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Ah...here we go again(40k/Primarch SI)

When Life gives you lemons, throw it, you don't know what kind of warpfuckery happened to that lemon.

sp4rtan12 · Ficção Científica
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Chapter 4

Seeing my Fabricator Bracers finally went online, my grin was so wide that it threatened to split my face....that is how happy I am...

I am a sitting duck no longer!!!! WUAHAHAHAHA!!!!!

So, like any self-appreciating PA Commander, I built a metal extractor...

Heh...somewhere...in a planet far, far away.... a commander builds a metal extractor...

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The first thing's on my list to do is the making of my armor for my impressive 2.17-meter body... I know I could just have used a transfigured armor but that at best only serves as a temporary measure...

Let's say for an example, I transfigured some bunch of rocks permanently into a very impressive set of power armor, then came me encountering some kind of warp fuckery or maybe an impressive set of past technology capable of undoing the transfiguration.... that's just asking for a death sentence...especially with future encounters with the active WAAAAAGH!! Field which somewhat follows the same frequency as to how magic is done, rokkit go whoosh... something like that...

So... fabricating the armor... imagine the hulk buster with huge shoulder pauldrons, made from interlaced starship grade Dragonscale armor further augmented with my use of my biomancy.

Placing a powered wardstone in my chest, making my armor the anchor for a movable active ward, giving me something comparable to a battle aura. The armor was further dotted with various redundant microscopic repair, unbreakable, physical enhancements, and protective runes.

Around the neck area was a small space expanded receptacle containing a Destroyer-grade Gellar Field generator, in which the said receptacle was also dotted with various redundant protective and durability runes. Can't leave a chance against those Chaos fucks like how the Papa Smurf got complacent and got his throat slit...

Redundant nanite repair modules were also installed in multiple vital areas, independent of the nanites inside my body and those produced by my bracers.

I can't experiment with the Dimensional Fabricator yet until I've secured the planet... so Dark Matter modules are a no-go as of yet...

Power... I know I could power the armor by myself but I must not put all my eggs in one basket... so I made a backpack power unit with similar designs to the Astartes Power backpacks. Powered by a miniaturized Zero-point reactor. I also had set small backup fission-reactors across my body if ever something bad happens to the main-power unit. All of them yet to be activated, of course, can't have my arse exploding. All of which were further enhanced and streamlined with the use of various runes like the cooling charm-turned-rune. Honestly... HP magic is lit!!!

I don't know why, but the magic doesn't interfere with my systems like the one as shown in fandom that magic would've interfered and fried various electrical components. So... eh ty ROB...

Shields... as I don't have Dark Matter to make Dark Matter deflectors and I don't have the data for the void shields yet... soo...I have to make do with what I have... Hypershields, a multi-layer honeycomb shield in which I installed a simple VI for it to act like how the Shinkiro from Code Geass uses its shields.

Now into the main part... Weapons... Shoulder Mounted Tri-linked Vulcan Cannon capable of firing .90 caliber shells (See War Robots Avenger Cannon) outfitted with Recoil and Inertial Dampener, Weight-reduction rune, cooling runes, durability runes, and an ammo stock with a Miniature VI Matter fabricator that can use the Accio spell..... haha unlimited bullets as long as there is metal nearby... bullets go brrrrrt...

On the left shoulder... Miniature Annihilaser to be able to take out ze big ones... also outfitted with the same runes as the Vulcan.

Both of such weapons are capable of 360-degree rotation and fuck everything on their sights.

Melee... Goblin-forged Chainsword further enhanced by potent runes, my blood and the 'blood' of a biomancy experiment I did with a Patronus boosted organism...the effects were quite fruitful... so when I channel magic into the sword, it somehow shines in white light that gives off a happy feeling to the holder and the holder's allies, further experimentations on effects against corrupted warp denizens is to be observed soon...heh... food for thought...

Primary ranged weapon... Miniaturized Matter disintegrator with runes and other enchantments.

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Building a metal extractor so high up was a very very bad idea...especially when various Ork artillery shells started raining on the mountain...

By the time I was able to finish with the last touches of my armaments, the ground beneath the metal extractor caved in...

It started a domino effect of the whole plateau caving in...into a huge hollow space of an empty Ork Storage.

It turns out that the plateau was not just a normal plateau at all! It was an Ork headquarters!! The only thing that held up the shape of the mountain plateau was... actually nothing but concentrated WAAAAGH energies like with how an Ork makes a vehicle...with nothing but sheer fucking will + WAAAGH energy....what the fuck?

It was filled with 'Killa Kanz' and one huge Gorkanaut in the middle... without a right leg I say.... but still combat-capable...

"Oi wot dis! We kan go in' da mountin' boss"

"Shaddap! Ya git!...'an Zog it... no wan' but me kan' get ma' Gorkanaut!!! Lez go Boyz!"

"WAAAAAAAAAGH!!!"

Oh shit...