The War Master-Class Titan is the heaviest Titan model known to the Imperium, second only to the Emperor-class, with its forty-meter tall steel body containing destructive power.
As the ultimate combination of human technology and destructive aesthetics, the War Master-Class's firepower configuration is practically a mobile extermination order.
Two Dominus-class Plasma Annihilator cannons, like the arms of a giant, can vaporize an armored company in a single volley.
For close-quarters combat, the Destroyer-type Chainsword, Krush-type Siege Drills, or Krush-type Graviton Pulsar Cannons can effortlessly tear through any fortifications and cover, even the walls of a Hive City.
Four sets of twin-linked Adex-type autocannons weave a curtain of death, easily shredding light vehicles and aircraft into metallic rain.
The shoulder modular weapon platforms can carry twelve types of customized armaments, including Meltaguns and Turbo-Laser Destructor Cannons, with a tactical combination so rich it makes the Imperium's enemies tremble just at the mention of it.
Its defensive system is equally suffocating; the energy barrier formed by multiple Void Shield generators is almost indestructible, and even if breached, the accompanying Servitor repair team can perform emergency repairs under battlefield conditions.
This ultimate weapon remained under absolute secrecy before the Horus Heresy, with even the Adeptus Mechanicus high command strictly forbidden from discussing it in public.
They slumbered in the deepest parts of specific Forge Worlds, only awakening when their home world faced annihilation.
During the Schism of Mars, the traitorous Death Skulls Legion first deployed their secretly reserved War Master-Class Titans, whose sudden appearance directly turned the tide of battle.
It is rumored that this Legion obtained a considerable number of War Master-Class Titans through a secret pact with Fabricator-General Kalbor Kharkov.
And the victory of the traitorous Legion was so complete that news of the new Titan models appearing on the battlefield did not officially reach other loyalty factions until the Siege of Terra.
The number of War Master-Class Titans that existed before the Horus Heresy is unknown, but even the most outstanding Titan Legions, like the Gryphonne Legion, could only deploy less than half a dozen.
And now, a Warlord-class Psy-Titan is roaring onto the Kharkov battlefield.
In the history of the Warhammer World, there has never been a unit called a Warlord-class Psy-Titan; it originated from Alex's own DIY, originally just a private concept, but now it has truly descended, about to bring unimaginable terror to the Warhammer World of 40k.
At this moment, Alex has descended his consciousness into this chess piece; this is his first time changing the chess piece he descends into.
Last time, he planned to use the Living Saint chess piece to put on a show with himself, but the Emperor directly threw the real Celestine over, preventing him from switching successfully.
This time, he finally successfully switched his descended chess piece, successfully controlling a God-Machine to descend onto the Kharkov battlefield.
At this moment, Alex only has one thing to say: The Titan stands upon the Earth!
It should be known that he is not controlling this God-Machine as a Titan Princeps right now, but rather, he is this Warlord-class Psy-Titan!
In a sense, it can be directly understood that he is the machine spirit of this God-Machine, and he can fight alone without the cooperation of the crew.
Of course, inside this massive God-Machine, crew members still exist: a Princeps who is an Untouchable, six Psyker co-pilots placed in specialized crystal sarcophagi, and several Servitor for maintenance.
The Untouchable Princeps's duty is to control this God-Machine and to manifest various Psyker phenomena on the battlefield by drawing and using the Psyker power of the six co-pilots as "fuel."
This includes, but is not limited to, tearing reality dimensions to create a Warp rift, generating a super-large-scale Psyker attack, spreading fear across the entire battlefield, and even twisting the minds and memories of all life on the battlefield.
Simply put, Alex can now consider himself a super awesome Psyker, and one with the physique of an Ultraman.
However, this super-giant physique and relatively high perspective made Alex feel dizzy when he looked down.
After all, being dozens of meters off the ground, even if he didn't have acrophobia, he needed to adapt.
But when he took a step and felt the earth tremble caused by a forty-meter-tall heavy machine walking, Alex's heart felt nothing but endless satisfaction and pleasure!
This feeling was simply exhilarating! No man could refuse the feeling of transforming into an iron giant!
Alex even wondered if, as an ordinary person who believed in Slaanesh, this could lead to Slaanesh bestowing a blessing upon him, merging his flesh and the Titan.
Hmm, a Slaanesh-version Daemon Engine + Chaos Titan? It does sound like something Slaanesh would conjure up.
As Alex was thinking this, he suddenly felt a psychic slap, instantly bringing him back to his senses.
"Damn it, I almost fell for that dead eunuch Slaanesh's trick!" Alex cursed, then reined in his scattered thoughts and refocused on the war at hand.
He had now arrived at the front line of the battlefield, and because all three Commanders had received his instructions, there were no friendly forces on the Titan's advance route.
In fact, no friendly forces could remain under the feet of a War Master-Class Titan as it advanced.
Tanks, armored vehicles, and even knight titans could be crushed with a single stomp.
(Various Titan sizes, the smallest being the knight titans.)
Only Titans and the Titan Guard specially trained by the Adeptus Mechanicus could move alongside a Titan.
knight titans could only barely operate around the battlefield, and if not careful, they could be directly obliterated by the Titan's firepower, even if some models of knight titans were capable of fighting Titans.
And Alex does not have any of these right now.
But he didn't care, because he was now a Warlord-class Psy-Titan! Three Warbringer-class Psy-Titans could destroy an Eldar Craftworld, so it shouldn't be too much for him to flatten an entire area of Necrons on the Kharkov battlefield, right?
As Alex thought this, a lightning storm covering a radius of dozens of kilometers was already brewing.
And the close-defense weapons on his knees had already begun firing, constantly picking off Necrons vehicles or small flying units that were starting to appear on the battlefield.
(Knee close-defense weapons)
At the same time, Alex also began to use his main weapons, starting to attack the Necrons swarming towards him like a tide.
He first raised his right hand, which was a Graviton Pulsar Cannon, installed within a massive claw, used as a siege weapon.
(Graviton Pulsar Cannon)
This is a lost Dark Age of Technology that cannot be replicated, and even current Tech-Priest cannot understand its principles.
It can focus gravity into a beam, squeezing the enemy's mass towards itself.
This peculiar weapon can effortlessly blast a Titan into a pile of slag, or crumple a knight titans like an empty soda can.
And now, Alex aimed it at the massive Necrons army and the Blackstone Obelisk that had appeared on the battlefield.
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