Traveling through time, I'm making pancakes in Warhammer

Chapter 443 Falcon

Howard has actually been on edge ever since he agreed to Joshua and left Flockfang.

The nun's lesson was so painful that Howard chose to restrain some of the so-called good virtues he brought from his hometown.

He made himself less friendly and tolerant, and made himself seem more arrogant, mean and annoying.

He doesn't want to make any friends anymore, and doesn't want to have any connections with anyone. His ideal state is to be able to maintain a non-hostile relationship with others and to benefit each other.

He allowed himself to become apathetic.

But at this moment, Howard felt that he could no longer hold back.

Look at what's coming out of the Necromancer portal: nearly a hundred Necromancer warriors, dozens of elite Immortal warriors, two or three Deathmarks, and a large Necromancer war vehicle.

Seriously, if this setup is used properly, it can even take on a company of Space Marines.

And now, some lunatic has deployed them into a merchant ship?

The undead that were released seemed to know that they had overwhelming power, so they did not attack immediately after coming out, but slowly tightened the encirclement.

Howard's heart was calm, he was ready to recite the spell at any time.

It's raining in Macondo.

What else can I do? What else can I do?

Watching the encirclement of the undead army shrinking step by step, just as Howard was about to recite a spell, a sharp, penetrating cry interrupted his thoughts.

Even the advance of the undead army was interrupted by this cry.

All the humans and undead in the control room raised their heads and looked towards the source of the sound.

Then they saw a falcon flying just above the control room.

No, that is not a falcon, but a mechanical falcon. This mechanical falcon adopts a bionic structure. Its pupils are emeralds, and its feathers are the same black shiny metal as the undead. Through the hollow body of the mechanical falcon, you can see the beating green core in its heart.

The falcon spread its wings and soared and circled in a wind-riding posture, even though the environment in the control room was not enough to generate an updraft to support its weight.

It flew over the heads of every undead soldier. When the falcon got closer, these soulless monsters all lowered their heads. Finally, the falcon flew to Howard. It lowered its altitude, circled around Howard twice, and suddenly flapped its wings to accelerate. However, before hitting Howard's face, it dispersed into green spots of light.

The appearance of this mechanical falcon seemed to convey some message to the undead on the Deep Blue Universe. When the falcon disappeared, these undead monsters that had originally held an absolute advantage actually began to retreat. Green transmission lines opened one after another, and they left through the path they came from and soon disappeared.

Those who witnessed it, including Howard, had no idea what was happening.

This matter should finally come to an end.

Howard thought.

"Boom——"

But before this thought could even heat up, Howard heard the dull explosion again.

Again? !

Howard nearly jumped up.

But Om Messiah had no warning.

"It's our ship!" But Christina's eyes lit up: "Sir! The support fleet of the Helvenson family is here!"

Howard's heart finally settled down, thinking that nothing unexpected would happen this time.

He turned his gaze to the porthole, through which he could see that there was another ship with its bow facing the Deep Blue Universe. That was the ship that launched the attack. After the Om Messiah opened the void shield, sealed its firepower and boarding bay, this spaceship basically took a background role in this incident.

At this moment, the surface of the warship disguised as a pirate ship was lit up with flames of damage.

The survivors in the control room who witnessed everything burst into cheers.

This is the artillery fire from the support ships of the Helivenson family. Three or four hours have passed since the attack. During these three or four hours, only support can reach them. If there wasn't a patrol fleet nearby, the efficiency of the Helivenson family can be said to be extremely fast.

Under the suppression of powerful artillery fire, the bow of the pirate ship began to shift, but just as it was about to lose its position facing the Deep Blue Universe, the engine flames lit up again on its sides and end.

The early warning appeared again, and the alarm systems of Om Messiah and Deep Blue Universe itself issued early warnings at the same time.

"Impact warning! Impact warning! Impact warning!..."

The cheers in the control room suddenly died down and turned into screams of fear.

This group of people disguised themselves as pirates and came here not to steal money or steal information. From the beginning to the end, their purpose was to kill people.

Even Howard greatly underestimated their determination to kill, and they were even willing to give up their own lives to achieve this goal.

Whether it was Christina or Constance, everyone in the control room was in a state of panic as they looked at the rapidly approaching collision angle outside the porthole.

At such a close distance, it would be too late even if they took the escape pod. Even if they successfully boarded the escape pod and were ejected, they would be destroyed in the subsequent explosion.

The void shields of the warships crashing towards them were stretched to their maximum, ensuring that the artillery fire from the Helvensin support fleet would not break through the defense in a short time or cause it to deviate. However, the ultra-heavy firepower that could break through this void shield, such as the spaceship macro cannon, required a long reload time and was slow, and could not play a role in such a critical moment.

In this situation, if the people on the Deep Blue Universe still want to survive, they can only pray to God.

One hundred and twenty seconds before impact.

Howard connected the ship's radio and issued a final message to the panicked crowd:

"Everyone, please pray to the God-Emperor. This is the last thing we can do."

One hundred seconds before the impact, Howard saw everyone around him, including Christina and Constance, closing their eyes and chanting prayers.

Ten seconds before impact.

Howard gave that damn mummy a full minute and a half, giving him the opportunity to perform a miracle to save those who prayed to him, but the miracle did not happen.

Howard disconnected from the radio and whispered:

"Freya, it's raining in Macondo."