paranoianovel Chapter 527 Flame Eternal Life
Chapter 527 Flame Eternal Life
With an unreasonable Primarch such as the Wolf King, Alpha Assassin was sent into the Iron Fist.
Then......
The Wolf King was poisoned.
Leman Russ's sense of smell and perception was outstanding among the Primarchs, leading him to develop the habit of not wearing a helmet.
And he likes to use all means, the fastest, cruelest, and most precise way to kill the enemy, including biting.
He has smelled the Alpha Assassin's infiltration, but only he can drive these enemies away.
The sniffing of the wolf brothers is based on being familiar with the smell of their comrades after being familiar with them for a long time. Once their comrades are changed by the substitute smell, they will become suspicious.
But being surrounded by warriors from different battle groups who had never fought together before, it was difficult for the Wolf Brothers to launch their "anti-Alpha" operation.
Leman Russ and some rune priests sniffed even more "subspace". When the rune priests were injured, the Wolf King launched a hunt for the agents.
Agents gather in groups. When the Wolf King finds several enemies standing together, what will he do?
Strive to kill multiple enemies instantly with chainswords, fists, legs, ice-patterned armor...including bites.
Bite who? Whoever doesn't wear a helmet will bite first.
Bite the head.
The traitors of the Twentieth Legion hid a poison that could poison the original body on their heads. They peeled off the scalp, carved evil Chaos runes on the inner layer to seal the poison, and then put it back on their faces.
The Wolf King took one gulp and foamed at the mouth on the spot.
At this time, Khan was still in the emergency treatment room, and everyone had no idea what to do.
The adamantine warriors of the red torrent had surprisingly consistent thoughts. Ashlan was still unconscious, and their actions were consistent with the pharmacist's statement.
Three adamantine men surrounded the Wolf King and used their anti-psionic power to fight against the evil medicine.
He even tried to dig into the Wolf King's throat to pull out the medicine.
There are still some physical poisons that can poison the Imperial Army, but it is simply unimaginable to poison the original body. It must be the invasion of the evil forces of Chaos.
The soldiers couldn't wait to take off the armor and stuff it into the Wolf King's body.
Obviously, the meningeal fluid of the Tau is not strong enough to fight this kind of poison.
Everyone had no choice but to lift the Wolf King into a stasis position.
It didn't take long for Khan to wake up. He first expelled all the other warriors. All the warriors went back to their respective homes, leaving only the Hamonk clan, the Adamantite warriors and the elite wolf brothers who were originally on the Iron Fist.
Then let the wolf brothers on the Cold Hunt enter the Queen of Glory battleship together and sniff each other to confirm their identities.
Bjorn almost collapsed. The powerful divine Dreadnought did not expect that his words came true. Just because the Dreadnought had difficulty in warp teleportation and stayed on the strike cruiser to command, the original body was separated from him by time and space.
"What on earth are you doing! It is your task to protect the original body!" He was very smart and did not do anything extraordinary to the other warriors, but the uncontrollable anger and grief all poured into the guards protecting the original body.
The fearless giant claws grabbed an old warrior and lifted him high.
The elite warriors of the Thirteenth Great Company were ashamed. Facing Bjorn's questioning, they were not prepared to argue. Even the one hanging in the air could only respond with a shrill wolf howl.
The Khan fell too, but the Primarch Guard fell before him, as was their duty.
The most loyal wolf failed in his duty.
"Gather your strength and redouble patrols." Fearless trembled, "Don't let any danger get close to the original body. I will personally guard his side."
Bjorn was not yet desperate, he remembered something.
"We have to go to the Regent, to Belisarius Cawl. He can help the Primarch, who is in stasis and has been severely wounded by Chaos, stand up."
Kaur! After finding Call, the wolf brothers had new hope in their hearts.
However, a discordant voice came from a distance, "We must defeat the Black Legion first."
The voice was erratic and the figure came closer. Khan walked over a few steps and came to Bjorn.
"We must gather our strength. The Raven Expeditionary Force is almost here. The two armies will join together and defeat this group of traitors first, so that we can return to Terra safely."
"No, things will change later. If...Warmaster..." As a warrior from that era, the word "Warmaster" came out of Bjorn's mouth with gritted teeth. come out.
"If you insist, I require the Wolf Warriors to return to Terra alone."
Bjorn put down the wolf brother in his hand. The fallen man did not hesitate and quickly turned around and stood in front of the Holy Fearless. The other brothers of the Thirteenth Great Company also gathered around to support Bjorn.
Khan naturally knows them well. The wolf cub is the boss of the sky and the second child. He ranks at the top of the list of the most rude barbarians, not without the reason that he always chokes other primarchs.
"In a stagnant position, there is no difference between one year and ten thousand years. You know that the enemy is in front of you. If you divide your troops, if you are ambushed, you will be in a situation of death. It is better to gather your strength to defeat the enemy, and then Return to Terra quickly in the name of victory."
Khan curled his lips and said, "The Raven Expedition is about to arrive. They have been fighting aliens they have never seen outside the galaxy for many years. What if they have some tricks that we don't know about? We might as well wait a little longer."
This just gives Bjorn a step down. He will figure it out. He understood it from the beginning, but the pain of thousands of battles eroded it.
"Khan, you have to know that it is very difficult to keep a Dauntless calm."
"But you are Bjorn. I don't know many old people anymore, and I don't want to lose another one."
The Alpha Assassin had no idea how many times he had planned it and how many blessings he received from Tzeentch to facilitate this. The exposure, death and resistance of every agent may have been part of the plan.
Tzeentch would have preferred to see the two primarch's scions part ways.
Bjorn was silent for a while, and his heavy body began to turn around, "I will protect him, that is my duty."
As these words floated in the corridors of the Iron Fist, the atmosphere was so tense that every wolf brother started a mental patrol.
But the Adeptus Mechanicus and the Hammonk clan must start repairing the warship immediately. This group of wolf brothers who are ignorant of technology and have great troubles have brought them great trouble.
......
Generally speaking, there are no problems. Khan's orders are being passed on in the fleet, the army is restoring order, and logistics supplies are gradually entering the fleet.
It's not the planned number, but there aren't as many battleships here as expected.
The Black Legion was the complete opposite. The Vengeful Spirit was extremely stable. Abaddon's prestige made the entire ship worship him like a god without any questioning.
But the other Chaos Lords led their fleets away one after another. You fooled us.
Why didn't you tell us there was another Primarch when we rushed?
Abaddon pushed them to disperse.
Scatter out, I'll hold the Khan back while you invade large tracts of undefended imperial territory. Countless resources in the vast world are waiting for you to plunder!
The brilliance of the Warmaster is that he knows that Chaos is not a thing. If you want to cooperate with Chaos, you cannot manage it according to the conventional army.
This horde of lunatics, robbers, criminals and spies swooped out like wasps out of the nest.
There was no point in Abaddon trying to get Khan to defeat him.
Does Khan have plenty of time to hunt down his enemies? No, he just wants to protect the Sun Sanctuary. This is his mission.
He came to face Abaddon simply because the Black Legion wanted to break into the Sanctuary of the Sun. Whether it was the direct advance before or the failure to seize the Iron Fist just now, the core purpose was to break into the Sanctuary of the Sun.
Now Abaddon is "unable" to break into the Sanctuary of the Sun.
Whether or not the Khan's fleet would defeat them, they would scatter and raid other parts of the empire, gathering a powerful force before returning.
It could be the tens of billions of Chaos believers, or it could be some incredible war force created by the Dark Mechanicus after plundering resources.
Anyway, it will be a long time coming and unstoppable.
So Khan, what are your choices?
Abaddon began to move, and those ships that admired him... or, incorrectly, thought that following him would allow Abaddon to eat his own meat and drink his own soup, began to move. They were heading towards the Far Eastern Star Territory, far away from the Sanctuary of the Sun.
Have the Ultramarines given up on Ultramar? It is a good place for the Warmaster to ascend the throne, and the second...Emperor of the Third Reich will establish his country there and organize a crusade fleet to expedition to the territory of the puppet emperor.
Will you follow? Khan.
Because this action is very much like "moving the tiger away from the mountain".
With the blessing of Chaos, the fast Khan of the world may be able to catch up with him, but it is impossible to completely leave this fleet behind. Do you really want to chase him all the way to Macragge?
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Salamander warriors gathered inside the Forging Holy Grail, and the fierce war outside seemed to never stop.
Pons Yitzhak is now the chapter leader. After Hyper's death, Salamander did not find the second and third company commanders in the chaos, and the chapter champion Fireline took over as the first company commander.
Now there is no need for a regent, Vulkan is back, and as a warrior who "recovered the original body", Pons Yitzhak is qualified to lead the First Company.
The endless attacks of the orcs are eating away at the empire's fleet. Only the complete destruction of an orc warship is effective. Complete death can stop the "war evolution".
Those ships that retreated after the bombardment were stronger, larger, and filled with more battle boys when they were next seen.
The reinforcements from the Ultramarines and the Lord in Yellow have given them a huge military strength, but in the face of the number of enemies, they still seem to have no choice but to take "decapitation actions."
The soldiers are waiting.
The roaring sound of forging finally ended, and the favor of Vulkan that the anvil ushered in again ended. The new armor born from the flames and giant hammer covered the original body. The one with the most terrifying fighting posture among the original bodies finally came back.
Vulkan built himself a battle armor above the master level. The advantage of leaving for ten thousand years was that the warehouse was filled with all kinds of rare forging materials. A founding group's ten thousand year collection allowed Vulkan to forge it. The equipment is extremely powerful.
He even felt that this armor could rival those made by the Emperor.
"Haha, it's just the arrogance of suddenly gaining great power." Vulkan thought like this.
The door to the forging room slowly opened, and the original body walked out of the cabin carrying the enhanced Destruction Tremor Hammer.
The warhammer is equipped with teleportation equipment, and more importantly, a hot melt spout.
He has a heavy bolter on his waist. It has a large caliber and is similar to an Ork gun. Its terrifying power is directly proportional to the recoil. The Terminator cannot withstand the recoil of its firing. It is almost an anti-vehicle for tanks. arms.
The surrounding soldiers saluted him immediately, and Pons Yitzhak got the news immediately.
The counterattack has begun!
The Orcs' exploratory fleet (although there were more like a general attack) was suddenly hit by a full counterattack by the Imperial ships. The Orks laughed and opened fire, driving the ships to charge.
The order from the Death Skull boss made the Vanguard boss reluctantly withdraw his troops. At first, the Death Skull boss was scary with its huge body exploded by artillery. Later, with the infusion of more orc faith, it was no longer needed. .
Its head grew to match the size of its body.
Now, he sits in the battle moon.
Orcs are fundamentally genetically identical, which is why they can transplant body parts at will.
It's just that gene expression is different due to differences in the external environment or other reasons.
The genes hidden in the blasted body were awakened by the head of the Death Skull boss. Similarly, the body also affected the head.
After the obsession with armor on armor merged with the "supreme theft" and "error" of the Death Skull boss, huge "error" mechas were formed.
They are as big and as crazy as the mechas worn by the Death Skull boss.
The difference is that the driver of each one is a psychic boss, and the cab is wrapped in a teleportation device.
Boss Deathskull uses his "Waaaagh" energy stance to maintain communication with them, and both parties can activate their psychic stances at any time for teleportation exchanges.
The core of the armor that was blasted by the gun was that one mecha was broken, and there was another one.
The same goes for the Death Skull boss. One mecha is broken, and there is another one.
The number of bomb shells depends on the materials and how much mechanical equipment the position can maintain, and the Death Skull boss only depends on how many powerful psychic bosses are loyal to it.
He sat on the throne and looked at his "property".
"Old, old, old, old! The cans are here again, it's the big can from last time!"
"Which big can?"
"Just...just...the one who shot the dead cannon...the last boss." The orc was tongue-tied for a moment, when the dead skull boss "stealed" the cannon-exploded body. , "by the way" stole the name of Pao Bomb, and it is now also called Pao Bomb.
"Okay!" Boss Deathskull was very happy. For the orcs, he was a powerful, fierce and capable guy who could repel them.
That's an orc's best friend!
"Waaaaagh!!! Boys, welcome the cans, keep their pockets clean!"
All the orcs roared, and the ships in the "orc" galaxy kept moving. Resources from several sub-sectors were gathered here.
They raided a small number of other star worlds. It's not that they invaded too slowly, but that after Boss Deathskull took power, the Deathskull clan's status was quite high, and everyone was a small commander.
They regard all rags as treasures, and their eyes are set on conquering the next world. They will never leave without transforming all the "rags" into orc machines.
A massive army of orcs started to move, and this subspace area was slightly distorted by the powerful power of the Chosen God.
When Salamander's "bait" troops arrived, the orc warships surrounding the mountains and sea immediately rushed toward them excitedly.
"Fight and retreat at the same time!" This fleet, which was fully supported by the Ultramarines, immediately ran away. This did not require any fire inducement, and a large number of ships behind them started to move towards them.
After they left, Vulkan's main assault fleet arrived here.
The information provided to them by the Assassin Court was vague. There was no accurate coordinates of the orc boss at all. They could only confirm that there seemed to be huge orc mechas in every battle moon. In some places, there were two or even three.
Jump to all the battle moons at once? That's crazy.
The Phalanx followed them.
The warriors of the Imperial Fist are very unwilling to let this precious fortress face such a terrifying orc fleet. It will inevitably encounter a large number of gang members. Every hole made may be equipment that can never be repaired. damage.
But they came anyway.
They stood in front of the Forge Grail. The Imperial Fists believed that the "Forge Center", which was about as slow as it but had far inferior fire defense, was the target of protection.
Just make Salamander very unhappy.
After the Phalanx jumped out, it saw six battle moons. One of them should have been modified by Space Gangaat. It was a circle smaller than the others. Countless meteorites hit it and covered it with a rocky crust.
The Salamander warriors will be responsible for two battle moons, the King in Yellow's troops and the remnants of the Ultramarines will be responsible for one each, and the Phalanx and the Forged Holy Grail will be responsible for destroying two of them head-on, and waiting for opportunities to support the battle of "failure to jump gangs" moon.
As for the other ships? It’s really beyond my control.
Let’s talk about the fight later.
The Imperial fleet was arranged in a classic artillery bombardment formation, but each ship turned its engine power to maximum, and firing on the move greatly reduced the accuracy of the artillery shells.
What does it matter? In such a dense battlefield, you can hit the enemy with just one shot.
Vulkan admitted that commanding battles was not what he was good at. He could just use the traditional fighting method most familiar to all fleets to advance quickly.
The battle barge in front quickly burned with flames and lost power, and was overtaken by other ships that were still accelerating.
One "Windbreaker" after another was sacrificed just to deliver Vulkan to the enemy.
The original body was prepared.
After a period of time.....
Vulkan flew out of the torpedo launcher, and was affected by the gravity of the battle moon and fell downwards.
The Primarch knew very well that splitting up the severely depleted Salamanders to attack the two battle moons was a recipe for death, nor would adding other Primaris sub-groups such as the Deep Sea Leviathan Chapter.
The strategy is that he attacks alone and everyone else rushes into another battle moon.
He fell crazily, aimed at some steel areas, and smashed into them.
The erupting flames and violent explosions did not shake the armor he had built, but it took some time to resurrect. When he officially took control of his body, an orc boy was "snatching" the Destruction Tremor Sledgehammer.
"I am coming!"
Vulkan stood up and began his fight.
This is the battle moon with the third largest number of giant mechas. The first two are ready to let the Phalanx and the Forging Holy Grail directly destroy them.
It is rare that there is no private treasure in the imperial treasury. After learning about the return of the original body, the Imperial Army gave Vulkan permission and sent some terrifying weapons.
In other words, there are not enough Custodes to use these weapons, so the Astartes can only do it for them.
The Primarch carried out imperial violence this time.
The cannonballs he shoots are techniques that the Empire considers classic idiot work.
"Miniature nuclear bomb delivery vehicle" technology.
It's the kind with a range of five kilometers and a killing range of ten kilometers.
Many relic pistols can be loaded with micro nuclear bomb ammunition. The empire's nuclear bomb miniaturization technology is pretty good, but it is a terrifying test for the user's courage.
Vulkan doesn't care, nuclear bomb, activate!
With several consecutive rounds of micro-nuclear bombs, a long corridor was opened, leading straight to the so-called center of the earth.
Vulkan jumped directly, falling from a height of several kilometers.
Not to mention the intercepted orcs, many orcs who saw this scene thought he was "Waaaagh" and almost wanted to make him their boss.
No orc could stop him. As a single soldier, he was the first to reach the giant mecha.
There is one at the South Pole and one at the North Pole.
This is the North Pole.
The enemy immediately took action. The huge mecha launched a large number of missiles. After "flying" on the not too high ceiling for a while, there was an explosion.
Vulkan did not activate the iron ring shield, and raised the tremor of destruction. The giant hammer danced in the air and exploded all the missiles.
Some missiles exploded on the ceiling, and a large number of Orks poured down along with steel and concrete, trying to bury the Primarch.
Vulkan rushed forward, his momentum no less than the landslide behind him. He roared towards the enemy like a living landslide.
Goge's gaze was activated, and the psychic boss also responded to Vulkan with the loudest war cry.
Two particularly huge "speakers" were installed on both sides of the mecha, and now they lit up as Brother Gang stared at them.
"Waaaagh!~!~!~"
Vulkan felt a strong resistance blocking his running, and the shield system overload displayed on the tactical helmet was too fast for people to react.
In what the original body thought was a short period of time, Gorge's gaze broke through the shield system.
Vulkan changed his pace. The closer the primarch was to his opponent, the more his enemy had to turn to aim.
Eventually slower than the original.
Vulkan endured it, and the temperature inside the armor rose rapidly due to the opponent's half-physical, half-psionic ray attack.
The psychic boss controlled the mecha, and what was pushed out of the huge cannon barrel in its abdomen was not a cannonball, but a flame jet.
The flames condensed into a thick wall of fire and pressed towards Vulkan.
"It's so hot, like the crater of Nocturne."
Do you think we named our legion Salamanders because we worshiped them? No, I am the king of salamander hunters.
The original body jumped up, broke through the wall of fire from above, and looked at the fire-breathing monster in front of him.
The opponent showed off a melee weapon, a ball-shaped hammer made of broken pieces, and wanted to "strike while the iron is hot."
That's my specialty!