paranoianovel Chapter 514 The mourning of old friends and the tears of stubborn stones
Chapter 514 The mourning of old friends and the tears of stubborn stones
After the Thunder Eagle fired a shot at Magnus, it staggered towards this side. The driver was also a Sister of Silence. The demons lying outside the Thunder Eagle were very uncomfortable.
The daemon primarch was knocked off balance.
Ina was kicked away. She was going to receive a fist from the devil and lose half her life, but now she just lost her balance and fell downwards.
She adjusted her posture in the air, and saw Dorn's solid arms below her lying on one side, like a tough old pine on a cliff. She held the shield and turned it half a circle by her side, pushing it upward.
Dorn's instinct told him that if he didn't raise his shield, the girl would definitely step on his face again.
Ina was firmly caught by the shield. The original body rotated the shield like a sling and threw Ina upward with all its strength.
Sister Silence flew towards Magnus at a speed far greater than when she fell, hitting Magnus like a discharged cannonball. For the Daemon Primarch, it was fatal.
In the sky, a shadow grew larger and larger. Magnus used witchcraft to enlarge his body a hundred times and held the Thunder Eagle that hit him.
The gunship driven by Sister Silence was like a hot iron ball, and the demons clinging to it were used as temporary "gloves", allowing the Thousand Sons Primarch to grab it briefly and then throw it heavily into the distance.
At the same time, I felt pain in my waist.
The execution sword was completely inserted into the opponent's body, but Magnus became too big. Ina felt that even if her blade was twice as long, it would not be able to pierce the opponent's waist.
However, due to her closeness, the demon primordial body was like a deflated rubber ball, constantly shrinking, unable to maintain its flying spell, and falling downwards.
A series of adamantine warriors below were falling, directly hitting the battle zone. In this extremely chaotic battlefield, the long whip transformed by the Blade of Magnus enveloped the demons and Primaris warriors, sweeping away a Large area.
The strong wind howls like an evil ghost, and the cry for life is like falling from the sky.
Ina turned her head and looked around. Magnus's body was shrinking, but spiritual energy was being injected crazily into the palm far away from her, and the giant hand quickly slapped towards the waist.
Like swatting mosquitoes.
She pulled out the blade and tried to fall downwards to avoid the blow, but the original's speed was too fast, and gravity seemed so weak in front of him.
The execution sword turned around and faced the palm of his hand.
Magnus had a few more things in his hands, including explosive bombs, plasma, tactical daggers, and even some spikes pulled out of the demon's body.
The soldiers of the red torrent threw everything upward, but they still couldn't stop the palm from falling.
Darkness enveloped the three-hundred-year-old girl, and she could only rely on herself.
The original body's body revealed its true appearance, and for the first time Inna saw clearly his crimson skin, which was completely different from that of the Khorne demon. The disgusting crimson color resembled the sickly Atris joe flower, with rippling traces of it. Ripples softened by fear of her.
Breathing became difficult, and the strong wind coming from the opponent's palm made her feel something was wrong.
The time was too short and the other party was too fast.
The blade came into contact with the flesh, which was as ethereal as if it didn't exist in the world.
She realized she had made the wrong move.
This is not a slap.
This is shock.
When a palm fell, there was no crisp slap, but a dull echo, like a heavy bronze bell being struck on the ground, and the breath was constantly vibrating inside.
Everyone was falling, and when everyone was in a state of weightlessness, Dorn moved closer to the opponent by pulling the whip, and hit Magnus with a blow.
The Daemon Primarch had to abandon his offensive and instead deal with the attacks from his former brother.
Ina fell from her fingers.
Dorn was knocked back by Magnus's blow, and with the help of the counterattack, he took the opportunity to reach out and catch the falling nun.
The weakness of the Armor of Oath is that it is not completely sealed.
The surrounding gas was compressed by the palm of the devil's original body, and the air pressure exceeded its original value several times in an instant, pouring in from the cracks in the armor.
Dorn couldn't see clearly the appearance of the nun, even though she was lying on the inside of the shield in his hand. All she could see in the area around her eyes was flesh mixed with blood, and her body was broken due to the high pressure. This was a purely physical attack, with gas oscillating back and forth. The high pressure and high pressure broke her bones. The broken bones penetrated into her internal organs and shattered her organs. The damage to her lungs was particularly serious.
Blood is still flowing in the blood vessels, but the original body is not sure whether it is because the heart is fine or because of the inertial flow caused by the constant change of falling direction.
This injury is so serious that even a Space Marine might not be able to hold it long enough to fit into the Dreadnought.
The Primarch tried to save this important fighting force, but his thoughts suddenly changed. He could only think of one method, and she could not use it yet.
Everyone fell from the sky and landed heavily on the wall made of Titan wreckage.
As soon as Dorn landed, he threw Ina behind, holding a shield with one hand and pulling the Blade of Magnus with the other. The enemy would not give him a chance to bury the body.
Then he heard a bomb explode.
The sound was very special, so special that the surrounding air was stagnant.
"Leave the stasis bomb to Magnus! The only ones who can save her are flesh psykers, but she's a Sister of Silence!"
With Dorn's roar, another stasis bomb exploded.
Ralph shouted sternly: "There is someone best suited to handle this situation. Retreat to Langjuxu and find Christina. She will take care of everything."
The Iron Warriors at the rear charged forward crazily, and the second batch of supporting descendants of the Emperor's Fist changed their landing points and hit the demon primarch like meteors.
The sound of an engine sounded in the defensive position of Red Torrent, and the White Scar children rushed over as fast as possible with the stasis device. To put it bluntly, it was originally the coffin that Volus had prepared for himself.
"Sustain the stasis bomb!" Ralph's roar completely overwhelmed the original body, and he almost expelled Dorn from the communication channel.
The original body had no time to care about what happened next. He raised his war blade and rushed towards Magnus. The opponent had been severely injured. The injuries caused by the Sisters of Silence were repaired very slowly. The Emperor's Praetorian Guards must seize this rare opportunity.
"How does the blood of loyalty taste like! Traitor."
Sister Silence's blood spattered on his body, and some of the blood even seeped into the body of the demon primarch due to the previous sword wound on her waist.
Magnus needs time to process this injury.
Rogal Dorn would not give him such a chance, he knew it.
The violent charge of the original body smashed into pieces all the demons that dared to block the way. For Magnus, this was a devastating scene.
The sons of Dorn from the Red Torrent hit his arms with rockets, and some warriors even did not escape from the rockets at all, causing the rockets to explode directly on his back.
Even the psychic shield couldn't stop the adamantine armor that hit his arms hard.
In a ball of golden light, the one-eyed Magnus felt a sharp pain in his eyes. Everything in front of him gradually blurred, and he could not tell whether the golden color in front of him was a Primaris warrior or a stubborn armor.
A shadow came over me, and thankfully I could finally see some other colors.
Dorn finally completed his initial plan and smashed Magnus in the face with the Untouchable's skeletal shield.
The two original bodies struggled together, and the stubborn stone had the absolute upper hand. The adamantine warriors formed a torrent and instantly pushed away the surrounding demon groups. All the warriors united together, and their goals were exactly the same, and they quickly killed a long line. Road, for the White Scar children to rush up.
Magnus was shattered like crystal. There was no blood flowing on his body. Every time Dorn hit hard, his body was mottled and cracked. The supreme energy bursting out of the horned armor was smashed by the shield. The smoke disappeared.
The simultaneous pressure from inside and outside the body made the daemon extremely uncomfortable, and death was approaching him.
He poured energy indiscriminately towards the corrupted array under his body. The Vashtor magic flowing in the rows of Titan corpse walls was blessed by powerful spiritual energy. Magnus did not set a target for it, but just hoped. Let the Titan array spread out, and let yourself and Dorn fall into the "gap in the wall" by changing the terrain below.
Vashtor refused.
He finally found an opportunity. All Titan weapons, whether they were aimed at the sky, blocked behind other wreckage, or damaged... were all aimed at one target.
The White Scars team galloping ahead.
This salvo exhausted all its power and blasted a huge crater with a diameter of five kilometers in front. Lightning, flames, gravitational anomalies, distorted beams...
It was a sphere of death that would destroy all the White Scars team that rushed towards them.
The Iron Warriors fell into despair. They were almost running out of stasis bombs, but there was still no stasis device that could be placed and delivered to the front line.
"Tech Sergeant, let's get straight to the operation."
The technical sergeant was silent. Ina's body was already dead. Transforming the remaining half of her head like a Christina was the only way he could think of, but it couldn't be done here.
"Speak! You're all mute! Don't you claim to be the best technical sergeants?"
The technical sergeants of the Imperial Fists and Iron Warriors were silent. They swung their hammers silently and fired silently, tearing the demons into pieces, not daring to look at Ralph behind them.
All the technical sergeants handed over the stasis bombs in their hands to Ralph without hesitation. As the last one exploded, support still had not arrived.
There was no roar of thunder eagles in the sky, and there was no speeding White Scar motorcycle below. The machine soul of the motorcycle could not withstand the surrounding anti-psionic power.
The coldness hit Ina. Her eardrums were shattered, her eyes exploded, her spine was broken, and she lost all senses.
The warmth provided by the Armor of Oath cannot be delivered to her.
It was dark and cold, and the little girl huddled at the door of the disabled lower nest pipe. This time, there was no magic weapon Xiaolan coming from the sky.
She fell from the red Milky Way into the dark abyss.
"Think of a way! You guys are just muscles but not brains." Ralph couldn't care less. His blade fell on the "corpse pile" of the divine machine below, trying to dig out some useful fragments.
Perhaps we could dig out a Death Mechanicus priest who was responsible for blessing the void shield from among the Titans, take off his equipment, and install it on Inna.
"Relf! Wake up!"
The bloody breath hit the tactical helmet again, the stasis of time and space ended, and Ralph's body froze in place.
The surrounding demons felt chilled, as terrifying as being stared at by thousands of Sigismund.
The Tzeentch Daemons quietly retreated, but Vashtor's weapons turned, causing the artillery barrage that originally blocked the Custodes squad to disappear, and their retreat was completely blocked by the Custodes.
Another Sisters of Silence team crawled out from the fallen Thunderhawk. When they opened the stuck Thunderhawk hatch, they were surrounded by a clear battlefield.
The smelly blood flowed to their feet, and smoke ignited.
There were no longer any war cries on the battlefield, and the Iron Warriors advanced silently, clearing the entire circle, leaving the two primarchs to fight.
The original position of the Red Torrent was violently attacked by demons. Too many adamantine warriors went to attack the Blackstone Spire, causing the original position to be breached.
The demons howled and charged into the position. There was no wailing or retreat as they expected, and the line was closing. All the soldiers invariably ignored the ammunition limit ban, and a crazy bombing that the veterans were best at began.
The adamantine warriors no longer hide behind bunkers or between the gaps in the fortress, they stand in front of all fortifications.
What defense? Kill them all.
I want them to die against my chest, killing the weak demons once and for all.
I want them to lie on the ground and howl, the mighty ones to kneel, and I want to soak your corpses in Tau meningeal fluid.
Don't even think about running!
The front line changed from the breached spike gap to a red crescent, and then to a golden blade.
Red is the proof of veteran, and gold is the symbol of strength.
Come, attack me with your proud witchcraft! My cowardice and pity will be completely washed away with the red nano paint, and the soul washed away by the war will crush you.
A panic began to spread among the demons. The fast attack of the adamantine warriors was not terrible. The power swords scratched their heads and returned to the subspace in just a moment.
Their advance was unusually slow.
The demon's limbs were chopped off, its weapons removed, and the warriors refused to leave.
They stepped on the demon's body and stood there, waiting for their helpless struggle. The Nurgling was pinched in their hands and kept screaming. The green body gradually festered, turning into pus and flowing out bit by bit. The vampire labored hard to tear at the adamantine leg armor, except for the sound of the devil echoing in the space, but none of the sounds had an effect.
The Daemon brought down dozens of warriors, and the Slaanesh daemon's limp body was sliced open by blades. They stuffed anti-psionic bolts into its body, stuffing them with their hands.
The Emperor's flame no longer burns in the real world, it's our turn!
One after another, adamantine warriors died here. There should not have been so many warriors dying to kill this big demon. Their corpses were pressed against it. Sister Silence came up to touch up the damage, but was asked to stand on top of it.
The anti-psionic power made it weak, and it didn't even have the strength to raise its hand to push back the adamantine armor.
It wailed, if ten days of torture can kill it, then stand for ten days, if one hundred days of torture can kill it, then stand for one hundred days!
This arc-shaped blade took several hours to advance ten meters.
The devil is retreating.
This is a group of madmen, and they will really die completely if they confront them.
Just completely killing a group of demons caused the tide behind to hesitate, and then decisively turned around and left.
They would rather attack the lines of other chapters and rush through the Titans' fire than confront these madmen.
Until the next wave of unsuspecting demons muster up the courage to charge here again.
......
The spear tip of the Imperial Army team saw Magnus from a distance. Every time he fought Dorn, his injuries would become more serious. Dorn was stuck behind him, and every wave of psychic counterattacks was accurate. Block with shield.
Several Sisters of Silence died, and Magnus struggled to knock the bodies off the "city".
The blood of the untouchable was stained on the demon primarch's armor and face, and it was unclear whether it was the original crimson color of his skin or the blood of loyalty.
The horned armor is riddled with holes. In such a situation, physical attacks cannot defeat him, and only anti-psionic power can break him.
The body of the demon primarch shattered, and he staggered forward. The blade pushed from his back to his chest, and passed out from the center of the two broken horns, piercing his second heart. If that wasn't A decorative word.
"My brother is atoning for his sins, and you, despicable traitor, I will not let you leave like this."
Rogal Dorn had been fighting in the Webway for so long. When these soldiers arrived, he couldn't wait to inquire about the situation outside.
Constantine told him that the Wolf King and the loyal fragments of Magnus had been hiding while collecting more fragments, fighting the Daemon Primarch for eleven thousand years, and now the pieced together large fragment was resurrecting the Emperor.
Big shards hunting small shards?
Then you, despicable traitor, can you be broken by me?
The offense and defense have changed, now it's our turn to hunt you.
Rogal Dorn grabbed the opponent with one hand, performed the Wolf King's signature move, and once again broke Magnus's back.
The incapacitated Daemon Primarch looked at Stubborn Stone, who was straddling himself, abandoning his blade and holding up his shield with both hands.
Magnus thought it was another powerful shield attack, so he closed his one eye and braced himself.
The expected attack did not come, and he heard a "click".
Exuberant curiosity forced him to open his eyes, and he saw the golden armor running at full power, and the terrifying power of the original body tore this ancient relic shield apart.
In Magnus' horrified eyes, he saw Rogal Dorn forcibly tearing off the bones of the Untouchables, which were reinforced with reinforced ceramics and edged with adamantine.
"Crack." There was another crisp sound. Rogdorn broke a rib, and the broken sharp bone suddenly fell down and inserted into the body of the original body.
"You are the devil! The false emperor..."
"Pfft~" There was a very clear sound, and a bone spur pierced into Magnus's mouth, nailing his tongue to the roof of his mouth.
Magnus used all his strength to try to overthrow Dorne with his psychic powers, but he failed.
He didn't lie on the black stone, he lay on the adamantine corpse of the Iron Warrior.
"I want my brother back!"
Another bone spur penetrated Magnus's one eye, and the burst of spiritual energy almost melted the bone.
"Break apart, evil soul fragments, and my brothers will cleanse you!"
Why did those little fragments of loyalty turn evil after being integrated into the body of a demon prince like you?
The blessing of the Emperor's living saint is infused into the loyal Magnus fragment. Why can't it purify your daemon fragment?
Break it for me!
Dorn tore open the horned armor, and the crimson skin cracked inch by inch. The golden fist suddenly fell, and the red crystal-like flesh was shattered into pieces. The injuries were so deep that the bones were visible.
The Untouchable's spine was forced into Magnus' body.
This scene looked so horrifying that the team of Sisters of Silence who came from the side hesitated for a moment, wondering whether Dorn would kill them and stuff them into the body of the demon primarch.
The second team of supporting nuns has just joined the battlefield.
The next moment, they felt that they would kill themselves in front of the battle without the Primarch taking action.
One bone after another was inserted into Magnus's body. Dorn didn't know how to break this bastard, nail these bones to the entire body, and then cut it into pieces one by one?
The skeleton contains 206 bones.
How should the skull be inserted?
Magnus trembled with fear.
"Give my brother back!" It wasn't just Magnus.
Dorn roared, he didn't know if he was crying, the clear liquid seeped into the other person's body along the gaps where the bones were nailed.
Can the Primarch cry? The answer is yes.
Will Donne cry?
No one can say for sure.
The Daemons of Tzeentch went crazy, but an adamantine wall composed of a thousand Iron Warriors and a thousand Imperial Fists blocked their path to charge.
Dozens of big demons came together, and even Constantine found it difficult.
The adamantine city wall will not give an inch of ground.
Dorn was about to tear open Magnus's head and stuff the skull of Sister Silence inside. This scene would make even the Wolf King, who calls himself a barbarian, speechless.
"Give me back my brother!" he roared, his voice hoarse as if from too long a war.
The Mechanicum's troops quickly bypassed the large hole created by the Titan salvo. The opponent seemed to be motionless. The power of the witchcraft must have been exhausted.
They were the troops responsible for converting the polarity of the Black Stone. They were led by a clone of Caul and quickly rushed to the captured strategic location.
When Caul's clone successfully completed the polarity transformation and reconnected the chain to the remains of the black stone spire, he flew to the black stone as if to take credit, and went to congratulate the great Primarch of the Imperial Fist, once again for The Emperor regained his position.
He saw a horrifying scene.
"The Great Sage."
"I'm here."
"Can these broken black stones help me build a coffin? Well, like that one."
"now?"
"Well, I want to take my brother back."
Rogal Dorn sat on top of Magnus's "corpse". It was undeniable that the demon primarch below seemed to be still moving.
On the edge, Ralph directly used his power weapon to dig a hole in a huge black stone fragment, put Ina's body in, and carried it on his back.
From now on, their mission is to survive until the end and bring the body back.