Warhammer: Decided to take the route of stars surrounding the warp

Chapter 496 Are you sure you want to have a close battle with the Blood Angels think tank?

The feint attack by the Genestealers was effective. At least 90% of the Blood Angels' Destroyer squads gathered at the front of the Red Tear.

The patriarch of the chicken thieves stood solemnly among a large number of elite troops. He was not the center of the plane, but the center of the three dimensions.

Pureblood chicken thieves surrounded it, teleporting as many as they could.

In praise of the Ten Thousand Armed God, the teleportation begins.

Mephiston's psychic energy exploded in the subspace, and two violent forces instantly appeared in the chaotic subspace. The black-red destructive psychic energy of the Blood Angel's chief think tank killed the opponent with an attitude of annihilating everything. The forces collided.

I don't know how many pure-blooded chicken thieves were thrown into the subspace. At the worst time, Mephiston's attack was directed at the opponent's clan leader. Although the total amount of spiritual energy was completely inferior to the opponent's, his spiritual energy was incomparable. Condensation and contact means mutual annihilation, and there is absolutely no entanglement.

The energy consumption of the void shield module was huge at a certain moment, but it was quickly reduced, and the transmission was only a very short time.

Dante received news from the battlefield that the enemy launched a gang-hopping gang, and the Red Tear was safe and sound.

The Red Tears were fine, and the chicken thieves' gang members were left behind.

The battle barge that was struggling to be towed behind the Red Tears was suddenly jumped by pure-blood thieves led by the clan leader. Although they suffered heavy losses, less than half of them were able to enter the battleship. They were not stuck in the wall, and only twenty-three out of ten were able to move freely. , but still caused a devastating blow to the battle barge behind.

Suddenly, the Blood Angels were attacked from both sides.

Dante did not panic. He asked the areas of the ship that had not yet been captured to immediately begin to seal themselves off, blow up passages, and block intersections.

The battle barge that was attacked was ordered to stay away from the ship group immediately, take off its chains, and drive the ship as far away as possible.

Far enough away from the opponent's jumping range.

This is an arduous task. The priests of the Mechanicus ordered to open a large valve at great risk. The storm of heat dissipated by the ion engine will pour out from the breach. Even the gene stealers cannot withstand this intensity of radiation. Of course, Neither can servitors.

This almost puts the battle barge into a permanent state of acceleration, and he plans to cut off several other energy supply pipes and force the ion engine to stop, and then slowly repair the damage.

This behavior was not at all like the work of a Mechanicus, and even the priest's apprentices strongly protested against his actions of harming the sacred battle barge.

The abnormal vibration made the Genestealer's nest master quickly feel the danger. He was controlling the crew, just like a normal chicken thief corrupting mortals to join the Genetic Cult. It encountered strong resistance from the servant army.

However, the mechanical priest's private behavior was not notified to other crew members, so it was naturally impossible to know.

The priest's personal skitarii are blocking the entrance. Most of them have been transformed into machines. He is the most hated enemy for the genestealers.

His cannon fire killed many pure-blood chicken thieves, until the clan leader lost his remaining patience and used powerful psychic energy to crush him.

The Blood Angels' troops struggled to resist the opponent. They could only rely on a very small number of second-generation adamantine armors to temporarily isolate themselves from psychic interference. This is very rare, because most of the Adamantine Armor has been sent to the battlefield of the Webway, and at most two pairs remain in a war group.

The battle was carried out in despair. Plasma and explosive bombs were flying freely in the corridors. Biological bombs and revenge bombs had been put into the battlefield. Now the Blood Angels could no longer think about the correct weapons to use to attack the enemy. A large number of Long-range weapons were all sent to the Red Tears, and they used whatever they had on hand.

This battle barge was falling at an extremely fast speed, and other battle groups nearby immediately sent support ships.

Several motherships from other battle groups entered the battlefield, and some ships equipped with giant hooks that could drag enemy ships took over the position of the battle barge that was involved in the accident. Their methods were various and strange, and the damage they caused to the running Red Tears was also great. Not the same.

Some giant hooks are deeply embedded in the armor of the battleship, even affecting the internal passages. Some simply rely on super strong magnetic adsorption and look like equipment for salvaging scrap ships.

Many ships worked together to tow the space hulk away. The human navy's defense array stopped firing and began to move and turn.

They discover a second space hulk.

.....

Dante's ability is more than enough to handle the current war situation, but he cannot allow a battle barge that has been affiliated with the Blood Angels for three thousand years to completely fall like this, or even be blown to pieces by the Imperial Navy in the name of purification.

The Angel of Baal refused to be silent at this point, so Mephiston stopped him and summoned half of the Blood Guard and a squad of Mark X power armor.

"I will destroy them, Chapter Master." Dante had rarely heard Mephiston address him as Chapter Master so seriously.

He was also very tired after the psychic battle, but he cheered up and flew with his team towards the attacked ship in a fast shuttle boat.

After some soldiers left, the firepower on the front line gradually thinned out.

"Invest the third regiment of the Sun Auxiliary Army and cooperate in the battle."

The attacking Sun Auxiliary launched an attack under the cover of Imperial fighter planes. Their precise marksmanship suppressed the enemies climbing up from under the chains, and began to build a small advantageous bunker for close combat.

They are well-trained and good at using every conceivable aspect to create advantages. In some cases, they even surpass the Blood Angels, because angels do not need to consider factors such as strength.

Suddenly, something happened to the Empire's fighter planes. Because they couldn't use bombers, which would destroy the connecting chains, they had to use turbolaser cannons and explosive bomb shooting, which meant that if they weren't careful, they would fall apart. Too close.

Using their enhanced thighs, some of the Genestealers took off with all their might and grabbed an Imperial fighter jet, killing its pilot.

The out-of-control fighter jet flew towards the Red Tears and hit a defensive position on one side of the chain.

All this happened so suddenly that the battleship's close-in defense guns didn't even have time to turn, and because the rapid-turning thunder cannons were not powerful enough, the anti-infantry missiles were unable to cause effective damage to the thick Imperial space fighters. All they could do was watch. It crashed into the side of the position.

There was a window of firepower there, and the thieves seized this opportunity and quickly approached the shooting distance of the melta gun.

"We will bring about real death."

In an instant, several light beams lit up from the battlefield, and a Terminator team entered the battlefield. The slight deviation in the teleportation caused some of them to be suspended in the air twenty meters, and some were on top of the seriously injured corpse. The teleportation was calibrated in the mid-air. No warriors were stuck in the wall.

The ferocious firepower immediately destroyed the enemy, requiring the weapons held by the Terminator's hands. The tongues of fire spewed out by the ion storm from the red torrent could repel hundreds of pure-blood chicken thieves at once, with that plasma density. Can make the mechanical priest jump on the spot.

"Commander Dante, we need a long-term fire support platform."

"TECH SERGEANT!!!"

"Who's calling me?"

The love from the red torrent, a small gift to the Lamenters and the Angels of Dawn, was transferred to the Blood Angels' secret weapon, Flying Train No. 9!

The Empire's air weapons platforms were expensive and difficult to use.

It’s easy to use and expensive. The resources consumed every time it is dispatched are astronomical. It can only face enemies who lack air defense means in order to destroy the enemy without any damage.

It's not easy to use because it either flies very fast or has a small ammunition capacity.

Flying Train No. 9 makes up for this shortcoming. It is characterized by being cheap enough, carrying a large bomb load, and flying slowly enough. Slowness has become a big advantage when this kind of chicken thief has no ability to shoot in the air.

The limitation of the size of the carriage determines that it cannot carry too terrifying weapons. The anti-aircraft laser cannons on the dragon's spine can only win by quantity.

Just right, you can't shoot the huge chain with too strong an attack.

The Flying Train became the best choice. It appeared when the Genestealer Patriarch, the only threat that could pose a threat, jumped to other places.

They don't have a high priest in human form, and the attached psychic units are pitifully weak.

The Flying Little Train stretched its figure, hung upside down and started shooting. It was slowly traveling between three huge chains. Most of the carriages were opened, and the Blood Angels standing inside also joined the shooting. There is plenty of ammunition on the side.

The Blood Angels suppressed this battlefield very well.

.....

On the other side, Mephiston is urging the pilot to fly faster. The last words shouted by his battle barge are: "Don't get close, don't get close!"

The warships trying to rescue were all hovering outside the jumping distance and did not dare to actually jump over.

The leader of the Genestealers could really use another gang-hopping move to spread the attack further.

Mephiston decided to carry out a beheading operation to solve the incident with a textbook beheading operation.

Although other Chapters could no longer receive the message, the channel belonging to the Blood Angels was reconnected after Mephiston's psychic powers were strengthened, and he made contact with about ten warriors and a Dreadnought in the battleship.

The soldiers suffered heavy casualties and retreated deep into the battleship where the technical sergeants were stationed. The gene seed bank was contaminated. Fortunately, due to the existence of the flagship, the battleship only saved about half a company of gene seeds.

The war did not turn into a siege war because of their retreat. The servant armies were still fighting. They were killing each other. The spiritual corruption of the genetic sect was far more serious than imagined. The leader of this tribe was too powerful, although the spiritual energy had not been restored for the time being. , but the fluctuations it emits can even make people think it is a god.

Some servants even believed that he was the incarnation of Holy Leth who had come here. Such blasphemous thoughts spread among the ships like a plague.

It seemed that there was a battle everywhere, the spilled wine and blood blended together, the portrait of the holy angel fell from the wall, covered the loyal body, burned to ashes with him, the fighting servant took up the representative for the first time The power sword of honor, that was picked up from the corpses of mighty veterans, they were weak, they fought.

After Mephiston understood the situation, the archangel's anger began to burn uncontrollably from his heart.

"My left hand holds darkness, and my right hand holds death. My existence is only destruction, and there is no guarantee of saving any brothers. The only thing that can be confirmed is that I will kill all enemies for the sake of Saint Les!"

Mephiston released powerful psychic spells in the roar. Only by killing all enemies can he calm down his anger. The machine soul of this spaceship fell into a state of extreme fanaticism, and the entire ship flew rapidly with a strange trajectory. near.

The genetic sect was short of manpower, and sporadic forts fired cannonballs, leaving no possibility of intercepting the incoming ships.

Like Mephiston, the ship crashed into the hangar of the battle barge, colliding with other transport aircraft parked inside.

The psychic energy directly tore open the damaged door. Mephiston's weapon is a chain sword. Now he has firmly locked on the powerful opponent with psychic energy.

"The Warp is filled with darkness and destruction. I am responsible for destruction, destruction until all light is extinguished and only darkness remains...I accept my responsibility."

Mephiston murmured in anger, completely unaware of the Emperor's light... Ha, the Emperor is the Lord of Darkness, that makes sense.

If there is no Yifeng.

Yifeng looked at them and said silently: "You have entered a trap. Forget it. If you can't hear it, you can solve it."

Mephiston's team was surrounded, or rather, they were born to be surrounded.

With the standard configuration of flamethrowers and power swords, the Primaris warriors followed closely behind the Librarian. In front of them were endless enemies and flashing psychic powers. Mephiston could use more than ten psychic lightning strikes at the same time. Different pure-blooded chicken thieves move at high speed, and cut the enemies in front with their swords.

"Knowledge is the repository of disaster, and I have mastered it and used it where it should be, on your heads!"

The think tank director once again poured out his spiritual energy. He found that the enemy's powerful spiritual energy was moving quickly and the opponent was running away.

"Delaying time is useless, you can't stop me!" He felt that the enemy's spiritual power had been weakened a lot, and he must have been injured in the previous confrontation.

Mephiston's speed became faster and faster, and he began to directly use psychic energy to blast away the equipment blocking the way, and fought all the way forward.

Another powerful gathering of psychic energy is the Navigators and Astropaths, who are also psykers.

But Mephiston received no response to any of his psychic contacts, and he believed there was a trap.

Just when he was about to successfully approach the enemy, a swarm of psychic attacks came from the side like a tide.

As the Emperor began to have no time to care about these navigators, their corruption became easier, and the power granted by the Emperor to see the Star Torch in the Warp became unstable as the resurrection began.

Some Navigators have grown stronger and shone like living saints, some have been abandoned entirely, and now it's clearly the latter.

The corruption of the Gene Cult changed their perception, making them believe that those rushing towards them were traitors of the World Eaters.

After being attacked, Mephiston paused briefly, and the powerful spiritual energy in front turned back at the same time.

The nest master turned back to fight, throwing the adamantium armor that had been hidden under him at the Blood Angels' Librarian.

Do you think I was seriously injured in the confrontation with you just now and my spiritual power is weakened? No, I just kept leaning on this adamantine armor. Go to hell, just like the owner of this armor.

Mephiston immediately realized that he had underestimated the opponent. It not only had powerful psychic powers, but also a strong physical body. It could easily tear apart the Leman Russ tank, jump on the head of the Titan, and fly away grabbing the adamantium armor. .

This is a clan leader, an extremely huge and strong being.

The flying adamantine armor weakened him slightly. The psychic energy of both sides collided in the air. The huge claws fell from the air, relying on the tyranny of the physical body to split open this experienced "quasi-thousand-year veteran".

It can defeat most think tanks in this way. The problem is that this is the Blood Angel.

A Blood Angel who controls the Black Rage.

Mephiston dodged the attack with a strength and speed that a Primaris warrior should not have, and used his chainsword to cut off the tip of the incoming claw directly.

He used psychic energy to amplify his body. No one knew how he did it. His expression became ferocious, and his eyes became bloodthirsty and cruel.

He did it on purpose.

He rushed towards the opponent at an extremely fast speed, chanting a counter-curse in his mouth, and passed through the bodies of several pure-blood chicken thieves. Spiritual energy flowed through his body, and the red armor was covered with blue flames. Like a meteor crashing into the enemy group.

.....

There was a violent explosion on the battle barge, and its huge light could even be seen on the Red Tears. The bird servants recorded the "effective damage" (to the battleship) with devastating energy.

Mephiston's power escaped from his control after the collision. Compared with the previous collision, the psychic turbulence was already a pile of dirt under the mountain, but the surrounding Blood Angels were being swallowed by the black rage under its influence.

The elite Holy Blood Guards struggled to control themselves, but other recruited power armor warriors were not so lucky.

The roars throughout the cabin showed that this place was on the verge of losing control.

"Come back, inheritor of the holy blood. Dedication is the virtue of Holy Leth, not killing." The sacred language burst out from the voice of steel, and some of the thoughts that had been engraved in the minds of the warrior recruits were gradually replaced by Awakening, that is an ancient skill, requires the best priests to do it.

A Dreadnought carries a chief priest. He has forgotten how many years he has lived, but he still remembers his responsibilities.

When the "support" arrived, the pure-blood chicken thieves in front of the door of the technical sergeant's room retreated. The ten or so soldiers who were standing there rushed out under the leadership of Wuwei, trying to fight a beautiful front and rear pincer attack with the reinforcements. Now it seems , it would be great to be able to reduce a few people into the death company.

Mephiston collided with the giant chicken thief, surrounded by blood and minced meat. The think tank director's shoulder was pierced, but the psychic power of Black Fury sealed the wound, but instead the "hole" in the shoulder was filled with blood. The black flames were tumbling, looking even more terrifying.

The clan leader has been trying to use psychic energy to crush the opponent. The control-type psychic energy has never stopped, and the effect... is better than nothing.

The chain sword was now inserted under the chicken thief's chest. If it were a human, it would be where the stomach would be.

During the stalemate, a psychic strike broke the deadlock. The violent psychic impact just now awakened an Astropath who had been corrupted by the Gene Religion. She panted and prayed to the Emperor, bravely gathering her strength. Blast towards the "behemoth" (spiritual level), and then fall completely.

Yifeng saw this fleeting scene.

"The outcome is decided," he said.

The Blood Angels didn't think so, and some warriors even argued with the priest Fearless during the frenzied killing.

"This is not a curse! This is the last gift our father gave us, letting us know in desperate situations that we must fight bravely like him, bravely show the enemy the final dignity of the Astartes, and tell the enemy with everything we have , the empire is invincible!"

"Take control of yourself. You are the master of this body. Don't let anger control your behavior. Use your will to control anger. Wake up, Son of the Holy Blood..."

While this debate was taking place, some warriors had already begun to massacre the remaining people who had witnessed the incident, such as those who had temporarily escaped being attacked by the chicken thieves because they had fallen into the genetic sect, and those corrupted navigators.

Several psykers were screaming wildly, their shrill voices getting louder and louder amid the roar of explosive bombs, destroying the eardrums of the living.

Explosive bombs hovered around them, and then promethium flames sprayed towards them.

In an instant, the chicken thieves sensed the death of the node creatures, the patriarch disappeared into their psychic communication network, and the gene stealers retreated instantly.

The few enemies that were already there began to flee, and the psykers froze for a moment as their control weakened, and then turned into a writhing flame.

"The combat barge has been recovered and cleaning operations are underway."

It was a long process, and any remaining thief could start a rebellion on the lower deck.

There were a large number of scratches on Mephiston's body, some of which were completely cut through the armor. If he hadn't forcibly used psychic energy to deflect the opponent, every trace here would have qualified as the cause of his death.

"How are you doing? Commander Dante."

"Live up to the blood of Saint Leth!"

.....

Big beads of sweat emerged from Yifeng's head, and then it performed its task - washing the body of the Primaris warriors.

The tremors had become more pronounced.

The picture heading towards the soul is becoming clearer and clearer.

Thought 1: "I am Yifeng, the thirteenth recruit of the Green Temple of the White Scars. The instructor is Flo. I officially serve in the third combat group of the fourth company. Our ship is the Sword of Vengeance. The war group is very poor and everyone sleeps together..."

Thought 2: "No, the flagship is the Blessing Forest, and the name has not been changed at that time."

Thought 1: "The Forest of Blessing is its current name, which was changed after its restoration."

Thought 2: "No, I used this name at that time, changed it during the final battle, and then changed it back after the restoration."

Thought 1: "How to prove that it was you who made the mistake, not me?"

This is a serious question, involving which one is the orthodox memory of Yifeng and which one has been tampered with.

Yifeng was very lucky to discover this matter in advance, and... there was no solution.