paranoianovel Chapter 406 Khorne: Keep fighting, the more intense the better!
Chapter 406 Khorne: Keep fighting, the more intense the better!
The adamantine warrior phalanx was rising and falling in the endless sea of demons. Ammo was running out, and the two sides entered a brutal close combat.
Anti-psychic energy and blood god corruption constantly impact the minds of Primaris warriors alternately. They will not be corrupted for the time being, but they are severely tortured mentally.
"Those damn Dark Angels won't be wiped out. We have advanced too far and are far away from the position below us."
"I hope the position is still there, brother, but that's not a good chance."
"Everyone, move forward another 400 steps. If you can't find those guys, retreat."
The adamantine warrior felt his movement speed speed up.
No, it was the ground below that was shaking violently.
Sand and soil splashed, huge rocks danced in the air, and in the extremely low visibility, one could even see the vampire being pierced by the rocks.
"Defense array, perimeter warriors, protect!"
The warrior on the outermost side entered a defensive posture, and everything on the ground turned over. A crazy wall of dust and sand appeared in front of it, squeezing crazily towards this side.
"What kind of witchcraft is it again? A dense array."
The adamantine warriors leaned closely together, and demons, gravels, local plants, wild power swords, and passively flying Ryan cubs began to fall from the sky...
Before the battle, the soldiers in front were beaten to pieces, and everything was thrown at my face.
The soldiers in the second row also have to use melee weapons to make up for it twice to help the soldiers in front relieve the pressure.
The warrior behind is...
It’s similar to Haidilao, no, Tiantianlao.
...
Unfortunately, this is not a witchcraft storm, this is a physical shock wave.
When the storm subsided, most of the warriors' bodies were buried in the sand and gravel. The demons who accidentally entered the formation screamed and were filled with terrifying power, and were then trampled to pieces by the warriors.
The surrounding demons were also blown to unknown places and were in a mess.
The soldier at the front struggled to peel off the things on his face. The heavenly nun was of little use. Her back had been smashed by countless broken wood and sharp rocks. On the other side, a high-level nun wearing a force feedback armor was found. Unfortunately, the storm was so strong that my brains were shaken.
Some dark angels who were seriously injured and comatose woke up and found that they were surrounded by huge adamantine armors. They stood up and wanted to fight again, but found that their weapons had been lost.
"In the name of the God-Emperor." A Primaris warrior from an unknown battle group jumped up and wanted to grab the Adamantite warrior's power broadsword. The other few were very smart. Some pretended to be dead and waited for the opportunity, and some prepared secretly. He ran away and reported the location of the Adamantine Warriors to his comrades, requesting artillery fire.
The adamantine warrior looked up and saw a huge impact crater in the distance. A battleship-class ship plunged deeply into the earth in an upside-down posture. There were flames everywhere. It was hard to imagine that any creature could escape from this scale. They survived the disaster, but the warriors knew that the devil could always break out.
"Don't bother, the broad sword at the back is not easy to take down." The broad sword hanging on the back of the adamantine warrior is very high, and the son of Ryan who is missing arms and legs cannot reach it.
"Don't use the name of the God Emperor. If the Emperor can stand up, his big mouth will probably give you a swollen face."
"You bunch of traitors who blasphemed the God-Emperor..." The most fanatical religious sect in the Dark Angel sub-group struggled to get up, and then was held down by the adamantine warrior.
arms? Just kidding, no matter how fast our hands are, if you can keep the power armor, it is too difficult to dismantle the armor on the battlefield.
"Where are your brothers? The devil is coming again. Look over there."
The big golden hand grasped his head and slowly turned it to that side.
The flames and explosions of the battleship wreckage gradually became weird. The demon crawled out of the gap, and the subspace energy scattered by the sudden fall regrouped.
"The God Emperor protects us, my brothers will crush the enemy, including you, prepare to repent..."
The adamantine warrior is really speechless and has the toughest mouth in the whole body.
"Close the team, those Dark Angels do whatever they want, we don't care."
"Holy punishment..."
"Evacuate and issue an extermination order. The devil will die anyway, either by chopping it up or by blowing it up."
"......"
The seriously injured soldier finally woke up a little. He subconsciously wanted to threaten, but another voice of multi-line thinking roared in his mind, "After all the fighting, are they afraid of revenge?"
"In the east, due east." Dark Angel pointed to the inverted battleship in front of him, "I was blown over there. The Phobos armor is too light, but the brothers wearing the Invader type should still be there."
"Okay, all troops will move in a direction of 5 degrees east by north."
You are a captured angel, what would you think?
He must be trying to find a way to get these adamantine warriors to get between his family and the demon group, blocking the demon group for their comrades who have just recovered from the storm.
So can we let you succeed? After taking a rough look at the map, there is a small valley and a fissure in the ground ahead. It may be the area where they fight, or that is the only area that we cannot fully observe on the way forward.
The adamantine warrior picked up the seriously injured angel. One arm was missing, one arm was disabled, and the condition of the thigh was unknown. Anyway, only one arm could be controlled. Once the hanging buckle at the back was opened, it was hung in the empty weapon slot at the back of the adamantine backpack, where a power broadsword should have been.
"Stop shouting and recite the Emperor's Hymn when you have time. Is your armor sacred? My shield is broken and you have to block the fire..."
In this way, the seriously injured soldier swayed on the adamantine veteran's body and slowly walked towards the front of the battle line.
.......
The Angel of Absolution's squad has lost half its battle-brothers.
They gathered around a sacred object.
The Void Amplification Collar is an artifact that can completely suppress all surrounding subspace forces like the Sisters of Silence, and the psykers with it can still fight their own battles. It is too rare, much rarer than Sister Silence. If they could, the angels would rather use the bones of Sister Silence than use it.
This mysterious weapon dates back to the conquests between the World Eaters and the Iron Hands during the Great Crusade, and was subsequently crafted into a psychic headband. After being delivered to the Emperor, a very small number remained in the custody of the First Legion.
The Angels of Absolution gathered around, and a Deathwing force approached. Their mission was to find the Fallen Angels, but no trace of the Fallen Angels was found either from the mortals on the other side or from the group of demons that appeared.
"The appearance of those traitors is always accompanied by a large number of deaths, and the current situation is completely consistent." A terminator said, but was immediately refuted.
"Don't deceive yourself, we need conclusive evidence, at least a reasonable guess." This Deathwing team of the Angel of Absolution is led by a Holy Fearless and leads six Terminator warriors.
"I smell the fallen, it's everywhere." The fearless man was sometimes calm and sometimes sick. He just finished retorting to the young man and wanted to charge towards the fallen battleship.
"Oh! Look who I found! An antique from the 36K period... Oh, young people are so enviable." The voice came from the sky, and a large group of demons approached here, Mal Bass stretched his wings and shouted excitedly to the descendants of Lane below.
The ancient armor from the legion period is equipped with a head like a Caliban beast, and the appearance of Malbas's body is always taunting the Dark Angel.
The fallen angels appeared openly in the sky above the Children of Lane, and everything they did seemed to be to crush the First Legion and kill all the proud dark angels.
The bone-white fearless shredded the sky with dense explosive bombs, but could not tear apart the fire clouds that filled the sky.
The dark wings surged in the sea of clouds, and the pulse of war drove the demons of the Blood God, who swooped down from the air...
Malbas almost jumped into the battle group of the Angels of Absolution alone. After injuring an angel, he stretched himself out and flew back to the group of strangely moving demons in the hail of holy bombs.
Obviously, the golden centurion array in the distance is more challenging. Most importantly, Khorne remembered Yifeng's request to sit on his Skull Throne.
The Blood God is particularly fond of the heads of adamantine warriors, and this is engraved into the heart of the Khorne demon like a subconscious.
Marbas almost cursed, but the rain of bullets below forced him to carefully control his body and turn back to attack as quickly as possible.
Some demons that broke out from the land arrived on the battlefield and began to fight with the Angel of Absolution. Blessed by the Chaos Gods, these guys could kill the enemies well.
Malbas adjusted his posture and flew down from the sky.
This time, the target he was eyeing was standing at an angle, with the blade hidden underneath and ready to go.
Come and see the power of the Daemon Prince, long live the Chaos Gods!
Just as Malbas was thinking this, he suddenly felt dizzy and dizzy, as if he was drowning. The psychic headband seized the opportunity to activate, causing an indescribable impact on the Demon Prince.
The fleshy wings became dry, and the sharp claws became fragile. They looked like dead trees in the desert. They shattered to pieces as soon as they were broken. The head of the Caliban beast roared, looking for the source of discomfort.
The fearless reaction was quick. The veteran calmly directed the invader warriors to suppress the enemy with firepower, and let the Terminator protect the warrior in the psychic headband. The two Terminator veterans stepped forward to behead the enemy.
The next moment, he opened fire while rushing towards Malbas, as if he would stuff the sacred bolt gun into the opponent's mouth and shoot fiercely.
Another weapon of Dauntless is the Annihilation Ion Cannon. This weapon is extremely difficult to use because the range is too close and the killing range is too large, making it easy to hurt yourself.
The trajectory of the heavy ion bomb was parabolic, pressing from above like a mortar, forcing Malbas to be unable to use his demon wings and could only attack from the ground.
"Who do you think you are facing!" Marbas' roar was more furious than the beasts on Caliban.
The huge body is extremely dexterous, and ordinary warriors only feel that their eyes are blurred, and the opponent's figure disappears from their eyes.
But the veteran Terminator reacted and slammed into the side in an impact stance.
The opponent reached the psychic headband just a little bit and pulled out the relic along with the Primaris warrior's head. The Terminator knocked it away and the other gave him a plasma gun.
At this moment, the fearless Annihilation Ion Cannon finally landed, and large areas of land were melted by plasma, as if a small pool of magma was created.
Fearless was still charging, and Malbas took a moment to wonder if the opponent was corrupted by the Skull Seat and wanted to kill him head-on. The next moment, Fearless lowered his head, and the mysterious gravity weapon hidden behind him was activated.
Someone who specializes in catching fallen angels, who hasn’t ordered some relics yet?
The gravity stance covered most of the area, wrapping several warriors together with Malbas.
"Isn't the support here yet? I need the Demon's Cage."
Not even a few minutes after Malbas showed up, Old Fearless angrily began to scold Deathwing for being slow in providing support.
Most of the death wings of the Angel of Absolution are scattered on this battlefield, but the death wings of the Angel of Darkness...
Let’s put it this way, the airdrop warehouse has already hit the face.
In addition to Deathwing, Azmodai also unlocked the true unparalleled ability.
Who's going to stop me from catching the fallen angel?
A long crimson path appears among the World Eaters' ships. The Blood God set his sights here, but the old interrogation priest ignored the Blood God's gaze with absolute loyalty and furiously fought back through the gap in the battleship.
At this time, the two warships were very close because of the "fish spear".
Azmodai jumped directly back to the battle barge with the help of the explosion, and quickly organized a force to land downwards.
He could even see the brief traces left by the tail flames of the Deathwing support drop pods streaking through the atmosphere.
......
Since the Sword of Silence was shattered when the last Deathwing Grand Master Belial died, and the Techmarine was helpless with a large pile of ancient fragments, this Grand Master carried another sacred object.
We generally call it the Caliban Behemoth Slaying Knife.
An ancient relic whose absolute power can only be exerted by the absolutely faithful is now in the hands of the pure in heart.
The pure one just wants to wield the knife in the confession of the fallen angel.
The Deathwing Master's airdrop pod hit Malbas with such precision that it almost pinned the demon prince beneath the pod.
The huge beast-slaying knife left the airdrop compartment earlier than the Grand Master's cavalry armor.
The sharp cold light announced his arrival. Malbas looked at this weapon with nostalgia. There used to be many beast-slaying knives placed in the deep fortress of Caliban, but with the explosion of the mother planet, these The weapons were scattered everywhere.
"Caliban is gone, it's time for it to die."
The machine soul of the beast-killing sword has not fluctuated at all, and the moody decomposition stance generator has connected itself with the soul of the user.
Facing Malbas's verbal provocation, the Grand Master of Deathwing responded with his blade, repelling the demon prince with one sword.
Wuwei jumped up happily, found the opportunity, and swung hard at the demon prince who was flying towards his face. He used the barrel of the bolter as a stick to hit the enemy.
Malbas flew the Dreadnought away. The Deathwing Master's attack knocked him out of the range of the psychic headband. The price was that his wings were damaged. He had to find a way to repair his body, otherwise he would be unable to fly. .
"You have nowhere to run."
The sound of engines emerged from the raging tide of Khorne demons. Azmodai cursed the transport ship pilot for deviating from the channel, while leading the Crow Wing's elite troops to use their speed advantage to tear apart the demon front and penetrate this battlefield.
......
The adamantine warriors said, I don’t know which one came first, the surprise or the fright. Just now it was raining demons from the sky, and now a Dreadnought has fallen, lying on the ground with all four legs in the air.
At first glance, it is bone white (the painting of the Angel of Absolution itself is bone white, and the death wings of the Angel of Darkness are also bone white)
So what, when will you die?
The adamantine warrior is like the grudge in the wet market, squatting between the twenty-dollar live fish pond and the ten-dollar dead fish pond, waiting for the live fish to turn its belly, and then take it for ten dollars!
The stuck Fearless was completely used as a bunker by the soldiers. Fighting with the vampires was very dangerous. The battle soon turned into a hand-to-hand fight with one knife after another. The soldiers who had been mentally tortured for a long time began to suffer from blurred vision and headaches. It is no longer possible to accurately predict the trajectory of the opponent's sword swing.
The war has been going on for too long, so long that there are not many Dark Angels left who fell to the ground with them.
"Hey, are you still alive?"
"Give me...the knife..."
I don't know if the one hanging behind wanted a knife, or if the soldier gave him a knife to end his life.
"We have to retreat. If nothing else happens, you will have to spend your whole life leisurely in a cage. Just treat it as retirement."
"I @%￥#￥\u0026!!!"
This adamantine warrior force began to retreat unsteadily. We are here to rescue the Dark Angels. Now that their airdrop pod has fallen, we must not be needed anymore.
Call the People's Light, make room in the cage...
As for the flagship cage at this time, Situ Val took a deep breath and smiled at the Midnight Lord.
After three hundred years of saying nothing, it’s time for you to enjoy and enjoy the peaceful life.
Recall these three hundred years of wonderful days. You will recall these wonderful days over and over again, even if they are peaceful and boring days that can drive most people crazy.
Stuart Val injected a potion into his body, which was similar to the effect of the Dark Sacrament. Veterans of the eternal war and even some old Imperial Space Marines will perform this ritual. They will selectively forget some things and let them His memory remains full and his spirit regains its former sharpness.
Situ Val's dose of medicine condensed these three hundred years.
The torture begins.
It’s time to use the torture tools brought from the Night Veil, and even let the Night Lord instruct them on how to use them.
That dose of potion forces the Night Lord to recall the good days of three hundred years every moment. Even if the executioner's actions are not comparable to what he once did, he is still in endless pain now.
Things like pain need to be compared. The entire Eighth Legion will not use this method of torture to extract confessions. It spans three hundred years and has complete patience for intelligence.
even.....
We didn't know what to ask, waiting for him to reveal some of the secrets he knew.
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The chaos in space begins to subside. As long as there are Adamantite Warriors, every ship is a trap, a trap large enough to kill ten times the enemy. Under extremely lucky circumstances, some World Eaters can Successfully shock our warriors to death, or shatter the eyepieces, and then spend a lot of time slicing through the adamantine to decapitate them.
Basically, when a small number of heads were presented to the skull base, the time for eating brains to obtain memories had passed, and the Blood God received very little information.
There isn't much progress on the Red Torrent ships, but on the Dark Angels ships...
"Supreme Master, we don't have enough crew members to drive our warships."
There were corpses everywhere. Azrael's killing speed could not keep up with the slaughter of a large number of World Eaters. The Star Sea Butchers killed all the creatures they could see with extremely high efficiency.
After Azrael slew a traitor who wasn't wearing battle armor, a portal was opened by the surrounding Chaos forces.
Every loyalist who was beheaded by the World Eaters had a thin thread of soul sprouting from his head. They condensed together and slid gently, breaking the barrier of reality.
The Bazi war gang was killed from the rift. They were covered in Krieg's blood. They were sent to this battlefield just after the last ax fell.
The Eight Sons Warband is composed of eight World Eaters from the same biological mother. It is extremely rare for eight children to become Astartes during the Great Crusade at the same time. After receiving the blessing of Khorne, they continued to fight without interruption. The slightest pause.
The Eight Sons sacrificed too many heads and blood, making each of them demonized. Not the kind of demonization that would lead to a demon prince like Marbas, but the kind of enhancement similar to Abaddon, at least like a human being.
Even if they die in battle, Khorne will bring them back.
Azrael felt a huge pressure, and the blessings on Bazi were more powerful than Kahn's. The first sword they just appeared was the most powerful, instantly knocking Azrael back to the wall.
With just one strike, he lost most of his maneuvering space.
The Paladin Honor Guard on the side was caught off guard by the enemy who suddenly appeared in the formation. After several rounds of fighting, they were repulsed by Bazi's powerful force and got farther and farther away from Azrael.
The World Eaters Legion also has some powerful weapons!
Especially the eight sons who appear now, each of them carries weapons that are treasures of the legion back then.
Azrael discovered that his opponent was holding a gravity jet axe. With the blessing of gravity, this sacred battle ax could split any storm shield, and the exhaust gas that provided energy for gravity would be ejected from the nozzle, accelerating the battle. ax.
At this moment, the sprayed gas has turned into blood, and the bone ax handle allows one to see a phantom sitting on the skull throne at a glance.
Azrael immediately analyzed the weakness of this weapon. Once he started slashing, it was difficult to change the direction significantly.
Especially right behind.
The ax struck down from above, and the attack of the Eighth Sons brought up a dry and hot wind.
Azriel took a step back, his powerpack hitting the wall, and he took another step forward, facing the blow that would have split the Terminator.