boom!
The warhammer and the power ax collided head-on. The 3.5-meter silver giant and the God-chosen champion with the blessing of Khorne came close to wrestle. They were less than half a meter away. Looking at each other, the two people could even hear each other breathing.
The balance of the pure force confrontation was maintained for less than half a second. Calvin used his strength again and overturned the opponent. Before he could pursue him, the bullets covered by the veterans behind Talos had already reached him.
The right hand wearing the lightning claw is open and stretched, and at least 50 explosive bombs are burning with tail flames on the psychic shield in front of him. What arrived earlier than that was a shameful close-range sneak attack with a plasma pistol.
Looking up, Talos, who had rolled backwards and stood up, was putting away the plasma pistol in his hand.
Obviously, even without the cover of these veterans, the Khorne champion in front of him still has his own means of saving his life.
"Bah! You guys are so dirty when it comes to tactics!"
With his eyes fixed on Talos, he spat on the ground casually. Amidst the rustling sound of the ground corroding, Calvin calmly lowered the hand he had stretched out to his waist.
The next second, the silver figure emerged again and rushed towards Talos through the locks of several bolt guns. Behind the two fighting men, the Gray Knights' Terminators and the Chaos Space Marines also began to engage in brutal close combat.
boom! boom! boom! boom!
The battle between the two giants became intense, with the sound of huge weapons clashing and the storm raging around them.
One side possesses strange strength and agility that are far beyond comprehension, while the other side is the blood god who relies on martial arts to obtain the blessing of Khorne in endless killings.
Each blow of Calvin's war hammer was faster than the other, and the "mission" became more and more important. Talos, who could still maintain an equal balance of offense and defense with his advantage in martial arts, soon fell into a situation where he had more defense and less offense.
He's quite resistant to beating this thing!
Calvin's face was expressionless, but he was surprised at the opponent's skills. Can he only be said to be the winner of the bloody battle? As expected, every champion swordsman has two brushes!
Even when the opponent's strength is one-third lower and the opponent is on the verge of being crushed, he can still rely on his martial arts skills and routines to fight against him. If you change someone else, you may not necessarily get the benefit. He was surprised in his heart, but he didn't know that the other party was more confused than him.
"What the hell is this?"
Talos thought to himself.
With almost crushing power and a keen insight like a demigod, it is difficult to parry from the front, and the techniques and routines can only be used once. If you dare to do it again, no matter how you change the combination, you will definitely be seen through.
Did he record all the details and characteristics of his efforts? Such learning ability in this environment! And the most hateful thing is, what kind of look is that!
If it weren't for the fact that the other party didn't have the iconic seeds of subspace essence, he would have thought he was fighting against a primal body.
Especially the combination of war hammer and lightning claw. If it weren't for the obvious difference in the color of Calvin's armor and his one-size-smaller figure, he almost thought he was seeing the blue figure again.
No! His father is much stronger than him! It doesn’t even need to be God the Father! At this moment, if any Primarch stood in front of him, he wouldn't be able to withstand it for a single round!
He shook his head invisibly, getting rid of the ridiculous thoughts from his mind.
The Wolf Shepherd is dead and he is an orphan without a father. He doesn't want to get involved in Abaddon's nonsense, so let him be!
Now he just wants to lead his brothers to beg for food. As for when he will die in battle, it depends on fate.
He can no longer be distracted. With such an enemy in front of him, he has no chance and no right to think nonsense at this time.
After a few seconds of confrontation, the strength and agility he relied on and was proud of were completely suppressed. If he hadn't had the skills honed in countless bloody battles over thousands of years, he would have almost been killed on the spot.
collapse!
The old Talos used in the move was brushed by the flying "Mission". The folded force field on the shoulder armor was instantly overloaded. The thick Gothic shoulder armor was slightly deformed. In the position where the legion mark was originally, the octagonal rune of Khorne was replaced by the warhammer's. The corners were scraped and shattered, revealing the Yingyue Canglang underneath which had not seen the light of day for a long time.
Really! It’s a mark I haven’t seen in a long time!
After regaining consciousness, Talos had no intention of fighting anymore. After resisting Calvin's next claw attack with all his strength, he looked at his comrades beside him.
The veterans have been paying attention to his movements for a long time, and they are not optimistic about this battle. But their trust in the brother who had led them through countless bloody battles made them suffer casualties again and again in silence.
"Let's go! We can't die here!"
The moment they caught Talos's eyes, these veterans used an amazing tacit understanding to cover each other's misalignments. At the cost of three deaths and three injuries, they abruptly cut off the pursuit of the Gray Knights and widened the fighting distance.
At this point in the battle, the Gray Knights had already sacrificed the lives of three paladins, and everyone else was losing.
The situation of the Chaos Space Marines of the Khorne warband is even worse. Of the twenty who arrived, less than ten can now stand up.
Calvin, who still wanted to pursue again, stopped his pursuit under the concentrated bomb fire of the veterans who desperately covered him.
He looked at Talos who had retreated to the demon camps on both sides and sighed.
Hard killing is not impossible, but surrounded by demons, if he uses teleportation, a method that has been used once, on these veterans, he may be prepared to lose both sides.
The mortal legions ahead were still in danger, and Calvin had no time to entangle them. He glanced at the direction Talos had moved away from, and there was no other obstacle there except some demon soldiers.
It’s easier on you!
"Let's go!" Calvin waved his hand, and the Honor Guards came forward to join up. After replenishing the Chaos Space Marines that Talos and others failed to take away, they dragged the bodies of the three Chaos Terminators and took the three dead ones with them. The bodies of the members were killed towards the outside of the cave.
Among the demons on the side, the unwilling figure of the red horned helmet can still be vaguely seen.
"No! My brother!"
The demon camp in the valley is in chaos, and the demons are in anger to clean up the military discipline.
Well, military discipline is indeed too difficult for them. It can only be said that the demons use their own authority to maintain basic order.
The news that the subspace portal is sealed does not need to be spread deliberately.
After all, when the subspace fluctuations that permeated the surface of the entire planet began to dissipate, these subspace natives were like sea fish that broke into the estuary and immediately noticed the strangeness in the air.
The fact that the way home is blocked is still a minor issue. As long as they live long enough, the demons will have the opportunity to experience the experience of being expelled back to the subspace after destroying as much as they want.
But the side effects of the door being closed were difficult for them to accept. After all, it had been nearly a year since they arrived in this barren land, and most demons had never even smelled the smell of blood. This kind of loss-making business where they paid the toll but had no work has already been done. It left the demons weak.
Previously, they had been supplemented by the subspace energy swallowed by the Chaos Gate, and their weakness was not yet obvious. When this supplement was cut off, the demons who had been suppressed for too long began to make noises.
The demon's army formation began to shake, and among the ghostly shadows, malicious eyes began to focus on the leading officers.
They haven't dared to look at the Chaos Lord on the high platform with their rebellious eyes yet, but if this chaos is allowed to continue, it will be a matter of time before the regicide sword is raised. After all, this is Chaos that is famous for defeating the superior, isn't it?
The Chaos Lord of Khorne sent out all his personal guards. On the one hand, he used internal killings to suppress the chaos of the demons, and on the other hand, he sent elite troops back to check the specific situation.
As for its true form, it led the main force in the base camp and began to press forward across the board.
The way back has been cut off, so the target ahead will never allow any mistakes!
If something went wrong, he couldn't imagine what kind of ridicule he would face from his colleagues and the harsh treatment from Father God when he returned under the Brass Throne.
The first great demon in history who was trapped and died on the surface because he had no spaceship? Just imagine, it can hear the blood churning in its own skull!
Calvin had already led his Gray Knights away from the battlefield. After defeating the last wave of pursuing enemies, he selected three Gray Knights to take care of the bodies of his dead comrades. The Thunder Eagles on the track had already set off, and they The task is to ensure survival and ensure that the precious wealth of the chapter is not lost.
Not only is it a matter of recovering precious gene-seed, but the Aegis Terminators must also be recovered.
In this dark age, every Terminator is a precious piece of equipment. Even those with rich equipment such as the Gray Knights are not willing to easily discard these inherited equipment with the blood of their predecessors.
As for the remaining nine people, after several attempts by Calvin to no avail, he could only let them follow him to the other end of the valley after taking a short rest.
The crimson wave swept over again, and in the eyes of the outpost soldiers of the Mortal Legion, this attack was more powerful and terrifying than the one half an hour ago.
The main formation of demons in the center of the valley also joined this attack, and the bloody skull-covered banner symbolizing the Chaos Lord also moved forward with the formation.
The great demon of Tzeentch roared and released all its magic power. Under the waving of the magic staff with the evil tome embedded in it, portals and demons appeared one after another around the mortal army.
The camps of Slaanesh and Nurgle also feel the pressure of survival and are no longer paddling. Countless purple demons, led by the Great Demon of Slaanesh, attack mortals by releasing mind-numbing noises and illusions.
Nurgle's favorite no longer chuckled. He awkwardly waved the branch-like staff with his stubby hands. The green plague cloud and the looming Nurgle spirits and Nurgle beasts moved toward the valley with the help of the wind. Gone to the end.
The demons danced wildly, the war cries of Khorne demons and the groans of Slaanesh demons, the hoarseness of Tzeentch demons and the whispers of Nurgle demons filled the entire second half of the valley.
Under the overwhelming offensive, some of the weak-willed soldiers of the Mortal Legion could no longer maintain their will. Their collapsed souls were instantly swept away by the tumbling waves of the subspace. Their empty bodies had no time to mutate and corrupt, and were killed by those around them. The political commissar executed him immediately and without mercy.
At this moment, all the soldiers holding the front line in silence, the officers preparing to take command at the trench nodes, and the decision-makers in the rear headquarters all looked at the incoming demonic tide.
The troops have been replenished and rested, but the opponent has also put all their chips on the gambling table.
The last reserve team was used up, and the defense exchange with the frontline troops should have been completed by this time. The shattered formations and wounded did not retreat to the rear, but chose to reorganize on the spot at the call of the soldiers to participate in the next battle.
They all knew clearly that this was the decisive battle.
The power of war and blasphemy surged violently in the ocean of ether, and the rationality of order and the distortion of chaos were clearly distinct and strong and weak at this moment.
As the balance of fate shook, the evil god's eyes began to look here. Amidst countless prayers, on the distant Terra, the golden figure also woke up from his sleep. His deep eyes also looked towards the distant place. Storm Star Territory.
This is a corner of the countless chess games that are ongoing or have been played between them in the long river of time, but it is also a powerful counterattack and unyielding cry of the overall human will against the tentacles of the evil god.
"Blood
for
the
blood
god!
Skull
for
the
skull
throne! "(Blood sacrifice to the blood god, head to the skull throne!)
"For
the
emperor! ! ! "(For the Emperor!)
The war started the moment the blood tide reached the front line, and it reached the climax in an instant!
The shouts of mortals resounded weakly but firmly throughout the entire front amidst the overwhelming battle cry of the Blood God!
The soldiers in the front row don't care about the cooling of the hell gun. After attaching the bayonet, they can directly adjust the speed switch to the automatic shooting position. They don't need to worry about missing the target when they fire with their eyes closed!
The hot-wire platoon gun, like the melt-melt weapon, outputs full firepower against the background of the energy cooling duct that becomes hot and red in a short time.
When the spare barrels were also red, they pulled out their pistols and started walking towards the frontline infantry!
bullet! Grenade! bayonet! teeth! This is their armed sequence!
Countless demons fell under these hatred-filled shots, but even more demons impatiently pushed them away before they could fall and continued to charge!
The Hydra anti-aircraft tanks roared angrily, and the screamer demons covering the sky completely unleashed the violence in the machine soul!
The heavy artillery regiment no longer hides its deployment position, and emptying all ammunition is the final order they received!
But it was still difficult to stop the tide of demons. After all, even the Lord of Khorne had brought his Brass Guards to the front of the battle line to open a path for the demon army.
The demons are so desperate, and the mortals are no less willing to give in.
When the final order was conveyed, the veterans in the command post who were over fifty years old were also packing their weapons. They also wanted to die in a glorious charge at the last moment instead of being shamefully captured.
The cry of killing three kilometers away was getting closer and closer. They needed to catch up with the sacrifice of those children before their comrades had gone far.
The guards were personally helping these old men, who had been away from the battlefield for a long time, to organize their equipment. They also believed that under the emperor's seat, they still needed the guidance of these veterans.
Just as these veterans were packing up and preparing to rush to the front line with the legion's direct guards, the lead-grey tent was pulled open by a big silver hand.
The Gray Knights, who had just fought their way through the flanks of the demonic tide and met the surprised eyes of countless demons, also arrived here.
"Who is the top person in charge!" Calvin wiped the demon blood from his face and asked in a deep voice with many incredulous looks in his eyes.
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