"Axe? Axe!"
When Soshiyang got up from the ground, he immediately looked for traces of his comrades, and then he found the familiar person in a pile of scattered metal fragments and solidified internal organs.
"Axe! Brother! Brother!"
Soshyan ran over quickly, but didn't get any response. When he took off Axel's helmet, he was completely shocked.
This man who once had a tough face had his entire face burnt, his lips were melted and glued, his ears turned into swollen pieces of flesh hanging on his face, and his eyes turned into two blackened holes, above which There is also a translucent lens hanging on it.
Strictly speaking, almost no inch of Aksai's skin was intact. In order to protect Soshyan, he withstood the greatest impact.
Soshyan finally realized what was going on with Axel's previous anomaly.
Even when he is unable to see or hear, he is still attacking, dragging the last enemy into hell before falling.
Soshyan wanted to simply collect the corpses of his comrades, but he found that he had no choice but to put the helmet back on Axe, and then pick up the opponent's chain sword - up to now, he had no choice but to put the helmet back on Axe. Hold on to any hope of survival, but before dying, he will kill more aliens with the blades of his friends.
He stood up, and a strange air flow suddenly passed over this dead alien fortress, kicking up a lot of dust.
Soshiyang walked with blood-stained footsteps and walked firmly in the direction of the air flow. He did not encounter any enemies along the way, but saw many undead with intact bodies but collapsed on the ground.
He suddenly realized that these metal undead seemed to have been suddenly drained of energy by something.
Thinking of this, suddenly there was a strange throbbing in his two hearts, and then Soshyan felt something push up in his throat.
"Well--"
Caught off guard, he opened his mouth and let the cold breath flow out of his throat.
I saw a stream of ash-like blood suddenly spurting out from the grille of his helmet. The blood splashed to the ground and was still steaming with cold air.
After taking a mouthful of blood, Soshiyang immediately felt as if all the strength in his body had been drained. His knees softened and he fell to the ground. He kept breathing for more than ten seconds before barely regaining some consciousness.
He felt as if he had been placed in an ice cellar for a whole month. His limbs had become cold and stiff, and it was very difficult to even move his fingers.
Only then did he notice that the body temperature detection index showed that his current body temperature was only 19°C - a mortal would have been dead.
At first he thought the power armor was damaged, causing him to be exposed to the vacuum for too long.
When he retrieved his status, however, he discovered that the situation wasn't that bad—at least it wasn't something he should have been in.
Soshyan shook his heavy head vigorously, and tried his best to stand up from the ground - he still had a mission to shoulder, and he had to support the chapter leader.
Suddenly, he felt that his nose was bleeding, and subconsciously raised a hand to wipe it away, but the back of his hand only collided with the cold helmet.
He stopped and tried to catch his breath.
At this time, a memory emerged, as if it were the touch of a ghost that did not exist.
When he was hungry, his stomach longed for a bowl of hot broth; when it was cold, his body longed for a clean blanket; when he was lonely, his heart longed for a warm smile.
A strange woman opened her arms to him and kissed his forehead.
That is……
who?
A child sobbed, staggering and grabbing a toy, a... Space Marine.
The images continued, accompanied by a whisper.
It wants to stop you, it wants to grab you, and you have to dispel it and keep walking.
"I am alone."
In a daze, Soshyan muttered to himself toward a non-existent target.
"I can't go on...it makes no sense."
You are never alone, we are with you, always.
"I do not understand."
You will understand, now, go now.
Just at this moment, something slipped out of his neck armor. Soshyan looked at it hanging gently on the silver chain and suddenly felt so strange.
This was the only thing that remained after he transitioned from a mortal to a space warrior, a silver ring engraved with a pattern similar to a family crest. Because it once belonged to a mortal, Soshyan could not wear it and could only hang it on his body.
But he couldn't remember who gave it to him. Was it that strange woman?
Soshiyang raised his head, and his eyes were shrouded in a strong golden light, which even made it impossible for him to look directly.
After a few seconds, his pupils adjusted to the bright light, and he realized that a huge object was rising high into the sky.
It was a monster that resembled a human being, with slender limbs and a liquid energy halo surrounding it. Its simple movement could set off a powerful energy impact.
And the first thing it does when it rises is to destroy the world engine.
Soshyan finally understood where the huge tremor came from.
So without thinking, he started running in the direction of the rising giant in energy form.
"hidden"
Amurad shouted, holding a double axe.
"Everyone hide—"
But his reminder was too late. The mechanism binding the fragments of the Star God was torn to pieces in the blink of an eye. The violent explosion impact was as powerful as a whirlpool torpedo.
For a few seconds, the Chapter Master of the Astral Knights lost consciousness.
The next second, a strong mixed injection was pumped into his muscles, and the genetically enhanced physiological functions awakened him almost immediately.
He realized that he was lying on his back, staring at the starry void, and the warning system of the power armor was constantly alarming - the structure of the right shoulder armor was severely damaged, the right arm armor was bent, and the chest suffered three puncture wounds.
Vitals showed low-level internal bleeding in his right arm and abdominal cavity, but this was almost non-painful as it had been stopped by the injection and his strengthened nervous system.
Amurad realized there was something blurry on the right visor of his helmet, which he suspected was blood.
He then sat up, as the servos in their damaged locations made a terrible grinding sound.
The helmet of the power armor pushed away the smoke, dust and mist-like organic matter that blocked the cold air, allowing him to breathe smoothly.
He glanced around and found a large amount of unidentifiable internal organs and a large number of metal fragments covering almost every inch of the destroyed ground. Those huge obelisks were scattered on the ground like piles of sand that had been knocked down, as well as those terrible wars. Almost all the machines were paralyzed.
The huge impact kills almost everything, even superhuman beings like Space Marines are unlikely to survive at close range.
However, they only have one minute to activate the melta bomb.
One minute, no time to escape.
Just when he stood up, a figure appeared in front of him, staring at him with cold green eyes.
At the same time, there was also a Gauss Ripper, aiming at him.
Amurad rushed up and pushed the weapon aside before it was fired, and then a beam of light speed was buried in the broken floor next to it.
At the same time, Amurad's leg kicked out and hit the Necron's chest. There was a sound of breaking and struggling when the alien fell.
Amurad realized he was panting, flooded with battle hormones and shaking from the attack he'd been blind to earlier, his bolter long gone, so he was left with just two power axes.
Their roars filled the bloody space.
