His brothers lay dead, Chapter Chaplain Masayak and Forgemaster Thalax lying on either side of him, the former taking most of the blast - his right half reduced to a bloody mass of shattered armor and exposed entrails , and a zero-distance Gaussian ray exploded the Forge Master's helmet, spilling the contents of the skull to the ground.
The impact of this shock was large, but there were still Space Marines fighting bloody battles with the aliens, and the undead were still executing cold logic——
Destroy all intruders.
The undead also discovered the still alive chapter leader and immediately surrounded him.
Amurad disemboweled the first one, kicking the sliced remains from the ax blade and howling with rage and hatred.
Then something caught in his throat.
He thought of the heavy burden he shouldered, and the most critical person had not yet appeared, so he resisted the urge to rush towards destruction and beheaded the second undead in cold silence.
He will take revenge on them, and 'he' will take revenge on them.
Undying hatred burned within his muscles as he charged into the swarm of aliens that attacked him with blades and gauss beams, and he cut them down with brutal efficiency.
He even wanted to rip off his blood-spattered helmet and sink his teeth into the metal of the fallen monsters.
But a sense of duty sustained his mind, forcing him to devote himself to it, telling him to kill and hold on until the end.
Using his body as a weapon, he slammed a pair of undead against a support beam as they tried to surround him, squeezing them between ceramite and rock with a snap of shattering metal.
Amurad was nearly unstoppable, a red-striped vengeful spirit in the swirling dust, death following every blow.
Accompanied by a clear creaking sound, the head was split open and the body was separated. Although his jaw had been clenched in pain, the roar of his battle ax was even louder.
Then darkness rose from the dust, pushing the remaining Necron aside.
The newcomer's eyes burned like a ghost in the darkness, exuding the smell of ancient hatred. Its armor was dark gold, engraved with many ancient symbols, its shoulders were covered with gorgeous armor plates, and behind its head was a pair of armor plates. The fan-shaped dark green crystal cluster, the scepter in his hand crackled in the void.
It is the owner of this world engine, the dynastic overlord of the Necrons.
The alien leader rushed towards him with a strength and speed that rivaled Amurad's. The scepter sliced the air above his head and pointed directly at the Space Marine's head.
"Come on! Alien bastard!"
Amurad roared, using the ax in his right hand to deflect the blow and deflect it aside, their weapons trembling and locking together.
The Space Marine turned this deflection into a reverse cut in an attempt to cut open the opponent's belly, but the Necromancer dodged the blow. The battle ax in Amurad's left hand only left a shallow cut on the silver ornaments of the opponent's breastplate. scar.
"Too slow, primitive lower creatures."
The undead overlord taunted, its grinding voice coming from the jagged communication port.
Amurad did not understand the alien's language, so he did not respond. Instead, he mechanically slashed with his battle ax, aiming at the opponent's abdomen and neck.
But the previous impact limited his ability to fight.
The undead overlord avoided these two consecutive blows, retreated again, and then stretched out his scepter.
Amurad tried to back away, but too late, he realized it was baiting him.
His feet were suddenly grabbed by something. It was an undead warrior with only half his body left, which had been hidden among the bloody wreckage scattered on the ground.
All the Necron Overlord needs is for the opponent to be slightly off-balance.
It struck again, as fast as lightning, and the scepter surged with powerful energy smashed through Amuk's power armor.
The head of the scepter bit deeply, sawing through Amurad's left breastplate with large sparks, and a large amount of blood was splashed in the violent impact.
The leader of the Astral Knights Chapter snorted and quickly retreated from the blow, but before he could take two more steps back, the Necromancer Overlord kicked him, knocking him to his knees.
His armor, damaged by the previous blow, was refusing to respond in time, before the Necron Overlord drew back his staff and prepared to kill the culprit who had nearly destroyed the engine of his precious world.
"Damn it!"
With a roar, something brushed Amurad's head and penetrated the rune plate decorated on the breastplate of the Necromancer. When the bomb exploded in the chest of the Necromancer, a large amount of liquid metal surged out of the hole. out.
It staggered for a while, the scepter in its hand still gathering energy.
Under a strong sense of crisis, the undead overlord turned to face the new threat, and the bloody energy scepter emitted dazzling sparks.
The next second, the roaring chainsword met the weapon, and then the energy shook back the rotating teeth.
The Necron Overlord converts a half-slash into a short jab that crushes the enemy's side breastplate, and as expected, prefers to attack rather than continue to defend.
Before his chainsword could slash forward, Soshyan reacted similarly, and the two killers instantly locked together in a fatal embrace.
At this time, Soshyan discovered that his helmet was only a few centimeters away from the opponent's head. His black goggles looked weird and non-reflective from the outside, while the undead overlord's hateful gaze was on the opposite side.
Then, Soshyan hit a hard headbutt.
The undead overlord staggered back, his head buzzing. This sudden blow bought Amurad a moment, but it was enough for him to sweep the undead overlord's breastplate with his battle axe.
The moment the sharp blade bit into it, the Death Overlord let out an icy roar, and Amurad almost split the armor on his chest.
Almost instantly, the Necron Overlord reacted like every challenger he had ever faced.
He dropped all defenses, pulled out his left hand, grabbed Amurad's wrist and moved the opponent's battle ax to his right, and at the same moment forced his staff under the Space Marine's torso .
When Amurad tried to block, he felt his arm twitching in the opponent's grasp. The Necron Overlord used some force to destroy the servo system of his power armor.
"Well--"
The scepter made a crunching sound as it pierced Amurad's stomach, and the mark carved on its handle shone with black light.
Amurad doubled over, his spine pierced.
"asshole!"
During this process, Soshyan kept hitting the undead overlord on the head with metal gloves, and even buried the chain sword into the opponent's body several times. However, the opponent seemed determined to exchange one life for another.
Finally, with a powerful blow, Soshyan knocked the Necron Overlord aside as it twisted and loosened its scepter.
The ruler of this ancient dynasty knelt on the ground, making strange screams and seemed to be laughing.
Soshiyang gritted his teeth and swung an angry sweep, causing his head to roll along an arc in the jet of liquid metal.
