In Mathias's world, deadly flames quickly leapt out of his fists and penetrated the enemy tanks. A traitorous Leman Russ bore the brunt of the explosion, and its armor instantly fell from the sky. Gray to red to white, then vaporizes into a scalding, high-heat mist.
Other surrounding renegade vehicles were also caught in the edge of the explosion range. Their tracks were out of control and melted, and their armor plates twisted and flowed like wax.
The next second, the engines and ammunition depots exploded, and the exposed rebels didn't even have time to scream before they burst like water bubbles.
The melta cannon's fury was so intense that it created a large crater in the road, leaving a glassy trench into which two other Renegade tanks slid. They came to a screeching halt, smoke pouring from them. came out of the engine.
Between the wreckage of the vehicles and the still-growing crater left by Mathias' shelling, the column was blocked.
Mathias's ears were ringing, his mind numb with shock.
He slew heretics as easily as he crushed bugs under his boots, his excitement overwhelming.
Mathias was jolted back to reality when a cannonball passed through his shield and exploded in the knight's chest, shaking it.
The Stinger rumbled with mechanical protest.
"Destroy the heretics!"
Not far away, Ofuer also roared, grinning like a madman while smashing the shells of the combat gun into the enemy's anchored tank.
More Traitor vehicles exploded, trapping enemy infantry between the burning wreckage in front and the gluttonous fire that swept through the streets behind.
Enemy runes scurry across Mathias's oracle, as traitors break down walls and even attempt to dig holes in the hot ground, in a desperate search for safety.
"Don't let them scatter."
Olga's voice sounded at the right time.
"clear."
Mathias strode forward, looking over the top of the burning Renegade tank, his musket gun coming to life, firing high-caliber bullets into the ragged Renegades trapped in the street.
At the same time, his melta cannon flashed again, igniting the remains of the nearby building and wiping out the infantry trying to escape through its inner corridors and rooms.
The steel bars melted, the masonry evaporated, and a large stone slab on the front broke, hitting the enemy's ranks like an avalanche.
In Mathias' apocalypse, other knights wreaked equal havoc, and the enemy's runes were extinguished like candles in the wind.
The strategic layout showed that the situation was the same across the entire front. The ragtag Black Legion was no match for the knights, and thousands of people died as a result.
A small number of knights stated that they had suffered some minor battle damage, but nothing that the Relic Keepers couldn't repair. Level 3 sonic data flashed back and forth between the Astra Militarum, who were preparing to deploy a massive bombardment to attack the city. A passage was blasted out in the central area.
Due to the long-term bombing, there are almost no roads in the city of Attica. The Knight is okay as a bipedal machine, but the tracked and wheeled vehicles of the Astra Militarum cannot drive in at all.
The fleets have completed their mission, and now Imperial forces will clear as many enemy bunkers and ground passages as possible.
As the last enemy runes disappeared, Mathias slowly backed the Firesworn back to the crossroads, observing the toll he and his comrades had taken.
"Is this what it means to be a knight?"
He murmured in awe, pride and excitement burning within him.
"It means death to our enemies."
"That means responsibility."
Olga's voice was calm, and few people could exert power like this without feeling anything.
Mathias's heart pounded. The whispers of the machine spirits had turned into a din, indistinct but certainly congratulatory and filled with bloodthirsty excitement.
It wants to fight again, to feel the god-like power at its fingertips.
"Kids, the area has been cleared and we're about to move on."
Grand Duke Olga's voice sounded again, and his tone sounded calm.
Astra Militarum armored vehicles were already in position, parked near the entrance to the block, while Cadian soldiers confirmed their orders.
"Come closer to me."
Olga's voice echoed in Mathias's ears.
"We're going to go along Main Road 47, all the way to location 77-9-1. Mathias, I want you to step back five steps and cover the left wing. Offor, take four steps in front of me and cover the right wing. Match the rhythm and let the Cadian people accept this side.”
"Everyone, keep your spirits up and pay attention to your thrones. The order we received is to support the Dark Angels. I don't want any of you to fail to follow. This will bring shame to our family. It is a family full of history and honor. Startup group.”
Olga paused as she spoke, then her voice became deeper.
"The enemies we have to face are different from before. You will probably have to face them at close range."
Then, all knights received the same picture.
The next moment, Mathias heard exclamations of shock at the image now displayed.
The Emperor's Space Marines, even in holographic form, appear tall and formidable, yet this figure is not a model of piety, nor a champion of the Emperor's Light.
The Astartes' black armor had strange symbols scrawled on it, spikes and hooks protruding from his body, and on his shoulders was a screaming demonic face that was the face of the man whose appearance The most shocking aspect of it - the flesh is pale and covered with black blood vessels, the sunken eyes are shining with light, and a pair of long curly horns protrude from the abominable forehead.
"Chaos Space Marines, those who pledge fealty to the dark forces that attack our beloved Imperium."
Grand Duke Olga introduced with disgust.
"Some of you may have never heard of such a thing, and some may object that such an abomination cannot possibly exist, or even that it is heresy to suggest such a thing... So far, you have been allowed to look at the crimson scrolls of data that have been loaded into the briefing lists, read them, absorb them, believe them and fear them, and if you need to seek spiritual counsel, then all I can tell you is , this is a Space Marine traitor, an outcast cultist of the Evil God - they may have been loyal to the Emperor, but even Space Marines can fall, and this is the face of the enemy we face."
Mathias did know about the Chaos Space Marines. As the default family heir, he would often follow his father to the Chapter flagship to attend strategic meetings.
So not only was he not surprised, he was quite excited.
Killing a Chaos Space Marine is not the same thing as killing a mortal heretic.
The machine spirit also rejoices in his urge to fight.
"Okay, let's go now."
"As you command, father,"
Mathias answered dutifully, striding up to his brothers as they drove the knight through the ruins.
This will no doubt be a long day -
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