The area the Astral Knight chooses to attack may not be the location with the most enemies, but it must be the place with the deepest corruption.
In fact, the entire Attica Hive had been completely eroded by the power of Nurgle before it was bombed, and even large-scale orbital bombing could not completely erase this erosion.
Oily green-black vines sprouted from the cracks in the ground, and most of them were covered with a damp green mold. Implants squirmed in tainted growth or buzzed through blurred wings. Too thick air.
A sickly blue light radiates from the fungi, clustering haphazardly in corners untouched by the bombing.
The formation of the entire battle group has spread out, with the three assault teams at the forefront, forming an arc of protection in front of the command team, aiming their weapons at any enemies that may appear.
The assault team has two soldiers each armed with flamethrowers, while two veterans each are equipped with powerful melta guns, and the rest carry roaring chainswords and bolters. This is what they expect in close combat. Ideal weapon.
It is by relying on this terrible force that mankind has brought the entire galaxy under its feet.
Soshyan led the command team into the battlefield. The Holy Flame Sword burned a fierce red in his right hand, and the gorgeous melt pistol gave off a dim flash in his left hand.
Talos stood next to him, holding a chainsaw halberd in both hands, while Luko and Yazdan followed closely, one holding a plasma pistol and the other holding a melta pistol. The priest also held the scepter tightly. clutching the ground to his chest.
In front of the queue, a pile of corpses began to move.
Then one of the dead rebels retracted his arms and straightened awkwardly, revealing the horrific wounds covering his torso and neck.
The dead soldier's face was slack, his mouth wide open, and his eyes shining a mysterious green.
Soon, another corpse started to move, and so did the rest of the corpses until the whole pile began to shake.
The entire battlefield was suddenly filled with swollen, rotting corpses. Men, women, old and young, some wearing gray workers' uniforms, some wearing militia uniforms, their slimy faces twisted with expressions of pain or fear, covered by pieces of mold and crawling... Covered in maggots, many people's limbs were replaced by small pieces of skin or broken bones.
However, the horror hidden under their rotting bodies is far more terrifying than this——
The Black Legion's Chaos Lord 'Slug' Lex has transformed all of Attica's original millions of residents into some kind of zombie-like existence!
As a former Captain of the Death Watch, Lex is well-versed in various zombie plagues. Once infected by those plagues, most mortals will become unconscious, walking corpses, with rotten veins sprouting under paper-thin skin. Bubbles, only a shot in the head or dismemberment are the only ways to get rid of this pain, and those infected will gather together and look for any uninfected creature, because that means there is fresh and plump flesh available. Eat well.
As tens of thousands of corpses began to stagger toward the stunned Astartes, the sharp-eyed Soshyan spotted more than twenty unique bloated, squirming individuals.
They were once human, but their bones had softened and their muscles had stretched, and their shapes bore little resemblance to humans, with only their frail, twisted limbs and twisted, pained faces revealing what they once were.
In the bodies of those individuals, Soshyan could clearly see twisted black bugs, curled up in the jelly-like bodies of the infected, and as they matured, they continued to fly out of the pustules and facial features of the infected.
Very disgusting.
"Focus on attacking those unique mutant individuals. I have marked their characteristics and try to destroy them with incendiary weapons!"
Soshyan gave the order, and the commandos, led by fire-breathing Land Raiders, entered the wide, fungus-filled passage.
The zombies came at them from three sides, and the enemy showed preliminary mastery of tactics, trying to split the Space Marine formations from different directions.
They made almost no sound as countless rotting corpses staggered out of the corners, attacking the front of the advancing assault force and trying to block the Astartes' advance from both sides.
The flames hissed, the passage filled with hot promethium, and bullets whizzed from all directions, striking the advancing corpses in the head.
The Astartes continued to fire, creating a line of fire.
The dead try to hold back the warriors in sheer numbers, almost literally stretching on.
The chainsword roared, cutting off limbs, tearing corpses apart, and decapitating heads.
But there’s always more to come.
The Emperor's angels stood side by side, not yielding an inch to the corpses.
In the center of the group, Soshyan shouted encouragement to his warriors and brought down body after body with his pistol. Talos also joined the battle with his own chainsaw halberd, inflicting terrible damage on the enemy. casualties.
The battle lasted for a long time, and the zombie tide put increasing pressure on the Astartes——
"Call for bombing!"
Ten minutes later, anger pierced the clouds, and the light spear from the Eternal Loyalty stabbed down.
Within a few seconds, a pillar of fire connected the earth and the sky. The sound of thunder was heard moments after the striking light arrived, and the world trembled with the burst of energy and the cleansing rumble of destruction.
Iron fists descended from the sky, bombarding the enemy.
Almost at the same time, the salvo ended and the fire disappeared, leaving a dim glow, like a blue scar left by dawn.
But the thunder did not stop, it continued, the sound became louder and louder, and finally turned into a huge wave.
The crackling sound of energy did not stop, and the air was filled with the smell of ozone.
Fire broke out among the corpses, which was an expansion of the destructive power of the light spear strike.
The fiery scream, intense and concentrated, penetrated the clouds, which glowed orange and boiled with ecstatic rage.
Finally, the explosions stopped, the work was done, and the rage in the sky turned to crimson blood.
Then, inevitably, the pressure begins to subside.
The commandos began to push forward as their weapons began to hiss as they cooled, filling the air with the stench of smoke and burnt flesh.
The command team followed the leading assault team and advanced along a carpet of burning ruins and torn earth. The scene of carnage was unbearable. Within a hundred meters, Soshyan found himself walking on A courtyard filled with broken bodies.
In a few places, his boots sank into a pool of blood and bone, almost to his knees.
But the Astartes pushed forward relentlessly, crushing their enemies beneath their feet.
Then, without warning, the aisle widened in front and turned into a huge square, filled with supernatural energy.
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