Chapter 708 Deadly Battle

  【Timing: -74.52.31】

   "Blood sacrifice to the blood god, skull sacrifice to the skull seat!"

  The bright red giant roared and waved the chainsaw sword in his hand, and slashed at Duanmuhuai head-on. But Duanmuhuai shouted, and the psionic energy flow on his body exploded instantly, abruptly blocking the opponent's attack. Then he swung the hammer and slammed it forward. The thunder hammer hit the warrior's head hard, smashing his head and helmet into pieces. The headless corpse shook and fell to the ground.

   "Keep attacking!"

  Marius was in no mood to care about the surrounding situation at this moment. He raised the bolt gun in his hand and aimed at the enemies ahead, countless enemies, a large number of enemies. Those monsters he had never seen before, they were red all over, holding flaming long swords, followed by something like hounds around them, Marius didn't know what they were, but his instinct told him that this was not the same as before. The alien aliens on other planets that I have faced are not some kind of variant of orcs, but more terrifying and evil existences.

   However, at this moment they have no retreat.

   But what shocked Marius even more was the Astartes standing opposite him—or, in other words, they used to be Astartes.

   But now, they are not.

"go to hell!"

   Just at this moment, another space warrior roared out from the crowd. He raised his bolter and attacked Marius and the others. The latter hurriedly dodged to avoid, and then raised his gun to fight back. The explosive bomb hit that Astartes body, blasted his ceramic steel armor, and tore his flesh and blood. Logically speaking, this was enough to make an Astartes lose his fighting power.

But the space warrior didn't just fall down. On the contrary, it seemed to irritate him even more. He strode forward, and the heavy machine gun bolt bomb he held in his hand roared out like a storm, hitting Marius. Si and the others couldn't lift their heads. It was originally a ground firepower emplacement for defense, even an Astartes couldn't lift it up, but now, this Astartes is holding it as easily as a toy, pouring it wantonly around With destruction and death.

  To be honest, facing such a difficult enemy, even the commander of the first company didn't know how to deal with it for a while.

   Luckily though, there are others here.

  Augis floated down from the firepower net like a ghost. She raised her right hand, shook her fingers, and then saw the turret in the hand of the space warrior was suddenly cut into several pieces and then exploded. The sudden burst of fire blinded the opponent's vision, causing him to take a step back subconsciously. And at the same time, Lorena leaned forward and punched the opponent in the chest, and then saw the tall space soldier being sent flying like a paper man, and hit the back Then, with a "snap", it turned into a puddle of meat sauce like a fly hit by a fly swatter.

  The battle came to an end. When Marius and the others stood up, there were only a large pile of corpses left in front of them.

   "My lord, what the **** is this..."

Marius swallowed a mouthful of saliva. As Ultramarines, as Astartes, they have already forgotten their fear. Logically speaking, this kind of fear has been extinct in Astartes. From the very beginning, he was shaped into a warrior who knew nothing about fear. Regarding the description of fear, Marius had only seen it in novels or books before.

But now, looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar corpse under his feet, he experienced the fear for the first time - at a loss, not knowing what to do, trembling, as if the solid ground under his feet had collapsed, and he was being thrown into the endless void. At this moment, Marius felt as vulnerable and helpless as a three-year-old child.

   "As you can see, your former brothers have become lackeys who succumbed to the evil **** of chaos."

  Duanmuhuai's voice was very calm, calm, and calm, which brought Marius back to his senses.

"I can not believe it."

He stared at the corpse in front of him, it was the corpse of Astartes, but not all, his body had obviously undergone a mutation, of course, the most obvious ones were the long horns growing on his forehead, and In their wide open mouths, there are sharp teeth like beasts.

   "I've seen psykers mutate, but I didn't expect Astartes to become like this."

   "Now you see."

   Duanmu Huai's expression was very calm, and his voice was also very calm.

   "The evil **** of chaos will corrupt everything, whether it is mortals, psykers, Astartes or Primarchs, if you can't stick to your hearts, then you can't escape."

   "But they can still be killed."

  Marius gradually calmed down. He clenched the bolter in his hand, and seemed to have found support and courage again.

   "Of course they can be killed."

   Duanmuhuai sneered.

   "Even the evil **** of chaos can't be killed. Of course, the premise is that your strength is strong enough... Okay, let's move on, the bridge is not far away."

   "So, what are they?"

  Marius continued on the road, but this time, he felt that his emotions seemed much calmer.

   "In a purely rational description, they are subspace creatures. Isn't that strange? Fish live in the sea, birds live in the sky, and it's not so strange that there are creatures in the subspace."

   "Indeed... as you said, then why do you call them evil gods?"

   "It's just a name."

   Duanmu Huai pouted.

"You can call them whatever you want, such as the evil gods, the great powers of chaos, the four peddlers... the title is just a title, a reference, it doesn't mean that we call them evil gods, they are really evil gods. After all, every civilization's respect for gods The definition is different, I believe that when you conquered and surrendered to the planet, it was not uncommon to see that the local natives worshiped you as gods."

"indeed so."

  Marius nodded. There were some examples where the locals of some planets saw them as gods descended from the earth.

   "The same reason that people will bow down to a power they cannot comprehend, and regard it as a god."

   "Aren't you afraid, then, Inquisitor?"

  Marius looked at Duanmu Huai, who chuckled.

   "Did you know? Captain, there is a saying in the Inquisition—all fears come from insufficient firepower."

  While speaking, Duanmuhuai raised the hammer and swung it forward.

   "That is to say, as long as you have enough firepower to destroy everything, then you have nothing to fear."

   "When I return, I will advise my Primarch to add this sentence to his notes."

   "Don't set the FLAG, we have come here, what do you think?"

   "There is indeed a problem with the Bell Tower, and the malicious premise has been established. We can report what happened here to the Primarch."

  Marius looked around again.

"I don't know what to say, but it turns out that the Word Bearers committed a massacre on this ship. They killed almost all the crew on this ship, and used their flesh and blood to transform into some kind of terrible monster……"

   "Vampire, a low-level ground unit of Tyrannical Wrath, not worth mentioning."

   "...and the mutated Word Bearers and World Wanderer Legionnaires."

   "This is the power given to them by the evil god. To be honest, it's not a big deal."

Duanmuhuai snorted softly, but Marius knew that things were not as easy as he said. He had also fought with a mutated world-shatterer before, and the strength of the opponent was stronger. It was a force so powerful that Marius had never encountered it before, and even he was nearly knocked over. Not only that, but these Astartes were not afraid of death, and their bodies were so tough that their bolters could break their arms and tear their chests open, but they kept going as if they were not injured at all.

   Such enemies are equally difficult to deal with even experienced Astartes, but they are so vulnerable in front of Duanmuhuai, the opponent swings the war hammer in his hand, almost one by one.

  Of course, it is understandable for Duanmuhuai to do this, after all, he feels very fierce, but...

  Thinking of this, Marius looked at Lorena who was walking beside Duanmu Huai with a complicated expression.

   "Excuse me, I want to ask...how did this lady do it?"

That's right, what Marius couldn't understand the most was the battle between Augis and Lorena. Fortunately, Augis said, it's not like Marius hasn't seen the strange methods of psykers, even if he can't understand, At least it is acceptable. But Lorena didn't understand, how did such a petite girl manage to blow a mutated Astarte away with her bare hands?

   "Of course it's exercise, company commander!"

  However, Lorena's answer surprised Marius.

"exercise?"

   "That's right! You must persevere every day, squat on horseback, punch a hundred times, pray a hundred times, and punch another hundred times! Only in this way can you have a healthy body and the power to purify demons!"

  Consistent exercise? ? ?

Marius was stupefied. Their Astartes are also training persistently, and they have been training for hundreds of years. Then you told me that you have been practicing for more than ten years, and you can be Astar Did it fly?

  Then what is our existence value? ? ?

  He looked at Duanmuhuai as if asking for help, hoping that he could give an answer.

   "Don't look at me, Lorena is like this, I'm not capable of this."

  Duanmu Huai spread his hands and made a helpless expression.

   Well, maybe this lady is a special case.

  The bridge gate opens.

The stench coming towards us makes people uncomfortable, and the pieces of flesh and blood all over the deck are even more disgusting, but what is even more unacceptable is the huge monster in the center of the bridge, which looks like a giant brain, countless Nerves extended from below it, coiled around the Thinker Terminal, which had taken over the ship and was steering it forward.

   And in front of it, stood a tall Chaos Space Marine.

   "I didn't expect you to be able to come here."

   He turned his back to the crowd, spoke, and then slowly turned his head - they saw the symbol of the world-saver on his body, and at the same time, he also saw Duanmu Huai's armor.

   "Damn bastard!"

   He grabbed a flaming blade, and the rotting wings behind him burst open.

   "It was you! You killed our Primarch! Murderer!"

   "I will miss Angron's screams very much."

   Duanmuhuai laughed, and walked forward holding the hammer.

   "And you can only become such a waste now, the world."

   "I will avenge the Primarch."

  The opponent clenched his sword tightly and glared at Duanmuhuai fiercely. Beside him, several world-slayers and demons from the subspace were also full of murderous intent and anger.

   "The Wrath of Tyranny may not even dare to speak to me like this here, how dare you, a guy who has obtained some residue of evil god's power, dare to speak out here?"

  Duanmu Huai grabbed the hammer and held it high.

   "In the name of the Tribunal, I will send you to reunite with your Primarch, and your souls will burn together in the flames of the Tribunal, howling, until they are completely reduced to ashes."

   Both sides were silent for a second.

  The next moment, the battle started again.

  (end of this chapter)