Warhammer 40 Spring: Loyalty of the Multiverse

Chapter 21 Forget about whether the methods are old-fashioned or not, just tell me if it works or not?
Quan Tiehua did not continue to flee, even as the enemy surrounded him.

The damage to his power backpack has now put him in a difficult situation. He has no choice but to risk breaking through the enemy lines that are closing in on him.

According to the battle group's communications, the leader and the remaining combat comrades have now found the rendezvous point.

They had already begun constructing fortifications at the assembly point to repel the pursuing enemy while simultaneously covering the retreat of their comrades.

However, since most of the pursuing enemies were drawn to Quan Tiehua at this time, the pressure on the leader was greatly reduced.

In addition, their initial defensive positions, which were resisting the gene stealers, were also holding back a large number of Khorne demons at this time.

Therefore, there probably won't be many enemies here for the foreseeable future.

After all, Quan Tiehua felt his scalp tingle just from glancing at the number of those gene stealers.

The number of gene stealers we encountered on the ship was at most a few hundred, and even that seemed endless.

Of course, they were just squeezed together in the narrow passageways of the ship, so it looked like a lot.

But how large is the entire Nest City now? It's safe to say that even the planetary governor might not know. Therefore, the number of these gene-stealers is likely already over ten thousand.

It could even be hundreds of thousands.

It's even possible that they've already sent a signal to the Tyranid swarm.

The footsteps of the World Devourers grew louder as they approached. Based on his memory of the route they had taken, Quan Tiehua could pinpoint their exact location.

They haven't reached the trap yet. But he has to stick his head out now.

Because the Fleshhounds are very fast.

If the flesh hounds aren't eliminated first, his traps are likely to be exposed.

His agile body allowed him to bend to the side, revealing only half of his head and the muzzle of his gun. The moment the Flesh Hound poked its head out, a high-explosive bullet shattered its skull into pieces.

After several more explosive shells shattered the remaining fleshhounds into pieces, the Devourer's gun barrel was exposed, aimed at his location.

After firing his last explosive grenade, enough to kill all the Flesh Hounds, Quan Tiehua decisively withdrew and threw a flashbang smoke grenade, which directly covered the entire corridor.

Immediately afterwards, he lay down on the ground and crawled quickly out of the corner to move in the other direction.

Meanwhile, all the Devourers had reached the center of the bend in the passage. Terrifying firepower instantly pierced through the smoke and streaked past Quan Tiehua's body.

The first World Eater to reveal itself was temporarily blinded after being hit by the flash smoke bomb. It stopped, shielded its eyes, and retreated behind the other World Eaters for cover.

With continuous firepower, the Devourers, lined up in neat rows like steel warriors, steadily advanced while firing.

Once they passed through the smoke, the World Eaters on both sides, who were close to the walls, immediately turned their guns to aim at whether there were any enemies in the passageways around the corners.

The World Eater who had previously blinded him had now recovered. He roughly pushed aside the World Eater blocking his way, and then looked angrily at the four empty corridors.

"Find him. Tear him apart."

"The Blood God wants us to bring him back intact."

Bang!

The power armor slammed violently into the metal wall, and the previously blinded World Eater slammed the World Eater who had contradicted him against the wall.

"Are you challenging me?" the icy question rang out, as the chainsaw axe in his hand was already activated. The sharp blade was already close to the Devourer's neck.

"Hi." Suddenly, a flippant and provocative voice broke the increasingly exciting atmosphere.

All the World Devourers looked over and saw their target standing in the distance.

At this moment, Quan Tiehua stood there, holding a bomb gun in his hand. He had taken off his helmet, and his arrogant and provocative expression was evident on his face.

Then, he mustered all his strength, and his body moved accordingly as he gathered his strength, shouting, "You bunch of lowly, inferior, cowardly slaves!"

This statement can be likened to a meteorite impacting Earth's oceans. A single stone stirs up a thousand ripples.

In the Legion of the World Eaters, Angron, the Primarch, was tricked by the Four Chaos Gods in his childhood and ended up on a planet in the universe, where he became a slave in the arena.

And he was fitted with the Butcher's Nail. Because the Butcher's Nail constantly stimulated his brain, and only killing could bring him peace.

Later, he was taken in by the Emperor and led his offspring, the World Eaters. All the Astartes in the World Eaters army, following the example of their great father, fitted themselves with the so-called Butcher's Nails.

The result was that they became extremely aggressive and offensive. Furthermore, Angron established strict rules for this.

On his original planet, a day consisted of 31 hours. Therefore, after accepting the legion, he stipulated that victory in battle must be achieved within 31 hours. However, if victory was achieved only after the 32nd hour, the legion would be subject to extremely severe penalties.

That meant letting his offspring kill each other. In addition, Angron was sometimes driven to nervous breakdown by the Butcher's Nails, and when the pain reached its peak, he would even kill his own offspring to alleviate it.

Therefore, the 12th Legion was quite small in number and size. In order to maintain the size of the legion, they began to capture slaves they had chosen and forcibly reformed and brainwashed them. In this process, whether the reformation surgery was successful or failed, a large number of slaves would be tortured to death by the Butcher's Nail or the reformation surgery.

Therefore, it can be said that the 12th Legion, the World Eater Legion, is a slave legion through and through.

"Ahhhhh!" In an instant, the eyes of these World Devourers turned blood red, and the chainsaw axes and chainsaw swords in their hands roared.

Khorne, watching from within the space, felt a surge of excitement, but he forcibly suppressed his emotions.

After all, he wanted it alive.

Just as he was about to personally deliver the order, Quan Tiehua, standing in the passageway, revealed a confident smile. The explosive gun in his hand suddenly burst into flames, and a bomb accurately passed through the gap between the World Eaters and hit a grenade in the pipe next to him.

boom--

The violent explosion ripped open the pipes, and the massive amount of high-pressure toxic gas caused the oncoming Devourers to stumble.

The shockwave from the explosion even sent nearby World Devourers flying backward.

Just as he scrambled to his feet, preparing to continue the charge with his comrades who had recovered, a barrage of explosions erupted around them. Several thermobaric bombs melted half of their bodies.

Quan Tiehua walked up to them and looked at the only World Devourer whose lower body had been melted away but who was still alive.

"You were right. These Butcher's Spikes of yours are truly made for cowards. You Astartes, a bunch of self-deprecating slaves, have never understood what true courage is. You can only rely on external things to ignite that false courage. What cowards you are. Cowardly legions. And your cowardly Primarch—Angron."

The World Eater had its lower body blown off, but the intense pain was masked by the nerves stimulated by the Butcher's Nails.

Especially after hearing these words, he roared even louder. He wanted to curse, but Quan Tiehua didn't give him the chance. The chainsaw sword swept out, severing his head.

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(End of this chapter)