Warhammer: Decided to take the route of stars surrounding the warp

A face was torn open, and the devil's true face emerged.

The pitch-black sphere with green features is obviously pure black, but at a glance, it gives the illusion that it is facing the entire sea.

Yifeng was calm and collected, with one hand still holding the Word Bearer's face between his fingers in the air, and the other hand holding the cross sword of the undead, and stabbed it into the enemy's chest with a "puff".

"Why are you pretending to be Mandela? I've ruined Mandela's hometown. It's hard to say whether he is extinct now."

The raised hand slowly stopped, and the face fell from the fingertips. The golden hand began to accelerate, making a fist and hitting the opponent's head at double the speed.

The demon screamed, and its whole body trembled. The anti-psionic force pressed it back into the Word Bearer's body, and at the same time rejected the "head" outside the body, as if trying to tear the demon open along the wound on its neck.

At the exact moment when his fist touched the devil's "head", the entire head exploded into countless thin black lines. The demonic part outside the body is connected to the inner body with only a layer of spiritual material as thin as a cicada's wings. Thousands of filaments form a giant black ball, wrapping Yifeng.

It can attack Yifeng from any direction of the entire sphere, but its power cannot invade this area.

"Too weak." Yifeng stirred the cross sword and turned it around in the Word Bearer's body. At least physically, it broke both of the opponent's hearts.

The long sword split open the old seventy-eight-hand rebel power armor. The demon still did not surrender, and black silk threads connected the wounds on the body. Hang the severed body parts by his side.

The face that fell to the ground made a "pop~" sound, and the chaos runes engraved on it spontaneously ignited.

After the violent and continuous chops, Yifeng did not continue to swing his sword.

The opponent's whole body was covered with traces of black thin threads. Although the threads were crumbling in the strong wind, they could not be broken.

Yifeng's actions stalled for a while, and then he began to chop more violently.

This time, the limbs were no longer broken, but even the body was chopped into pieces and split apart piece by piece.

"You can't kill me." The devil's voice floated into Yifeng's ears like a voice from the sky.

Yifeng acted mischievously and took advantage of the moment when the opponent's silk thread was about to heal his body. He swung his knife and knocked the arm that was about to be sewn back, causing the Word Bearer's left hand to be sewn backwards.

The demon twisted the flesh at will, twisting the five fingers in opposite directions. The bloody palm turned into the back of the hand, and the back of the hand became as soft as silk, turning into the skin of the palm.

The demon looked at Yifeng mockingly, only to see boundless flames burning behind the tall golden giant, showing off wantonly.

The promethium elemental flamethrower burned through the black thin thread ball, and Bei Weijun "rescued" Yifeng.

Yifeng looked at him indifferently, and the cross sword had been inserted back into the keychain on his waist.

He despised it and remained motionless.

Devil: "You can't defeat me, and you can't kill me with a knife."

Yifeng: "Good fight, give me a hug."

demon:? ? ?

Why did the atmosphere suddenly become anxious?

Of course it was anxious. The plasma heat storm bomb with countdown turned on was already delivered behind Yifeng.

With quick eyes and quick hands, Yifeng thrust the bomb engraved with sacred inscriptions into the opponent's abdomen, which was slowly healing itself. Countless black lines in the big hole were healing the breach, and suddenly a large silver ball was forcefully inserted into the abdomen. Then Yifeng hugged the opponent and blocked the gap.

The demon hesitated for a moment, whether to throw the bomb from behind or to try to corrupt the bomb unreliably when it came into contact with the bones of the untouchable.

It has no further thought.

The body that Yifeng hugged turned into scattered molecules, and red flames hung on the black remains. The taboo words engraved on every inch of the Word Bearer's skin faded under the impact of the anti-psionic power.

In the distance, Ralph, who had arrived late, saw the human-shaped flame held by Yifeng slowly disappearing in the air, and was shocked!

Did the division commander install a melta gun on the front of the armor? When you see an enemy and give him a hug, he will be wiped out.

Where to install it? It starts only after hugging, it must be a deeply hidden position, it cannot be...

No way......

Well, the suspicion cannot be completely ruled out. Our division commander can do anything.

Go back and study, I, the Iron Warrior, cannot be worse than the Iron Hand in terms of technology.

.......

The communication was chaotic. This was the norm in the meat grinder battlefield. The captain of a certain imperial battleship received the communication. It was just not an action order, but asking about their status. Why didn't they act? .

The captain of the battleship, the navy general, wiped the sweat from his head and was worried.

The admiral was anxious. The battle had not been successful so far. He destroyed several frigates on the opposite side with his battleship, and then he was transferred to the side.

After a destructive battle, it is difficult to count how many Chaos warriors were killed, because the loyal naval warriors blasted a large number of facilities inside the warship, and the anti-jump gang's weapons depot, Geller position, and orbital bombing delivery area were all destroyed. It was blown up completely and died together with the enemy.

The problem is that the weapon array and void shield are fine, and the engine has been repaired by the Adeptus Mechanicus to 80% power.

Then we have to do something. Otherwise, the entire empire will think he is useless.

The admiral had an idea.

The war has been going on so far, and since it is difficult to change the state where the empire thinks I am useless, then I will let the enemy think I am useful.

His eyes quickly scanned the complicated battlefield situation and found a suitable target.

There was a battleship escaping, so I picked a good location. There are no large imperial ships or enemy ships in that direction. It is a direction with almost no strategic significance.

"Advance at full speed, fire! All weapon arrays are aimed at the opponent's evacuation position, conduct predictive fire suppression, and force the enemy to turn."

It's nothing originally. Macro-cannon barrages and space torpedoes are indeed very slow on a spatial scale and require pre-judged shooting, but your light spear array...

It just missed.

The huge light curtain fluctuated, as if the entire space was distorted.

The People's Light was stunned by a light spear. This beam of light that was supposed to be slowly diminishing in the endless void came to an abrupt end in front of our flagship.

The admiral immediately shouted into the communication channel, "There is an ambush!"

Regardless of whether it is chaos witchcraft or other forces that are trying to take advantage of it, if I find it, at least I will have merit.

The People's Light moved away decisively, and the fluctuations in this light curtain became more obvious, and more warships noticed this side.

The Eternal Mountain received a brief communication, and the flagship disappeared in the Macragge system.

Yifeng pulled his own motorcycle and hit it against the wall. There were some fragments of the power armor. He might have hit some unlucky guy and didn't kill him.

The car can't be used, so forget it. Anyway, I can walk around my house with my eyes closed.

"Division Commander! The flagship was almost discovered and retreated to the next system."

"Start Plan B, call all soldiers, and focus on defeating the opponent's weapons array."

Since it's not enough to do it all at once, then I will practice kindness. Dear loyal warbands, please keep your monastery.

The First Company jumped around in various monasteries. Sometimes, after joining the think tanks of other chapters, they would join other battleships with them.

The two sides were going back and forth, and the fight was lively.

It was different on the other side, a one-sided massacre.

There is nothing special about the opponent's drop transport ship. It is just a huge cabin with hundreds of traitors standing inside. The veterans waiting for the airdrop to land on Macragge will close the anti-landing barrier in a certain area, and then the transport ship will go down. Arrange the array.

The Iron Warriors' style of play still likes to dig trenches and deploy artillery, then bombard the city with secondary shields in the distance.

There are also many artillery weapons of the Dark Mechanicum in the transport ship.

Then he was jumped into the gang.

A company of adamantine warriors squeezed in, and everyone was enjoying themselves. The city-breaking power hammers were flying happily. The local people were very enthusiastic and set off several fireworks in succession to welcome us. We also performed a laser show with limited resources.

The other party affectionately calls us "my gods of chaos", "fearless warriors", "dream lovers"...

They also kindly gave us power armor as a gift. Each of us had to carry five pairs of power armor. When we returned home, the transport ship could hardly hold them.

Things were not smooth sailing either. One of our company's soldiers was hit by an opponent's battleship during the evacuation. The entire ship exploded. Seventy-one soldiers died on the spot. The remaining soldiers were floating in space, waiting for rescue. .

........

Yifeng fought all the way to the Tiaobang torpedo, which looked like an iron box plucked out of a scrap metal yard, with warning lights still coming out of it.

"Judging from this jumping torpedo, there should be ten enemies. We have solved them all."

"Be careful of teleporting invading enemies, and don't be careless. The power of the Sea of ​​Souls is more powerful than anyone imagines."

Now you really think highly of these Honso's warbands. The war has been going on so far. The warband members who jumped into Macragge have completed the designated strategic goals and are waiting for the follow-up tank army to launch. The result There has been no support from the sky for a long time.

Although the space warriors stationed on the planet were at a disadvantage in terms of numbers and experience, they could not hold them back from their advantageous location, and relied on their exquisite defense design to forcefully keep them out of the city.

"We need support, quick, what are the guys up there doing?"

The ground commander shook the Word Bearer vigorously. The Word Bearer, who served as a remote communication connection point, suddenly exploded, and blood and flesh spattered the Iron Warrior's face.

The veteran touched the tactical goggles, and the next moment, he saw a subspace channel open, and the demon rushed out of it.

Several demons rushed out and knocked down the surrounding warriors. After a moment, the subspace rift closed.

The ground commander reacted very quickly and slashed away the demon rushing towards him with one knife, but the surrounding soldiers who were doing other things were unlucky.

Screams filled the entire temporary command post.

The seven warriors were lying on the ground, holding their heads and rolling over, with various chaotic limbs sprouting from their bodies.

The ground commander did not hesitate. Like a cold killing machine, he personally killed all the demon-possessed warriors.

But there are still demons lingering, hiding among the corpses, waiting for the commander to turn around.

A suicide squad was being organized outside, and the commando captain who was preparing to launch a raid along the city's sewage pipes heard the sound and was about to come over to check the situation.

With a "Boom~", the door of the temporary headquarters was kicked open. The ground commander had become a corpse. The remains of several Astartes were sewn onto this humanoid demon. The chest, back and top of the head each had their own lengths. Create different demon faces.

Every move bursts out with powerful power.

The war suddenly turned into a kamikaze siege of demonic warriors.

......

Honso was in the sky, in the monastery, on the pile of corpses of Astartes, looking at the strong man in front of him.

The mad wolf's hand gently turned, aiming the sharp edge of the wolf's claw at the top, and the Word Bearer's body slowly slipped from the giant claw.

This group of thugs was even crazier than them. When the war gang members and the Space Marines were fighting, they directly blew the door in. The arrival of a large group of Terminators instantly reversed the situation on the battlefield.

When Hong Suo saw this huge warrior rushing towards him, he thought it was still the anti-psionic warrior, so he threw a few grenades downwards and prepared to smash the floor.

Kazanev's speed was extremely fast. Before the grenade exploded, he had already knocked away the three warband brothers in the charge, jumped over the heads of the opposing guards, and inserted a claw into the chest of the Word Bearer.

He is "skinny", this is Honso's first reaction.

Power claws and battle axes are all at a disadvantage when it comes to slashing, Honso once thought so.

It wasn't until he was in the air, listening to the howling wind blowing past him, Superman's face was distorted by the strong wind, and the whine of the servo system was louder than in the subspace, that he finally realized that this was not something he could deal with. people.

For the first time, he doubted whether he was wearing a cavalry terminator. Not only did he fall backwards, his feet even left the ground.

The armor Kazanev wore was very "thin". Except for the huge power backpack, it was only slightly larger than the power armor. Maybe the energy core is still tank-level.

The Mad Wolf's full attack will never be slower than the power armor.

Honso felt a faster gust of wind blowing from his left side. Was the enemy catching up?

He turned around and held the tomahawk on his chest, but the opponent tore his prosthetic limb apart with a claw. Honsou had no choice but to fire a shot with the ion pistol, then directly abandoned the relic pistol that had been with him for many years and changed his hand to hold the tomahawk.

A crater was made in the floor by Hong Suo's body, and a big hole was broken in the war-torn floor. Hong Suo fell directly into the unknown device below.

Kazanev snorted coldly and jumped up to chase Honso, but a powerful psychic attack knocked him back.

There is a price to pay for giving up anti-psychic power. One of Hong Suo's personal guards, the Soul Destroyer, blocked the way of the mad wolf.

The shiny bald head turned slightly, and Kazanev could feel his rising anger just by standing there.

Honso hates Chaos Sorcerers, but not the Psychic Cannon. Soul Destroyer himself is not a psyker. He carries a set of high-quality psychic guns of the Dark Mechanicus on his back. There are six spherical vacancies installed on the mechanical backpack, three of which are already empty, and the other three have three spherical slots installed in them. A head.

The only one left alive was the psyker with three heads.

Gray pipes were inserted into their faces, and their faces were completely disfigured and beyond recognition.

Each beam of psychic energy fired from the thick barrel will turn a head into flying ash. The evil energy of chaos mixed with the psychic energy of the wizard will emit a soul roar and tear apart the opponent's consciousness.

He tilted his head and glanced at Mad Wolf in confusion. Nothing happened?

It's strange that something happened, Kazanev's soul is with the Emperor.

The Soul Destroyer raised his big gun and aimed it at the naked head.

Crazy Wolf began to charge, equipped only with a power claw and holding nothing in the other hand. He did not carry the dark chain sword given by Yifeng.

This time, the disappearance of the psyker's head can be seen clearly. A huge steel needle is inserted into the head, a blood-red medicine is injected into it, the psychic energy in the head flashes, and the flesh and bones of the face begin to dissolve.

All the tubes inserted into the skull sent various forms of stimulation waves inward to stimulate his psychic potential, until only a naked brain remained in the entire device.

In the rapid overload of psychic energy, the brain was overheated and burned, and was completely sucked into the steel needle.

Kazanev is faster.

He comes with the wrath of the Emperor, and punishment is urgent.

The psychic energy accumulated in the big gun has not yet been released, and the scarlet power claws have already cut into the muzzle of the gun. Mad Wolf's charge did not change at all, letting the power claws move along the muzzle and barrel... all the way to the magazine. Cut away.

The Soul Destroyer raised the cracked gun. The surging power in it was so terrifying that for the first time, he wanted to abandon his body, completely abandon it.

The spherical psychic explosion swallowed up the area, swallowing up a dozen warband members and Space Marines who were still fighting around them, and even injured a Terminator.

The towering and huge adamantium energy backpack protected Kazanev. He raised his hand and looked at his power claw, not satisfied.

The scar was too shallow. He originally wanted to cut off the opponent's entire arm that was integrated with the gun. In this case, the explosion falling on the ground would destroy the area below and injure Hong Suo.

As for now...

"Company Commander, the enemies have been dealt with." The Terminator beside him swung his huge chain sword.

"Call me Kazanev. Now your first company commander is Li Anjun. Retreat...Humph, he can run fast."

.......

Hongsuo was teleported back to the nearest ship. The entire battlefield was in chaos, and war intelligence was piled up.

"Commander, the other party rushed into the transport ship, killed our soldiers, destroyed the war artillery, but did not destroy the engine, and left to join other ships."

"They are insulting..."

Hong Suo thought about the life and death moment just now and felt that the other party was qualified to do this.

Who is a good person who brought so many Terminators to join a battleship, and why are you leaving the Soul of Vengeance to join?

"They will pay the price for despising us. All capable warships will evacuate immediately."

"Master, what about the warriors on Macragge?"

"Let them rush into the opponent's facilities and fight with the enemy so that the opponent's warships will not bombard them."

Hong Suo wants to lead all active warships into the subspace.

If you were the commander of the Empire, what would you do next?

Send ships to pursue them, and place the Astartes on Macragge so that they can kill the traitors who have boarded our holy world.

Honso didn't care about Macragge being intact. He only wanted the planet, not the production buildings and political mansions.

If he hadn't been able to launch subspace magic on the ground to drag the planet into subspace after launching the Extinction Order weapon, he would have thrown all the powerful weapons without hesitation.

All warriors on Macragge are decoys, luring warriors wearing outrageous armor into requests.

He wants to fight back the carbine. His fleet has an advantage, a huge advantage. He wants to take advantage of the opponent's fleet's slack to fight back.

Destroy those Terminators and the strange Centurion suit warriors before they return to the battleships.

Then quickly launch an orbital bombardment against Macragge, using battleships, heavy artillery and powerful missiles to smooth the gap between the armors.

Once dragged into the subspace, no matter how powerful the armor is, it will succumb to that weird power.

......

The idea is good, but why is Hong Suo so sure that he has a great advantage in battleships?

The People's Light has been waiting for a long time, and the twenty Fengyun-class battleships on it have also been waiting for a long time.

When Honsou returned to the last outpost, which was very close, only half an hour away, he saw a huge black shadow.

.....

The war on the front line is not over yet. There are still many ships whose engines have been destroyed by the loyalists. The traitors on board refuse to surrender. They either defect to the Word Bearers and launch unpredictable teleportation to escape, or they hide in the complex narrow passages of the battleships and those who have never The area that appears on a ship's construction diagram.

Li Anjun walked quietly on the bottom of the deck, which was full of mutants and Chaos believer workers. Some demihumans were captured here and used as slaves.

There is only one corpse here now.

"No one saw it", doesn't it mean "quietly"?

At the deepest point at the bottom, a warband member is guarding there. He is the Iron Warrior (actually the stolen Imperial Fist seed). He will never surrender, nor will he collude with the subspace.

The bottom of the ship was very dark, and the searchlight slowly turned on and dimmed, until it was as bright as day in the eyes of the Astartes.

A smoke bomb was thrown.

He thought it was a smoke bomb.

"Bang~"

There was an explosion and the warband members could see nothing.

It's so bright, this is the radiance of psychic energy, this is a ball of illuminating psychic energy.

He held his shield nervously, with walls behind him and to his left and right, and the ceiling was so low that he was now half-crouching.

The cramped environment gave him a sense of security, and he moved his bolt gun slightly in the direction where the grenade was thrown.

"Zi La"

There was a small friction sound, and the muzzle of the bolter moved a little along the lower edge of the jumping shield's firing port, and then slowly slid down.

Li Anjun waved the spear of eternal sorrow, turned around and left.

He murmured in his mouth, "This is not difficult. Why does Sisyphus, the old think tank, collapse every time he uses the pumpkin hammer? Try using it instead with him next time."