Warhammer: From the Devouring C'tan Fragments

"Die! Horus! You traitor!"

The Blood Angels, trapped in a state of Black Rage, had rage burning in their eyes, and their roars echoed through the corridors.

The Blood Angels, caught in a state of black rage, didn't understand why there were so many Horus before them, but they still roared loudly and attacked the battle robots.

"Kill the intruder!"

The cold electronic sound of the combat robot rang out, as if without any emotional fluctuations, but at this moment it revealed endless cold murderous intent.

Suddenly, the fighting spirit between the two sides burned like a raging fire, and the guns in their hands were like the scythes of the god of death, and they pulled the trigger at each other without hesitation.

The light green energy rays ejected from the Gauss rifle were like deadly lightning bolts, instantly cutting through the void.

The bolt pistols were like angry beasts, roaring and firing bolts at the enemy.

"呲-"

The pale green energy beam accurately hit its target, and the Space Marine at the forefront roared in pain. His heavy power armor continuously corroded, as if countless insects were gnawing at his body. He struggled to stand firm, but the powerful corrosive force gradually made him lose his balance.

"Bang, bang!" The remaining Blood Angels were not afraid and continued to shoot wildly.

Bombs shot towards the combat robots like a meteor shower. Each explosion brought a huge impact force, blowing the combat robots into pieces.

But at the same time, more combat robots rushed into the corridor, their eyes still cold and ruthless, and continued to launch fierce attacks on the Space Marines.

"Sizzle", a series of light green Gaussian energy rays continuously shot towards the Blood Angels rushing over.

The combat robots desperately fought back with their Gauss rifles, trying to stop the enemy's attack. Green lights intertwined, forming a web of death that enveloped the entire corridor.

"Boom!"

"呲呲"

The fierce sounds of grenade launchers and Gauss rifles resounded through the sky, and every gunshot seemed to tell the cruelty of the battle of life and death.

The Space Marines shuttled through the Gauss energy rays, their figures as agile as ghosts, constantly looking for the enemy's flaws and quickly approaching the combat robots.

The combat robots are like ruthless killing machines, charging towards the enemy without fear, vowing to destroy them all.

"Bang bang" one after another the charging combat robots were hit by explosive bombs and blown into pieces.

"Bang, bang, bang." One by one, the Blood Angels who were in a state of black rage were hit by the energy rays shot out by the Gauss rifle during the charge, and they fell heavily on the deck with a dull collision sound.

Ordinary Blood Angels' power armor does not have a field shield and cannot defend against the energy rays fired from a Gauss rifle, but these Blood Angels are extremely agile and continue to rush towards the combat robots under the pressure of death.

"Die! Horus!"

This angry roar seemed to tear the entire battlefield apart. A Blood Angel priest wearing a silver-white skull power helmet suddenly rushed out from the dense crowd of Space Marines like a scarlet lightning.

His steps were as fast as a cheetah hunting, and he approached the combat robot quickly and firmly with an indomitable momentum.

As he ran, it seemed as if a pair of invisible wings were flapping behind him, and a few snow-white feathers kept falling. The pure white formed a sharp contrast with the bloody battlefield around him, appearing so pure and flawless, as if he was a messenger from heaven, here to slay the devil.

The Blood Angels chaplain's speed was truly jaw-dropping, breathtaking. Even specially designed combat robots with sophisticated mechanical eyes could barely keep up. Every step he took seemed to leave a silver streak in the air, a symbol of speed and power.

The large amount of Gauss energy rays shot out by the combat robots poured down like a rainstorm, but the priest seemed to have a magical sense and could always avoid them skillfully.

For a moment, dozens of battle robots flew around like headless flies, unable to hit the priest in his black rage state. His eyes gleamed with a fiery light, as if burning with endless rage, and his aura intimidated the enemies around him.

"buzzing"

The chainsaw sword in the hands of the Blood Angel priest began to spin at an extremely fast speed. The rotating gears made a sharp roar, as if they were going to cut everything into pieces.

The priest gripped the chainsaw sword tightly in his left hand and slashed at a combat robot with such force that it seemed to split the sky and the earth in half.

With a loud "buzzing" sound, the rotating gears of the chainsaw sword easily split the combat robot into two halves. A large number of parts kept flying everywhere and scattered on the battlefield, as if it was a ruthless judgment on the enemy.

The priest didn't pause at all, continuing to swing his chainsaw sword like a killing machine, rushing towards the other combat robots. Wherever he went, combat robots fell one after another, and a large number of mechanical parts were scattered on the ground.

"Live up to the blood of Sanguinius!"

The rest of the Blood Angels, who were in a state of black rage, seemed to be driven by a divine power. After the priest rushed into the group of battle robots like lightning and successfully caused chaos.

They rushed into the group of combat robots like a rushing torrent at lightning speed.

The buzzing chainsaw sword, like the scythe of the god of death, flashed a cold light in the corridor. Every swing seemed to be able to cut through time and space, instantly chopping the sturdy combat robots into countless pieces, flying everywhere.

"Emergency call for support!"

"Emergency call for support!"

While the combat robots were doing their utmost to block the Blood Angels' advance, they were also like tireless messengers, constantly sending messages requesting support to the bridge.

They knew their mission well. Even though they weren't good at close combat, as long as there were no soldiers nearby who could effectively stop the enemy, the battleship's intelligent program would not hesitate to forcibly control them, allowing these seemingly cold and ruthless combat robots to forcibly slow down the enemy's unstoppable offensive.

In order to gather a large force and buy precious and fleeting time, on this cruel battlefield, every minute and every second was related to life and death, and these combat robots became one of the key factors in determining victory or defeat, using their own lives to block the attack of these Blood Angels.