Stars for the good Warhammer

As a large number of wandering soldiers modified by Alliance biotechnology and equipped with sophisticated prosthetics joined the battlefield, this temporary camp built by Chaos Cultists soon turned into a brutal killing field.

From the moment they were released, these clone soldiers wearing light armor and completely weaponizing themselves fell into rage under the catalysis of various drugs and hormones. The wandering souls had only one purpose, which was to use Kill and destroy all unidentified units by all means.

The monomolecular claw fixed on the right hand gives them the ability to harvest flesh and cut light armor elegantly and quickly. The left hand is equipped with a melt pistol according to the actual situation. Each one is a refined masterpiece of the mechanical priest. This gave the Haunters the ability to confront the Chaos Astartes head-on.

Although in terms of combat skills, these clone warriors who have been trained for a short period of time through consciousness infusion are slightly inferior to real veterans with more than 10,000 years of combat experience, they can rely on their physical fitness and quantity that have been enhanced to the limit by genetic technology and drugs. With the advantage, the wandering spirits still successfully dominated the battlefield.

They slaughtered the panicked cultists, and when facing the Chaos Astartes, they hunted in groups of three. Even if some wandering souls died unfortunately in the process, for the killers This may not necessarily be a good thing.

Because according to Otto's suggestion, William mixed a dangerous chemical agent into their blood during the process of creating these wandering souls. Once the host's heart stops beating and the immune system starts to stop working, then the blood stored in the game will be The medicine in the soul will begin to mix on its own.

In the end, their corpses were turned into a powerful bomb. The hardened bone fragments were even powerful enough to penetrate the ceramite armor during the splash. As the explosions began to occur one after another in the camp, even the Chaos Ah of the Black Legion Stadt inevitably began to suffer casualties.

As the main target this time, the decapitation team consisting of six wandering souls and carrier-based aircraft launched a surprise attack on Abaddon, who was guarded by the guards. However, as the Chaos Warmaster who received the blessing of the four gods, this matter was obviously not as expected. So easy.

The magic sword Drachnion easily cut off a wandering spirit that broke through the Terminator Guards. The completely different fighting methods and strange weapons and equipment displayed by these soldiers had already made the war commander realize that without a doubt, Unexpectedly, the forces of the alliance have already intervened.

At this moment, the mutant wizard from before came to Abaddon's side in a hurry.

"Sir! We failed! There is no possibility for the ceremony to continue."

According to his report, the Chaos Sorcerer responsible for the execution of the ritual suffered heavy casualties due to the focus of the wandering spirits. At the same time, the imperial civilians used as living sacrifices suffered huge losses in the raid just now. They were already less than necessary quantity.

Not long after the words fell, there was a violent explosion, and the altar used to lift the seal of the temple collapsed during the explosion. At the same time, several Gloria bipedal mechas equipped with organic cannons also collapsed. Appeared at the end of the canyon.

However, faced with this situation, Warmaster Abaddon did not show any dissatisfaction. Instead, he laughed in front of his men.

"fail?"

"No, this is our victory."

In the puzzled gaze of the wizard, Abaddon looked up with an arrogant look at the silver-gray transport planes that were still transporting soldiers to the battlefield.

"Their reaction just proves that the prophecy is correct. These temples are indeed the lifeblood of the Ashes Alliance. Otherwise, how could they send such a large force to stop our actions? We have already grasped the weaknesses of these outsiders. Then the next thing to do is very simple.”

At this moment, the Terminator veteran on the side suddenly received an emergency communication from the fleet from the communicator on his helmet. According to the fleet commander's report, the Vengeful Spirit parked in orbit was actually being attacked by the imperial fleet at this moment. attack.

When he learned that those people actually had the idea of ​​​​the Vengeful Spirit, Warmaster Abaddon's face was obviously a little more angry.

"Return to the flagship immediately."

Hearing this, a Chaos Terminator couldn't help but look at the members of the Black Legion who were fighting with the wandering souls in the camp.

"But sir, our people are still there."

However, before he could finish the sentence, Abaddon interrupted him rudely.

"I am your Warmaster, obey my orders!"

Soon, with the light of the personal teleportation device flashing in the battlefield, Abaddon and his Terminator Guards had disappeared from the camp site in just an instant. Naturally, such a situation could not escape the ship hidden above the battlefield. The attention of the reconnaissance ship sensing the situation on the battlefield.

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the other side.

Located in the orbit of Simon, at this moment, an imperial fleet with nearly 300 warships has appeared in front of the black fleet through a collective short jump, and immediately communicated with the prepared Chaos warships. A fierce artillery battle began.

The goal of this imperial fleet was very clear. At the first moment of the battle, nearly one-fifth of the main battleships in the team focused almost all their firepower on the fallen Glory Queen-class battleship.

Even if this will cause the fleet to suffer huge casualties, facing the perfect opportunity to kill humanity's enemy in one fell swoop, Admiral Speyer, as the fleet commander, is willing to pay any price, even his life.

Amidst the roar of macro cannons and the explosions of small battleships, countless carrier-based aircraft were released from the cabin. Skilled pilots shuttled through the dense air defense barrage, heading towards the huge space giant. The beast dropped hundreds of anti-ship torpedoes.

Faced with the huge gap in fleet strength, the Vengeful Spirit obviously did not intend to fight. Seeing that the giant ship that had withstood the fleet attack had begun to turn, a communications officer in the Gothic-class cruiser Emperor's Glory nervously said: The report came out.

"General Speyer! The Vengeful Spirit is trying to escape!"

Hearing this, the lean and capable officer in an officer's uniform gave the order in an angry voice.

"Order the fleet to approach the Vengeful Spirit immediately! We will end humanity's great enemy here!"

However, not long after the words fell, another observer on the bridge shouted in surprise.

"Sir! Look there!"

Looking in the direction of the opponent's gaze, Speyer was surprised to find that along with the light blue light produced by hyperspace disturbance, a silver-gray battleship suddenly appeared from the void.

As the energy on the bow of the ship beat, a straight arc of light quickly divided the battlefield and hit the engine room of the Vengeful Spirit almost instantly, causing the giant ship to temporarily lose power.