Stars for the good Warhammer

That day, the people living in the city of Delos finally recalled the fear from the warp again.

When the imperial army was still preparing for the front-line attack, the demons appeared. The blasphemous creations of Chaos appeared in the streets of Delos without any warning in the shocked eyes of the law enforcers and refugees in the city. No one knew where they came from.

At the moment those things appeared, a violent explosion destroyed the tower in the center of the city that connected the ground port and the orbital airport. The huge steel structure in the fire curtain that illuminated the night sky was like a felled ancient tree, disintegrating and falling in the sky with the sharp wail of steel being twisted.

Among the building fragments that fell into the city one after another, a large number of noisy Nurglings emerged. It was not until then that the imperial people in the city realized that the spaceport above their heads had already fallen in the plague that spread secretly.

These low-level demons rode on the plague zombies and drilled into the rotten intestines of the Nurgle beasts, spreading the deadly plague to every corner of the city. In an instant, the originally peaceful city has become a paradise for Nurgle demons, filled with the screams of the crowd and the morbid laughter of the demons.

When the battle sisters stationed in the city arrived at the scene, accompanied by the trembling of the earth, a swollen demon as big as a knight titan slowly appeared in the depths of the street with a morbid smile. The dark green and eroded skin made it look like a rotten corpse that died of drowning and accompanied by the phenomenon of gigantism. At this moment, the monster was praising the father of plague who controls life with a blasphemous voice.

Although the nuns in power armor also have good combat power and fanatical beliefs that are not inferior to those of the Astartes, as mortals, they are still unable to stop the demon's advance. The powerful firepower that could destroy the tank armor was absorbed by the demon's rotten muscles and fat, and the damage caused was only equivalent to scratching the demon, causing the demon who called himself septicemic to laugh wildly.

The demon swung the severely rusted metal chain hammer in his hand, and then hit the nuns' position with the power to shake the earth. In an instant, it fell to the ground like a meteor. The huge impact force easily destroyed the street and wiped out the imperial army on the street like a giant crushing ants. Taking this opportunity, the demon tide following the demon also launched an attack, and soon overwhelmed the machine gun positions that were still firing with numbers.

However, strangely, after tearing apart the first line of defense in the streets, these demons that fell into the city through orbital debris did not rush to expand their victory, but gathered towards the camp of the alliance in the city as if guided, as if the local alliance members were their primary target.

After realizing the movements of these blasphemous things, several attack echelons composed of banshee gunboats flew at an ultra-low altitude and whizzed through the gathering demon tide in the city, pouring the incendiary bombs loaded in the cabin into the streets in the shortest time. Amid the violent explosions, the hellfire from hell instantly burned a large number of plague zombies to ashes. The flames temporarily blocked the progress of this plague army, but it was obviously far from enough to rely on this alone.

On the other side, Michael, who had received the news, was flying in a Banshee fighter over the city, overlooking the chaotic battlefield below. Due to the sudden incident, the imperial army on the front line could not even figure out what was happening behind them. What was worse was that the Plague Legion, which had been hiding in the position due to the existence of the giant war body, also launched a massive attack on the front position of the imperial army at the same time, as if to cooperate with the commotion in the city.

Raphael's voice came from the communicator.

"Why not let the giant war body in the position directly bombard the contaminated area in the city, what do you think?"

This was a crazy proposal. Considering that the entire city might be sent to the sky, Michael naturally would not agree.

At this moment, under the leadership of the Great Unclean One named Sepsis, the demonic tide in the city readjusted its attack and began to surge towards the Alliance's base again. At this moment, the magnificent municipal building was stacked with a large number of precious relics recovered from the Cyberlux factory. Hundreds of clone soldiers who stayed on the scene were stepping up to build defensive positions outside the building under Raphael's instructions.

Could it be that those guys were going to take away these precious materials before the recovery work was completed?

Thinking of this, Michael once again ordered the pilot to get as close to the ground as possible, wanting to find a suitable opportunity to enter the battlefield by descent to assist Raphael's defense work, but at the moment when the Banshee flew over the streets outside the city at high speed.

With the help of the superhuman keen observation of the Primarch level, an old man wearing a hood on the balcony of a building suddenly caught Michael's attention.

His intuition told him that the other person had a vaguely unpleasant aura.

The next moment, the multi-purpose radar installed in the Banshee fighter suddenly sounded a psychic alarm, but before Michael's fighter formation could react, just a breath later, several psychic lightning bolts rushed from the street to the sky like silver-white venomous snakes. This scene shocked Gerard and his group who followed Michael in another fighter.

"A psychic in the city launched an attack?"

"Could this demon invasion be caused by humans?"

Since the Banshee itself does not have a shield generation system, the sudden psychic lightning that seemed to be deliberately targeted broke the tail of the Banshee that Michael was riding at a very extreme distance.

"Oh no. They are falling!"

Seeing the psychic flames bursting out from the tail of the No. 1 aircraft in front, Lori, who was sitting at the tail of the No. 2 aircraft, screamed. Under the gaze of the group, the fighter plane Michael was riding in instantly lost balance. Even though the pilot tried hard to maintain the flight posture of this light vehicle, the severely damaged vehicle still fell rapidly and collided with the outer wall of a building.

The rapidly diving aircraft penetrated several buildings in succession like a steel needle shell. After scattering most of the parts everywhere, the Banshee fighter with only a cockpit left finally rolled and fell to the ground.

What's worse is that such a loud noise naturally attracted the demons wandering in the city. At this moment, those blasphemous things were quickly gathering towards the crash site. Seeing this scene, Gerard, who had been silent, hurriedly looked up and shouted in the direction of the clone pilot.

"We have to help him!"

However, he had just said this, and the next moment the No. 2 fighter they were riding in suddenly shook violently. The plane seemed to plunge into a vortex. If it weren't for the seat belts, I'm afraid the four people in the cabin would have flown out long ago.

It was not until then that they realized that a black "dark cloud" had wrapped the No. 2 plane in it at some point, and when Lori, who was sitting at the tail, looked out the window carefully, she saw a scene that she would never forget.

There were tens of thousands of plague flies carrying various diseases. At this time, these disgusting arthropods were hitting the observation window of the cabin and the power output port of the engine with their bodies. The people in the cabin knew very well that if they could not leave in time, the crash of the No. 2 aircraft would be a matter of time.

Just when they were still undecided, Mardo, who was sitting in the corner of the cabin, seemed to have suddenly thought of something. The next moment, the thin priest suddenly said in a firm and serious tone.

"We must go to the State Church Inquisition in the city of Delos immediately. Only by rescuing the girl can we have a chance to save Michael and the city. I am very sure that no one in this city can deal with the devil except her."

Mardo's words made Gerard feel very puzzled.

"You mean the girl who is called a saint? But now she has been declared a heretic by the state religion, and even the Primarch called her a witch. Even if she is the only one who can save Delos, how can we make those lunatics of the state religion believe you?"

"If that's the case, we'll take her out in our own way."

Faced with Gerard's question, the young priest had almost no hesitation.

"You plan to snatch people from the state religion? Are you crazy? Those lunatics will declare us heretics!"

However, Mardo obviously didn't care about these words. Even in such a critical situation, his tone still carried a hint of ridicule.

"Don't forget that you and the big guy signed your names with me. Now we are believers of the Star Sect."

"In other words, they are heretics!"

Looking at the other party's firm eyes, Gerard was obviously shocked.

On the other side, a meteor wrapped in flames streaked through the night sky.

The plane No. 1, which Michael was riding on, finally stopped after leaving a trench one kilometer long on the ground.

This forced landing at the speed of sound was not a pleasant feeling. Fortunately, the cabin with a reinforced lining was strong enough, and the power armor on his body absorbed most of the impact. Except for a shallow wound on his face caused by the collapsed debris because he failed to put on his helmet in time, the crash did not cause Michael much damage.

In comparison, the pilot in the cockpit was in a more miserable state. The huge impact force had already shaken him into a pool of paste, like fruit puree thrown into a juicer.

At this time, Michael didn't care about much. After knocking open the stuck cabin door with an elbow, he jumped down the severely deformed cabin at the fastest speed. At the moment when his front foot just jumped out, accompanied by the crisp sound of chains colliding with each other, a chain hammer with multiple hammer heads was hit hard at the wreckage of the plane, smashing it to pieces with just one blow.

Perhaps it was a little joke from the goddess of fate. The out-of-control Banshee fighter happened to fall not far from the Great Unclean One of Nurgle. At this moment, the demon with a pair of antlers on his head was looking at the tiny silver-armored knight in front of him with a creepy smile. Seeing that more and more zombies and demons had surrounded him, it was obvious that a fierce battle was inevitable.

Seeing this scene, Michael did not say much. He just stood up silently and pulled out the hilt from the storage compartment that popped out from the outside of the leg armor. After receiving the correct DNA data, the nano-network stored in it was instantly activated and then quickly constructed into a sharp blade.

At this moment, Michael noticed that in front of an inconspicuous building in the distance, the old man who had just appeared on the balcony stood in front of the window again. Although he could not see the other person's face clearly, he could feel that the old man was looking at him with an interested look.

Could it be that he is the mysterious man who launched a psychic attack on Unit 1? Could it be that the appearance of these Nurgle demons here is also related to that guy?

Before Michael could figure out what the connection was, without any nonsense, the swollen demon once again swung the iconic chain hammer in his hand and struck Michael again with a thunderous force.

Fortunately, this attack seemed so slow to Michael, who inherited the blood of Sanguinius. After easily dodging the attack of the Great Unclean One again, the Nurgle demons that had already gathered around the crash site began to surge up like a tide, and behind them, more and more blasphemous things were also gathering here.

Although he didn't know the specific reason, Michael could clearly perceive that these demons seemed to have some kind of unusually strong interest in him, which made him a little incomprehensible. Could it be that these guys were targeting him from the beginning?

Soon, as the demon tide gradually approached, dozens of slow-moving plague zombies fell under Michael's sword in a flash, and the speed was amazing even for the demigod Astartes.

Such behavior seemed to have angered the Nurgle demons at the scene. Taking advantage of the endless plague zombies and Nurgle beasts in front to interfere with Michael's movements, the Great Unclean One who rushed into the battlefield like a sumo wrestler immediately swung the giant hammer in his hand again.

This time, the knight who was deeply surrounded obviously did not have enough space to dodge. With the roar of the giant hammer falling to the ground, just when the demons thought that this blow was enough for them to win.

The next moment, the scene that the demons did not expect appeared. They saw that the chain hammer in the hands of the Great Unclean One, which was heavier than the knight himself, was actually lifted up, and all this was thanks to the genetic characteristics of each original knight.

——【Very Strong】

As for the description of this characteristic, it is also very simple, so simple that it can be summarized in one sentence.

——【When activated, this gene will grant the knights powerful physical strength that is almost beyond the laws of physics.】