The Emperor’s Angel of Death

Gunshots broke out in the queue, and the Chaos Space Marines persisted for enough time to change the focus of the battle.

They quickly left the battle, leaving dozens of corpses.

However, the Thunder Eagle approached over the mud plain, and behind it was the storm crow that was chasing after him. The turret rotated and the main artillery fired, trying to catch every traitor who fled.

But then, on the other side of the plain, another thing happened, magnificent and terrifying.

It grabbed Soshyan's gaze.

"That is--"

A part of Chaos Interstellar Warriors gathered at the foot of the Mountain of Ruins, and above them, the Chaos Wizard roared.

But if you listen carefully, you will find that the sound pouring from his throat is not words, but a call, something far better than words.

It is a certain will that directly issues the will of the believer's soul, it is the worship of his fury, and the form is more real than any kind of hymn.

That is the anger itself condensed in the air, this power is extremely pure, unfiltered by meaning and language.

The Chaos Wizard is weaving a work, and billions of madness is the material.

His howling became louder and louder, his voice surpassed the limits of human beings, and he had never changed his breath, and his roar never stopped.

Layers of howlings flow into it, and the scream of the index's rise will soon exceed the sum of billions of thieves as raw materials.

Even so, is this enough?

This howl is meaningless, but it is so powerful that it can crush the stars.

"Do you feel it, Talos?"

Soshyan asked, his voice turned into a whisper in the furious chorus.

"I feel it, **** it, these people spend a lot of time."

A barrier is about to break through, and a wave of tide is about to hit, and when all emotions are about to reach the climax, it will turn into a huge amount of anger.

In the sky, Thunder Eagle is diving.

"Knock him down!"

Soshyan ordered immediately.

Then he felt it. Reality gap.

The earth responded to the anger first, and it began to tremble, crack, and tear out a huge mouth.

"Launch a rocket at that pile of rubble."

Soshyan ordered again.

"Aim at that wizard! Destroy it immediately!"

Other Thunder Eagle pilots confirmed that they had never thought that the tiny figure was the biggest threat.

But the reality has begun to tremble. The ground between the gunboat and the target cracked a huge mouth. Many demons and mortals fell into the enlarged rift, and then a large number of bones erupted from it. Within a few seconds, there were thousands of them. The bones move at a swirling speed.

The vortex engulfed more and more bones and began to shrink.

In an instant, a crowd surged, and the bones were molded into a whirlwind, climbing from the ground to the sky, ten meters, twenty meters, thirty meters...

Soon, it was a hundred meters high and it was still growing.

"shooting!"

All gunboats fired, automatic cannons, **** strike missiles, laser cannons and heavy bombs, all weapons pour anger at that weird creation.

Maybe their firepower ended the terror, maybe the density inside the whirlwind had reached its limit, no matter what the reason, the strong wind dissipated.

The bones exploded, and blood burst from the core of the whirlwind, splashed all over the ground, and sprayed into the sky.

But everything is not over.

Twisting and roaring, an unprecedented bone pillar plunges into the sky.

Its height was undulating, and its surface was winding and uneven, and then spinning the tentacles made of blood around the bone pillars, fell among the cultists, and also whipped the auxiliary army's queue.

Under the impact of the huge force, the armor shattered, and the two Makado heavy tanks were directly crushed into half parts.

The closer the armored force is to the bone pillar, the stronger the mental impact.

The devil’s creation is not only a fountain, a giant tower, but also a poisonous snake. It spins and raises a gust of wind, and the sound of howling is like the horn of a Titan's war.

That voice beckons anger, never fades, intensifies, and casts a shadow on everyone's soul.

"Don't touch blood."

Soshyan broadcasted on the public channel that he didn't know whether the blood would be corrosive, but he thought it was very possible. The bone pillars are undoubtedly extremely dangerous for mortals.

But there is no doubt that if we continue to fight like this, the situation will only get worse.

So Soshyan decided to take a risk.

"Talos, Dietrian's communicator, use it again."

Soon, Talos followed Soshyan's order to enter the Sikaran battle tank and activate a small mysterious instrument.

Due to unknown interference, Soshyan's area has completely lost communication with the outside world. The only thing that is still possible now is Dietrian's less compliant things.

Soon, Talos walked out of the cabin.

"All right."

With that, he pointed to the sky.

Soshyang looked up, and saw blood-red streaks piercing the night sky, burning red clouds, marking the approach of something.

In the next second, the fire ignited the horizon, radiant and scarlet, like the arrival of the old legion.

Everyone on the battlefield raised their heads, saw the fire pierce through the clouds, and instantly realized that this would be a catastrophe.

The sky was covered by flames, and countless shells came and fell like meteor showers.

The next moment, a fire storm swept across the dirty plain.

Everything is shrouded in flames.

Everything is shrouded in loud noises.

The orbital bombing at close range began.

Explosions continued one after another, the lumens of fire never extinguished, and waves of flames flowed from the sky and washed the ground.

The impact continued, the plain disappeared in the burst of bright light, and the roar was louder than ever before. Even though the automatic sensor in the helmet filtered the most serious noise, the sound was still hammering the skull.

A thousand meters away, a hill-like cannonball fell, like a deadly missile. The fireball with a diameter of several hundred meters suddenly expanded and evaporated into a piece of land, and the bone pillar fell down like a decaying old tree.

The debris of the upper layer crushed the base of the lower layer again, triggering a chain reaction, and the condensed blood collapsed like an avalanche.

The mountain-like area of ​​destruction was destroyed. The soldiers of the empire made triumphant shouts~www.wuxiaspot.com~ but the Black Legion did not admit their failure. The voice of the wizard sounded clearly, praising the power of darkness. Complementing the scene of destruction, the words of exhortation and the power of destruction contrast with each other and merge with each other.

"Look! Look! Great cause brings enlightenment! Get ready! Get ready for greatness!"

The Chaos Wizard fell in front of the mountain of ruins, and the body that was once a Chaos Interstellar warrior began to metamorphose, making it almost impossible to identify the original species.

I saw his skin bladders riddled with holes and ragged membranes hanging down, and most of the skin peeled off on its own and fell on the feet.

Except for the **** parts, the wizard's exposed muscles grew out of carapace-like scales and barbs, hard and sharp-his body was tearing itself apart from the inside.

The blood was flowing continuously, flowing down the ruins, the source was the wizard's body, but the loss of blood gave him strength.

His limbs and bones broke time and time again, until he was reshaped into a knotty creation. From time to time, broken bones pierced from the transformed muscles, but the wizard showed no sign of falling down. On the contrary, his roar It becomes more powerful and perfectly matches the rhythm of the rocking bone pillars.

Soon, his jaw dislocated and almost fell to the position of his chest, and the muscles of his cheeks stretched and torn, as tight as two curved iron hooks, the two muscles collided with each other from time to time, imitating the opening and closing of the mouth, lips Like a broken curtain, the protruding tongue is one meter long, and the tip of the long tongue is the spike of a poisonous scorpion.

This wizard shouldn't be alive, let alone still talking, but he has become a channel for a certain kind of mighty power to flow into reality, becoming detached between self-harm and bloodshed.

Just as it was trying to further expand this passage, in the flames, a Sikaran battle tank rammed out!

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