The Emperor’s Angel of Death

The dragons followed the Chapter Master as they marched towards Hell, crushing the heads of the closer demons with melee weapons and smashing the farther ones with melta and bolt shells.

"Destroy them! Burn them all!"

With a hammer, a demon's head was smashed into the chest cavity, and Tu\'shan, who completed the sixth kill, let out a roar that shook the sky.

Then, they encountered enemies other than demons.

Between the pillars of fire stands an altar, its sides towering high overhead. Surrounded by piles of gilded statues, what was once a seated emperor carved from ivory and jade has its upper half shattered, and dozens of corpses piled on top of it, forming a monument made of butchered flesh. Stacked thrones.

Sitting on the throne is a Chaos Space Marine with a bull's head. His **** head has huge upward horns, covered with golden decorations, covered with needle-like black hair, and huge eyes like blood. As red as he was, his nostrils spewed hot air, his occasionally open mouth was full of fangs, and he was wearing a patchwork set of Terminator armor, with many profane patterns carved on the red lacquer.

"Ha, the black grandsons of the Salamander."

The Chaos Space Marine's voice was so penetrating that it even reached the point of creepiness. It stretched out its hands, reached next to the throne, and picked up a gem-encrusted scimitar and a carved knife from the corpse. A sword with an evil spell.

"Forget how your last chapter master died?"

Tu\'shan let out a low growl, raised the warhammer high, and directly smashed a demon that slipped past his feet into mud sticking to the gravel.

Then he looked at the Chaos Champion, pointing his warhammer at him.

"This time we are here for revenge, and we vow to drive you **** to extinction."

In response, the Champion of Chaos stood up from his carrion throne, shaking the human skin cloak behind him slightly, two weapons clasped in his hands.

"Hei Sun of Nocturne Star, I hope your hammer is harder than your mouth."

The invitation to challenge has been issued, and both sides rushed towards each other without saying a word. At the same time, a large number of Chaos space fighters also rushed out from the surrounding flames, fighting with the fighters of the Fire Dragon Company, but there were quite a few people It was wiped out by the vehicle behind the fire dragon company before it even touched the enemy.

The Fire Dragon Company did not go deep alone, and the Star Militia Army was covering them. Most of them were troops from Krieger. The thick coats and closed masks on their bodies could help them resist part of the flames and high temperature.

They marched silently, advancing the front line in an orderly manner, Leman Russ rumbled down the burning buildings, no matter it was demons or others, they were all crushed under the tracks.

The Red Corsair's Space Marines soon found themselves under siege.

"You reported earlier that the rescue force is coming."

"I said."

The commissar let out a sigh of relief, like all of them, he was too **** tired to care about anything but gray-faced grunts.

"But now that there is no new information from the rear, I'm not sure if the command still exists."

Thabo Morris looked around him. Their new position was an old chapel, the entrance blocked by piles of rubble and broken woodwork, and hordes of iron guards sat on stone piles, holding guns , some drinking from nearly empty jugs, others staring blankly at the floor.

After 30 hours of continuous fighting, everyone's physical fitness was pushed to the limit, and etiquette and rules have become less critical things at this time.

"The enemy will attack immediately."

Thabo Morris slid down from the stool, and then said to the remaining one thousand iron guards:

"Today is a good day for the empire to watch me wait. At least I have chosen a decent grave for us."

As he spoke, he raised his head to see a great stone Aquila hanging from a broken arch, still hanging from its corroded chains.

Suddenly, he heard something moving outside, so he grabbed the sword stuck on the wooden table beside him.

"Ready to fight."

The soldiers who were still a little depressed just now bounced up from the ground under the action of instinct, then picked up their laser guns and returned to their respective posts.

Thabo Morris went to one of the windows and looked out through the gap.

"This is-"

He didn't see the imaginary overwhelming enemies, but instead he saw the flames.

A Chaos Space Marine stumbled out from the corner of the street. His whole body was burning. The heretic let out a piercing scream, took off his helmet, and slammed the flames on his body, but it was useless. Finally, after running for more than a hundred meters, he fell down with a bang.

Then, accompanied by a roar, three flying vehicles that were familiar to him but unfamiliar flew by in a formation, and then dropped bombs around.

When those bombs exploded, flames soared into the sky. Even a few hundred meters away, Thabo Morris could feel the heat wave hitting his face.

"Looks like reinforcements are coming."

Vitality poured back into him in an instant, and he turned and yelled at the remaining soldiers.

"Bless the Emperor! Reinforcements are coming! Let's teach those **** heretics a lesson!"

As he spoke, he ordered the people to open the gate, and then the Mordians poured out from the church. At this time, the fire dragon company led by Tu\'Shan was fighting against the heretical space fighters of the red pirates. With the intensive bombardment of a large number of vehicles, they will The enemy was driven out of the building.

The Fire Dragon Terminator is even more unstoppable. The melta weapons in his hands burned all the space fighters who turned their backs on the light of humanity. The three flame eagles in the sky kept chasing and killing those who tried to escape. The incendiary bombs and melta bombs they dropped All the buildings of thousands of square meters were burned.

"Accept the enemy!"

Thabo Morris ordered:

"Line up, shoot!"

Exhausted as they were, the Mordians marched with precise steps, forming two files like a firing squad.

Afterwards, the laser gun kept spewing out light beams and making a hissing sound.

The Red Pirates who were fighting hard did not expect that the remnant army behind them would rush out again, and they were caught off guard. Many soldiers of the Tyrant Legion were shot down from behind, and even a few Chaos Space Marines were shot behind their power packs. Overturned by the explosion.

At this time, Tu\'Shan had already fought with the chaotic champion, both of them were giants, but their agility was far beyond ordinary people's imagination.

The Stormbringer clashes with the cursed sword ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Sparks fly, monsters and Chaos Space Marines try to come to help, but are immediately killed by other salamanders with bolters, or with fists and blades Go and kill them.

"Black bastard, go to hell! Go to hell!"

After being hit hard by Tu\'Shan on the chest, the champion of chaos uttered a series of crazy sounds, the syllables were stripped from the distorted subspace, and some twisted dark creatures like crows appeared from around.

Tu·Shan snorted coldly, since the other party didn't talk about martial arts, it was useless for him to be naive enough to be serious with the other party. He took a step back and directly pulled out the ancient deflagration weapon "Death Flame" on his thigh - Vulkan once used it This exquisitely crafted weapon was lost in Isstvan and later recovered.

As he pulled the trigger, the "Death Flame" erupted with a huge power that was completely inconsistent with its size. The surging wave of flames burned through the evil power summoned by the Chaos Champion, and exiled many filth from reality.

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