Warhammer 40k Chaos Tyrant

"Stop!" Guarding the last intersection was a Telamon Heavy Dreadnought.

This was a legendary dreadnought. Even among the powerful and luxurious imperial guards, the number of Telamon Heavy Dreadnoughts was small.

Whenever they appeared on the battlefield, it almost meant that the battle had been written with the sign of victory.

However, it was also rare. The rarity of Telamon Heavy Dreadnoughts came from the labor of master craftsmen required to make it, the terrible cost and huge amount of resources that could give ordinary people a myocardial infarction.

It took so many resources to make a Telamon Heavy Dreadnought, which was also one of the most perfect war machines that the entire empire could make.

However, what was even more incredible was that it was said that at least one of the most core defensive armor plates on each Telamon Heavy Dreadnought was made by the Emperor himself. Therefore, this rarity also led to strict control and selection of the great people who could be buried in it.

Lorgar tilted his head and looked at the overconfident imperial guard standing in front of him, and a mocking smile appeared on his lips.

These powerful war machines exuded endless killing intent. The one in his left hand was the Warrior Storm Cannon. This powerful rapid-fire energy weapon could switch between cluster firing and burst firing. The former had a longer range and stronger armor-piercing ability. Although the latter had a reduced range, it had an extremely high rate of fire and could quickly destroy a large number of lightly armored targets. The melee power in his right hand was the plasma projector, a powerful high-energy flamethrower that could easily burn all the enemies standing in front of him to ashes.

"If it were in the past, I might not be your opponent. But now..."

Before Lorgar finished speaking, the Telamon Heavy Dreadnought Mech opposite him had already begun to spray dense energy bullets.

"Will!" A strange spell came out of Lorgar's mouth, and along with this spell, a dazzling blue shield appeared out of thin air in front of Lorgar, and with the appearance of this wave of blue shields, a suffocating pressure appeared out of thin air in the bright underground palace.

"Ants!" Lorgar uttered these two words almost in a harsh tone, and then the dense energy bombs collided with the blue barrier.

"Puff puff puff puff..."

Lorgar's face changed immediately, and he saw that the barrier in front of him immediately burst out with brilliant water-like ripples, and with the appearance of this ripple, he had to retreat behind him.

He made a mistake.

It was not because the torrent of energy bombs in front of him was too dense, but what he didn't expect was that this energy bomb actually contained a lot of soul-breaking things.

It was not an energy bomb in the conventional sense, but an energy bomb specifically targeting psychic energy and chaotic demonic power.

That is to say, because Luo Jia was beaten by Chen Guo not long ago, he still had some psychological trauma, which made him subconsciously raise the level of the barrier to the extreme, so that he did not underestimate the enemy and fell into the hands of the imperial guards.

Luo Jia has not yet ascended to the devil, so he does not have to go through continuous sacrifices like some of his gene brothers to continue to stay in the real universe.

Moreover, unless it is not necessary, he will never give up his body.

This is a necessity for him to exist in the real universe.

"Damn ants!"

Luo Jia's body suddenly began to emit white light, and his eyes also bloomed with white light. Those strange runes engraved on his body, under the cover of white light, actually began to slowly flow on his body. It looked as weird as it could be, and the hair of the people who saw it stood up.

"Buzz buzz buzz ~"

Almost at the same time as the changes appeared on Luo Jia's body, the blue psychic barrier outside his body also began to slowly turn towards the white direction.

The ripples caused by the dense energy bullets disappeared, and the retreating steps slowly stopped.

The Telamon heavy dreadnought mecha and the driver inside immediately understood that relying on the storm cannon alone might not be able to successfully kill this powerful Primarch, and even defeating him would become extremely difficult.

He also understood that he had to use some other means.

The mecha shell on his body twisted for a while, and the Spirus type storm launcher slowly appeared in Lorgar's eyes.

The Spirus type storm launcher is a small firepower coverage rocket launcher with extremely fast firing speed and powerful power. It can launch hundreds of rockets in a very short time and tear apart all heavy vehicles in front of them.

Of course, the state in the underground palace at this moment may not be suitable for the use of a big killer like the Spirus type storm launcher.

But, in the eyes of the imperial guards, there is only the completion of the mission, and there is no so-called unsuitability.

"Arrogant!"

Of course, Lorgar also felt the pressure from the muzzle of the rocket launcher.

Without any hesitation, a ball of colorful mist quickly sprayed out from Lorgar's mouth.

"Hoohoo~"

Lorgar's figure disappeared, and disappeared from the eyes of the Imperial Guards.

"Hmm?"

The Imperial Guards stopped the storm cannon in their hands that had been firing energy bullets.

With a wave of his hand, the flamethrower on his right hand immediately sprayed out a dazzling fire dragon, covering all the colorful mist in front of him.

The blazing fire dragon rolled up a violent wind out of thin air, and a large amount of oxygen was burned, and the temperature soared upward out of thin air. In just a few seconds, a small vacuum area appeared in the underground palace, and the temperature reached a terrifying thousand degrees.

In such a harsh environment, any ordinary person would be immediately dried and ignited until he turned into a pile of charcoal.

"No one can survive in such an environment! Not even the Primarch."

Before the words in the mind of the Imperial Guard were finished, a ghostly figure rushed out of the fire dragon.

It's Lorgar!

"How is this possible?" Telamon's heavy dreadnought did not hesitate with his controller. It was almost the muscle reaction and the fighting consciousness that had been instilled in the depths of the soul. At the critical moment, the flamethrower on the arm had already covered Lorgar who was rushing over.

"Hoo, hoo, hoo~" The strong wind swept the flames, and surrounded Lorgar without any surprise.

But!

The imperial guards in Telamon's heavy dreadnought mecha did not feel the slightest bit of joy, but instead felt a sudden sinking in their hearts, because they found that they seemed to have been fooled.

"I'm here, you lowly ant."

Lorgar's voice came from behind Telamon's heavy dreadnought mecha.

At the same time, Lorgar, who was wrapped in flames, stopped struggling and slowly stopped moving. The screams that were still intertwined one after another completely disappeared, and a very strange smile appeared on his burnt face.

"No, this is just a phantom clone!"

The imperial guards who controlled Telamon's heavy dreadnought mecha immediately reacted. This was a tactic of making a feint to the east and attacking the west by the treacherous villain Lorgar!

With the phantom clone that was so real that it could be mistaken for a real one, he successfully deceived the imperial guards and thus avoided the fiery dragon that was burning on his body and would cause him great damage.

Telamon Heavy Dreadnought reacted quickly, but Lorgar's actions were obviously faster.

"Winter!"

Accompanied by a deafening sound, the scepter flashing with white light had already hit the side of Telamon Heavy Dreadnought heavily.

The Telamon Heavy Dreadnought weighing more than ten times the weight actually staggered and almost fell to the ground without standing firmly.

Just from this point, it is enough to imagine how much strength Lorgar used.

However, this is just the beginning. The violent blows like a storm quickly appeared on the body of Telamon Heavy Dreadnought. Those armors made of the hardest materials began to dent and deform at a speed visible to the naked eye, and pieces of scepter hammer heads appeared one after another.

Lorgar was like a madman at this moment, tireless and without any rules.

He just kept waving the scepter in his hand, trying to knock the Telamon Heavy Dreadnought in front of him directly into a mixture of flesh and blood and steel meat buns.

However, Lorgar was not a madman. On the contrary, he was very sober now, and he knew that with his current strength, he had no way to smash the Telamon Heavy Dreadnought in front of him.

The mecha made of a mixture of fine gold and shining gold, even if placed on a certain star, might not be able to melt smoothly.

Lorgar still had a backup.

And his backup was the colorful mist that was approaching rapidly from a distance.

"Mist of Order!"

The famous Tzeentch spell, although the word "order" was in its name, actually had nothing to do with order. And once infected by it, the creatures would immediately fall into disorder and chaos, and at the same time, there was a great probability that they would have the idea of ​​committing suicide.

The thing that Lorgar wanted to do most at this moment was to make a little crack and vent on this hard armor, so that the mist he released could smoothly enter the mecha, so that the imperial guards inside would directly have the idea of ​​committing suicide.

"Dong Dong Dong~"

The dull knocking sound echoed back and forth in the empty underground palace. Telamon Heavy Dreadnought Mech tried to break free from the passive situation more than once, but unfortunately, because of the powerful psychic energy used by Lorgar at this moment, his strength was already so great that it could harm people. So no matter how he struggled, he could not get rid of the scepter that hit him repeatedly.

However, Telamon Heavy Dreadnought Mech was really very hard. Under such a huge hammering, it actually did not show any signs of damage until now.

The deformation and dents on the surface were just some minor injuries that could be ignored. They were harmless and could not pose much threat to the imperial guards inside.

Lorgar frowned and began to chant a complex spell again. Then the red flame burst out of his mouth.

Although this flame was not as high as the extreme temperature ejected by the flamethrower, it was not much different.

Luo Jia really didn't believe it today. He couldn't even deal with this turtle shell.

However, in the next moment, a voice he didn't want to hear suddenly appeared in his ears.

"Haha, I finally caught you!"

Boom!

Amidst the dull and loud noise, Chen Guo walked through the colored mist like a ghost and launched a sneak attack. He had planned for a long time and hit Luo Jia with a punch. Luo Jia, who had never considered that Chen Guo would appear here and attack him, was caught off guard! At the same time, the floor of the underground palace, which was paved with black floor tiles of an unknown substance, also shattered one after another.

Luojia had no time to dodge, and immediately felt as if he had been hit by a heavy cannon. First, his eyes suddenly bulged, and the thick white psychic barrier on his upper body exploded and flew, and then there was a heartbreaking sound of bone cracking. The middle body rose up from the ground and flew backwards screaming in severe pain!

"you!"

When Luojia flew upside down in mid-air, he was hit by the concussive force of the huge fist. His bones, muscles, and internal organs were broken. Blood spurted out from his mouth and scattered in the air. He suddenly felt that he did not feel like he had been punched. In the middle, as if he was hit head-on by a small frigate, half of his life was immediately lost!

Boom!

In the blink of an eye, Luo Jia's body flew straight out for more than 20 meters like a cannonball, hitting the wall of the underground palace behind him hard, breaking a big hole in it, and then being buried by black earth and stone bricks.

Seeing this scene, Linda, who was following behind, immediately showed a satisfied expression. This was her order.

Not only did he easily punch out Lorgar who was brutally torturing the Telamon Heavy Dreadnought, but he was also like a rag doll and didn't even have time to react.

clang--!

Chen Guo clenched his fists and collided with each other. The berserker armor made a sound like gold and iron. He stared at the direction where Luo Jia was blown away by his punch, and his fierce face was filled with a ferocious smile:

"Bitch, I've been looking for you for a long time! I won't let you go no matter what I say this time. If you have the ability, try running away in my hands again this time.

As long as you can run away this time, I... won't, go to hell!

You damn piece of shit."

Winter winter winter winter winter!

Without any nonsense, Chen Guo's body like a tyrannosaurus crushed the air. Each step spanned nearly ten meters. Every step he took shattered all the poor black stone bricks on the ground, and the fierce wind it brought was even more direct. After blowing away the colorful mist that was constantly floating away, the whole person was like a high-speed train, running towards Luojia, which was covered by bricks and stones.

All in one go!

You are the scum of the world, you will die!