Warhammer 40k Chaos Tyrant

"Interesting enemy! It's your turn. Go meet your gene brother!" Looking at the golden figure shuttling back and forth on the edge of the artillery barrage, the Nurgle demon who had revealed his true body sat on the ground like a small mountain. He held a brown-purple spoon in his hand, and the edge of the spoon was stained with a lot of mucus that could not be described in words.

As he spoke and waved the spoon in his hand, a rotten giant wearing Astartes armor slowly emerged from a boil on his body.

Compared with the demon as huge as a mountain, this rotten giant was like a tiny thing, but if you catch a Nurgle beast standing next to him, you will be surprised to find that he is actually taller than the Nurgle beast, and looks like a small mountain from a distance.

"It's my father!"

If you look closely, you will find that this rotten giant wearing Astartes armor has some marks from the Death Guard Legion on his armor. If I guess correctly, he should be from the Death Guard Corps, but at this moment he has no relationship with the Death Guard Corps at all. He has been upgraded to a certain degree of demon, becoming a descendant of a Chaos Demon, and becoming one of many Chaos Demons.

"Puff!" Lu Yindor used the same method to kill a Nurgle beast that was killing people in the mortal army. These behemoths are most afraid of fire, but ordinary fire cannot get close to them at all, and they will be directly extinguished by the corrosive mucus on their bodies. But after using this special combustion aid - pure carbon, those corrosive mucus can no longer threaten the existence of fire.

He shook off the green mucus on his body. The armor made of gold essence was not afraid of the corrosion of these mucus at all. Even these mucus could not leave any traces on his body. If it were not for the direct mucus corroding the soil and emitting bursts of white smoke when it fell on the ground, I am afraid that everyone would think that these green mucus were just fake.

Lu Yindor was very satisfied with his new armor, although it was not specially made, so it was not very close-fitting and felt a little empty when worn. However, compared with his special defense, this little disadvantage was not so important.

Standing on the top of the trench and looking at the positions that had been fighting below, Lu Yindor began to calculate the time.

The time was still a little too tight. You know, it took the Empire nearly a week to lose these positions. Now only half a day was given to take all these positions back. This was not a test, but a miracle that was almost impossible to accomplish.

Fortunately, at this moment, he had artillery support at any time and anywhere, and the dense artillery fire was enough to smash everything in front.

Quickly jumping down the trench, Lu Yindor ran towards the direction of another Nurgle beast. These monsters were more difficult than the dreadnoughts, and the mortal army had no way to deal with them. The Thunder Warriors were able to solve a lot of them with their combined efforts, but there were still many Chaos Demons around the Nurgle Beast. These Chaos Demons were not stupid. Facing the dense artillery barrage, they cleverly hid beside the Nurgle Beast, relying on the Nurgle Beast's huge and tough body to block most of the impact and explosion, as well as the shrapnel that was enough to tear them apart easily. What's more important is that with their existence, the mortal soldiers had no way to rush to the Nurgle Beast.

There was no way to sprinkle the combustion-supporting carbon powder on the body of the Nurgle Beast, and there was no way to solve these behemoths.

These Nurgle Beasts were like firepower fortresses at this moment. If they were not solved, it would be nonsense to want to regain the position.

Paul took his company and quickly hid in the dark corner of the trench. Pure carbon powder is very easy to burn, and a little spark can make it burn immediately. This is an industrial combustion aid. It can be used on the battlefield at this moment, which can be regarded as an additional function for it, not just an industrial combustion aid.

Slowly holding a small bag of carbon powder wrapped in fine cloth in his hand, Paul gestured to the Nurgle beast in the distance that was constantly swallowing a large amount of green viscous liquid.

"The distance is about 500 meters. With the help of the trench, we should be able to touch it within 200 to 300 meters around it. If you are lucky enough, it is not impossible to enter the first 100 meters. A distance of 100 meters, Kens should be a piece of cake for you!" Slowly turning his head to look at the Lester ratman who was blinded in one eye beside him, Paul's eyes were not as relaxed as his tone.

This little guy was shot in the eye by a stray bullet in the previous blocking battle. Fortunately, he dodged quickly and did not injure other nerve centers. According to the doctor's later identification, the bullet should have come from a conscript company... These conscripts who had not received any training fired indiscriminately after seeing the Chaos Demon. They did not kill any Chaos Demon, but killed many of their teammates.

"No problem, as long as I can see a little light, I can hit the target!" Kens' words were full of affirmation, which was an affirmation from a sharpshooter.

"Okay!" Paul no longer hesitated too much, nodded directly, and then quickly left with a few guards, while the others were left to protect a few Lester ratmen holding special sniper rifles.

Don't think that it is so easy to shoot at a distance of hundreds of meters. If it is flat, any shooter should be able to do it. But this is a chaotic trench, and there are walkers in the air that block the view, and at the same time, it is full of murderous green fog. In this case, it is possible to shoot in one second and hit a fist-sized object, and it must be when it just flies near the Nurgle beast.

One meter more or one meter less!

This is a very difficult thing, which is why several Lester ratmen were protected. At this moment, apart from these gifted Lester ratmen, I really don't know who else can do this.

The guards that Paul brought were all veterans, although compared with the veterans he brought before, these guards were relatively young. But being young does not mean that they have little combat experience. On the contrary, these guards are only young in age, and each of them can be said to have experienced many battles.

After putting a stimulant on his waist, Paul nodded to the guards behind him, who immediately pulled the trigger of the flamethrower in his hand. The hot flames quickly rushed to the front not far away, wrapping up the plague bacteria corpse that was standing still.

"Charge!"

The movement here immediately attracted several Chaos Demons not far away, and they quickly ran towards this side with their weapons in their hands.

I don't know why, no matter which camp the Chaos Demons came from, they were holding various bone swords, or rusty iron swords or iron axes... Don't these guys know to choose some suitable weapons for themselves before fighting?

Are all the Chaos Demons in the subspace so poor?

"Puff, puff, puff!"

The Chaos Demons ran with great momentum, but unfortunately, before they could get close, bullets had already shot their heads. Paul and his team raised a thumbs up to the back and continued to move forward.

After partnering with the Ratman Lester, he found that he could not do without the help of these sharpshooters.

With the help of these sharpshooters, not only the death rate on the battlefield was greatly reduced, but even the probability of injury was pitifully low.

Sure enough, having backup and not having backup are two different concepts.

They cut through the thorns along the way, the fire snakes kept gushing, and a large number of roadblocking fungi bodies turned into charcoal and fell into the trenches. Paul and his team soon touched the range of 100 meters of the Nurgle Beast. Without any hesitation or even any gestures, he threw out the pure carbon powder wrapped in fine cloth in his hand, and then ran to the trenches beside him without looking back, dragging the fishy smell around him.

"Boom!" He silently simulated the sound of the explosion in his mind, but strangely, he didn't hear any sound for several seconds.

Looking back, his heart immediately sank... A swollen palm pinched the pure carbon powder cloth ball, and opened his stinky mouth full of maggots and swallowed it in one gulp.

"It's a Chaos Warrior!"

Chaos Warrior is a name given to Chaos Astartes by mortal soldiers, and the Astartes in front of him, who was like a hill and looked like a giant after being soaked in water, was obviously a Chaos Warrior.

A slap on the Nurgle beast that was about to come over and spit acid at Paul and the others, the Chaos Warrior suddenly opened his mouth and walked towards them.

Each one was thicker than a finger, and there were many maggots crawling up and down in its big mouth. Among these maggots, some relatively small Nurglings were also scurrying around, and it seemed that they were having a lot of fun playing with these maggots.

"It's over!"

Seeing this guy coming towards him, Paul immediately understood that he wanted to have a snack. After all, fresh flesh and blood was also very attractive to the Chaos Astartes warriors who had become Chaos Demons.

Silently pulling out the grenade from his waist, Paul was ready to commit suicide.

Even if he was killed by the explosion and his body was not intact, it was better than being eaten alive by this guy.

The Ratman in the distance kept shooting, and blood holes appeared one after another on the exposed skin of this Chaos warrior, but this was like scratching an itch through a shoe and had no effect at all.