Warhammer 40k Chaos Tyrant

The artillery fire was dazzling, and the thunderous explosion blocked the transmission of all other sounds. The sky was full of chaotic iron pieces, the ground was shaking, the canyon was collapsing, and death completely came at this moment.

No Astartes knew where this endless wave of killing came from, just like they didn't know why flesh and blood could smash ceramic steel armor.

The only thing to be thankful for was that they were not fighting alone. The three legions carried 300,000 or 400,000 auxiliary troops, the heavy vehicles driven by them, and the war dog Titans that were more than 10 meters high became their strongest backing!

Their battle line might be torn apart by the waves, but they would never be destroyed in this wave. Relying on excellent training and the trust cultivated in countless life-and-death struggles, the Astartes who were caught off guard finally regained their footing and began to slowly push the battle line outward.

Unfortunately, the Word Bearers did not cherish this brief and warm alliance at this moment. Just like on Calth, they raised their bolters and chainsaw axes at the backs of the Ultramarines again.

It must be said that in terms of persistent betrayal, the Word Bearers are more persistent than any other legion!

Perhaps... this is really the horror of religion!

As the canyon once again turned into a chaotic battlefield, the Ultramarines, who were attacked from both sides, were suddenly attacked again. Complex and strange light arrays formed in the air, dense fire rain accompanied by meteorites appeared above the canyon out of thin air, and sharp spikes broke out of the ground, accurately and elegantly piercing everyone's body.

The black fog spread on the battlefield. No matter whether it was a heavy vehicle or a Titan, as long as it was wrapped in this black fog, it would slowly stop and put down the muzzle amid the screams of the operator, and inexplicably became a pile of useless scrap metal.

Only the completely sealed dreadnoughts managed to escape the fate of being killed by the black fog. Unfortunately, their number was too small after all. They were useless in this battle that seemed to have completely lost hope.

"Look there!"

"Commander, the enemy is there!"

Eben Ferren, a hero of Okruda during the Great Crusade, one of the current chapter masters of the Ultramarines, and a think tank of the Legion. He was an eyewitness and survivor of the Battle of Calth, and also the temporary commander of the current battle.

Using a powerful spirit, he could quickly rush to the Word Bearers Astartes in front of him and crush them into meat paste with biological weapons. He looked up and looked in the direction pointed by his subordinates.

Above the canyon, a large number of mortals stood densely, waving their palms and chanting loudly, releasing one colorful spell after another, bombarding the Astartes below. Under their spell offensive, every minute and every second, Astartes from different legions became cold corpses.

The most of them were the Ultramarines at the outermost edge of the canyon.

There was no way, who let them get close!

"Guards!"

"Here, sir!"

"Go up and kill them!"

"Yes, sir!"

A small group of Ultramarines Astartes from the army rushed out of the battlefield, and then split into two parts, one part climbed up along the cliffs, and the other part, led by two dreadnoughts, rushed out of the canyon against the torrent of biological weapons to carry out a roundabout annihilation!

Eben Ferren looked at the distant team, drew out the electromagnetic sword in his hand again, and rushed towards the old rival of the Word Bearers Legion.

He was confident enough about his guards, these were all victorious generals in his legion, and any one of them would be qualified to be a company commander!

Zach, who was controlling the black fog and harvesting giant mechanical life in the canyon, saw the Astartes rushing over at a glance. He immediately ordered his demon-faced wizards to turn their guns around and began to concentrate on casting spells to accurately name the Astartes climbing closer below. At the same time, he nodded to the martial arts leader Miru who had been standing beside him, "Those who are detouring behind are up to you!"

"Don't worry! Even if I die, I will drag them halfway up the mountain and prevent them from coming up. I hope you can also hold back more Astartes and buy enough time for the master. Good luck!"

"Good luck!"

After Miru finished speaking, he led his martial artists to turn around and leave.

Unlike the demon-faced wizards who can cast spells remotely, the demon-faced martial artists may find it difficult to come back alive because of their physical condition.

After all, this small group of Ultramarines Astartes are the elite of the elite. Their armor and weapons are different from those of ordinary Astartes, not to mention that they have two dreadnoughts to help them!

However, Miru may not have no chance of winning. Just like Zach, he has a transcendent talent in becoming a wizard. Miru's talent is all in martial arts. His enthusiasm for martial arts is no weaker than that of Des, who has hatred.

It's a pity that his own strength is greatly limited because of his physical condition.

However, Miru did not accept his fate. He fully utilized his advantages and used a tricky and strange offensive style to show the insidiousness of the Nine Yin White Bone Claw. Even Chen Guo was amazed and praised him as a natural old cunning man.

He quickly hid on the slope of the small canyon. Not long after, Asterk, entangled by biological weapons, appeared below. Miru narrowed his eyes and gave the order to open fire without any further hesitation or waiting.

The demons, who had been prepared for a long time, immediately jumped out of their bunkers, skillfully loaded and aimed, and poured all the heavy firepower in their hands onto the dreadnoughts running below.

The Ultramarines had long anticipated that there might be an ambush ahead, so the two dreadnoughts walked separately, fearing that they would be ambushed if they gathered together.

At this moment, facing the swarming artillery fire, the radiation shields outside the two dreadnoughts quickly condensed, and they turned themselves into meat shields to block the artillery fire from above, while the Ultramarines, under the cover of the dreadnoughts, quickly rushed to the demons.

They waved their weapons in anger and launched the most vicious attacks on these seemingly unknown mortal sneak attackers.

"Go!"

Facing the attack, Miru took the lead, and with the unique soft body of the demon mask, he quickly dodged under the slashing chain saw axe like a ghost, and at the same time, his fingers flashed at high speed, and the alloy finger sleeves embedded in the top of his fingers were inserted and pulled out from the gap of the power armor accurately and elegantly. The next second, scarlet blood immediately gushed out from the gap of the power armor like a flood.

The extreme warrior who swung the axe in vain looked at the enemy in front of him with astonishment, whose body could be kneaded and bent like noodles at will.

This is obviously not something that a carbon-based creature can do!

But in such a moment of stunned time, the enemy in front of him had twisted and climbed onto his body, and the sharp fingers inserted into the gap between the helmet and the power armor to pry the helmet open directly.

He was about to taunt, but the enemy seemed to know the structure of the power armor very well. He took off his helmet with a "click" sound, and then the sharp steel claws quickly scratched the throat under the helmet, cutting the trachea and crushing the Ultramarines' hope of survival.

Pulling the big head full of astonishment from his neck with force, Miru threw it aside and rushed to the next Ultramarines without even looking at it.

As a young and ancient biological weapon, Miru felt that he should teach these absolutely young genetic weapons what real fighting is.

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"Don't get excited, don't get excited!" Chen Guo stopped Des. He ignored the melee between the Ultramarines, a small number of World Eaters and Word Bearers in front of him, and all his eyes were on the three giants fighting in the distance.

The blue-blond handsome guy is Guilliman, and the red dreadlocks are Angron.

The only one with a bald head who looks like the Pope must be Lorgar.

The weapon in Lorgar's hand is also the most conspicuous.

Others were either holding fierce axes or handsome swords, but he was the only one holding a power scepter (a large stick) and waving it around randomly. With his head shape, he looked like he had walked out of the Shaolin Temple, full of peacekeeping.

Chen Guo paid special attention to Angron, and was relieved to see that there was no trace of Khorne on their bodies.

If Angron had already ascended to the level of a demon, Chen Guo would have turned around and run away, but now, it was Angron who should run!

The World Eaters' think tanks were the first to discover the two uninvited guests, Chen Guo and Des. Seeing that Des's power armor was full of the style of the Word Bearers, they did not attack first.

But when they turned their attention to Chen Guo, the psychic energy that had been wandering in their bodies suddenly began to stir, and strange hallucinations appeared in their eyes almost at the same time - it was the picture of Chen Guo killing their gene father!

After looking at each other, the World Eaters' think tanks gave up the confrontation with the tough Ultramarines think tanks without any hesitation, and began to release various powerful psychic spells, launching a range of devastating psychic attacks towards the place where Chen Guo and Des were fighting.

The Word Bearers' think tanks, who were originally the smallest in number, were collectively confused. They were originally in a supporting position, but they were suddenly pressed to the ground by the Ultramarines' think tanks and were almost killed by the opponent's spells.

They shouted and jumped up and down, dodging various sharp psychic spells, and had no idea what these damn war dogs were crazy about... Shouldn't the think tanks be unable to install the Butcher's Nails!

In sharp contrast to these people who were having fun, Chen Guo didn't even look at the psychic spells released by the think tanks.

He began to transform into a monster on his own, waiting for his body to expand rapidly. His terrifying mouth extended to the back of his head, and the horns on his head broke his scalp... The extremely terrifying momentum began to spread rapidly across the entire battlefield.

"Get lost!"

With a strong wave, the flourishing blood mist penetrated his body and formed a big hand in the air, which slapped the think tanks of the World Devourer fiercely, making them fall all over and look extremely embarrassed.

At the same time, Chen Guo, who had completed the transformation, opened his mouth and sucked all the psychic spells that arrived in front of him into his stomach!

"Hiccup, Lao De, play slowly for a while, don't die, listen to me and call you to chop off your head later!"

"Yes, my lord!"

Glancing at Des, Chen Guo did not refute his address, but took out the hammer, and then used his feet to transform his huge body into a cannonball, firing it towards the center of the distant melee!

No matter which legion the Ultramarines came from, as long as they stood in front of Chen Guo, they would be knocked away by his huge force.

Although, they would fall on their buttocks, which looked very embarrassing.

But as long as they didn't fight back, they could at least survive temporarily.

But if anyone dared to fight back, Chen Guo would not tolerate it. He would immediately and mercilessly reward him with a hammer, letting these Astartes who used to be high and mighty know that not everyone can be provoked by them!

Guilliman was in great pain at this moment.

Originally, he was unilaterally beating up his lovely brother Lorgar, and was about to kill this rebellious brother on the spot.

But he didn't expect that the madman Angron rushed out from nowhere, picked up the blood father and blood son in his hands, and chopped Guilliman all over his head.

Fortunately, Guilliman, the thirteenth prince, was not a vegetarian. He could successfully dodge at the critical moment every time, otherwise he would have been chopped into a pile of minced meat by a pair of giant axes!

But facing the joint attack from the two brothers, Guilliman really couldn't hold on for too long.

'If only Sanguinius could be here... huh? '

Just thinking about it, Guilliman suddenly noticed the strange noise coming from behind him. Although he didn't see it with his own eyes, he still clearly felt that something hit his head. He immediately grabbed his cute brother Lorgar and threw him behind him as a projectile.

"Bang~"

Accompanied by a dull sound, Lorgar was smashed to the ground with blood spitting out of his mouth. Guilliman, who avoided the fatal blow, finally saw the visitor behind him clearly.

But the next second, even he, a politician and diplomat who could perfectly control his expression, showed a disgusted expression.

'Where did this ugly freak come from? It's too ugly! '

Chen Guo glanced at Guilliman and stepped hard on the back of Lorgar, who was lying on the ground. The huge force made the hard armor and the ground groan in pain.

But Lorgar was the only one who didn't make any groans. He slowly propped up his body with his limbs, trying to get up from the ground with Chen Guo's strength.

"Want to get up? Dream on!"

Chen Guo jumped directly onto his back and stepped on him again, making him unable to move.

"Angron, save me!"

"Angron!"

"Save me!"

Seeing that his strength was no match for Chen Guo, Lorgar stopped pretending and started calling for help loudly.

"Hoohoo~"

Angron, who had chased Guilliman like a dog, heard Lorgar's loud cry for help. His remaining rationality made him stop chasing Guilliman, but turned around and rushed towards Chen Guo with the two axes in his hands.

"What are you barking at?"

He raised his foot and stepped hard on Loki's back spine. The crisp sound of bone breaking accompanied by rolling pain made Lorgar fall into a coma directly.

Picking up Lorgar's power scepter, Chen Guo opened her mouth and spit out dozens of dazzling red and blue lightning balls at Angron who had already rushed in front of her.

Angron didn't know whether he was really stupid or pretending to be stupid. He didn't dodge and stretched out his axe to chop randomly. The lightning ball that was hit exploded immediately, and the surging lightning of lightning snakes immediately swallowed him up.

"Boom boom boom ~"

The dazzling lightning made Guilliman, the Primarch, close his eyes involuntarily. The shock wave generated by the explosion of the lightning ball rolled up the soil and dust on the ground, and even swallowed the entire battlefield into dust.

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