Warhammer 40k: Terra Collector

Behind him were a group of warriors who were equally exhausted but still firm in their beliefs. Their eyes shone with trust and support for Mork.

"The Supreme Master, he is our hope and our only way out." Mork's voice gradually became lower, but his power became stronger. "Only he can guide us out of this predicament and find new vitality. We must tell him everything here, even if we are on the verge of life and death, we must win his help." "But unfortunately, you don't have this chance. "A voice as sinister as a poisonous snake echoed in the air, as if it was filled with poisonous mist, permeating the smoke-filled and extremely tragic battlefield. The voice was cold and taunting, full of malice, like a snake hidden in the dark. The poisonous snake suddenly raised its head and hissed, which made people feel chilly. The soldiers around them were exhausted, and their shirts were dyed red with blood. In this cruel killing, the sound made people feel the endless despair and sadness. .

Before the third company commander could react, the short sword quenched with green venom quietly penetrated the tiny gap in the power armor like a ghost, and inserted into Mork's body quickly and accurately. The moment the sword tip came into contact with Mork's skin, green venom began to slowly penetrate, like a cunning poisonous snake, quietly eroding his life. All this happened so fast that the third company commander did not even notice the approaching danger, and Mork was already in a fatal crisis.

The venom instantly paralyzed Mork's nerves, and the third company commander reluctantly turned around and tried to chop off the attacker's head with the chain sword in his hand.

"Stop struggling pointlessly," the attacker wearing Dark Angel power armor said coldly, his eyes revealing unquestionable determination. He kicked out fiercely and knocked the third company commander Mork to the ground, like a strong wind sweeping through the remaining leaves.

"This is for the future of the stars. We must prevent Lion King Ryan from resurrecting." The attacker's voice was low and powerful, and every word seemed to hit Mork's heart. His eyes flashed with concern for the future and disdain for the enemy in front of him. Mork struggled painfully and tried to stand up, but the heavy power armor bound him tightly like an iron chain. The attacker's figure appeared taller and taller in the dim light, and every movement he made was full of power and determination. "

"Who are you?" Mork's voice was filled with unconcealable anger, and his eyes were like two burning flames, flashing with an angry glare. That gaze was like a sharp blade, seeming to cut the person in front of him into countless pieces, revealing the shock and indignation deep in his heart at this moment.

"I am Alpharius." The intruder slowly took off his helmet and introduced himself in a low voice, gradually revealing his face that was 90% similar to the original Primarch Alpharius. It was a face with sharp edges and majesty, and the long and narrow eyes revealed a deep cold light, as if they could see through everything. There was a trace of undoubted confidence in his brows, and he seemed calm even when facing an unknown enemy.

His skin has a unique silvery-grey color, which is a trace of genetic modification, making his appearance closer to Alpharius. Every wrinkle and every muscle line seemed to tell the inextricable connection between him and the legendary Primarch. Although there are subtle differences in appearance, his unique temperament and sense of majesty make it impossible to ignore the similarities between him and Alpharius.

The surrounding air seemed to become solemn due to his appearance, and his eyes shone with a mysterious light, making people wonder what kind of past this intruder had and what purpose he had. Will choose to appear in front of everyone in this way.

"The Lion King will avenge us!"

"Then I'll wait," the betrayer of the Alpha Legion raised his lips slightly, revealing a sneer, his eyes flashing with the flames of revenge, "Before your doomsday comes, go to hell to repent. The decaying and decaying empire is like the wind. At that time, the stars will shine brightly on the corpse of the empire, and it will be their true glory. "

His words seemed to carry cold poison, penetrating into the hearts of everyone present, making people shudder. There is no regret in the betrayer's eyes, only deep hatred and longing for the future. He seems to have seen the day when the empire will fall, and he will become the man behind the wheel of history.

"The glory of the empire has become a thing of the past, and its glory is just a dream," the traitor continued to sneer, his voice full of sarcasm, "Those rulers who were once high and mighty will eventually fall from the altar and become the laughing stock of history. And I will stand on the threshold of the new world and witness the fall of the empire and the rise of the stars.”

Under the dim light, a dagger shone with a faint green light. With the scream of death and the sound of breaking wind, it inserted into the heart of the unsuspecting loyalist silently like a poisonous snake. At this critical moment of life and death, a mass bomb containing astonishing kinetic energy suddenly appeared. It streaked through the air with a shock, carrying terrifying power and exploded, instantly shattering the betrayer's head. The bloody scene is shocking.

Morke struggled to mobilize his sore muscles, twisted his body with difficulty, and cast his sights in the direction where the explosive bomb came from. There was no blood on his face, only tension and vigilance. His eyes were like sharp arrows, tightly locked on the target, trying to find a ray of hope.

At the end of the third captain's sight, a group of mysterious giants stood in the deep darkness. They seemed to have come from another world, shrouded in thick black shadows, and looked particularly strange and mysterious. These giants were like ghosts, and they suddenly appeared on the battlefield without any signs, making the originally fierce battle situation instantly confusing.

Their figures were blurred in the sun, as if they would disappear into the air at any time. However, their huge and heavy figures made it impossible to ignore their existence. The third captain and his comrades looked at these uninvited guests, full of doubts and fear. They didn't know the intentions of these giants, nor did they know what kind of variables they would bring.

On this battlefield, the giants were silent, like black ghosts, slowly wandering on the battlefield. Their appearance made the originally noisy battlefield suddenly become weird and quiet, as if everything was frozen at this moment. The third captain and his comrades could only hold their weapons tightly, nervously watching these mysterious giants, waiting for their next move.

At that moment, the mysterious warrior suddenly descended like a ghost, and his appearance was unpredictable. Then, he launched a fierce attack on the traitors of the Alpha Legion without hesitation, and the offensive was like a storm, unstoppable. This series of actions was clean and neat, showing his superb fighting skills and firm determination, which made the traitors feel deep fear in an instant.

The fighting skills of this group of mysterious warriors were extremely skilled, as if they were born with this cold and superb fighting instinct. Especially the leader who stood at the front of the team, holding two guns, his eyes were like cold stars in the night sky, calm and firm. Every time he pulled the trigger, the double guns would spit out explosive arrows like lightning, and the gunshots were deafening, like thunder. The plasma hand cannon in his other hand was even more powerful. Every roar was like the doomsday judgment, ruthlessly harvesting the lives of one betrayer after another. Those betrayers trembled under their guns, trying to struggle, but could only accept their miserable fate helplessly. In this cruel battle, the leader's double guns and plasma hand cannons became symbols of death, and every shot meant the end of a life.

Surrounded by this group of mysterious warriors, the traitors of the Alpha Legion completely lost the ability to resist. Those betrayers who were once regarded as invincible were helpless like livestock to be slaughtered in front of them with extraordinary power. The mysterious warriors suddenly appeared like the god of death, and slaughtered these betrayers one by one with lightning speed. Their movements were clean and neat, without a trace of fireworks, as if they were just fulfilling a ruthless mission.

The betrayers of the Alpha Legion, once upon a time, relied on their extraordinary power to be invincible on the battlefield, but now they can only tremble helplessly, waiting for death to come. The eyes of the mysterious warriors revealed unquestionable determination, and they held sharp weapons in their hands. Every swing took the life of a betrayer.

In this sudden slaughter, the betrayers had no chance, and their superpowers seemed insignificant in front of the mysterious warriors. These warriors seemed to come from another world, with their agility and amazing strength, which was incredible. On this desolate battlefield, the wailing of the betrayers came one after another, but they could not change their fate.

The mysterious warriors shuttled through the battlefield like ghosts, and their appearance and disappearance were like a gust of wind, leaving the betrayers with only endless fear and despair. In this contest of power, the betrayers were completely defeated, and their superpowers seemed so pale and powerless in front of this group of mysterious warriors.

As the smoke of war gradually dissipated, this long and cruel battle finally came to an end. The invading Alpha Corps, a powerful force that once made the entire galaxy tremble, has now been completely wiped out by the brave and fearless warriors. What is amazing is that those mysterious warriors only suffered single-digit casualties in the fierce battle, which is undoubtedly a brilliant victory.

In this interstellar war, the warriors showed extraordinary courage and wisdom. They were not afraid of strong enemies, and with firm beliefs and tenacious perseverance, they fought thrilling battles with the Alpha Corps. After countless bloody battles, the warriors finally defeated the enemies one by one and drove the invaders out of our territory.

And that group of mysterious warriors, they are like gods descending from heaven, with superb fighting skills and proper use of tactics. On the battlefield, they shuttled through the rain of bullets like ghosts, making the enemy terrified. Although they were facing enemies that were several times larger than themselves, they were still able to maintain single-digit casualties, which was enough to prove their strength and wisdom.

"Warrior, I want to meet Lion King Ryan." The leader holding two guns said firmly, with an unquestionable light shining in his eyes. He quickly tore open the vial of antidote and skillfully injected a needle of antidote into Mork's neck. Mork's body shook violently, his painfully twisted expression gradually relaxed, and his breathing became steady. The leader's frown relaxed slightly. He knew that in this life-and-death battle, they had temporarily won a chance to breathe.

Under the attack of neurotoxin, Mork's brain seemed to have been hit hard and he woke up instantly. His combat effectiveness quickly recovered, and at this critical moment, the first thing he did was to aim the cold bolt gun in his hand at the benefactor who saved his life. This move is jaw-dropping and unbelievable. His originally grateful eyes were now full of coldness and determination. His finger was firmly on the trigger, ready to pull it at any time.

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"You are Lord Cypher, and your name has become synonymous with evil." Mork's expression revealed undisguised disgust. His eyes were like cold blades, piercing the opponent's heart. "Fallen Angel, What you have done has already violated the laws of heaven, and you will eventually face the fair judgment from Lion King Ryan!"

His voice was low and firm, full of unquestionable power, as if foreshadowing the coming storm. Mork continued: "Your crimes and your betrayals will be exposed one by one. Lion King Ryan's anger, like the scorching sun, will surely burn you fallen spirits. The scales of justice will not tilt, and sin will end will be punished as they deserve.”

Lord Cypher's face became distorted in an instant, but Mork did not relax his tone: "Remember, your doom is coming. Under the judgment of Lion King Lion, you will not be able to escape and have nowhere to hide. . This day is not too far away.”

"The reason why we gather here and set foot on this land is precisely because this goal guides us. Every member has a common belief and expectation, and we work hand in hand to pursue the dream that makes our hearts swell. . Yes, we are here for that, to achieve that lofty goal, for that moment of glory.”

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In the core area of ​​the Stone Fortress, the Supreme Master Azrael sits on his throne, surrounded by countless Dark Angels. They reported the intelligence they had collected recently to Azrael one by one, and the great mentor carefully examined every piece of information. As the Dark Angels continue to pass on information, the scattered clues gradually piece together to form a complete picture.