Warhammer: Hail to the Void Lords!

Chapter 163 03.0162: ‘Boy, I’ve crushed more enemies of the Emperor than you’ve eaten a grain of salt! ’

Brother Taronos, a renowned and famous ancient warrior of the Blood Angels.

He had accompanied the glorious Gene-Father Sanguinius during the legendary Great Crusade, bringing punishment to the enemies of the Empire and reclaiming countless star systems.

He also fought alongside his father in the Battle of Signus during the Heresy, and witnessed the brief peace during the Second Empire.

Then he escorted the Gene-Father to the Lion’s Gate, and guarded the Terran Palace with the Imperial Guards, the Imperial Fists, and the Luciferian Black Guards.

He saw his father, an Archangel, perform the inspiring feat of punching Angron and stepping on Kabanha.

He also experienced the great pain of his father’s death on the Vengeful Spirit.

But the great sadness failed to break the will of this fighter.

This dedicated veteran of the Long War is still serving the Empire.

Until the Heavenfall War, he was hit by the abominable Eldar aliens with a War Walker Light Lance Cannon in a blood-thirsty fight.

The aliens used this powerful anti-vehicle weapon that was enough to destroy a Titan to directly attack the Talonos Brother who came to them, almost annihilating his entire body.

The Talonos Brother who had fought for ten thousand years fell.

When he thought he could finally follow the Gene Father away, he opened his eyes again.

This time, he found that he had an extremely large body.

From the day he was awakened, he merged with this furious and fearless adamantine sarcophagus.

He embarked on a journey to continue to be loyal to the Emperor and avenge the Gene Father.

With a body of steel, he boarded the Blade of Vengeance and became one of the main offensive forces of the Second Company of the Blood Angels.

In the eyes of the world, Talonos is known for his dislike of sleep and love of art, which forms a huge and sharp contrast with his ferocity in battle.

Even though he became a dreadnought, he still used his seemingly clumsy big iron hands to continue his hobby since he followed the Father of Genes, and worked tirelessly on sculpture and painting.

Many of his works were even recognized by Dante himself and were placed in the Sanguinius Temple in the Baal and Terra Palaces as statues of the Father of Genes.

He is one of the few people who have seen the Father of Genes with his own eyes. The statues of Sanguinius he made by hand are well-known throughout Baal and even the Empire.

In the 41st year before, he continued to shine for the believers who followed Sanguinius.

And just now, the two statues of Sanguinius that he had condensed countless efforts and spent hundreds of years to make were destroyed by these damn evil spirits.

They should have been sent to Holy Terra to participate in the sacred parade exhibition of the Sanguinius Festival.

But now, these exquisite full-body sculptures were smashed by the violent blasphemy and turned into a pile of broken plaster fragments.

He was furious, not only because his hard work was destroyed, but also because they destroyed it.

It was his father's face.

This evoked Talonos' miserable memories of the day when the Gene Father died.

Looking at the broken statues, it was as if his beloved father was killed twice before his eyes.

"No forgiveness! No mercy! All of you will die for the blasphemy! You all have to die!!!!"

He waved his furious claws to fight with the Skull Oath Champion, and the heavy artillery on his other arm fired while swinging the barrel.

Every time it swept, the flesh was like being hit by a high-speed rotating hammer, and was directly deformed.

These Blood God lackeys will see the Blood Angels' more terrible fury today than the Black Fury.

This anger is called: the anger of smashing the sculpture of his most beloved father that he spent hundreds of years to make by hand in front of the ancient warrior of the Holy Blood of Ten Thousand Years.

Iron Hands and heavy artillery swung at the Skull Oath Champion Warrior who rushed forward.

The whistling power axe was dodged by this huge dreadnought mecha at a speed that was inconsistent with its size.

Although the other axe hit, it was blocked by the thick steel plate.

Even with the decomposition force field lingering, the width of the axe face could not cut off such a heavy iron limb.

Brother Talonos didn't care how many scars there were on this steel body, and the dense number of them was the warrior's mark.

For the dreadnought mecha, as long as it didn't hurt the operator in the adamantine sarcophagus, no matter how bad the limbs were, the skilled technical sergeants could quickly repair them.

Brother Talonos raised his arm suddenly, relying on his immense strength to forcibly pull the power axe stuck in the limbs from the champion's hand.

At the same time, the huge body that made it impossible to dodge rushed forward, squeezing the opponent's fighting distance.

In the crowded corridor, the minions and subordinates beside the Skull Oath Champion not only failed to provide him with cover, but also squeezed his maneuvering space. Just as Brother Talonos expected.

Every time the Skull Oath Champion dodged, he would knock down other Astartes, and the scarlet claws were pressing him step by step.

The Skull Oath Champion was horrified to find that no matter what moves he made, the opponent seemed to have seen it and immediately counterattacked.

Every move was enough to prove that this fearless machine was extremely experienced in combat, and he was just short of shouting "I can kill you as easily as crushing an ant."

The chaotic invaders were like air to the huge fearless machine.

No matter how Brother Talonos maneuvered, no matter how many people he crushed to death, they were all servants of the Blood God.

He was like a warrior saint in the world, driving away all the enemies in the corridor with just one attack.

The Khorne Champion was like a baby in swaddling clothes in front of him. He could not only fight him with one hand, but also kill the enemies who wanted to miss him.

The Khorne Champion was sweating profusely.

"Damn it! Die! I am a real warrior!" He was so angry that he swung the power axe with both hands and chopped towards the middle of the adamantine sarcophagus.

A terrifying red light flashed across the observation mirror on the dreadnought sarcophagus.

Bang!

With a muffled sound, the huge furious claws clamped the Khorne Champion.

"Boy."

Brother Talonos grabbed the Khorne Champion in his hand and held it horizontally in front of him.

"When the great Emperor was still walking on earth, I was loyal to the Emperor. If I can still hit the service nail, I can't hit it on my head anymore."

His claws began to exert force, and the ceramic steel armor on the Khorne Champion's body began to crack.

Under the huge force, the invincible Khorne champion screamed.

The Fearless lifted off the brass helmet of the Khorne champion, revealing his face covered with deep red bloodstains.

"And you, you immature brats, think you are invincible after undergoing genetic surgery."

The bones of the Khorne champion were instantly shattered. Brother Talonos used his superb skills to cause great pain to his body and mind, destroying the champion's will.

"But compared to me. I have crushed more enemies of the Emperor than you, a damn traitor, have eaten more salt!"

Gada!

"Ah! Ah!!!"

The whole body of the Khorne champion became twisted and deformed, and the blood and flesh were squeezed into minced meat, which was squeezed out of the iron claws like sausages.

The remaining upper torso of the heretic was shoved into the fragmentation cannon of the right arm of the Furious Dreadnought. The barrel was still emitting heart-wrenching screams, as if a guy was being tortured in the loudspeaker.

This brutal punishment frightened the Skullsworn Astartes in front of them.

They knew the strength of this champion warrior very well. Anyone who dared to disobey or challenge him died under his axe.

And at this time, even such an arrogant strong man, with only two moves...? ?

was crushed into a pulp by this scarred, old and broken Furious Dreadnought.

[Could it be a real veteran of the Blood Angels' eternal war? ! ]

The heretics were shocked, but even more excited.

Their crazy belief in the Blood God drove them to shout and fight, and rushed up to fight him in single combat.

But the absolute disparity in strength turned the single duel to please the Blood God into a rush forward to die one by one, and they were beaten into a pool of rotten meat.

The Blood God doesn't care, He doesn't care who dies.

As the embodiment of the most extreme violence and courage, He only craves for a wonderful battle that makes Him feel happy.

This is also one of the reasons why He raises these slaves.

Even if the winner is a Blood Angel, He will laugh hideously and horribly on the brass throne.

Click.

As the autoloader reloads the fragments in the ammunition belt, it is ready.

Bang!

The blood-stained shells, with bloody fragments and deep fear, killed the invaders who desecrated the statue of Sanguinius.

The howling of the traitors resounded throughout the corridors of the Blade of Vengeance.

For Brother Talonos, the only inconvenience is that he may have to remove part of the hatch to kill the enemies retreating inside.

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