Warhammer: In the Name of Ashes

Boom!

The warhammer and the power axe collided head-on, and the 3.5-meter silver giant and the chosen champion with Khorne's blessing wrestled closely. They were less than half a meter apart, and they could even hear each other's breathing when they looked at each other.

The balance of pure power confrontation lasted less than half a second. Calvin, who exerted force again, overturned the opponent. Before he could chase him, the bullets from the veterans behind Talos had already reached him.

His right hand with lightning claws was stretched out, and at least 50 explosive bombs on the psychic shield in front of him were burning unyieldingly. And what arrived earlier than that was the shameful close-range sneak attack of the plasma pistol.

Looking up, Talos, who had already rolled back, was putting away the plasma pistol in his hand.

Obviously, even without the cover of these veterans, the Khorne champion in front of him had his own way to save his life.

"Bah! You guys are really bad at playing tactics!"

He locked his eyes on Taros and spat on the ground. Amid the rustling sound of the ground, Calvin quietly put down his hand that was stretched to his waist.

The next second, the silver figure rose up again and rushed towards Taros through the lock of several grenade launchers. Behind the two people who were fighting, the Grey Knights' Terminators and Chaos Space Marines also began to engage in brutal close combat.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The battle between the two giants became white-hot, and the huge sound of weapons colliding and the storm it brought raged around the two.

One side had strange strength and agility far beyond understanding, and the other side was the Blood God's choice who relied on martial arts to obtain Khorne's blessing in endless killings.

Calvin's hammer hit faster and faster, and the increasingly heavy weight of "Mission" made Taros, who relied on his martial arts advantage to balance offense and defense, soon fall into a situation where he had more defense and less offense.

This thing is quite resistant to beating!

Calvin had a blank expression on his face, but he was surprised at the other party's skills. He could only say that he was worthy of being the winner of the bloody battle? The champion swordsman was really good!

The opponent was one-third different in strength and was almost crushed, but he could still rely on martial arts and routines to entangle with him. If it were someone else, he might not be able to get any benefits. He was surprised in his heart, but he didn't know that the other party was more entangled than him.

"What the hell is this?"

Talos thought to himself.

The almost crushing power and the sharp insight of a demigod are not easy to defend head-on. The skills and routines can only be used once. If you dare to do it again, no matter how you change the combination, you will definitely be seen through.

Is this to remember all the details of his force? This kind of learning ability in this environment! And the most hateful thing is, what kind of eyes is this!

If the opponent didn't have the iconic seed of the subspace essence, he would have thought he was fighting against a primarch.

Especially the combination of the warhammer and the lightning claw. If it weren't for the obvious difference in the color of Calvin's armor and the smaller body, he almost thought he saw the pale blue figure again.

No! His father is much stronger than him! He doesn't even need to be the Father God! At this moment, any Primarch standing in front of him, he can't hold out for a round!

He shook his head slightly, throwing away the absurd thoughts from his mind.

The Wolf God is dead, and he is already an orphan without a father. He doesn't want to get involved in Abaddon's little things, let him go!

He just wants to take his brothers to ask for a bowl of rice, as for when to die in battle, it depends on fate.

He can't be distracted anymore. With such an enemy in front of him, he has no chance and no right to think about it at this time.

After a few seconds of confrontation, the strength and agility that he relied on for survival and was proud of were completely suppressed. If it weren't for his skills honed by countless bloody battles over the past ten thousand years, he would have been killed on the spot.

Collapse!

The old Taros was brushed by the flying "mission", and the folding force field on the shoulder armor was instantly overloaded. The heavy Gothic shoulder armor was slightly deformed. The octagonal rune of Khorne was scraped by the edge of the warhammer at the original position of the legion mark, and it shattered with a sound, revealing the Moon Wolf that had not seen the light of day for a long time.

Really! I haven't seen the mark for a long time!

Taros, who came to his senses, had no intention of fighting again. After resisting Calvin's next claw attack with all his strength, he looked at his comrades around him.

The veterans had been paying attention to his movements for a long time, and they were not optimistic about this battle. But the trust in this brother who had led them through countless bloody battles made them endure casualties again and again in silence.

"Go! Can't die here!"

The moment they received Taros's eyes, these veterans covered each other with amazing tacit understanding, and at the cost of three deaths and three injuries, they forcibly cut off the pursuit of the Grey Knights and opened up the distance of the battle.

At this point in the battle, the Grey Knights had already lost the lives of three Paladins, and the rest were also wounded.

The situation of the Chaos Space Marines of the Khorne Warband was even worse. Of the twenty who came, less than ten could stand up now.

Calvin, who wanted to chase again, stopped chasing under the concentrated fire of the bombs that the veterans desperately covered.

He sighed as he looked at Talos, who had retreated to the demon camps on both sides.

It was not impossible to kill them by force, but with the demons surrounding them, if he used the method of teleportation that had already been used once on these veterans again, he might have to be prepared to lose both sides.

The mortal army in front was still in danger, and Calvin had no time to entangle with them. He glanced at the direction where Talos had given way, and there was no obstacle there except for some demon soldiers.

You got a bargain!

"Let's go!" Calvin waved his hand, and the Honor Guards came forward to join up. After replenishing the Chaos Space Marines that Talos and others failed to take away, they dragged the bodies of the three Chaos Terminators and took the three dead ones with them. The bodies of the members were killed towards the outside of the cave.

Among the demons on the side, the unwilling figure of the red horned helmet can still be vaguely seen.

"No! My brother!"

The demon camp in the valley is in chaos, and the demons are in anger to clean up the military discipline.

Well, military discipline is indeed too difficult for them. It can only be said that the demons use their own authority to maintain basic order.

The news that the subspace portal is sealed does not need to be spread deliberately.

After all, when the subspace fluctuations that permeated the surface of the entire planet began to dissipate, these subspace natives were like sea fish that broke into the estuary and immediately noticed the strangeness in the air.

The fact that the way home is blocked is still a minor issue. As long as they live long enough, the demons will have the opportunity to experience the experience of being expelled back to the subspace after destroying as much as they want.

But the side effects of the door being closed were difficult for them to accept. After all, it had been nearly a year since they arrived in this barren land, and most demons had never even smelled the smell of blood. This kind of loss-making business where they paid the toll but had no work has already been done. It left the demons weak.

Previously, they had been supplemented by the subspace energy swallowed by the Chaos Gate, and their weakness was not yet obvious. When this supplement was cut off, the demons who had been suppressed for too long began to make noises.

The demon's army formation began to shake, and among the ghostly shadows, malicious eyes began to focus on the leading officers.

They haven't dared to look at the Chaos Lord on the high platform with their rebellious eyes yet, but if this chaos is allowed to continue, it will be a matter of time before the regicide sword is raised. After all, this is Chaos that is famous for defeating the superior, isn't it?

The Chaos Lord of Khorne sent out all his personal guards. On the one hand, he used internal killings to suppress the chaos of the demons, and on the other hand, he sent elite troops back to check the specific situation.

As for its true form, it led the main force in the base camp and began to press forward across the board.

The way back has been cut off, so the target ahead will never allow any mistakes!

If something went wrong, he couldn't imagine what kind of ridicule he would face from his colleagues and the harsh treatment from Father God when he returned under the Brass Throne.

The first great demon in history who was trapped and died on the surface because he had no spaceship? Just imagine, it can hear the blood churning in its own skull!

Calvin had already led his Gray Knights away from the battlefield. After defeating the last wave of pursuing enemies, he selected three Gray Knights to take care of the bodies of his dead comrades. The Thunder Eagles on the track had already set off, and they The task is to ensure survival and ensure that the precious wealth of the chapter is not lost.

Not only is it a matter of recovering precious gene-seed, but the Aegis Terminators must also be recovered.

In this dark age, every Terminator is a precious piece of equipment. Even those with rich equipment such as the Gray Knights are not willing to easily discard these inherited equipment with the blood of their predecessors.

As for the remaining nine people, after several attempts by Calvin to no avail, he could only let them follow him to the other end of the valley after taking a short rest.

The crimson wave swept across once again, and in the eyes of the outpost soldiers of the Mortal Legion, this attack was more powerful and terrifying than the one half an hour ago.

The main formation of demons in the center of the valley also joined this attack, and the bloody skull-covered banner symbolizing the Chaos Lord also moved forward with the formation.

The great demon of Tzeentch roared and released all its magic power. Under the waving of the magic staff with the evil tome embedded in it, portals and demons appeared one after another around the mortal army.

The camps of Slaanesh and Nurgle also feel the pressure of survival and are no longer paddling. Countless purple demons, led by the Great Demon of Slaanesh, attack mortals by releasing mind-numbing noises and illusions.

Nurgle's beloved no longer chuckled. He waved the tree branch-like staff clumsily with his stubby hands. With the help of the wind, the green plague cloud and the looming Nurgle spirits and Nurgle beasts moved towards Gone to the end of the valley.

The demons danced wildly, the war cries of Khorne demons and the groans of Slaanesh demons, the hoarseness of Tzeentch demons and the whispers of Nurgle demons filled the entire second half of the valley.

Under the overwhelming offensive, some of the weak-willed soldiers of the Mortal Legion could no longer maintain their will. Their collapsed souls were instantly swept away by the tumbling waves of the subspace. Their empty bodies had no time to mutate and corrupt, and were destroyed by those around them. The political commissar executed him immediately and without mercy.

At this moment, all the soldiers holding the front in silence, the officers preparing to take command at the trench nodes, and the decision-makers in the rear headquarters all looked at the incoming demonic tide.

The troops have been replenished and rested, but the opponent has also put all their chips on the gambling table.

The last reserve team was used up, and the defense exchange with the frontline troops should have been completed by this time. The shattered formations and wounded did not retreat to the rear, but chose to reorganize on the spot at the call of the soldiers to participate in the next battle.

They all knew clearly that this was the decisive battle.

The power of war and blasphemy surged violently in the ocean of ether, and the rationality of order and the distortion of chaos were clearly distinct and strong and weak at this moment.

As the balance of fate shook, the evil god's eyes began to look here. Amidst countless prayers, on the distant Terra, the golden figure also woke up from his sleep. His deep eyes also looked towards the distant place. Storm Star Territory.

This is a corner of the countless chess games that are ongoing or have been played between them in the long river of time, but it is also the powerful counterattack and unyielding cry of the overall human will against the tentacles of the evil god.

"Blood for the blood god! Skull for the skull throne!"

"For the emperor!!!"

The war started the moment the blood tide reached the front, and it reached its climax in an instant!

The shouts of mortals resounded weakly but firmly throughout the entire front amidst the overwhelming battle cry of the Blood God!

The soldiers in the front row don't care about the cooling of the hell gun. After attaching the bayonet, they can directly adjust the speed switch to the automatic shooting position. They don't need to worry about missing the target when they fire with their eyes closed!

The hot-wire platoon gun, like the melt-melt weapon, outputs full firepower against the background of the energy cooling conduit that becomes hot and red in a short time.

When the spare barrels were also red, they pulled out their pistols and started walking towards the frontline infantry!

bullet! Grenade! bayonet! teeth! This is their armed sequence!

Countless demons fell under these hatred-filled shots, but even more demons impatiently pushed them away before they could fall and continued to charge!

The Hydra anti-aircraft tanks roared angrily, and the screamer demons covering the sky completely unleashed the violence in the machine soul!

The heavy artillery regiment no longer hides its deployment position, and emptying all ammunition is the final order they received!

But it was still difficult to stop the tide of demons. After all, even the Lord of Khorne had brought his Brass Guards to the front of the battle line to open a path for the demon army.

The demons are so desperate, and the mortals are no less willing to give in.

When the final order was conveyed, the veterans in the command post who were over fifty years old were also packing up their weapons. They also wanted to die in a glorious charge at the last moment instead of being shamefully captured.

The cry of killing three kilometers away was getting closer and closer. They needed to catch up with the sacrifice of those children before their comrades had gone far.

The guards were personally helping these old men, who had been away from the battlefield for a long time, to organize their equipment. They also believed that under the emperor's seat, they still needed the guidance of these veterans.

Just as these veterans were packing up and preparing to rush to the front line with the legion's direct guards, the lead-grey tent was pulled open by a big silver hand.

The Gray Knights, who had just fought their way through the flanks of the demonic tide and met the surprised eyes of countless demons, also arrived here.

"Who is the top person in charge!" Calvin wiped the demon blood from his face and asked in a deep voice with many incredible looks in his eyes.

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