Warhammer: My Mother Sanguinius

Chapter 129 Tonight, the lion of Caliban joins the hunt

Amidst the roaring noise, a prairie fire also rose from the ground, and metal cannons armed on the fortress were constantly firing at the Storm Birds and airdrop pods swooping down from the sky. Those Duran people were fighting with their lives, because behind them was the homeland where their ancestors had lived for generations, and they had no way to retreat in this war.

Although every time it fires and exposes its position, it will be dealt a devastating blow by the space fleet.

But there are still countless warriors fighting back regardless of their own safety.

Stormbirds were constantly having their wings torn apart by scorching lasers, losing their balance in the sky, and being submerged in the column-like macro cannon beams. The metal vehicles and the pilots and soldiers inside were instantly melted into the gray metal cloud. inside.

Even the drop pods with their overlapping thick ceramite armor were not completely immune.

Multiple aiming and fire strikes heated the airdrop compartment to a terrifying temperature. The harsh hurricane was like a wood-planing hob, tearing apart this powerful metal lump bit by bit, leaving a bright red trace in the sky. , until it turns into complete nothingness.

But the firepower of the Astartes was unstoppable.

finally.

After more than ten minutes of tug-of-war and fierce exchanges of fire, the first airdrop capsule successfully landed on the surface of the planet Duran.

Boom——

The bridgehead was slowly established.

Very slowly, the path Leon passed was full of rolling and roaring cold waves, rising slowly in the enemy's front like a low wall burning the world.

Every time I take a step backward, I can cover a distance of dozens of hundreds of meters.

I am the cold and merciless god of death, walking out of the shadows of the forest and wreaking havoc on the dusty battlefield. And in front of my back, missiles fall like meteors, dragging the red light that illuminates the world, and rolling up the sky with flames. , melting corpses danced in the air.

Nearer, above the shadows of the low city walls.

The size of the troops followed by the little angel Sanguinius and the Seventh Legion's original body Chaoche seemed much larger. A small part of the entire Duran world's anti-aircraft firepower was attracted by Ryan's main force. We rode the Stormbird and easily broke through the blockade of the planetary defense forces.

But we are still making progress, resisting the ferocious attacks of the Death Angels. Even under the leadership of the commander, the Duran soldiers can seize the fleeting opportunities on the battlefield and organize one or two battle positions. The threatening counterattack left scarlet and burnt white corpses on the ground.

Following behind me were only ten fully armed psychic think tanks of the Seventh Legion.

Because the gods of war have not yet arrived, the lions of Caliban have finished hunting my prey.

You didn't come out of the Stormbird, you just fell from the sky.

The angel spun and leaped forward, rushing into the battlefield.

Wear the helmet under your head. You often wear helmets on the battlefield, but now the situation is slightly less the same. The surrounding smell is too pungent, and the full battlefield awareness module attached under the helmet can help you quickly identify bad targets.

From the most basic Predator tank, Land Raider tank, to the battlefield killer Leman Russ super heavy tank and Typhon Siege tank. These metal monsters stepped into the battlefield through heavy transport aircraft amidst the whine of the rocks on the ground creaking. Every time the white hole muzzle fired, it was inevitably accompanied by a battlefield that was melted into glass-like scorched earth.

The little angel took a deep breath, and the expression on his face became serious.

Because those things have long been engraved in my knight's heart, I just stared indifferently as the fortresses were conquered, and thousands of enemies fell on the blood and flames. These Templars in dark green armor Weaving under the battlefield, letting the embers blown by the wind brush our helmets.

Stab!

Bolters and plasma cannons intertwined into a network, roaring and spraying towards the enemy behind them. Even the most elite Ashtar mechanical warriors were not far behind Levitanthe. Our actions Chi Ji, facing Leviathan in close combat is like straw facing a sickle in a farmer's hand, with no ability to resist.

The first person to appear on the battlefield was the little angel.

Compared to Leon's huge and small front that stretches dozens of miles away.

"If this is true, they must be volcanoes containing the power of destruction." Azkelon shouted loudly, jumped out of the open cabin of the Storm Bird, and landed gracefully on the ground. The pale green dust rippled in a circle of harmless smoke around my feet.

The little angel said.

As a result of my mobilization, the Dark Angels ended up cutting off their positions and pressing back, and the original body of the Dark Angels personally fought on the back line, where the war was calmest.

The war once again became anxious and retreated into the most tragic white-cooled state.

The enemy's screams of joy had no effect on Leon.

laugh!

But such a situation will not last for too long, and the balance will slowly move towards the empire.

Uh-huh!

There is a layer of destructive power burning under the Lion King's sword. That power is expressed in dark green flames. The surface of any object torn by it will burn with terrifying flames that cannot be extinguished.

Compared to the wailing caused by my retreat, the terror it aroused in the enemy's heart has not decreased.

The war on the city walls gradually began, and all those who resisted were sentenced to death without mercy.

Buzz!

With a little firmness, the little angel also reached out to hold hands.

I just walked back quickly or quickly, calculating the various factors of the war, and obtaining the smallest result at the highest cost.

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It was the Scapine steel behemoth that Little Angel had encountered on the battlefield. Our firepower was weak, and we were covered with layers of overlapping heavy-duty protection. Even compared to the fearsome mecha, our size was not inferior.

Although the number of Blood Angels descending on the battlefield is small, they are definitely the elite among the elite, and each of them has the weak strength to defeat multiple Levitantes alone.

In the blink of an eye, I had not reached the final line of the battlefield. Without any hesitation, I jumped up and stabbed the enemy's heart with sharp precision with the long sword in my hand.

Under Leon's command, the soldiers of the First Legion were retreating steadily. Riding on the roaring wind, their pure white snow-like cloaks were flying in front of their backs. As the soldiers in heavy armor moved, the city walls The flames burning below also rushed straight down into the sky.

Both sides have shown their trump cards, and both sides are willing to take a step forward.

The blazing light, enough to burn out the retina, tore through the sky, billowing white smoke, as if the whole world was wailing with joy at my feet.

"Looks like you're about to have a little battle."

Seventh, there are countless good things that have been destroyed, or there are signs of doomsday that are about to destroy the world.

Thousands of Dark Angels—from a genetic point of view, none of those cold-blooded superhuman warriors can be considered my sons.

A layer of hazy light shrouded the little angel's low and majestic body like a Valkyrie, and even the poisonous mist that shrouded the entire power generation area slightly dispersed towards both sides. The smell in the air was as pungent as before, even with a bit of coolness.

The base at its lower end was deeply embedded in the rock, and the huge force tore apart spiderweb-like cracks in the earth, shaking the extremely large fortress up the mountain in the gray sky in the distance.

A huge furnace that was less than a hundred meters high rose from the ground, like a mountain made of metal.

Leon stood on the top of the mountain, looking at the mountains behind me. Angels gathered around me in the dark. The rain of bullets sprayed from the muzzle turned into the despair of suppressed fire, sweeping back overwhelmingly.

The tense and freehand appearance is like participating in a cruel war, but on the contrary, it is like playing on a familiar planet.

And what is more deadly than the terrifying and cruel flames is the spreading fear and despair.

The smile on Chao Che's face changed. Although I have the ability to predict things like an angel, I had no idea what was happening behind my eyes: "Although psychic power is safe, it can be really bad at certain times." use."

I need to roar like a wolf king to convey orders and boost morale.

Even the weakest of these fearsome mechas have finally appeared on the battlefield.

Leon always remained calm and calm.

"You were lucky. You were not attacked during the landing." Azkelon looked at the little angel and said.

"It was a matter of time."

As the subspace power emerged from under Chaoche, the light blue mist swept across from all directions like a sea tide, and a pattern of four hexagrams and two rituals appeared on Chaoche's feet, turning rapidly.

That was not done intentionally to defend against possible invasion, but simply because the pollution caused by heavy industrialization was not effectively controlled.

At the very end of the war.

The sound of the metal fruit falling to the ground was like the beginning of the world.

The smaller and ferocious walking mecha hurriedly walked out amidst the sound of footsteps shaking the small ground, and stepped into the back line of the battlefield.

The hatch opened with a roar of servos, and the Angels and Wolves broke free from the shock mounts that restrained us.

The elite of the two legions quickly retreated, led by the Primarch.

In the swirling cold steam.

"In this case, you should set off as soon as possible."

Dull footsteps came one after another from in front of Azkelon.

These precious elders hold their heads high and march on the last line of the battlefield. We are surrounded by an oily energy shield, and any attack can cause ineffective damage to us. However, the giant lightning claws and plasma cannons in the hands of the Youwei Mecha shine brightly on the battlefield, carrying devastating lethality.

These heavy weapons have no way of locking the lion's figure.

One is the remarkable achievement of the Dark Angels who have gone through hundreds of battles without a single defeat.

And when the war retreats to its calmest moment.

A group of heavily armed members of the Asta Mechanization Brigade appeared at the corner of the factory. When we saw the angel of death suddenly appearing behind our eyes, we had expressions of horror on our faces. We opened our small mouths, trying to convey a message, but after opening our mouths, our helmets melted, and the low-temperature metal blocked our mouths and noses.

Before the relatively dangerous login platform was gone, the empire's heavy armed forces also joined the war one after another.

Any soldier on both sides may lose his life in the sparse artillery fire, but Leon is definitely not among them.

These are members of the Holy Blood Guard such as Alatron and Haladir, not elite veterans like Arcana and Garnet.

In the sky, the storm was still gathering and swirling.

Sanguinius spoke fiercely, and you looked into the darkness, "How is he? Is he ready?"

The lion gallops across the battlefield, invincible. No one can resist that primitive and savage power.

The dyed red blade in his hand opened a huge and magnificent arc, harvesting the lives of more than ten warriors in an instant.

With the shrill sirens and the red lights piercing the white night, the entire factory area came to life.

The war was brutal.

What stood in front of me was one of the fortresses I vowed to take. Looking up, I saw a low wall standing in the white darkness. The lower part was not filled with all kinds of artillery, and the smoke was thick. The white and red evil dragon flag of Ruan Jiang Tyrant is still flying in the wind, and the red laser beams are like raindrops that never stop.

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We are swooping toward the battlefield, right into the heart of that war. I raised the long sword in my hand low, and the metal sword trembled slightly, like lightning falling from the sky, flowing through it, creating a layer of icy-hot ripples.

The flag officer also raised the battle flag of the First Legion. It had a dark green background and depicted a sterling silver giant sword with its wings raised low. This symbol contained two completely opposite yet integrated meanings.

"That's for sure."

Today's night sky is like a mottled oil painting, with all kinds of dizzying colors painted underneath. The flares and laser beams ignited each other, casting the light of war in the deep night sky.

But it's still a step too late.

The scarlet Stormbird landed at the heavy power plant under the planet Duran. The temperature outside was very low, and the air was filled with a foul and non-toxic corrosive smell.

There is an obvious discrepancy between what the eyes see and the spatial dimension in which I actually exist.

The most non-destructive force in the entire empire officially joined the war.

"You will be disappointed, father."

Once no one falls on the battlefield, there will be no soldiers to fill our vacancies in an instant. Duran's Scapine infantry combat mecha and the fearful veteran fired at each other, and the intertwined laser net shrouded the battlefield.

Chao Che's slightly smiling voice came, and my small and burly body stepped out of the surging poisonous mist step by step.

And these heavy weapons are fully capable of causing any harm to the Lion King.

I will be like an angel who shows no mercy to my enemies, or I will be like a wolf king who is excited about killing and revenge.

"Any time is fine."

I am a magnificent force, a small god that can move the direction of the entire battlefield.

Countless Asta battle brigade appeared from every street corner visible to the naked eye, and in front of us we could see monster-like monster-sized Skarbin infantry combat mechas. The ground made of steel was transformed by the operation of those war machines. Trembling slightly.

I whispered softly, which was a ritual as old as the little expedition, "You will succeed, and a new world will be dedicated to you."

The Leviathan veterans cleared away the enemies behind them with lightning speed, occupied the low ground, and suppressed the retreating firepower of the surrounding Asta mechanical warriors from a low position.

Levitant's figure disappeared under the battlefield and all became blurred, and then disappeared in a sharp beep.

Even the Asta mechanical infantry suffered heavy casualties in the first wave of offensive.

——

But I don’t know why, but the silence lingers around me.

With that said, Chao Che took a step back and stretched out his right hand towards the little angel.