Warhammer: My Mother Sanguinius

Roar!

The roar of the Wolf God resounded across the battlefield.

The huge force lifted the Canoton beast, which was comparable in size to a main battle tank, upright.

The power sword pierced the sky and hit the Kanoton beast's abdomen with a dull and exaggerated sound, knocking it back dozens of meters away. Large pieces of pale corpse were crushed and crushed by this huge impact. A trail of scarlet corpses was left along the way.

"Should we retreat temporarily and wait to avoid this sharp edge before choosing to press on it?"

Abaddon stepped forward, growling and speaking.

The flame storm type multi-barrel melt gun fired again, and the pieces of alien creations were torn to pieces. The originally loose defense line became solid again with the advancement of the Wolf Shepherd God himself, but the intensity of the war was rising. Even Ah Veterans like Patton felt tremendous pressure.

"unnecessary!"

Horus gasped, pointing the sharp blade in his hand to the sky: "We are the iron felt of war, and now, our war hammer is coming!"

The sky is screaming.

From the bottom orbit, the ceramite drop pod ejected from the launch bays of more than a dozen capital ships and battle barges tore through the outer atmosphere of Onyx like scarlet lightning, falling towards the white landscape like a burning meteor. ice fields.

Also swooping and falling with them were red and white falcons, storm birds and assault gunships rotating in arcs in the air, dropping large swaths of heavy lasers towards the enemy's base camp.

As it passed the point of no return, the red-gold fighter jet entered a tight downward spiral.

The metal plate across the belly of the machine body was unlocked and slid backward along the hydraulic guide rail, and the whistling air poured into the inner compartment exposed at the back. The other fighters did the same thing. The hatches opened, and the interior was exposed to the light of the star.

From the lead Stormbird.

Against the light, a figure wearing armor jumped out with wings on its back.

One primarch, another demigod.

an angel.

She threw herself into the sky, embracing the pull of gravity like a lover, allowing it to accelerate herself to rapid speed.

She was not wearing a helmet, her beautiful face was filled with determination, and her dazzling golden hair was flying in the wind. She descended from the sky, bringing destruction and the wrath of the Emperor of Mankind.

Wings as white as snow stretched and exploded behind her, casting shadows on the battlefield.

The huge wings extend in a wide arc, catching the airflow and controlling it effortlessly.

Chains woven from pearls, gold ornaments, and silver were hung on the armor, and the red teardrops shone with light. The armor made by the Emperor of Man himself fully inspired the majesty and nobility of the Emperor's daughter.

The moment the angel appeared on the battlefield, violent flames of war and mighty war cries like a tidal wave instantly ignited in the human front.

"Live up to the blood of Sanguinius!"

Garnet roared hysterically, and unparalleled glory exploded in his chest.

His eyes were bloodshot and red, and a twisted mass of black and red blood exploded in the whites of his eyes. His face was hideous and terrifying, and the blood was roaring and rushing through his veins like crazy.

Before the Storm Bird hovered in a safe zone, Garnet had already led hundreds of veterans from the 14th Company to jump out of the opened cabin.

The airborne backpacks behind them spit out fire. They landed in the center of the enemy camp, emptied their magazines in a few breaths, and then used chain swords or power swords to push the enemies across, leaving only a broken field along the way. Corpses.

Boom!

The angel descended from the sky, and a perfect circular shock wave bloomed outward from under her boots.

Its power is no less than that of a Peacekeeper main battle tank firing at zero range. The alien shapes were lifted up like gravel and were torn to pieces by the whizzing gun lines before they even landed on the ground. , turned into a scorching rain of blood.

Roar!

Kanotonmon, which looked like a snow leopard, charged again.

The genetically modified monster has amazing vitality. Within a few breaths, the wound left by the power sword on its abdomen has scabbed and healed, and it no longer bleeds.

Its eyes were scarlet, and the pain caused this monster to abandon its last trace of reason and fly towards the angel violently.

"careful!"

Horus knew how powerful this giant beast was and quickly spoke to warn it.

He raised his gun and fired, and the anti-matter shot exploded into ripples on the giant beast's body, injuring it but not enough to tear it into pieces.

"I will not allow this monster to hurt you again."

The angel stood up slowly, his beautiful pupils burning with angry flames.

She didn't need to turn around. With her innate talent for prophecy, she could see every tiny piece of information on the battlefield from 360 degrees.

Any flaw in Sanguinius's hands would collapse into a fatal flaw.

She is the angel of destruction, born for war.

laugh!

She didn't turn around, just thrust the long sword in her hand back from her armpit, and accurately hit the Canoton beast's fur.

The liquid black psychic flame burned on the blade. The elegant and mysterious flame had a temperature hotter than the sun, easily tearing apart the Norton beast's fur.

It penetrated from the beast's chin, with a large amount of blood, and stabbed out from the back of the neck.

Thick blood flowed along the blade, staining the angel's wings red.

Half of the head was cut off.

But the monster still refused to die, howling in pain and waving the huge sharp blade of its forelimbs wildly.

The angel struck again, his ghostly light and perfect figure passing through the storm as if nothing, and accurately delivered the sharp blade with death.

The dyed red blade forged by the Emperor himself was thrown away from the monster's chest, the flames burning the internal organs to ashes.

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boom!

The monster's huge corpse fell to the ground.

It died.

But this war is not over yet. The angels and the Wolf Shepherds charge forward in unison, blowing the horn of counterattack.

The war hammer in the hand of the Wolf Shepherd burst out with thousands of rays of light, leaving huge holes on the battlefield every time it was swung up and struck down. Angel, on the other hand, rushes across the battlefield like a silver fish riding the wind and waves, leaving corpses everywhere wherever he goes. No matter how twisted and terrifying the mutants are, they are no match for her.

When the war is at its most intense.

Abaddon, Torgadon, Garnet, Kano, and every Astartes warrior on the battlefield could see this magnificent scene.

The angels and the Wolf Shepherds fought back to back on the battlefield. They worked closely together to resist the mutant beasts that surged like a tide.

Such a picture is really shocking.

If this was the duo's swansong, there's no doubt it should have been recorded.

Throughout the entire empire, from now on for eternity, it will be sung by future generations and become a true myth.

As the shield generator of the fortress was overloaded and detonated by the elite warriors led by Sejanus and Ladoron. The azure void shield disappeared from the planet, which also meant that the last fortress had completely fallen, and another planet of infinite value had returned to the embrace of the empire.

Although victory is sweet, Kano feels a little reluctant to give up.

The end of the battle on the planet Okanis meant that he would be separated from Purvis and others.

He will follow the Angel to the planet Pentalus to meet other warriors of the Ninth Legion, while most of the Luna Wolves will go on new missions.