Warhammer Inquisitor

Chapter 332 The Rise of the Primarch: The War Master has arrived

People say that Astartes is the most powerful weapon the Emperor has ever built. Each of them is unstoppable. Compared with them, mortals are like tiny ants. When you appear in Astartes In front of us, it's as if the ants and cockroaches we usually meet while walking will be trampled to death, and the Astarte who crushes you won't even notice that you die under his feet.

The inhabitants of Terra don't know what this means. In fact, for Terra, even the gangsters in the low nest think they are better than the rest of the empire, ants?The other talents are ants. They are the chosen people of the Emperor, born and raised under the Emperor's Holy Light, they are the most noble human group in this galaxy.

Even those low nests, living underground in the largest hive city cluster in the Terra Empire, those gang members who have never seen the sun in their entire lives, even wandering in the Inquisition that they are considered aliens, and then directly give away the whole door copying package. Mutants think so.

Yes. When the residents saw it, and let it go, the friendly Astartes couldn't make them really understand what it meant to be afraid of facing Astartes, after all, they wouldn't swipe with bolt guns, and ask them to. Chopped you up with a chainsaw sword, didn't it?
But now the sons of Terra in this fortress know, and they now know why, the astral army veterans from other parts of the solar system always tell them to turn around and run if they meet a traitor space warrior, even if the commissar points at gunpoint Even if you ask you to go back, you have to run.

Even facing the muzzle of the political commissar and the supervising team is better than facing those Astartes demigods, because the laser gun in your hand can save your life when facing the political commissar and the supervising team, you can kill the political commissar. The Hedu team ran for their lives, but facing the demigods, all you could do was find a good place to pray to the Emperor, and then shoot yourself out of the head before they got there.

Now they understand, understand why those veterans say such heretical words, because they are all thinking the same thing now, running away.

The soldiers of the guards were running wildly in the corridor. They shot at the rear as they ran. The laser gun whizzed through the corridor with red light and hit the huge power armor behind him. Refraction hit the walls on both sides.

They didn't even hurt the demigod's skin. The latter didn't even bother to hide. The traitor Astarte of the Black Legion was walking on the wide warehouse avenue below the fortress. He took the bolt gun in his hand and aimed at the densely packed front The fleeing guards pulled the trigger.

Unlike the fire stick in their hands, the bolt gun in Astarte's hand shattered the body of the fleeing soldier with one shot. The breastplate was quickly pierced and torn, and along with the explosion and collapse of its body, it was sprayed forward with the steaming rotten flesh on the ground.

The guards screamed and rushed forward, and they fired back aimlessly as they ran. Those who gathered up the courage to stand still and tried to stop the demigods found that they were even the moment when the giants moved forward. They couldn't hold it any longer. The bombs were sent from the flashing muzzles at the other end of the corridor. The bodies of these soldiers exploded one by one. The only thing they could do was to turn their broken bodies into new colors on the walls. .

People always say that the guards used their senseless sacrifices to buy that moment for the Lord of Humanity, and their thousands of casualties were only to buy the last second for the Emperor, but the cold truth is that here The guards couldn't hold on for even a second, they only had to be slaughtered in front of these Astartes.

The traitor Astartes walking side by side, some with bolt guns, some with a bolt pistol in one hand, and a roaring chainsaw in the other hand, they walked side by side. Running through the corridors like a high wall of death, crushing all the mortal warriors who tried to resist like a meat grinder.

The traitor in heavy black armor walked through the corridor. The mortal soldier who fell in front of him with a broken leg was crawling on the ground with difficulty. He watched Astarte, who was walking behind him, crawling desperately. , but the speed at which his hands were dragging on the ground was completely incomparable to that of Astarte, who was striding forward.

"Emperor! No! I don't ask you anymore!" the guards screamed, turning over to look at Astarte who was walking in front of him. Like I said before, they are like ants, a group of ants that won't get a single glance if someone steps on them.

The traitor Astarte smashed the guards in front of him as soon as he taught, his entire head and body were instantly squeezed and burst, and the splattered flesh was sprayed around like a crushed water balloon, and the rotten flesh sprinkled On the ground, Astarte of the Black Legion who stepped on him raised his bolter pistol with one hand and fired twice.

His precise marksmanship instantly killed the two guards who rushed to the end of the explosion-proof barricade. They were about to rush through the armored gates between the barricades, but just as they reached out to the handle of the heavy gate, they were shot and exploded. , the flesh and blood of its body sprayed on the gate and the firing window on the side.

The edge of the shooting window was quickly covered with a layer of steaming rotten meat, and the guard sergeant standing behind screamed, and he looked at the guards who came desperately in the corridor, their faces were all Pure fear, everyone is scrambling to escape the shadows of death that come behind them.

"Fire! Fire immediately!" The sergeant turned his head and shouted at the laser-mounted gun shooter behind him. The gunner who was sitting behind the laser gun and wearing a helmet was startled. Army.

"But Sergeant, we still have people out there! They're all on range, and they'll be hit if we fire!"

"If you don't open fire, it will be us! So in the name of the Emperor! Goddamn fire!" When he turned his head to look, he saw a roaring bomb.

The rotating warhead accurately passed through the narrow shooting window in front of him, whistling directly from the top of the laser cannon, and shattered the loader's head beside the shooter. He died without reacting to anything.

The shooter was taken aback when he saw the loader who was plopping down beside him. His body instinct immediately replaced reason. The gun in front of the shooter slammed the trigger and roared immediately. The flashing laser was like a torrential rain. hit the hallway.

The other guards running in it were instantly swept away in pieces, and their bodies were torn apart in the fiery red light rainstorm. One of the guards standing in the middle of the road was unable to fall due to the constant frontal laser bombardment. The soldier's body exploded the moment he was directly hit.

In the blood and blood spattered throughout the corridor, the violent heavy laser beam slammed into the advancing traitor Astartes, and the scorching red light of the laser cannon hit them like pedestrians advancing in the torrential rain. Tate's front was instantly swallowed by red light.

However, those Astartes immediately flicked to the vehicles on both sides of the corridor with the same swift action, and behind the armored combat bodies, the firepower of the laser cannon hit those vehicles, and the roaring and violent bombardment hit the vehicles one after another. , The truck behind the Black Legion Astarte with a bolter quickly collapsed under the intensive artillery fire.

The side of its hull splattered a large number of steel fragments under a series of violent bombardments, and at the end of the corridor, the shooter holding the trigger of the laser cannon in both hands was screaming and shooting frantically. He swept the laser cannon back and forth across the corridor, using the A torrential rain of laser fire blocked the way forward in the corridor.

They may think they are saved, they successfully blocked the advance of Astartes, but the fact is that they are too happy too early, the Astartes that the guards face is the Black Legion, the traitors who have fought for thousands of years Warriors, they cannot be stopped.

The Black Legion traitor crouched behind the truck nodded to the brother on the other side of the roaring laser barrage, the sword-wielding traitor crouched behind an untracked Chimera armored vehicle nodded slightly, he put his own The chainsaw sword was hung on his belt, and he took out something from behind with his backhand.

Suddenly, the traitor of the Black Legion on the side of the truck rushed out. He took out a grenade with his backhand and threw it directly in the direction of the laser cannon. The grenade drew a graceful arc in the air and fell towards the roadblock.

The shooter behind the barricade immediately noticed the thing. He stared straight ahead and noticed the movement almost immediately. He immediately raised the muzzle to the grenade. The laser beam hit the grenade instantly, and it exploded the thing in the air in an instant.

But that thing is not a grenade, but a flash bomb. When the laser beam explodes it, the flash powder sealed inside it spreads out. The magnesium powder burns violently under the burning of the laser, and the dazzling flash In an instant, the shooter's vision was engulfed, and he and the surrounding soldiers and sergeants instinctively closed their eyes in the strong light.

And this is the last scene most of them have ever seen in their lives. While they closed their eyes, the sword-wielding traitor crouched behind the Chimera armored vehicle strode out. He has no influence, he can aim his gun normally in that light.

Aim with that plasma pistol.

The sergeant opened his eyes that were sore in the strong light and looked forward. His dazed eyes wet with tears saw the plasma gun, and he instantly stared at the lit muzzle.

Plasma plasma was shot from the plasma muzzle, and the blue plasma body that whizzed past shot into the barricade. After a violent explosion, the sergeant was thrown out. He fell heavily to the ground, and the sergeant covered it. He cursed at his aching shoulders, but his eyes widened in horror when he looked up to see his own body.

"Ah!!!!" The sergeant screamed. He saw his lower body disappearing and screamed piercingly. He looked around looking for someone who could save him. A soldier staggered out of the smoke from the explosion on one side.

The man was disgraced, covered in exploding dust, and had no idea where the gun had gone, but he was clearly able to move and pull himself away.

"You! Pull me away! Hurry up before they come up!" To something behind him, and then he was pierced by the chainsaw sword that suddenly pierced from the smoke.

The guard was stuck on the chainsaw sword, and another Black Legion traitor walking from the smoke in the passage on the other side of the corridor stepped into the sergeant's field of vision, he grabbed the guard stuck on his sword and directly It was torn off, his entire body was instantly torn off, and the huge palm tore it off the side of the chainsaw.

The sergeant looked at the new Black Legion traitor, his eyes widened at the other traitors walking out of the smoke behind him, and the sergeant then heard new footsteps, footsteps in front of him.

He turned his head to look in front of him and saw the traitor of the Black Legion who had come from the direction of the wreckage of the laser cannon explosion. He walked out of the smoke with his men, and he led the way towards the sergeant, holding the The bolt gun dangled beside him.

"Go to hell, traitor! Long live the Emperor!" The sergeant was a brave man. He didn't scream and beg for mercy in a desperate situation. He grabbed the laser pistol that fell on his side and fired at the traitor with his last dignity. Face the traitor with courage.

And his dignity may have moved the traitor. The Black Legion traitor did not trample him to death like an ant, but raised a bolt gun and shattered the sergeant's head.

The corpse of the sergeant collapsed to the ground, and the traitor Astarte walked past his corpse. He and the newly appeared Black Legion squad leader nodded to each other, and then walked to the end of the corridor with their respective squads. .

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"Fire!"

Standing naked on the heavy artillery mount, the sweaty and strong artilleryman roared loudly. With his roar, the main body of the rail gun located in the basement below the core bunker of the fortress erupted with a roar, and the huge heavy artillery roared. Instantly pushed back and ejected a huge air pressure.

The hydraulic rails erected on both sides of the heavy artillery start quickly, and the coaxial crawler removes the impact force of the ground-based macro artillery under high-intensity recoil. Return slowly.

As the huge macro gun body returned to the ready position, the naked gunner standing on its side bracket supported the armrest and shouted at the artillerymen below. His voice was quite loud, even if there was no gun sound. Still as huge as artillery instinct.

"Load it! Load it now!" the artilleryman shouted. He looked at the gantry crane behind him. The gantry crane was fixed on the ceiling of the bunker. The surrounding artillerymen quickly lowered the steel wire rope hook and hung it on the huge macro cannon. On the shells, they yelled at the operator on the side, waving their arms.

The operator sitting in the control room of the gantry crane immediately nodded. He quickly operated the instrument in front of him. The huge gantry crane quickly straightened his rope, and the heavy macro artillery shells slowly roared in the roar of the crane turning. The ground was lifted up, and the huge shell was dragged off the ground by the gantry crane, and then dragged close to the position of the cannon's barrel.

Standing on the ground, the political commissar wearing a black military coat with the iconic red belt on his waist looked at the loaded cannonball. Countless artillerymen worked together to push the ten-ton cannonball into the cannon. The soldiers and the machine worked together. Cooperate to push the shells.

The commissar looked at them with great satisfaction, and soon the huge macro cannon could fire another shot. He witnessed the thick cannonball being slowly pushed into the barrel, but the other group of people would not necessarily satisfy the commissar. .

The political commissar in the military coat and the military police behind him turned to look at the panic guards who rushed into the artillery bunker. Most of them were panicked, and many of them had literally thrown away their armor and weapons, and their weapons were thrown away. , the breastplate and helmet are either missing one of them, or they are all missing.

The panicked soldiers screamed and fled into the bunker. The commissar watched as the panicked soldiers strode forward and grabbed a man by the collar. He grabbed the soldier and pushed him back among his panicked comrades. , he bumped into a guard with a laser gun behind him.

After the two collided with each other, they fell to the ground at the same time, but the fleeing guards behind them also all stopped, and they crowded together to look at the political commissar in front of him and the military police behind him who pointed a gun at them, angry. The political commissar looked at the soldiers in front of them who were disheveled, throwing away their armor and fleeing for their lives.

"Let me stand at attention! Look how you are! Those who throw away their armor and armor are like a group of deserters!" His clothes were messy, and there were still a lot of dry blood on them, although it was not known whether it was his own or someone else's.

"The fort has lost its commissar! Traitor Space Marines everywhere! Our weapons hit them like fire sticks! Many died and we barely escaped!"

The panicked soldier got up, he looked at the commissar in front of him with bloodshot eyes from fear, and the other deserters behind him were similar, all of them looked at the commissar in front of him in horror, fear took over all their thoughts, among them not. Few people are still shaking now.

The political commissar frowned sharply when he saw the deserter in front of him, and the deserter continued to shout, and the irrational shout echoed throughout the bunker, "Let's run! Take advantage of those traitors Astartes. Run now! Or we'll all die here!"

The deserters looked around at the surrounding artillerymen and shouted. All the artillerymen stopped their work and looked down at the shouting guards. All the artillerymen with their upper bodies and arms naked looked at each other and foreheaded.

The guard, who was completely panicked, was still yelling, but he had just turned to look at the commissar before he was shot through the head before he could say anything, and he was shot in the face with a gunshot. There was a burning hole, which was the bullet hole that the laser gun pierced through the head, and the light bullet from the laser gun in the political commissar's hand.

The political commissar shouted while holding the laser gun with a little green smoke in his hand. He looked around and looked down at the artillerymen, and all the soldiers around him shouted, "Bewitching the army! These deserters are looking for themselves. Reasons to flee! They just encountered a slightly more powerful enemy, and because they panicked, they regarded them as Space Marines! Find a plausible excuse for their cowardly behavior!"

"What they met was just a group of ordinary Chaos enemies! Mutants! Just bigger mutants! In the name of the Emperor, we will meet and hold our positions. No one can shake the hearts of the army and become deserters!"

The political commissar roared and pointed his gun at the deserters in front of him. The military police behind him also raised their guns and aimed at the deserters. They panicked at the laser muzzle, but none of them turned around and went back to the corridor. , their bodies were immobilized by extreme fear.

The commissar roared angrily as he watched them, waving the laser gun in his hand, "Rush me all back! You bastards! Cowards! Remember the Emperor's Light, and he will bless you invincible, no matter what you face. What is it!"

"Oh? Is that so? Can he bless you to defeat me?" something said behind the political commissar. The political commissar looked at the guards whose expressions were distorted by infinite fear. He slowly turned his head to look at the things behind him. To the behemoth who suddenly appeared behind him.

It was a black steel mountain. He stood behind the political commissar and raised his lightning claws suddenly. The roaring lightning claws tore the commissar's body in an instant. His black military coat and red belt were attached to it. The flesh and blood was instantly chopped.

When the black giant killed the political commissar, he swung his claws with his backhand. The military police with an eagle hanging on his neck raised the laser gun in his hand and pointed at the giant's head. His action was correct. It is the only place on the giant's body that is not wearing armor, and those who are not wearing helmets are exposed to the muzzle of the gun.

That was the best chance for the military police. After all, Astarte's head is also made of meat. The hell laser gun in his hand can hit the head of the heavily armored traitor. But, the premise is that he can hit that shot.

The brave military policeman loyal to the Emperor raised his laser gun to aim at the giant, but just as he took up the gun, when he was about to clasp his fingers, the giant backhand slapped, and the roaring lightning claws cut off the military police in an instant. The laser gun in his hand, he looked at the broken laser gun in his hand, and his own hand.

The hands of the military police were cut off neatly, and the blood in the aorta spurted into the air, like blood snowflakes rolling in the air one by one. At the same time, the military police scraper on his chest was also broken, which was called "kindly" by the soldiers. The scraper of the dog chain cracked instantly, and the military police were also sent flying as the scraper broke.

His torn corpse smashed into the control room of the gantry crane on one side, the corpse smashed the glass window, and the blood splattered on the window, which startled the operator behind him. He escaped, but just after a few steps, he was shot and shattered his body.

The deserters who were huddled together turned their heads in horror to look at the source of the gunshots that shattered the operator. It was the Black Legion commandos who had just slaughtered them in the corridor. They walked in from the gate on the side of the bunker. Bolters and chainsaws quickly began to harvest the surrounding survivors.

The roaring bombs smashed the artillerymen on the macro cannon stand into splattered flesh, their bodies were torn apart under the bombardment of the bombs, and only the strong men of the artillerymen were shot with bare arms. His head exploded, and then he was smashed and driven away by the next bomb, and his body residue was sprayed directly on the macro cannon behind him along with the fragments of bones.

The corpses of the artillerymen fell from the brackets, and their appearance was completely invisible. The deserters looked at the corpse that fell to the ground in horror, and then they were instantly attracted by the sound of sudden footsteps and looked forward. They saw the burly giant standing in front of them.

He stood in front of the deserters, his scarlet eyes staring at the unfortunate bastards in front of him, and the blood dripping from his claws was also scarlet, and in the blink of an eye he had killed all the military police, those wearing dogs Chain's gendarmerie all fell behind him, like a flock of rotten meat spewing from a meat grinder.

There are other tall giants behind him. Those black giants in Terminator power armor and helmets equipped with huge mammoth tusks are standing behind him. Those slaughtering giants who walk upright have killed the rest. Everyone, the entire bunker was littered with torn corpses.

Now only the deserters are left alive. They stand in front of the giant with scarlet eyes. They are so scared that their legs are almost unable to stand at the terrifying Lord of Destruction. The deserters look at the giant in front of them. , He was not wearing a helmet, and all the deserters on the scene could pick up their guns and swarm him to blow his head off.

They may have killed a lot of people in an instant, but the remaining people can also rely on the number to smash the monster's head with a dense laser beam before being killed, even if they will be killed by the surrounding traitors later , but they still have the opportunity to destroy the emperor's enemy in front of them.

And believe me, if the lives of more than a dozen guards can be replaced by the guy with the braid on his head in front of him, it will definitely be a bloody profit, the kind of bloody profit that can cover the entire Terra with smoke from the ancestral grave.

But they didn't. None of the deserters raised their guns bravely. Everyone stood in front of him shaking and their hands were weak as if the weapons in their hands weighed thousands of pounds. The giant's gestures in front of them could suffocate them. .

His round eyes stared at the monster in front of him. He raised his scarlet eyes and looked at the deserters in front of him, "Run, the little rabbits of the false emperor, run."

He said this, but none of the deserters moved. They stood in front of him with their legs weak, their pupils trembling in fear and looked at the giant in front of them. They didn't seem to understand him, while the giant raised He raised his claws and roared at the door behind him.

"Run! Bring the news of my arrival to Vito Constantine! Tell him! Tell him that he has landed on Terra! I shall prevail!"

"I'll let you run!!" The giant roared and roared, he suddenly raised one leg and stepped in front of the deserters in front of him, and they ran away like a clockwork toy.

They ran and fled from the sides of the destruction giant in front of them. Only a dozen or so people left running through the Terminators screaming. They ran at the fastest speed in their lives, and they didn't even dare to look at the sides. Giant glance.

The giant braided sky turned around, he looked at the direction of the fleeing crowd and raised his power claws in front of him, "Run! Bring the fear back to the palace! The whole Terra trembled under my feet!"

"Tell them, tell the Emperor, that the Warmaster is back, and I will step down the palace and end the long battle!"

"Long live the Warmaster! Long live the Legion!" A Terminator behind the giant raised his claws and shouted loudly. The Terminators around him and the black Legion veterans in ordinary power armor raised their own His weapons roared, bolt guns and chainsaws held high, and thunderous roars echoed through the bunker.

The deserters fled the bunker with a deafening roar, and behind them, the Doom Commander named Abaddon stood in the center with his power claws raised high.

"Let Terra burn!"

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