Warhammer: In the Name of Ashes.

Chapter 465 Black and Red, Planning in the Shadows (Fifty) Decisive Battle, Part [-] - Escape
"That's... the Eye of the Empire?" A pair of elders between the brothers saw the giant figure among the Gray Knights at the moment when the halo of thunder dissipated.

The brilliance of "Hybrion's Blessing" is so dazzling, and the eye-like crystal balls all over the armor make this person who survived the Great Expedition feel shocked and familiar.

The sensory array of the Bell of Erebus was misunderstood by the wizard of the Word Bearers because it resembled the concept of armor decoration, and this glorious and luxurious decoration reminded him of the once shining in A pair of close friends at the center of the imperial stage...

But he regretted his exclamation extremely, because it was his voice that made his brother subconsciously look up to the center of the crowd while covering him.

What a look!The moment the dark wizard's sight collided with the Primarch, his will was firmly fixed there.

He didn't have any extra energy to pay attention to the original body's real appearance, let alone observe the magnificence of the armor. At this moment, all his will was to resist the clear and cold mental attack that started from the moment the two people's eyes collided. .

+You are a heretic! +The first reprimand sounded in the wizard's heart.

Eyes are the windows to the soul, and wizards know that they are also the manifestation of will.Rare wizards will rashly meet people's eyes when they meet for the first time, because that means surrendering all their trump cards without knowing the enemy at all.

++ You are a heretic! ++The second echo shattered the wizard's struggle again.

The icy voice echoed in the wizard's mind, as if descending from the end of the high sky. The overlapping echoes contained reprimands and denials of countless wills, and the most central voice issued a verdict like a god.

His will was like melting ice and snow in front of this voice. His pride, fighting, and even the meaning of life in the past thousands of years were all denied in that endless reprimand!
++ You are a heretic! ++The proclamation of finality negates all life in him.

Layers of defenses in the mind collapsed, and the talismans and engravings on his body disintegrated inch by inch.Fiery fire appeared in the wizard's eyes and ears, and his soul was already obliterated by this attack.

His elder brother finally noticed the strangeness behind him, but when he turned his head to look at his brother, he could only see a flaming body that ignited spontaneously from the inside out amidst the crackling flames of the tarsal bones ...

hum!
The primarch gazed through the chaotic crowd, and locked on to the retreating head priest.After a dazzling flash, his figure disappeared from the battlefield.

+Will Barrier! +Another sorcerer on the edge of the battlefield spread out the fingers of his left hand, silently showing the imprint of the spell.

The flames in front of them are all too familiar to them, it is the characteristic of losing control of spells after the will is instantly defeated.

Although he didn't know how the Primarch did it, instinct allowed him to put as much protection on his soul as possible at the last second of the battle.

But, that's it.

Because at the next heartbeat, those relatives in silver-gray armor rushed to him with their halberds in their hands.However, the magical configurations he pulled and released from his own consciousness couldn't even stop the opponent's figure.

Anima, Spell, Destruction, Prediction...

The light of various spells collided with those silver terminators, and was then annihilated by the silver light flowing on them.

The Legion's will of these Gray Knights had been readjusted by Calvin during the Prayer of Battle, making them now a part of the Primarch itself.

The powerful spell immunity makes them no longer the same as before. They need to carefully screen and decipher the spells of these wizards, and the Nemesis War Halberd after the power of order is added makes it even more difficult for those armors cast by the evil energy of chaos to resist. force……

The nearest dark apostles had no time to react, and were picked and killed by these gray knights with their halberds, and the apostles further back had no choice but to draw out their weapons to face them head-on after casting spells to no avail.

But it was easier said than done, because it wasn't until after they had a close encounter with these gray knights that they discovered that these guys with abnormal heights were hiding special martial arts specifically for Astartes under their seemingly cumbersome stature...

The Dark Apostles struggled to resist the onslaught of the Gray Knights, and as the battle continued, they became more and more shocked by the details they showed.

These particular Astartes warriors have obviously undergone special training, and are equipped with per capita psykers like them!

They even have no less understanding of the fighting style of the Chaos Wizard than the Dark Apostle.And it is also the same psychics, the tacit understanding and all-round, no-dead-angle combat vision they show in combat, makes these dark apostles who are immersed in intrigue all day feel afraid.

That is the tacit understanding that they are destined to be impossible to obtain, and that is also the trust that people like them who are driven by their interests will never be able to give to their colleagues.

This kind of tacit understanding requires long-term joint battles, and more importantly, a deep connection between each other's souls. For the dark apostle council with cruel internal struggles, this is no different than putting one's head in the hands of someone who is destined to betray...

Support from the outside is constantly rushing in, and the number of Word Bearers on the battlefield keeps falling and increasing.

And obviously occupying an absolute numerical advantage, those dark apostles who are the commanders of the legion quietly withdraw after the appearance of the guards of the Word Bearers.

They looked at the gray knights who were few in number but cooperated tacitly, criss-crossing the Word Bearers like chariots, and while they were angry, they faintly began to shrink back.

The sorcery they are most proud of is useless in front of these gray knights.And it is precisely the emergence of this kind of cognition that makes these servants of chaos who bend over because of their strength even more panic and fear.

The surviving dark apostles pulled away one after another, and then quietly disappeared on the battlefield.This is a war that is doomed to failure, and they have to start thinking for themselves first...

"go!"

Jazz evacuated from the edge of the battlefield in embarrassment with the general's head in his hand, but none of the several guards who had been with him in the past survived at this time.

With the help of a group of guards, he had just met a group of Gray Knights head-on.The melee combat lasted only a few seconds, and he was the only one standing beside him.

Fortunately, another team of Word Bearers stood in front of him, and he also managed to escape from the center of the battlefield after wounding a gray knight with his famous rapier.

It was also at that time that he discovered the general's head from a corner of the battlefield.This rare warrior in the Word Bearers Legion now has only one head left on the battlefield.

"Who did it?" Jazz's tone remained steady, but anyone who knew him well could know the anger and panic in it.

"A Primarch! That's a Primarch!" The general's head no longer has the function of vocal cords, but fortunately, his psychic power still maintains the function of communication.

"We... were all deceived!" Knowing the true face of the target he had been hunting all along, the Jazz instantly understood all the strange things about Erebus.

"I'll take you away." He said to the general, and the general's state was extremely bad at this time, and he could no longer maintain the activity of his soul.

"I owe you one."

The general who uttered the last word closed his eyes tightly, obviously he had no extra strength to communicate with him, and he didn't add insult to injury to this old opponent, instead he held him in his hand and prepared to escape together.

　renew.I'll see the situation in another chapter, maybe later.sorry.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)