Emperor's Bane

Chapter 147 Infiltrate Successfully
In the 170th hour of the war, Morgan felt a little tired, a little tired on the soul level.

She was injured, and on the tips of her fingers and nails, there were already a few undetectable cracks, like the result of knocking stones on the mountains.

If you pay all your attention and feel it carefully, you will be able to find a kind of sore itching and slight pain like a mosquito bite, lingering on her fingertips.

This even made Morgan feel obvious anger and shame.

Tens of thousands of Randan wizards fought one after another in the previous bloody day, whether it was their souls or their spirits, under the double influence of abnormal fanaticism and violent energy, they became extremely dangerous, Irritable and unstable, when they cut their own blood vessels and throats, and the last gasp gathered into some kind of ominous cloud, even Morgan would feel some kind of threat and dread.

Such injuries come from Ran Dan's No.15 attack. She remembers very clearly that the alien wizard clusters will learn more blood lessons every time. When the No.15 attack came, they had developed into a kind of A real threat, a desperate operation of the utmost rigor, the utmost fanaticism and the utmost daring.

There are as many as ten individuals as powerful as Ahriman alone: ​​at this point in time, this son of Magnus who is keen on drinking and brewing is far from being that powerful, he has just become the leader of the Thousand Sons Legion. The company commander with the lowest seniority in the group has a preliminary place among the psykers in the entire galaxy.

But despite this, the power gathered by the ten Ahrimans is still not to be underestimated by anyone in the galaxy. They were fully prepared before entering this galaxy. When Morgan noticed When the power was slightly tilted due to another large-scale attack by Ran Dan's fleet, the powerful souls of the ten daredevils turned into a sharp arrow that did not return, piercing countless stars in an instant.

This sharp arrow crossed the surging sea of ​​souls caused by countless massacres and deaths at the fastest speed. Relying on the cover of millions of howling souls, it successfully escaped the Spider Queen's expectations. , leaving scars on her soul.

Astonishment, doubt and anger took Morgan's next breath, and the alien wizard seized this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity: Countless spells and soul killings that had been prepared were thrown into the bloody battlefield at the forefront at this moment , Tens of thousands of mortal soldiers fell down in pain, and countless captains and sailors stopped their breathing and persistence, sleeping forever in the cold steel.

The battle line has made a breakthrough, an unimaginably huge breakthrough, and hundreds of warships of the human empire have been affected and affected. After Zhuang Sen once again commanded them to stabilize the front line, the void power in his hand has shrunk by about one-fifth , and even lost half of the air supremacy over the fortress group.

And at that second, the Primarch heard a shrill roar, a scream that clearly came from his blood relatives.

Jonson raised his eyebrows.

She is rarely so angry.

Accompanied by countless alien souls burning in pain, the spider queen's angry cry was like Mortarion's scythe, gliding over and over again to every dark corner of this galaxy, which almost made her lose her mind The blow that Morgan can barely remember and control is avoiding all humans.

once, twice, three times...

Bloody everywhere, mourning everywhere.

It wasn't until the seldom-seen fury of the soul drinker quickly dissipated in her usual rationality and calmness that this short-lived storm subsided amid countless deaths: strangling over and over again wiped out even the All the wizards near the warp gap, the flames of the stars gushed out in the Queen's wrath, devouring the hapless Randan battleship, the storm suddenly rose and raged at the junction of the two worlds, and the roaring invisible dragon swallowed the two The world and the vast starry sky near them made hundreds of millions of alien legions about to enter the battlefield drain their desecrated lives in suffocation and panic.

Horrible atrocities dealt a near-fatal blow to this unfortunate galaxy. The fragile balance that was originally maintained between the real universe and the abyss was finally completely broken in Morgan's anger. The invisible wave and eternal darkness began The other end of the galaxy appeared, bit by bit devouring these worlds waiting to die.

The balance has been broken, and the most sensitive psykers can even hear intermittent whispers playing in their ears, and feel the unprecedented surge and anger of the power from the soul and will.

With the final curtain already crumbling, Morgan finally pinpointed the exact location of her target.

She stroked her own wound first, although the price of these tiny wounds was the living lives and howling souls of countless Randan wizards, the Spider Queen still felt a kind of shock.

In the past ten years, she has ravaged the lives of these aliens with an almost raging attitude. Except for a few times, all the "hardship" and "tiredness" on the battlefield are just illusions to cover her brothers' senses .

But now, when she was really hurt: even if it was just a wound that the most vulnerable mortal would not care about, it was enough to make her feel a kind of provocation and offense.

This alien bastard, the most low-end and most pathetic garbage, what qualifications do they have...

A desire for vengeance ignited in her chest, calling for her own value in her rationality and rigor. Morgan left a space for thinking. While fulfilling her responsibilities, she began to count. The number of souls remaining in the cage, began to observe the weakest position of the curtain, and began to deduce the best time for his prey to be captured.

At the same time, Ran Dan's fleet is still advancing, bit by bit eroding the territory in the void amid countless blood and tears.

From the beginning to the end, these aliens never stopped at all. No matter what price they paid for each advance, there was always a stronger motivation to encourage every Ran Dan soldier to rush to the empire's defense line.

Ran Dan's army was like a hungry swarm of locusts, covering the sky and covering the earth without end. The countless deaths and blood did not stop them from invading more and more frantically. This even made many soldiers of the empire feel a kind of heartfelt emotion. Admiration: Before this, they had only seen such a decisive and tenacious fighting will in the army loyal to the Lord of Humanity.

For a long time, the noble warriors from Terra have always firmly believed that only loyalty and faith are the biggest reasons for their continuous victory in wars and conquests, but now, apparently, at the other end of the vast and bloody star map, there has appeared a Opponents of the same mind.

On the seventh day of this war, losses have already occurred, and they have long been out of control: even with the almost miraculous and powerful assistance from his own blood relatives, the King of Knights of Caliban It is still impossible to create a miracle under the suppression of such a huge number. In fact, every second that this thin front can survive is enough for the most picky fighters to start worshiping the Primarch of the First Legion.

After days of restless fighting and cleansing, the Dark Angels fleet was finally overwhelmed by the continuous stream of Randan war engine groups. The once sophisticated and ruthless firepower network was almost suicidally attacked by the alien vanguard. With continuous breakthroughs, the original battle line shooting and the mutual destruction of various strange firepower have also been transformed into the most brutal, primitive, but unexpectedly effective naval warfare method:
jump gang.

Countless torpedoes and teleportation lights began to emerge in the void, and those orbital fortresses that could not move at will were the first targets to fall in close combat. Blood soaked every inch of steel and every room, until the intruders and defenders were killed. One side all fell down.

The best Randan overlord and the most trusted dark angel fought to death in the dark corridors and broken lights. Their lives and blood continued to flow in each other's fights until Qiqi disappeared in the depths of the fortress. In the silent eternal darkness.

And when the sharp blade of one of them, under the blessing of martial arts, dexterity and luck, successfully cut off the opponent's head, the minds of these most calm fighters will only be completely occupied by one thought.

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next!
The flying ax roared, piercing through the icy air with the wind, easily splitting the first opponent's helmet and face door.

The shadow champion leaned forward, and his shoulder and elbow hit the breastplate of the first Ran Dan soldier heavily. With the help of the special armor, he heard the sound of the armor, bones and internal organs smashing together.

With one hand, he grabbed the alien's arm holding the gun tightly, pushed its tall body that was getting colder, broke through the crumbling walls and iron gates all the way, and came to the narrow courtyard outside. The oncoming second The opponent was stunned for a moment before this scene before hastily pressing the trigger.

The gunshots led to more offensives, until more than a dozen gunshots completely smashed the dead Ran Dan soldier into a sieve, and his companions looked at the emptiness behind the broken body and wrinkled in confusion. frown.

Sixteen Ran Dan's soldiers swarmed into the courtyard. They stayed in anxiety and evasion for a few seconds before they separated into a small group and slowly stepped over the battered corpse of their companion. , into the shadows of dilapidated buildings.

And at the moment when the boots hit the ground, there was a faint sound, and the soldiers turned their heads one after another, only to see the companion standing at the back swaying, and fell into the gray dust. It did not bleed. , there is only a tiny scar on the back of the neck that no one can see.

Panic spread in an instant, because the deceased was standing in the most open place, and there were only a few shadows of his companions around him. The alien soldiers looked at each other in inconceivable emotions, before their questions came out of their mouths. When they came out, the sound of another heavy object falling to the ground hit their ears.

This time it was tens of meters away, a pioneer who had already entered the building, and it was separated from the previous one by the entire team.

At this moment, fear completely exploded in the hearts of every alien.

Countless roars, anger, panic, and mutual doubts filled the air in an instant. The survivors brandished their guns and blades, and their eyes either hit their companions suspiciously, or panicked. Searching around, even the slightest sound of the wind made these two-meter-tall brutal warriors tremble inadvertently.

A shadow seemed to stand on the top of the dilapidated building, as if the light of claws could be seen from the end of it.

Above their heads, in the gray sky, there seemed to be an incomparably sharp silhouette, piercing the air and dust.

In the shadow on the left, there seemed to be the sound of countless wings beating the air, and in the darkness on the right, there seemed to be a pair of scarlet eyes that belonged to a bird of prey.

Panic, questioning, anxiety, random firing and roaring among each other: the aliens are constantly falling down, and almost every alternate breath will take away a life, and the fall of each companion makes the remaining rationality be driven crazy. The heavy hammer smashed into pieces.

"retreat!"

Someone was roaring loudly, it was the closest one to the exit shining with countless lights, it seemed to want to turn around, but at the moment when its muzzle changed, an invisible wind pierced through its forehead, body and armor It fell heavily, raising countless dust.

"No! Come to me, we are united!"

At the same moment when this massacre broke out, some people were constantly pulling comrades around, eager to form a cluster that could trust each other, but such efforts were destined to stop abruptly: its mouth was really long It was so big that when a ray of light pierced its teeth and tongue, a large stream of stinky blood sprayed on the opposite friendly army in one breath.

Blood, death, panic, and more despair spread in the courtyard, spreading over the heads and hearts of every Ran Dan soldier in just a few breaths: even the sniper who has been observing here can only Constantly swallowing its own saliva, its detectors are almost working at an overclocking rate: because an incredible figure is swimming in front of it at an unimaginable speed, harvesting its comrades one after another, but even Its eyes were wide open, and it couldn't see even a trace of the assailant.

In the end, it pulled the trigger and chose a direction with its sniper instinct.

The specially-made bullet was enough to penetrate the wall and Ran Dan's armor, and it made a piercing sound in the wind, torturing everyone's ears and nerves, until its journey was blocked in less than a second.

The giant hand protected by the black armor grabbed this special cutie. When everyone was at a standstill because of this moment, the shadow champion pinched the bullet and completed his turn in mid-air. His giant The palm was full of speed and strength, and it slapped on the side helmet of the enemy behind him.

The bullet was still sharp, it mercilessly pierced through the alien's protection, and smashed all the brain organs one by one, until the alien fell limply under the bullets fired by the friendly army.

The sniper took a deep breath, it finally saw its opponent, but it was powerless: the one killed just now was the last Ran Dan soldier.

run!
It suddenly thought of this, and its body had already moved before that. It hugged its own sniper rifle, jumped up, turned around, and rushed out.

Then it struck hard against the armor of the Astartes warrior.

There stood the Shadow Champion, standing behind it, and he seemed to have been waiting for a while.

It tried to breathe, but just before the cold, foul-smelling air touched its throat, it saw a light.

A light it couldn't see clearly.

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The last opponent fell.

This is No.18.

The shadow champion raised his head, and he recalled the time: he spent a total of 42 breaths, which is still considered qualified.

He thought so, and then turned his ears to listen to the sounds outside the fortress: Those aliens deployed outside the fortress obviously didn't know what happened to their comrades in arms, and they were still sniping Hector's team as much as possible, but every time A round of gunshots is becoming more and more sparse.

A few more rounds passed, and there was only the lone gunfire of the Astartes warrior.

The shadow champion lowered his head. He looked at the opponent who had been completely dealt with by him, possessed and picked up something he thought was interesting, and then disappeared in the same place again to join his temporary teammates.

Infiltrated and succeeded.

(End of this chapter)