Emperor's Bane

Chapter 159 Welcome Address
Remember, Hector.

Every skull you cut, every drop of blood you shed, every inch of territory you conquered belonged only to the Emperor and Man, to the Empire and Terra, and no one else entitled to have them.

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When Morgan's proudest pawn took the hundredth life he harvested today without hesitation, he would think of the teachings and rumors he had heard when he had just become a son of Morgan.

Those fragmentary words, those tenacious admonitions, they come from the mouths of different predecessors: some of them are still famous people today, some of them can still fight side by side with Hector, and more, have long been Disappeared in the continuous flames of war during the Great Crusade, it is difficult to even remember his appearance.

Those who can become famous among the boundless stars are very few after all. Among each Astartes Legion, those who can spread their reputation throughout the empire and brother troops are only a few people, and What's more, it's the silent battles, contributions, contributions, and sacrifices. They came and went in this great expedition, and only the sporadic memories of those former comrades-in-arms are the only memorial to them.

In the face of the great goal set by the emperor, the great goal of all mankind, and the unprecedented great expedition, even the Astartes, in fact, are no more different from every ordinary mortal warrior, and their achievements may not be Prominent, their experiences may not be legendary, and even their words are not always correct.

But even so, Hector would still remember those words, and the unofficial traditions and inheritances in those legions came from this.

He recalled, he was breathing, he was killing, and with the roar of countless wild wolves beside him, he poured into the next fortress that needed to be captured. His figure was meeting him from another direction, and he could see the blue pupils of the Mother of Genes calmly watching his every move.

Even the almost innate calmness brought by his blood could not prevent his heart from feeling uneasy at this moment like a volcano about to erupt.

Primarch.

The mother of genes.

He chewed these letter combinations over and over again.

It's like eating golden apples left behind in the mortal world.

He chewed, cheered up, and fought at all costs. He was always one of the fighters at the forefront. When his big sword chopped off the heads of powerful opponents one after another, even the unruly wolf lord, He also cast a glance of approval and appreciation in his direction.

The alien-shaped permanent fortress community that has been polished with all its strength is built with the most stubborn alien metals and stones. The nearby artillery positions and air defense arrays are like dense forests in the continuous mountains. There are countless, just to get close to this place. Thirty of the most valiant space wolves fell on the road to the capital, and in the process of scrambling for the outer forts and passages, the number of deaths reached three digits.

Like wolves that have starved for too long in the cold night, the sons of Leman Russ rushed frantically into the smoky war fortress, using chainsaws, bombs, axes, and even teeth With their fists, they cleaned room by room. They cleaned up all the ground buildings as quickly as possible, and completely blocked every underground passage they could find with collapse and fire, so as to ensure that they could survive the next battle. In the process, your rear will get a temporary security guarantee.

No one knows how many Space Wolves died in this disorderly strangulation, just as no one knows how many xenos the Sons of Leman Russ slaughtered in this fortress. After standard time, the last gunshot also slowly dissipated in the sky above the fortress. The Primarch of the Sixth Legion used an unstoppable slash to chop the last Randan overlord who tried to challenge him to pieces. The lifeless two sections, accompanied by Fenris Wolf King's roar, the battle ended temporarily.

Ran Dan's officers once conducted a deduction on their own defense line. They are confident that even the most powerful force will need dozens of planetary rotation days to tear apart the most core fortress groups that defend the [Destiny Engine] , but in fact, as the Primarch led his best son to the front line, it took them only a few hours to destroy anything arrogant enough to try to stop them, whether it was Ran Dan's legion or the fortress.

But this did not make all the aliens panic. During the ten years of terrible tug-of-war with the Imperium of Man, Randan's army had felt the power of the Primarch of the Empire more than once. They knew that the only thing that could stop The ways of these terrible demons.

That is aggression, that is courage, that is endless sacrifice.

And these, they are not lacking.

The final road has already appeared, and what appeared earlier than it was the almost continuous Randan army. The moment the sons of Leman Russ took down this fortress, they had to accept this reality: a battle The battle of attack turned into a battle of defense in the blink of an eye. The opportunities that Morgan had won for the Space Wolves had been wiped out in countless bloody battles. The main force of the aliens had been awakened, and they were extremely fierce.

The Rare Ran Dan overlord in the past is as numerous as hungry locust swarms. Countless Ran Dan wizards who have been involved in the war along with this world, with the most desperate attitude, in the unmentionable [Soul Drinker] In front of him, he released his strength to his heart's content, just to make the possibility of victory a little more.

Ran Dan's army covered the sky, perhaps hundreds of thousands of people: this time, it was no longer the driven alien slaves and cannon fodder, nor the old and weak who were forced and encouraged, but the real elite. Each of them is a terrifying warrior who has drunk countless blood, and each of them is a dead warrior who can face the Primarch head-on.

Leman Russ did not choose to stick to those crumbling fortresses. He came to the wide flat ground, where there were only a few collapsed towers. The Wolf King from Fenris raised his ax blade and howled to the sky.

"For the whole father!"

Thousands of space wolves raised their bloody weapons together with the roar of the gene father.

"For Russ and the All-Father!" ! ""

The iron-gray wolves roared, they stepped on the blood and the ground, and followed the gene father they swore eternal allegiance to, killing the endless alien army.

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their land.

their blood.

Hector whispered, the dark green light turned into a whirlwind in his palm, harvesting hundreds of lives in one breath after another.

In the continuous battles, he has completely separated from those space wolves who were screaming fiercely. The army of aliens rushed towards the front of the wolves like waves and never stopped charging, even the most determined front. Will be crushed by this madness, only countless battle groups are scattered among the ruins, continuing the battle tenaciously.

But fortunately, in such extreme chaos, Hector still reunited with his combat brothers, and the six-member team reunited in the chaotic army again: the blue light was guiding them from the beginning to the end, Guide them to tear through the frenzy of chaos, find their fighting brothers among the tens of thousands of troops, and let them fight side by side again in front of a fort that Ran Dan took away.

"Break it!"

Seeing that Ajax's heavy bolter was completely damaged, Hector turned his head and gave the order to the two psykers: Salieri and Eris, and this order was quickly obtained. Thorough execution.

Salieri called out his psychic power and destroyed the thick door of the fortress, while Eris whispered a little slower, but completely crushed the entire fortress wall to ashes at one time, and even those aliens who were too far ahead were also destroyed. Accompanied by his whispers, ashes disappeared.

dangerous person.

Hector suddenly remembered that Eris claimed to be so self-proclaimed, and it seemed that he was indeed not boasting.

But it was too late for him to think more, this crumbling dilapidated house completely collapsed, and then countless elite Ran Dan emerged from it.

Hector weighed his greatsword, once again, leading the way.

Charge, kill, bleed.

These Hectors have performed countless numbing activities, and now they are already at their fingertips. He rushed to the forefront, cutting a path for his comrades in arms. Out of the corner of his eye, he could see the champion of shadows rushing towards Another wave of aliens, he knew, he no longer had to worry about opponents in that direction.

Hector fought and advanced all the way, until he rushed to the deepest part of the fortress. Here, several powerful opponents were waiting for him, some of them exuding the aura of dominance, and the most difficult battle followed.

Melee, roaring, flying blades, hot blood...

Time passed by every minute and every second, opponents kept falling to the ground, but more alien elites poured out from multiple channels. In this room where it was difficult to even turn around, Hector suddenly Faced with more than ten opponents who could not win quickly, the alien blade was like a torrential rain caught in the wind, leaving dense scars on his armor.

Until he heard a familiar footstep running from here.

"Eris!"

Hector roared, his strength surged along with his roar, and the great sword was accompanied by savage brute force, temporarily forcing back several opponents in front of him, and at this moment, dangerous people also rushed into In the room, he took less than a millisecond to observe the situation, and then called out his spiritual power without hesitation, tore off a few boulders from one side of the wall, and hit the several aliens behind. Blocked the passages that kept gushing out the aliens.

Hector seized this opportunity. He took a step forward and set off a massacre. For a moment, countless limbs and blood flew wantonly along with the dark green wind.

Before the boulder-hit xenos got up again, Hector ended his fight, and he didn't give any of the xenos a chance to swing their blades again.

It wasn't until the last hostile breath was suddenly cut off that Morgan's proudest chess piece touched the scar on the armor and nodded to Eris to express his gratitude.

And at this moment, he heard some kind of collapse sound.

That wall, the wall whose stones were torn off by Eris at will, it obviously couldn't hold on anymore, maybe it was fate, maybe the previous battle had already shaken it, and after Hector made more Before thinking about it, this unimportant stone wall collapsed.

Then, at the other end of the stone wall.

It is at least twenty elite Ran Dan who are fully armed and have strong aura.

Hector took a deep breath, and then, he glanced at Eris.

He suddenly understood something.

The real meaning of that [dangerous person].

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Hector is fighting.

Wolves are fighting.

Everyone is fighting.

But Morgan, on the move.

After a little thought, the Spider Queen snapped her fingers lightly, and placed her body in an underground compartment, ensuring that no matter what the dispute was, it would not really threaten her.

Afterwards, she called her consciousness to ascend into the sea of ​​souls, and within a few breaths, she had witnessed the war on the surface from the perspective of the gods.

She saw countless blood flowing continuously, she saw Leman Russ frantically crushing and killing countless opponents like an indestructible vortex, she saw the most powerful Randan Overlord, Generals and wizards were about to join in the siege of the Wolf King of Fenris: so she reached out and drew their souls, and left a few whimsical storms to throw them into the In Ran Dan's waves, tens of thousands of lives were harvested.

And after casually sprinkling these idle things, Morgan finally gathered all her attention, turning her will into a shooting star in the darkest night sky, passing by without anyone being able to notice. The battlefield where tens of thousands of people were fighting endlessly, swept past all the war machines and defensive means arranged by Ran Dan, and before the next moment came, [Morgan] was already close to his goal.

And as her will got closer and closer to those painful aggregates, the Spider Queen gradually heard her welcome speech.

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"welcome."

"Welcome, Son of the Provocateur."

"You are welcome."

"I've been waiting for you for a long time."

"I am waiting, waiting for the emperor who is not the emperor to step on the stage, waiting for the overlord who is not the overlord to return to the throne, these are the things I have heard in the endless subspace waves, a long time ago, already A prophecy told me that I would come to you."

"Find you, Morgan, the most vicious offspring of the provocateur, a life form that cannot be pinpointed with any words, no matter what mortals say: loyalty, betrayal, hatred, or other adjectives, cannot Describe your complexity."

"You and I are the same. We have some things in common, and there is a basis of interests that can temporarily reach cooperation."

"Now, we can talk."

(End of this chapter)