Beauty Comic Cultivation Record

Mars is only 6,000 kilometers in diameter, which is about half the size of Holy Terra.

However, as an extremely important hive city in the human empire, the defense facilities here are second to none among many planets.

The main ground firepower support points are mainly fixed artillery batteries built on the craters of Mars, plus tens of thousands of armed turrets and countless modified firepower points.

With all the permanent fortifications added together, even those big demons from the subspace would be beaten to a bloody pulp if they came.

In order to win the credit, some fleets of the Dark Council rashly bypassed the Mars orbital fire interception network from the subspace.
Unexpectedly, he fell into Robert Guilliman's trap.

Armed turrets, heavy artillery clusters, rail guns, and various heavy bombers scattered all over Mars are enough to launch artillery fire coverage at any location on Mars...

Three warships no more than a thousand meters long had just jumped out of the subspace.

Black gun muzzles emerged from the fortifications built in several craters on the surface of Mars and were aimed at them.

"BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, BOOM!"

The anti-aircraft guns on the fixed turrets roared,

The two warships were blown to pieces in mid-air.

The last battleship flexibly avoided the concentrated fire of anti-aircraft guns. Nearly a hundred launching ports on the side of the battleship opened at the same time, revealing a hundred fully charged secondary guns.

Just as the battleship turned its gun barrel towards a circular mountain artillery position.

The battleship's radar monitoring captured the presence of many "insiders" in the position.

On the crater where their main guns were aimed, a dense army of werewolves were fighting with the enemy's army.

These attacking werewolves were extremely numerous and were too close to the enemy.

Just when the battleship commander was about to give the order to adjust the ship's gun to fixed-point locking sniper mode!
In that crater position, an Astartes Ultramarines had already pulled the trigger of the energy cannon on his shoulder.

A thick and strong light tore through the void and directly hit the engine room of the assault ship. The battleship spun and fell to the ground.

After the attack was successful, the exposed Extreme Warrior smelled a foul odor behind him. He didn't have time to throw away the energy cannon in his hand.
He raised the energy cannon, turned around and swung it behind him. The one-ton cannon, carrying a tremendous force, smashed heavily into the side of the face of a giant biochemical wolf.

With a few whimpers, the barrel of the energy cannon was bent.
The giant biochemical wolf that attacked by surprise was directly smashed away, and when it got up, several fangs in its mouth were broken!

Throwing away the energy cannon in his hand, the Astartes pulled out a grenade launcher from behind just as the giant biochemical wolf pounced on him.

He pulled the trigger hard at the open bloody mouth of the giant biochemical wolf.

"boom!"

A bomb exploded in the mouth of the biochemical giant wolf
The giant biochemical wolf that pounced on him had half of its head blown off with an explosion!
But for this Astartes, the war has just begun!
Looking at the six giant biochemical wolves and two fully armed ghost wolf soldiers who appeared around him at some point,

There was no fear in the eyes of the Astartes veteran, he just silently clenched the grenade launcher in his hand.

A small-scale "encounter" unfolded on the cliff of this crater.

Six giant bio-wolves leaped across the cliff as if walking on flat ground and pounced on the Astartes veteran.

Are Astartes Space Marines strong compared to ordinary people?

These genetically engineered Space Marines with two hearts and three lungs are so powerful that they are almost inhuman.

Wearing power armor, every move he makes possesses dozens of tons of power.

Even against powerful chaos demons, they are not afraid of life or death and dare to fight forward.

However, as one of the most famous races in the dark world, werewolves are an extraordinary race whose strength and speed far exceed those of humans.

Especially the Ghost Wolf soldiers who have been adjusted with the Perfect Blood gene, their strength may be slightly inferior to those Astartes wearing power armor.

But in terms of agility, these werewolves are far superior to these space marines.

Not to mention that they were not unarmed.
The werewolf soldier, who was also wearing exoskeleton armor, pulled the trigger of his high-energy gun almost at the first sight of the Astartes veteran.

Thick beams of high-energy light brushed past the body of the Astartes veteran who was tumbling on the ground and fell onto the stone wall, leaving bullet holes as big as bowls on the dark red stone wall.

The flying debris hit the veteran's Terminator power armor, creating sparks.

The Astartes veteran was dodging the pursuit of two werewolf soldiers.
On the other hand, they also have to guard against the giant biochemical wolves that attack from all directions. These genetically modified biochemical weapons are as fast as the wind, and their claws can tear apart ordinary tank armor...

Just as the Astartes veteran was rolling to avoid the attack of the werewolf soldiers.

A shadow flashed by and one of his legs was bitten tightly by a giant biochemical wolf.

A huge force dragged the Astartes veteran tightly...

The Astartes veteran picked up his bolter, pointed it at the head of the giant bio-wolf that was biting his leg tightly, and pulled the trigger.

boom boom boom…

A three-round grenade launcher attacked at close range, and it targeted the eyes of this giant biochemical wolf.

The giant bio-wolf's head was blown open, with brain matter and blood plasma splattered all over the ground.

But just a few dozen seconds was enough for those giant biochemical wolves to seize the opportunity and bite from all directions.

Boom boom boom...

The Astartes veteran fought for his life and took down another giant biological wolf with his chainsword.

He was also fired upon by two werewolf soldiers, and his power armor was turned into a honeycomb. Blood flowed through the holes in the power armor and all over the ground, dyeing the mountain wall bloody.

The crater with a radius of dozens of miles, with the anti-aircraft turret as the center, gathered tens of thousands of Astra Militarum, Planetary Defense Force, and thousands of Astartes...

In every corner of this crater, one can see the scene of them fighting with the army of dark creatures.

At the forefront is the defensive line composed of the Astra Militarum and the Planetary Defense Force.

These mortal troops relied on trench positions and cooperated with Hellfire flamethrower tanks, Predator tanks, and Leman Russ tank clusters.

Under the cluster bombardment of long-range artillery, they fought a desperate battle with the enemies that kept pouring in from the surroundings.

However, the cunning dark creatures had no intention of actively resisting their heavy artillery and tank clusters.

Black magic circles kept flashing in the void, and these magic circles appeared closely next to the positions of the Astra Militarum.

Every time a magic circle flashed, a large number of undead creatures roared out of the magic circle.

The undead creatures on the side of the Planetary Defense Force, which were dozens of times larger than the Astra Militarum Army, attacked the Astra Militarum Army and the Martian Defense Force from all directions.

Ordinary skeleton soldiers naturally cannot pose much threat to these battle-hardened Astra Militarum soldiers.

Whether it is the grenade launchers in the hands of the Astra Militarum or the laser guns in the hands of the planetary defense forces, they can easily destroy the bodies of these low-level undead.

These Astra Militarum troops also calmed down after the initial panic. At first they thought they had encountered the Necrons.

Seeing these undead creatures so fragile
These Martian defense soldiers kept pulling the triggers to launch dense rain beams of lasers and explosive bombs to attack these undead creatures.

Those undead creatures fell one after another like mowing the grass.
Not to mention those heavy tank clusters and artillery groups. Every shot they fired destroyed several miles of land, clearing out a large area among these undead creatures.

But as time went on, the relief on these soldiers' faces began to turn into numbness.

Low-level undead creatures are very weak, but their numbers are simply too large.

It is naturally impossible for the undead plane to exist in the Warhammer world.

The undead creatures that continuously emerge from these magic circles are all the work of the necromancers.

No class loves war more than these necromancers.

Only through war can these necromancers collect sufficiently powerful souls and corpses.

In the Samsara Palace, worlds like Resident Evil, Zombies Out of the Cage, and The Walking Dead are often the paradise of these necromancers. Unfortunately, such worlds have become less and less in the continuous development of the Heavenly Palace.

If they were not afraid of the strict rules of nature, these guys who pursue power would even dare to spread biological viruses artificially and create a world of biological crisis.

This kind of thing has been done before. A lich once spread a biological virus in an undeveloped reincarnation world in order to ignite the divine fire.

The result was that the lich successfully ignited the divine fire, but the new god is still suffering from the burning of his soul in the most conspicuous place in the square of the Samsara Hall.

War, and a war involving millions of planets.

After learning about this, these necromancers rushed to join the battle.

They also volunteered to clean up the battlefield and collect the corpses...

Now they are throwing all these transformed undead into this battlefield...

How many are there? Hundreds of thousands, millions?
The magic circle shines brightly, and the tide of undead creatures is so numerous that it is suffocating.
These undead souls know no fatigue.
Facing these undead armies that can be described as a sea of ​​undead,

Even the battle-hardened Astra Militarum gradually lost their expression after two hours of continuous trigger pulling.

Fortunately, this is the Martian hive city with a powerful arsenal of weapons reserves, otherwise the consumption of ammunition alone would be enough to give them a headache.

Moreover, some powerful beings would emerge from time to time among these undead creatures. Any attack from those powerful undead creatures or dark creatures could cause considerable casualties.

It was because of the powerful Astartes and heavy firepower that they existed. Otherwise, if they had only relied on the Astra Militarum, they would have lost countless positions.

But Asterta's strength is only relative to this world.
Even a Primarch as powerful as Robert Guilliman, without power armor, only has a strength of thirty tons.

Even wearing power armor, his strength is only one hundred tons, which may be an astronomical figure for humans.

But for real extraordinary creatures and some powerful dark races, it is really nothing.

Just like in this war, the dragons that came to this world early did not even appear in the human empire. Their target was the dark elves, the spirit race.
A battlefield like this crater meat grinder is just an inconspicuous microcosm of the entire Martian battlefield.

In the sky above Mars, tens of thousands of thunders, Thunderhawk fighters launched a desperate charge towards the warships that jumped out of the subspace, and fighter planes were blown to pieces every moment.

One after another, strong beams of light swept across the void, like a poisonous viper pouncing on its prey, hitting the warships that had just landed on Mars, causing them to explode in mid-air and fall to the ground.

These exposed firing points were also besieged by the army of dark creatures, and anti-aircraft turrets were removed one after another.

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“Ring the great bell once, push the lever, start the piston and pump;
Ring the bell twice, press the button, the engine ignites, the turbine is ignited, and life is injected;

Ring the bell three times, sing in unison, and praise the God of All Things! "

The orbit of Mars, accompanied by a singing prayer melody.

The mechanical monks, who had long forgotten fear and pain, manipulated the large satellite orbital artillery groups to weave a web of light of death in the void.

Resist the attack of the combined fleet—

However, Robert Guilliman understood that even if the God of All Machines was generous in blessing them today, how long they could sustain with just these orbital turrets depended on God's will.

He swung the chainsword in his hand, and each time he swung the sword, the speed could reach the speed of sound.

His powerful psychic energy allowed each of his attacks to tear the fighter plane dozens of meters away, easily splitting the surrounding enemies in half.

However, the expression on Robert Guilliman's face beneath the mask was not relaxed. His feet were treading on blood that was so sticky that it stuck to his feet, and he was surrounded by tens of thousands of Astartes Ultramarines.

More than a dozen Emperor-class Titans, each as big as a mountain, emitted dense rain of light.

The entire battlefield was covered in blood mist

But even if the Emperor-class Titan, which is considered the most powerful weapon in the empire,

Every moment, Ultramarines fell beside him.

Even if Robert Guilliman's explosive speed reached the speed of sound, even if he could cut all the enemies within a radius of hundreds of meters in half with one sword.

But there are too many enemies.

They were fighting against an army of vampires that was too numerous to count.

A few months ago, after the first wave of blood clan troops came to this world, in order to expand the number of soldiers, they took all the captives and turned them into low-level vampires after the first embrace.

The power level of these vampires is still below the lowest level of knights.
But even the weakest vampire,
Their strength is still above that of human soldiers.

Each person is equipped with an ordinary laser gun, with their strength, speed, and nerve reaction

Ordinary planetary defense forces and astragalus troops are no match for these vampires.

During this period, the blood race occupied hundreds of planets in the human empire...

Robert Guilliman's powerful psychic powers made him feel a deep disgust towards these alienated "humans".
In these vampires, he seemed to see the shadow of Tzeentch's gene stealers.

But there are too many of these "cunning bastards".

So many that even Robert Guilliman could not see any hope of victory.

When you truly see the power of these dark creatures,

He even doubted whether his decision was right or wrong.

With such a powerful army, would such beings really take a fancy to their Space Marines!

"Forget it. Even if there are no spectators, it will buy Terra a few days!"

With a thrust of his sword, Robert Guilliman split a blood-red bat mixed in with the tide of vampires in half.

Suddenly, he glanced at the shadow on the ground. A huge dark cloud covered the sky and the earth.

Roboute Guilliman looked up to the sky...

Thousands of meters above Mars, a black warship with a length of ten thousand meters and extremely luxurious decoration jumped out of the subspace. Its huge size immediately became the most conspicuous target on the battlefield.

At least a hundred planetary defense cannons turned their guns and aimed at the black warship with the emblem of the Dark Council!
"Boom, boom, boom, boom -"

A thick plasma beam fell on the battleship, and the invisible protective shield outside the battleship immediately appeared.

The elliptical protective field that was tens of meters thick rippled like waves, blocking all the plasma beams and shells.

On the bow of this custom-made warship named Moon Goddess,
There is a large viewing room, and its interior layout is somewhat similar to the top observation deck of a luxury cruise ship.

The large bed was large enough to accommodate more than a dozen people and was covered with a velvet quilt filled with velvet.

Tang Song half leaned against the bed, half on a pillow filled with rose petals, and let Selena engage in verbal battle with him under the velvet quilt.

The porthole in front of him was converted into a single floor-to-ceiling window. Lying on the bed, Tang Song held a glass of century-old red wine in his hand, overlooking the chaotic battlefield on Mars.

"Little man, I'm tired and I want to drink some red wine!"

A handsome and beautiful face peeked out from under the velvet quilt, biting its red lips.

"Little man? You want to drink? Fine!"

The wine glass in Tang Song's hand tilted, and the bright red wine slid out. The beauty opened her red lips slightly, letting the wine fall into her mouth.

Perhaps Tang Song poured the wine too quickly, and the wine overflowed from the corners of Selina's mouth, fell on Tang Song's chest, and turned into water droplets that slid down.

"Bad guy!" Selina raised her hand and gently hit Tang Song, biting her lower lip and looking at him, then leaned over to clean up the wine.

But someone was playing tricks and the wine in the red wine glass in his hand kept spilling out.

Intensive beam fire landed on the protective shield of Selina's custom-made battleship, creating blue, white, red, and colorful fireworks. (End of this chapter)