From Titan Corporation to the Empire of Man

Chapter 530: Horrible and Cruel
Whoosh—whoosh!!
Sharp beams of blasting energy cut through the air, coming from all directions.

The stormtroopers, who had been in a brief daze, finally came to their senses and realized that the veteran Blood Crow captain in front of them was temporarily unable to move due to a fierce battle with a Sith apprentice.

They immediately seized the opportunity, raised their blasters, and launched a concentrated attack on the veteran captain.

The blazing beams of blaster energy rained down like raindrops, trying to completely defeat the terrifying warrior in their eyes.

Buzz~! Buzz~!

The veteran captain's titanium armor reacted quickly, and the automatically rising energy shield formed a barrier around him, deflecting most of the blasting beams.

Ripples appeared on the surface of the shield, as if the surface of the water was being hit by a stone.

Although the shield temporarily blocked the attack, the veteran captain's anger was completely ignited. His eyes were as sharp as torches, fixed on the Sith apprentice in front of him through the visor.

He suddenly burst out with even stronger power, the plasma field of the power sword made a sharp buzzing sound, and the sword tip pressed down on the Sith apprentice with the force of a mountain.

Thunder—pop—!
The clash between the plasma force field and the Kyber crystal beam became more and more intense. Dazzling sparks burst out when the energy intertwined, as if two stars released destructive light in the collision. Even the temperature of the surroundings rose sharply due to the violent collision of energy.

Although the Sith apprentice used the power of the Force to barely resist the attack of the veteran captain, his arms were shaking violently due to the enormous pressure and fine beads of cold sweat oozed from his forehead.

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This Sith apprentice with pale skin and protruding cheekbones had a face that was already distorted and looked even more hideous due to excessive force.

Although the Force temporarily enhanced its strength, it was clearly no match for the Astartes veteran in close combat, especially in pure strength confrontation.

"what!!"

The Sith apprentice let out a roar of anger and unwillingness, his eyes glowing scarlet due to the stimulation of the Force.

At the critical moment of life and death, it successfully burst out its own limit, and the lightsaber held tightly in both hands shifted slightly, barely guiding the blade of the power sword to one side.

This momentary deviation gave it the only chance of survival.

Not daring to be careless, the Sith apprentice rolled to the left the moment he dodged the sword.

Its movements were swift and clumsy, and its black robe left a trail of shadow in the air, appearing extremely hasty.

However, as it rolled, the veteran captain's power sword had already attacked, and the plasma force field on the blade emitted a low hum, like the whisper of death.

Om-! ! !
The blade of the power sword almost brushed past the Sith apprentice's back. The high temperature of the energy field instantly scorched its black robe and even left a burning scar on its pale skin.

"Forehead!"

The Sith apprentice groaned, endured the pain, and quickly distanced himself, trying to readjust his posture.

His breathing was rapid and disordered, and there was a hint of fear in his eyes. He was fully aware of the huge gap between himself and this Astartes veteran.

Despite his miserable state, the Sith apprentice finally avoided the tragic fate of being "split in two" by the power sword.

The brief confrontation made it realize that engaging in close combat with the Astartes warriors would be tantamount to seeking death.

These giants wearing power armor not only possess incredible speed, but also possess unimaginable terrifying strength. If you are not careful, you will be completely "crushed" by the opponent without even a chance to use the Force.

After successfully dodging the fatal blow, the Sith apprentice did not hesitate at all. He quickly mobilized the Force and exerted force with his feet. His body soared into the air like a ghost and leaped towards the second-floor deck.

Its black robe fluttered in the air like a bat flying through the dim space.

Tread!

When his feet landed steadily on the second deck, the Sith apprentice successfully created a safe distance between himself and the veteran captain.

His chest heaved violently, his breathing was rapid and disordered, and more fine beads of cold sweat oozed from his forehead.

It was true that it was out of danger temporarily, but its heart was still filled with fear.

After calming down, a cunning glint flashed in the Sith apprentice's eyes.

It realized that it had more people and no need to engage in a head-on confrontation with these terrifying warriors.

The advantage of the Force lies in remote control and suppression, rather than close combat. As long as they keep their distance, they can fully unleash the power of the Force and completely imprison these Astartes warriors.

"Everyone, keep your distance!" The Sith apprentice's voice was transmitted through the resonance of the Force and into the ears of other apprentices of the same period.

There was a hint of urgency and command in his tone: "Don't engage them in close combat! Use the Force to suppress their actions, and then have the stormtroopers focus their fire on them!"

Upon hearing this, the other Sith apprentices followed suit and quickly distanced themselves from the Blood Raven veterans they were fighting with.

Their figures moved quickly in the dim docking port, and their black robes left afterimages in the air, as if a group of ghosts were shuttling through the darkness.

Soon, several Sith apprentices regrouped and stood on the second deck, with their hands raised and the Force gathering at their fingertips.

An invisible force permeated the air again, like a huge palm, slowly pressing down on the Blood Crow veteran below.

At the same time, the remaining stormtroopers also received orders and raised their blasters, aiming at the Astartes veterans who were suppressed by the Force.

"Fire!" The Sith apprentice's voice was cold and full of murderous intent.

Whoosh—whoosh—!!

Dense beams of blasting energy once again poured down like raindrops, whistling towards the Blood Crow veterans.

At this moment, the veterans who were suppressed by the Force were like "living targets", moving slowly and finding it difficult to dodge.

The energy shield fluctuated violently under the intensive firepower, and the shield readings dropped rapidly, and it seemed that it would collapse at any time.

Seeing this scene, the Sith apprentice who was fighting with the veteran captain couldn't help but reveal a slightly smug look on his face.

As long as they continue to maintain this tactic, victory will eventually belong to them and they will complete the mission perfectly. They will also be able to capture a group of Astartes for research and perhaps even receive the Emperor's reward.

However, the Sith apprentice's ugly and ferocious smile suddenly froze on his face before it could fully unfold.

Chi——Crack——!!!
A sharp sound of metal friction exploded like thunder, instantly breaking the "balance" in the docking port.

The two exclusive Thunder Hawk gunboats were like two ferocious beasts, crossing the plasma valve and rushing into the docking port.

Their landing gear rubbed violently against the metal deck, emitting dazzling sparks, like several fire dragons raging in the darkness.

The roar of the gunboat's engine was deafening, and the armor of the fuselage flashed a cold metallic luster under the light.

Before the gunboat came to a complete stop, the hatch of one of the aircraft suddenly opened, like a huge mouth, spitting out a suffocating "giant" figure.

Boom, boom! !
The "giant" jumped down from the gunboat, his feet slamming heavily on the metal deck, making a dull thud. The entire port seemed to tremble violently at the moment of his landing, and the ground was slightly dented by the huge impact.

His body was much larger than the Blood Raven veteran, and his power armor was covered with Chinese characters. His scarlet robe fluttered behind him like a blood-stained flag, announcing the coming of death.

The Sith apprentice's pupils suddenly contracted, and the smugness on his face was instantly replaced by horror.

It felt an unprecedented fear, and even its breathing became difficult because of the appearance of this "giant".

Its Force perception was frantically warning, alerting that the enemy before it was far more terrifying than the previous Blood Crow veteran.

"This, this is..." The Sith apprentice's voice trembled and he could hardly utter a complete sentence.

The "giant" slowly raised his head, and the eyes under the visor were as cold and deep as the abyss.

This "giant" who had landed at the port of call was one of the Primarchs in the Prime Universe Empire, who was highly respected and feared by the people. He was the founder and undisputed leader of the Night Lords Legion.

Koz.

Although he enjoys a lofty status in the hearts of the people of the empire, his image is more associated with "cruelness" and "horror".

His existence is like a double-edged sword, serving as both the guardian of the empire and an indelible nightmare in the hearts of his enemies.

Curze's signature power armor perfectly matches his fearsome image.

The dark blue surface of the armor was covered with complex Chinese characters and reliefs, and every line seemed to be telling of endless killing and conquest.

Various alien skulls are hung on the shoulder armor and waist. These trophies have been carefully processed, with a cold luster on the surface, as if silently declaring Koz's majesty and cruelty.

The eye sockets of the skull are empty and deep, "staring" at everyone who dares to look directly at him, which is chilling.

His power armor is not only well-made, but also contains powerful technology and psychic power.

Every detail of the armor has been carefully designed to provide unparalleled protection while allowing ultimate flexibility in combat.

And Koz himself is like a "devil" walking out of hell.

Even though his eyes were covered by a visor, his cold, sharp gaze seemed to be able to penetrate all disguises and strike directly into the enemy's soul.

The moment Koz arrived, the atmosphere in the docking port seemed to freeze.

Whether they were stormtroopers or Sith apprentices, they were all frightened by his terrifying aura and even breathed cautiously.

The Blood Crow veterans showed a hint of respect and vigilance towards him.

They knew that the arrival of this Primarch would completely change the course of the battle, but they also understood that the interior of the Death Star would truly be a "river of blood."

now.

Sixty members of the Night Lords' Honor Guard, also known as the Black Guard, wearing exclusive Terminator armor, rushed out of the engine room of the Thunderhawk gunship, and the eyepieces on their helmets flashed scarlet light, like the eyes of a demon.

Clang—clang—!
As soon as the black-armored guards landed, they quickly took action.

The parallel bolt guns mounted on their arm armor and the rotating bolt cannons fixed on the mechanical arms of the power backpacks made a deafening roar.

The dense and fiery barrage instantly enveloped the dazed stormtroopers.
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75cal and 1.0cal caliber high-explosive arrow shells exploded in the crowd, causing a bloody storm.

The metal deck was riddled with holes, and broken limbs and armor were scattered everywhere.

Every explosion of the bolt shells was accompanied by the screams of the stormtroopers and the sight of blood and flesh flying everywhere. Even those soldiers who tried to raise their hands and surrender were not spared.

The Black Armored Guards are cold-blooded and will not give their enemies any chance to survive.

Their attacks are precise and efficient, and any target that appears within their field of vision will end up dead.

The docking port immediately turned into a living hell, with wailing and explosions forming a symphony of death.

However, surprisingly, these sixty black-armored guards did not attack the Sith apprentices.

They seemed to deliberately avoid these Force users, just sweeping them with cold eyes, and then continued to focus on slaughtering the stormtroopers.

This deliberate holding back was obviously intended to allow their father to "take care of it" personally.

The Black Armored Guards knew very well that what Curze desired was not only victory, but also the complete crushing and destruction of the enemy, and the Sith apprentice was the best "prey".

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Upon seeing this, the Sith apprentice who was fighting with the veteran captain shuddered all over, as if he had instantly fallen into an ice cellar, with a piercing fear rushing from his spine to the top of his head.

Despite this, it still tried to stay awake and tried to break free from this almost suffocating oppression.

Without any verbal communication, the apprentices of the same period quickly reached a consensus.

Almost at the same time, the Force suppression exerted on the six Blood Crow veterans was immediately transferred to Coze.

The Force was like an invisible net, trying to bind the Primarch tightly, just as it had done to the Astartes veterans before.

However, this time, their force seemed to be like a drop in the ocean, failing to cause the slightest ripple.

Curze's steps were still steady and slow. The force that was enough to suppress the Astartes veteran was just a breeze to him.

His exclusive armor didn't even automatically raise the energy shield, as if these forces were not worth him using any defensive measures at all.

Boom, boom
Every step he took was like a hammer hitting the hearts of the Sith apprentices, making their fear even more intense.

A low chuckle came from under Koz's visor, and his hoarse voice was full of teasing and ridicule:
"Oh? It looks like you guys want to continue this game."

The Primarch's eyes swept over the Sith apprentices who tried to suppress him with the Force, and a cold light flashed in his scarlet eyepiece. "In this case, I will grant your wish."

The next moment, in the eyes of the Sith apprentices, the entire port of call seemed to begin to "collapse" rapidly, and the surrounding scenery was distorted and deformed, turning into an endless "abyss".

The darkness surged in like a tide, swallowing up all light and hope, leaving only the tall figure of Koz looming in the darkness.

Their Force perception was completely shut down, and they were unable to capture Curze's specific movements at all.

To the surviving stormtroopers, it all happened so quickly that they were unable to see the specific process.

All that was heard was a series of horrifying tearing sounds and the crisp sounds of breaking bones, and then the bodies of the Sith apprentices were seen being torn apart and ripped apart by brute force like fragile dolls.

Blood and internal organs splattered everywhere. The last Sith apprentice didn't even make a scream before Curze used extremely cruel means to skin and bone him. In the end, he was turned into a bloody "meat strip" and collapsed to the ground helplessly.
(End of this chapter)