Man in Warhammer, starting Primarch.

Chapter 48 48, it’s time to use your super power!
"This is Nurgle's Chaos Demon." The think tanks observed the battlefield with their spiritual powers and looked at each other.

At this moment, they truly realized what kind of power the powerful demon possessed.

The blessed Forgotten Messenger also had the blessing of Nurgle at the level of the Great Demon. But at this moment, the think tanks suddenly realized that the gap in strength between the Great Demons was greater than the gap between humans and Paramecium. !

If we talk about the previously blessed Forgotten Messengers, they still have the confidence to dispatch a large number of Astartes and heavy firepower units to pile them to death.

Now that they were facing the Great Unclean One Lymphos, they felt like they had nothing to do.

Just now, after a lot of calculations and analysis, they used a variety of exquisitely coordinated decapitation tactics, and they just took advantage of the big demon's lack of attention to create a gap in the zombie guards beside him.

In the blink of an eye, the gap was filled by more rotting zombies.

The think tanks used a lot of calculations and consumed a lot of military supplies and manpower to seize such an opportunity that the devil had neglected.

But it just consumes a bunch of irrelevant zombies
"This is not the full war potential of the Chaos Demon! Maybe we need to mobilize the expeditionary legion from the nearby star field to come for support."

A member of the think tank let out a long sigh, and deep despair emerged in his heart. According to the analysis of the other party's current actions, this big devil was just playing around.

Visible through the psychic image in front of you.

The Great Unclean One's body was as bloated as a mountain of flesh. He was surrounded by walking corpses and a strong miasma of plague. He was moving forward clumsily. Although his movements were slow, nothing could stop him.

The heavy firepower that humans are proud of bombarded him, but it seemed to have no effect. All obstacles were defeated by his mighty power. On this battlefield, he was the master, a raging torrent, and an irresistible storm!

No mortal can be his enemy! .
"The situation of the war is not good."

Duker was watching the situation on the battlefield, his expression serious at the moment.

Under the arrangement of the think tank, he stood at the last line of defense.

This temporary defense line was built using the terrain. It was built by hollowing out almost half of the mountain. There are solid rocks everywhere.

The priests of the Anglican Church carved symbols on the wall coverings and the ground to fight against the prying eyes and erosion of chaos.

Psychic spells and chaos curses cannot easily fall here.

But Duker can still communicate with the Heart Network through the power of his mind and clearly observe the situation on the battlefield.

The current expeditionary force is suppressed at every turn.

Within the Space Marine voice channel, the urgent calls for help from various firepower points are endless and never stop.
so.
"The loyal Imperial soldiers are still fighting hard, how can I remain indifferent here?" Duker said righteously,

"No, I can not!"

"I have to do something."

Before he could finish his words, political commissar Kane on the side quickly stopped him, "No, Your Highness, you don't want it!"

"The think tank has made the most reasonable arrangements. Your comrades and brothers are in the steel fortress behind you. You can't leave them alone!"

Cohen grimaced and quickly stood in front of Dukel.

Although it was his first meeting with the original body, he could clearly feel that this His Highness was definitely the most violent war madman he had ever met in his life!
Even the war madmen I encountered in previous battles could not compare with this.

Although Kane had many legendary experiences in his life, he never felt that there was anything remarkable about himself.

When he killed the orc warlord boss, he was so frightened that he ran away on the battlefield, unable to distinguish his direction. He happened to bump into the green-skinned warlord boss, and had no choice but to stab the big guy in order to survive.

When he prostituted the Great Demon of Slaanesh for free, he was also lucky to be able to regain his sanity at the most critical moment before the launch, otherwise his soul would have become a sacrifice before the Slaanesh case.

In Kane's self-perception, he is stupid and weak, and the reason why he has accomplished many great things is just because of his luck.

Countless people and injured brothers were in the fortress behind him; the hope of the empire, His Highness the Primarch, was in front of him.

A heavy responsibility rests on his shoulders like never before. Even if the other party is the original body, he will risk his life to persuade him.

Because he didn't dare to take any risks.

"The best defense is offense." Dukel patted Kane on the shoulder, "Political Commissar, don't you understand such a simple truth?"

"As long as I go out and kill all these demons, won't I be able to perfectly defend this last line of defense?"

However, the political commissar of the Astral Army did not listen to him at all. He just held him back and refused to let him out. At this moment, Duker felt that the other party was like a Krieger political commissar.

While holding the original body, Kane winked at the guards, hoping that they would persuade the original body together.

But what he didn't expect was that the guards would not be moved at all. These guards were so fanatical about Duker that they could be called dead warriors. Let alone rush to the battlefield together, even if the original body pulled them to jump to the stars together, they would not do it. Not the slightest hesitation.

After seeing that it had no effect, Kane simply hugged the original body's thigh, pulling and persuading him hoarsely.

"Your Highness, you cannot leave the defense line!"

"The primary target of the Nurgle Demon Army is you. For the sake of humanity, you must stay calm!"

"And what if demons rush in after you leave? We cannot guarantee the safety of the medical troops in the fortress!"

Dukel: "."

The political commissar spoke very fast, and his voice was sharp due to excessive anxiety. In the eyes of the primarch, he looked like a grunt.

"Okay, then I won't go out." Duker sighed and continued, "How long do you think the expeditionary force can delay now?"

"If my perception is correct, the defense lines of the imperial soldiers have begun to shrink, and the outermost defense line will be breached soon."

There are too many Nurgle Daemons.

Among them, there is also the Great Unclean One Lymphos. He is guarding the last line of defense, and Efilar constructs a spiritual matrix on his behalf in the fortress to remove the plague curse from the wounded. Under such circumstances, there is simply no corresponding combat power to stop the big demon.

Coupled with the numerical disadvantage, the defense line could only retreat step by step.

"Is there anything wrong with this?" Kane raised his head and asked blankly, "Isn't this strategy to first use the advantages of the outer defense line to weaken the demons?"

"This is definitely not right." Duker analyzed. "The defense line retreated too quickly, which failed to achieve the expected weakening effect. Instead, it allowed the demons to occupy the ground. Once they established psychic teleportation, they could even directly cross the defense line and attack the inside of the fortress. Strike!"

Rely on the established defense line to carry out defensive counterattacks.

This tactic seems to be safe, but it is not foolproof. The mistake stems from the think tanks completely misestimating the war potential of the Nurgle Demon.

Duker's analysis is sound.

Even after Kane deduced it in his mind, he couldn't find anything to refute.

"Then what should we do?"

The political commissar asked a little helplessly.

"Next, it's time to activate tactic number two."

"Tactics No. 2?"

"That's right!" Duker nodded and said matter-of-factly, "Tactics No. 2 is my tactic!"

"What?" Kane was a little confused.

At this moment,
Boom! ——

Under the disbelieving gaze of the political commissar, several Second Legion guardsmen picked up melta bombs at some point and directly blew a huge gap in their defense line.

Broken rocks from the mountain were splashed everywhere, and outside air poured in.

The violent sound of the explosion carried a violent impact, and the strong shock made the political commissar of the Astral Army unsteady on his feet and sat down on the ground.

"Why is this, Your Highness!!!"

Amid the violent waves, Kane's expression became more and more messy, and he almost burst into tears.

"Since the demons want to come in, let them come in!" Dukel laughed loudly and pointed at his head.
"Commissar, you don't understand. The brain of the original body is no less powerful than any biological computer."

“And my super computing power tells me!—”

"It's time to use your super powers!!!"

(End of this chapter)