Warhammer: Beginning with Planetary Governors

Chapter 617 Savior: Primarch brothers, gather together and fight!

"what's the situation?!"

Leon, the Dark Angels, and the mortal defenders were all in disbelief when they saw this scene.

Just as the front was about to collapse and despair was about to fall, the servants of the Lord of Terror arrived.

These Chaos Warriors are so determined.

They formed one human wall after another to block the attacks of the demon army for the human defenders and defend the imperial line!

"Emperor, this is so..."

An Imperial war clerk looked at the Chaos wall in the distance and fell into a moment of speechlessness.

Normally, such a scene, especially one involving a Primarch, would be worthy of being recorded in Imperial epic and sent to the Holy Library on Holy Terra.

When the human defenders were in despair, powerful reinforcements arrived and formed a human wall to hold the line.

It brought salvation to the dying warriors.

If it was the Emperor's Angel who did all this, it would have been an exciting moment, worthy of every record and praise.

It is more likely to become part of the state religion's epic, engraved into the murals of the local cathedral.

However, the ones who actually did all this were a group of Chaos Warriors and traitors to the Empire.

There's really no way to record this, it's too heretical!

The sacred yet heretical scene created by the Dread Warriors almost caused the War Clerk's brain to crash.

He paused for a moment and decided to record this section as a black blank, which meant that it was a taboo record that could not be made public.

Of course, as a clerk, he still had to record all of this truthfully in another secret file.

The war clerk took out another piece of parchment from the mouth of the floating servo skull next to him, and wrote quickly with trembling hands, recording the strange scene.

Not only the clerk, but everyone else was almost stunned by such a strange scene.

Their emotions were like a roller coaster, from despair to ecstasy, to faces full of question marks and at a loss.

"What on earth is wrong with these traitors, and why are they helping the Empire stop the demons?!"

Leon felt a bit complicated as he looked at the Chaos Warriors that were scattered all over the front line and were still falling.

These Chaos Warriors are all descendants of their former Primarch brothers and warriors of the Empire. Some of these warriors even bear the mark of the Great Crusade.

The deformation is just too severe.

He took a deep breath and asked in the communication channel: "Trust, is this the vanguard ally mentioned in your prophecy, the first batch of reinforcements we are waiting for?"

"Your Highness, they are probably... reinforcements. Emperor, why is it like this? The Savior..."

Obviously, such a counterintuitive phenomenon has made the think tank mentors lose confidence and start to doubt whether there is something wrong with their predictive ability.

But the behavior of those Chaos Warriors undoubtedly confirmed that they were reinforcements.

"Maybe the Savior made some kind of deal with the traitors. Maybe we should remind him then to prevent him from falling into Diablo's trap."

Leon thought for a moment and said so.

From what he had learned, the savior and the new emperor of the empire was a person who did not care about details. He often came up with some unexpected ideas and did things that others could not do.

But the other party can make deals with Chaos Warriors, and even with a Chaos Deity, the future Chaos God of Evil.

It was indeed unexpected.

No matter what, he had to remind or stop the savior from continuing to contact Chaos, and tell him that the god might be the Dark Lord.

Lest that fellow fall into the trap of the Chaos Gods, or become corrupted by too much exposure to Chaos.

Leon thought seriously.

He had seen his fellow Primarchs fall to Chaos, and did not want the Savior to go that far.

Especially since that guy has helped him many times.

But it must be said that the Savior's transaction did help the star Calisde, at least allowing them to hold their front line temporarily and avoid a total defeat.

This resulted in the tragic death of the Dark Angels and humans on this planet.

"Commanders, do not attack those Chaos Warriors, lest they attract more attacks. Perhaps those guys are temporarily on our side."

Leon gave orders in the channel and eased the tension: "We don't have to worry about anything, at least the front is not lost now.

There's nothing worse than losing the line, right?"

In the current situation, the loss of the front would mean the complete fall of the planet and the death of everyone on the planet.

They must do everything they can and seek any strength they can to hold on to this last fortress line of defense.

Leon thought for a moment and sent a communication message to the Chaos Warrior.

He soon contacted a high-ranking commander of the Dread Legion:

"Strange commander, I am Lion El'Jonson, Primarch of the First Legion and a loyal son of the Emperor."

"Primarch, the legendary lion?!"

The commander of the Dread Legion received the communication from the Primarch. Although his voice was still rough, it had a hint of respect: "I am Broken Horn, the captain of the 4th Company of the Dread Legion. What do you want to talk to me about?"

In the galaxy, any strong person is worthy of respect, whether it is the Empire or Chaos.

This is the impact of power and fame. Even if you are hit by the enemy, the blow will be heavier and you will be feared by many people.

That is also the glory that the warriors hope to obtain.

Leon directly expressed his thoughts: "Captain, perhaps our goals are the same, and we should cooperate to deal with this chaotic war."

He hoped that the Imperial defenders could communicate more and coordinate with the Chaos army so that they could better defend the fortress line.

Hold on until the arrival of the Savior Empire's army.

However, the Infernal Dread Warrior, the 4th Captain Broken Horn, rejected the proposal outright:

"No, Primarch, the Dread Legion never cooperates with others. This will affect our battle results. You defend your lines, and we kill as much as we want!"

He didn't want to cooperate with humans. If they died beside him, wouldn't that reduce the favor of God? !

This is something that fear warriors are more taboo about, just like priests are taboo about blasphemous things.

"Okay, that's it."

Since these Chaos Warriors were unwilling to communicate and cooperate, Leon didn't waste any time and quickly ended the communication.

He shook his head and laughed, "These guys actually think that the knights of Caliban will be a burden to them. How ridiculous is that?!"

The Lion mistakenly thought that the Legion of Fear disdained the Dark Angels' fighting power and was a little too confident.

He didn't mind it too much. The Chaos Warriors' minds were never very clear anyway, so there was no need to worry about it. Besides, they were a help.

"Damn it, how arrogant are those guys to actually question the knights of Caliban?!"

But when the Dark Angels commander and fifth company captain Lazarus heard the conversation, he sneered.

The soldier felt a little humiliated.

Combat capability is always what the Space Marines care about, just like the nobles care about their power and endurance.

The second thing is equipment.

Especially when they heard the Chaos Warrior say this, they couldn't stand it any more. What's the difference between this and being slapped in the face? !

"Knights, hold the line, fight to your heart's content, and don't let those guys look down on you."

"Defeat them and let them see how powerful we are."

"For the Lion!"

After this news spread through the communication channel, the Dark Angels united in their hatred of the enemy and developed a strong sense of competition and comparison.

The fighting spirit gradually increased.

They don't want their line to fall or have few achievements, which would prove the words of the Dread Warriors, and they want to defeat those guys even more.

How could the loyal warriors of the empire lose to those despicable traitors in terms of combat effectiveness? !
Leon did not stop it when he saw this. It was a good thing to inspire the soldiers' fighting spirit.

For a war, low morale is the most terrible thing, which will greatly weaken the combat effectiveness of the soldiers and may even lead to the collapse of the army.

What's more, he didn't think the Dark Angels would lose. The Knights of Caliban were already the best Space Marines in the Empire.

Perhaps none.

Just when the Dark Angels were trying their best to compete with the Dread Warriors, the Dread Warriors had already begun preparing for battle, gradually equipping themselves with more heavy firepower from the weapon racks behind them.

Some high-level fear warriors even turned on all the special effects, with runes on their armor and weapons lighting up and circles of halos spreading out.

They entered a frenzy mode of consuming blood points, or a high-intensity war mode.

That’s right, the high-end weapons of the Legion of Dread are not only of high value, but also continuously consume blood points and fel energy when used, and even have to be charged for operation.

But it is really strong.

This also gives the fear warriors an unstoppable feeling, and they spend money like crazy.

hum~
Countless roars, screams, and shouts combined to form a terrifying sound wave that even briefly exceeded the limits of the human ear, and only an unbearable buzzing could be heard.

That was the sound created when the Chaos Demons launched a charge.

The demon army has accelerated its attack and is rapidly approaching this side, forming a dark mass.

The sky and earth on the other side of the fortress line suddenly became dark.

In the sky were whistling, countless flapping bat-winged vampires, floating demons, etc., and on the ground were a large number of demon engines and various hideous demons running madly.

They were eager to kill.

"Emperor, I pray that you will bring a storm upon the heretics and protect the poor lambs..."

When the mortal defenders saw this horrific scene, their bodies couldn't help but tremble, and even their spirits were affected.

The Dark Angels took a deep breath and clenched their weapons, inevitably feeling a little nervous and stressed.

Although they were not afraid of death, they still instinctively felt fearful when they saw so many Chaos abominations.

"Devil, give me more devils, hahahaha!"

The fear warriors looked at the black wave sweeping over the horizon, and their hearts were ecstatic.

Such a large and overwhelming tide of demons appeared to them as endless, moving blood spots.

It is roughly equivalent to the white currency covering the entire ground!
"Praise the God of Destruction and Terror..."

They were somewhat glad that their captain had beaten the captain next to them and won the opportunity to fight. For the elite of the Dread Army, the more enemies there were and the more dangerous the battlefield was, the more worthwhile it was to fight. Otherwise, they might not be able to earn back the blood points they had consumed after fighting a battle.

It's pure coolness.

However, a battlefield that is both fun and allows you to earn a lot of blood points is extremely precious.

Especially in such a high-intensity apocalypse-level battlefield, it is worth fighting with all your might. Even death is worth it!
When facing the demonic tide, the fear warriors had no fear, no tension, only naked, greedy desire to fight.

The eyes are even more frightening.

Countless greedy eyes full of murderous desire gathered together, which was even more devilish than the devil.

It formed a certain deterrent.

???

The demon warriors who were rushing in the front felt their hearts pounding when faced with such looks, and they immediately had a bad premonition.

Even his steps slowed down because of hesitation.

But it's too late.

The next moment, these demon warriors seemed to be hit by something and flew backwards like tattered rag dolls.

The Dread Legion's heavy ammunition reinforced by hellfire poured out, forming a dark red, metal wall-like ammunition chain.

Within the range of the dark red bullet belt, the demons screamed and fell one after another like harvested weeds.

This was the first time they faced such strong firepower and such a difficult-to-breakthrough fire defense line since they attacked this planet!

Fortunately, there are enough demons, and they can rely on their numerical advantage to advance little by little, gradually approaching these Chaos warriors who dared to go against the evil god.

Their sharp blades and claws will tear through the armor and flesh of these Chaos Warriors.

Let him regret coming to this battlefield!
"Assholes, light up your weapons, delicious blood points are waiting to be grabbed."

To the demons' surprise, the fear warriors, instead of retreating to their defenses, put away their heavy firepower weapons and pulled out fancy weapons such as flaming blades, heavy axes, and chain swords.

"Destruction and terror to Diablo!"

The Dread Warriors roared, rushed out from the defense line, and launched a counterattack against the vast tide of Chaos.

Their will to charge was so fierce that they lowered their heads and hacked wildly, plowing a bloody path through the demon horde.

"Are those guys crazy?"

Lazarus, the captain of the 5th Dark Angels, finished off the enemy in front of him, looked up and saw the charge of the Dread Warriors, and couldn't help but blurt out.

The scene of such a small force charging towards a large group was undoubtedly shocking. At least the Dark Angels could not be so crazy.

That's simply a way to commit suicide, but it's also very exciting.

This is fighting!

"What's more, we still need to defend the line..."

Lazarus murmured, comforting himself, suppressing the urge to lead the Caliban knights in a charge.

He was actually somewhat envious of the charging posture of these fear warriors, and even more envious of their weapons.

The captain already had some respect for the fear warriors and recognized their fighting ability, but what happened next made him stunned.

Because he discovered that those who had landed not long ago were only the vanguard of the Legion of Terror, and more powerful warriors and firepower were arriving!
Roar--

A roar like a giant dragon was heard, and the demons in the sky were torn apart and fell like dumplings.

Something horrible was stirring the black cloud formed by the devil.

Afterwards, the Dark Angels saw a giant dark red lava metal dragon with hideous claws and fangs breaking out from the black clouds.

Those metal dragon beasts were at least twenty meters long, burning with flames, loaded with many heavy weapons, and roaring in the air.

"Hell Dragon?!"

Lazarus stared at the metallic dragon beast in mid-air with his eyes wide open.

But those are more like mutated and modified hell dragons, with an overall shape closer to that of a dragon and flowing lava.

More importantly, all the Hell Dragons have a tall Dread Warrior on their bodies, driving these deadly flying vehicles or mounts.

So eye-catching.

That is the Infernal Dragon Knight. Only high-level warriors are qualified to spend a huge amount of blood points to obtain the Hell Dragon vehicle specially modified by the Legion of Terror.

This allows them to roam and kill on the battlefield more flexibly.

Above the black clouds, a more oppressive figure descended and appeared in people's sight.

The fifth captain of the Legion of Terror, Broken Horn, rode a dark red, nearly thirty-meter-long hell dragon, holding a long bloody hammer in his hand, looking very aggressive.

The fifth captain joined Diablo as a Chaos Terminator, and was promoted to the position of captain with his outstanding record of destruction and killing.

Then he participated in two consecutive Apocalypse Wars before he was able to collect enough money for the down payment on the Hell Dragon under him, becoming the envy of other company commanders.

Every time it appears, it is extremely deterrent.

Such as now.

Broken Horn ignored the gaze of the human warrior, and stared at the demonic tide on the ground with his scarlet eyes.

He roared and gave the order:
"Purgatory Knights, charge together!"

This high-level Purgatory Knight suddenly swooped down on a large Hell Dragon, and dozens of Hell Dragons followed, tearing apart the air units along the way.

They unleashed a deadly bombardment upon the Chaos tide on the ground.

The broken horn even drove the Hell Dragon to the ground, like a bulldozer, sweeping and killing with its sharp claws and iron wings.

They slaughtered the demons with great ease.

Afterwards, the heavy dreadnoughts and chaos engines dropped by the Legion of Terror also launched a charge.

It formed a larger-scale impact on the chaotic demon tide.

yah~
One after another, hot melt rays swept across.

The molten rays spewed out of the Hell Dragon's mouth destroyed the Chaos Engine completely.

"Such a powerful vehicle..."

Lazarus looked at the hell dragons and the knights on them, and a hint of envy flashed across his eyes.

Especially after he smelled the burning smell formed by the hot melt, such a flying vehicle was too powerful. Who wouldn't want to be a dragon knight? !

Although they are both knights, the knights of Caliban can only ride motorcycles at most, but the knights of the Legion of Dread can ride Helldragons.

The gap became apparent all of a sudden, making the company commander feel a little disappointed.

Not only the company commander, but more Dark Angels were shocked by the Terror Legion's sophisticated and powerful weapons, vehicles, and combat effectiveness.

A Dark Angel Dreadnought fell into deep depression after seeing the Terror Legion's Chaos Dreadnought spiraling and taking off, then pulling out the pilot and hacking at him.

He couldn't fly, let alone get out of the cockpit and hack people.

"Sappho, didn't you say that after those traitors betrayed the Empire, they were basically cut off from supplies and were inferior to the Empire in firepower?!"

Leon's voice trembled as he looked at the terrified warriors dancing wildly on the battlefield.

He had previously discussed the topics of traitors and Chaos Warriors with the Grand Priest Master beside him, and the Grand Priest had given this answer.

But now it seems that these damn traitors have weapons that are much more sophisticated than those of the Empire!
"Your Highness, I don't know what happened either. It may be the impact of the Great Rift..."

The Grand Priest Sappho was also confused at this moment, feeling as if he could no longer understand the Milky Way.

He has only been in the dark side for over a hundred years. Have times changed so quickly?
Leon himself felt a little frustrated.

It's not just because the Dread Warriors' equipment and firepower are stronger than the Dark Angels, but also because of their actions to protect humans.

Rarely would a Space Marine volunteer to take a bullet for a mortal.

But the Dread Warriors do, and in battle, they try to block as many bullets as possible that are fired at mortals.

It is simply an act of loyalty.

In other words, the Empire's Space Marines are not only inferior to the Dread Marines in terms of equipment and firepower, but they even lose in protecting humans.

A complete failure!
Leon's face was full of disappointment, and he murmured:
"Think Tank, I'm beginning to doubt the authenticity of the prophecy. Is Diablo really the dark king who destroys everything?"

Judging from the behavior of the other party's servants, they not only have no signs of destroying the empire, but are more like friends of the empire.

His question went unanswered, and the think tank mentor fainted completely due to excessive shock and confusion.

The fortress line was temporarily held thanks to the support of the Legion of Terror, but the darkness was still surging. The Chaos Gods had already noticed the new changes and sent out more minions.

And the former imperial descendants.

……

subspace.

Dream, bridge.

The armor in the dome area was not closed, reflecting chaotic and disordered colors, and unknown shadows were surging.

Three tall beings stood side by side, looking at the subspace outside the dome, as if observing something.

"Brother, did you observe anything?"

Guilliman stared dryly for a while, but couldn't see anything, and couldn't help but ask the savior standing in the middle.

"Robert, your observation skills are not as good as mine."

The Khan sneered confidently, "At least I have detected a danger coming, and it may be directed at us."

"Yes."

Ron said solemnly:
"We are all in danger, especially Brother Leon. The Chaos Gods have sent many Chaos Demons and several traitors to deal with us."

"As expected of you, brother.

I didn't expect you to be able to see such detailed information from such chaotic subspace energy."

The Khan was shocked when he heard this.

"To be precise, I just received a communication message from the prophets."

Ron rubbed his dry eyes, put his hands behind his back and turned back:
"We should arm ourselves and meet up with Brother Leon as soon as possible..."

(End of this chapter)