Warhammer: Hail to the Void Lords!.

Chapter 732 07.731: 『』

These Astartes, who had lost their independent will, mechanically ravaged and slaughtered mortals.

In the narrow terrain, the mortals' human wave tactics produced unexpected results.

The Kriegs are not ordinary guards. They are indifferent to death and can do anything that seems extreme and unreasonable to ordinary people as long as they can eliminate the enemy.

They trampled on the charred corpses of their companions, rushed forward clutching grenades and tried to die together with the Red Letter Warriors. Their crazy behavior made the Thousand Sons wizard who was controlling them show a rare trace of uneasiness.

The wizard wearing a helmet quickly scanned the battlefield with his eyes burning with phantom fire. He first looked at the main force of the Red Letter Warriors who were chasing the Inquisitor with all their might, and then turned to look at the precarious right wing.

On the front battlefield, four Black Shields with mysterious identities cooperated well and formed a tight battle formation.

Faced with the Red Letter Soldiers rushing towards them, they not only held the defense line, but also frequently launched counterattacks to annihilate the enemies one by one.

In the battle formation, the Iron Cavalry Terminator is like a solid fortress, using its solid steel body to resist the enemy's attacks for its teammates;
The Thunder Hammer Warrior with a jump backpack is like a nimble hunter. With the help of the jump backpack, he can roam and attack on the battlefield. Every swing of the Thunder Hammer in his hand can give the enemy a fatal blow.
The Bone Blade Warriors, who are capable of both offense and defense, skillfully protect the blind spots of the Iron Cavalry Terminators, ensuring that the entire battle formation is flawless;
The skilled marksman hid in the rear with sharp eyes, accurately sniping from a distance those Red Letter Warriors whose backs were exposed, and even posed a threat to the Thousand Sons Wizards whose whereabouts were exposed.

The Thousand Sons Wizard was filled with fear and did not dare to act rashly.

He knew very well that if he was not careful, he might be shot dead by the sharpshooter, or the brave and fearless jumper would seize the opportunity to get close to him and kill him with a hammer at all costs.

If the wizard dies, then these Rubric Warriors will become human-machine Astartes who lack tactical and strategic adaptability.

Moreover, for some reason, he always felt a chill on his back, as if a pair of eyes were staring at him in the dark.

He subconsciously looked behind him, but the third all-seeing eye on his forehead did not give any sign of danger.

But to be on the safe side, the wizard remained alert and looked behind him vigilantly.

However, there was silence in the darkness, nothing.

No signs, means no danger.

The wizard comforted himself in his heart, thinking that he must be too nervous and overthinking. The omniscient god he believed in was looking after him, and any cunning attack would be announced in advance, so he could see through it!
Then, the wizard turned his gaze to the side again, looking at the right wing of the Imperial Army that was breaking through the defense line of a small number of Rubric Warriors.

He wondered in his heart whether he should withdraw the Red Letter Warriors from the front to the right side to block these fanatical mortals, or retreat first and report to the high-level wizard the news of the failure of hunting down the Inquisitor?

But he soon rejected the idea of ​​retreat.

If he couldn't even kill a mortal Inquisitor, how could he face the supreme mysteries behind the powerful Truth Seeker Think Tank?
How can one achieve the challenge of being watched by the all-knowing God and surpassing Ukani!
Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of two figures from the corner of his eye, sneaking towards him from the edge of the battlefield.

One of them was wearing silver power armor, and the holy halo behind her showed her high rank in the order. She was a high-level pure angel.

The other person was quite rare. He was a mortal wearing a Corpse King Navy cloak, with large shoulder boards decorated with golden tassels on both shoulders, gleaming faintly in the darkness.

As a powerful being who was sent to the Wizard Tower for training since childhood, the Thousand Sons Wizard has always looked down upon all mortals equally.

However, the weapon in the mortal's hand caught his attention. The mortal was holding a chainsaw sword in one hand, which was a heavy weapon that only an Astartes could wield freely.

The wizard had an idea and thought that this case was quite interesting. Perhaps he could offer it to the powerful and omniscient god as a sacrifice to decorate the ceremony.

With such a refreshing offering, one might be able to get a glimpse of the Supreme and Omniscient God and gain greater power and knowledge.

"........."

He was muttering to himself, murmuring obscure witchcraft spells.

Whizzing!

Two cracks opened up in front of Horatio and Sister Arabella, and two red letter warriors walked out. Horatio clearly saw one of them holding a magic flame thrower. The blue-purple soul inside seemed to be suffering. Although the weapon did not make any sound, there was still a faint spiritual scream that entered Horatio's mind.

It's a pity that Farida is not around at the moment, otherwise she would definitely be able to take effective countermeasures against this situation.

But she couldn't always be by his side, and Horatio would never be helpless against wizards without the Untouchables.

What to do? Use "magic" to defeat magic.

"Arabella!" cried Horatio.

The beautiful and capable nun immediately took out the holy book locked at her waist while charging, muttering something.

"Hear the Emperor's voice! Hear my words!..."

Bang! A loud bell sounded, and holy light burst out, extremely dazzling.

The Red Letter Warrior of the Thousand Sons who had just emerged raised his hand to block, and with the other hand he aimed his weapon in the direction of Horatio and fired. The tiny cracks behind them were dispersed by the strong light, and another Red Letter Warrior stretched out a leg from it. The moment the cracks disappeared, there was a click, and only one ceramic steel leg appeared in the real universe, falling alone on the ground, with sparkling fluorescent dust floating from the broken surface.

Bang bang bang!
The hellfire bolt was directed straight at Horatio.

Activation: Omen Fragment

『Energy: 8→7/11』

"Psychic power: 2 → 1/9. Psychic environment detected: Growth rate 2 / per Terra hour"

"Corruption: 2 → 3/9"

Activate: Power Fist

『Energy: 7→6/11』

After activating Iron Hand's two skills in succession, Horatio relied on the continuous blessing of his advanced body in the "Blood Angel's Fury" state and his speed was abnormally fast.

In his eyes, the Hellfire Explosive Arrows seemed to be several beats slower. He could clearly see them flying out of the barrels, and the four-cornered spiral propellers with mysterious runes began to rotate.

Although it still looked very fast, he could see shadows flashing a faint red light along the trajectory of each explosive arrow, allowing him to calmly dodge in advance.

This shadow of being attacked is related to the psychic beacon he placed, and is particularly eye-catching.

He bent down, jumped left and right, and dodged the hellfire arrows that passed by.

The most recent shot whizzed past the shoulder plate on his left shoulder, the explosive bolt's booster fuel even burning the golden threads on it and breaking the shield of faith that the Sister had empowered him.

"Mortal, rejoice, you will be a stepping stone for me to reach the door of truth. Your past empty and ignorant existence will no longer be worthless because of my promotion." The wizard's ethereal voice echoed in the air, his tone carrying arrogant indifference and a hint of joy.

The order to capture a unique individual alive was implanted in the soul fragment of the Rubric Warrior.

The silent Red Letter Warrior put away his gun and drew the knife he carried with him.

Whoosh! They teleported forward one after another.

!

Horatio's eyes suddenly widened, and he raised his sword alertly to block the huge figure in front of him.

(End of this chapter)