Warhammer: Hail to the Void Lords!.

Chapter 758 07.757: "The bell that marks the end"

"The boss said! No one can! Pass in front of me...!" The big guy Ogrin shouted loudly, his voice was like a bell, and it was very recognizable in the noisy battlefield.

boom!
Horatio did not hesitate at all. He exerted force on his feet and rushed forward like a black lightning. He jumped high, and his iron fist, wrapped in powerful force, cut through the air and hit Ogrin's head with a bulletproof mask.

There was only a dull thud, followed by the crisp sound of something solid being shattered in an instant.

Ogrin's bulletproof mask was like a fragile piece of iron, shattering and giving way in an instant.

His head was much more damaged than his helmet, it was beaten to pieces, and red and white stuff was splattered inside the helmet.

His huge body shook and fell straight backwards like a collapsing mountain.

"Bang!" The thick body fell heavily to the ground, raising a cloud of choking dust, and the surrounding ground shook.

Seeing this, the Krieg soldiers quickly followed. With firm eyes, they stepped on Ogryn's body without hesitation, closely following their leader's steps and heading towards the target.

Horatio was agile. He grabbed the ladder with both hands and used his hands and feet to quickly climb up to the dome on the back of the church.

The terrain here is extremely dangerous. It is the passage at the top of the church that is usually maintained. There are no guardrails on both sides of the passage, only steep edges.

Once it rolls down from the dome on the ridge of the church, it will fall from a height of a hundred meters and be smashed to pieces.

At this time, in the prayer hall on the first floor, two 12-meter-tall knights were engaged in a thrilling life-and-death duel.

Their chainsaws and iron arms were tightly entangled, competing with each other with powerful hydraulics and horsepower.

Every collision made a deafening sound, shaking the church building and causing stones on the walls to fall off.

The artillery shells from both sides passed over Horatio's head like whistling meteors. Every time they hit the ground, they caused violent vibrations, making the structure of the church increasingly fragile. Cracks appeared on the walls, as if they would collapse at any time.

In such a dangerous situation, Horatio, with his upper body naked, successfully climbed onto the back of the church with his tenacious perseverance and agility.

He placed his feet firmly on the narrow ridge of the church roof, carefully maintaining his balance, and slowly stood up.

At this time, the battlefield was filled with smoke and the flames of war were blazing. His figure appeared particularly resolute against the backdrop of the smoke and flames.

"Someone is coming!" On the bell tower, the enemy sniper had sharp eyes and spotted Horatio at the first time. He shouted hurriedly, quickly adjusted his posture, held the sniper rifle steadily, and aimed at Horatio.

The crosshairs of the sniper scope were firmly fixed on Horatio's chest. As long as he pulled the trigger lightly, Horatio would die on the spot.

At this critical moment, an atmospheric fury fighter rushed past like a silver lightning.

The pilot on the fighter plane had superb skills and fired two bursts accurately in a very short period of time.

The laser cannon beam, with its blazing light, hit the church bell tower accurately.

The part of the bell tower that was hit suddenly collapsed, rocks flew everywhere, and the shooting team on it was blown down by the explosion and disappeared in a cloud of dust.

Miraculously, the huge pendulum bell was not damaged at all. It just swayed slightly and made a dull sound under the impact of the explosion.

"Don't thank me, little captain." Fasha in the fighter plane raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a smug smile. Then he drove the fighter plane and rushed away from the top of the clock tower like a meteor, leaving only a fleeting afterimage.

"Well done, Fasha." Horatio whispered, and the battle flag in his hand fluttered violently in the strong wind, making a rustling sound.

He took a deep breath, adjusted his body balance, and rushed towards the clock tower.

"Damn fighter planes!" A group of traitors rushed up from the other side of the maintenance hatch, cursing and waving their weapons. When they met Horatio, both of them were stunned.

"Ha, a big guy who is a fake emperor. Kill him!" A traitor reacted and shouted loudly, while raising the weapon in his hand and preparing to shoot without hesitation.

boom!
Before these traitors could make any move, Horatio acted at breakneck speed.

His iron hand was like a black afterimage. He quickly put away the chainsword and drew the revolver from his waist almost at the same time.

There was a series of continuous gunshots, and the six traitors' attacking movements froze at the same time. Six black blood holes appeared on their foreheads. Then their bodies fell backwards stiffly, rolled down from the top of the church, and fell on the refined gold eaves on both sides with dull thuds. Finally, they fell from a height of several hundred meters, and formed scarlet marks on the ground.

Horatio didn't waste a second on these traitors.

He seized the opportunity, pushed his legs hard, jumped high, and held on to the protrusions on the outside of the bell tower with his hands like iron hooks.

At this moment, the proud muscle curves on his back were tensed due to the strength of his whole body, and sweat slid down his spine.

With no safety guarantee, he climbed the vertical outer surface of the bell tower with his bare hands, holding the flagpole in one hand, and struggling to move towards the top of the bell tower, despite the violent shaking of the church structure.

Every step he took upwards required tremendous effort, and rocks kept falling around him and hitting the ground below.

At this time, Chaos traitors continued to pour out of the passage, shouting and frantically aiming and shooting at Horatio who was climbing up. Bullets whizzed past Horatio, grazed his body, and brought up sparks and flying stone powder, causing huge dust pollution. But he did not flinch, gritted his teeth, and continued to climb up firmly.

A cluster grenade was thrown from the hand of the grenadier sergeant who always loyally covered Horatio. It drew an arc in the sky and landed accurately in the hand of a rebel.

The traitor grabbed it subconsciously at first, but when he saw clearly what was in his hand, a look of horror instantly appeared on his face and he let out a terrified scream.

However, before he could finish his shout, the cluster grenade exploded.

The huge impact of the explosion blew away the traitors around, and the entire top of the church was shaken. The staircase was blown down, and the traitors who were still pouring out of the spiral staircase fell into the bottomless black abyss below with screams and the collapsing gravel, and their lives and deaths were unknown.

Horatio gritted his teeth, pushed his legs hard, and flew into the air like a cannonball.

"Ah! Captain! What the hell! What the hell! Wow!" Veronica was looking around on the plane. When she saw this amazing scene, she was so surprised that her jaw dropped and she couldn't help shouting loudly.

"Huh?" Fasha heard Veronica's exclamation and turned around to look. When she saw this amazing scene, she couldn't help but take a deep breath, and a hint of admiration flashed in her eyes.

Horatio leaped up and grabbed the top of the rubble-covered bell tower with his bare hands.

His body was dangling in the air, and beneath his feet was the marble block of the throne area, a hundred meters high.

The shells that landed on the main body of the church caused the entire building to shake violently, and each tremor was like the trembling of a giant beast, trying to throw Horatio off his body and smash him into a puddle of mud.

Horatio looked at the gravel falling from under his feet and took two deep breaths. The veins on his left arm bulged. He gritted his teeth and mobilized all his strength to focus on his arm.

"Ugh!" Horatio climbed up the bell tower with his iron hands, supported himself with his arms and rose up, put his legs together and jumped up, then rolled up the bell tower.

From here, he could see the entire central hive city engulfed in flames, with fierce meat-grinding battles breaking out in every street and alley, in front of and behind every house.

The air was filled with smoke, flames shot up into the sky, and the shouts and sounds of gunfire were intertwined and deafening.

With his iron hand he seized the thick, fine-gold chain which bound the clock.

Ding! ——Ding! ——

The deep sound of bells resounded through the sky, and a black and gold flag was planted on the top of the tower. The rolling and turbulent air waves made the flag flutter.

When everyone heard the bell, they all looked toward the top of the church.

"That is..." After stopping the bleeding, Staff Officer Clausewitz looked at the military flag glowing golden under the halo, and couldn't help but open his eyes wide, his eyes full of shock and admiration.

After Horatio dragged the bell to ring, he waved the regimental flag of the 1313th Infantry Regiment, with the Sky Eagle emblem clearly visible on it.

The world fell into a brief silence. No shells pierced the sky, and the sound of gunfire around seemed to be much less frequent.

The peace brought by this brief interlude lasted only a few seconds. As a new round of artillery shells whistled through the sky, the streets and alleys once again entered into a more intense and rapid exchange of fire.

But for Horatio, he has accomplished his mission.

In orbit, on the flagship of the Kaledes battle group, the Hammer.

Fleet Commander Caspar Marius Todoric Maran stood straight with his hands behind his back, looking down at the central hive area towering into the sky and rushing straight into the universe. He turned slightly to look at the tall man in power armor behind him.

"Inquisitor Black Hammer, it seems that the ground campaign has come to an end. After I arrive at Holy Terra, I will report the outcome of this battle truthfully. Carpathia has returned to the embrace of the Empire, and the Imperial Navy and the Krieg Death Legion have also conscientiously fulfilled their duties."

Inquisitor Blackhammer frowned, his eyes revealing a trace of worry, and he said, "There are alien creatures underground. This land has been desecrated by the alien tombs."

"It's just a grave."

Lieutenant General Malan, who looked particularly large with muscular body, turned around and looked at the Inquisitor with a firm gaze: "Our duty is to ensure that the aliens are dead. As for their graves, that is the research mission to be carried out by our allies, the Adeptus Mechanicus."

"According to the report of Martian technical sage Lati-EB2A3, this planet has immeasurable research value. The threat has been eliminated, and the grave will eventually be just a grave."

After parsing the code sent from the ground, the chief technical sage on the flagship of the Kaledes battle group hunched over his huge body full of pipes, leaning on the Axe of Mecha, and walked slowly over to report to the Inquisitor and Lieutenant General Malan.

Vice Admiral Malan turned around and looked at Carpathia outside the porthole. He said to the Black Hammer Inquisitor with his back to her: "You heard me, Inquisitor. This is the mission of our Mechanicus allies. I don't think you need me to explain the relationship between the Imperium of Man and the Mechanicus."

"That said, there are other areas that I need to review, such as certain procedures and the spiritual performance of my duties, which is my responsibility.

I will not turn a blind eye, just like you will do. "The Black Hammer Inquisitor turned and left the command bridge, which was filled with the incense of the state religion and was a little blurry with smoke.

Commander Malan said nothing, but just stared quietly at the war-torn planet, his eyes revealing a hint of complex emotions.

(End of this chapter)