Plunder the Heavens from Warhammer

Chapter 141: You've offended Khorne and you still want to run away?

"By the way, there's something I forgot to ask you. After you fainted just now, you had a smile on your face...what did you see?" Tucker asked.

"I said I met a 'living saint', do you believe it?"

Alvin asked cautiously.

"Believe it, of course I believe it."

I thought Tucker would be very surprised, but he looked like he was used to it: "Even if you say you saw the emperor, I will believe it!"

Considering how weird this kid is, he wouldn't be surprised if he saw a living saint, let alone the emperor appearing one day!
The last descendant of the Merchant Dynasty, lived in the Lower Nest as a scavenger, then learned combat skills for a few days and was killed by the Chosen of Khorne. Even if this experience were compiled into a book, no one would believe it!
But, this is actually what happened!

Tucker would never have believed it if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes.

"Feel lucky, kid... If your last name wasn't 'Valxius', with your identity as a psychic, hehe." Tucker stared at him dimly and said, "When you were unconscious just now, the Astartes over there would have chopped off your head."

Alvin couldn't deny this.

He was indeed blessed with the surname 'Valxius'. Otherwise, when the warp rift opened up, as an Etta-class psyker, the huge risks he would have faced would have been much greater than those people!

But even so, he still aroused the fear of the 'Watchers' regiment, who were afraid that he would explode as well and tear another crack, which would really be the end of them.

"Boy, now is not the time to chat." The Astra Militarum old man threw a grenade launcher at him and said, "If you don't want to die, get up and fight!"

Now, the number of survivors in the entire nest, including those who can fight, is probably only tens of thousands, all huddled in a foundry.

The Astartes are responsible for the various passage strongholds, and the mortal troops assist them and fill the remaining gaps. Outside is the demon army that is everywhere, and the scene is truly spectacular!

"What's the situation now?" Alvin skillfully turned on the safety, and with the help of the biological armor, he accurately killed the fear monsters in the air and took the time to inquire about the battle situation.

"Hold on, there will be a way." Tucker's left shoulder was bandaged, and it was red and white, and it was obvious that he had been seriously injured, but he still insisted on fighting, gritting his teeth and said: "These damn heretics don't have space orbital weapons. As long as we hold on, the higher-ups will definitely find a way to support us!"

Suddenly, several flesh hounds tore through the mortal lines and rushed towards Alvin with a clear goal!
"Almighty God of Blood!!!"

Alvin had long been impatient with the anger, and immediately loaded his bolter and shot the flesh hounds a few times. He then pulled out the fragmentation grenade from Tucker's waist and threw it out: "Get down!"

boom! ! !
The fragmentation grenade blew the flesh hound to pieces.

Tucker was pushed back a few steps by the air wave, and he touched the blood on his face and cursed: "Throw it farther away from me next time, you almost killed me!"

"Impossible, I know what's going on!" Alvin had just said this when he saw a line of blood suddenly torn open in the huge crowd of cultists in the distance!
Several Heralds of Khorne, wielding blood-red swords and with horns on their heads, fought with several Astartes with extremely superb martial arts!
Dang Dang Dang!
For a moment, swords were flying and sparks were flying! Both sides were not ordinary people, and their skills were honed to an astonishing degree. In just a few moves, Alvin was sweating coldly. He thought that he had defeated the Chosen One of Khorne and that he was a little hero.

However, after seeing the battle between the Heralds of Khorne and the Astartes, he realized that he was too naive!

The speed and strength were beyond human, and every collision caused a deafening sound of metal clashing. The cultists and even Tzeentch demons involved were chopped into pieces!
The scariest thing is... there are more than one Terminator!
Instead, four of them were deployed and teleported down. Two of them were specially modified and equipped with double-barreled melta cannons and storm bolters to stop the demons with powerful firepower!

"Where's Aruman?!" Alvin shouted at the top of his voice.

"He's trying to restore our communication array!" Because the battlefield was so chaotic, Tucker could only reply in the same hoarse voice: "The old man in your family has a Conqueror Cruiser. As long as we drive it down, we will be saved!"

Wow...Conqueror-class cruiser?
Alvin took a deep breath. It seemed that his family was not that simple. They had all these things!
On the other side, the front line of the battlefield.

Leon took a half step back, and his battle brother filled the gap. While the ammunition was being replaced, he immediately turned to look at Aruman: "Has the communication array been restored?!"

"Not even a little more, sir!"

Aruman was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, and lamented that in the entire hive, how come he was the only technical assistant left!

If there were a few more people, the repair wouldn't be so slow. The damn subspace storm directly destroyed the original communication array, and it will take a lot of time to repair it!

Leon frowned, for some reason... he felt more and more uneasy, as if something terrible was about to happen!
"Commander, huge subspace fluctuations have been observed at the 9 o'clock position!" Suddenly, the urgent voice of his battle brother pulled him back to reality.

Click!

After the bullet replacement was completed, Leon immediately took over the vacancy. The auspicious instrument detected the subspace fluctuations.

In fact, even without the use of the augur, they could clearly see with their naked eyes that something terrible seemed to be brewing in that hundreds of meters long subspace 'scar'!
A strong sense of ominous premonition surged into everyone's heart!
boom! ! !
Amidst the earth-shattering explosion, the turbulence of the Warp surged out from the rift, and then, under the gaze of everyone, a strike cruiser that looked like it was covered in flesh and blood, with twisted spikes and engraved with blasphemous runes, sailed out of the rift!

Where the hell did this strike cruiser come from? !

Alvin's eyes almost popped out, and judging from the paint job on that battleship, it was 100% certain that it was the followers of that bastard Old K. They were really haunting him!
It turned out that Alvin's guess was correct!
The strike cruiser that came out of the Warp rift did not crash into them directly. Instead, a large number of Chaos Canned Creatures, wearing power armor twisted by Chaos and covered with flesh and blood, wielding chain swords and bolters, and shouting "Blood sacrifice to the Blood God, skulls to the Skull Throne" poured out from it!

When Leon saw this, his eyes were red with anger: "It's the Chaos Astartes, send a signal flare quickly to ask for help from space!"

He knew very well that with the current number of troops, it was impossible to stop an attack from the Chaos Astartes!
It’s over, this is really going to be a big mess!
Alvin showed despair in his eyes: "Winnie, Winnie, you've really made me suffer now. This is not a problem I can solve at all!"

(End of this chapter)