Plunder the Heavens from Warhammer

Chapter 154: Respectfully invite the freezer immortal!

Gone... gone?!

Until this moment, Galken still couldn't believe that he was thrown away like a worn-out shoe by the great Lord of Change, without even a moment of hesitation!

Seeing the Great Demon Tzeentch forcibly abduct an important target and then disappear into the Warp rift right under their noses, the anger of the Terminator veterans and a group of Astartes was ignited in an instant!
The broken state religion temple was filled with a murderous atmosphere!

Even the blessed Galken shuddered inexplicably and looked in horror at the silent Astartes and the Terminators who clenched their fists.

"Chase!"

The Terminator veteran's voice was as dull as thunder, containing a hint of cold and sinister murderous intent, and his power gauntlet emitted a mechanical roar.

The remaining Astartes stared at Galken with unfriendly eyes. Some of them drew their chainswords, while some of them drew their bolters. All of them were filled with murderous intent!
No...why are you all looking at me?!
Galken had no words to grievance, it wasn't him who kidnapped the boy, and every wrong should be dealt with by the perpetrator. If you have the guts, go and find trouble with the great demon Tzeentch!
But the loyalists clearly didn't want to waste time talking to him.

boom!
A bomb hit his head.

Galken was knocked back several steps by the huge kinetic energy. He didn't want to die, so he tried desperately to escape.

As long as... as long as I can escape!
He stared at the narrow doorway, completely ignoring those annoying Astartes and simply ran towards the door!

"I can't die... I can't die here!" Galken roared, and using the torn Warp rifts, he unleashed a psychic attack and barely repelled the Astartes who were surrounding him.

"Leave him alone!"

At this moment, the Astartes who was about to chase heard the roar of the Terminator. He turned around and saw that the Terminator had used some unknown method to resist the closing of the subspace rift!
The entire Terminator was stuck in the subspace rift. Even with the strongest armor, he was still squeezed by the enormous pressure of the closing subspace rift, causing sparks to fly everywhere!

The Thousand Sons Psionic Legion around were attacking the Terminator frantically, as if they were going to blow him to pieces!

"…Give up chasing the target!"

Seeing this, even though the squad commander was unwilling to give up, looking at Galken who was only a few feet away and could be stopped, he still gave an order: "All members, assist the Terminator, stop these damn heretics, and maintain the subspace channel!"

If they lose this subspace channel, it means... they will never be able to find 'Alvin Valshus' who was abducted by the Great Demon of Tzeentch!

By then, unless the Emperor appears, those who are lost in the depths of the Warp and fall into the Kingdom of Tzeentch will never come back!

Therefore, in order to maintain the last ray of hope, the Terminator used his own body to block the subspace rift!
He wants to buy time for the follow-up troops!

"That's...that's great!" Galken, who originally thought he was going to die, suddenly saw a ray of hope.

Those damn Astartes were all maintaining the subspace channel, which gave him an opportunity. He rolled and crawled, fearing that if he was half a step slower, he would be caught and beheaded!

"I will never let you go!" Galken stared at them with resentment. A sinister and vicious plan gradually came to his mind.

He wants to use this plan to regain his position in the eyes of the 'Lord of Change'!

Yes, this plan will definitely work!
Galken fled, his figure quickly disappearing into the shadows and out of sight of Astartes.

No matter how unwilling the commander was, he had no choice but to let that guy escape for the time being because they had more important things to do!

Click!Click!
The Terminator armor let out a whine as it was overwhelmed!
The Astartes among them were bearing the impact from the warp every moment. Blood flowed from their noses, ears, and mouths. Their hearts seemed to be pumping at a very fast speed, and the sound even spread throughout the entire temple.

"No, come out quickly...Talros!"

The commander's eyes were bloodshot. Every Terminator was a valuable asset to the company, and the operator was an experienced veteran. He couldn't bear to see the veteran endure such severe pain!
"No!"

Talros clenched his teeth, and even though his bones made a horrifying sound of breaking under the pressure, he remained motionless, like an unshakable monument: "For...Ultramar, for the Emperor...for courage and glory, I...will never retreat!!!"

They are the watchers!
Since you have accepted the rescue mission, no matter what happens, you must stay here and complete the mission!

Otherwise, it would be a betrayal to the Empire and the Emperor!
Looking at the Terminators who were holding on, the commander hardened his heart and held up his bolt rifle: "Everyone, cover the Terminators... Hold on until the rescue arrives. For the Emperor... Never retreat a single step!"

Click!

The enormous pressure made the Terminator half kneel on the ground!
The psychic legions of the Thousand Sons around it bombarded even more wantonly, leaving shocking scars on the damaged armor of this great monument of loyalty!
The squad commander yelled in the communication channel: "Team 3 needs support! The target person has been abducted by the Tzeentch! Repeat... We need support!!!"

"Defend the Terminator!"

The five outnumbered Astartes completely abandoned long-range suppression and instead drew out all kinds of melee weapons, looking at the crazy Thousand Sons Psionic Legion and charging forward brazenly!

For a while.

The roar of the chainswords mixed with the battle cries of loyalty!
Although the Chaos Astartes of the Thousand Sons have lost their physical bodies, the instincts imprinted in their power armor still drive them to exert the same strength they had in life!
This is the battle between the loyalists and the chaos!

The two sides fought each other thoroughly, and the collision of blood and spiritual energy triggered the most primitive bloodiness and killing!
The chainsaw sword hissed as it cut through the power armor of a Chaos Thousand Sons, but there was no flesh and blood inside, only overflowing psychic energy.

After losing its support, the broken power armor fell to the ground with a loud bang and stopped moving.

The squad commander panted and looked around. The fighting was still going on. He squeezed out all his strength again and joined the next battlefield with chainsword in hand!
But the problem is... those Thousand Sons Psionic Astartes who were resurrected by the evil Chaos sorcery were dead from the beginning, and they will be resurrected soon!

But the loyalists' strength is declining rapidly!
Moreover, the commander nervously glanced at the Terminator who was still holding on, and his worries grew stronger: "The support... hasn't arrived yet?!" Optimistically speaking, the Terminator can only hold on for another three minutes at most!
But the question is...can you hold on?

The commander breathed heavily, and raised his eyes to see the Chaos Cans that had been hacked to death, resurrected like zombies. A bitter look appeared on his face: "Leon... We may not be able to go back. See you at the Golden Throne."

The remaining five Astartes looked at each other and took off their broken helmets. Through their eye contact, they saw each other's firm determination to die!
"For the Emperor!!!"

The commander raised his chainsword high and glared at the traitors.

Just when they were about to fight to the death, the roof of the Dome Temple of the State Religion was suddenly smashed through by a huge airdrop capsule!

The huge airdrop pod just crashed right into the middle of the Thousand Sons Psionic Legion, even killing two unlucky guys.

The commander was dumbfounded when he saw this scene.

Wait, the airdrop pod crashed directly into the enemy position. Who on earth is this army from? Why is it so powerful? !
But soon, he knew.

The door of the space hatch was kicked open, and Albert, dressed in wolf skin, rushed out with a grin, like a wolf among sheep, wielding the huge power hammer and smashing people to pieces!

Oh, it turns out to be a Space Wolf, no wonder it is so fierce!
Looking at the wolf skin on the opponent's power armor and the wolf head emblem on the shoulder armor, the commander understood instantly.

Apart from the Space Wolves, there are basically few legions that would smash the space capsule directly into the enemy's hinterland. How to put it... It's normal for the Space Wolves to be a little wild.

"Hey, is it Chiko?"

Albert didn't expect to encounter a surprise!

"Haha, yes... I didn't expect to see the Legion of Thousand Sons here." Andrea used the priest's staff to knock the Chaos next to him to death, his face full of smiles.

But, no matter how you look at it...the smiles of both of them are a bit chilling, and there is some personal vendetta going on.

The squad commander trembled in fear. He had heard of the feud between the Space Wolves and the Thousand Sons.

"You, Sergeant!"

Albert smashed the annoying Thousand Sons with a few hammers, then glared at the somewhat numb commander: "Is that the message you sent for help? Your Captain Raymond has already forwarded it to us. Please repeat the intelligence and battle situation!"

On their way here, they received a distress signal.

But when breaking through the atmosphere, the signal is not very good, so it is not very clear to hear, and on-site intelligence is needed.

Although the Space Wolves are reckless, they are definitely not fools!

On the contrary, any enemy who thinks that the Space Wolves are reckless and only know how to charge forward without thinking will be trapped and lose their way!

Space Wolves are both ferocious and cunning!
The commander quickly handed over the intelligence, pointed at the struggling Terminator, and said, "The target person was brought into this subspace channel, and it has been two minutes and thirty-seven seconds since he disappeared."

Two minutes and thirty-seven seconds...

Hearing this, Albert's eyes became solemn.

After such a long time, without the Emperor's blessing, it would be difficult for them to find their target even if they went deep into the Warp rifts.

"What should we do?" Andrea held the Book of Proverbs, frowning, "Should we give up this mission?"

The difficulty of the mission has completely changed from the original rescue nature... It is too difficult to go deep into the subspace rift to rescue people.

If you are not careful, you might get completely lost in the subspace!

"Do not……"

Albert looked at the warp crack with deep eyes and said in a deep voice: "A human being who is valued so much by Tzeentch... is definitely not simple. We must save him!"

After that, he added: "Besides, don't forget, Andrea... is the one who guided us here."

"It's…Allfather and Ruth."

Andrea understood the captain's decision and closed his eyes and said, "In that case, let's let... 'Butzweig' go with you and make a big scene, Captain."

"Place the teleportation beacon!"

Albert looked at the subspace rift, stretched his muscles, and grinned: "Tell Raymond on the ship that this time the spoils...we want to split them in half!"

"The teleport beacon has been placed!"

"'Butzweig'...the holy dreadnought mecha has been deployed!"

Thanks for the reward from Mr. 'Black Amber'~
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(End of this chapter)