This is our Warhammer journey

Chapter 126: Fire of Revenge (5.4k -in-)

The climate on Planet Gavin is truly refreshing. If human activity were reduced, this planet could truly be called a paradise.
But at the moment, the gradual escalation of the war has made the air gradually hotter.

"Live up to the blood of Saint Leth!"

The golden-red angel fell, ignoring the energy shield of the Cruiser-class Chaos Knight. The red-stained spear split the cockpit open, picking out the pilot who had grown into a mass with the neural link throne. It cut into pieces in the sky, and spread out with the wind, like a blood-stained flag.

Kill the general and capture the flag.

The black rage and the angel's dying wail left countless scars on his offspring, attached to the soul of every Astartes, bringing eternal pain.

He will devour the minds of human beings and eventually turn into a monster whose only hope is revenge.

This is a curse that should not exist and should not be left behind, but when the angels launched the charge, they did not hesitate to show their anger to their fellow monks.

Born killers no longer need to disguise themselves, because only their enemies will bear the brunt of their rage.

scoff!

The giant sword swung, the psychic shield, and the mutated flesh were all smashed to pieces, and the serrations dragged the body of the Chaos Monster forward as the angel stepped forward, like a ball of rushing mud.

"Lord of Pleasure!"

The pupils of a cult leader shrank, and he was trembling all over before he even met the enemy, watching those nearly three-meter-tall warriors rumbling towards him.

Click!

There was a deafening explosion, and several layers of military formations were broken open by brute force and exaggerated precision engraved in blood. The fanatical followers of Slaanesh were trampled, the shrines were pushed down, pierced by countless weapons and bullets, and were torn into two pieces by the brute force of those angels.

Boom!

A Chaos Knight was knocked down by countless impacts. Seth climbed up, and the huge two-handed chainsaw sword made a buzzing echo, bringing up countless sparks along with the driver's blood and the internal metal structure of the body, which were crushed and carried out.

"Holy Jeremiah, bear witness to me!"

The Crimson Flesh Tearers bathe in heretical flesh.

This guy looks like he's eating people.

The cultists were certain that if the man had not been wearing a helmet, the flesh and blood covering his visor would have gone into his stomach.

It was like a beast that had been hungry and thirsty for countless years, and when it opened its eyes it saw an incredibly delicious dessert.

And there are as many as a thousand such beings!

The extremely dense defensive formation was forcibly broken through by the angel descendants.

"Son of an angel, have you lost your mind?"

The Holy Blood Priest's roar echoed in Seth's ears. He also rushed into the formation with the archangel, tearing the gap bigger and bigger, but he still maintained some restraint and was walking quickly behind his brother.

The deep roar was filled with murderous intent, and the angel descendants rushing and killing in the crowd seemed like demons rushing out of purgatory.

At least in front of those cultists, they are more terrifying than demons.

The Holy Blood Priest swung his flail helplessly, but before he could try to repair the gap in the army formation, members of the Destroyer Squad came to fill it in time.

This doesn't look like he has no brains.

"I'm fine, better than ever!"

Seth could feel the rage trying to erase his spirit and devour his humanity, but when the cold anger was about to touch his soul, it quickly melted away like ice and snow touching the sun.

"I can identify where my enemies are. Under the guidance of the Archangel, I can drive this wrath towards his enemies!"

The Holy Blood Priest was slightly stunned. Why was Seth different from the other guys who were trapped in the Black Rage? Those comrades who were deeply trapped in it were basically impossible to pull them back.

"This is what the archangel has given us."

The Archangel does not hate them because of their flaws. He clearly knows the necessity of hunger and rage, so he comes to teach the angelic offspring how to use them.

call!
The chainsaw stopped and changed its trajectory at the moment of chopping off a head. Seth passed the local mortals who were left alone because of being out of touch.

Yes, they will use this power correctly.

Seth turned his attention to those demon hosts, those dangerous beings lurking among the crowd.

At the front of the team, the golden and red angels shone freely.

Yes, the descendants of angels should not be secretive or hide.

"I believe you."

The priest calmly swung the adamantium-wrapped holy book, smashing a Slaanesh warbeast that was holding its breath and trying to crawl out.

"You have to trust the Archangels."

The rapid-fire laser cannons covered the area. In the past, even the Astartes had to avoid their brunt, but now—

The platinum insert perfectly fulfilled its protective function, absorbing the shock wave and the light beam. The jet pack behind him spewed out blue flames, and Seth instantly rushed to a height of more than ten meters.

The soldiers on the ground who were guarding an unknown domestic armored vehicle stared blankly at the behemoth drawing a parabola in the air and then falling heavily in front of them.

bump!
The huge impact force knocked everyone around to the ground. Before they could get up, Seth twisted his body. The muscles reinforced by muscle cables, coupled with the violent power of Gravis' heavy power armor, pulled the armored vehicle around like a sledgehammer, killing all nearby enemies on the spot.

The enemies further away were about to surround him, but Seth had already started running.

Run towards the angel's back.

Karna, shining with golden-red light, charged forward as usual, dragging thousands of angels behind him to trample on the army formation, leaving only flesh and blood cut off by the decomposition force field under his feet.

forward!

The heretics dodged to the sides of the army in panic, making the army even more chaotic. The rebellious nobles who still had some brains left were thinking about how to respond. The heavy armored troops who had a lot of maneuvering areas and deployed their formation because of the angels' attack had already arrived in front of them.

boom! ! !
Incendiary weapon jets, super-incendiary plasma and other weapons full of the heavy style of the Empire began to shine with their own glory.

Countless knight mechas exploded on the spot, crushing many people to death when they fell.

A one-sided massacre.

Deep within the Principality of Gavin, the princes and nobles who had just enjoyed themselves were stunned, watching the images they had intended to use for amorous acts turn into a one-sided massacre, even their tentacles trembling.

"Should we retreat first?"

The general, who had always been close to the enemy in every battle, stammered his tentacles and pulled out the skeleton from the cloaca.

"You want to retreat, where do you want to retreat to?"

"So what do you say? Can we stop the might of the Imperium? That's a full Astartes Chapter, and twenty thousand heavily armored troops. They could dig down ten meters into every inch of this planet."

The sound of fierce quarrel reached the ears of the Duke of Fuguo, but this guy who had been possessed by the devil had not said a word from the beginning, but his face became more and more ugly.

How could it be so fast?

It took him countless years to weave this network, and before he bared his fangs, even these passionate princes had no time to react, and he had already slaughtered all the Astropaths.

The prince had just spent countless resources to capture an illegal psychic more than a month ago, and sent a message that wasn't even encrypted. How could the empire possibly react in such an efficient manner?

A system that is so bloated that even the power of the Lord of Corruption begins to grow is no joke!
but now
'It seems this world cannot be offered to the Great Lord of Pleasure. The minions of the Cursed are too powerful.'

The Duke clenched his fists and finally crushed the cup into powder. The virgin blood spilled onto the ground, staining a large area of soft, white skin red.

"Hahaha, interesting, really interesting, but it's okay, not getting what you want is also a kind of satisfaction-"

Everyone around looked at the Duke of Fuguo who suddenly burst into laughter in confusion.

"Sir, do you want to retreat?"

The general came forward with a smug look on his face.

"Retreat? Of course, we must retreat."

scoff!

A trace of blood brushed across the general's skull, and the thin body of the Duke of Fu suddenly became much taller as if inflated. As he took a step, his arms and legs turned into claws covered with shells and sheep's hooves engraved with exquisite patterns.

"Suck~"

He grabbed the still trembling general, and with his slender tongue he lifted up the cut skull, then carefully licked the brain that was still twitching with the beating of the heart.

Gululu~
Amid the intoxicated expression of the Prince of the State and the twitching of the general's body, this body, along with the pain reaped by his soul, was added to the collection of the great demon of Slaanesh.

Then he turned his gaze to the nobles who had unknowingly become entwined with the sofa.

A sweet smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Forgive me, it's an emergency."

Trembling silently, the Prince of the State savored every bit of pain. The crimson mist gradually gathered together, forming a portal leading to the unknown human world.

The tall body gradually shrank, and finally, with the flesh and blood spliced together, it turned into a beautiful girl.

After finally obtaining a physical body, he still hasn't had enough fun~
"What a coincidence! We haven't killed enough yet."

On the other side of the teleportation rift, a Space Marine painted in gold and red leaned against the edge of the rift, took a look at a piece, and then ignited a flame and burned it with disgust as if he had seen some garbage.

He was much taller than the average Space Marine, and wore no helmet, his golden eyes reflecting his body.

his original body.

The girl quickly stepped back, and then an iron hand came out from behind and grabbed her head.

when!
The iron hand tightened slightly, and the girl felt her skull burst, cerebrospinal fluid spurting out of her eye sockets. Her eyes, dyed turbid, were filled with infinite pain and astonishment.

Even he, the keeper of the secret, didn't react at all.

and--

it hurts!

His body twitched, his nerves transmitted wails, and the joy that once filled his ears like heavenly music had not returned. Instead, there was only cold, pure pain.

"Think you can run?"

Ramses walked up and patted his face.

"Death is a bargain for you."

Ramses took the lead, and Arthur followed, dragging the twitching body along.

The two of them left the desecrated palace together. In this city completely shrouded in the painful shadow of the Lord of Pleasure, thousands of Black Templar warriors were carrying out bloody slaughters. These souls would be sent to the park for the Emperor to determine whether they were loyal.

As for the rest, those fallen ones who merged with the demons.

clang!
A Slaanesh demon that descended in a physical body had its limbs broken and was then dragged out by a sword guard.

He came to the side of the chapter chaplain. After carefully opening a box for identification, the chaplain took out a lantern with golden flames swaying in it, drawing out the soul of the Slaanesh demon.

As the body crumbled into a mass of rotten flesh, the surrounding reality field intensified. The sword guard took the lantern, hung it around his waist, and waited for the next combat order to arrive.

This made the Keeper feel a strong sense of discomfort. He could hear the wails of the demon being tortured by an invisible force, and could feel its projection in the subspace gradually weakening. He felt a sense of panic for no reason.

'What are you going to do?!'

He couldn't control his body and could only scream with his soul.

The Secret Keeper was horrified to find that he could not even leave this body.

"Is this the culprit, my lord?"

Supreme Marshal Ledotus asked curiously.

His body was covered in blood; even the luxurious velvet at the seams of his shoulder armor was soaked and clotted with the crimson blood.

With Romulus's overall command, the Supreme Marshal, who could only rank second to the Emperor's Champion even when facing an extremely powerful enemy, was finally able to clear his mind and use his sword to personally punish the heretic enemies.

"Yes, a Keeper of Slaanesh."

Ramses nodded.

"This demon will become the first trophy of the expedition fleet."

Ledotus nodded and asked the regiment priest to bring up the flag that had been engraved long ago.

This battle flag is about six meters high and is made entirely of refined gold and yellow gold. It is engraved with exquisite pure seals and various magnificent imperial landscapes.

'Wait, what are you going to do?'

The keeper of the secret was dragged and asked in panic, and was then thrown onto the flag by Arthur who had remained silent all the time.

The flag has a high level of technology. It does not have those bloody spikes or wheels that make people feel uncomfortable when they see them. Instead, it only has a working restraint position generator that has been simply blessed.

This type of warp-tainted technology is rarely used against demons, as it is easily rendered ineffective by the warp's influence.

But the Keeper of Secrets soon discovered why these Space Marines did this.

call!
As the raging flames engulfed it, the endless pain that lingered in its senses came over it. Feeling its own weakness and the gradually strengthening reality barrier around it, the Keeper's fear could no longer be suppressed.

He knew he was going to die.

"I said, I can give you my real name and all my secrets, please let me down!"

The burning bones, still screaming, were carried by a highly respected priest.

"The culprit has been brought to justice!"

Facing the golden light of the flames, Ledotus shouted: "Sons of Dorn, let us slay the enemies of the Emperor!"

"Destroy the Emperor's enemies!"

The black knights faced the fluttering flags and began to sweep the entire city in a mighty force.

Compared to those weaker demons, the light of this great demon can last for a long time.

"Wa Banxian's technology combined with our characteristics really works well."

Ramses sighed, and it turned out that as long as the style of painting was right, the Demon Engine could still be used.

Recently, we have killed a lot of demons and have developed a more detailed killing process. The experimental Geller stance used before in Pierre has also been simplified under Ramses' research.

Ramses has always had a dream.

You can't just treat the devil as a consumable by yourself. You have to learn to share good things. Not only should you use them yourself, but you should also promote them.

The other chapters were somewhat reluctant, but when Ramses proposed this project, the warriors of the Black Templars were like being inspired. After he had careful communication with the chapter leaders, he formed such a system.

Ramses regularly performs Emperor-given rituals with priests chosen by the Black Templars. Priests are able to communicate directly with the Golden Sun in the Warp and hand over demons to the Emperor's judgment through simplified rituals.

The Emperor's reward to loyal warriors is to burn the heretics in golden flames, and to re-establish a stable reality by expelling the influence of the Warp.

Arthur stared at his companion in silence.

Anyway, Ramses's story was well-made, and he even dragged himself over to be beaten by the emperor.

As for whether it will be investigated, that’s it.

Will the demon die in the end?
will die.

Is reality stable?

stable.

Does it bring convenience to the combat of the regiment?
Brought it.

Did any of the battle brothers communicate with demons during this process?
No.

Then it’s over!
It works, it works well, it works with love!

You are still complaining here. Tell me, do you sympathize with the devil?

"The emperor's will can be candled, and the hole will destroy the monsters."

The Secret Keeper screamed silently, but in this reinforced reality, his wails could not bring up the slightest echo.

He was just stuck on the flag, staring blankly into the distance.

The broken knight mechas arrived, and behind them were the equally broken people.

The skinny refugee refused the help of the medical nuns. In the past, he was just a beast who wasted his master's food.

Now, they are on the same team.

There were merchants, civilians and slaves in the team.

"Stop! Stop!"

The knight who had remained calm in the face of the Astartes and the joint attack of the armored corps now seemed hysterical when facing these people.

He couldn't accept it. He couldn't accept that he had failed in the face of these lowly scum.

But his hysterics couldn't stop anything.

Countless people pulled these heretics out of the cabin where flesh and blood were stuck, and what awaited them would be a punishment that matched their sins.

The Keeper of Secrets struggled to move his mind and looked down at the Black Temple below.

There was only contempt in the eyes of these Astartes.

That is a contempt for heresy and evil, and a contempt for the great creation of the Supreme Heaven.

Those suffering people who are so tiny in the eyes of these demons are taking revenge, taking revenge on this cannibalistic universe.

The war is over—

[Record: Gavin Support Operation]

[Forces deployed: 4,000 Astartes, 300 Stormbirds, 20,000 Cadian Heavy Armored Troops, 400 Battle Sisters, and various types of armed vehicles]

[Mechanicus Forces: Not Enabled]

[Inquisition Forces: Not Enabled]

[Result: Victory]

Duration: 11 hours and 23 minutes

On the Aurora, Romulus walked down from the command throne, cut off the battle table, and cast his eyes on the devastated planet beneath his feet.

The expeditionary fleet completely suppressed a rebellion that swept across the planet without even using naval power.

Romulus looked out the window. The Gavin Dynasty was very prosperous. In fact, only a dozen knights were needed to maintain a dynasty's rule over the planet. The war weapons that the knight family was most proud of were nothing more than a wisp of dust that could be crushed easily in the face of the true power of the empire.

A group of Sisters of Battle can slaughter an entire legion of Heretics.

Two heavily armored units can sweep across a continent.

Three companies of Astartes can conquer a planet.

A tyrant can conquer a galaxy.

And this magnificent expeditionary fleet is a derivative of the imperial power.

Romulus couldn't help but clench his fists.

Such a powerful force, under their leadership, finally brought an opportunity to mankind.

Give most of the evildoers in this cruel universe a chance to get their comeuppance.

(End of this chapter)