This is our Warhammer journey

Chapter 88 The Situation is Serious
Ramses' decision was decisive and the result was not bad.

After dropping Kabanha's landing site at the incubation pool at the southernmost tip of the planet, he breathed a sigh of relief.

The lives of his companions weighed on his shoulders, a pressure that was enough to break a person, but fortunately he managed to hold on.

I figured I won. All the oppression I put on the demons during this period was not in vain. I cast so many fancy spells and finally seized the most critical opportunity. Now that the four gods have held their ground, the rest will be easy.

The four gods have few opportunities. They are here to hunt souls and cannot project their power into reality and rituals without restraint.

Rationality was counting down in Ramses' heart, calculating the time when the last great demon would appear.

"I've found you, Nameless Thousand Son."

In the subspace, Carlos finally found the collection that the Lord of Change wanted to find.

When the old two-headed blue eagle tore a passage from the Thousand Eyes Rift and came to this area, the first reaction of the mage who fooled the Blood God was not to confront him, but to turn around and run.

He ran so decisively that Carlos was stunned for a moment.

He is not a reckless man under Khorne, so why would he start fighting and killing right away? Moreover, according to the habits of those Thousand Sons, they must have waited proudly in place and used their wisdom to open up a path of hope. How could they just run away right away?

At this moment, Ramses actually ran out of the coverage of the Thousand Eyes Rift.

Carlos clearly saw the Thousand Sons throw something out of the rift, and the soul projection was visibly more illusory.

"decisive."

He smiled, and the crystal scepter glowed faintly, filling the gaps between his fangs and pupils as he moved away.

In a blink of an eye, eight ever-changing demon lords appeared, and the nine great demons together trapped the Thousand Sons who had not yet completely escaped.

"Tzeentch really thinks highly of me."

After making a joke, Ramses looked around and found that Carlos was the only acquaintance he had. He wanted to put some pressure on Magnus or Ahriman, but he was too lazy to run away and brought out a Go board.

"Would you like to have a plate?"

Carlos came to the chessboard.

On the chessboard is a teleportation magic, engraved with the ritual that allows the winner to leave.

Well, there are still some unclear things hidden in it, which need to be studied carefully.

The nine demons all stopped playing, then sat around the chessboard, showing interest.

It’s good that you can’t see through it, because that’s what makes it fun.

These great demons had no intention of starting a fight directly. After all, they were not the reckless men of Khorne. Since the purpose was to recruit colleagues, they would teach their future colleagues a lesson in the way of the Lord of Change.

Don't be greedy. It's enough to run a part of it. Why do you have to run the whole thing?

If you like gambling, be careful not to lose everything.

Carlos held the chess piece and made the first move.

He didn't mind playing with Qianzi.

And there is one thing that is really surprising.

The cursed one didn't know where he got the collection from. Even Carlos couldn't see the past and the future, but instead focused his eyes on the present for the first time in a long time.

He didn't know how long it had been since he last witnessed the changes in the present.

Ramses rubbed his hands. He was not very good at playing Go, but winning or losing was not important.

Anyway, by then both sides will compete to see whose tricks are more ruthless.

He kept an eye on the battlefields of his three partners, controlling the situation and direction of the game, waiting for the next opportunity to change the situation.

"Brothers, keep going! I'm defending nine demons alone."
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Snapped!
The bomb penetrated the skull and a samurai bug fell down.

A team of five Space Marines broke into the ruins and quickly executed the node creatures entrenched there.

These aliens, called Tyranids by adults, are endless and fight as if they have no fear. They can only be caused some chaos by wiping out the node creatures.

Continuous artillery fire was heard outside the building, which was the fire coverage from the artillery positions.

After losing the node creatures, these aliens could no longer receive the firing information transmitted by the reconnaissance troops, and were naturally exposed to artillery fire.

The annihilation operation was a great success, and the next step was to use promethium to completely burn the biomass.

But at this moment, the damaged building suddenly tilted to one side, and the team members were immediately pushed out of formation.

"There are still enemies, be alert!"

The team leader sensed the danger, but his warning came a little late.

boom!
The ceramic steel was smashed by the sharp claw tips.

Countless shadows emerged from the gaps formed by the overlapping steel frame structures.

In an instant, blood and dismembered human bodies flew through the air. Even the Astartes' reflexes could barely keep up with the frequency of the attacks.

The captain, who was still able to move, quickly fought back, and the flying bomb sliced off the body of an enemy.

The figure fell, and the Astartes' keen eyesight quickly captured the shape of this creature. It was a creature with four sickle-like claws.

His pupils suddenly dilated. This was a species he had never encountered before.

Fortunately, the team leader reacted quickly enough. After making a gap, he quickly avoided the attack of these creatures. Before these assassins were about to launch a second attack, a rain of explosive bombs came from behind them.

Those ghostly figures disappeared. They suddenly appeared, killed three Astartes, and then disappeared again, leaving behind only a few corpses and a large hole on the ground.

"These filthy and shameless aliens!"

Orlando, who arrived a step late, cursed loudly, but was grabbed by the priest before he could jump. He had to wait where he was while the pharmacist collected the body of his fighting brother.

"Move quickly."

Tiberus dropped the head of a Leaper.

These newly emerged assassin units posed a huge problem for the army, but even more troublesome were their superior individuals, who were extremely powerful in damaging mortal command forces and were the ones that the Astartes needed to deal with as a priority.

The troops moved quickly, and there was a unique vibration sound coming from under their feet.

It's the sewers, and the enemy is maneuvering in the complex pipes of the bottom nest.

But the Astartes ignored them and quickly came to the assembly area, which was the main building axis with a stronger carrying capacity among the areas within the defense circle.

call!
Amid the sound of hot air slapping the ventilation ducts wildly, the promethium injected into the lower nest passage was ignited, turning that area into a sea of fire.

squeak-

The entire steel structure hummed as if it could not bear the heavy load. The scattered Astartes teams quickly gathered together and silently watched the scenery in their sight fall.

After fighting these Tyranid swarms for more than two months, the entire upper nest sank by an average of nearly one thousand meters in altitude.

The bugs were digging downwards, and humans were frantically pouring promethium down, turning most areas into pools of lava.

Humanity once again achieved great results in its confrontation with the aliens.

But the enemy could not stop killing.

Looking at the swarm of Zerg pouring out of the ruins of the Forge World again, everyone knew that this was just the tip of the iceberg of this huge alien force.

Fortunately, they only have to deal with the tip of the iceberg.

Everyone looked up.

The sky was filled with a growing cloud of green dust, and from below one could see the blazing white glow of the intense burning heat.

The top of the shrine that reached into the clouds was already burning red, and the molten metal flowed down the walls and poured into the isolation layer that had been built long ago.

This is a trace of the Mortaris-class atmospheric incineration missile in action.

It is the most powerful type of phosphide weapon. The phosphide produced after the explosion will expand exponentially and then quickly cover the entire planet's atmosphere. During the Great Crusade, the First Legion possessed this type of extinction weapon for a long time.

With the help of the computing power of the Great Sage Cawl, the weapon that was supposed to be used to exterminate the entire planet was accurately released, igniting the atmosphere above the hive city.

When faced with the enemy's swarms of air-dropped naan and the air force fully formed with the help of surface biomass, Lord Romulus naturally used this combat plan, directly blocking the enemy's idea of relying on air superiority to attack, as if he already knew that such a plan would achieve the best results.

Just like before.

The enemy's combat units, combat modes, and countermeasures.
As the commander-in-chief, Romulus knew everything clearly and responded perfectly, as if he had experienced such battlefields countless times.

And the enemy is not simple either.

"Our casualties have increased."

Kahurangi, using Synaptic Fusion, taught by an unnamed Thousand Sons mage, directly annihilated a scattered Zerg swarm.

The results were encouraging, but the Great Shark's think tank chief did not seem happy.

Because before, this spell could destroy several command nodes in succession, but now because the enemy has added a conversion process to each node, this spell can only target one enemy node.

The enemy is also adapting quickly. During this period, we have seen many counter-attacks from both sides' commanders. It seems that neither side is a simple one.

But it is obvious that the weak imperial power limits the performance of the elders.

In addition to the elders who accompanied the team, other 'Death Watch' troops and their automatic robots were deployed in other areas to resist the Zerg. The intensity of the war in those areas was even more terrifying.

It’s not that the White Shark and the Black Templar don’t want to help, but look at the situation now.

They looked at their comrades, nearly a quarter of whom were gone.

How can I get involved in the battlefield of the elders like this?
"Continue. Casualties are no reason for us to fail to achieve our mission objectives."

Tiberus withdrew his gaze from the collapsed armed believers, and the team that had briefly gathered dispersed again.

At the same time, countless questions lingered in the minds of many commanders.

If such a terrifying alien had entered the empire's field of vision, it would have been recorded, even if it had happened ten thousand years ago.

But why did the Empire know nothing about this? Why did these warriors from ancient times know it so well?

(End of this chapter)