Warhammer: Black Emperor

Chapter 543 Luther Leads the New Generation of the Grand Knights
On the surface of the artificial war satellite, Luther dons the Saturn-shaped Terminator prototype armor for the first time and participates in battle.

He activated the built-in communicator in his helmet and spoke to his followers.

"Knights of Caliban, today is the day of the rebirth of the Grand Knights."

"Win glory, proclaim rebirth!"

"For Caliban!"

Followers were unconsciously drawn to Luther; his voice possessed a certain power.

The knights will follow Luther to the ends of the earth.

"For Luther! For the Grand Knights! For Caliban!"

Wearing powerful experimental gear that none of the other legions, except for the "Salamander" and "Shadow of Order," had yet to be equipped with, Luther charged forward.

The slaves aimed their laser guns at him, and the dense beams shot out onto the thermal field, making a crackling sound.

Luther watched the human slaves charging numbly toward him, knowing it was pointless to entangle with them, and the "savage" suddenly accelerated.

His powerful physique endowed him with ferocious strength, allowing him to smash aside the surrounding slaves.

Luther felt his spirituality becoming more and more active, and a constant surge of power coursing through his body.

He ran a little faster, as if he were back in the forests of Caliban.

He ran faster and faster, crashing through the enemy ranks even faster than his power-armored followers.

Luther saw the alien creature in front of him, which resembled an upright tiger, and roared angrily at him.

They roared in unison, causing the earth to tremble slightly.

The "barbarian" stomped his right foot heavily, letting out a deafening "howl".

The hundreds of aliens immediately stopped roaring, shaking their heads as they tried to shake off the dizziness.

Luther raised his left arm, and the Explosive Serpent Cannon spewed out beams of heat energy.

His left arm turned thirty degrees, and dozens of enemies were burned to ashes by the molten metal.

Luther raises his power sword on his right arm. Unlike most Saturn-type Terminator prototypes, as a Caliban knight skilled in swordsmanship, his right arm is equipped with a melee weapon.

Selected from Lord Nimrod's private armory, the heavy power sword forged by Lord Vokhan gleamed with a dazzling blue light, illuminating the entire battlefield like a beacon.

The knights who broke through the slave army saw the radiance emanating from their leader and let out a resounding battle cry.

The alien that enslaves humanity overlaps with the giant forest beast that has plagued the Caliban forest for generations.

The knights marched forward in orderly steps, leaving behind the human slaves surging from behind and to the sides, and unleashed a dense barrage of bullets at the aliens.

Amidst the explosions, the aliens were torn to pieces.

Before the human slaves slowed them down, the knights of Caliban drew their swords.

Swords were their traditional weapons. One hundred and thirty-five trusted men drew their power swords and led more than three thousand knights wielding chainswords in a charge.

The roar of engines echoed across the battlefield as a knight swung his sword, piercing through the alien's jawbone and straight into the center of its skull.

As his arm trembled, blood mixed with flesh and splattered onto his black armor.

A dominant being, at least a head taller than the other aliens, swung its blade-like claws down.

The helmet was smashed and torn apart, and with a dull thud, the Dark Angel's head exploded.

He pulled his arm away, but the knight commander's blue and white sword had already slashed down on him.

Amidst the booming sound of his personal energy shield, the tiger-shaped overlord swung his claws in a sweeping motion.

The knight commander glided along the spiral path he had practiced countless times since becoming a squire, appearing behind the overlord.

The sword, enveloped in blue light, slammed into the overlord's back.

The knights followed, their chainsaws roaring as they slashed at the overlord's arms, chest, abdomen, and thighs.

The overlord swung its claws repeatedly, charging towards the knight.

The knight calmly retreated, wielding his chainsaw sword to parry and lure the overlord into attacking.

The knight commander followed the spiral trajectory to the right side of the overlord, thrusting his sword forward.

Accompanied by a series of short, firecracker-like explosions, the personal energy shield overloaded.

The knight commander did not linger in the fight; he slid away again.

The overlord withdrew and retreated, swinging his claws to the sides to force the knights to back away.

The knight commander arrived just in front of the overlord and slashed horizontally with his sword.

The disintegrating force field tore through flesh and blood. The overlord felt a chill in his abdomen, looked down, and then slid off along with his neck and chest.

Luther led his followers, charging and killing their way through the enemy lines.

He rediscovered the feeling of leading the knights that existed before Ryan appeared.

He has returned to the center position; he is the leader.

He is a hero!

Luther was in high spirits, and all his gloom was completely cast aside with the splattered blood and flesh.

His voice was loud and clear, echoing through the sound array channel.

The knights were infected; they had thought they would never regain their glory.

Now, freed from their restraints, they gallop across the battlefield. Like a dam bursting, the power unleashed by the knights mercilessly crushes the aliens.

The galloping knights abruptly stopped when five four-meter-tall, silver-white figures appeared.

They suddenly felt their heads go numb, their throats filled with rust, and their bodies felt as if they were wrapped in countless threads.

The "savage's" thoughts paused only briefly before returning to clarity.

He let out a deafening roar, and the silvery-white spherical heads of the brain-eaters shook, with a line of viscous fluid flowing from the red line running through their brains.

Luther strode forward, and with a thought, his mental shock unit responded.

Laser cannons on the top of the head and on both shoulders were aimed at the same brain-eater, the blinding beams hissing as they tore through the individual's energy shield.

The Explosive Serpent Cannon unleashed a fire dragon, burning the Brain Eater to ashes.

Luther rushed in front of a brain-eater whose head had just stopped shaking, and swung the thick power sword made by Vokhan at him.

With a loud bang, the sword's edge came to a stop in front of the brain-eater.

The "barbarian" bulged his arm, his strength suddenly increasing, and the blade shot forward, piercing into the brain-eater's body.

Luther killed two brain-eaters in an instant, and just as he rushed toward the third, he suddenly saw a strange construct emerge from a towering, silvery-white building.

It is an oval-shaped mass covered with pale, fungus-like flesh, and purple blood vessels and metal meshes all over its body.

Its body is propelled by three spider-like legs that slide along it; the upper body, extending from the three legs, is a thick, short, tubular structure.

Around the mouth, which is covered with sharp teeth, a cluster of tentacles is arranged symmetrically.

Then came the second, then the third...

Five constructs crawled out of the silvery-white building, raising their tentacles as their built-in devices emitted beams of necrotic energy.

The beam of light struck the power armor, and the pus melted the black armor along with the Dark Angel.

Luther immediately recalled the constructs created by Sloth mentioned in the intelligence sent by Lord Nimrod.

After a moment's thought, he decided not to win glory at the cost of the knights' great sacrifice, and he opened the communication channel.

"My lord, we have encountered a servant construct of Sloth."

After hanging up the call, Luther immediately felt fortunate for his decision.

Teams of constructs emerged from the silvery-white buildings in small groups.

One by one, brain-eaters led the aliens charging in from all sides.

Luther immediately ordered the knights to form a circular defense to hold off the aliens.

Three thousand knights established two rings, forming a horizontal spiral.

The knights retreated in a spiral, following a familiar path, as one alien after another fell on their defensive line.

Luther stands at the center of the spiral, extending outwards to the edges of the two rings.

He single-handedly held off ten brain-eaters.

He raised his arm and unleashed a stream of molten metal to the left, while simultaneously charging to the right, thrusting his sword at the brain-eaters rushing towards the front line.

The brain-eater turned and charged at Luther.

Luther neither blocked nor retaliated; he immediately turned and charged at another brain-eater.

Even as he struggled to resist, a knight fell before his very eyes.

Numerous brain-eaters gathered together, and the spreading neurotoxins permeated the battlefield.

The "Barbarian's" unwavering will remained unaffected, but the other Dark Angels suddenly fell into a coma one by one during the battle.

Their bodies were rotting, and pus seeped from their black armor as they collapsed heavily to the ground.

The surrounding knights immediately filled the gaps, and the spiral formation shrank accordingly.

Luther put on the "war mask," his heart pounded, and adrenaline surged.

Each dead follower grants him immense power.

The Saturn-shaped Terminator prototype on his body became lighter and lighter, and his movements became faster and faster. The gleaming blue sword drew arcs in the air.

The "barbarian" angrily rammed one brain-eater away, while simultaneously swinging his sword to shred the head of another brain-eater.

The knights saw that their leader appeared to have split into countless bodies.

He alone besieged the brain-eaters, launching a fierce attack.

His dazzling swordsmanship was truly admirable.

The blue light swept over the brain-eaters like a storm.

Boom boom boom!
The corpses of three brain-eaters crashed to the ground.

Luther's outburst immediately attracted the attention of the constructs.

Rays of green light shot out all at once.

Amid a series of explosions, warning runes indicating the shattering of the thermal field lit up.

The next moment, the shadows obscured his vision.

Golden wings then came into view, and the towering figure of the black-armored giant landed before them.

(End of this chapter)