Warhammer 40: Doom

Chapter 65 Go Find My Brother

"Boom!"

Another loud bang, and before the Night Guard could catch their breath or gather the bodies of their comrades on the battlefield, there was no time to do so.

Also, six minutes after the battle ended, an eerie light shone within the high walls of the City of Truth, and as the city gates reopened, the Slaanesh army reappeared.

Looking around, there were still those eerie and alluring guardians, led by Sharasi the Demon.

After several rebirths, its demon army now includes heavy war machines and abominable engines infused with demonic essence.

"Sir, we need reinforcements." The adjutant's heavy voice echoed in the command room.

The thousand Night Guardians have repelled several demonic attacks in the past hour without a moment's rest.

Despite suffering heavy casualties, they repeatedly managed to stabilize the defenses.

As the demons attacked, casualties increased, and the defensive line continued to shrink.

The demons' attacks grew increasingly fierce, their numbers and types constantly changing, and they were continuously increasing their numbers.

“We can’t call for reinforcements. Mobilizing people from other lockdown zones will put us at a disadvantage.” Ennio’s usually gentle and composed face was now serious and cold.

He decisively rejected his adjutant's suggestion and seriously considered the current situation.

When leaving the main domain to guard it, the father could only give the order to wait for Doom and join forces to attack the wizard's city.

Now the City of Truth has launched the first attack, using methods never seen before.

Those supernatural demons cannot be completely killed; every time they are eliminated, they reappear on the battlefield in no time.

Ennio understood perfectly well that the appearance and resurrection of the demons must be related to the City of Truth, and that the priests within the city definitely had rituals to control the demons.

The source of demonic power and resurrection is undoubtedly a grand ritual.

However, the Night Guardians are now unable to retaliate and enter the City of Truth to eliminate the source.

The city, built upon the third orbital pillar, is protected by ancient technology, including multi-dimensional shields, large energy shields, and void shields.

Heavy firepower is difficult to project into the city in front of the heavily overloaded shields.

The energy and firepower required to overload various complex composite shields is astronomical.

Only ground infantry can enter the city, but the priests' psionic shields are a problem, and demonic forces have appeared to block the Night Guards.

The demon army cannot be destroyed and is eroding the Night Guard's individual combat advantage, leading to a bizarre one-sided attrition in the battle.

Ennio stared at the holographic map, his mind replaying the scene of his father summoning him that day.

“They won’t charge out.” The father said with a firm expression on his tired and haggard face, “They won’t launch a head-on attack until they are absolutely certain.”

He felt a sudden jolt in his heart, remembering his father's most crucial words.

They won't launch a direct attack unless they are absolutely certain of success...

Ennio gradually realized what he needed to do and firmly ordered: "Notify the other lockdown zones and order them to abandon the lockdown and evacuate in an orderly manner."

The command room fell silent. Such an order was contrary to King Norwick's wishes. The messenger cast a glance toward confirming the order.

"The battle here is meaningless; the precious lives of the Night Guardians cannot be wasted here."

The eldest son finally understood that his father's strategic goal was to blockade and prevent the City of Truth from spreading its influence, thus avoiding the excessive abuse of witchcraft and psychic magic.

When the priests inside the city launch an attack, it means they are prepared to attack, rendering the blockade meaningless.

After all, the Night Watchers don't understand the demon army and have no way to stop its resurrection.

The sacrifices we make now are meaningless; we must leave as soon as possible to preserve our strength.

"Quickly, we must be quick!" the prince roared in a low voice, anxiously issuing the retreat order: "Make them leave quickly, do not gather in large groups, leave in small groups."

"Sir! Where is the evacuation assembly point?"

The messenger also realized the seriousness of the problem and quickly inquired to confirm the regrouping point after the evacuation.

Ennio's brain was racing.

Unknown enemies keep coming, and all the changes are brought about by Doom falling from the sky.

A flash of inspiration struck him as he grasped the crucial point, and a relieved smile spread across his face: "Let them go find Doom, go find my brother!"

At this moment, Ennio preserved his forces and entrusted them, along with the hope of defeating the demon, to Doom.

Because he knew that in the ever-changing Nur-Sultan, no one was more trustworthy than Doom.

His most respected father, too, placed his hopes on Doom. He finally understood why his father had so resolutely entrusted the throne to Doom.

After arranging military matters and seeing the withdrawal signals from various units, my anxious mood finally eased a little.

"Sir, you should leave quickly."

The adjutant handed Ennio the key to start the anti-gravity motorcycle, urging him to leave quickly.

"Are you insulting me?" Ennio roared, his calm voice laced with anger. "For thousands of years, there have only been fallen Norwick soldiers, never cowards who abandoned their troops and fled!" "I meant no insult," the adjutant hastily removed his helmet, revealing a sincere face. "But..."

“There are no buts here, adjutant.” Ennio raised his hand and put it on his shoulder, interrupting his adjutant’s next words, before turning and leaving the command room.

"Guards!"

"Present!" Outside the command room, the prince's guards were always ready to respond to their master.

"Let's go." Ennio lit his longsword, looking at the fearless warriors before him and the ever-shrinking defensive line behind him.

Look up into the distance; there lies the battlefield of Doom.

"He should be wiping out the orcs soon."

Ennio smiled slightly, his gaze sweeping over the filthy demon, before finally looking in the direction of his brother, offering a sincere blessing: "My brother...may you vanquish all your enemies!"

Many soldiers who were withdrawing from the front lines received orders to leave one after another. As they passed by the prince, they solemnly saluted: "The glory of Norwick will live on forever."

Ennio nodded in response. Of the thousand-strong defense line, only a little over six hundred survived the constant onslaught of the demons.

Those who could evacuate have all left, leaving behind fewer than a hundred people to cover the retreat or those who are injured and unable to leave.

The defensive line gradually tightened, and the Night Guards gathered around Ennio, using the rock fortress to block the demons.

As time went on, the Night Guards reached their physical limits, and members of the Night Guards fell one after another, torn to pieces by the demons.

Surrounded by purple demons, the Night Guardian, clad in white armor, panted heavily, his weapons facing outwards as he stood back to back in a defensive circle.

The six-meter-tall guardian stood outside the circle, looking down at humanity, his alluring face revealing undisguised smugness.

Ennio was surrounded, and the Night Guards around him fell one by one. The evacuees sent back communications, saying they had reached a safe distance.

"I said we would meet on the battlefield."

The guardian who appeared in the dream stood with an alluring posture, the twisted longsword in his hand pointing directly at Ennio.

"And then?" Ennio's tone remained the same, full of disdain and contempt.

"A group of twisted beings, filthy bodies, devoid of courage and dignity."

"No courage whatsoever?" Sharasi's double-edged blade pointed directly at Ennio: "Mortal! Your army was scattered by us? You are a loser."

"Relying on psychic evil magic?" Ennio retorted, pointing his sword at Sharasi the Demon Catastrophe: "The false courage that rebirth gave you? You bunch of trash, how many times did you have to be reborn before you finally made it up?"

"I have prepared a gift for you monsters."

Ennio's gaze swept over the diverse array of demons before him, and a bright smile spread across his face: "You'll love it!"

He pulled out a square object from his lower back, which was hidden by the cloak, held it in his hand, and pressed the switch.

"Antimatter bomb!" Isaac's terrified scream came from behind the demons.

A relic from the Golden Age—an antimatter bomb has been triggered!
At the moment of annihilation of matter and antimatter, the area within a radius of 100 meters at the center of the explosion was wiped out, leaving behind a huge circular crater.

"damn it!"

Ennio suddenly heard a curse in his ear, and he snapped back to reality to find that the antimatter bomb in his hand was gone.

"If it weren't for the power of the gods, you would have succeeded."

A malevolent voice rang out, and looking in the direction of the sound, one could see a feathered monster inside a large priest's robe, its claws gripping an antimatter bomb, staring at the speaker and cursing incessantly.

Isaac's body had lost all human characteristics; he resembled a giant blue-feathered bird with a yellow beak on his face and feathered wings on his arms.

"time?"

Ennio's face turned pale, and he quickly realized that there was something wrong with the time. Isaac used his psionic ability to reverse time. "This is impossible!"

The demons swarmed forward and pinned the few remaining warriors to the ground.

He was held down by the keeper of secrets, with a hoof trampling on his face.

Isaac said slowly and proudly, "It was impossible before, but now I have the blessing of the gods, enough to reverse time in certain areas."

Several priests in robes emerged from behind him, stripped the Night Guardians of their power armor, and pierced their skin with daggers stained with bodily fluids, carving blasphemous marks on their bodies.

"what are you up to?"

Ennio struggled, but was held down firmly, the jeweled tail of the Keeper of the Secret wrapped around his mouth.

"Let the demon possess you, so you can lead us to King Norwick, to your brother."

"Woo! Woo! Woo!"

Ennio watched as magic circles were inscribed on the bodies of the Night Guardians, and then the Great Demon of the Guardians of Secrets transformed into purple mist and entered their bodies.

“You…” The Keeper leaned down, his fingers teasingly tracing across his face: “I will preserve your soul, so you can witness firsthand how you committed an unforgivable sin…”

(End of this chapter)