Warhammer 40: Saviors Emerging from the Bottom

After Ivan tried twice and failed, the enraged traitor simply yanked it hard.

A flurry of sword light flashed, and several cuts appeared on the arm holding the tank turret. Xiao Yi wasn't going to stand by and watch his enemy slowly recover like in the anime.

"Strike while the iron is hot" was a crucial principle he firmly believed in during his battles.

However, for Nurgle's followers, being sick actually grants them even greater power.

The powerful life force bestowed by the Lord of Plague allowed Ivan to continue fighting normally even after losing his stomach and intestines. In fact, losing these burdens even increased his attack speed.

The tank turret, its outer armor slightly deformed, slammed heavily onto the ground, causing the surrounding ground to tremble.

Having dodged the attack by retreating in advance, Xiao Yi stepped forward, stepped onto the tank turret, leaped up, and stabbed at Ivan's eyes.

The tearing force released by the power sword easily ripped through the unarmored, fragile flesh, penetrating directly into it. Judging by the depth, it should have reached the opponent's brain.

"Damn bugs!"

Enraged by being constantly mocked, Ivan reached out and slapped Xiao Yi.

Suddenly, a heat beam of tens of thousands of degrees shot out from another corner of the battlefield, its target being the arm that Ivan had raised.

The incandescent heat beam instantly melted through the rotting flesh, and the vapor generated by the high-temperature evaporation, mixed with a foul odor, spread in all directions.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Xiao Yi drew his power sword and quickly retreated to create distance between them.

He had intended to use his psionic powers to block the attack, but Friedrich arrived at just the right moment and precisely struck the arm that was swinging at him with his molten gun.

While Xiao Yi was clearing out heavy firepower points and fighting Ivan, Matthias and his team were not idle either. The 120-man decapitation squad moved quickly along the gap that the mutants had torn open earlier, and joined him as quickly as possible.

The only requirement for this decapitation operation was "speed," so the team didn't carry many heavy weapons. Apart from Friedrich's thermobaric gun, they only had a few portable rocket launchers.

Without the crazed mutants clearing the way, they probably wouldn't have been able to break into the infected camp so easily.

"It's you, you annoying oily guy." Ivan gritted his teeth as he looked at Friedrich, who had recovered completely. He wished he could rush up and tear him apart immediately. The heat beam had temporarily crippled one of his arms, and even with his powerful regenerative abilities, it would take some time to repair it.

"What are you bunch of trash standing there for? Open fire and take them down!"

Hearing their superior's reprimand, the infected who had just dealt with the mutants hurriedly pointed their guns at the newly appeared human group.

However, they weren't stupid. They automatically ignored Xiao Yi, who seemed to pose the greatest threat at the moment, and focused their attacks on those who seemed easy to bully.

But in Xiao Yi's view, this was no different from being attacked, or even worse, because he could use his spiritual energy to defend himself or predict the trajectory of the bullets and dodge them in advance.

The others don't have that ability; if they're targeted by concentrated fire, they'll most likely die right there.

Those infected who dared to fire were met with brutal retaliation, and their firepower was significantly reduced for a time.

After a series of wrangling, the opposing Imperial army also began to support Xiao Yi and his group with artillery, attacking key infected units such as tanks.

The already complex battlefield situation became even more chaotic.

Seeing that the situation was unfavorable to his side, Ivan did not insist on staying any longer, but his huge body was hard to hide, and he was hit by Friedrich's fire as soon as he took a step back.

The extremely vengeful Mechanicus Sage has been targeting Ivan ever since he appeared on the battlefield.

Because of Xiao Yi, he couldn't rush up and tear the opponent to pieces. The battle had entered its final stage. Once they killed Ivan, they could prepare to retreat.

However, Nurgle's powerful life force became the biggest obstacle for everyone; no matter how serious the injury, it could be healed in just a few dozen seconds.

The abdomen, which had been emptied due to the discarding of the intestines, has now grown sharp teeth and become a second mouth.

Several lightning bolts, each as thick as a finger, raged through the ranks of the infected, and anyone touched, from soldiers to officers, was instantly turned into black charcoal.

The intense use of psionic energy made the whispers in Arya's mind increasingly clear.

Those words, which she had never learned but whose meaning she understood clearly, were trying to persuade the girl to turn to the embrace of the Warp and become an anchor point between the real world and the Warp.

Open a portal and send those incomprehensible "subspace creatures" into the real universe.

But Arya's will was far stronger than those voices imagined. She silently recited the Emperor's Word and relentlessly attacked the infected despite the corruption.

Not only her, but Xiao Yi also heard it. The fact that they appeared in each other's minds at this moment was definitely not a coincidence.

In an inconspicuous corner of the camp, the psionicist, who had been threatened by Ivan with being crushed if he failed to complete the summoning ritual, was dancing a frenzied dance.

The eerie and complex magic circle surrounding him sent chills down one's spine. Seven teams of infected individuals stood silently in the seven corners of the magic circle as he had instructed.

These fools, who thought they were about to gain powerful abilities and be able to compete with Ivan, were completely unaware that they had become sacrifices in the summoning ritual.

Of course, 7 x 77 humans are not enough; we must first offer more powerful sacrifices, such as psionicists or those blessed by the gods.

It was impossible for him to sacrifice himself; it was precisely because he was afraid of death that he did not immediately immolate himself after contracting the plague to prove his loyalty to the emperor.

Therefore, only those blessed by God could be chosen, and Ivan was the most qualified person in the entire camp to be the sacrifice.

Anyway, Ivan said that no matter what method is used, as long as seven Plague Carriers are summoned, it will be fine. He probably wouldn't object to sacrificing himself.

It doesn't matter that he himself isn't here. As long as there's a way to confirm what the offering is with the subspace, the location doesn't matter.

Ivan's innate Blessing of Nurgle eliminated many verification steps; if it were an ordinary psionicist, this trick might not be as effective.

Everything was ready, and the psionicist chanted a prayer that had somehow appeared in his mind: "Praise be to the merciful Father, we are your trumpets, singing the song of decay. Come, great demon, be with us, and join us in eternal revelry!"

As the voice faded, the magic circle activated, and the turbid green light of the Nurgle Classic spread outward from the psychic who chanted the prayer.

When the light spread to the seven corners of the array, the lives of the infected inside were instantly taken away, and they entered the array to become the fuel that kept it running.

Seeing the magic circle fully illuminated, the psionicist hurriedly took out the fragments of Ivan's body that he had collected earlier, knelt on the ground, and devoutly offered them up.