Warhammer 40k: Melee Warriors

"No mercy! No pity! Slay all the enemies of the Savior!"

The soldiers roared excitedly, as if they were possessed by demons.

Komi stood there dumbfounded, not even having a chance to make a move.

But Komi didn't feel any regret. He smiled and felt that the army he had painstakingly built was useful.

Although... some details in the middle are a bit strange...

Komi glanced around. Just because the soldiers could hold off the demons' attack didn't mean they could advance.

It's time to continue expanding our advantages.

In the chaos, Komi threw the summoning talisman he had made in advance with his own flesh on the ground, calling for the masked dancer's support to arrive.

He then activated the teleportation beacon and awaited Azrael's support.

Inside the teleportation array, Azrael and Octar had been waiting for a long time. The moment the teleportation beacon signal appeared, they immediately activated the teleportation array.

Amidst the lightning and thunder, the dark angels flashed to Komi's side.

Komi also sensed the arrival of the Slaanesh army from the inexplicably richer fragrance in the air. However, these demons did not rush to Komi's side, but instead found a comfortable place to wreak havoc on the Planet Killer.

Bang bang bang!

Azrael and Octar were surprised to see a group of demons slow their charge and even retreat step by step under the bombardment of the Howler Shotgun. Such suppression was only slightly weaker than that of the Bomb Gun.

“Amazing.” Azrael casually sliced ​​through the bodies of four demons with his sword. “These demi-humans didn’t even flinch at the horror before them… The worlds I’ve saved before have always had only one source of corruption, and the rest of the traitors were just pitiful people driven mad by whispers.”

"Hahaha, what did I tell you, Brother Azrael? As long as the demi-humans show their support for the Empire and their loyalty to the Emperor, they are part of the human Empire, not a burden to be discarded by us." Octar laughed heartily a few times, watching the demi-orcs' outstanding combat performance, he could recall many demi-human auxiliary units in the Great Crusade.

Komi added from the side, "That's right, Chapter Master Azrael. Physical defects are not terrible; what is terrible is the corruption of the soul. These demi-humans were persecuted, but the Savior could not bear to see them go to destruction. After receiving a merciful judgment, they proved with their actions that they deserved the Savior's mercy."

Azrael nodded, indicating that he had learned a lot from Komi's words and actions, and that if he were to encounter any demi-humans in the future, he would definitely try to be more patient with them in communicating.

"Repent! Repent!"

Azmodari roared, focused on smashing the demons, oblivious to the conversations of the others.

“Now that we’re inside this massive warship, what should we do next?” Ezekiel asked Komi, feeling his psychic perception being disrupted by the chaotic environment.

This is a twisted land where intestinal metal intertwines, yet just two hundred meters away lies a desert filled with scorching iron sand, and below them stretches a pitch-black ocean...

After thinking for a moment, Komi said, "We don't need to go straight to the core of this warship. We just need to find an area with a high enough concentration of chaotic energy."

What is the basis for this claim?

"The more concentrated the chaotic energy, the thinner the veil between reality and the warp, and the more power the Savior can exert to destroy it."

“But my psychic powers…” Ezekiel shook his head. Ever since he came to this port of no return, he had always made mistakes with his psychic powers, which he was so proud of.

Koji chuckled and immediately summoned his psychic, Kranka, saying, "It's alright, my psychic will take care of the reconnaissance."

"Me? Can I really do it?" Kranka pointed at himself and smiled bitterly. It was fortunate that his psionic energy had become stable after drinking the Soul Brew, otherwise just stepping into this Nightmare Land would have been enough to drive him mad.

Ezekiel's eyes lit up. He could see that Kranka had acquired exceptional psionic talent later in life. It was stable and vast, making him a natural candidate for a think tank!

The only problem is that he's getting on in years, which significantly increases the risk of death during the Space Marine transformation.

"Of course you can do it, Kranka. You just need to release your spiritual energy, and leave the rest to me, the saint!" Koji grabbed Kranka's throat with one hand. The latter did not show disgust, but instead breathed a sigh of relief as if he had found a reliance.

Kranka boldly unleashed her psionic energy, sensing the energy gathering points within the warship...

......

"This is so boring... I thought I could play a little longer."

In a sacrificial pit, Fugen lazily stretched out his body, having crafted an exquisite throne from some of the most beautiful human bones for himself to rest on.

There were almost no living creatures around him; the slaves who had been exploited to the point of exhaustion and the believers who performed sacrifices all became part of the corpses in the pit.

Now only a demon awakened by fear remained, groveling before Fugen, trembling and pleading for Fugen's mercy in a humble manner, all traces of the arrogance that had just devoured the blood and souls of slaves gone.

"Hey, lift your face up."

The demon shuddered. He slowly raised his face and saw Fugen sitting with his legs crossed, covered in a thin, torn human skin. Light shone through the skin onto Fugen, giving his naked body a hazy, beautiful quality.

Fugen glanced at the devil, curled his lip, and said, "Really ugly."

Then he stretched out his foot and knocked out several of the demon's teeth.

Fugen enjoyed the fresh feeling of the demon's blood warming his feet. He had been a slave for so long, and he had accumulated a lot of fatigue. It was good to find a way to release it.

It's a pity that this demon is too ugly, making it difficult for Fugen to have any further ideas.

It's still Enka's profit~

She's beautiful, daring, and knows a lot about games.

It's a pity that they've been entangled for too long, and the freshness of their initial intimacy has faded.

Suddenly, Fugen felt something watching him.

He turned around abruptly, but found nothing.

On the other end, Kranka, panting, patted Komi's hand that was choking her neck.

"I've found it! I've found a chaotic heart that is utterly blasphemous and terrifying!"

Komi was delighted and patted Kranka on the shoulder, saying, "Well done! Let's get started."

No update today, but I'll add an extra update tomorrow.

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Chapter 423: Encounter on the Plain

Walking inside the Planet Killer is no different from self-exile. It's chaotic, unpredictable, and lacks supplies. Even if demons don't rush out from every nook and cranny, the harsh environment alone could wear down the invading forces.

Along the way, Komi used tarot card divination to avoid hundreds of traps and participated in battles to eliminate hordes of demons blocking his path.

After a difficult battle, many of the soldiers brought by Komi were killed. With the support of various equipment, this was all they could do, but it was still ten or even nine times better than the performance of ordinary Imperial troops.

Even the Dark Angels' armor became pitted and battered from the constant harassment by the demons. Azrael and Octar were both impressed by the resilience of the Komi soldiers. Octar, a former Ultramariner, even wanted to sign a cooperation agreement with Komi to recruit an entire legion to defend against Macragge.

There was no time to collect the bodies of their fallen comrades, nor even to waste fuel to give them a dignified death. All they could do was mourn their bravery and loyalty with their eyes and pray that their souls would return to the throne.

Of course, they didn't return to the Golden Throne; instead, they all went to the pure white hall in Komi.

"How long have we been in this hellhole?" Gu Jian frowned as he looked ahead, watching helplessly as the seemingly insurmountable cliff transformed into a deadly jungle in the next second.

Fitiya checked the time and said to Komi, "According to the information displayed by this device, we have been here for seventeen hours."

“Seventeen hours? My body tells me we’ve been traveling for a month. I hate how the warp of spacetime works.” Koji sighed heavily, then called Krankah over and asked, “How far are we from the Heart of Chaos you found?”

Kranka touched his chin, which was covered in stubble, closed his eyes, and remained silent for several seconds before saying, "It shouldn't be too far, right?"

Are you asking me that question?

“No, no…” Kranka hurriedly waved his hand, “At least on the scale of the entire Planet Killer, we are really very close to that place.”

"Your statement is like two children playing with a map, clapping their hands together and claiming to encompass half the planet!"

Koji covered his face in exasperation, but he didn't criticize Kranka too much.

Octa approached Furumi and asked, "Do your soldiers need a rest?"

Glancing back at the medic distributing new Beast Brews, Komi slowly replied, "I don't think we need to..."

“This is truly astonishing.” Azrael leaned over to express his surprise and admiration to Koji. “Few mortal units can keep up with the pace of the Space Marines, not even a fully armed armored regiment. Yet your men have walked with us here on foot without any rest, and their combat effectiveness has not decreased significantly.”

"We have to thank our savior for protecting us," Komi said calmly, waving to the soldiers behind him after they had finished their craft beer during the brief conversation.

Kranka's eyes opened and closed intermittently as he used his spiritual eyes to sense the distance to the Heart of Chaos.

They came to a plain, but instead of mud and metal, they were treading on smooth, supple skin.

The sky was filled with a purplish-pink mist, and drops of fragrant, slightly bitter blood dripped down.

“A blasphemous sight…” Azrael was furious that his eyes had to witness such things, and he slammed his boots into the skin beneath his feet.

The skin was very supple, and when Azrael removed his foot, only some uneven red marks appeared.

call out....

Like a cannonball streaking across the sky, the sharp sound immediately alerted everyone.

The troops quickly dispersed to avoid further casualties from the shelling.

Boom!

As the sound fell, Komi looked closely and realized that it wasn't a cannonball at all, but the head of a beastman who died with his eyes wide open.

shhhhhh!

More sounds came from afar, and orc heads rained down on the group like hailstones.