Forced to die just after becoming invincible in Warhammer?

Just as an Extreme Marine was about to lean forward to shoot, a bomb instantly hit his shoulder armor, and the impact made him stagger.

In order to break the deadlock, a member of the Night Haunter team took the risk of making a flanking move.

He was agile and moved quickly among the ruins. After approaching the Extreme Warriors, he suddenly threw a fragmentation grenade.

The grenade exploded among the Extreme Warriors. Amidst the bright light and loud noise, several warriors were knocked over by the air wave.

But the Extreme Marines did not panic. They quickly adjusted their formation and fired back fiercely with heavy weapons in the direction of the grenade. The entire wall collapsed under the artillery fire.

Curze closely monitored the battle situation at the command center and continuously issued orders to the Night Haunters, asking them to take advantage of the terrain, launch small-scale harassment attacks, and consume the manpower of the Extreme Marines.

Guilliman personally went to the front line. In the game simulation, his arrival boosted the morale of the Ultramarines, and they advanced with a more tenacious will.

On the battlefield, the ruins were constantly reshaped by artillery fire. Both sides were blood-thirsty and no one retreated. The fight for every inch of land was accompanied by fierce exchanges of fire and the sacrifice of soldiers. The air was filled with the pungent smell of gunpowder and blood. The cruelty of war was vividly displayed at this moment.

Curze's eyes were fixed on Guilliman's figure on the holographic battlefield projection, and alarm bells were ringing in his heart.

Night Haunter knew that the presence of the Ultramarines Primarch on the front lines was most likely a carefully laid bait, but he felt an irresistible urge that he would inevitably take the bait.

Looking back on this battle, Curze had to admit that his experience in war command was far inferior to Guilliman's.

The success of the previous raids was largely due to the complex terrain of this ruined planet.

At this moment, seeing Guilliman dispatching troops in an orderly manner on the front line, Curze felt uneasy.

"Is he doing this to force me to show up?" Koz muttered to himself, his brows twisted into a knot.

The more Curze thought about it, the more suspicious he felt. Guilliman's actions seemed to be leading him away from the safety of the command center.

"Is he still thinking about another one-on-one duel?" When he thought of this, a complex emotion flashed in Koz's eyes, including reluctance, anger, and more of a sense of uneasiness about the unknown duel.

But as the Primarch of the Night Lords, his inherent pride and his own disadvantages prevented him from retreating easily. Even though he knew that there might be a trap ahead, he began to secretly think of countermeasures and prepare for the upcoming showdown.

Guilliman led the Ultramarines forward steadily, their power armor making dull sounds as they stepped on the gravel ground, their rhythm firm.

The battlefield was dead silent, with only the occasional sound of grenade fire from afar, as if reminding people of the lurking danger.

As they approached a tall abandoned building, a sense of danger filled the air.

Guilliman was keenly aware that there were countless pairs of eyes watching from the dark.

In the shadows of this building, there are numerous Night Lords hiding. They are like hunters lurking in the darkness, waiting for the best opportunity to attack.

What made Guilliman even more alert was that one of the Primarchs, Curze, was also hiding here.

Curze hid in a dark corner on the upper floors of the building, watching the Ultramarines advancing below.

Night Haunter's breathing was steady and slow, but his heartbeat quickened slightly due to the upcoming battle.

The Night Lords around him were silent, their bolters tightly gripped in their hands, their eyes revealing a bloodthirsty gleam.

Guilliman raised his hand to signal the troops to stop, his eyes scanning the rubble of the building, trying to catch any trace of the enemy.

"Stay alert," he ordered the soldiers over the communication channel.

"The prey is in the shadows, and they may attack at any moment."

The Ultramarines quickly formed a defensive formation, with their shields crossed and their grenade launchers pointed forward. The air was filled with a tense feeling that was about to break out.

At this moment, a slight noise came from inside the building, as if someone was moving quickly in the dark.

Guilliman frowned slightly. He knew that the battle was about to begin. This confrontation with Curze and the Night Lords would be a tough and fierce battle.

The deathly silence of the ruins was suddenly broken, and the Midnight Ghosts emerged from the thick, inky shadows one after another, their movements swift and silent, like a group of ghosts crawling out of the dark abyss.

The grenade launchers in their hands spewed out tongues of fire, and the flames from the muzzles were particularly dazzling in the dim environment. In an instant, several Extreme Warriors fell in this unexpected attack, and their blood splattered on the cold ground.

The alarm sounded instantly throughout the Ultramarines' communication channels. Guilliman reacted extremely quickly, and the powerful power armor propelled him towards the scene like an arrow.

But when he arrived, the Midnight Haunter had already disappeared without a trace, leaving behind only a few smoking bodies of Ultramarines and the pungent smell of gunpowder in the air.

Guilliman's eyes were as sharp as torches as he scanned the ruins around him vigilantly. In his eyes, every shadow might hide a deadly threat.

"These guys are like ghosts, disappearing so quickly." An Ultramarine cursed softly through the communication channel.

Guilliman did not respond, his mind racing, analyzing the Night Haunter's movement patterns and possible hiding places.

After all, Guilliman knew very well that Curze and his Night Haunters would never give up. The next round of attack might come in the next second, and this ruin would become an even more cruel battlefield of life and death.

Curze's shadow in the dark once again sighed that this game was so vivid, especially the Ultramarines, but this was mainly because Guilliman uploaded the data to this game.

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Chapter 248 Guilliman fell again?

Guilliman squatted down and carefully examined the remains of his offspring, trying to find more clues from the wounds and surrounding traces.

He found that the angles and accuracy of the bolter's firing revealed the Night Lords' terrifying combat skills.

Although this is a game of data deduction.

But these wounds were not inflicted randomly, but were carefully calculated, designed to kill with a single blow and to minimize the Ultramarines' power.

"Increase vigilance and don't miss any corner." Guilliman gave the order through the communication channel.

The Primarch stood up, the power sword in his hand trembling slightly, as if he was eager to fight the enemy again.

Suddenly, a faint sound came from the depths of the ruins, like the sound of some metal friction.

Guilliman reacted immediately, signaling the other Ultramarines to remain silent, and then quietly approached the source of the sound.

The Lord of Ultramar's footsteps were light and steady, each step hitting the solid ground with almost no sound.

As he approached the source of the sound, he discovered a hidden entrance to the basement.

The metal door at the entrance was half-closed, apparently having been opened recently.

Guilliman's heart tightened, his Primarch instinct told him that the Night Haunter was most likely hiding in this basement.

He gestured to the Ultramarines behind him, signaling them to prepare for battle.

Then, he took a deep breath and pushed open the basement door.

A pungent stench of decay hit me in the face, and the basement was filled with thick darkness, making it almost impossible to see anything.

In order to circumvent the capabilities of Curze and his legion, he deliberately added a lighting system to the power armor and turned on the lighting system on the power frame.

The strong light instantly illuminated the entire basement.

In the corner of the basement, he saw a group of Night Haunters, who were waiting quietly, their weapons aimed at the door.

"Fire!" Guilliman shouted and rushed in first.

The two sides instantly engaged in a fierce firefight, with the sound of grenade launchers and the roar of power swords intertwined and echoed in the basement.

The Night Haunters were more numerous than Guilliman had anticipated, and their attack was incredibly ferocious, each shot carrying a deadly threat.

The Ultramarines fought hard, but several fell under enemy fire.

Wielding his Power Sword, Guilliman cut through the enemy ranks with ease. His blade gleamed with a blue light, and every swing carried the weight of his life. His presence was a ghostly presence, making the Night Lords unable to defend themselves.

However, the Night Lords did not retreat in the face of Guilliman's bravery. As if driven by some powerful will, they rushed towards the Ultramarines without regard for their own lives.

During the fierce battle, Guilliman gradually discovered that the actions of the Night Haunters seemed to follow a certain pattern, and their attacks and defenses were coordinated very well.

He realized that this was most likely an operation commanded by Coates himself.

His brother is good at using darkness and fear to attack his enemies and is an extremely dangerous opponent.

"We must end this battle as soon as possible and not let Curze succeed." Guilliman thought to himself. He increased the intensity of his attack, dancing the power sword in his hand tightly, trying to break through the Night Haunter's defenses.

At this moment, a Night Lord suddenly rushed towards Guilliman from behind, with the grenade launcher in his hand pointed at his back.

Guilliman sensed the enemy approaching and quickly turned, blocking the enemy's attack with his power sword.

The bolter bullets hit the power sword, sending up a shower of sparks.

Guilliman swung his sword back, cutting the Night Lord into two pieces.

However, before he could catch his breath, several more Night Lords surrounded him.

Their numbers grew and their attacks became more and more fierce, making Guilliman gradually feel a little tired.

Just when the two sides were in a stalemate, a loud noise suddenly came from the entrance of the basement.

Guilliman was delighted, he knew that reinforcements were coming.

Sure enough, a group of Extreme Warriors rushed into the basement, and their joining immediately changed the situation on the battlefield.

The Night Lords were gradually caught in a dilemma under the double attack of the Ultramarines.

Realizing that the situation was unfavorable to him, Coates gave the signal to retreat.

The Night Lords began to evacuate quickly, their movements swift and agile, soon disappearing into the darkness of the basement.

Guilliman did not order a pursuit, as he knew that it would be very dangerous to pursue the enemy in such a dark environment.

Moreover, he also needed time to clean up the battlefield and treat the wounded.

He looked at the mess in the basement and knew that he could not defeat his brother in the shadows. He could only hold him back and defeat him with his operational advantages.

Then Guilliman gave the order to deploy the defense.

As time passed, the Ultramarines in the ruins began to deploy intensive defenses.

They set up multiple defense lines around the ruins and installed various advanced detection equipment to ensure that they could detect the enemy's attack in time.

Guilliman led an elite team deep into the ruins, searching for clues that the Night Lords might have left behind. He firmly believed that as long as they could find Curze's hiding place, they would be able to completely destroy this hateful enemy.

The game's data is processed intensively, allowing these warriors to act like real people.

In the days that followed, an atmosphere of tension permeated the ruins.

The Ultramarines remain at their posts day and night, always ready for the next enemy attack.

Guilliman and his elite team, through continuous exploration and investigation, gradually uncovered the secrets behind the Night Haunter.

As the investigation deepened, Guilliman and his elite team finally found Curze's hiding place.

It was a secret base hidden deep in the ruins, surrounded by various traps and defense facilities.

"Prepare for battle, my warriors, my sons. This time, we must completely destroy Curze and his Night Lords." Guilliman gave the final attack order. The Ultramarines took up their weapons and marched towards Curze's base.

As the Ultramarines approached Curze's secret base like a torrent of steel, the defense facilities around the base were activated instantly.

Energy shields rose like transparent barriers, and dense automatic weapon turrets spewed out deadly ammunition. Bullets and energy beams intertwined into a web of death, blocking the way forward.

Guilliman flashed, his Power Armor blasting out a fiery stream of energy, propelling him high into the air, avoiding the first volley of intense fire. He swung his Power Sword through the air, shattering the incoming energy beams, sending splattering blue light everywhere.

After landing, he immediately gave orders through the communication channel: "Spread out and advance, find the shield node! Use the ruins for cover."

The Ultramarines quickly dispersed, relying on their rich combat experience and tenacious will to shuttle through the hail of bullets. Sometimes they used the ruins of collapsed buildings as cover, and sometimes they used the smoke from the ruins to confuse the enemy's sight.

Unfortunately, a soldier was hit by an energy beam while running. The high temperature instantly melted a hole in the breastplate of his power armor. He fell to the ground with a bang, but still tried his best to throw the grenade in his hand towards the turret. With a loud "bang", a turret was reduced to pieces in the explosion.

Guilliman locked onto a shield node and rushed towards it as fast as a cheetah. Midnight Ghosts kept emerging from the darkness to block his way.

These Night Lords are ghostly figures, looming in the darkness, their weapons flashing with strange light.

Guilliman showed no fear, and swung his power sword with impenetrable force, killing the approaching enemies one by one.

Finally, he arrived in front of the shield node, jumped high, and slashed down with the power sword in his hand with endless power.

With a loud bang, dazzling sparks burst out from the shield nodes, and some shields flickered briefly.

However, at this moment, Coates' voice came through the base's loudspeaker system: "My brother, you have fallen into a trap. The moment you enter here, your failure and death are doomed."

As soon as he finished speaking, the ground suddenly shook violently, and countless mechanical spiders emerged from the ruins. These spiders were huge, with legs like sharp blades, and they pounced towards the Extreme Warriors with their fangs and claws.

Seeing this, Guilliman immediately adjusted his tactics: "Concentrate firepower and destroy these mechanical monsters first!" The Ultramarines quickly moved together and formed a tight battle formation. They opened fire with their grenade launchers and melta weapons at full power, turning the mechanical spiders in the front into scrap metal.

But there are a large number of mechanical spiders, constantly emerging from the ground.

In the fierce battle, several more Ultramarines were injured and fell.

Guilliman was extremely anxious. He knew that he could not continue to maintain this stalemate. He had to break through the defense line as soon as possible and find Curze.

He looked around and found a ventilation duct that might lead to the interior of the base.

"Follow me!" he shouted, leading several elite warriors, rushing towards the ventilation duct while resisting the attacks of mechanical spiders and Night Lords.

After paying a certain price in casualties, they finally succeeded in reaching the pipeline entrance.

Guilliman was the first to enter the ventilation duct, which was filled with a pungent smell and dim light.

They moved forward cautiously, when suddenly, they heard hurried footsteps in front of them.

Guilliman signaled everyone to stop, grip the power sword tightly, and prepare for a possible battle.