Warhammer 40k, but I’m really not an angelic father!

At a street node, the remaining Weepers engaged in close combat with the oncoming Emperor's Children traitors.

Although the Inquisitors' orders came quickly, they were unable to prevent the traitors from entering the Middle Nest.

The brothers who stayed behind in the elevator shaft of Shangchao were the first to sacrifice. They were directly blown into pieces by the extremely destructive sonic bombs without even a chance to react.

This hateful traitor named Lucius led his men, the Emperor's Children, into the Middle Nest.

They are unworthy of the name of their legion!

"We are fighting for freedom, for the pursuit of what our bodies truly desire, while you, the tools of the false emperor, are still unknowingly deceiving yourselves!"

The silver-white sword blade and the lavender scimitar collided with each other. They were supposed to be as close as cousins, but now they stood on opposite sides.

They raised their weapons, intending to take each other's lives.

"Look at us now. We are perfect and flexible, even more powerful than you. In my eyes, you are just half a beat slower."

"You are nothing more than a toy for me to kill my boredom. If I wanted to chop off your head, I would have done it long ago."

Lucius had a wild laugh on his face, and the scimitar in his hand was flying up and down, attacking the wailer in front of him at all kinds of tricky angles.

Even the top swordsman of the Black Templar couldn't gain any advantage in front of him. How could this guy who only knew how to cry for the weak possibly defeat him?

He is just a tool to kill boredom!

With these thoughts in mind, Lucius raised his hands and directly knocked the chainsaw sword of the Weeper in front of him away.

But what he didn't expect was that this guy didn't stagger because of this, but took advantage of the time when he was putting away the knife to throw a punch with his backhand.

The sharp edge of his power armor drew a bloody mark on his face, and a faint stinging sensation continued to spread from his face.

Lucius didn't care about the pain, but he couldn't accept the cuts on his face.

Especially when you get scratched by a guy who isn't even worthy of looking at you straight in the eye.

"You are looking for death!"

"Even if I die, I can still tear a piece of flesh off you!"

Just as Lucius's blade was about to pierce the body of his fighting brother beside him, another Astartes from the Flesh Tearers rushed forward and knocked Lucius away.

By the way, he also tore off one of Lucius' ears.

This is a veteran of the First Company of the Flesh Tearers Chapter.

The severe pain of losing his ear continued to irritate Lucius's nerves. It had been a long time since he had suffered such an infuriating injury.

The last humiliation he suffered was when he was killed by the Black Templars. Even though he had taken over his body, that shame was still engraved in his mind.

He wasn't going to hold back.

Almost at the moment he stood up, the scimitar in Lucius's hand had already slashed out like a stream of light, and the ultimate target of the attack was the neck of the flesh tearer.

The speed was so fast that the latter could hardly react. When he wanted to raise his weapon to block, the blade was already infinitely close to the edge of his power armor.

At this moment, as the temperature dropped sadly, a light blue psychic chain whipped directly onto Lucius' body.

The sudden attack caused the blade in his hand to deviate from its position.

The blade that was originally intended to chop the Flesh Tearer's neck only ended up cutting a scratch on his helmet, enough to expose his face.

"Ah~ Valedin, you finally came out."

"Why, you don't plan to stay in that church of yours anymore?"

"I thought the glorious Emperor you mentioned would come to save you."

Seeing the real culprit appear, Lucius had no time to care about the two guys at hand. After kicking them away, Lucius roared directly towards Valedin's position.

The reason why we are leading a large-scale attack now is to completely wipe out the last resistance force on this planet.

I have to take over this place in one fell swoop before the real troublesome guy returns to the middle nest.

Lucius moved as fast as the wind.

But Valedin just calmly raised his right hand, and then directly whipped the opponent's face with a silver-blue light whip.

He spent his entire life studying how to use psychic energy, and even read the alien books of the Eldar for this purpose.

And now in his twilight years, he has mastered the use of psychic powers.

Even a true Eldar prophet would never be able to gain any advantage from him.

"Look at what you look like now. You're ridiculous and hideous, like a monster, like a beast, but definitely not like a human!"

The appearance of Valadin allowed the loyal Astartes to reorganize their defenses, and the defenses that had been breached by the Emperor's Children's surprise attack were once again filled by their fellow brothers who came to support them.

However, Lucius, who was in a rage, did not notice one detail, that is, these Weepers and Flesh Tearers who came to support were expecting something to happen.

"You're just a mere mortal! I can crush you into pulp with just a wave of my hand!"

"I am indeed a mere mortal, but I am far more resolute than you! Depraved scum like you are unworthy of the title of the Emperor's Son!"

It was naturally impossible for Valadin to fight Lucius in hand-to-hand combat with his mortal body. The ones who could really stop Lucius were two company champions from different regiments.

They had exchanged skills with the sword masters of the Black Templars, so the responsibility of preventing Lucius from getting close to Valadin fell on their shoulders.

The moment their swords touched the scimitar in Lucius's hand, they realized how difficult the man in front of them was.

Various attacks came from strange angles, sometimes directly at the ribs, and sometimes directly at the throat.

They couldn't figure out the pattern of Lucius's next move, so they could only respond to it as it came.

Fortunately, Valedin's psychic harassment prevented Lucius from attacking with all his strength.

The cooperation of the three of them plunged Lucius into the quagmire of battle.

The fighting here also attracted the attention of the two demon engines, but when they briefly stopped firing to turn their guns, the armored artillery of the planetary defense force spewed out fierce fire.

A limited number of super-large caliber armor-piercing shells were used in this fire suppression operation, and among these warheads with penetrating and implosive effects, there was also a small amount of ash shells made from the ashes of the untouchables.

It is Valentino's most precious treasure that has been preserved since the reconquest.

These ash shells, imbued with the power to isolate the Warp, temporarily disabled the Daemon Engine's incomprehensible defenses, allowing the armor-piercing rounds to carve a large hole in its armor.

"The opportunity has come!"

Chapter 54 I Will Watch from Beneath the Golden Throne

The sudden and effective attack made Lucius feel something was wrong, but the sound of the huge engine really caught his attention.

When Lucius turned his gaze towards the source of the engine sound, a figure frightened him.

The archangel, who was not supposed to be in the middle nest, was now flapping his wings and roaring towards one of the demon engines. His flying speed even exceeded the convoy of troop transports below him.

In his sight, the convoy split into two parts while speeding, the large group headed straight for another demon engine, while the small group chased Sandales closely.

At this point, even the dumbest person would realize that he has fallen into a trap.

Lucius wanted to withdraw from the battle and return to the rear to order his troops to intercept Sandales, but the two company champions and Valedin who had been fighting with him held him back.

This is the critical moment. I must not let this guy in front of me affect my father's mission. Even if I have to sacrifice my life, I must stop him here.

The two company champions pressed forward together, swinging their swords to unleash the most deadly killing moves.

One of their swords went straight for the head, while the other went straight for the heart.

Lucius realized the danger was coming, turned around and drew his sword to deflect the two attacks that were aimed at his fatal parts.

"You are a bunch of troublesome bugs!"

Lucius gritted his teeth and cursed the guys in front of him who were hindering him. Because of the sneak attack just now, he lost his last chance to give the order to block the attack from the rear.

If he had just successfully issued the order, the troops in the rear could have fired into the air to prevent Sandales from approaching the Demon Engine.

Even if we can't stop him on the spot, we can delay his actions until the demon engine recovers its self-defense weapons.

But at this time, Sandales had already crossed the range of the Demon Engine's self-defense weapon, and the opponent was already standing in the armor gap created by the artillery fire.

And those guys who were rushing towards the demon engine in the troop carriers have also arrived at the foot.

"It's useless for you to stop me. The Demon Engine itself can..."

Amidst Lucius's self-righteous sarcasm, the loud explosion once again penetrated his ears.

That was the sound of the Valkyrie aircraft exploding.

In order to stop the Demon Engine from operating during the decapitation operation in Sandales, two Valkyries simply carried hell warheads with huge destructive power and directly crashed into the Demon Engine's command room.

The fire and shock of the explosion resounded throughout the entire area around the demon engine, including where Lucius and the others were.

The command room was directly detonated, and even the demon engine stopped working at this moment, and the huge and filthy body completely stopped in place.

But everyone understands.

It is only a matter of time before the destructive powers of the Warp take over these foul creations again. The real factor that determines the success or failure of all this is whether the decapitation team can detonate the bomb in the Warp energy reactor of the Daemon Engine.

Lucius looked at all this in a state of amazement. He suddenly felt that in terms of madness, he was probably not as crazy as those who had seen the archangel.

The humans' reactions now were as enthusiastic as if they had seen a real God.

"You made a fatal mistake."

Valedin's old voice woke Lucius from his shock in an instant, but it was too late for him to react. Several psychic chains tied his limbs tightly to the ground.

After a brief attempt, Lucius was shocked to find that he was unable to break free from the psychic chains cast by the old man.

And from a very strange perspective, he even felt that he was facing an Eldar prophet or even a demon of the Lord of Change, rather than a human being.

At least in his memory, apart from Malcador and his students, no other psychic could use psychic power so skillfully as a mortal. It was as if Valadin did not need any preparation at all when using psychic power.

"You exposed your defenseless back to a psychic who has dedicated his life to the Empire and has read every psychic book there is."

"If my body hadn't reached its twilight years, this wouldn't be as simple as a psychic chain."

Lucius wanted to turn his head to look at the hateful old man, but soon the severe pain almost tore his body apart.

The two long swords pierced through his body, but they did not attack his vital points like just now.

The tips of the two swords were inserted into the ground, while the blades passed through his ribs and sternum respectively, without hurting any of his internal organs or vital points, while still being able to firmly grip his bones.

Haha, these two champions have a very accurate understanding of the body structure. They can insert the sword into the gaps between the bones so quickly and accurately.

"Why don't you kill me? This is your honor. Cut off my head and prove your strength to your battle brothers."

Lucius hoped to use words to seduce the two company champions behind him.

If any of them would find glory in killing themselves, he could, through the blessing of the Prince of Pleasure, possess and take over their bodies from the Warp.

"Kill you so you can find another body and continue living, right?"

Lucius' eyes widened at what Valedin said. He had never told anyone about this, and even the Inquisition should not know his secret.

The two company champions guarded Lucius on both sides to prevent other Emperor's children who were fighting from rushing over to rescue him.

"Sometimes you're not all in this together. Other beings will always provide us with information for some useful or useless benefit."

"So after I gave a copy of a book to a certain blue-robed villain, I learned some useful information from him."

Valedin's body passed Lucius step by step, and then he looked at this guy who was gradually becoming dull in indulgence and depravity with his cunning eyes full of life experience.

He had been worried that Lucius would be able to see through his thoughts, but because of his arrogance and pride, he exposed his most fatal weakness to him.

"If these two company champions and I really wanted to kill you, I could have sacrificed my own life to accomplish this goal. However, the reason I didn't do it is because I already know your secret."

"Lucius the Immortal can actually be resurrected time and time again through the bodies of others, simply because the person who killed him felt honored by it."

"I have to say, this is quite ironic, isn't it?"

"But don't worry, you probably won't be able to come back in a short time. I don't plan to kill you, but to exile you."

"After all, I'm just acting as bait now, and you're an extra victory."

Looking at Valentino's withered hand gradually approaching his head, Lucius suddenly felt that coming to Valentino this time was the stupidest choice he had made.

This old man is a lunatic!

He was going to sacrifice the last bit of fuel in his body, just to send himself back to the warp!

This is not worth it at all!!!

"The Blood God didn't get what he wanted, so he became furious in the War Veil. Even this dying old man like me can hear his roar."

"Combined with his desire for something good, I plan to send you there with a little bit of heretical knowledge."