Warhammer 40: My Fiancée Fulgrim

After all, if you could write an article called "My Wife, Primarch Fugrim," you could become a celebrity in the Imperial Legion and even in all the Astartes Legions.

Moreover, Casca didn't use this connection when he was promoted.

"Just saying."

Lucius shrugged slightly.

"Alright, let's stop chatting for now," Casca said gravely. "Our gunboats are about to board the enemy flagship; prepare for battle."

"okay."

Boom!

The plasma cannons on top of the gunboat blasted away the alien defenders, clearing a landing area for the landing.

As the hatch panels slammed shut, the Emperor's son, Astartes, clad in heavy powered armor, emerged from the gunboat with heavy yet resolute steps.

when!

Heavy shields were placed in front of the group, and the entire tactical squad surrounded the technical soldiers in the center who carried a large number of detection devices, forming a tree-like dispersed formation.

This was the first time in a long time that Casca had taken out this shield to go to the front lines to face the enemy.

In previous battles against the Nephilim, Fugrim always insisted on personally leading the fight against the aliens, leaving Kasgar to command from the rear.

After using psionic flames for a long time, there are few times when you can take the gun and shield back into battle.

Speaking of psionic flames

It seems that ever since the last golden-red crack extended to the entire right arm, this crack has remained unchanged, like a progress bar stuck at 99.9% of a download.

But that’s fine.

If he were to be covered in cracks and explode, he had no idea what kind of monstrosity he would become.

The reference is no longer a human-like crow storm, but rather the "Ascension Demon" Crow King.

Even the demon-slaying Luo Jia would exclaim that a demon has arrived upon seeing this.

While maintaining formation and waiting for the technical sergeant to scout out, Casgar couldn't help but think to himself.

"The detection results are in: there are no Philistine ambushes in the vicinity. I have sent the detailed detection map to your helmets; please check and verify it."

"Okay. Follow me into the corridor on the right ahead, and plant explosives in the last room at the end of the road to blow up the path."

As he spoke, Casca raised his shield and slowly strode forward.

He did not lower his guard because of the technical sergeant's words.

Although bird divination tools are accurate most of the time, problems often occur on the rare occasions.

Don't let your guard down.

Raising his shield high, Casca scanned the surroundings with his sharp eyes through the sights on the boarding shield.

No exception.

No exception.

No.

call.

After the ten-person team nervously inspected and passed by this alien warship, which was not much different from human spaceships (according to research and analysis, it is very likely that the Naphians have brainwashed many human crew members and engineers).

The group maintained their previous formation and stood facing the room with the thinnest walls in the scan.

"what happened?"

Lucius, unable to contain himself, was the first to ask a question.

"Is there a problem?"

"Why are all the Philistines gone? How can there not be a single person here when it's the most crucial and heated period of defection?"

"I didn't see even a single human slave crew member."

who knows?

The prince beside him did not reply, but simply stood still in his previous posture, waiting.

"Alright, this is the spot. Get ready to install the thermal explosives."

Casgar himself found it extremely strange that the interior of the warship was completely empty after a scan.

There shouldn't be so many cabins completely empty.

The room next to the corridor where Casca and his group landed was identified through scanning as the location of the Xenomorphs' activities, and the environment where the Nephilim had lived could even be seen.

But right now there's not a single person here.

boom!

With a loud bang and a cloud of dust billowing into the air, a large hole was blasted open on one side of the room, big enough for two Astartes to pass through.

"Follow me, prepare to probe the surrounding environment."

As the dust settled, a silver-white corridor with a minimalist, futuristic feel was revealed.

It is very different from the green-skinned "My Omnisaiah" style of the Empire of Man.

But there was still no one there.

Whether they are alien Nephilim or human slaves.

"Walk along the corridor, paying close attention to changes in your surroundings."

"We are now rendezvousing with the boarding squad of the Word Bearers."

As he spoke, Casca cautiously took a step forward.

Another step.

wrong!

"On the ceiling!!!"

It was something that came from an unknown source, whether it was psychic perception or intuition, that made Kaska shout out instantly.

Almost simultaneously, the explosive gun in his hand fired a large number of bullets into the sky.

Boom boom boom!

He looked up urgently, but there was still nothing there.

Apart from a hole blasted out by a bomb and the surrounding charred remains, the ceiling is still a pure white expanse, unchanged.

But Casca could sense something unusual moving rapidly above the silvery-white metal plate!

"Get down!!!"

Casca continued firing relentlessly at the ceiling.

Meanwhile, the Imperial Prince squad members beside him, unaware of what was happening, all raised their explosive guns and aimed them upwards as a warning.

Tear it apart!

Perhaps provoked by Casca's provocation, the other party finally attacked him.

Like tearing a piece of fragile paper, the mysterious creature's claws lashed out towards Casca's location the instant they ripped open the metal panel on the ceiling.

Like a scarlet whirlwind.

"Step aside!"

"I don't want to hurt you, get out of here!!!"

The demon roared.

I rely on?

Evil. Demon?

Demons have begun to appear in this physical universe?

After an initial moment of surprise, Kasgar lunged forward, raising his right hand high to shield himself against the demon's claws.

Who cares if demons appear in the physical universe? All demons shall die!

I must say, this demon is quite powerful.

Upon initial contact, a mark approximately half a centimeter deep appeared on the master-crafted boarding shield in his hand.

This is a work from Fugrim. The fact that it can leave even a slight mark on such a divine artifact shield is enough to demonstrate the sharpness of the opponent's claws.

However, judging from the trajectory of the claws, it seems that the opponent really only wanted to destroy the shield and did not aim for Casca's body.

If it were a regular tactical squad, they might actually have been wiped out by this powerful demon.

Unfortunately, the Casca are not your average tactical squad.

The instant the claws left marks on the heavy boarding shield, Kasgar lowered his center of gravity, forcefully raised his shield and pressed forward, seizing the moment when the opponent's arm tightened, and used his own strength to fight the opponent head-on.

With power that was almost impossible for a Space Marine to possess, the demon was forced to stagger back several steps.

Immediately afterward, as the demon retreated to prepare for another counterattack, a golden-red flame instantly ignited the longsword in Kaska's hand, and slashed towards the demon.

Even if the demon's skin could withstand the sword strike, the large amount of golden-red flames attached to it clung to the demon's body like maggots clinging to its bones.

The once indestructible demon skin seemed to have encountered its strongest nemesis, gradually melting like butter under the scorching flames, and the air rippled with slight distortions and flickers.

"Warspace fire?!"

A terrified shriek came from the demon's throat.

It had no idea that the person before it could actually wield flames powerful enough to incinerate any creature in the warp!

Who could have predicted that?

In the entire galaxy, how many people know how to use Warp Fire, which can erase and destroy everything in the warp?

Unfortunately, he ran into one today.

The demon, left with no choice but to accept its misfortune, was instantly engulfed by the flames in Kaska's hand, letting out a shrill scream.

hiss.

Only then could Kasgar see the other's face clearly through the large shield, and he turned his gaze to the unusual demon.

This demon seems different from the ones Casca usually encounters.

Compared to ordinary chaotic demons, this thing's body seems to be wrapped in a layer of terracotta armor.

It looks more like it was transformed from a human.

As for his shoulder armor, which is connected to his flesh and blood, it seems to be the style of the Word Bearers.

Casgar: "?"

It is able to connect flesh and blood with power armor, and it is also the power armor of the Word Bearers.

Excluding the possibility that the Word Bearer suddenly mutated, it seems there is only one possibility left.

Not a demon.

He's an enchanted warrior?!

Overwhelmed with shock, Kasgar even weakened the intensity of the flames in his hands.

this.

What have you all done to me?

The Great Expedition was only halfway through, and even Horus hadn't become the War Master yet, and you, Luo Jia, had already created the Enchanted Warrior.

BYD Xiaoma was at most just playing Pokémon at this point, and you've already gotten involved with the Blessed Child?

Awesome.

Luojia, you're even more awesome than Magnus.

Taking advantage of the moment when the flames in Kasgar's hand weakened, the monster hurriedly retreated, shaking off the warp fire that had stained its body, and looked in the direction where Kasgar had been with lingering fear.

His eyes had become clearer after being scorched by the flames.

"I do not wish to be your enemy, human. I am not a demon."

Its deep red face, covered with fangs and sharp teeth, emitted a low, guttural roar like that of hell.