Man in warhammer, war with rust

Chapter 48, buy one get one free
It seems that he has noticed Yang Chen's repeated glances, but Guilliman's extremely high self-restraint made him not show any dissatisfaction.

After looking at it for a while, Yang Chen seemed to realize that his behavior was a little rude, and withdrew his gaze that glanced back and forth at the other party.

He has always been curious about the difference between the Primarch and the Astartes.Obviously to mortals, Brother Astartes, who is as strong as a demigod, is as weak as an ant in the eyes of the Primarch.

But it seems that apart from the height, the father of the blue father in front of him does not seem to be any different from the other Astartes monks.

Although directly using spiritual energy to invade the opponent's body can tell the specific difference, doing so is basically no different from provocation. Yang Chen will not cause a war between the Human Empire and the Human Federation for his own curiosity.

"The leader of the human federation, it is a pleasure to meet."

Guilliman's voice sounded thick and serious, but it was a bit of a hammer anyway, which was really in line with the style of the painting.

"Spiritual people, then what is the purpose of your coming here?"

Clara glanced at Guilliman, who was talking to herself, only to feel the chills all over her body explode, and her life-and-death instinct cultivated in years of fighting was frantically reminding her to stay away from the guy in front of her.

"Vengeance, the guy who called himself Chaos Warmaster destroyed our infinite circuit."

While speaking, Clara quietly retreated behind the supreme prophets.

Without caring about Clara, Yang Chen looked at Guilliman again.

"Which Chaos Warmaster really has been fighting with the planet Cadian like a fool until now?"

"Yes, as long as anyone who understands the military can guess that the reinforcements have basically arrived at this point in time, if they don't come, then the enemy is ready to encircle them."

Yang Chen frowned when he heard Guilliman's words.

"So, that Chaos Warmaster is fishing?"

"Whether it's fishing or not, we should go. Let him know what horrors he's caught."

As the words fell, Robert Guilliman took the lead in putting on his helmet, and took the spaceship to leave the world engine to return to his flagship.

Looking at the imperial fleet that had already launched the fleet and began to encircle Abaddon, Yang Chen also greeted Clara.

"Let's go too, otherwise let alone the soul, I'm afraid we won't even be able to distinguish a body."

.........

Countless ship-borne artillery seemed to form a laser storm, pouring a torrent of barrage towards Abaddon's fleet.

Chaos fleet has unfortunate warships hit by artillery fire every moment, turning into gorgeous fireworks.

This Chaos Fleet was like a piece of fish that could be slaughtered by others, and was beaten madly by the Eldar, the Empire of Humanity, and the Federation of Humanity.

It's not that the Chaos Fleet, which has not been beaten, wants to rush over for a gang jump, but the tens of kilometers of ship-killing swords created by the ship-killing knife modules of the Yinghuo-class starship and the Yuehua-class starship directly persuaded them to repel them. .

Under the cutting of that beautiful satin-like laser-like weapon, the sturdy cruiser was easily cut open like tender tofu hit by a long knife.

The World Engine and the Ark World of the Spirit Race directly activated the leap function, dashed into the most central position of the Chaos Fleet, and started a frenzied slaughter.

Yang Chen glanced at the current battle situation.

Outside the surrounded Chaos fleet, the various types of warships of the three forces could not see the limit at a glance.

Countless fighter planes swept across the starry sky, interweaving iron curtains in the Chaos fleet.

Several decapitation squads composed of three-party forces are scattered all over the combat headquarters, ready to go.

"How did the flying dragon ride the face lose?"

This is the only thought in Yang Chen's heart right now.

"Report leader, we have discovered the flagship of Chaos Warmaster Abaddon. The opponent is located to the left of the center of the Chaos fleet."

Just as Yang Chen was thinking about how to torture Abaddon, the voice of the battleship commander on the front line entered the battle meeting room.

Guilliman sitting in the battle conference room, the supreme prophets, Yang Chen looked at each other a few times, immediately grabbed his weapon and started running towards Abaddon's specific location.

after an hour.

The Miao Yuan spear in Yang Chen's hand stabbed forward fiercely, and the majestic spiritual energy gathered on the tip of the spear and stabbed straight at Abaddon.

"Damn it! How can the leader of this human federation be so strong?"

Abaddon narrowly blocked the opponent's blow with the usual.

But then, a long spear with a fate rune condensed in the hands of a supreme prophet attacked from another angle.

At this time, Abaddon had just blocked Yang Chen's attack, and it was too late to turn around and block another attack.

Makes it reluctant to know the specific spiritual energy in that place, and wants to force the next.

Peng!
With the explosion of a body being bombarded.

Abaddon's body was like being run over by a big mountain, and he vomited blood and flew out.

But it wasn't over yet, Guilliman, who was standing on the side, saw the opportunity and took a step forward. Then, like a cannonball, he rushed towards Abaddon who was flying backwards.

The long sword in his hand slashed towards Abaddon's right hand with a thunderous force.

With a shrill scream.

Abaddon's right arm with the Horus-powered claw was chopped off, along with his shoulder.

Guilliman glanced at the power claw with a complicated look, and then kicked the arm away with one kick.

He walked slowly towards Abaddon, who was exhausted and fell to the ground like a dead dog.

He raised the long sword in his hand and aimed it at the opponent's head.

But before he could cut it down, ripples suddenly appeared in the space behind Abaddon.

Then a man walked out of the ripples.

The man has white hair, wears dark red power armor, and holds an ominous long sword in his hand.

"My dear brother, after so many years, you still..."

Halfway through the man's words, his throat seemed to be stuck by something, and he looked at the scene with an ugly expression.

He saw Abaddon lying on the ground like a dead dog. Guilliman was standing beside him with a long sword and looked at him coldly.

And the group of Eldar people Fugen standing nearby also recognized their identity, Supreme Prophet.

I'm not afraid of the previous self, but this is a group.

As for Yang Chen, who was standing in front of the Supreme Prophet, the amount of spiritual energy in his body even made Fugen feel like he was facing Magnus.

"Yo? And buy one get one free."

As Yang Chen spoke, he walked towards the white-haired man with a grin.

The nearby Supreme Prophets and Robert Guilliman also began to surround Fuggan from all directions, blocking his retreat route.

"My dear brother, you haven't seen any progress for so many years."

(End of this chapter)