Warhammer: In the Name of Ashes.

Chapter 162 Death Guard, Golden Meteor
"*****! (Everything is empty!)"

Bang!
"I don't understand! Next time, use someone with a good tongue!"

Calvin, who chopped up the Chaos Space Marine in front of him together with his rusty chainsword, and chained them up with a halberd and burned them with psionic power, replied casually, wondering if the death guard heard it before it completely dissipated. ...

Smelly!What a stink!It stinks even when burned to ashes!
Looking at the blade of the halberd in his hand with some disgust, Calvin finally understood why this group of Mortarion's cubs were rarely seen on the battlefield of chaos.

Even the stasis force field on their bodies might not be able to stop the stench, and even the allies of Chaos may not be able to endure it for a long time.

As long as Calvin thinks of their appearance in the large-scale Chaos coalition army, he sympathizes with those Chaos space fighters from the bottom of his heart:

When this group of festering giants in green armor appeared on the battlefield, their blows to both the enemy and us obviously existed at the same time.

The Imperial side will accept the threat of their blight contagion, trying by all means to wipe it out before they even get close.

In contrast, Calvin's side of the devil, who never thought about it, seemed even more tragic...

As soon as he thought of this group of stinky guys standing beside him, the nature of the entire battlefield changed.

The morale of the entire Chaos side is increasing rapidly, and they will rush to all enemies in front of them furiously in an attempt to resolve the battle as soon as possible;
And if the goal cannot be achieved, it should be resolved as soon as possible and then return to the subspace. Thinking about it, it is actually a good choice...

The frontal battlefield has been mopped up, and Gavins behind him sent a message through the psychic channel:
+The target has been cleaned up, and there is no new source of chaos pollution nearby, please ask for instructions on the next step+
+Have you found their core base yet? +
Calvin asked back, under the cover of his spiritual energy were ten gray knight squads scattered within dozens of square kilometers.

+ no! +
+ no! +
+ No valid information yet! +
The voices of various teams came from the communication channel one after another, and more images and fluids of consciousness were exchanged.

The champion swordsmen scattered in various teams successfully acted as communication nodes for the entire team, transmitting their respective situations to their comrades deployed on the entire battlefield in real time.

Well, Calvin didn't expect to find the real master as soon as he landed, but the expected lack of information still made him a little disappointed.

Calvin, who had no choice but to pinch his nose, picked up the fragment of the chainsaw sword on the ground, and then tried to touch it with his own spirit wrapped in a thick layer of spiritual energy...

Knowledgeable hands!

With a buzzing sound, Calvin's vision began to blur, and everything around him began to go back in time with the derivation of spiritual energy:

The shattered stone slab was restored to its untrodden integrity, and the broken blade was reunited with the burnt body;

The figure of the death guard that reappeared in front of him retreated strangely into the distance until it disappeared somewhere at the end of the field of vision.

There is still more information being collected scatteredly, but as believers of Nurgle, they also have the blessing of the same gods. Calvin can't take the risk of exploring more deeply on the river of time, which is likely to lead to an ambush from the other party.

"East!" His voice came from the psionic channel.

Golden, who was more than ten kilometers away, stopped exploring when he heard the sound, and turned his head to lead the team to the direction indicated by Calvin.

The other teams also marched behind him tacitly, supporting the flanking barriers for the forward team several kilometers away.

This is the first time that Calvin has run the "Legion Mode" on such a large scale. Judging from the current feedback, the effect is not bad.

From his spiritual perspective, this company-sized Gray Knight is not a simple accumulation of numbers, or a scattered distribution.

Their wills were united under Calvin's hook, like a gigantic beast with teeth and claws, patrolling the surroundings with icy eyes, straddling the sky above the entire team.

In another brief encounter, ten Death Guards met Golden in the ruins of a hospital.

As Astartes, they didn't say much after meeting, and attacked each other with their respective tactics.

The head filled with the plague and curse was thrown by the death guards as a grenade, and then it was shot in mid-air under the precise shooting of the gray knights who had expected it.

The long-range weapons of both sides started roaring at the first time, and while the storm bolt bullets greeted each other with "kindness and friendliness", the characteristics of the two teams also revealed obvious differences through their respective tactics.

Nurgle's lackeys obviously had some stereotypes about these gray knights. They were still standing still according to their past experience, trying to rely on the evil god's blessing to forcefully absorb this round of damage.

But the instant reinforcements on both sides made it too late for them to regret, and they fell into the hail of bullets surrounded on three sides.

With just the first round of blows, at least half of the Death Guards lost their ability to fight, and the remaining ones also became fish on the sword in the eyes of the rushing gray knights, waiting for their execution.

The psychic Nemesis halberd crackled and charged towards the Death Guard under the brandishing of the leader Arbiter and Champion Swordsman.

The lead Death Guard sergeant's weapon was easily shredded, and before he had time to react, the blade of the Nemesis's halberd bit deeply into the rotten and twisted Mark III power armor.

The battle takes less than 1 minute from start to finish.

Hidden behind the seemingly smooth battle are high-intensity, high-precision, unavoidable firepower exchanges and bloody melee melee combat with psionic strikes.

These extremely specialized lethal effects would be impossible for mortal troops even if their numbers were increased a hundred times.

Their frail bodies can't even resist the aura of disease and plague that sticks to them, not to mention the reaction speed of those cumbersome weapons, it may be difficult to touch the corners of the clothes that sticks to it.

This is the war between the Astartes. The absolute amount of firepower projection is meaningless here. Only the ultimate effective killing can stop the existence of this kind of armor and firepower, agility and strength.

And this is also the main meaning of the existence of the Gray Knights.

Five minutes later, as the entire team continued to move forward, the Calvin team on the other side of the army also arrived here.

Under the increase of the will of the group led by him, he clearly saw that the other party had already noticed the abnormality here.

A force of no less than 30 Death Guards has begun to assemble right in front of the forward team.

Under their call, more countless walking corpses slowly approached from all around.

Behind these walking corpses, Calvin could vaguely see some figures wearing the uniforms of the local defense forces. The sound of the tracks of tanks and heavy artillery made Calvin understand that the main force of the opponent had arrived.

"Forward the troops and retreat!"

"Two wing squads began to intersperse!"

"The second-line troops move forward, and retreat directly after cutting through the encirclement!"

"The core team is ready to send the baby carriage, and the scalpel strike mode is on standby!"

The silent spiritual energy transmitted to the node ahead, and then returned quickly.

The gray knights on the battlefield also continued to intersperse in tacit understanding, and cleaned up the corpses on both wings before the distant enemy arrived.

The enemy's cumbersomeness and slow response are particularly obvious at this moment. They clearly have dozens of times the strength advantage but they can't use it at all.

This is the advantage of the "legion mode".

With the blessing of the "legion mode", they can completely ignore the pressure of the opponent's brigade, and often get stuck on the enemy's main fire boundary and jump repeatedly, continuing to drag the opponent's pace with a flexible posture.

With the blessing of the "Legion Will", the friendly forces on the two wings and the rear can accurately take advantage of the enemy's unstable foothold, use sharp surprises to chop up the team that the opponent is trying to outflank, and then use the information blessing of the entire front line to leave with one blow. Not wary.

If the entire battlefield is observed from a macro perspective, the asymmetry between the two sides is fully reflected at this moment.

This is the first time that the Gray Knights have appeared on the frontal battlefield against Chaos in a complete "legion mode", and it is also the epitome of the unique combat mode in the eyes of the enemy and friendly forces for a long time to come.

"The silent sharp blade always cuts precisely from the gaps in the opponent's bones." A certain Astartes chapter leader who had seen the complete process of the Gray Knight's battle said so.

"Duang!"

Zaratul, the commander of the Death Guard, did not know how many times he smashed the table in front of him, and his anger erupted uncontrollably from his heart.

Ever since he converted to his loving father, known for his peace of mind, losing control of his emotions had been a distant and strange thing.

But today, under the teasing of the enemy in front of him, he experienced anger for a long time.

Fortunately, everything is worthwhile, the outflanking of the two wings is already in place, and under the group charge of armored vehicles, an inevitable powerful sweep is about to be staged.

"These bugs like to jump!"

He was thinking bitterly, imagining how the other party was fighting against the charge of the Leman Russ heavy tank under the impact of the ground cannon. For a moment, he even recalled the glory of the Great Crusade era... Hum!

A huge psychic stand appeared under his feet, and the powerful shock wave tore the mortal officers beside him to pieces in an instant except for the Death Guard.

Before he could figure out the situation in front of him, twelve tall figures appeared in the middle of this dazzling aura.

Driven by the gray knight veterans, a total of twelve holy shield terminators just teleported over, and started killing all around on the spot!
"Decapitation strike!"

This idea just appeared in the mind of this [-]-year veteran of the legion era, and the same teleportation light behind him began to shine:

He even had time to turn his head to see that three giants as tall as knight titans were wielding three-meter-long-half-meter-wide swords as huge as door panels that filled his pupils...

Heaven's Punishment Fear Knight, debut!
The giant sword cut through, leaving the lower half of the death guards still standing in place, as for the upper half?Well, it's right there...

More than ten kilometers away, Calvin put down the war hammer "Mission" in his hand.

Just now, under his leadership, all the gray knights, backed by the will of the group, jointly undertook this ultra-long-distance precise teleportation strike.

And he himself raised his own warhammer later, and the psychic energy gathered around him was ready, ready to teleport into the field again at any time to deal with the opponent's possible opponents.

This is also the advantage of the gray knights in the legion era. The blessing of group will allows the gray knights who teleport to the past to fully exert the ultimate killing effect without having to bear too much burden.

Even under extreme conditions, they can teleport away again in a short period of time after completing the beheading, leaving the target's guards standing still...

But obviously, this is no longer necessary.

The core strength of the front line of defense has been destroyed, Calvin has little to do, just take advantage of the sluggishness of the rebels on both sides, and directly charge through the weak line of defense in front of him...

The strike cruiser on the orbit was already in place, and standing next to the body of the death guard sergeant who had just died in battle, Calvin smiled with satisfaction looking at the huge shock wave caused by the macro artillery shells in the distance.

The main force of the enemy army here has been completely wiped out, and until the altar used by the opponent to summon the evil god of the subspace is found, there is little point in staying here.

He picked up the opponent's scattered armor and injected Calvin's will into it.

Under the cover of the power of order, his spirit pushed back from the opponent's weapon through the power of the "hand of common sense", looking for the location of the altar.

The memory began to flow backwards, and everything the weapon touched appeared in Calvin's eyes in a strange black and white picture.

Killing...Marching...Killing...Marching...Pollution...Infiltration...Down...

Fragmentary images continued to appear in Calvin's eyes, until they descended from the subspace, Calvin in his memory saw the tall figure of Nurgle's Chosen leading all the Death Guards, and the other party happened to be a little suspicious looked at Calvin...

Calvin made a decisive decision and cut off the process of backtracking. The details in his memory were enough, and he knew the opponent's location on the ribbon formed by the magnetic field behind the opponent.

"Arctic!"

Going back in time along the weapon's memory, he finally found what he wanted.

Thunderhawk's figure appeared at the end of the sky amidst the roar of the engine, and Calvin, who had gathered his troops, walked quickly to the scheduled landing site.

This is an interlocking conspiracy. The troops spread out by the Death Guard now seem to be bait, and the real goal is to delay time.

The leader of the war gang is currently sitting in the underground of the North Pole, and the alien ruins there are their goals.

The "prolific people" who knew from nowhere the existence and usage of the ruins here are at a critical moment in the ceremony.

Unsurprisingly, according to their old rules, these "scientists" among the Death Guard are sacrificing the lives of the entire seven planets, trying to pray to their loving father.

They begged their loving father to scoop out a little juice from his artifact—the crucible of disease, to add their own color to the real universe.

These viruses from Nurgle himself will spread throughout the Orpheus sector through the teleportation function of that relic.

They are already close to success, the seeds of the virus have already dropped, and the cursed seeds can be spread instantly after the equipment in the ruins is warmed up.

There is not much time left for Calvin, but the cards in his hand have been exhausted.

Who else?Calvin thought about the mobile power available in his hands, and then finally locked his eyes on the guards of the imperial guards who were in charge of communication on the fleet.

"Call the Revenant Redeemer."

"Please speak."

"Which one is the guard of the Imperial Guard staying behind on this ship?"

Calvin held his breath, hoping someone trustworthy would show up.

"I'm Nicholas, Lord Calvin, please tell me if you have anything to say."

When this familiar voice came out of the microphone, Calvin subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.Then he immediately stated his intentions to the other party.

"Please go to the North Pole of Planet Tavala immediately! Stop the Chaos Ritual there at all costs! I'll be there soon!"

"Roger that!"

The Thunderhawk's trajectory gradually disappeared in the sky, and only the blue tail flame was faintly visible as the distance increased.

At the same time, a golden meteor is sliding down in orbit at an altitude of [-] meters.

　Two in one, update and ask for tickets.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)