Emperor's Bane

Chapter 78 Landing

The Dark Angel's fleet split through layers of defense lines made of steel and engines, rushing into a bloody route amidst the tide of Ran Dan's army.

This scene isn't the first, it won't be the last, or even any one in particular.

In the past five Terra Standard Years, this scene has been repeated over countless star regions, countless galaxies, and even countless worlds, or the strong ships and guns of the First Legion ripped apart another set of alien empires. Blasphemous husks, or Ran Dan's army rumbling through the human defenses, burying hundreds of dark angels in the deadliest void with indescribable electronic pulses and dark matter weapons.

In the desolate, empty, and lifeless galaxies in the northeastern part of the Milky Way, the First Legion and Ran Dan's army constantly changed their offensive and defensive identities, writing the history of the war with hundreds of millions of bones and elegy process.

This is just another small step.

The one rushing to the front is the [Sword of Purity], which is the spoils captured by the First Legion in a war that has been forgotten. No one except the Primarch himself and the captain who controls this huge warship I remember when and where it joined the army of the Dark Angels, but this did not prevent it from fighting for the will of the Lord of Humanity. The flames poured from the strange muzzle were even more terrifying than ordinary battleships. It easily melted Ran Dan's front.

After it, there are [Kor's Pride], [Holy Knight Hall], [Hrud's Disaster Star]...

Every warship represents a great tradition, a glorious victory, or a powerful firepower capable of killing the Legion and the world. The shadow of death fell from the sky on the world.

Flocks of warships of the First Legion marched along this bloody path, ensuring that every inch of territory captured by the Dark Angels would never be taken by Randan again. Frigates and drones shuttled through the largest war engines Between, to fill the final vacancy of the dense firepower network.

And after layer after layer of intertwined death, there is the huge shadow of [Indomitable Truth] that can make a war lose all suspense. The flagship of the Primarch is like a queen of glory on the battlefield. Do it yourself, countless steel knights and attendants swarm around it, scrambling to crush any opponent who dares to approach it into ashes.

Since the battle broke out, it has never fought, never drank blood, never stopped its footsteps, the most powerful warship has a task far more important than killing the enemy himself: to accompany her The direction and rhythm of the advance, countless imperial warships also changed their direction and firepower accordingly, and the changes of those who approached affected the warships farther away, until the entire large fleet followed the action of the "Indomitable Truth" And Qi Qi changed.

From one end of the galaxy to the other, the fleet of the First Legion was scattered in the shadows of a dozen worlds, and Ran Dan's manic electronic harassment never stopped, even between two adjacent warships it was difficult Fully communicated, but relying on the silent command of the Glorious Queen, the Empire's Grand Fleet maintains a slow but effective rhythm.

And when the Primarch immediately issued an order to make the [Indomitable Truth] point directly at the most important fortress world, the once slow rhythm danced crazily with the suddenly accelerated speed of the Queen of Glory. In the blink of an eye, an imperial fleet condensed into a great sword that spanned the galaxy, unstoppably clearing all obstacles to Jonson's goal.

One Terra standard time later, the last Randan warship that blocked the road was also smashed to pieces under the artillery fire. The vanguard of the First Legion arrived in the fortress world, but their mission was far from over: in the sky above the fortress world, there is still With countless huge sky fortresses and a large number of Randan battleships, they do not intend to give up the air supremacy of this world.

The First Legion is like a spear, it has now penetrated deeply into this galaxy, into the softest core area of ​​Ran Dan's army, but this is not enough to kill this overly large prey, the spear's The body has already pierced the heart, but every layer of shell and every piece of flesh it pierced has not completely died, and is still struggling crazily.

From Mandeville Point, to the left and right sides of the stars, and then to Randan's core fortress world, every place is fighting, every place is burning, and more war engines appear one after another from the shadows, fanaticism plunged into the endless whirlpool of death.

Even on the front line where the [Indomitable Truth] came, the war continued, and more Randan warships noticed the gap opened by the Dark Angel. They were expelled from the deadly area, but in the face of the rage that the Queen of Glory finally began to roar, all resistance and counterattacks were nothing but increasing the scattered steel fragments in the interstellar space.

But even so, these powerful, crazy, profane, and respectable aliens still did not flinch in the slightest, just like what happened in every war in the past, just as the Sandalwood Order summed it up: after their leaders were cut off Before the head, Ran Dan's army will only rush to the meat grinder of blood and death with an extremely fanatical attitude.

[The more violent the beast struggles, the more we really hit the nail on the head. 】

When more and more figures of Ran Dan blaspheming the battleship appeared in his emerald green pupils, Zhuang Sen couldn't help thinking of this sentence.

She does know a little about hunting.

The Primarch stared dumbly at another battleship of Ran Dan disappearing under the fire of the "Indomitable Truth". He squinted his eyes and watched the projection of the "World Six" in front of him being completely completed on the electronic screen. He was sure that Ran Dan's command organization was in this world.

This is not a difficult reasoning. Ever since the [Indomitable Truth] sailed into this galaxy under his command, he has driven this battleship, involving the entire fleet of the First Legion, on Ran Dan's front. The purpose of launching tentative attacks and intrusions is to find the deadliest target: Ran Dan's command center.

When he discovered that when the bow of the [Indomitable Truth] was pointing at the seemingly ordinary [World Six], the assembly and defense of the Randan warships were obviously more impatient, impulsive and even reckless, and their firepower significantly enhanced.

He knew that he had found the goal.

It's not a complicated trick, he's learned it by himself when he's hunting or hunting in the deep woods of Caliban: beasts can be cunning, they hide their power by confronting and roaring. Intent, but as long as they launch a few quick detailed attacks, their instinctive reaction will expose their most vulnerable places.

The alien is nothing more than a beast.

Zhuang Sen watched silently as the last obstacle to the surface was swept away. Ran Dan's warships were still counterattacking, but the Dark Angel's fleet had already firmly occupied an area above [World Six], an area enough for airborne The area where the action takes place.

And at this moment, two different footsteps sounded from behind Zhuang Sen.

Everything is just right.

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【Coss, you will take over my command. 】

[Arachos, gather your knights and prepare to land with me. 】

Zhuang Sen's order was carried out most thoroughly. The Ninth Knights and all the [-] people began to appear and shuttle in the corridor of the battleship, and assembled in front of the airdrop pod in the blink of an eye.

Accompanied by the killing warriors entering it, these iron cages filled with deadly gods of death listened to the sound of the hatches of the battleship being opened, and the pure black light in the void began to caress these silent death transporters. There are silent red-yellow ripples in it, which is the still unceasing struggle for air supremacy.

Huge iron claws grabbed these death iron coffins, picked them up one by one out of the battleship, and placed them around the ship's railings, placed in the shadow of the void, as if a god was showing off the sword in his hand .

And Jonson stood in front of his exclusive drop pod, frowning, but fortunately, before he completely lost his patience, he heard the unique sound of footsteps.

This time, the sound of footsteps seemed a little flustered, losing its once leisurely rhythm.

【you are late. 】

Looking at the silver figure walking quickly, the Primarch's voice was as indifferent as ever.

Then, he raised his eyebrows slightly, sensing the chaotic breath in the air, which came from Morgan's side, and he recognized that it belonged to some kind of spiritual energy.

【what happened? 】

[The observation task just now disturbed my psychic thinking network, but it has been controlled and will not affect the next task. 】

She spoke quickly, and the Primarch could see drops of sweat hanging from her temples.

Johnson nodded and did not continue to ask.

With his order, the hook was withdrawn, the blazing flame of the thruster lit up the void, and dragged out a long cloud of smoke like a shooting star. Countless gunboats closely followed the smoke and dust, never giving up Flying out of the shadow of the Veritas, protecting both sides of the airdrop pod, and behind them, the hundreds of laser weapon arrays and gun barrels of the Veritas Indomitable and other battleships are launching at all costs They fired salvos, suppressing all the anti-aircraft firepower of Ran Dan's aliens on the ground as much as possible.

The first batch of dozens of airdrop pods quickly tore through the emptiness in the outermost layer of [World No. [-]]. Their shell armor emitted a dazzling light that gradually changed colors when they passed through the atmosphere: from red to Flames, orange burning, and finally clusters of pure white miniature suns streaked across the sky like a violent meteor shower. The fierce tropospheric hurricane and strong friction caused these several-ton metal creations to shake uncontrollably from side to side.

But the biggest threat is not these. Ever since these pure white meteors began to appear from the sky, the fortress colony full of Randan warriors on the ground instantly poured out terrible flames enough to burn the world. Tens of millions of flames With the cannonballs pounced on these falling gods of death, most of them turned into nothingness in front of the same roaring Stormbird gunboat, while the rest hit the invisible protective cover around all the airdrop pods, Like a torrential rain pouring into a pond, there are countless ripples.

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Inside the airdrop pod, Morgan frowned.

She was sitting in the second seat on the left of Jonson, next to him was Aragos, the Grand Master of the Ninth Knights, and on the other side was a legion mentor named Astra.

This is a carefully chosen position, because Jonson's greatsword is always held in his right hand, which means that as long as the Primarch raises his hand slightly, the edge of his sword can be pointed at Morgan's neck .

But Morgan's irritability is not about this, nor is it about Ran Dan who is rampaging outside the airdrop pods and firing empty fire: as long as she is not directly hit by a battleship's main gun, the layer of psionic shield she placed outside all airdrop pods It is impeccable.

She was upset about other things.

Sweat, sweat gathered on the temples again, she felt a little headache, and the emotion called irritability was stirring in her heart like a waking volcano.

And all of these originate from her heart, her sea of ​​soul, her kingdom of thinking that was divided up by three evil gods. At this moment, there has become a mess, countless Alien souls roamed wantonly on the ground and in mid-air, interfering with her thoughts.

In the past five years, even Morgan himself didn't know how many alien souls she had devoured, but there was no doubt that the twins of desire and greed had been driving her to join every fierce battle with Ran Dan, to devour and plunder more alien souls. many.

And this excessive greed has its own consequences.

out of control.

Things got a little out of hand.

But it's not completely out of control, she still has everything firmly in her hands and can figure out how to remedy it.

In fact, Morgan realized this very early on. She devoured too many souls, so many that she couldn't calm down and truly digest them. These dazed lonely souls were randomly thrown into her In the realm of thinking, although they are not a threat in themselves, when the number reaches such a huge level, it will cause trouble.

This occasional headache, irritability, and lack of concentration were only the slightest conscripts, but Morgan's naturally cautious and crazy personality caught it all at once, and she didn't intend to delay the matter because she couldn't be sure of her own. The upper limit is there, maybe as long as she devours even one soul, it will completely overwhelm her thinking country.

She had to figure it out.

When this kind of thought sprouted, the most violent shock hit suddenly, as if the airdrop pod had smashed into something heavily, and there was a sound of earth shaking and mountain shaking.

Apparently, they landed.

The bolts were loose, the hatch was peeled off, and the restraint cage was also cracked with these actions. The loud noise and ruthless air waves pierced everyone's ears, and the night that looked white in the firelight also took the opportunity to Sprinkle your own light back here.

But before Morgan's eyes could adapt to the light, a swift and huge figure flashed past her eyes.

Leon-Jonson, like a real lion who has been hungry for more than ten days, rushed into the night impatiently, raised his gun and waved his sword blade impatiently, and cleared out the most basic elements in the blink of an eye. the foothold.

Morgan took a deep breath, she stood up, and after all the Astartes rushed out one after another, she slowly blew a breath into her palm, and then slowly walked into the night.

And on her fingertips, there were countless hissing sounds faintly. If you listen carefully, you will find that it is the wailing of thousands of souls.

(End of this chapter)