Protoss in Warhammer

Chapter 215 203. Badab’s last battle ([-])
When can he have his true freedom?
In the indifferent wilderness, a primitive man wearing a blood-stained deerskin coat and holding a flint spear tightly in his hand was moving forward cautiously.He held his breath and moved forward slowly.

His tribe has been destroyed by the enemy, and his family has either become a trophy or all been killed.But in the Ice Age, that was just an ordinary thing, and now he must fight for his own tomorrow.

He had been walking on the desolate North American plains for several days and was now on the verge of death.He was so hungry that he could eat anything. Just when he was about to despair, hope finally appeared in front of him: it was a large group of mammoths. Although it was dangerous, it was his only hope now.

The hunter leaned forward cautiously, hoping that the smell of feces and dirt next to him could block his scent.The man moved forward bit by bit and finally came to the edge of the mammoth herd. He searched for a long time and finally found his prey: it was an elephant that was about to die of old age. It was very old and had the feeling of death all over its body. smell.

"This is my dinner today."

The hunter murmured to himself. He licked his lips excitedly and slowly raised his spear. When he confirmed that the elephant had started to fall behind, he immediately threw it!
The long hair shimmering with cold light rushed forward quickly and accurately stuck on the mammoth's body!

At this moment, the lost man almost cheered for himself, but then the elephant instantly made him despair.Excessive exertion and long-term exhaustion made this experienced hunter lose his hand. The long hair did not hit the elephant's heart a few centimeters upwards, and did not cause the damn old elephant to bleed quickly.

The dying mammoth wailed, then suddenly pulled out his spear, looked at it angrily, and then charged towards him angrily.

The weak hunter quickly got up and ran, but to his despair, more and more mammoths discovered that this guy vented his anger on this little thing.

Finally, he was violently kicked by the mammoth running at the front with its trunk. The heavy trunk gave way and all of his ribs were instantly broken.The hunter lay on the ground and coughed out blood twice, then couldn't help but wail.

Looking at those behemoths, he really hated them!Why do you treat yourself like this?That god that only exists in the mouths of dead shamans, why?
I curse you, I curse you! ! !
On the verge of death, the chief collapsed and roared, roaring why he, the strongest hunter in the entire land, was betrayed!Why is it that even though I am the strongest person, my people are constantly suffering from diseases?

Why?God! !

The chief was very lucky because the gods were watching him.

The Dark Gods from the Warp whispered in his ears, and vast amounts of Warp energy came to the physical universe and converged on him.This mortal body continued to expand and twist, becoming as terrifying as a hill, making people feel frightened.

Under such terrifying power, the mammoth herd that was originally so powerful was quickly killed by him. During such killing and eating, the former chief heard a voice in his ear.

"From now on, your name is..."

"Be'lak..." From this moment on, Be'lak became the servant of the dark god.He was always the one who did the best, performing his tasks perfectly, until one day he was kicked out of the earth by a king of Asia Minor, and he was still serving the dark gods.

But in such a long process, he has become dissatisfied and bored with the gods. This chief prince is eager to obtain his own freedom. It seems that he is constantly jumping back and forth between the various dark gods, hoping to obtain more Gift, and could eventually become the fourth god of the subspace at that time.This approach eventually completely angered the three gods at the time, and he was deprived of a large amount of power, but he was still a chief prince.

After that, he completely lost the chance to gain freedom. Although he constantly emphasized that he was a free body, everyone understood that he was still a toy of the God of Darkness.

And now, his master gave him an order.

Be'la'ak stood on the bridge of an Abomination-class battleship. Next to it were his allies in this war, a Space Marine warband of the Iron Warriors and a warband from the Thousand Sons Legion.

Although their original bodies of the two legions, the Thousand Sons and the Iron Warriors, both exist, they are basically no longer in charge of the internal affairs of the entire legion.The Thousand Sons legion had collapsed after Ahriman's Scarlet Letter sorcery, and after the Iron Warriors successfully escaped back to the planet, a large-scale civil war broke out, with the Returners and the Warmasters fighting a duel.The end result was that their Primarch Perturabo no longer wanted to take charge of his Chapter.

Nearly thousands of Astartes from both warbands were gathered under the Daemon Prince's command, and his own Daemon army was also at the ready.More than a dozen battleships and hundreds of auxiliary warships have begun to gather. Its goal is to find a way to save the Imperial Chapter Master and let him join the embrace of Chaos.

Be'lakor didn't know why the great powers of Chaos were so optimistic about a small chapter leader. This made him very jealous, but he had to carry out the plan.Although he claimed to be free, he knew very well that if he wanted to maintain his status, he must continue to serve the Chaos Gods.

"Dear Demon Prince, the army is ready."

While he was thinking, a cold voice came from behind. War blacksmith Songtu and Thousand Sons wizard Denert had already appeared behind him with their followers.

After taking a look at those mortals, Bigake just waved his sword and gave the order.
"In the name of the dark gods, attack the Badab sector!"

Finally, under this situation, the Empire, the Separatists, the Chaos Gods, and the Protoss Alliance are all ready. These brave and fearless warriors are ready to fight to the end on the battlefield of this final battle!
Everyone has different purposes, but they all have a common direction, and there will definitely be conflicts.This is not just a battle for mortals, it will also be a battle of gods!

The last chess piece on the chessboard that spans the battlefield thousands of light years is finally about to be placed.

(End of this chapter)