Conjurer?I, the Warhammer Psyker

Chapter 269 The Burning Galaxy (Part )

As one of the main legions of the empire, the quality is not comparable to that of ordinary space warriors. The Blood Angels are so active, and the Night Angels will naturally not fall behind.

Together, these two legions had more than 40 star warriors joining the battlefield, and the impact was many times more terrifying than the battle damage that Horus had previously estimated.

Dark green figures passed quickly across the trenches filled with scorched earth, and only the flames exploding beside them could occasionally illuminate their figures.

When encountering an enemy, the sound of "click, click, click" is heard, followed by the sound of the storm gun firing, and the sounds of power swords and other weapons coming out of the body and tearing apart flesh.

Like undead in the night, they harvest the lives of traitors with precision and efficiency.

"Huh! Huh!"

Even under the reflection of the sky full of firelight, the dark luster of the fighter planes roared past in the sky, and what came was devastating artillery fire.

The explosive bombs fell directly on the rebel camp and caused immeasurable damage.

Although the loyalist warships in space are held back by the rebels, it does not mean that those small carrier-based fighters will be restrained by the mothership in any way. The [Night Angel] fighters who yearn for freedom to attack the sky have no restraints.

An unknown type of war machine belonging to the Night Angel flies in the sky to annihilate enemies on the ground, and its performance far exceeds that of any small carrier-based aircraft belonging to the empire.

It was simply the king of the air, occupying air superiority and causing considerable damage to the rebel tanks, personnel carriers, and a large number of air defense equipment.

The [Night Angel] not only wanted the lives of the rebels, but also the large communication facilities with the function of transmitting intelligence and various precision guidance auxiliary facilities were all destroyed by the [Night Angel] fighter planes.

After all, as professionals, they naturally know that cutting off all contact with the enemy is the first priority, which will be of great help in controlling the battle situation or completely annihilating these rebels.

Not to mention that the [Night Angel] also possesses a large number of advanced technologies from the Dark Ages. Those alien races have used their own lives to prove the terrifying combat power of the [Night Angel].

Now that Ryan El'Jonson has turned his gun and pointed it at these traitors, it is naturally quite effective, and the effect may even be much better than that for dealing with foreign races.

Because Space Marines are not as troublesome as other races and have more diverse abilities, most Space Marines are made of flesh and blood.

Bullets and sharp blades are the best way for them to deal with it. No matter how strong the carbon-based life form is, it cannot withstand the baptism of the torrent of metal.

Lion El'Jonson and his heirs will not take into account any of the friendship they once had as brotherly legions.

As long as the target appears on the list of Horus traitors, it will become a target for the [Night Angels] to eliminate.

The loyalists suffered heavy losses before the [Blood Angels] and [Night Angels] joined, but with the addition of the other three loyalist legions, the battle situation has changed considerably.

On the contrary, the rebels have shown a trend of retreating steadily, and this trend is becoming more and more obvious, and the balance of victory is gradually tilted towards the loyalists.

It's the same headquarters as before, but it's completely different from the previous quiet headquarters. Now it's as noisy as a vegetable market, filled with all kinds of sounds.

Horus is still at the top, and beside him are the [Death Guard] Primarch Mortarion, [Iron Warrior] Primarch Perturabo, and [Alpha] Primarch Alpharius.

As well as the Captain of the Third Company of the Emperor [Emperor's Sons], the Captain of the Seventh Company of the [Word Bearers] and the 21st Company of the World Eaters, etc.

The few primarchs still remained calm, but it was not a big deal, but the company commanders under them and even some of the veterans who were able to participate in a meeting of this level were very noisy.

“Almost everyone was arguing.

Especially excited.

As for the point of the quarrel, although I was afraid of speaking out because of the majesty of the war commander.

But everyone subconsciously understands that everyone is very dissatisfied with the current arrangement of the war commander!

It would be best to force Horus to step down.

I believe that the most important thing to do now is not to confront the armies of Sanguinius and Jonson. The most important thing to do is to retreat, rather than continue the stalemate with the loyalists here.

Now that the war situation has changed, the most important thing to do is to change the plan, instead of continuing this road to darkness.

Most of the rebel teams on the front line thought so.

Unlike those generals and high-ranking officials who were living in a safe place, these guys had to face the legions of Sanguinius and Jonson.

There is a very real problem: those two legions are too disgusting. Although they don't want to take responsibility, they really can't beat them.

So much so that when they saw black, green, and red, all the rebel space warriors could not help but feel their hearts twitching.

"Damn it, why do they have so many new weapons and ammunition in their hands?"

These are the real feedback collected by those senior generals after actually fighting against [Blood Angels and Night Angels].

Although the rebels knew that Sangines and the Night Angel had something good in their hands, it was true, but they didn't expect it to be so outrageous.

The gap between legions may be greater than that between humans and dogs.

Except for a few legions with special abilities, there is no way to compare with others in terms of weapons and individual soldier quality.

Obviously there are only two more legions, but inexplicably, it seems that there are seven or eight more legions all of a sudden.

This is fucking hairy.

Therefore, even the [Sons of Horus] under Horus himself have considerable opinions on Horus.

A temporary failure is nothing, as long as the green hills remain, there is no need to worry about running out of firewood.

We can completely avoid its sharp edges.

Besides, if this continues, no matter how great the losses of each legion are, the power under Horus, the leader of the traitor, will not gradually decrease.

It is true that these two legions have defeated all their rebels, relying on just one [Son of Horus], I would like to see how they can completely replace the Emperor with his title of "Warmaster".

In short, everyone in this command room was very noisy. Coincidentally, although they were noisy, everyone's eyes were still vaguely fixed on Horus.

Some people are just watching the fun, some are gloating, and some are just outsiders and are already considering the cost of betraying Horus.

Horus surrendered to Chaos, so they could naturally turn to the evil gods and hang out with them. In a sense, with the support of the four evil gods, they really deserved this warmaster.

Horus, on the other hand, had a gloomy expression and said nothing.

Although they were all complaining about the Blood Angels and Night Angels' inhumane playstyles, at the root of the matter, what they wanted to complain about most was Horus, the stubborn Warmaster.

Horus was probably scolded in their minds.

Horus was right. The movement of the Loyalists was limited to Sanguinius and Jonson's legions.

Even before the two of them appeared on the battlefield, these brothers suddenly couldn't sit still. Although no one else spoke. But actually they all mean the same thing as Alpha Reese.

It is believed that this battle on the planet Istvan No. 5 no longer needs to be continued. The most important thing the rebels should do now is. Just withdraw the troops.

Not to mention how fierce the fighting on the surface of Istvan 5 was, the battleships in space were lost, and the battleships were shot down every minute and every second.

For most legions within the legion, this is a loss they cannot afford.

Horus said nothing, but opened a screen in this noisy environment.

On the screen was just a dark green army lurking in the valley to survive. The army on the screen didn't even notice that they had been discovered. Still sneaking silently.

The leader is one with a hammer in his hand. A sturdy man with very dark skin. He was wearing a green special power armor with many fire dragon inlays.

Mortarion and Perturabo, who were indifferent, immediately recognized that this was really their good brother [Salamander Legion] Primarch, the Immortal, Vulkan.

A [Sons of Horus] company commander immediately made a report and stood up meticulously. He held a suitcase in his hand and quickly opened the launch box with only one launch button inside.

The Space Marine explained in Horus's stead.

"I believe everyone has seen - [Salamander], [Sons of Horus] have found their traces."

"Currently located in Sktil Canyon."

"Just to show you the end of [Salamander]."

Horus pressed the button directly.

At the same time, the scene on the camera turned and showed a huge fort.

It was a large missile of unknown type lying there quietly. Its military green paint and some kind of biochemical warning sign looked extremely oppressive.

According to preliminary estimates alone, the length of this missile is about 400 meters.

When the button was triggered, the large missile placed on the launcher also changed, and all the restraints on it were released.

The fuel injection pipe at the back began to spit out a large amount of flames in an instant, and the huge missile flew up into the sky amidst a loud roar.

When it rises to a certain height, a large amount of gas is ejected directly from the side of the missile, changing the trajectory of the missile. It suddenly makes a shrill whistling sound at a faster speed and rushes straight into the distance.

And all the stars over there in [Salamander] suddenly felt a chill behind them, as if something bad was going to happen soon.

When locked by the missile, the entire army was like ants on a hot pot.

The scene shown on the screen is very clear.

Uncle Hei seemed to sense that something bad was going to happen. He took the hammer and told everyone to flee.

This is quite a correct judgment!

Because it is no longer clear how many attacks will target them, fleeing in all directions is the best choice in this situation.

But this is futile, as you will understand when the missiles arrive.

All is over.

The effort is in vain.

All that could be seen was a dazzling flash of light that swallowed up the entire canyon, and then all the images turned into a large mess.

Before they could react, the entire command headquarters began to tremble violently as if suffering an earthquake.

If nothing else, the shock wave from the distant explosion suddenly hit the headquarters here.

"It's impossible. That canyon is three thousand kilometers away from here."

Although I didn't actually witness the intensity of the explosion, I could feel the intensity of the explosion in this wave.

Soon the revised scene was displayed in front of everyone, and a huge mushroom cloud rose into the sky with a skull hidden in it. The terrifying high temperature in the middle is still accompanied by lightning and thunder, which is like an apocalyptic scene.

Looking at that scene, it's hard to believe that there is a survival rate.

The explosion range of that missile was huge. The entire canyon is just the core location of the detonation point. In fact, more than 300 kilometers of it were completely destroyed.

In this case, Gojo Satoru, who has mastered unlimited techniques, is also facing a dead end. The maximum range of his teleportation is one kilometer each time, and the missile explodes at a speed of more than one kilometer per second.

Horus didn't even look at the violent explosion behind him. He just cut off the current live broadcast and showed seven or eight small storyboards.

Those small screens show different areas, but the only thing they have in common is the same missile that exploded just now, all lying quietly on the launcher.

Horus said calmly.

"This is an extremely powerful missile excavated from the ruins of the Golden Age."

The most powerful single-target weapon except weapons of mass destruction.

And soon the screen appeared on the screen with the missile that was launched earlier? Six or seven. Same missile. All lying on the rocket launcher.

But missiles alone cannot reveal Horus's hidden backhand.

Soon, nearly four super giant Titans with a height of 80 meters appeared on the battlefield with the [Steel Hands].

The church behind shone with a corrupted light. These monsters teleported out of the subspace, and their heavy footsteps made the ground dent.

They were clearly four fully armed Emperor-class Titans, and they were also fallen beast versions blessed by Chaos.

A total of twelve Emperor-class Titans appeared on the plain, all of which were strategic supports from the Martian Mechanical Dark Cult.

It was originally intended to be used in the siege of Terra, but had to be taken out in advance.

The originally mighty Emperor Titans looked extremely strange and terrifying after being eroded by the power of Chaos. Without exception, they were all painted in black and red, and their eyes exuded bloodthirsty light and looked extremely terrifying.

Horus slowly stood up against the backdrop of the fierce explosions and flames of the Loyalists. He looked like a beast of bloodthirsty war, echoing those brutal and depraved Emperor Titans.

The laser cannon in the hands of the fallen Emperor Titan only flickered for a burst of sparks before releasing a beam of destruction that surged out wantonly, cutting the battlefield wantonly.

Horus crushed the launcher button in his hand and said viciously

"Being my enemy will only lead to destruction."

(End of this chapter)