"What did you do?"

"Rebellion against tyranny."

"No, it's a massacre," Rorschach said with a mocking smile, "It's a sacrifice... Do you think you did it right?"

Looking at Angron's gloomy expression, Rorschach shook his head and continued:

"Do you think that He lied to you as a sign of hypocrisy? The truth is far more terrifying than what you imagined... You think you are pitiful, and you were forcibly taken away from your brothers and sisters, so what did you do? How many people are put in the same situation?"

"I heard from the War Dogs in the Wrath Warriors that you killed all the senior officers on the first day you came to the War Dogs? Just because they stepped into your little room of self-pity ?”

"Wow--I thought you'd raise soldiers and horses, rush into Nuri Kea, and beat up those slave owners--"

Rorschach reached out and nodded his head. He looked at Angron, who had a more gloomy expression in front of him, and continued to say in a mocking tone:

"Don't fool me with words like the emperor forbids you, Your Excellency Angron, during the nearly 200 years of the Great Crusade, you have countless opportunities and countless ways to complete your revenge in Nuri Kea... or It was a revolt against the Emperor, I thought you would storm into the palace with your weapons and chop off the head of what you called a tyrant... but you didn't."

"Coward," Rorschach spit out the word coldly, "you poisoned your legion, you turned the disciplined legion into a bloody butcher... After slaughtering your own children wantonly, you still have the face Lead them, huh?"

"..."

After a moment of silence, Angron said in a rough and deep voice:

"If you survive my hand, go back and tell the fleeing... evacuated Warhounds, tell them they fought well on Isstvan 3, and I'm proud of them."

Immediately, Angron's body turned into an afterimage, and the Primarch, who was not dominated by the Butcher's Nail, exploded with a combat power far exceeding that of the past!

Rorschach was not careless. He originally thought that he could use words to stimulate Angron and make the latter fall into a rage to create opportunities for himself, but it is obvious that none of the Primarchs is a vegetarian——

The long knife can feel tremendous pressure just by touching the ax blade. Without using the power of the winged angel, it is still difficult for Rorschach to compete with the primarch with top-level force!

After being knocked into the air again, Rorschach reached out to wipe away the hair strands that were stuck to his forehead due to being wet with sweat. After that, he stood up, looked at Angron who was walking towards him step by step, and slowly recovered. With my breath, I took out a black feather from my arms...

crumb.

Time seemed to be at this moment—no, time stopped at this moment, Rorschach could see Angron's ax blade stop in front of him, the soaring gunpowder smoke and flying sparks all stopped in mid-air, Honestly, it's a pretty amazing feeling.

An unprecedented sense of fullness surged in Luo Xia's body, and after gaining the power to manipulate time, the true posture of the winged angel was also revealed!

Chapter 408 Chapter 220 The Siege

Countless pitch-black feathers obscured Angron's sight, but the enormous power from the axe blade would not deceive anyone. The Primarch of the World Eater could feel that the person in front of him had undergone some... earth-shaking changes .

"You are going to die here, Your Excellency Angron," Rorschach said softly, his long silver hair swaying slightly behind him, and there was a hint of impatience in his emerald green eyes.After gaining the power of the Winged Angel, Luo Xia could clearly feel that within this area, there were four malicious eyes looking at him, wanting to eat him up!

"Perhaps," Angron replied flatly, he gripped the handle of the ax tightly, and struck again!

The blade of the saber and the ax intersected, and amidst the sparks flying, it was Angron holding the handle of the ax that was knocked away!In a trace of astonishment, Angron quickly stood still. This time, when he sank his heart and prepared to attack again, the Primarch of the World Eater heard the faint voice of the winged angel:

"Eight knives in a flash."

Eight bright beams of light were thrown from the blade of the bone-eviscerating saber. Angron dodged two and chopped four. The last two beams of knife light cut a cross-shaped wound on his chest, and blood flowed from the It spewed out from the wound, but was blocked by an invisible force in front of the winged angel. As Rorschach walked forward, all the surrounding filth was automatically separated to the left and right!

"You're not Rorschach," Angron spat out a mouthful of blood, and he looked at the one-winged angel walking towards him with a knife.

"I am who I am. I have not changed, but... a little change."

"Hmph haha... you are after power, Rorschach, or should I call you Angel of Wings?" The wound on Angron's chest has slowly healed. Powerful, "Is this the kind of power that killed Konrad Curtz?"

"Who knows?"

The corner of the winged angel's mouth was slightly upturned. He held a knife in his left hand and waved gently with his right arm. The whole space was shaking violently. Ashes fell from the sky, and at this moment, the countdown to the self-destruction of the ACU cockpit ended.

Incomparable light suddenly blooms from this space!

The already unstable space collapsed in an instant, and an uncontrolled subspace storm poured into it, killing almost all life inside——

Except Rorschach and Angron.

The evil space created with 30 human flesh and blood killed the Word Bearers priests who were maintaining the space at the moment of disintegration. This terrible recoil even directly shattered these traitors who threw themselves into the embrace of the subspace soul!

But... the Word Bearers still have their backs:

Just after Rorschach returned to the real space on Sosa, what awaited him were the thousand sacrificed extreme demons!

Angron has been rescued, but judging from his injuries, at least for a long time to come, he will not be able to come out to cause trouble again... But for Rorschach, trouble is the only thing. just started.

"This is really an interesting scene, Lord Guilliman should really see it," said Rorschach, holding a long knife, facing the extreme demons who were walking heavily. These once noble and brave warriors have now become rebels. an accomplice...or a victim.

"The howling soul is so pitiful," Rorschach shook his head and sighed. He slightly twisted his wrist, and the already slender bone-cutting saber stretched even more slender, with bright light flashing on the blade. Swinging a long knife, each swing will kill several extreme demons!

"But you still underestimated my strength... understandable."

Rorschach recited the psychic mantra in a low voice. With the power of the Book of Magnus, he could release the mantra engraved on it at will. At this moment, people on the entire planet heard a whisper, Or maybe a sigh.

With the sound of this wonderful sound, the world seemed to be missing a frame. Everyone felt out of harmony, especially the space warriors. They could feel what happened just now...but no one knew the truth.

Maybe except Erebus?

The head priest of the Word Bearers tremblingly wiped away the blood splattered on his face. Just in front of him, just a few seconds ago, dozens of Word Bearer priests who were singing and maintaining the existence of extreme demons Like a microwave-heated egg, it exploded from the inside, and the dirty blood scattered in all directions. The writhing pink-purple thunder surged across the entire ceremony field, directly dismembering the surrounding guarding Word Bearers soldiers. , Even the soul turned into dust and dissipated in the subspace!

Erebus swallowed a mouthful of saliva. Just now, just a little bit, he would follow in the footsteps of those unlucky bastards around him. It may be that the four gods have not squeezed out his last trace of value, so that this despicable and shameless The villains can continue to live on in the world.

"..."

"...Commander Rorschach?"

A psychic communication was connected to Rorschach. The latter raised his eyebrows, stretched out his hand to press his temple, and replied:

"It's me, what's wrong?"

"...Yes, Commander, you just lost contact for more than an hour... Moreover, we detected a huge amount of spiritual energy fluctuations..."

"It's okay. I fought with the enemy. Also, send a transport plane to pick me up. I'm on Sosa... I'll use spiritual energy to convey the exact coordinates to you."

"Yes, as you wish, Commander Rorschach."

After waiting for the psychic communication to be disconnected, Rorschach stepped down from the pile of extreme demon corpses. To be honest, this "ladder" is still quite difficult.Centering on the pile of corpses at Luo Xia's feet, there were corpses and wreckage of vehicles within a radius of two kilometers. Flames ignited on the ground, and the dark smoke almost covered the entire sky.

In that blow just now, during the second that Rorschach paused the planet, the Book of Magnus, powered by the psionic energy in his body as fuel, instantly released one percent of its power, and was caught Rorschach was confined to this narrow area!

The effect is very remarkable. While killing all the extreme demons, it also taught the Word Bearer priests who performed the ritual a lesson through traceability.And thanks to the blessings of Piece Wing and the Book of Magnus, Rorschach only feels a little tired now, and he doesn't feel out of strength, but... the power of Piece Wing Angel is like a cup of sweet poison to him now. Wine, can't stop.

Is this the method of that devil lady... Rorschach thought, and then he heard the roar of the engine.

Looking up, dozens of T3 Hornet fighter jets flew over his head, the white trails dispersed the smoke in the sky, and then two transport planes flew from a distance and landed slowly in front of him. Dozens of fighters ran out of it:

"Master Rorschach!"

The person who came was 11B's Psychic Diva Troop and a company commander of the Glory Knights. This company commander scattered around with a dozen Glory Knights as a guard.

"Are you okay?!"

"It's okay," Rorschach looked at the panic and anxiety on 11B's face. The corners of his mouth were slightly upturned. After stroking 11B's silver hair, he walked towards the transport plane and said as he walked:

"Let the USS Infinity War aircraft carrier recreate an ACU... Ah, let's not use it this time."

Chapter 409 Chapter 220 II Midnight Lord Raid

Jorha's fleet also ran into trouble when the Dark Angels' warships tangled up with those of the World Eaters and the Word Bearers:

The Night Lords' fleet came with malice and vengeance, and their complex feelings of pain and remorse for abandoning their genetic father in Isstvan turned into hatred for Rorschach. hatred.

The huge body of the Queen of Glory-class battleship Nightfall served as a barrier, resisting most of the firepower of the Jurha fleet, and behind it, the Night Lord and a small number of Word Bearers' ships came from the Jurha fleet's firepower. The right front pierced, and after destroying the peripheral cruisers, it began to fight with the middle defensive ships.

"..."

The hull of the ship was shaking violently, but this did not affect Sevtar's mood. Rather, he is in a very good mood now, first watching that Rorschach fell into the trap of the Word Bearers (although Sevita himself doesn't like these nagging gods), and now, the Midnight Lord has precisely seized the weak timing of the Jurha fleet's transport planes to transport ground troops.

"Let's attack and kill enough enemies to avenge the Primarch," Sevtar said to the members of the New Night Bat Council, still with a smirk on his face. After hearing what he said, one of them asked road:

"and then?"

"And then die, it's that simple."

"...Sevita, has anyone told you that your self-destructive tendencies have been serious lately?"

Sevita looked at the speaker, touched his chin with his hand, and said with a smile: "No, but someone told me that I smell like death."

Saying that, Sevita pretended to smell left and right, tilted his head, and asked other members of the Night Bat Council:

"A little bit."

"You're crazy, Sevita," a person said through gritted teeth in the darkness, but he didn't dare to make any more overstepping moves. Sevita, with the support of the black guards, has essentially dominated the remaining midnight The Lord's Legion... at least for now.

"The Primarch is just missing! He may have been imprisoned by those false imperial slaves!" a voice growled in a low voice, "You are ruining the last of the Night Lords!"

"Yes, yes, it's better to disappear now than to be hunted one by one after ten thousand years..." Sevita's smirk deepened, and the corners of his mouth widened.

"Of course... Nightfall needs to be preserved as a small gift... Talos!"

Talos Valkoran, the soul hunter of the Night Lords Legion, the title bestowed by Konrad Curz himself, the warrior came out from the corner of the dark conference room, he looked at Sevtar as if he was watching a corpse.

"This ship will be handed over to you and Captain Macharion, let her survive, and you will know why later."

"Then," Sevita looked around, and after taking in the expressions of everyone in the darkness, he raised his hand, turned around, and continued:

"Others jump to help the winged angel's fleet and kill everyone on it."

Heavy footsteps sounded, and everyone in the conference room went out to carry out Sevita's order. Maybe some of them wanted to escape, but where can you escape in such a terrifying battlefield?The First Captain of the Night Lords watched the men file out, but few had the courage to meet his gaze.

"First Company Commander," Talos called Sevtar after everyone left. He looked at Prince Crows with some anxiety, and after hesitating for a moment, he said:

"What do you see?"

"Nothing," Savita restrained her smile, and replied coldly: "Do what you should do, Soul Hunter."

"..." Talos watched Sevtar go away speechlessly. The latter held his own chainsaw spear, and his back flickered in the flickering lights of the ship, revealing an indescribable desolation. .

"What did you see... that makes you so desperate, Sevtar..."

The Night Lords raided the large battleships in Julha's fleet on Thunderhawks and Tiaobang torpedoes. Together with them were the forces of the Word Bearers, and the Word Bearer priests mixed with them used the magic of the Warp to cover the Tiaobang. The whereabouts of the troops, but this can only play a role in the distance, and once it is close, it will be detected by the radar and psionic warriors of the Jurha fleet.

This is indeed the case, but when the traitors' jumping troops were discovered, they also received the support of the fighter force on the Nightfall and other Midnight Lord ships. Fighter units fought and temporarily held back the guards with their own sacrifices...

It was a suicidal attack, but most Night Lords were willing to go with Sevtar.

This time, Sevita will join the Black Armored Guards as usual. There are more than 300 Black Armored Guards left now. The future scene that Sevita described to them:

The Night Lords have been reborn, but executioners like them from Nostromo will not have a place in that Legion.

This was indeed a desperate enough scene, but Sevita still accepted the result gladly and offered his blessings to it.

As the Terminator's teleportation light gradually dissipated, Sevita and the Black Armored Guards had appeared inside the ship of Jurha's battle flagship Xuanhuilong. As soon as they appeared, they were attacked by the self-defense robot in the ship. "Warm welcome", but relying on the Terminator's shield and heavy armor, Sevita and his party quickly cleared the guards here.

"Huh... we don't have much time, Sevita, if you want to do something, you'd better hurry up," a black armor guard pulled his weapon out of the control core of a guard robot, accompanied by several Pointing to Mars, the machine was completely paralyzed in place.

"To be honest, I don't know what I should do next," Sevita shrugged. "Maybe we can go to the energy zone and blow it up?"

"Good idea," the black armored guard nodded.

Just when Sevita and the black armored guards were about to run to the next target, a figure coming out of the darkness made them stop. Sevita raised his hand to stop the black armored guards from shooting, midnight After waving the chainsaw spear in his hand, the lord's first company commander looked at the black shadow and said with a smirk:

"I remember you, Thanex, traitor to the Night Lords."

"It's really an honor. I, a small company commander, can also enter the eyes of the acting army commander," Sarnex said slowly and indifferently:

"I have come here to seek death."

"Your death?" Sevita raised his eyebrows and restrained his smile.

"It could be yours too!"

Blackshield of the Night Lords, betrayer of the Night Lords who betrayed the Empire, Thanex roared and charged Sevtar, alone.

Chapter 410 Chapter 220 [-] To the Dead

Sanex held two chainsaw swords, and the rapidly rotating saw blades made a sharp and piercing sound in the air. He rushed towards Sevita with this terrifying sharp weapon, but the expression on the latter's face was different. Not much has changed... the outcome of this duel was sealed from the start.

Sevita is a fighter who can fight against the black knight Sigismund. If it weren't for the slow movement of the Terminator armor, and the glory-type power armor on Sanex's body is far more advanced than ordinary power armor, I am afraid that he will be able to fight against the black knight Sigismund. Within one round, Sanex would be defeated by Sevita!

"Well--!"

Once again, the blade of the sword and the blade of the spear staggered, splashing a few sparks, but this fleeting light could not cover up the light inside the Jurha ship.Sanex was pinned against the wall of the corridor by Sevita with a chainsaw spear. The former used his double swords to resist the great oppression brought by the Terminator armor.

"What gave you the courage to face me alone?"

Sevita pressed his left hand on the spear of the chainsaw spear. The powerful force of the Terminator armor made the fast-rotating chainsaw a little closer to Sanex's face. The latter clenched his teeth and let go of his left hand. While sawing the sword in his bracelet, he swung his neck to the right, Sevtar's chainsaw spear brushed his cheek, and Sanex took out his tactical dagger, and stabbed Sevtar through the gap in Sevtar's armor. enter--

The blow didn't work, Sevtar let go of the chainsaw spear with his left hand and made a fist, knocked Sarnex to the ground with one punch, and then kicked him in the stomach, and the latter was hit again by the kick. Kicked to the wall, spit out a mouthful of blood.

"You fight...like a bastard, Sevatar," Thanex spat bloody spit, blood staining his teeth, making the warrior look like he'd just crawled out of the dead The evil spirit is also like a vampire bat fluttering in the dark.

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