supreme commander's bizarre adventure

"Zanex," Sevtar knelt down in front of the midnight lord Black Shield, looking into the latter's eyes, and said word by word:

"What do you know about being in the ranks of these pseudo-emperor slaves?"

"Hmph haha——" Sanex laughed twice, he stretched out his hand and pulled Sevita's shoulder armor, letting the latter come close to his mouth, and said softly:

"He's still alive, but he's no longer in this universe..."

"...I can only see the Night Lords being hunted down one by one in the distant future," Sevita said slowly after being silent for a few seconds:

"I didn't see him in it."

"He hates us, Sevtar," Sanex's voice trembled, "but...he can't do without us, go find him Sevtar, go find him."

"I didn't see him appear in the foresight..."

"Shut up!" Sanex interrupted Sevita viciously. He coughed up another mouthful of blood, stood up, and growled in a low voice:

"A Quantum Beacon... I hid it in my second heart, Sevtar, kill me, dig this thing out, and run as far away as possible... This beacon needs a huge The energy can only be activated, and after activation, you have to find it one by one..."

"This thing must be able to lead us to find him and our father?"

"...Probably, a 50.00% chance," Sarnex showed a slightly ferocious smile, "Even if it's only a [-]% chance, it's enough for me to need it. I'm still a Night Lord after all."

"I'm curious now why you would do such a thing, but I'd like to verify the authenticity of your words," Sevita reached out and patted Sanex's chest, removing the blood on his breastplate. Wipe it on and draw a smiling face.

As soon as the words fell, Sevtar activated the chainsaw spear and killed Sanex in an instant!

The blood of the Night Lord Black Shield warrior was splashed on the wall behind him, and Sevtar did not hesitate after killing him, and immediately used Sarnex's chainsword to dismantle the warrior's armor, After all the armor was removed, Sevita also saw the wound on Sanex's body——

This was a long scar, stitched together by his master in an extremely rough way. The wound was a bit inflamed, and a trace of blood would ooze from the red and swollen wound from time to time.After picking apart the thin thread that sutured the wound, Sevtar found that the organs in the warrior's chest were missing half, just to preserve the quantum beacon the size of a human head.

"Use armor and flesh to evade searches and preserve stolen beacons... Sarnex, I know him, he is one of the few company commanders who are not from Nostromo," said one The black armored guard walked to Sevita's side and looked down at Sarnex, who could no longer close his eyes, "I thought he would spurn the Night Lords Legion and hate the betrayal of the Empire by the Night Fathers."

"So he died, willing to be killed by me."

Sevita took out the beacon and held it in his hand. The soldier's blood flowed from the thing and dripped onto the ground to form a not-so-long water trail.

"He thinks that stealing this beacon is a betrayal of the empire, ha... would a criminal be ashamed..."

"We are all criminals, Sevtar."

"Of course, of course, I'm not denying this," Sevita responded with some irritability, "Now how should we deal with this thing, to get our father back?"

"It should be so," the Black Armored Guard replied.

"Okay, we—"

A squad of honor knights ran from the other side of the corridor, and they saw Sevtar and the black guards behind him, so the battle began again:

The Glory Knights team quickly retreated to the corner of the corridor, and then, two ball-shaped machines over one meter high rolled out from the corner, and unfolded in front of the black armored guards. Each machine was mounted with a double door. The joint-mounted electromagnetic rapid-fire gun, under the electromagnetic acceleration, the projectile overloaded the iron halo on the Terminator armor in almost ten seconds, and knocked down several black armored guards in the front row!

These two machines failed to last long under the firepower of the black armored guards. In fact, even the few black armored guards who were knocked down stood up with the help of others. With the help of the space warrior's self-healing ability far exceeding that of ordinary people, the wound healed quickly and easily.

When the black armored guards came carefully to the corner of the corridor, the Honor Knights team they had seen before had disappeared. Obviously, the latter didn't think that a dozen of them could compete against nearly 200 black armored guards. Especially when the opponent is still under the leadership of the first company commander of the Midnight Lord.

"We must leave here immediately, Sevita, and soon those false imperial slaves will gather around like Nostromo vampires smelling blood... What do you want to do?"

"...I suddenly thought of a question," Sevita looked at Sanex's body and said softly:

"Where did Sanex get this beacon? And who performed the operation to remove his organs... What is the purpose of the people behind all this..."

"This is not the time to play the Ministry of Justice game, Sy."

Savita looked at Sarnex's body for the last time, turned around and followed the footsteps of the black guards, and moved towards the reactor area on the ship.

Chapter 411 Chapter 220 Chapter [-] Beacon Overload

"He died 5 minutes ago," Luculus said standing beside Rorschach. Both of them focused their eyes on the body of the midnight lord black shield warrior Sarnex. Behind them, Glory The knights and Jurhas were all scattered around and guarded.

"More than 200 footprints, Terminator armor, it's good luck for him to leave a whole body... the gene seeds are gone," Luculus leaned down, reached out and closed Sanex's eyes, this A warrior from the Ultramarines Legion is now a Captain within the Knights of Honor Chapter, his company consists of ex-Iron Warriors, Ultramarines (the kind with a fair amount of "dauntless" spirit), Imperial Fist, and several Composed of Iron Hands.

This company is surrounded by the smell of gunpowder every day, and fighting is commonplace. Everyone is embarrassed to see people without bruises on their faces every day... But for Luculus, he likes this place.

"Keep chasing, their target is the reactor, the speed of the Terminator armor is not as fast as ours," Rorschach ordered, and then he reached out and brushed the long silver hair at the back of his head, the silver hair flickered under the light of the corridor With bright luster.

"Yes, as you wish, Commander Rorschach."

Rorschach led the entire company of Luculus of the Glory Knights on this trip. His ACU is still under construction, but he just took this opportunity to let Jurha's commander company get some exercise. Opportunities to fight in such an intense and complex campaign are rare.

The pursuing force encountered the Black Armor Guards 2 minutes later, who ambushed the Honor Knights in a wide transit center.This transfer center occupies a huge area. Even now, there are quite a few conveyor belts and autonomous machines doing their own work. Such a complex environment provides an excellent cover for ambushes, especially the lights here are all covered by the midnight lords. They wrecked.

The Honor Knights team who ran here first found the transfer center in darkness, and immediately found a bunker to report to Rorschach and Lukurus in the rear. After calling up the structure diagram of the transfer center, Rorschach turned to look at Luku Ruth, said:

"They must have set a trap... I thought that the Night Lords would only use intimidation tactics, but now it seems that they are more than I imagined..." Rorschach pondered for a moment, with a little uncertainty Tone added:

"treacherous?"

"The Night Lords Legion is only famous for their intimidation tactics, Commander Rorschach," Lukurus said, and then, he looked at the structural diagram of the transfer center and asked with a frown:

"Can't we get around here? It's too complicated here, and I'm afraid we won't be able to take advantage of it here."

"This is the fastest way. If the troops guarding the reactor fail to stop them, the energy supply of the entire ship will be reduced by half."

As Luo Xia said so, he raised his foot and walked towards the interior of the transfer center. He reached out and pulled out the bone removal saber. The saber became more slender and deadly under the blessing of spiritual energy.

"Let's keep it simple and rough."

The Piece Wing Angel held the bone-evisculating saber in his left hand, and waved it forward——

A silver slash was thrown from the blade, and the sword light extended to almost the entire width of the transfer center in just a few seconds after leaving the blade. The sword light cut off the tall machines in the transfer center , causing these things to stop running immediately, and at the smooth section, sparks and electric currents emerged from it in the form of silver snakes, briefly illuminating the small area around the machine.

Of course, Rorschach also received a "warm welcome" from the black armored guards. Large-caliber explosive bombs shot from all directions in front of Rorschach, hitting continuous sparks on Rorschach's psychic barrier, but the honor knights They also rushed in from the outside, using various machines and the wreckage of several guard robots as cover, and fought back at the black armored guards in the darkness.

Just when Rorschach was about to use a psionic spell, there was a roar of a chainsaw, and he turned his head to look in front of him.There, Sevtar jumped out of the darkness, the chainsaw spear in his hand roaring high, but in contrast to this ferocious killer, the face of the prince of crows was neither sad nor happy, as indifferent as a piece of ice !

Rorschach raised his eyebrows, and casually threw out several lightning bolts that crossed and turned several exposed black-armored guards into charcoal. The boning saber in his left hand easily held the chainsaw spear in Sevita's hand, The chainsaw got stuck on the blade, trembled a few times, and then stopped by its owner.

"I thought you would be heading towards the reactor...and here," Rorschach glanced at the Glory Knight and the Black Armor Guard who were still fighting fiercely. Both sides deliberately forgot, "Most of your subordinates have stayed here, and those who go to the reactor may not be able to penetrate the defense there."

"Thank you for your suggestion, Angel of Wings," Sevtar twitched at the corner of his mouth, revealing a false and mocking smile. He put his right hand under the blade of the chainsaw spear, held the spear with his left hand, and stepped back. Taking a step, he turned around and cut down—but again, he was caught by Rorschach's saber again, and the chainsaw spear let out an overwhelmed whine in the confrontation with the blade under the blessing of psionic energy.

"By the way...a little question," Sevita's eyes flickered, he let out a breath of white air, and asked in a low voice:

"He's still alive, isn't he?"

"Sevita, the first company commander of the Night Lords," Rorschach slowly revealed the identity of the person in front of him, and then, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he said relaxedly:

"Are you pitiful enough to seek answers from the enemy?"

"Ha, your level of telling jokes is really good, but..." Sevita drew back and stepped back. He took out the plasma pistol hanging on his waist and fired three shots at Rorschach, and then fired the overheated plasma weapon Throw it at Rorschach!

"I don't like jokes."

But Rorschach easily defended against this attack with a psychic barrier. He moved forward and cut off the plasma pistol that was about to explode, and paused time just before the explosion, and threw the thing into the subspace In the middle, when the time began to pass after all this was done, Sevita only retreated less than two meters!

"That's really a pity. Your Excellency Conrad Koz likes to tell jokes," Rorschach said regretfully. Afterwards, he stood still, raised his right index finger to point at Sevita, and said:

"Let this end - return to the Cardinal Light!"

Rorschach's fingertips condensed a small ball, and this small ball collapsed into a golden torrent after a thousandth of a second——it hit Sevita from the back of his Terminator armor. On the Quantum Beacon taken out of the mount point!

The powerful psychic energy activated the Quantum Beacon in an instant, and the moment before it was burned by the torrent of psychic energy, the dazzling teleportation light took away the company commander of the Midnight Lord, and this thing was completely annihilated after the light flashed!

"……interesting."

Chapter 412 Chapter 220 Five Brothers Fight the Wall

After losing the signal from Sevtar, the Night Lords' Glorious Queen-class battleship Nightfall did not hesitate at all, and immediately entered a state of emergency transition. A vortex of subspace slowly opened up in front of the huge ship... The flagship of the Night Lords After disappearing, only a dozen ships of the World Eaters were left and were severely beaten by Juerha's fleet.

World Eater: ?

And just when Sosa's battle situation began to tilt a little bit towards the loyalists, the battlefield at the other end was in full swing:

When the huge fleet of Ultramarines and Blood Angels jumped out of the subspace, they were hit head-on by the Death Guard fleet. Under the terrible firepower, several cruisers and frigates turned into wreckage floating in the icy universe, but The Death Guard soon discovered—

Are there too many ships of the Ultramarines on the opposite side? ? ?

The Death Guard Legion, the Glorious Queen-class battleship Endurance.

This giant ship is being bombarded by two Queen of Glory class warships, they are the Macragge's Glory of the Ultramarines Legion and the Red Tears of the Blood Angels Legion, and the owners of these powerful and beautiful warships are now But they fought each other together, brothers fought against each other, and the smoke was everywhere.

"Sanguinius...do you think you can defeat me by yourself?"

Mortarion, who was holding a scythe, said hoarsely, his breath was a little disordered, but his eyes were dignified. In front of him, the regent of the empire, the Lord of Baal, the glorious archangel Sanguinius held in his left hand Congratulations to the spear (Telesto's spear, Spear of Telesto, etymology is ancient Greek, meaning "success"), holding a blood-red sword in his right hand, standing proudly but with a trace of sadness brother of Barbarus, Lord of Death.

"I alone is enough, Guilliman still has his work to do," Sanguinius said lightly, pointing the spear in his hand at the Lord of Death, behind the Ninth Primarch, the area of ​​the Holy Blood Guard The jet pack with white wings roared the engine, just a command from the Primarch, and a thought of the fighters could make them fly in the sky, which was in stark contrast to the silent, slow and heavy death shrouds .

"It's better this way..."

Mortarion held the Scythe of Silence tightly with both hands, and rushed towards Sanguinius. Every step he took was beyond the imagination of the soldiers around him. It was so heavy and terrifying. The aura was bound by the original body's size and murderous aura, turning into an unstoppable storm.

"Stop it, Mortarion, everything in the Great Crusade is reduced to ashes in your hands, hundreds of millions of humans are screaming under your slaughter, this is really what you want to see ?"

The blade of the sword touched the sickle, and Sanguinius repelled the attack. His face was full of sadness. Although he had predicted the future of his brother, the archangel still couldn't help but want to say some persuasion Words, even such words cannot shake the determination of the Lord of Death.

Mortarion snorted and blocked the blood-red blade that came close to him. His movements were much slower than Sanguinius's, but all his movements were solid, compact and stable. Every blow must require the Archangel to deal with it seriously.

"Saint Gilead...Since it's for the Great Crusade and for mankind, why did you stay under that tyrant's hand?" Mortarion replied dully, the voice coming from under the breathing mask seemed to be It was hollow and weird, and then he continued:

"I hate psykers, ha, the most unstable and filthiest thing in this world, don't you forget how many humans were ruled by psykers during the Great Crusade... Come to us, Sanguinius, we Need you, at least no one here will blame your legion."

"...Mortarion," Sanguinius spread his wings, and the white and powerful wings led him back, pulling away the distance from the Lord of Death. Afterwards, the archangel looked at Mortarion's face. eyes, said softly:

"Have you forgotten? I am also a psyker."

At this moment, Sanguinius saw his brother's dodging eyes, and only heard the Lord of Death say vaguely:

"It's different...you're different from them..."

But Sanguinius heard no more words, because the Lord of Death came at him again, the scythe cutting through the air with an icy, biting chill.

"All I have to do now is to overthrow that tyrant! If Horus still pampers psykers after reaching the apex of the entire galaxy, then I will set off a rebellion against him—"

"Mortarion, there is no such thing as black and white in this world!" Sanguinius frowned, but the movements in his hands did not stop. The strong wind that tore everything apart, but the strong wind quickly disappeared when it hit the Lord of Death.

Mortarion took a few steps back, panting, his physical strength quickly recovered, which made Sanguinius slightly frown, and the surrounding battle situation was not clear, the blood angels felt the unique tenacity and tenacity of the Death Guard. A little tricky, the Blood Angels, who like violent and quick melee assaults, met a good opponent today.

"Let it all end today, Mortarion, neither you nor I can convince the other."

The archangel was silent for a few seconds, making up his mind, while Mortarion, who was standing in front of him, stepped back with his left foot, placed the scythe on his side, held the scythe tightly with both hands, and stared intently at The person in front of you, get ready to deal with the attack of your brother...

But he only felt a gust of wind blowing his face, and then Mortarion found the pain spreading from his chest, and the viscous feeling when the blood flowed out made his heart tremble violently:

The Archangel's Telestor's Spear had pierced the Lord of Death's chest, just one blow, so simple, such a terrible blow, Sanguinius only urged his wings and legs to land on Mortarion. Before he could react, he aimed forward at the only flaw exposed by the Lord of Death within a thousandth of a second, and sent the tip of the spear into the chest of the son of the Lord of Humanity.

"How...could...will...so...quickly..."

The Lord of Death spat out a mouthful of blood. He used all his strength to knock Sanguinius back with a punch before Sanguinius cut off his head. He even returned from the same path with the spear and brought out the body of the Primarch. More blood inside.

"You underestimate me, no matter who it is, that's all."

Sanguinius said in a low voice, but just as he was about to pursue the victory, a group of mosquitoes and flies came with an unbearable stench that humans could not stand. Even the archangel had to avoid the edge for a while. , found a death guard wearing Terminator armor standing between him and Mortarion, and on the other side of the ship hall, thousands of death guards like this warrior, emitting stench and poisonous gas, were constantly pouring in. Come in……

The Blood Angels retreated, and so did Sanguinius, but he saw the desperation on Mortarion's face a second before teleporting away.

Chapter 413 Chapter 220 Six Retreat

The current legion commander of the Emperor's Children, Saul Tarvitz, put his hands on the gauntlet of his long sword, and stood proudly on the hill. He looked at the command of the former Lord of the Emperor's Children who was fleeing under the cover of his subordinates in the distance. Sergeant Eidolon, while across the field the Emperor's Children in noble armor of purple and gold executed the mortally wounded rebels:

Once noble warriors have degenerated into something even more odious. Their armor has turned a sickly pink, and the outer layer is smeared with expensive musk and an unknown slippery liquid. You can find it when you take off their helmets. These self-proclaimed The former Emperor's Children who were "Masters of Perfection" wore distorted, drug-addicted visages...

The only thing that can be associated with the former Third Legion is the increasingly fierce swordsmanship.

"We lost more than 500 soldiers, Captain Tarvitz," said Solomon, the captain of the Emperor's Children, standing behind Saul Tarvitz, who was wearing a helmet so that Tarvitz could not see his friend clearly. The expression on his face, but he can still guess some of it.

"But those traitors left at least two thousand corpses here, as well as some World Eaters and Death Guard."

"...the Legion is bleeding."

"Our wounds have never healed," Tarvitz said a little desolately, "After returning to the Prison Galaxy, we will prepare to receive the recruits trained there."

"Every legion will do this," Solomon added lightly, pointing to the direction where Aidolon fled, and said:

"Aren't you going to pursue it?"

"Fall into the trap of the Word Bearers and the Death Guard again?" Tarvitz asked back, he reached out and patted Solomon's shoulder, and said:

"This time, we have done a good enough job. With only a few thousand people, we don't have the power to crush everything on a battlefield of this level. The Emperor's Children Legion is far from recovering to the point where we can squander the lives of soldiers... …Even in the heyday of the Legion, we didn't do that."

Hearing this, Solomon shrugged, sighed, and said:

"I'm going to talk to the war blacksmith guarding the fortress. He seems to be able to do something with the subspace lighthouse in Sosa..."