supreme commander's bizarre adventure

"That's good, let Khan know, I'm going to the front too," Dawn nodded, his eyes swept over the running soldiers, and amidst the piercing air defense sirens, the entire planet turned into a limit Operational fortresses, anti-aircraft artillery and huge searchlights bright enough to pierce Terra's thick cloud cover are constantly searching for possible enemy fleets and aircraft.

"..."

Ignoring the ear-piercing sirens echoing in the sky, 2B of the ground battle group in the Yurha combat force put on his helmet to block out the noise, and the communication channel of the Jurha doll was filled with the psychic singer's voice. The graceful singing voice and the power of the ring are contained in it, which protects the soul of every Jurha humanoid and prevents it from being blasphemed by the evil gods of the subspace.

"Captain 2B, our squadron is assigned to defensive position No. 2-32. At that time, there will be an auxiliary infantry regiment and two hundred angry fighters to partner with us."

"Okay," 2B nodded, and she checked her weapons and armor again, as she would do many times before the battle began, and the members of her squadron did the same.This squadron under the command of 2B is an assault force with a total of 300 people. It is equipped with a large number of armored personnel carriers and suspension motorcycles. It has fierce firepower and is not tough enough. people around), Space Marines and a large number of levies.

Jurha's troops were all scattered in this adjacent position, and together with them were the Emperor's Children, Wrath Warriors, and Glory Knights who had fought side by side many times... Among them, the Glory Knights will serve as a reserve team and the counter-shock force, commanded by Commander Jurha and Gavier Loken, who moved the headquarters to the ground.

As for Jurha's commander company, they were all reinforced to the defense line of the palace, accompanied by hundreds of angry fighters besides some of Jurha's troops.Together with the Thousand Sons, the psychic diva troops maintain the psychic barrier covering the entire Terra. This barrier starts from the palace as the center, and the effect becomes worse the further the periphery is... the guards of those positions may have to It's time to face the evil forces of the warp.

webway.

Rorschach drove the ACU into the gate of the webway for a long time, and the feeling of establishing a connection with this war machine made him feel a little nostalgic, and outside the ACU, the milky white mist rolled, and occasionally a little thunder turned into a leap The electric snake sprinted across the edge of the webway, and sometimes even a cloud of light blue flames would appear. The flames were smashed by the shield of the ACU, and shattered into bits of light that dissipated in the mist.

After walking for too long, a figure appeared in front of Rorschach. That figure was wearing the emperor's son's purple-gold armor. The imperial sky eagle on the breastplate stretched its wings, and the tassel like horsehair was hammered from his helmet. Down below, the bright red cloak swayed slightly under the cold wind blowing in the webway.

Flames wrapped around the warrior, revealing the fact that he was no longer human.

"Akudona, are you coming to greet me again?"

"Apart from me, who else has the qualifications to welcome my best friend?" Akudona laughed and responded. After saying that, he took a little run-up, jumped onto the arm of ACU, and followed the arm all the way After climbing to the shoulder of the ACU and finding a suitable place to sit down, the soldier said with a smile:

"For the sake of the Emperor, take me for a ride... I've always wanted to get a motorcycle, but unfortunately, beings like us will slowly burn those vehicles and make them explode."

"That's a pity." Rorschach sat in the cab, showing a relaxed smile, "I remember that the machines in this universe aren't things like organic souls?"

"There are still relatively few now, even fewer who can become a member of the Legion of the Cursed," Akudona explained lazily, and then he asked:

"The Emperor's Children...how is it now?"

"Well, the recruits have also joined the army. The entire legion now has more than 6000 people. Sol is planning to regain Chemos."

"That's good..." Akudona nodded, "To be honest, the people here are too boring, and some people will tell cold jokes between battles, which can make them laugh all day long. I also said that , but no one told me a joke after that.”

"Are you really telling a joke?"

"Probably, I think it's quite funny..."

Chapter 461 Chapter 270 Prologue: The Wolf God is Dead

"Father……"

Shouts of cheers woke Horus Lupecar from his trance, and he looked left and right to find himself standing directly in front of the crowd, surrounded by his brothers and pushing him forward.

In front is a broad crimson carpet. The raw material of the carpet is the best wool in the galaxy, and it is made by a thousand of the most prestigious weavers for a whole year. The edges of the two sides of the carpet are embellished with golden The pattern, inside the pattern is a gorgeous poem, singing of this coming moment.

"Come forward, Horus," his brother pushed him, "Father is waiting for you."

Father……

Horus Lupekar looked ahead, at the end of the carpet, where stood his father, Emperor of the Empire, Lord of Men.

The expression on the face of the Lord of Humanity was soft, gentle and full of pride. He looked at Horus Lupekar and waved to him gently. The golden armor looked extremely shining and noble under the light that bloomed in the sky of Ullanor... Horus Lupekar subconsciously took a step forward.

The cheers became louder, they chanted the name of Horus Lupekar, countless flower petals were scattered in the sky, precious incense was burned like firewood, golden, silver, red, green Red, purple, white, tens of thousands of ribbons fluttered here with the breeze, tens of thousands of flags were erected high, and the soldiers holding the flagpoles shed tears of excitement.

"Horus! Horus! Horus!"

Cheers and yells intertwined, making Horus Lupekar's ears hurt. He sighed slightly, patted the hands of his brothers who stood beside him encouraging him, hugged them, extended blessings, and then , walked forward.

"" Horus!The head of the Primarch!The emperor's eldest son! "

One step, another step... With each step, the surrounding crowd burst into layers of cheers, the sound was so loud that Horus Lupekar thought he had fallen into the sharp edge of some banshee. Call the house.

Finally, Horus Lupekar stood in front of the Emperor, and the two otherworldly stared at each other. It didn't last long, but to Horus Lupekar, it seemed that a period of time had passed. For centuries, he looked at the Emperor, and the Emperor looked at him.

The lord of mankind said:

"My son..."

"Father……"

Horus Lupekar chanted in a low voice, and then, the sharp claw equipped on his right hand suddenly thrust forward!

Before the claws reached the Emperor's chest, this beautiful world collapsed, and the brothers of Horus Lupekar disappeared into pale shadows, and the surrounding people became little fires that finally went out, and The person in front of him also revealed his original, true appearance.

In the dark world, only

Horus Lupekar and the Emperor.

"Father, has there ever been reality in you?" Horus Lupekar asked softly, his sharp claws brushed lightly across the chest of the person in front of him, but only the phantom of the Emperor There was a slight ripple, "But it doesn't matter, you are acting very real now."

"Old and hypocritical, I can only look helplessly at what is about to happen in front of me."

The Emperor stood in front of Horus Lupekar, his slightly dark skin stuck close to the hollows of his cheeks, and his beard was black and white, as if gray steel mixed with pure white winter snow. There was a wave of emotion, the plain robes covered the thin shoulders and body, and the bare soles of the feet were covered with dust.

But his eyes were clear and sharp, but there was a hint of sadness hidden in the deepest part.

In the darkness behind the man were countless fire lights, and in the largest flame sat a giant. Horus Lupekar could see who was in the flame, it was one of his brothers.

That conceited nerd... However, nerds also have the benefits of being nerds. Horus Lupekar laughed, his face had already turned pale, and the power of the subspace rolled wantonly in his body, bringing power and at the same time Also hurt.

"This is the machine you used to punish my brother? Send it to a machine that extracts psionic energy and burns souls? It's such an amazing idea. Maybe those Haemonculus from the Dark Eldar will be amazed after seeing it..."

"..."

The darkness around the two of them rolled quickly, and a strange low laugh came from the depths, and carrion vultures formed a circle around them. These hideous creatures shook their heads, waiting for one or both of them to come. together, waiting to be turned into corpses so that they could feast on them.

"Why don't you speak, my father, Emperor of the Empire, Lord of Men?"

Horus Lupekar raised the sharp claw of his right hand and carefully examined the horrific weapon. He waited for a while, but still did not wait for the emperor's response... A trace of shame climbed up Horus. In Lupecar's heart, he looked into the Emperor's eyes and roared, his voice was like a sudden thunder in a barren land, and even the surrounding darkness was shocked:

"Your country of lies is coming to an end, your life is coming to an end, and everything about you will become meaningless... However, you still don't want to say a word to me."

"What? Do you think you can bring me back with the memory of the past? Turn me into a chess piece that you can manipulate in the past?"

"You are worthless, so you ask your puppet children to be as useless as you. Your blade comes from falsehood, and your strength comes from lies!"

The Emperor did not speak.

"Silence? Well, silence is also a kind of silence," Horus Lupekar said with a ferocious smile on his face. He looked at the emperor and said word by word:

"When I smashed rocks, bound winds, broke wings, shredded shadows, and melted steel, I also hope that you can remain silent, just as you have done in the past and are doing now."

There was a hint of pain on the emperor's face, but he still clenched his teeth, and his head never lowered... Horus Lupekar suddenly realized that the eyes of the man in front of him, his father, the lord of mankind, had been looking at him from the very beginning. He didn't put it on himself, but threw it into the deeper darkness behind him!

Fury instantly dominated all of Horus Lupekar.

But at this moment, the emperor's eyes trembled. He looked at the heir he was most proud of when he walked in front of him. The man's lips moved, as if he had said something, but Horus Lupekar, who could no longer hear clearly, growled loudly:

"The former wolf god Lupekar is dead, and now standing in front of you is Warmaster Horus!"

Laughter resounded throughout the wriggling darkness, even making the candles behind the emperor curl up and dim. The vultures fluttered up and circled, their shrill cries were like human howls, and ashes fell from above, On the emperor's body...

"I have returned."

Warmaster Horus said.

"I reject you."

Chapter 462 Chapter 270 Chapter [-] Retreat

The universe is bleeding.

Corvus Corax had been disbelieving.

Centered on the Glorious Queen-class battleship the Emperor's Shadow, a fleet of about a hundred ships besieged a squadron of traitors, which were identified as the fleet of the Word Bearers Legion.The range of tactical maneuvers of the insurgents was suppressed to the limit, and these ships tried in vain to break through, but each time they were blocked by guerrilla fleets at least twice as large as the breakout ships.

Commanding the guerrilla fleet is the Lord of Ravens, the Lord of Shadows, the Lord of the Dawn of the Salvation Star... There are too many such names, so many that this person who is adorned by these names is troubled, Kovos · Corax felt the vibration of the battleship under his feet, and thought out of boredom.

He was enjoying tearing apart Lorgar's brood and warships.

Every bombardment of the Queen of Glory-class battleship will make the enemy tremble in body and soul. The ugly fleet that once swept the entire Pluto space domain like a tide, with traces of subspace and old scars, is now heading towards Terra. What happened here It was just a small ambush.

The communication in the entire battle area was messed up. Of course, this was the desperate cry of the ambushed before their death. They begged their Primarch or Warmaster to send reinforcements, but they were let go countless times and sent out the astrology The message fell into the sea, and there was no response.

The Lord of Shadows was hoping someone would bring reinforcements, so that another fleet of fleets hidden in the planet's shadow would come in handy... Unfortunately, they didn't.

"My lord," the warrior standing next to the Primarch stepped forward and asked:

"Is it necessary to jump gangs? Several of the twenty-odd warships have not seen obvious traces of chaos pollution, and they look like they were snatched from other loyalists."

"Go ahead... wait a minute, you stay, stay here."

Covos Corax looked at the heir in front of him approvingly, this soldier named Nikonor Sharokin, he was once a member of a certain secret team and made countless achievements that were not known to the public, and Now he has returned to the Legion and took over the post of Commander Duying.

It was the position that Sorolla An once held.

Not only the affirmation of Sharokin's achievements, but also the recognition of his ability. After all... He is the only one in the entire army who can barely keep up with Corax's footsteps in the shadows.

Maybe this child can be used as an ammunition bag... Ahem, this soldier may be able to take over more important responsibilities.

"Yes, as you wish, my lord."

Nikonor Sharokin replied with a bow. Hearing this familiar reply format, Corax raised his eyebrows. He moved his body on the throne, scanned the holographic projection in front of his eyes, and confirmed that the whole battle situation was still in progress. After grasping it in his own hands, the Raven King asked with great interest:

"It seems that you have been influenced by some of those imperial lords."

"I can't deny this, my lord," Sharokin considered his words, he didn't want to cause a rift between the two people who are important to the empire because of some of his unintentional words, "that lord gave us With a lot of help, the Jurha troops under his command have also maintained their loyalty to their lord."

"Don't be nervous, Nikonor," Corax waved his hand, and he continued to ask gently:

"You seem to have only seen that lord once?"

"Yes, I followed the 'Death Watch' team to submit an experiment data report on Mars. At that time, I happened to meet Lord Rorschach... He was reprimanding the Jurha Research Department and the mechanical priest who led the plasma pistol rapid-fire project. "

Even now, Nikonor Sharokin stands in front of his original body, and he can still think of that not-so-distant afternoon when he followed his companions to the moon to perform a mission. At that time, he never thought that he would be so close to death .

That was the threat of death that he had never felt when facing and beheading the two rebel emperors and sons one after another.

"That experimental plasma pistol is said to be able to fire continuously like a bolter... I held that thing and fired fifteen rounds uncontrollably in about three seconds... And then, the thing went down It exploded in a second."

Sharokin said with lingering fear that he was not wearing a helmet, and Corax could clearly see the twitching of the warrior's facial muscles. He must have been shocked by the scene at that time.

"If it wasn't for Zefeng of the Holy Blood Angels rushing up to kick that thing away, I'm afraid the best result for me now would be to be buried in the Dreadnought Mech... I followed that battle after that battle, followed the High Priest of the Circle He traveled to Mars with the super-priest Belliseliu Kaur and met Lord Rorschach there."

"This is really a rare experience, Nikonor, cherish the friendship with your companions, whether it is in the legion or outside the legion," Corax smiled, and he stood up and faced Sharokin who was standing beside him. said:

"I'm going to exercise my body, Nikonor, you command the fleet, don't let me down."

"Yes, as you wish, my lord."

Afterwards, Corax turned into a shadow and merged into the shadows inside the bridge. In just a few minutes, he crossed the distance of half a battleship, and mixed into a Thunderhawk fighter that was about to set off to jump gang.

The Raven King quietly looked at the fighters in the cabin in the shadows. Although these fighters are qualified, they are only qualified... Although the soldiers of the former legion could not find themselves, they could faintly feel their presence in the shadows. Existence, and those elites blend into the shadows just like themselves.

Time is still too tight.

Corax sighed and thought that although he appeared calm on the surface, the pressure in his heart has always been a lot, from the enemy, from the empire, from the legion, and more importantly... from himself:

He finds himself turning into a "monster".

After Istvan V came back alive, he could feel that he was gradually approaching that treacherous world every minute and every second. The mighty power of the subspace was affecting the body and soul of the Primarch. Don't know if that's a bad thing, but just judging from the effect so far, it feels pretty good.

The Thunderhawk fighter deftly avoided the weak anti-aircraft firepower, and broke in through a gap that was blown open. Not only this one, but several landing craft also broke into the interior of the ship, and were besieged by the Word Bearers.

The resistance of the Word Bearers was fierce, and all kinds of warp beasts and evil things also greatly threatened the lives of the Raven Guard, but... Corax appeared.

The Primarch of the No.19 Legion slowly appeared from the shadow of a Raven Warrior. The Word Bearer who was confronting the Warrior opened his eyes wide and froze in place for a moment. He opened his mouth wide because he was shocked. And unable to speak, can only make a whooping sound...

It took Corax about ten seconds to kill all the Word Bearers present. The Night Guard cheered because of his appearance, but they quickly fell silent and continued to advance towards the interior of the ship.

"Tsk..."

The Lord of Shadows stood there, looking at the corpses on the ground. Those Word Bearers lost their courage before they died, and the eyes that could not be closed after death looked even more disgusting.

After stomping on the head of a still-dead Word Bearer, Corax walked slowly into the depths of the ship, leaving only a stream of blood flowing in the direction the Primarch left.

"..."

"A small victory," said Sharokin standing on the bridge of the Emperor's Shadow, "but... gather the troops and we retreat."

Even with the victory, we still need to step back.

Chapter 463 Chapter 270

What is forward?

This question is meaningless to the rebels. They think that they are not advancing, but crushing, crushing all obstacles in front of them.