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As Lorgar picked up the weapon, the runes around his body lit up one after another, and the dark spiritual energy of the Primarch swept across the devices in the room wantonly. For a moment, a gust of wind howled in this wide room, but soon Disappear.

Lorgar restrained her strength and walked out of the gate.

Now, nothing can stand in the way of his final success.

"..."

"..."

"Your move is a bit reckless, Regent."

"I just want to achieve greater success... and, to pay a little, no, to make some huge sacrifices," Sanguinius looked up at the old man sitting in front of him.

The old man was wearing a gray robe and holding an eagle scepter. His face had long been scarred by the years. Wrinkles extended from the corners of his eyes and eventually filled his entire body.

"Sacrifice is inevitable," the old man said with a smile, "I'm just curious, why do you want to call me when this great enemy is in front of you, you should know, I'm very busy."

"...I just have something to say, but we can play chess first."

The old man raised his eyebrows and moved the chess pieces on the chessboard. The chess pieces in his hand had completely surrounded Sanguinius, and in another round, the Archangel would lose.

"What do you see, Regent?"

"...a darker future, but not the Empire and the Emperor, or, at least for the time being, there is no relationship...the future is not certain."

The archangel sighed slightly in his heart, he didn't tell anyone about his prophecy for the past few days, the huge pressure made him physically and mentally exhausted, and the guilt of forcing others to sacrifice made his heart suffer even more.

"Well, I'm still very interested in this... What sacrifices are you going to use next to get a better chance?"

"Jester."

"Ok?"

The Archangel moved the chess pieces. This move was extremely delicate. The position of the "Jester" blocked the old man's chess pieces from spying on the crown. Any chess piece that wanted to threaten the "Crown" had to crush the "Jester".

"The angel piece is too far away," Sanguinius whispered, "he can't catch up."

Is that so... The old man sighed, but when he looked up at the archangel, the latter raised a finger and shook his head slightly.

Malcador laughed. He reached out to pick up the "Jester" chess piece and put it in his arms, got up and left the place, leaving only Sanguinius sitting in the shadows, a tear slipped from the corner of the archangel's eyes, It dripped to the ground and broke into pieces.

Chapter 466 Chapter 270 Seven The Torn Sky

The enemy has arrived.

The first cannonballs fell from the vault of heaven, and the rebels would purposely take aim at the Palace, the heart of the Empire, the abode of the Emperor himself.This cannonball, whose symbolic meaning is greater than its actual effect, roared through the sky, drawing a beautiful arc, and was defeated by the laser interception system before it touched the shield on the palace.

Rogg Dorn, the Emperor's Praetorian, looked at the sky illuminated by the light of the counterattack. The eternally gloomy atmosphere of Terra was also pierced by the bombs dropped by the rebels. The sun's rays briefly Shining on the ancient land of Terra, it was soon overshadowed by the fire of the Imperial counterattack.

Donne stood on the high wall, without squinting, as motionless as a mountain. The golden armor and silver-white beard and hair decorated the giant's body with a trace of sternness, and there was uncompromising determination in that resolute face.And his brothers, the brothers who jointly inherited the blood of the Lord of Humanity, the Archangel of Baal and the Warhawk of Chogoris faced the coming frenzy with him.

"What arrogance."

Sanguinius, the Regent of the Empire, the Archangel of Baal, and the Lord of the Ninth Legion, said in a low voice. He was wearing the same golden armor as the Praetorian. He was so handsome that he fell from heaven and was exiled to the This holy incarnation in the sad world, with a pair of pure white wings trembling slightly behind him, showed the Primarch's unsettled heart.

"Heaven will make him mad if he wants to die."

Chogoris' war eagle was dressed in white armor, and he didn't wear a helmet. Under the high bun was a wild and wise face, and the smile that never disappeared was also dyed at this time. A trace of worry, like the bright red sunset at the end of summer and the beginning of autumn.

"Horus is born with self-confidence, he is the most outstanding existence among us," Dorn said blankly, "but now he has become self-willed... What if we break through Terra? He would then die in the midst of a vast army of Ultramarines and Dark Angels."

"Breaking Terra and killing his father has become his obsession. This is our chance."

The majestic bells rang, and the wailing sirens intertwined constituted the beginning of this grand symphony. The three Primarchs looked at the sky, and tens of thousands of meteors streaked across the distant sky. Since the beginning of the Great Crusade, the sacred Never before had so many warships orbited Terra.

Each of them carries their own glory, each of them has made countless meritorious service, and now, they have become fierce and vicious rebels. bared his ferocious fangs.

Light spears, macro cannons, plasma clusters...all the weapons that can be used to attack pour their power on the void shield covering the palace and defensive positions, the sudden burst of dim light, continuous flashes, turbulent The incoming shock waves and ear-piercing roars—

Humans have always been good at slaughtering their own kind.

"Brother... what is father doing in the palace?" Zhan Ying asked in a low voice to the stubborn stone, who shook his head slightly, and responded with the same indifferent voice:

"I don't know, but Commander Rorschach has already entered it. Believe in the abilities of him and the Emperor. If even his steel army and the strength of the Emperor himself can't handle something, then I'm afraid it will be worse than Horus himself." It's even trickier."

"One wave has not settled, and another wave has arisen," Zhanying complained, but soon, he put his mind on the battle that had already occurred:

Countless shells fell into the atmosphere, aiming randomly at a target no matter whether it was important or not, drawing orange-red lines of fire across the sky. The pure white laser beam scorched the surrounding air with ultra-high temperature. Even on the high wall, the Trinity could feel the oncoming heat wave.

"I have seen countless battlefields, but they have never been as magnificent as today."

"Fleeting, but deadly," said Dorn, watching the flames rise on the skyline where, beyond shields and voidshields, Terra's earth and sky were torn apart, mountains and rivers crumbling, The sky is collapsing, and the fate of human beings there is naturally doomed.

"I often marvel at the light that ordinary people shine, look at those ordinary conscripts, they wear simple armor and laser guns supported by Lord Rorschach, they are simply armed, just to slow down the enemy attacking, expending their ammunition ... These guys, everybody knows that, but even then they took up arms."

Sanguinius did not look far away, but set his eyes on the crowd under the high wall. He lowered his eyes slightly and clenched his fists. At this moment, the archangel hated his own weakness and the betrayal of Horus.

"We are by no means gods," Warhawk comforted, "but we still have the ability to protect the beauty within our arms."

Under the high wall, someone noticed the Primarchs above the high wall, and countless people burst into cheers. The rapid attack of the Warmaster cast a shadow over everyone's hearts, and they began to hesitate and waver, but right here When they saw the Primarchs.

"They're beckoning to us, Dorn," Sanguinius looked softly at the conscripts, auxiliaries, and Space Marines below. "Look, they've placed their faith in us."

"The real strength should be the tenacity of the heart," Dorn sighed slightly, he closed his eyes, and Jaghatai Khan, who was standing beside the archangel, patted his brother on the shoulder and said with a big smile:

"Go! Sanguinius, go, our archangel, do what you have to do, do what you want to do!"

Sanguinius smiled, he stepped on the battlement of the high wall, and then jumped!

The broad wings stretched out, and the angel soared in the sky. Everyone was dominated by the beauty of this moment. They were full of tears, and the haze in their hearts was swept away.The pure white feather exudes a charming luster in the continuous flashing firelight. At this moment, the entire battlefield is still, as if the distant artillery fire has gradually faded away...

The archangel flew over the battlefield, bringing the breeze across everyone's face, even the most ruthless soldiers and officers were surprised to find that they were already in tears after they flew by Sanguinius Orbital!

"Sanguinius! Sanguinius! Sanguinius!"

"Our Regent, Emperor's Son, Eternal Archangel!"

The crowd cheered higher and higher until Sanguinius returned to the high wall and disappeared from everyone's sight.

Chapter 467 Chapter 270 Eight Collisions

Later generations have different opinions about the first army sent by Horus when he attacked the land of Terra, but the most credible and widely circulated is that the troops sent by the World Eaters Legion desecrated Terra before all the rebels. the earth.

And it is.

"This is crazy..."

Angry warrior think tank, Ikari Shinji looked up at the sky, where a frigate marked as the World Eaters Legion rushed straight down from beyond the sky, and the anti-aircraft artillery was powerless to stop it. The moment the battleship was about to touch the ground, the battleship activated The engine and the recoil device were damaged, but even so, the frigate fell heavily to the ground, the hull was almost broken in two, and the roar of the engine gradually fell silent.

"Is anyone really able to survive from there?" Wei Gong Shirou looked at the black flame rising in the distance in surprise, "When this thing came down just now, I thought it would hit our position directly! "

"The power of the subspace will always bring us extra surprises," Shinji Ikari, a think tank, started the dismantling position on the warhammer. Blessed with the power from human wisdom.

"They're coming!"

As Ikari Shinji said, the earth trembled, and the World Eaters who had already painted their armor scarlet shouted, and under the action of the butcher nails, broken frigates poured out. Behind them, more landing pods, more Many Thunderhawks and transport planes landed continuously, emptying out the butchers inside, and then flew towards the warships in orbit. This voyage will continue until one of them completely disappears.

The vanguard squad of the Fifth Company of Wrath Warriors is in a dense housing area. These ancient and sturdy buildings deeply influenced by the Gothic style are lined up row by row, and now they have become the strongest fortress in the hands of loyalists.

In addition to the ten angry fighters stationed here, there are also hundreds of conscripts. These men and women aged between 20 and 30 are wearing armor produced on Mars in another universe, holding laser rifles and various weapons. Weapons, there is only one T2 "pillar" heavy tank here, it is carefully hidden behind a building area, and the control is in the hands of technical sergeant Sousuke Sagara.

"1000 meters!"

Emiya Shiro, the captain, shouted loudly. Surrounding him were two communications soldiers. These two smart young men were selected to take on this important responsibility. After quickly recording the information transmitted by the observation post in front, It will be sent to the rear command post through the complicated communication network, and such information transmission is happening every minute and every second.

"500 meters!"

The space marines checked the ammunition of their bolters, and there was a crisp click after checking, while the levies carefully huddled up, hiding themselves in walls and ditches, whispering prayers to the Emperor.

"shooting!"

Emiya Shirou was the first to pull his trigger. He stepped out from behind a huge stone pillar and sent the first explosive bomb into the head of the World Eater warrior at the front. Tate's superhuman body could not resist the purest violence for a moment, and the half-headed body slowly fell down, being stepped over by the butchers behind him.

For those World Eaters, hundreds of beings shooting at them suddenly appeared in the room in front of them. The laser gun shooting could not shake the armor of the space fighters in a short time, but those large-caliber automatic guns were a dire threat.

And such weapons abound here.

The barrage of lasers and explosive shells shredded the World Eaters in front. At least forty World Eaters fell on the way to charge, but more people ignored the counterattack of the defenders. Under the influence of Butcher's Nail, he swung his chainsaw sword and power axe, howled, and gave his body and mind to the Lord of Slaughter...

Holding the mine detonation button, Ayazaki Sa narrowed his eyes slightly. He carefully estimated the enemy's advancing speed, just to make the explosives in front of the position detonate at the most suitable and appropriate time, inflicting maximum damage on the enemy.

The time has come!

Ayazaki Sa pressed the button, and 0.01 seconds later, the ground in front of the position was completely detonated, dust was flying, and the World Eaters within the entire explosion range had already turned into scattered fragments and pieces of meat, and the smell of blood followed. The strong wind swept across the entire position, causing several conscripts to spit out.

The first wave of offensive was resolved, but this was only the beginning.

One, two, dozens, hundreds of figures appeared from the flying dust. They were the soldiers of the World Eaters Legion, and those who had followed them to fight for the future of mankind and were also nailed by the butcher. Sun Auxiliaries!

"It's really embarrassing," Ikari Shinji said in a low voice. He put on his psychic hood and swung out the warhammer in his hand. Opposite him was a World Eater warrior without a helmet, with bloodshot eyes and the back of his head. That ugly thing made Angry Think Tank feel physically uncomfortable... So, he decided to quickly deal with this enemy:

Ikari Shinji took a step back sideways, avoiding the vertical strike of the World Eater warrior, and the think tank's left hand clenched his fist suddenly, hitting the temple of the World Eater. After suffering such a blow, the butcher fell into a trance, but He has no chance to continue the attack.

The sound of the warhammer piercing the air came in an instant, and at the same time it swung the chainsword in the hands of the World Eater, it also shattered his head. Before the dead body fell down, Shinji Ikari picked it up and escaped several explosive bombs Gun shooting!

Throwing away the corpse, Angry Think Tank threw his own warhammer, and after rescuing his brother, he also picked up the plasma pistol at his waist with his left hand, and fired three times at the World Eater holding a flamethrower in the distance, which triggered The flames of the martyrdom engulfed the surrounding auxiliary army, and the howling of human beings being licked by the flames echoed under the gray sky.

With a thought, he recalled his war hammer, and Shinji Ikari strode forward, shoulder to shoulder with his brothers.

"Forever angry!"

"Blood sacrifice to the blood god!"

"It's like this all the time!"

"Skull Offering Skull Lord!"

The soldiers on both sides shouted battle roars and collided, but at this moment, the sky boiled.

Located in the palace, several artillery positions roared. The powerful firepower of the heavy artillery station and the heavy artillery regiment instantly covered the entire forward position, cutting off the follow-up charge of the traitors. The cultists were also completely defeated by the strangulation of angry soldiers and conscripts!

As the last World Eater who rushed into the position and killed dozens of conscripts died behind Natsuki Subaru's power sword, Shinji Ikari looked at everything around him, panting softly, Emiya Shirou walked over Patted him on the shoulder and said:

"Be careful, don't make yourself too tired, and don't use too much psionic energy. This is not another universe, and there is no such stable subspace."

"I will pay attention...you go to appease the conscripts, and by the way, ask for additional manpower."

"it is good."

Looking at the figure of his brother leaving, Ikari Shinji took a deep breath. In the past few days and nights, he has been troubled by a nightmare. Now, the day that the nightmare indicates is coming... This is something he cannot escape fighting.

"Can't escape... can't escape... can't escape..."

Ikari Shinji clutched his chest, where his gene-seed was burning hot.

Chapter 468 Chapter 270 Nine Short Respite

After two hours of shelling, the World Eaters' offensive momentum was finally contained, and they seemed to wake up a little from the madness brought about by Butcher's Nails, dropping thousands of Astartes and cultists. The bodies were then evacuated from the front line.

According to aerial reconnaissance, they seem to have established a crude line of defense mainly based on crashed warships and broken ruins, and beyond that thin front line, countless transport planes are going back and forth between orbits, ignoring Terra The anti-aircraft firepower in the sky is getting weaker and weaker.

Rogge Dorn concentrated more than half of the defensive weapons on the palace defense line, which was the area where the traitors concentrated their attacks and also the focus of the guards' defense.

Sometimes, Ikari Shinji was glad that he didn't stay on those fronts that looked like a meat grinder, but even in the defense zone where he was, half of the hundreds of conscripts had become familiar faces...

War is more terrifying than he imagined.

"My lord, the logistics officer of the Angry Warrior Legion is here."

A voice interrupted Ikari Shinji's thinking. He looked up and found that it was the correspondent of the conscript company attached to the defense line. It was a young woman, her name was Angelna, and she was once a farmer on an agricultural planet. Ordinary people, born in an ordinary way, went to school in an ordinary way, lived in an ordinary way... until the war of the Great Rebellion swept across the entire galaxy.

She was the only one in the whole family who successfully boarded a transport ship of the Imperial Navy, and came to Holy Terra along with the battleship and the refugees on the battleship. After more than a year of training here, she became a qualified communication officer. soldier.

"Don't call me my lord," Ikari Shinji said, "If you can still call me my position, think tank, of course, if you can, I hope you can call me by my name."

"How is this possible?! Master Astartes is a master... I... I went to work!"

This made Angelna panic, she waved her hands again and again, and quickly disappeared from Ikari Shinji after bowing.

"..."

Looking at the thin figure, Ikari Shinji was speechless. After a while, the think tank of the angry warrior stepped forward and walked towards the rear of the defense line. He was going to count the weapons and ammunition replenished this time, and the staff was in charge of Shirou Emiya.

Walking bent over for a few minutes, after turning four or five streets, Ikari Shinji came to the handover place, where the technical sergeant of the Angry Warrior Legion in charge of front-line support had been waiting for a long time, as soon as he saw Ikari Shinji complained:

"Think Tank, you are late! You didn't lose a leg..."

"Shut up, Aled, you guys swallowed my three base automatic cannon shells last time!"

"No!" Technical sergeant Aled was wearing a helmet and yelled loudly, but Shinji Ikari could imagine that there must be a pair of wide-eyed eyes under there. This guy has had this problem since he was a recruit.

"Position No. 4 was suddenly crushed by those mad dogs. If I hadn't happened to be distributing ammunition there, otherwise...hmph, you wouldn't even be able to get a single explosive bomb."