Chapter 441 Tears, the overly loyal legion of fear
"The Abomination is attacking, everyone seeks cover and implements the plague weapon prevention plan!"
Ward struggled to escape from the despair and shouted with a voice that was almost voiceless.
The plague weapons wielded by the Abomination warriors are terrifying.
Plague bombs exploded across the lines, swelling yellow clouds of explosions filling the sky and spreading downward, obscuring the trenches.
The poisonous mist was unusually thick, reaching an unnatural level, and more wails came from the mist.
Ward instinctively tightened the protective suit, then remembered something and took out a special repair tape as quickly as possible to wrap the crack tightly, circle after circle.
He repaired every possible breach.
Imprisoning his body in a protective suit full of old sweat and poor quality odor.
The poisonous fog of the plague pressed forward little by little, harvesting the lives of the soldiers.
"We have encountered the most terrible plague since the war!"
Ward saw with his own eyes that a soldier was instantly infected by the plague because his mask fell off, and turned into a swollen, pale corpse.
That was only the beginning, before the plague desecrated the body and made it stand again.
Snap——
His laser pistol shattered the plague walker's head, preventing the soldier's corpse from being further desecrated.
However, all this is of no avail.
The poisonous fog of the plague still drifted over coldly, drowning the trenches along the way and the sound of firing. Even the mechanical artillery was corroded and misfired.
Next to him, the sergeant with only one hand shouted, firing aimlessly:
"Sir, we can't stop it. We can't stop the hateful attack at all. Everyone will die!"
"We can't hold it anymore, let's retreat."
"Death to heretics!"
Ward also knew that he could not hold on, and even his superiors had lost contact, but he still did not give an order to retreat.
Where can they retreat to, and if they escape, who else can protect the tens of millions of lives in Harbor City?
But he also did not execute the timid NCO who suggested retreat.
Let them die on the battlefield, at least they can shoot a few more bullets.
The major was determined to die.
Fortunately, a convective wind blew over, temporarily dispersing part of the plague poisonous fog, giving the 97th Calth Regiment a chance to breathe.
"The Emperor has blessed us!"
Ward shouted excitedly and led the soldiers to launch a counterattack. Laser beams and artillery fire flew towards the Abomination Warriors.
It's just that such an attack is like scratching an itch for the Death Guard.
They hummed sad carols and rushed directly into the raining laser jungle. Even if they were shot, they would only lose some rotten bodies and tentacles.
What's more, most of the attacks hit the armor without affecting anything at all.
"Weak mortal warriors, abandon the cold and heartless Corpse Emperor and join the eternal death and rebirth. The Holy Father can grant you more generosity."
The Death Guard sneered.
They shot as they advanced.
The rusty and rotting bolter was still deadly, capable of exploding bodies on contact and creating a gaping hole in the rear baffle.
More lives were taken.
Ward struck a Death Guard, burning a hole in the ugly skull, but the attack failed to kill him.
The abomination warrior turned his head and smiled cruelly.
The bolter shells swept over, and the soldiers in the trench were unable to escape and turned into blood foam.
Ward was not killed by this attack, and watched helplessly as half of the body of the one-armed sergeant beside him fell down, still twitching.
That was his last noncommissioned officer.
The enemy's offensive became more fierce, and hateful machines that combined flesh and metal began to appear in the mist. Their bodies were covered with putrid carapace, and their eyeballs were like green lights.
That's the Demon Engine.
The demon engines raised their brass muzzles and sprayed out more venom deadly enough to corrode steel.
Others can spew vicious flames and swarms of rotting flies.
This caused heavy losses to the 97th Calth Regiment, which was unable to resist at all. Dozens or hundreds of people were dying every second.
Their lines collapsed with alarming speed.
"O Emperor, devout believers pray for your mercy..."
Ward was knocked to the ground by the aftermath of the explosion, helplessly begging the Emperor: "Please send your holy angel to destroy the abomination that invaded here!"
He knew clearly that the only people the Empire could deal with these hateful warriors were the Emperor's angels.
This major was fortunate enough to witness the arrival of angels during a war. Those warriors descended from the sky and were so powerful and unstoppable.
Suddenly, he saw something with his blurred vision, which were burning fireballs one after another.
This seems to activate the memory of the past.
That was the scene of the arrival of the Emperor's Angels. The Emperor's Angels and Ultramarines guarding Ultramar were about to come to this world.
They were saved.
"Praise the Emperor!"
Regardless of his injuries, Ward climbed up and shouted on the channel: "The divine being sent His angels, and we have hope of salvation.
All soldiers, hold the line! ”
In an instant, the 97th Kaos Regiment burst out with more combat power and unexpectedly blocked a wave of attacks.
In order to stop the movement of heretics, some soldiers even tied bombs to bomb the enemy.
This is the importance of morale.
As long as there is a glimmer of hope, the imperial army can burst into amazing energy.
Some well-equipped mortal troops with top morale can even kill Space Marines at their limit.
Over the front.
The traces of flames became clearer and clearer. They were airdrop pods descending at high speed one after another.
Yet the strange thing is.
Although the airdrop pods are about the same size, they are different in appearance. Some are gorgeous, some are ferocious, and they have various decorations that exude intimidation.
Some airdrop pods even emitted extremely violent music during their descent, more like some kind of customized airdrop equipment.
Boom, boom, boom.
The airdrop pods crashed down one after another, causing the ground to tremble.
A roaring demon engine was unfortunately hit and turned into scrap metal, accidentally saving more lives.
Ward stared closely at the drop pod that destroyed the demon engine not far away, hoping to witness the heroic appearance of the Emperor's Angel with his own eyes.
Bang!
The airdrop pod erupted with flames, and a tall and intimidating figure rose in the center.
"The great angel..."
Ward almost knelt down in a frenzy. The Lord Angel was so sacred and mighty, with ferocious armor, flaming wings, and sharp horns.
"No, that's not the Emperor's Angel!"
However, the next moment, he reacted and his voice was blocked in his throat.
What appeared in front of him was not any known emperor's angel, but some kind of hateful warrior, and he could feel the strong aura of heresy on his body.
Seems more terrifying than the Plague Abomination Warriors.
Roar——
"Let the fire of fear consume everything!"
The Dread Warrior's broken horn raised the flaming power ax high and let out a terrifying roar.
This seemed to be some kind of signal, and other fear warriors also roared.
The Dread Legion...arrives on the battlefield!
In an instant, Ward couldn't help but feel fear in his heart, and his legs became weak.
A new hateful enemy has appeared on the battlefield!
The Dread Warriors landed between the Death Guard and the 97th Regiment of Calth.
This scene made the major and the soldiers increasingly desperate.
Because the new hated enemy is too close to people like myself, there is no chance to react.
They wanted to launch an attack, but they lost the ability to act because of the fear in their hearts. It seemed that if they angered these hateful warriors, they would turn into pieces.
However, under the desperate eyes of Ward and the soldiers, the Dread Warriors charged towards the Death Guard like beasts emerging from their cages.
Their morale was stronger and their weapons were better, and they broke through the Death Guard's defense line in one fell swoop.
Then he just slashed randomly, for fear that his enemy would be snatched away by others.
Those are all white spots of blood!
"What on earth is going on? Why are the haters fighting?"
Ward was confused and didn't know what was going on.
However, he still ordered not to attack the fear warriors so as not to offend these guys. After all, they had no signs of attacking humans yet.
Soon, the soldiers organized themselves to continue attacking the Death Guard, acting as support.
Ward had just fired a few shots when he noticed something flying over and immediately lay down to avoid it.
boom!
The Dread Warrior's broken horn was hit by the Death Guard's heavy artillery, flying upside down and smashing into the trench.
As soon as he got up, he saw a mortal major looking at him in fear, and even slowly raised the toy-like laser pistol.
The next moment, the turret at the rear was hit by corrupted psychic energy and collapsed on the two of them.
"Mortal, are you alive?"
The tall figure with a broken horn blocked the remains of the turret and looked at the major nervously, as if he was worried that the other party would die in front of him.
That's trouble.
When he found out that the major was still alive, he breathed a sigh of relief: "It's good that he's not dead. You'd better get away and don't affect my killing!"
After that, the fear warrior suddenly flapped his wings, flew back to the distant battlefield, and chopped off the head of the Death Guard Think Tank with an axe.
Ward was blown down by the wind caused by the flames' wings, and his protective suit wrinkled under the heat.
He was a little confused: "The Abominable Warrior saved me?"
The major regained his composure, got up and observed the battlefield, and found that the fear warriors did not show any signs of harming humans, but would instead protect humans in times of crisis.
It seems that he is worried that humans will die in front of him.
This is an extremely rare thing. In the fierce battle, the Emperor's Angels rarely care about the casualties of mortal armies.
Think more about winning the war.
In fact, it's not just this battlefield, it's the same in other places as well.
A certain apostle responsible for recording the war even discovered that these fearful warriors who obeyed the Dark Lord cared more about human lives than the Emperor's angels.
Some Chapters of the Emperor's Angels may kill humans due to genetic defects, or may disregard the lives of mortals in battle.
This phenomenon will almost never happen in the Terror Legion. On the battlefield where they are located, human casualties will be greatly reduced.
It is a great irony that the Chaos Heretic Traitors know how to protect humanity better than the Emperor's Angels.
The war apostle had no idea why, and because of this heretical record, he was investigated and tried by the relevant departments of the empire. But there is no doubt that this thing is true.
That was the work of Ron's Dark Vest.
In order to prevent the Dread Warriors from killing humans, he deliberately controlled the behavior of these Chaos Warriors.
But not through direct orders, because such ridiculous orders will cause resistance from the Chaos warriors and cause more trouble.
He uses rewards and faith to achieve this goal.
In the beginning, the Dread Warriors did kill mortals.
But they soon discovered that killing mortals would not only deduct blood points, but also cause Diavolo to show less favor to them.
For the fear warriors who pursue blood points and power, this is like the sky is falling.
And there's no explanation for all this.
Diavolo never responds to any believer, nor does he give any specific information. He is a machine that gives ruthless blessings and rewards without deception.
So the fear warriors can only figure out what is going on.
In the end, they believed that the great Diavolo liked those violent and sinful souls, and did not like or even hate the pure souls of weak humans.
In this case, when a weak human dies next to him, Diavolo's disgust will be triggered, thus reducing his favor.
In this way, the fear warriors came up with a set of logical theories to restrain their behavior.
Lest you lose blood points and favors.
The Dread Warriors will deliberately choose powerful and criminal Chaos Warriors or Daemons as their opponents.
Because the most profitable thing is to cut down these evil guys, and cut down the weak human beings to lose blood.
They may even grieve when humans die in front of them.
Because you will lose a lot of blood points and favors, and you have to kill more enemies to make up for it.
In this way, without direct interference, Ron had a Chaos Terror Army that was violent, cruel, and caring for humans.
The Dread Warriors are extremely powerful in combat. They retreat after cutting down the enemies of Chaos and do not invade any human beings.
Occasionally, he would take the initiative to save humans in danger, lest these weak and pure souls die around him.
Regardless of their alignment and beliefs, they are model Space Marines and extremely loyal.
On the Heka Port Front.
The fearlessness of the Dread Legion and the centurions blocked the incoming artillery fire for the humans in the trenches, and then used the flames to burn all the plague poisonous fog.
Prevent human death as much as possible.
"Emperor, is this still a heretic warrior?"
Major Ward was a little confused.
He watched helplessly as these fearful warriors used their bodies of steel to block attacks for the soldiers, even if they were injured.
Whenever a human dies around them, the Dread Warriors will cry out in sorrow and roar to hunt down the attacker.
What kind of protection is this?
The major felt that he could not do this either.
"No..."
A fear warrior was so angry that he chased and slashed the Death Guard who had just killed the entire human population in the outpost. This wave of human beings died around him, and he almost lost all his pants.
He cut down all those who stood in his way, and even the Demon Engine was shattered.
The Death Guard howled in fear, trying to get away from the crazy Dread Warriors behind them, but it was of no avail.
Eventually he was chopped to pieces and reduced to ashes.
The Death Guards had originally heard about the terror of the Dread Warriors, but now that they have truly experienced the power and cruelty of the other party, their will to fight has dropped a lot.
Their lines were routed and several companies were completely destroyed.
After that, the Dread Warriors ignored the humans in the trenches and quickly gathered to move to a new combat location.
I was afraid that I would be late.
"Praise to Diavolo!"
Broken Horn became more and more excited and couldn't wait to kill more enemies.
Now, the entire planet West is filled with Nurgle's army, which are all white spots of blood.
This is simply a paradise of flames.
After this battle, I will obtain higher-level equipment and receive more favors and blessings.
If possible, he hopes to stay on such a battlefield forever!
After the Dread Warriors left, the 97th Regiment of Calth finally let out a cheer of victory.
"Heka Harbor City is defended!"
Ward finally breathed a sigh of relief, showed a smile, and fell down on the sandbag to rest.
Wait for your physical strength to recover.
He got up and climbed to the guard tower again, using the electronic telescope to check the situation on other battlefields.
The major realized that his home planet had become a huge battlefield, with the risk of destruction at all times.
In the electronic telescope, he saw an even more terrifying creature, and his heart almost stopped.
That's a Tyranids!
Any army in the empire knows the terror of these bugs. When they come to the planet, it means complete destruction.
A large number of sporangia landed on the distant battlefield, and swarms of insects poured out.
However, instead of attacking humans, the smoldering Tyranids swarmed upon the Nurgle daemons.
Devour it all!
Ward was a little confused. One strange thing after another made the major unable to understand.
No amount of knowledge or belief can explain all this.
"The Emperor's blessing..."
He was silent for a while, and finally said this. The Emperor must have protected West, so that the abominations and aliens did not dare to harm humans.
Soon, the electronic telescope observed a new terrifying existence.
It was a hateful demon floating in mid-air.
The demon horns were ferocious, the demon body was burning with strange flames, and the complex and mysterious runes all over the body were glowing.
Suddenly, the devil seemed to notice something and looked over subconsciously.
That existence discovered his spying from a distance of more than ten kilometers!
Major Ward met the evil look, and suddenly couldn't bear the intimidation, and his body went limp and fainted.
……
Outside Heka Port City.
"Who is spying on me?"
Ron's ferocious demonic body floated in the air, with dense Tyranid gargoyles hovering above his head, and more spore sacs were falling.
He glanced at it and stopped paying attention.
Return your attention to the psychic message you just received, which is the latest battle report.
The great moth Mortarion sent all his troops to Vester in an attempt to defend this important planet.
Regent Guilliman has led his troops to the ground to fight against the opponent.
Ron was a little worried about Brother Ji: "There shouldn't be anything wrong with that guy, right?"
After all, the Imperial Regent's record is indeed not very good, and every time they participate in a duel, there will be no good ending, especially in such a favorable situation.
He thought about it, and then issued an order as the savior, asking the Thunder Guards and the Sons of Man to assist each other.
As the Prince of Darkness, he continued to lead the armies of Chaos and Aliens to fight while searching for the whereabouts of the Plague Factory.
At present, the reconnaissance force has initially scanned the entire planet and has not found any whereabouts of the plague factory.
It seems to be quite hidden and difficult to find using normal means.
Fortunately, he also has other reconnaissance troops, especially Tyranid aliens.
Ron contacted the Tyranid leader Lao Ba through the Gestalt psychic network, and used him to issue instructions to the insect swarm.
His current demonic body cannot directly control the swarm of insects. Only the Tyranid clone - Blade Wings can control all Tyranids.
Later, under the instructions of Lao Ba, the Hive Fleet released the Licat assassins to all cities and jungles of West.
Insect scouts that can adapt to sea water were released into the sea.
As for the sky, the Tyranid gargoyles are responsible for searching.
They quickly adapt to the local environment and seek out the scent of corrupted machines.
"My swarm is endless!"
Ron thought as he landed in a ruins.
A dense and overwhelming swarm of insects surged out from behind him and rushed to the battlefield in the distance, devouring all the Nurgle demon armies and even the demon engines.
He could feel the joy of the insect swarm, these little guys were just like this.
Unknowingly, his savior has secretly mastered too much power and has completely become a strong man on the galactic stage.
It can even affect the fate of the galaxy.
Boom——
The ground shattered.
A dark mutated python that is hundreds of meters long breaks out of the ground, and the thick armor on its body shines with a strange light. Only when you look closely can you find that the armor is made of black stone.
Not only the outer armor, but also the giant maw inside is made of black stone.
And it also has Dark Blessing superimposed on it.
It was a specially cultivated Tyranid unit infused with the Chaos God Diavolo. It could better resist the erosion of subspace energy and even isolate the subspace.
The mutated python attacked the Nurgle demons and swallowed a large number of Nurgle demons in one go.
Then he dived underground again.
It searches for rock formations deep underground.
"Since it's hidden so deeply, I'll search the entire planet. I don't believe I can't find it!"
Ron's scarlet eyes were piercing and he sneered.
Of course, Tyranid's little guys are not searching blindly. They will give priority to searching the enemy's most heavily fortified areas.
After the Tyranid swarm locks its breath, the wizards will use sorcery creations to thoroughly find the location of the core of corruption. The cooperation of multi-race units is always more efficient.
Suddenly, Ron's magic wings flapped and disappeared.
The next moment, the wail of the Great Demon Nurgle sounded...
(End of chapter)