Chapter 490 Titus, go and stop the original Khan!
The roar and roar of those incoming engines were like a roaring mountain and a tsunami.
But Titus stood in front of all enemies like a rock, refusing to move an inch.
The legendary iron halo force field behind him blocked most of the broken crystal bullets and poisonous needles. More force fields were activated, and even the laser rays were refracted.
Thanks to the generosity of Gene Father, this warrior possesses at least three legendary force field weapons, as well as many one-time defense measures.
It can be said that he is a top krypton gold warrior, and he is also powerful enough.
"Damn it, what's going on with this monkey?!"
The Dark Eldar vanguard team that rushed over on Raider motorcycles were stunned when they saw this scene.
The weapons on their motorcycles were unable to break through the defenses of the human monkeys. The defense of the opponent's armor was stronger than that of most heavy vehicles.
But this can't stop them, and no matter how powerful the force field or armor is, it can't stop the power weapons at close range.
Those raider motorcycles slid past Titus at high speed, trying to tear the human warrior's armor and flesh apart with the gravity claws installed on the edges!
However, their expectations were dashed.
Titus is like a fearless beast, overwhelming all attacks.
He punched sideways and blew up the vehicle and the driver on it. The flying fragments hit the vehicle next to it, creating a chain reaction.
Explosions continued to occur along with the slamming.
The Nightmare Warriors of the Dark Eldar are not to be outdone.
They jumped up from the motorcycles, like flexible dancers, and deformed and ferocious power weapons such as the Painer and the Half-Clive Blade slashed at the enemy's weak points at tricky angles.
Unfortunately, Titus was more nimble than them, swinging his combat dagger and power sword with impenetrable force.
Each blow can take away the enemy's limb or life.
"Monkey, you underestimated us..."
The five nightmare warriors looked at each other, swish, swish, and did several backflips to distance themselves, then reorganized their formation and pounced.
The power weapons in their hands attacked simultaneously, giving the human warrior no chance to evade.
Titus showed no signs of panic.
He simply grasped the power sword with both hands, and then swung out a precise horizontal slash.
The Primarch's weapon "Glory" is so sharp.
This blow directly cut off all the incoming power weapons, and five heads flew up together.
The corpses plopped to the ground, and the blood stained his armor red.
Such an attack stagnated the momentum of the vanguard team.
Those motorcycle vehicles suddenly turned away from the soldier.
They realized that they could not defeat this warrior, even if they tried their best.
Therefore, the vanguard team retreated and prepared to attack with the main force.
Soon, a large number of clawed terrors and aetherhounds attacked, mixed with Dark Eldar warriors and flesh engines.
They flooded Titus like a tidal wave.
"Can he... be able to withstand so many attacks?"
Marys followed Ron and hid in a force field barrier, constantly attacking the incoming small forces.
She felt suffocated just looking at this scene and was worried about the human bodyguard.
Now that soldier has attracted most of the attention. If he dies, no one can stop the pursuit team.
"Judging from the current situation, it is not a big problem."
Ron threw a gravity wave blocking device, temporarily blocking the attack.
The pursuit forces of the Black Heart Cabal chose the wrong method and even wanted to use human wave tactics to deal with Titus.
But for the God of Khorne, the more enemies he has, the more powerful he becomes. He is a being swimming in the tide of greenskins and demons!
If we fight like this now, the old Den of Khorne might secretly recharge Titus in the subspace and give him more power.
I hope this fighter can fight more vigorously.
Or let the desire to kill consume his will and corrupt him.
But Ron is not worried at all that Titus will be corrupted by Chaos. The guy's will is so determined that the final result will most likely be a waste of money.
This kind of operation is clear to them.
As expected, Titus became more and more courageous in the enemy's frenzy, plowing a path of flesh and blood.
It also used the enemy's body to block more incoming venom and decomposition lasers.
A giant "Kronos" parasitic engine is roaring, and its parasitic body is a beast tamer transformed from flesh and blood, and it is he who drives these beasts.
He stretched out his soul probe to suck up the human slave hanging on his body, and then injected himself with more medicine and adrenaline.
"Monkey, your killing of my servants is nothing."
The flesh-and-blood engine went into a frenzy.
He walked toward Titus with a grin, waving a large number of hooks and chains, pus blood syringes, and liquefaction guns ready to go: "I am invulnerable, and the power of the soul surrounds me!"
Titus' helmet visor was cut in half by sharp barbs.
He looked at the alien abomination, his face became darker and his eyes filled with anger.
"Alien die!"
The warrior cut off the incoming tentacles, jumped up and pounced on the alien abomination, clasping his hands together and hammering hard again and again.
The flesh engine went out of control, scurrying around, trampling all the Clawed Terrors and Aetherhounds in its path.
"No, let me go!"
The ugly and deformed head of the flesh engine screamed in pain, and various weapons were swung to cause more damage. Some unlucky Dark Eldar were hit by barbs and were thrown around in the sky.
Some were hit by special weapons and turned into solution.
"For the father of genes!"
Titus gritted his teeth and roared lowly.
He held down the ugly head of the alien abomination with both hands, and continued to exert force, and finally crushed the head of the abomination.
The huge body made of flesh and blood also collapsed.
The soldier continued to fight, becoming more and more courageous as he fought, leaving limbs and flesh everywhere he passed.
But the Dark Eldar are not an unintelligent or crazy race like greenskins and demons.
After more support arrived, they quickly changed their fighting methods, keeping a distance and using the firepower of large vehicles to attack.
"Hey, I can't stand it anymore..."
Ron reluctantly injected himself with a recovery potion and a highly concentrated soul potion to repair the rotten hole in his shoulder.
He could sense that the balance of victory had tipped towards the Dark Eldar pursuit team.
Titus has less and less room to perform, and the defense line he and Maryse have built is even more shaky.
"Is this the end of it?"
Ron sighed and prepared to tell Titus to run away. His clone was probably going to die.
Perhaps we need to review Comoros' plans and start from scratch.
That is undoubtedly the blood loss among the blood losses.
At this time, a more dangerous situation occurred.
Titus was restrained by several Flesh Engines, and the Disintegration Pulse from the Ripper anti-tank galley was poised to strike.
That is a weapon powerful enough to destroy super heavy tanks!
In such a crisis moment.
Ron suddenly discovered that there was a commotion on the side of the Dark Eldar pursuit team, and even the weapons on the Tearer's sailboat had turned their direction.
He heard a nervous cry in Eldar: "Damn it, the ghost warriors are coming..."
"Quick, stop that ghost!"
On the Tearer sailboat, the Archon of the pursuit team shouted with some panic.
It was a terrifying legend circulating in Comoros. Several conspiracies were destroyed by the attacks of ghost warriors.
There is no way to resist it.
Now, they are about to face that terrifying existence!
Ron, like everyone else, looked at an area where a powerful engine roared.
A shadow reflecting white light struck, with a touch of red behind it.
After that, he saw the other party's appearance clearly.
In the distance is a three-meter-tall armored warrior with a red cape and a long beard who is driving a void motorcycle.
A powerful aura hit his face.
That tall warrior turned out to be the original body of the White Scars of the Fifth Legion and the war eagle of Chogoris - Jaghatai Khan!
Ron had seen the statue of Khan's original body in the Square of Heroes. It was to his left and was a head shorter than him.
But the original body was actually taller, almost fearless in human form. He rode the moon dragon, a void motorcycle, and had the aura of charging on horseback on the prairie.
Unstoppable!
He looked at this scene and felt quite excited in his heart: "Okay, okay, Mr. Emperor, please bless us. Our helper is here."
I have to say that I am very lucky.
The frightened cries of the Dark Eldar continued to be heard.
Khan drove an ancient vehicle called the Moon Dragon to rampage through the Webway, crushing enemies along the way into a pulp, and heads kept flying up.
Even the attack that disintegrated the pulse was disintegrated by the strange power.
The Primarch possessed psychic powers no less powerful than Mortarion's.
In the aftermath of the Heresy, many Imperial warriors embraced psionic powers, using them to combat the warp and xenos.
In other words, Guilliman is the tough one.
But he also used his psychic powers in another form, the Emperor's Sword.
"Destroy him!"
The Archons of the pursuit party gave the order for more attacks, and the Ripper Galleys turned all their weapons on the Primarch.
However, the Primarch pulled out a large bolt weapon.
The large bolt weapon felt like a small pistol in his large hands, but its attack destroyed the Ripper Galleon about to launch a dark matter pulse.
It was an ancient technological weapon that could be traced back to the Dark Age of Technology. It was capable of firing a variety of bullets such as atomic munitions and hot and electromagnetic rays.
Nothing could stop the original's charge, and even the Flesh Engine was easily dismantled.
Khan was like a high-speed cavalry on the grassland, rushing straight towards the enemy's command vehicle.
He jumped high, and then a white light flashed through, and the original body's armed white tiger sword slashed down the fort.
His figure arrived on the sailboat in an instant, and kept advancing, advancing and advancing again.
So fast that only an afterimage is left!
When the primarch fought from the stern to the bow and returned to the Moon Dragon that was galloping forward, he was already holding the Archon's head in his hand.
The consul still maintained a frightened expression, as if he did not realize that he had been killed.
This is Khan's fighting style, destroying his enemies with constant high-speed charges!
Just a few minutes.
The entire Dark Eldar pursuit team collapsed, and no one dared to face the ghost warrior or the original body.
The members of the pursuit team abandoned the operation, and the remaining fighters fled in panic.
But many people still cannot prevent the arrival of death.
They couldn't escape Yuelong's terrifying speed, and the white tiger sword easily took off their heads. No frills, great power and unpretentious high-speed slashes.
Leave them no room for escape.
"Khan is indeed the primarch with the highest combat power. He is simply a humanoid killing machine. I don't know how many years he has been killing aliens in the webway..."
Ron looked at the scene in the distance with emotion.
In any case, the combat effectiveness of the original body is at the forefront of the galaxy and subspace, and it is simply not something that ordinary armies can resist.
If you use your essence, it will be like a god descending to earth.
Of course, except for his parallel-imported original body, although he has a special attack on subspace demons, he is not very capable of fighting in the real universe.
The main thing to get out of the Galaxy is your power.
Khan is so powerful, it seems that he should be able to kill all the aliens here, leaving almost no possibility of escape.
However, before Ron could be happy, he suddenly realized a problem.
There is no mistake in every song, one post, one content, one 6 one, one book, one book, take a look!
That is, he seems to be an alien now, and he is also among the targets of Khan's attack...
He soon saw that Khan was riding the moon dragon and turned into a white light coming towards this side, and the cloak floating behind him became increasingly scarlet.
"It's broken, Khan is here to kill the alien leader!"
Everyone in Ron was numb.
As a target, he is very eye-catching. He is tall and elegant. At first glance, he looks like a high-ranking figure in the Dark Eldar Tribe.
That original body couldn't let him go!
Ron glanced at Titus, the genetic heir who had returned to him at some point, with earnest eyes.
Probably:
"Baby, I'll leave this to you. Go and stop the original Khan and save your father!"
The genetic descendant's original body and legendary weapons should be able to block Khan for a period of time, and there is room for maneuver.
Titus noticed the gaze of the Gene Father, and his usually resolute and determined expression also fluctuated, almost breaking down.
It probably means: "Ah, me? I'm going to fight a legendary primarch?!"
All Space Marines in the Imperium of Man have a strong admiration for the original body, like the relationship between father and son.
Even when Titus saw the statues of loyal Primarchs such as Sanguinius, he couldn't help but salute and worship them.
When he was enjoying the great health care travel package in Holy Terra, he also made a special trip to the Square of Heroes in the Royal Palace to see and worship the icons of all the loyal Primarchs.
Among them is Khan, the genetic father of the White Scars and the original body.
Now, he has to fight that original body?
Titus hesitated.
But that was the order of his genetic father, and as a descendant, he had to obey it.
The warrior took a deep breath and stood in front of the Gene Father without hesitation, facing the original body.
He could feel his heart beating faster, his blood boiling, and there was a faint force encouraging him to fight.
"Honor is destiny, I am never afraid of fighting..."
Titus tightened his grip on the power sword Glory.
He stared closely at the original body Khan who was attacking with the moon dragon, and thought silently in his heart.
The warrior did not flinch due to the pressure of the original body, and still maintained a fierce fighting spirit.
No matter who the opponent is, the only thing is fighting.
Until death!
Khan seemed to feel the fighting will of the traitor warrior in front of him, and he suddenly flicked his tail and got off the moon dragon.
He didn't want his precious ride to be damaged in battle.
The Primarch and Titus drew their bolt weapons one after the other, running and firing, but neither could hit the other or break the defense of the force field.
They all realized this and retracted their long-range weapons.
"Traitor, you are quite capable."
Khan pulled out the White Tiger Sword and lit up the force field: "Can you tell me why you betrayed the empire?"
Titus remained silent, just watching the primarch's movements.
He felt the greatest pressure in his life and did not dare to relax at all, not to mention that he had to keep a secret.
The next moment, light blue and white lights intertwined.
The two warriors clashed in an instant, the force field creating a violent arc of electricity between the collisions, and then the two sides distanced themselves again.
Titus' breathing became rapid and he continued to maintain his fighting posture.
A piece of the armor on his shoulders was also shaved off, revealing the blackened mechanical structure.
The original body was so fast that he almost cut off his own head.
The fighter chose a more intense style of play.
He rushed forward to block the White Tiger's sword, forced himself into close combat, and hammered the original body's head with his fist.
Khan noticed something from the battle just now, and his expression had an inexplicable meaning.
He raised his hand to block the traitor's fist and hit the opponent's head with his headbutt.
Titus' head suddenly roared after being hit hard, but he was not to be outdone and gave the original body a headbutt.
But the original body remained motionless and knocked it away with one kick.
Khan touched his red forehead and stared at Titus who got up with blood on his head and vomited blood:
"Are you... a descendant of Guilliman?"
His inspiration detected the traitor's identity.
But some are not sure enough about the opponent's bloodline.
What's more important is that the opponent is wearing the weapons that his original brother Guilliman used when he was young, and his emblem is also hidden.
"What on earth is going on? There are no traces of depravity on his body..."
Khan, the wise ruler who once unified the grasslands, pondered the possibilities, but had no clue.
He launched a flurry of attacks, trying to force out something:
"Tell me the truth, why do you side with the aliens, and what happened to your father, the Primarch Guilliman?"
This Primarch admires the truth of the Empire and hates the existence of aliens most. His ideal is to eliminate all aliens in the galaxy.
The behavior of the heir of the Ultimate Prime clearly aroused his anger.
Titus did not answer, but responded silently to the Primarch's offensive and attacked.
However, his only result was to leave a mark on the original body's armor, and his own armor was already scarred, with several wounds left.
Such is the difference between a Space Marine and a Primarch.
Of course, if he really wants to fight hard, although he cannot defeat the original body, he may not be able to hurt the opponent.
It just might cost your life.
Fortunately, the order given to him by the father of genes was just to delay time.
Buzz~
Khan knocked away the traitor warrior's power sword and grabbed the weapon called Glory, his genetic brother's weapon.
After that, he put his white tiger sword on the opponent's neck.
"Maybe, I should end your life."
Khan was losing his patience.
But the next moment, he seemed to have received some message, and took a deep look at Titus and the two aliens.
The primarch hesitated.
After a few seconds, he put away Glory and the White Tiger Sword, turned around and drove away on the Moon Dragon.
Seeing this, Titus breathed a sigh of relief.
He finally completed the task assigned by the father of genes and lived up to his expectations.
This warrior looked a little depressed. Unfortunately, he was still not strong enough and lost the weapon given by the father of genes.
"Titus, you are good enough."
Ron came over to help the genetic heir and comforted softly: "That is the original body after all. Being able to do all this is an incomparable honor."
He patted the other party's shoulder and said softly with his spiritual power:
"It's okay if Khan doesn't return your sword. I'll take you to pick one out of the imperial regent's arsenal!"
? ? ?
When Titus heard this, his depressed mood almost stopped.
Ron looked towards the direction Khan left and frowned slightly.
What we just did was indeed a bit risky, but there was nothing we could do about it.
Fortunately, I knew the Khan well enough to know that the guy was not that reckless, so I dared to let Titus stop him.
Come and keep this clone vest.
Ron took advantage of Titus' time to stop Khan and contacted the Emperor.
He asked the old man to use his spiritual power to contact Khan and prevent him from attacking him.
The Emperor has been drooling over Comoros for a long time, and he is simply more anxious than himself.
He just barely got up from the golden toilet and got on it himself.
Of course, it was impossible to let his filial sons ruin Ron's plan.
But that's only temporary.
Khan has his own thoughts, and he has to persuade the other party to join his actions in the future, so as not to affect his plan.
Any Primarch in the Empire has a strength that cannot be ignored, and is able to mobilize huge military forces.
What's more, he still needs the help of the original body.
The opponent's fighting style is most suitable for chasing down the supreme overlord Victor at the critical moment of the decisive battle.
Now, his own clone of the Primarch of Hope has brought the White Scars to the Webway to find his father.
I will soon have on-the-ground contact with Khan and try to communicate.
……
Ron took Titus and Marys to continue along the webway, heading towards a secret base.
However, when passing through a narrow network channel, they unfortunately encountered a pursuit force, whose strength was not much different from the previous force.
They are a subsidiary cabal of the Black Heart Cabal.
"Quick, the descendants of Asuman are escaping over there!"
The pursuit force struggled through the narrow passage and chased in a certain direction.
"Sir, this is..."
Maris stared blankly at the cabal warriors and war vehicles passing by one after another, but turned a blind eye to herself.
"Oh, this is the conspiracy that I have recharged a lot. The souls I spent are enough to buy all of their lives."
Ron stood on the side of the road, smiling as he watched the conspiracy group's pursuit team leave.
I can't help it, I gave too much.
Whoosh——
A certain Dark Eldar warrior who was driving a flesh engine and moving carefully accidentally let a tentacle sweep across the area in front of the descendant of the noble Asurman.
He immediately retracted his tentacles, swallowed, and saluted and apologized:
"Lord Asuman, please...please forgive me for being rude!"
(End of chapter)