Chapter 1940 The Betrayal Wolf (Part 2)
After accidentally killing his comrades, Eschoff realized that he could no longer turn back, so he killed all those who disobeyed and used the remaining Blood Claws and Ash The claw transformed a group of thugs who launched a war of revenge against the Empire in the name of the Chaos Gods, and this weapon was also named "The Blade of Awakening" by him. All those who dedicated their blood to it can see the truth from it, and even attracted... Many traitors who are not wild wolves join, just to uncover some secrets that have troubled them for a long time.
"Are you coming?"
After hearing the distant footsteps approaching, Eschoff immersed the blade and half of the handle of the "Blade of Awakening" into a bucket next to him The weapon always thirsts for blood, and many in the warband whisper that if this thirst is not satisfied, the thing will squirm like a snake in the darkness, waiting for its prey.
But Eschoff doesn’t see it that way. It is just a weapon, a tool, and a tool will not break away from its owner’s will.
If there is to be killing, it must be done by his hands.
Then he pulled out the long knife, but there was no drop of blood on it, and then he scratched his thumb with the blade.
The Blade of Awakening throbbed in his hands, thirsting for more blood - and so did Esjoff himself.
Suddenly, his body trembled, and a foreboding sight made him twitch continuously. When the powerful force acted, he had to do this to ensure that his body was not torn apart.
Other members of the war gang seemed to know what was happening and came up to test the strange energy emanating from him. He really wanted to drive these damn bastards away, but when the scene emerged in his mind, he could only bow. He bent over and roared in pain to divert attention.
After a moment of warping spasm, he leaned on the long knife and gasped. In the harsh noise, he saw the wolves, the deserted wolves, running in a hurry on the snowy field, their fur dyed scarlet, and then A blizzard swept through, including countless flags and steel horses and knights, crushing them completely like an avalanche.
Is this what the gods want?
He served many banquets, but in the end he was going to be crushed into powder?
No!
Never!
Suddenly, he remembered what a wizard once said to him - the sacrifices the gods need are often those they love.
This fact filled his mind with crazy anger.
Eschoff was foaming at the mouth, his mind filled with the ridicule of the dark gods. He raised his sword and looked towards the door.
With a loud bang, the door shattered, and amid heavy footsteps, knights in silver armor holding shields and spears stepped in neatly, and a silver-gray flag with crossed swords fluttered above the team.
Among them, there is one person who is so conspicuous.
Even with the blessing of the Terminator, he is too huge. The Terminator armor that looks like Hades is engraved with gorgeous carvings, and he wears a white burqa with an Eschoff Young Face, who thinks he is hypocritical and cowardly (relatively speaking), holds an ancient power spear, with an iron halo hanging high on the back of his head.
If nothing else, this is the supreme commander of the Imperial Expeditionary Force, Soshyan Alexei.
The traitorous wolf clenched its fangs together and jumped down from the command throne. After landing, he stood up straight and raised his head.
“Are you Soshyan?”
He raised his sword and swung it over his head like an axe.
"You are so anxious to die."
Soshyan just sneered in response, and then said:
"If you send your head back to Fenris, will they be happy, or will it be a shame? ”
Instantly enraged, Eschoff broke into a run, followed by the charge of his pack - 47 Chaos Space Marines in all.
“I’m going to deal with this beast.” Murad, the consecutive champion, wanted to fight, but was stopped by Soshyan’s outstretched hand.
"I will do it myself."
Soshyan took a step forward, and the Terminators followed suit.
The bolters barked and the plasma hissed, slamming into the armor and flesh beneath it, while others struck harmlessly against shields and Terminator armor.
When the two sides were less than 200 meters away, Soshyan suddenly increased his speed and stabbed the first traitor in the head at a speed that was unimaginable for a Space Marine wearing a Terminator. He retracted the spear and knocked it away instantly. An ax was inserted into the belly of another traitor, and it was nailed to the chest of the third traitor behind him.
With a strong flick, the two of them flew out at the same time, hitting the wall with a loud noise, and turned into a twisted piece of garbage.
In the end, Soshyan used a spear to pick apart two axes and cut off the axe's shaft. When the other party retreated in horror, he kicked it away and smashed it into the array of meditators. The others Just leave it to the First Company to deal with it.
"Death!"
The Blade of Awakening was raised, and Eschoff used precise slashes to reach the opponent's head. Unexpectedly, the opponent held him with a single stroke of the spear and knocked him down. The long-planned attack was interrupted, followed by an oncoming slap, and the lightning surrounding the apocalyptic power claws quickly enlarged in his pupils——
After a loud bang, Soshiyang directly He was thrown out of the Terminator armor for more than ten meters, causing him to slide on the rough metal floor for a long time.
"How is that possible?"
Aschoff coughed and tried to stand up. The terrifying power just now left him frightened. If his beast-like intuition hadn't made him take a step back half a second earlier, he might have flown out just now. It's his head.
But even so, the front of his armor was torn open, and the rib plates may have been cracked. He felt like a punctured water bag.
Suddenly, he heard howling, turned around and saw one of his personal guards preventing Soshyan from approaching. The rebellious wild wolf had almost degenerated into a wolf, and the sharp claws on his arms were waving like the wind. , trying to scratch the opponent's armor.
But he is no stronger than Eschoff, and he has no chance to even touch him.
The soul spear slid smoothly through Soshiyang's palm and pierced into the werewolf's belly at a speed that was difficult to catch with the naked eye.
With a cry of pain, Soshyan suddenly raised the spear into the air with one arm. The werewolf screamed in horror because its own weight caused the spear to dig deeper and deeper into the wound. Finally, it pierced the dying beast's back.
The blood dripped down the spear, but it was immediately evaporated by the decomposition force field. Soshyan looked at Eschov, snorted softly, and threw the slightly twitching corpse to him on the ground in front of you.
The sound of fighting around him gradually subsided, and Eschoff knew that he was probably the only one left alive, and he had no hope of survival.
But the wolf will not surrender and die, even if he is a traitor.
Eschoff pushed himself up on his knees tremblingly, something flashing in his wolf eyes.
He once again saw the vision of thousands of troops crushing wolves, and then he shook his head and shook away the thought.
No! No! Not like that!
The gods were watching him and he did as they asked! They should protect him like they always do!
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(End of this chapter)