Author: Insect Possession

Anger, endless anger.

The blows from the Butcher's Nail lingered in Angron's nearly disintegrated consciousness all the time. The severe pain and madness had pushed the Red Angel to the edge of losing his rationality. No matter how much blood he poured, he could not calm down this unspeakable pain.

Severe pain.

boom!

Accompanied by Angron's crazy roar, the huge airflow with wings fluttering into the air instantly blew away the diffuse gunpowder smoke. A huge figure like a man-eating evil beast appeared on the battlefield, and dozens of ancient poison blade super-heavy tanks appeared on the battlefield.

The red angel's angry blow turned into scrap metal, and the thick ceramic armor was torn apart like torn paper by the heavy demonic black sword.

Red blood slowly flowed out from the body of the broken steel behemoth. The surrounding mortal auxiliary troops were also instantly slaughtered by the demon primarch's chaotic blade. Countless heads and stumps spinning and flying made the already tragic scorched earth battlefield

It was even bloodier, and Angron could feel the delicious madness and hatred brewing in it.

[Detected the appearance of target individual Red Angel, activated plan α-88.]

However, when the auspicious array detected the appearance of the huge Daemon Primarch on the battlefield, the cold voice from the Primarch was transmitted to the ears of all units in the combat area almost at the same time.

After receiving the order, the surviving mortal auxiliaries around the remains of these super-heavy tanks silently unsealed the melta bombs they carried with them.

These figures crawling in the trench were too small. Even though the demon primarch saw their pupils filled with hatred and glory, he could not find the corresponding images in his broken consciousness driven by the Butcher's Nail.

vocabulary.

"Die!! Devil!!"

After an unknown person made the first roar, the burning courage turned into the anger of hatred at this moment. The seemingly small figures of the mortals launched a heroic charge towards the huge figure in front of them without hesitation.

In an instant, the scarlet blade shattered most of the charging figures into pieces, and the broken internal organs and stumps were mixed with the blood of loyalty.

However, Angron, who no longer knew what the word "Glory" meant, still ignored how far mortal courage could reach.

Amidst the ever-decreasing war cries and gunfire, the tiny figure passed through the death storm of the devil's blade, although only the upper half of his broken body remained, symbolizing that his life was like a candle in the wind.

However, his burning courage is still dazzling.

"For...the Emperor!!"

A gossamer-like roar sounded at Angron's feet. Even though the Red Angel's thick hoofs instantly crushed his head into powder, the huge heat from the melt bomb instantly crushed the heroic figures of the Red Angel and the mortals.

Devour them all.

It can be vaguely seen that the pale gold flames are mixed in during the period.

Through the precise guidance of this huge heat, the intensive artillery fire of hundreds of poison blades tore through the endless smoke on the battlefield. The intensive firepower composed of explosive bombs, plasma, and even deflagration instantly overwhelmed the huge figure of the Scarlet Angel.

The terrifying firepower that could tear apart mountains of corpses and seas of blood in the endless demonic tide was poured into the demon primarch at this moment, followed closely by melt cannons and apocalyptic missiles from dozens of warrior-level titans.

Accurate concentrated fire, and even the dazzling and terrifying star-like beam of the volcano cannon bombarded it.

There is no doubt that this is an exaggerated and deadly fire. Except for the steel behemoth with enough layers of void shields, no existence can survive such a terrifying fire.

Unspeakable heat and artillery fire obscured the Red Angel's sight. Angron tried to roar out. The endless anger seemed to be no longer hot in the dazzling torrent of hot melt. The butcher's nail was pounding crazily in his brain with severe pain.

It is also scattered in the burning and cracking nerves.

Even the miraculous body blessed by the divine power of Khorne is unable to resist the terrifying concentrated fire of all people.

Before the roar of the Scarlet Angel could be heard hundreds of meters away, the endless macro artillery fire from the huge artillery position reduced the scorched earth within several miles to ashes. The body of the demon primarch was continuously torn apart and reborn, even if it was

The powerful physique of the Primarch was unable to withstand this horrific bombardment.

Immediately afterwards, the dazzling spear in the sky was ready to go.

Angron's consciousness was swallowed up again in the torrent of light.

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[Plan α-88 ends.]

[It has been detected that the Red Angel individual has been expelled.]

[Combat History: The 887th.]

[Resource allocation consumption assessment...has reached an acceptable critical value.]

The Primarch's knuckles slowly released the light spear command button.

The crisp rebound sound and the warning sound of energy exhaustion symbolize that the situation is no longer optimistic.

The last roar of the mortal hero still echoed in her ears, and the pain of a broken head and a cut in half appeared in her consciousness.

Her soul chain linking the huge army is continuously sending back pain and despair that no one can bear. Every moment, more tragic sacrifices appear in this bloody meat-mincing battlefield.

There are more tragic stories all the time, overshadowed by cruel deaths.

But Elaine has no time to reflect on the weight of suffering.

The strong soul of the Primarch is constantly burning, giving endless courage to all fighting warriors.

She silently reviewed the dwindling resources and the unoptimistic battlefield situation, focusing her attention on each bloody front that was burning.

The cost of this war is already heavy enough.

Since the beginning of this magnificent war, the scarlet demon primarch has been rushing toward her position with an endless army of chaos demons.

Never stop, never sluggish.

Every eight hours, Angron's exiled form returns to the world.

Every eight hours, the offensive of Khorne's demon army will become more and more crazy and brutal.

When this fierce and cruel war has progressed to the point where even Astartes are being killed every minute, the shadow of the Endurance Resolve can already emerge from the horizon, constantly approaching the towering brass fortress comparable to the mountains.

, the black stone horn that drives the anti-psionic stance has also been driven to the limit.

The entire Kingdom of Khorne has been torn apart by the shadow of this fleet. A majestic rift has been torn apart. The dense formations of the Human Empire are struggling to resist the never-ending wave of demons from all directions. However, the resources are exhausted and the real universe has been supplemented by new recruits.

Cannot match the speed of elimination.

If any position is torn open by the wave of demons, defeat and death will spread at an unimaginable speed.

Victory seems to be right in front of us, but victory seems to be more and more out of reach.

[Calculation result: In 13 hours, 13 minutes, and 13 seconds, the Perseverance will reach its target.]

[Estimated consumption: Unacceptable.]

Elaine stared silently at the data panel in front of her. She could clearly see these cold numbers shining with a pale golden light.

At the same time, the scarlet figure sitting on the skull throne also let out a terrifying laugh.

He saw her scarlet armor.

He heard the roar of the chainsaw.

He noticed that the majestic collision angle of the Resolute Resolve was already covered with the blood of brave men.

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