The artillery fire was dazzling, and the thunderous explosion blocked the transmission of all other sounds. The sky was full of chaotic iron pieces, the ground was shaking, the canyon was collapsing, and death came completely at this moment.

No Astartes knew where this endless wave of killing came from, just like they didn't know why flesh and blood could smash ceramite armor.

The only good thing is that they are not fighting alone. The three legions carry 300,000 to 400,000 auxiliary troops, and the heavy vehicles driven by them and the war dog Titans each over 10 meters high have become their strongest backing!

Their battle line may be torn apart by the waves, but they will never be destroyed in this wave. Relying on excellent training and the trust developed in countless life-and-death struggles, the Astartes who were caught off guard finally regained their feet.

He stabilized his footing and began to slowly push the front outward.

Unfortunately, the Word Bearers did not cherish this brief but warm alliance at this moment. Just like on Calth, they once again raised their bolt guns and chain axes at the backs of the Ultramarines.

It has to be said that in terms of persistence in betrayal, the Word Bearers are more persistent than any other legion!

Maybe...this is really the horror of religion!

As the canyon once again turned into a chaotic battlefield, the Ultramarines, who were attacked on both sides, were suddenly attacked again. Complex and strange light formations formed in the sky, and dense fire rain accompanied by meteorites appeared out of thin air in the canyon.

Above, sharp ground pierced the earth, piercing everyone's bodies with precision and grace.

Black mist spreads on the battlefield. Whether it is a heavy vehicle or a Titan, as long as it is wrapped in this black mist, it will slowly stop amidst the screams of the operator, lower the muzzle, and inexplicably

It became a pile of useless scrap metal.

Only the completely sealed Dreadnought mechas managed to escape the fate of being killed by the black mist. Unfortunately, their number was too small after all, and they were useless against a battle that seemed to have completely lost hope.

"Look there!"

"Lord Commander, the enemy is there!"

Eben Ferrain, the Hero of Okruda during the Great Crusade, one of the current Chapter Masters of the Ultramarines, and the legion's think tank. He is an eyewitness and survivor of the Battle of Calth, and is also the subject of the current one.

Temporary Commander.

Using a powerful spirit, he could quickly rush to the Word Bearers Astartes and crush the biological weapons into a pulp. He raised his head and looked in the direction pointed by his subordinate.

Above the canyon, a large number of mortals stood densely packed. They kept waving their palms and chanting loudly, releasing colorful spells one after another, bombarding the Astartes below to their heart's content. Under their spell offensive

, every minute and every second, Astartes from different legions become cold corpses.

The largest number of them are the Ultramarines at the outermost edge of the canyon.

There is no way, who can let them get close!

"Guards!"

"Yes, sir!"

"Rush up and kill them!"

"As you command, my lord!"

A small group of the most powerful Ultramarines Astartes rushed out of the battlefield, and then divided into two parts. One part climbed up the cliff, and the other part was led by two fearless mechas and carried the biological weapons.

The torrent rushed out of the canyon and carried out roundabout annihilation!

Eben Feren looked at the retreating team, once again drew out the electromagnetic sword in his hand, and rushed towards the old rival of the Word Bearers Legion.

He is confident enough about his guards. These are all victorious generals in his army. Any one he captures will be qualified to be a company commander!

Zac, who was controlling the black mist and harvesting giant mechanical life in the canyon, saw the rushing Astartes at a glance. He immediately ordered his nightmare-faced wizards to turn their guns and start to concentrate on releasing spells to accurately call the names below.

Astartes climbed up and approached. At the same time, he nodded to Miru, the martial arts leader who had been standing beside him, and said, "The detours behind are up to you!"

"Don't worry! Even if I die, I will drag them halfway up the mountain and prevent them from coming up. I hope you can drag more Astartes and buy enough time for the master. I wish you good luck!"

"good luck!"

After Miru finished speaking, he led his martial arts masters and turned around and left.

Unlike the Nightmare Faced Wizards who can cast spells remotely, the Nightmare Faced Martial Arts Masters may have a hard time coming back alive due to their physical condition.

After all, this little group of Ultramarines Astartes can be seen as the elite of the elite at a glance. Just their armor and weapons in their hands are different from ordinary Astartes, not to mention, they also have

Two fearless mechas are assisting in the battle!

However, Miru does not necessarily have no chance of winning. Just like Zach, who has a transcendent talent in becoming a wizard, Miru's talent is all focused on martial arts. His enthusiasm for martial arts is no more than that of someone who harbors hatred.

Where did Des fall?

Unfortunately, due to his physical condition, his own strength is greatly limited.

However, Miru did not just accept his fate. He gave full play to his advantages, using a cunning and strange offensive style, which fully demonstrated the insidiousness and viciousness of Jiuyin White Bone Claw. Even Chen Guo was amazed when he saw it and praised him as a

A born cunt.

He quickly hid on the slope of the small canyon. Not long after, Astek appeared below, entangled with biological weapons. Miru narrowed his eyes and immediately gave the order to fire without hesitation and waiting.

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The Nightmare Men, who had been prepared for a long time, immediately jumped out of their bunkers, skillfully loaded and aimed, and poured the heavy firepower in their hands onto the Dreadnought mecha running below.

The Ultramarines had long expected that there might be an ambush ahead, so the two Dreadnaught Armors walked separately, fearing that they would be ambushed together.

At this moment, facing the swarming artillery fire, the radiation shields outside the two fearless mechas quickly condensed. They turned themselves into human shields, blocking the vertical artillery fire from above, while the Ultramarines

Under the cover of the fearless mecha, he quickly rushed to the front of Nightmare.

They waved their weapons angrily and launched the most vicious attacks on these seemingly unknown mortal attackers.

"superior!"

Facing the attack, Miru took the lead. With the unique soft body of Nightmare, he was like a ghost, quickly dodging under the chain saw ax that was slashed. At the same time, his fingers flashed very fast, and the alloy finger embedded on the top of his finger

The suit was inserted and withdrawn from the gaps in the power armor with precision and grace, and scarlet blood immediately spurted out from the gaps in the power armor like a floodgate opening.

The Ultramarine, who swung his ax in the air, looked at the enemy in front of him with astonishment, whose body could be kneaded and bent like noodles.

This is obviously not an operation that carbon-based organisms can perform!

But in such a moment of confusion, the enemy in front of him had twisted and climbed onto his body, and his sharp fingers forcefully inserted into the gap between the helmet and the power armor, trying to pry open the helmet.

He was about to taunt, but this enemy seemed to understand the structure of the power armor very well. He just took off the helmet with a "click", and then the sharp steel claws quickly scratched the throat under the helmet, cutting the trachea.

At the same time, it also shattered this extreme warrior's hope of survival.

After forcefully pulling out the shocked big head from his neck, Miru threw it aside and rushed towards the next Ultramarine without even looking at it.

As a biological weapon that is both young and ancient, Miru must educate these absolutely young genetic weapons about what real combat is.

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"Don't get excited, don't get excited!" Chen Guo stopped Des. He ignored the melee between the Ultramarines, a small number of World Eaters and the Word Bearers in front of him, and all his eyes were focused on the three men fighting together in the distance.

On a giant.

The handsome guy with blue blond hair is Guilliman, and the one with red dreadlocks is Angron.

And the only one with a bald head who looks like a pope must be Lorgar.

The weapon in Luojia's hand is also the most conspicuous.

Others were either holding fierce axes or possessing handsome and attractive features, but he was the only one holding a stick and waving it around indiscriminately.

Chen Guo paid special attention to Angron and saw that there were no traces of Khorne transformation on their bodies, and she felt a little more at ease.

If Angron had already become a demon, Chen Guo would have turned around and ran away no matter what, but now, it was Angron who should be the one to run!

The World Eaters' think tanks were the first to discover the two uninvited guests, Chen Guo and Des. Seeing that Des's power armor was full of the style of the Word Bearers Legion, they did not attack first.

But when they turned their attention to Chen Guo, the psychic energy that had been wandering in their bodies suddenly began to stir, and hallucinations appeared in their eyes, showing Chen Guo killing their genetic father!

Looking at each other, the World Eaters' think tanks did not hesitate at all. They immediately gave up on confronting the difficult Ultramarines think tanks, and instead began to release various powerful psychic spells against Chen Guo and Des.

The place where the battle was established begins to be covered.

The Word Bearers Think Tank, who originally had the smallest number of people, fell into a collective confusion. They were suddenly pressed to the ground by the Ultramarines Think Tank and almost killed by the opponent.

They screamed and jumped up and down, dodging all kinds of sharp psychic spells. They had no idea what went crazy with these damn dogs of war... Shouldn't the think tank be unable to install the Butcher's Nail!

In sharp contrast to these fun-loving people, Chen Guo didn't even look at the psionic spells that were pouring in.

He began to demonize on his own, waiting for his body to expand rapidly, the terrifying mouth extending towards the back of his head, the horns on his head pushing open his scalp, and an extremely terrifying aura began to spread across the entire battlefield.

"roll!"

With a powerful wave, vigorous blood mist came out from the body, forming a big hand in the air, and slapped hard at the World Eaters' think tanks.

At the same time, Chen Guo, who had completed her demonization, opened her mouth and sucked all the psychic spells that reached her into her stomach!

"Lao De, you play slowly for a while, don't die, I will call you to behead you later!"

"Yes, my lord!"

After glancing sideways at Des, Chen Guo did not refute his address, but just took out a hammer, and then turned her huge body into a cannonball with her feet, and fired it towards the center of the melee in the distance!

No matter which legion of ultra warriors they were, as long as they stood in front of Chen Guo, they would be knocked away by his huge power.

Although, they will fall on their butts and look very embarrassed.

But as long as you don't fight back, you can at least survive for the time being.

But if anyone dares to fight back, Chen Guo is not used to it. He will immediately give him a blow without mercy, letting these Astartes who used to be aloof know that not everyone can be provoked by them!

Guilliman was miserable at the moment.
To be continued...