Gunshots were everywhere in the queue, and Chaos Space Marines persisted for enough time to change the focus of the battle.
After that, they quickly left the battle and left dozens of corpses.
But the Thunder Eagle approached over the sludge plain, with the storm crow chasing behind him. The turret rotated and the main gun fired, trying to grab every escaped traitor.
But then, on the other side of the plain, something happened, grand and terrifying.
It grabbed Soshiyan's gaze.
"That's-"
A part of Chaos Space Marine gathered at the foot of the Ruins Mountain, above them, the Chaos Wizard roared.
But if you listen carefully, you will find that the sound pouring from his throat is not a word, but a call, something far superior to a word.
It is a certain will that directly give the will to the soul of the believer, and that it is a worship of the rage he has brought down, in a form that is more true than any kind of hymn.
That was the anger itself condensed in the air, this power was extremely pure and unfiltered by meaning and language.
Chaos Wizard is weaving a work, and billions of madness are the materials.
His howling became louder and louder, his voice surpassed the limits of human beings, and he never changed his breath and his roar never stopped.
The howling layer after layer of the howling flows into it, and the squeal of the index rising soon exceeds the sum of billions of stolen materials.
Even so, is this enough?
This howl makes no sense, but it is so powerful enough to crush the stars.
"Did you feel it, Talos?"
Soshyan asked, his voice turning into a whisper in the fury chorus.
"I feel it, damn, these people have a lot of fun."
A barrier is about to break through, a tide is about to hit, and when all emotions reach their peak, it will turn into a huge amount of anger.
In the sky, the thunder eagle is diving.
"Catch him down!"
Soshiyan immediately ordered.
Then, he felt the gap in reality.
The earth first responded to the anger, and it began to tremble, crack and tear out its huge mouth.
"Shot rockets at that pile of rubble."
Soshiyan ordered again.
"Attack the wizard! Destroy it immediately!"
The pilots of other Thunder Eagle confirmed that they did not expect that the tiny figure would be the biggest threat.
But reality has begun to tremble. A huge mouth is cracked between the gunboat and the target. Many demons and mortals fall into the enlarged rift, and then a large number of white bones erupt from it. Within a few seconds, thousands of bones move at a swirling speed.
The vortex wrapped around more and more bones and began to shrink.
In an instant, the crowds surged, and the bones formed a whirlwind, climbing from the ground to the sky, ten meters, twenty meters, and thirty meters...
Soon, it was a hundred meters high and it was growing.
"shooting!"
All gunboats fired, automatic cannons, hell strike missiles, laser cannons and heavy bombs, and all weapons poured their anger towards the weird creature.
Perhaps their firepower ended the horror, perhaps the density inside the whirlwind had reached its limit, no matter what the reason, the strong wind dissipated.
The bones exploded, and blood burst out from the core of the whirlwind, splashing all over the ground and spraying into the sky.
But everything is not over.
Twisted and roared, an unprecedented bone column penetrated into the sky.
Its height is undulating, its surface is winding, and then it rotates with blood-melting tentacles surrounding the bone column, falling among the cultists and whips the auxiliary army's queues.
Under the impact of huge force, the armor shattered and two Maka multi-heavy tanks were directly crushed into a half-part state.
The closer the armored forces are to the bone column, the stronger the mental impact will be.
The devil's creation is both a fountain, a giant tower, and a poisonous snake. It rotates and raises a strong wind, and the howling sounds like the horn of a war of Titans.
The voice summons anger, which never fades away, becomes increasingly intense, casts shadows on everyone's soul.
"Don't touch the blood."
Soshiyan broadcasts on the public channel and he doesn't know if the blood will be corrosive, but he thinks it's very likely that the bone column is undoubtedly extremely dangerous for mortals.
But there is no doubt that if you continue to fight like this, the situation will only get worse.
Soshiyan decided to take a risk.
"Talos, Ditrian's liaison, use it again."
Soon, Talos followed Soshiyan's order and entered the interior of the Sikaran combat tank and activated a small mysterious instrument.
Due to unknown interference, the Soshiyan area has completely lost communication with the outside world. The only possible thing now is Ditrian's less compliant things.
Soon, Talos walked out of the cabin.
"alright."
As he said that, he pointed to the sky.
Suo Shiyang looked up and saw blood-red stripes slashing the night sky, and blazing flames burning red clouds, marking the approach of something.
The next second, the fire lit the horizon, shining with rays of light and scarlet, as if the arrival of the former legion.
Everyone on the battlefield raised their heads, saw the fire flow penetrated the clouds, and instantly realized that this would be a catastrophe.
The sky was covered with flames, and countless shells hit, falling like meteor showers of all sizes.
The next moment, a storm of flames swept across the dirty plains.
Everything is shrouded in flames.
Everything was shrouded in a loud noise.
The close-range orbital bombardment began.
Explosions come one after another, fire lumens are extinguished, and the waves of flames flow from the sky, washing the ground.
The impact continued, and the plain disappeared into the bursting light, and the roar was louder than ever before. Even though the automatic sensor in the helmet filtered the most severe noise, the sound waves still hammered the skull.
A thousand meters away, a cannonball like a hill fell, like a death-striking missile. The fireball with a diameter of hundreds of meters suddenly expanded and evaporated into a piece of land. The bone column fell down like a rotten ancient tree.
The wreckage on the upper layer crushed the base of the lower layer again, triggering a chain reaction, and the condensed blood collapsed like an avalanche.
The mountain-like destruction area was destroyed, and the soldiers of the empire all shouted triumphantly.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! But the Black Legion does not admit their failure. The wizard's voice sounded clearly, and the praise of the power of darkness complemented the scene of destruction. The words of exhortation and the power of destruction complemented each other and merged with each other.
"Look! Look! Great achievements bring inspiration! Get ready! Get ready for great arrival!"
The Chaos Wizard landed in front of the Ruins Mountain, and the body of the Chaos Space Marine, which was once the Chaos Space Marine, began to transform, making it almost difficult to identify the original species.
I saw his skin full of holes, hanging down the broken membrane, and most of his skin peeled off on its own and fell on his feet.
Apart from the bloody part, the wizard's exposed muscles grew carapace-like scales and barbs, hard and sharp - his body was tearing himself apart from the inside.
Blood flowed down the ruins. The source was the wizard's body, but blood loss gave him strength.
His limbs broke again and again until he was reshaped into a knotted creature, and the fragmented bone pieces pierced from time to time from time to time from time to time, but the wizard showed no sign of falling down. On the contrary, his roar became more and more powerful, perfectly cooperating with the rhythm of the swaying bone column.
Soon, his jaw dislocated and almost fell to his chest. The muscles on his cheeks stretched and torn, tightened like two curved iron hooks. The two bundles of muscles collided with each other from time to time, imitating the opening and closing of the mouth. His lips were like broken curtains. His tongue was stretched out one meter, and the tip of his tongue was a sting of a poisonous scorpion.
This wizard should not be alive, nor should he still talk, but he has become a channel of great power that has flowed into reality, reaching transcendence between self-harm and bloodshed.
Just as it tried to expand the passage further, a Sikaran combat tank crashed out in the flames!