The enemy temporarily retreated, taking the angry Hell Beast with them.
Azriel felt his twin's heart race, angry runes flashing across his monitor as his helmet's optics tried and failed to focus.
The lens was cracked, and Azriel locked the helmet on his thigh with a magnetic force, feeling somewhat distressed, and stopped when his eyes adjusted to the darkness.
There was a thick silence in the air, which formed an almost painful contrast with the harsh battle noise before the explosion. He listened for the enemy's traces, but could hear nothing except his own shallow breathing.
The explosion flattened the corridor, choking it with collapsed rock, concrete and the dead.
"The mist makes you rot!"
He heard Asmodai curse in rage and kick the fallen Chaos Space Marine in the chest, causing the ceramic skull adorning the fallen warrior's breastplate to crack under the blow.
Suddenly, Azrael heard footsteps.
"They're here again!"
But this time, the enemy did not attack from the front, but appeared from above them!
Several huge holes appeared in the dome, and a large amount of red poured down from the top and fell into the Dark Angel's position, immediately closing the distance between the two sides.
This time, not only the ordinary Chaos Space Marines appeared, but also the elite of the Crimson Slayer - the Marauders of Draznit!
As soon as the terrifying warriors wearing Terminators joined the battle, they caused huge trouble for the Dark Angels, especially since the current Deathwing Grand Master Belial had taken away most of the Deathwing Terminators.
To make matters worse, a large number of heretics from the Black Legion have also appeared, far more than they have ever seen before!
"heresy!"
Azrael shattered the nearest enemy with a barrage of bolts, then sneaked into cover and threw himself on a metal container as a barrage of bolts rushed towards him.
"Azrael!"
Suddenly, a voice sounded in a chaotic roar, its syllables tortured by a voice that was not used to speaking.
"I will feast on your heart and taste your hypocritical blood!"
"I'm afraid you're not qualified yet!"
Azrael stood up and faced his opponent.
The Chaos Space Marine in front of him is a giant, even taller than Belial. The scarlet Terminator armor is full of cracks, the horned helmet is full of fangs, and there is a single eye on the forehead, showing an unbearable distortion.
Body.
Blood stained his armor, outlining the brass symbols of destruction that adorned it, skulls rattling on rusty chains as the Chaos Space Marine stood.
He is a walking statue of death, with a vicious chainsaw barking in his hands.
"tell me!"
Azrael growled:
"Which vile wild dog of Kranon will my blade taste the blood of?"
"Azrael! The gods have predicted that you will die tragically at the hands of Dragon Draznit!"
This Dragon Draznit is the leader of Draznit's marauders, the former first company commander of the Red Saber Chapter, and is known as the smartest person in the Chapter. Because of his supernatural insight, when fighting
When Tuan was corrupted, his mind was twisted and he grew a third eye.
The traitor then roared and charged towards the Grand Master of the Dark Angels.
Azrael strode fearlessly towards his enemy, all thoughts disappearing as his anger arose.
He wants to avenge the world of Stern! He wants to avenge the fifth company commander Zadakir! The traitor must pay the price with blood!
"Skull Sacrifice Seat!"
Dragon's roar passed through the skull-shaped voice grille on the helmet, and rushed towards Azrael along with the chain axe.
Azrael dodged the opponent's chainsaw, spun and smashed his fist into the side of the Chaos Space Marine's head, followed by his elbow, driving it hard into the opponent's left eye.
Dragon roared angrily, the broken armor had penetrated deeply into his eyes, and he threw an uppercut with his other hand.
Azrael felt his jaw broken as the punch struck his unhelmeted face, but the Grand Master managed to grab the Chaos Space Marine's weapon arm while headbutting his opponent's other eye.
, while jamming the opponent's ax with the hilt of the sword, and spitting out a ball of bloody mucus and teeth.
Dragon's head jerked back under the blow, causing him to lose his balance.
"Go to hell!"
Azrael roared and smashed his fist into the Chaos Space Marine's head.
He subconsciously swung the chain saw, but was knocked away by the Sword of Secrets. In the chaos, Azrael suddenly pulled out another spare pistol and fired several shots at Dragon when he was unprepared.
The chainsaw tomahawk clattered to the ground.
"Go to hell!"
Dragon's body went limp after being shot at close range, but Azrael pulled him up and continued to hit the opponent's head with the handle of the gun.
"Die! Die! Die!"
Just when Dragon's helmet was smashed beyond recognition, a roar alerted Azrael, causing him to decisively throw away the enemy and retreat.
Almost at the same time, a larger chain ax passed in front of him.
"Oh, you can hide pretty quickly."
Hearing this voice, Azrael suddenly became furious and roared.
"Kranon! You bloody bastard!!!!!!!!!!!"
The Supreme Master brandished the sword of secrets and slashed at the enemy with a mocking smile in front of him.
Kranon the Merciless, using his massive decapitating ax to reach the Grand Master of the Dark Angels, continues to attack.
"I am anger! I am death!"
Azrael felt as if his limbs were on fire. He didn't care about the lasers licking his armor or the solid bullets raising dirt in his path. He only saw the hateful enemy.
"My wrath has no mercy."
If he takes ten more steps, the opponent will be within the range of his sword.
As he tears apart Kranon's blasphemous shell, his gauntlets will tear into the bastard's guts and extract the corrupted heart.
"My blade doesn't know-"
Suddenly, something invisible hit Azrael in the chest, knocking him to the ground.
He landed hard, a crack appearing in his breastplate, then groaned and raised his head, blinking hard to clear his vision.
Analgesics flooded his body, but did nothing to calm the searing pain in his skull.
The enemy stopped shooting at this time.
Azrael grunted with effort, stood up, and stumbled forward, but the ground suddenly rose to meet him.
The Grand Master's mouth filled with blood as his head hit the ground.
Roaring in frustration, he threw himself on all fours and crawled to fight if necessary.
Only the death of the other party can calm his anger.
In front of him, Kranon remained motionless, laughing at him.
"you--"
Azriel turned his attention to the traitor, and a flash of red and black armor in the lavender robe caught his eye.
He took another look, but at the same moment he was yanked from the ground, thrown into the air, and hit back with enough force to break bones.