Chapter 446: Qingshan Khan Vs. "Flesh Ripper"

Chapter 446 Qingshan·Khan vs. "Flesh Ripper"

The boarding battle has begun.

The Iron Pagoda warriors are out in force.

The Chapter Master personally sits in the rear as a reserve.

Before the battle situation is clear, the Space Marines cannot go out in full force, otherwise if the Chaos Space Marines also board the Chapter Fleet, they will face several undefended "empty ships", and both boarding and counter-boarding are important.

The seven-member team of the Zero Realm Guild also made a choice. They decided to stay on the Rectification for the time being, observe the Space Marines fighting, and then decide whether to participate in the battle.

In a cabin.

Augustus took out a bunch of spellcasting materials and a scroll from the witchcraft bag, tore off the scroll and began to cast a spell. After the fireworks splashed, a monster was successfully summoned.

A bright green vertical pupil eyeball.

Floating in the air, looking left and right.

The Eye of Kilrogg.

A very classic spell for the Warlock profession.

Because Augustus is a wizard, and this is a sorcerer spell that uses the power of shadow, so it must be successfully cast with the help of the spell scrolls and a bunch of spell materials prepared in advance. After the Eye of Kilrogg appeared, it was like a bright and dazzling green fireball, moving very fast, darting around in the cabin, turning around and observing.

Augustus looked at the chief priest in front of him:

"Eye of Kilrogg, I guess you are not unfamiliar with this thing. It will follow you, observe the battle process, and connect my vision at the same time. Don't worry about it."

Tristan nodded.

Augustus snapped his fingers.

The Eye of Kilrogg turned on the stealth mode and gradually disappeared into the air, but the chief priest could always feel the small shadow power attached to it. Shadow is the opposite of holy light. Tristan is a paladin. Others may not be able to detect its existence, but he can.

The Zero Realm Guild wanted to watch the entire process of the Space Marines boarding the battle. Augustus was very sensible. He directly proposed this request to Fu Qinghai and expressed his willingness to pay a certain price for it as a reward for his kindness in taking them on board and leading them to understand the Warhammer 40K universe.

Fu Qinghai handed this job to Tristan.

At this time, in the captain's room of the Rectification.

Zofia, who was disheveled, walked out of the bedroom yawning, came to Fu Qinghai's desk and sat down, lying on the table with sleepy eyes, tilted her head and looked up at the irregular golden crystal floating in front of her, stretched out a finger and scratched the edge of the crystal.

The golden crystal spun.

Is this the fragment of the Naaru?

Zofia thought to herself.

...

A crimson battle barge.

The Flesh Tearers' retreat room is both a museum and a place of worship. The walls here are decorated with ancient relics inherited from the Legion, and the stasis field from the dark technological era maintains their sanctity. The floor was studded with shards of fallen captains' armour, telling the stories of their deaths. Reclaimed swords of honour formed a circle around the edge of the pulpit.

Nasir Amit knelt in the middle.

"May blood guide me."

The Flesh Tearers' Chapter Master whispered.

Before him stood two statues.

The Emperor and Sanguinius.

"I will wash away my shame with the blood of traitors."

Nasir Amit looked into the eyes of the Emperor's statue.

"Give me strength."

Then he turned to look at the statue of Sanguinius:

"Put aside my rage, resist my curse."

Nasir pressed his forehead to the floor.

After praying, the Flesh Tearers stood up and put on their helmets.

Nasir walked out of the hermitage, and a group of battle brothers had been waiting outside for a long time. The Flesh Tearers said as he walked:

"Has the Iron Pagoda boarded the ship?"

"Yes, they just announced that two Chaos warships are under their control and asked us not to open fire."

They came first after starting late, damn fast.

Nasir thought to himself.

They are worthy of being a sub-group of the White Scars.

"Let's go!"

Nasir Amit ordered in a deep voice.

...

A Blind Faith-class raider.

Tristan stepped over the threshold into the control room and quickly moved to the left. A series of laser guns shot him, and dense scarlet lasers splashed on his armor like raindrops. The chief priest raised his bolt pistol and shot two shots at the chests of the two traitor crew members. Their bodies bounced back, and blood, internal organs and broken bones splashed all over the console. The third traitor opened fire immediately, but his bolt gun trembled in his hand. Unable to adapt to the recoil of the bolt gun, he only destroyed a bunch of data screens.

"The Emperor's tools serve only his servants."

Tristan fired a shot at the man.

A pool of viscera then smeared the wall.

Camille followed Tristan into the control room. He rushed deeper into the cabin. Three people blocked his way. The chief potion master pushed them aside with a shoulder, slashed off two heads with his sword, and with a "bang", a thunderous headbutt killed the third person. In front of him, a panicked traitor crew member was trying to operate a Locke missile launcher. Camille tore the head off the nearest corpse and threw it at the man, knocking him away. A bolter then penetrated the traitor's chest, shattering his sternum and causing him to explode.

Tristan put away the bolter pistol.

"There are no Chaos Space Marines here."

The hermit said to the chief potion master:

"Are you a little disappointed?"

"fine."

Camille nodded:

"After all, this is just a convoy. It is normal that there are no Chaos Space Marines on board."

"Activate teleport beacon?"

Tristan asked.

"No, I saw a Thunderhawk gunboat parked on the boarding deck. Let's take that Thunderhawk gunship directly to another cruiser. Maybe we can deceive them."

Camille came up with a bold idea.

The pharmacist hasn't killed enough yet.

At this time, a voice was inserted into the communication channel:

"Attention all jumping gang troops, the Flesh Tearers and Bloodthirsters have launched death batteries. Several of the torpedoes have successfully hit. Avoid the targets I marked and do not board the ship."

It was Khan's voice.

At this time, Fu Qinghai was sitting in the command seat of the Su Zheng, observing the entire naval battle battlefield and thinking about when to attack.

The little secret of the Dark Angels is the Fallen Angels, and the little secret of the Blood Angels is the Death Company - they will organize the Space Marines who are unable to extricate themselves from the black rage into a special company. The power armor is all black, except for the breastplate and shoulder armor. A scrawled red cross is sprayed on it, and then used as a consumable and a kamikaze, loaded into a torpedo and delivered to the enemy ship. The soldiers of the Death Company do not distinguish between friend and foe, they will only kill all living and moving creatures, and then start killing each other until the last person is left.

The Blood Angels set up the starting point of the Death Company because they did not want to execute their own soldiers with their own hands. In order to be loyal to the Emperor, the Blood Angels Space Marines shed their blood and sacrificed their lives, only to be executed by the Chaplain of the Chapter. It was neither honorable nor glorious, so they might as well just let it go. They all died on the battlefield and were considered honorable sacrifices. From a utilitarian point of view, Death Company can be regarded as a waste utilization - after working hard to create a Space Marine, it goes crazy after just a few fights. It is such a waste, it is better to use it as high-level cannon fodder. The Blood Angels, trapped in a state of black rage, ignore pain and focus on killing, even if the Chaos Space Marines encounter them, they will become frightened.

As for whether it's possible to heal from Black Rage?

From 31K to 42K, in ten thousand years, there were only two Blood Angels who broke out the Black Rage and successfully defeated it. One of them was one of the most powerful think tanks in the history of the Astartes - "The Lord of Death" "Mephiston."

Tristan picked up the data pad and looked at it:

"Not the cruiser we selected."

"Very well, let's do it."

Camille chuckled and said, summoning a technical sergeant and ordering the technical sergeant to take over the control of the Blind Faith-class raider, set a fixed route and continue sailing forward, and do not let it stop spinning in place. Then the two led the Space Marines to the hangar and found the Iron Warrior-painted Thunderhawk gunship. The technical sergeant quickly cracked the mechanical key in the gunboat. They rushed out of the boarding deck on the Thunderhawk gunboat and flew towards the destruction-class cruiser sailing side by side.

"Actively activate the identification friend or foe system."

Camille placed her hands on the control panel and ordered.

The technical sergeant followed the instructions and pushed a few buttons.

After the identification of friend or foe was passed, the close-defense weapon array on the Destruction-class cruiser did not fire, allowing the Thunderhawk gunship to pass through the void shield and fly towards the open boarding deck.

It went so smoothly, perhaps because at the same time, the other side of the destruction-class cruiser was suffering from violent artillery fire. Macrocannons and light spears came one after another, and the shield bubbles trembled. Several crimson shark assault boats seized the brief opportunity between the gunfire and quickly rammed into the hull of the battleship. The hot melt at the front exploded and penetrated the hull armor, and then penetrated fiercely.

…

The Flesh Tearers' assault boats were embedded in the cruiser's body.

The sons of Sanguinius poured madly into the breach.

If this battleship is regarded as a human body, then you can see if you cut open the body and skin. The intricate pipelines inside the battleship are like blood vessels, with a large number of traitors surging in them. The armed sailors are like platelets, and the steel warriors are like white blood cells. They are like white blood cells. The blood vessels rush rapidly to the damaged parts of the body in an attempt to plug the inflammation and bleeding gaps. The black and gray Iron Warriors and the crimson Flesh Tearers collided, refusing to give way to each other.

"I curse your wight god!"

The Iron Warrior roared:

"Curse your winged alien original!"

Nasir Amit wears the Indomitable Terminator, with giant chainsaw gloves on each hand, like a violent engine of destruction. As he charged towards a group of Chaos Space Marines, he unleashed a storm of saw blades and arcs, adamantine serrations and disintegrating fields that shattered everything around him. The traitor's curse made him furious, and he chopped off the enemy's head and limbs with his fists.

"Live up to the blood of Sanguinius!"

Nasir Amit raised his hand and shouted.

"Blood for blood!"

The Flesh Tearers roared loudly.

Nasir Amit, the former fifth company commander of the Blood Angels Legion, was not wearing a helmet, and his armor was covered in bloodstains. He picked up an Iron Warrior with a broken armor, and stared at this man who was stupid enough to dare to show his flesh with red eyes. The person who came opened his mouth with a "ha" sound and bit down hard.

Two Loyalist Astartes Space Marines with unusually long teeth - the Space Wolves and the Blood Angels. The difference is that the Space Wolves have curved canines, while the Blood Angel's pair of long pointed fangs... are hollow!

"Gurgling..."

The Flesh Tearers Chapter Master drinks the blood of his enemies.

Suddenly, he stopped and spit out a stream of thick bile. Nasir Amit looked very ugly - the blood of these Chaos Space Marines was so inferior, full of pollution and odor, that it was only worth spitting out.

At this time, a steel warrior suddenly rushed out from the side of the passage, raised a chain saw and ax with both hands and shouted:

"I-"

"Bang!"

Nasir Amit raised his hand and punched him away.

"I am not interested in the names of your heretical gods, traitors."

The Chapter Leader of the Flesh Tearers reached out and wiped the blood from his mouth and said coldly.

"Son of Sanguinius, onward!"

…

At this time, the other side of the battleship.

The Thunderhawk gunship landed on the boarding deck.

The surrounding area was empty, not a single Chaos Space Marine was seen, only a few servitor crew members. A crew member ran over and stood outside the cockpit door of the Thunderhawk gunship with a fawning smile on his face and was about to speak.

"boom!"

The hatch suddenly opened outwards and knocked him away.

Fly high some distance and then fall to death.

The chief pastor walked down the gangway and looked around. Realizing that something was wrong, the servitors were still stunned in place, and the traitorous crew members had already begun to escape.

"Why don't you have any defensive strength?"

Camille also walked down the gangway and asked doubtfully.

Tristan felt constant vibrations under his feet.

"They are under attack."

The experienced chief pastor said firmly.

"Let's set off, quickly find the void shield generator, destroy it, and then deploy the teleportation beacon."

The priest ordered in a deep voice.

Chief Priest Tristan's style tends to be stable. Every time he joins a gang, he looks for the Void Shield Generator first. After destroying the void shield, if you advance, you can call more Space Marines to teleport for support. If you retreat, you can activate the teleport beacon to return to the chapter flagship. If it were First Company Commander Joestar, he would not waste time looking for the void shield generator. He would lead the Space Marines to attack the bridge.

"Copy that, sir."

The iron pagodas quickly got into the passage.

…

Destruction-class cruiser, bridge.

After the endless killing.

They finally arrived here.

Nasir Amit stood there panting.

His eyes were in a trance, and a seething darkness enveloped his mind, constantly threatening his restraint. He groaned and punched the saw blade into the armored floor. He clenched his fists with both hands, buried his head in his arms, and prayed in a low voice:

"Emperor, please protect me with your mercy and burn away my bloodthirst with the hellfire of justice. Emperor, please keep me from the darkness in my soul and let me conquer my..."

"Snapped!"

A heavy bolt round shattered his shoulder armor.

Nasir was thrown completely to the ground.

"Sir, be careful."

The Chapter Chaplain pounced.

"Cover! Cover!"

Several battle brothers quickly fired back.

"Uh uh uh...ah!"

The battle is far from over.

The Flesh Tearers Chapter Master roared and stood up.

We can only continue to fight.

He instinctively chopped off limbs, his weapons blurred around him, his blood was humming in his veins, his hearts were roaring, and all the chaotic sounds intertwined into a death sonata in the choir. The Chapter Master of the Flesh Tearers lost himself in the joy of slaughter, and all he could think about was killing. The Reacher eviscerates an Iron Warrior and tears out his cybernetic muscle fiber lining. He crushes an enemy under his iron boots and crushes the skulls of traitorous crew members. Thick pieces of flesh splattered all over the red armor, and blood pooled around his throat...

"Roar--"

Nasir Amit looked up to the sky and roared.

…

Camille bent down to examine the body in front of her. The Iron Warrior's corpse had a scorched hole in its chest. The flesh and blood around the wound merged with the armor, and charred oil poured out from the wound, covering the entire breastplate like a black net.

"Melta weapons or high explosives."

Camille spoke to the data recorder in the helmet:

"The chest cavity is intact as a whole and has recycling value."

A probe stretched out from the pharmacist's medical backpack and pierced the wound, beginning to analyze the blood components. Lines of biological data scrolled in Camille's eyepiece field of view. It was discovered that not only the Iron Warriors, but also the biological information of other Space Marines, Blood Angels, were contained in the blood in the wounds.

"The two Blood Angels sub-groups are here too."

Camille said calmly.

The pharmacist stretched out his extractor and inserted the bladed tube into the corpse's neck. The end of the tube accurately found the gene storage gland and closed it. With a moist hissing sound, the gland was sucked into the medical backpack through the catheter. A set of processes has become very proficient. A green icon lit up in the corner of Camille's helmet display, indicating that the gland had been safely recovered.

This gene-seed will be frozen and then sent to the Phaeton Forge World for Master Quinto to analyze.

"Buzz..." There was a slight buzz.

Camille activated his bone drill. Another gland was hidden deep in the body and was even harder to reach.

Here Camille is harvesting seeds.

Tristan was not idle over there either.

After arranging the transmission beacon, the Chief Chaplain led the Space Marines to disperse, and after some exploration, he said:

"Turn around this passage and you'll find the bridge."

Suddenly, several roars came from the end of the passage:

"Roar——" "Roar!" "Roar!"

Tristan and Camille were suddenly startled.

These are not sounds that a human throat can make.

"I'm going to see what's going on."

Tristan said solemnly.

…

Nasir Amit stood up.

Looking around, he suddenly found himself on a strange yet familiar warship, an ancient ship that was far more magnificent and powerful than any he had ever been on. Its plasma reactor hummed with a restrained and angry rhythm, and the battleship's bulkhead trembled with energy.

This is a powerful warship.

"Re...Spirit of Vengeance?"

He could hear the sound of fierce fighting coming from many corridors, and he subconsciously reached out to touch his weapon.

Suddenly, a pair of strong iron hands locked his throat. They squeezed and gripped tighter, strangling his life bit by bit. Nasir struggled to get them free, but the iron hands were too strong, and struggling desperately was still useless. Death and darkness surrounded him. Nasir knew he was going to die, and there seemed to be a sense of fate in the dark, and this was the final destination where he would die. Unless...

Nasir stood up suddenly, the saw blade of the lower end of the chain saw gauntlet pierced the sergeant's chin, and a large amount of blood sprayed on his face. The Flesh Tearer Chapter Master kicked the sergeant in the chest and kicked him away.

Kill! Kill! Kill!

The sergeant also stared with red eyes, stood up and drew his gun and fired. The first shot missed, and the second shot hit Nasir, blowing off a piece of armor and smashing his abdomen. The pharmacist rushed over from the side and dragged him to the ground. The Chapter Master turned over and pinned the pharmacist under him, hammering him in the face, smashing his helmet and shattering his skull.

Nasir seemed to have forgotten the chain saw gauntlet in his hand, and pulled out the combat knife on his thigh and inserted it into his comrade's torso, stabbing him again and again until the tip of the knife hit the hardened and sealed ribs of the Space Marine. Nasir threw away the combat knife and dug his fingers under his throat protection, breaking it and exposing his throat. Then he leaned forward and pierced him with his fangs, tearing his throat. He enjoyed the taste of the hot blood rich in chemicals, filling his mouth and warming his throat.

"Bang!"

A heavy blow hit his shoulder.

Tristan smashed Nasir away with the power staff.

Then he raised his gun and shot to force back an Iron Warrior.

"Da Da Da Da!"

A magazine was empty, and the chief priest quickly inserted the gun into the side of his thigh and pulled out a plasma pistol.

A blue plasma beam flashed.

An Iron Warrior was shot in the head on the spot.

"Ah!"

A huge figure jumped up and knocked him down.

Tristan was caught off guard and was pinned to the ground by Nasir. The chief priest cursed and was about to swing the staff to give him a hard blow. At this time, another Flesh Tearer rushed over, pulled Nasir off Tristan with both hands, pushed him to the ground, and yelled at his Chapter Master:

"What kind of madness is this?"

The awake Flesh Tearer said in grief and anger:

"Did the curse take all of you?"

At this time, the entire bridge was in chaos, the Flesh Tearers were killing each other, and the remaining Iron Warriors and traitor crew members wanted to take advantage of the situation and kill the loyal Space Marines. The Iron Pagodas quickly joined the battlefield, attacking the Iron Warriors while guarding against friendly forces. The Iron Pagodas kept in mind the orders of the Chapter Master, and once these angel descendants who were in a blood-thirsty frenzy showed a threat, they would immediately shoot and kill without mercy.

Camille, who had just extracted the gene seed, came to the bridge and saw the chaotic scene of the three-way melee. He was shocked and quickly retreated into the passage. He pressed the button on the transmission beacon hard to activate the beacon, and shouted:

"Khan! Khan! Support is needed!"

Nasir roared and turned over, blood-stained saliva dripping from his mouth, and rushed towards the chief priest.

The chief priest turned around, avoided his grasp, and swept the power staff across to smash his leg armor.

"Holy wrath!"

Tristan raised the staff high.

The whole body exuded white holy light.

However, the surrounding flesh tearers still rushed towards him with red eyes and bared teeth with weapons.

Holy light is useless for blood thirst.

The chief priest touched the stasis grenade on his waist.

Damn, too close!

It will lock himself in the time dilation.

Tristan nimbly dodged their attacks.

Then threw two stasis grenades into the distance.

"Bang!" "Bang!"

The two Flesh Tearers were locked in the time dilation.

The Chief Priest only carried two stasis grenades. He was unwilling to kill these Blood Angels unless it was absolutely necessary. However, what he didn't expect was that Nasir Amit was trapped in visions and hallucinations, and still maintained a very strong fighting instinct. He twisted his body to avoid the stasis grenade, and hit the Chief Priest's chest with two chain saw gloves.

"Puff--"

The Chief Priest vomited blood and flew backwards.

A white light flashed behind him.

"Bang!"

Fu Qinghai caught Tristan.

White lights flashed behind him one after another, and a large group of Iron Pagoda Terminators followed the Chapter Master to descend!

"Khan...Khan."

The Chief Priest muttered with blood on the corner of his mouth.

"Leave it to me."

Fu Qinghai said calmly, putting down the hidden elder in his arms.

"Ah! Kill! Ho! Kill!"

Nasir Amit walked over with a bloodthirsty look on his face.

Qingshan Khan took the initiative to walk over quickly.

The Flesh Tearers Chapter Leader threw a powerful punch, and the Iron Pagoda Chapter Leader dodged lightly. He raised his hand and pushed outward, causing Nasir Amit to lose balance instantly, followed by a turning elbow to hit his chest, and with a dull "bang", the Flesh Tearers Chapter Leader staggered back. Fu Qinghai slapped Nasir in the face, and with a crisp "pop", the Flesh Tearers Chapter Leader's head tilted. Then he kicked the side of his knee again, the joint broke, the leg bone cracked, and the Flesh Tearers Chapter Leader knelt on one knee.

"Huh... Ha!"

Nasir Amit raised his head and opened his mouth to show his fangs, and then his whole face was covered by a black gauntlet. Fu Qinghai held Nasir's face with his left hand, making him bite in the air, and then pressed down hard, and lifted his right knee.

"Bang!"

Nasir's face hit Fu Qinghai's knee hard.

The head suddenly swung upward, the chin was raised high, and several teeth shot towards the armored porthole on the top of the bridge like bullets, making a "ding-dong" sound, accompanied by a puff of blood and a piece of tongue, and Nasir Amit's jawbone was completely broken.

"Bang..."

The heavy Indomitable Terminator fell down.

Fu Qinghai then took out a stasis grenade leisurely.

Pull out the pin, throw it away, and turn away.

Time dilation wrapped around the Flesh Tearers Chapter Leader.

At this time, the people around noticed.

The Blue Fang Chain Saw Sword and Blue Blade Power Knife hanging on the magnetic locks on the left and right sides of Qingshan Khan's waist...

Have not been pulled out yet.

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