Chapter 233: The Rise of the Primarch: The Battle of the Monastery

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The long time that Terasius Tikrimus served as the Scythes of the Emperor was not long. Terasius had enough confidence to call himself one of the youngest Chapter Masters in the entire Empire. In the Second Tyrannic War in M41.991, after the Chapter and most of the brothers died gloriously in defending the home world Sotha, he was appointed as the new Chapter Master of the Chapter. At that time, there were only two hundred brothers left in the whole Chapter.

Terasius led them to the neighboring planet of Bolsono, where they received great help from the respected Chapter Master of the Ultramarines Mother Chapter, Calgar, so that the Chapter could continue after losing all its gene seeds and heavy equipment.

Chapter Master Calgar issued an order and call to the Macragge Brotherhood, and all the Sons of Guilliman, including the Ultramarines, donated part of their gene-seed reserves to the severely damaged Scythes of the Emperor, so that the Scythes of the Emperor could continue to fulfill the mission entrusted by the Primarch himself, the eternal mission of guarding the Lighthouse of Sotha.

The reconstruction of the chapter was very hard and difficult, but Terasius still did his best to help his chapter regain its new life. Of course, he must also thank Chapter Master Calgar for his strong support, which enabled the chapter to recover in just ten years.

In order to repay Chapter Master Calgar's kindness and to continue to fulfill his duties as a chapter master, Terasius finally led his chapter, which had just recovered to 400 people, back to the home world in M41.998, returning to the planet of Sotha, which no longer had any vitality.

But all this could not stop the Sons of Guilliman. They rebuilt their Chapter Fortress and Monastery with infinite enthusiasm, especially restarting the Void Shield Repulsor that survived the Tyranid War, which enabled the Chapter to gain a foothold after returning to the home planet.

But perhaps it was a test from the Emperor. In the second year after Terasius led the brothers back to their homeland, just one year later, the Milky Way underwent a huge change. Chaos traitors suddenly appeared from the void and besieged Macragge, besieging almost all the important planets of the Five Hundred Worlds, including Sotha.

Terasius did not know why Chaos would attack this planet that had no vitality and no strategic value, but Terasius still led the young battle brothers to resist tenaciously without fear, and fought against the traitors of the Night Lords with all their strength, fighting against the boundless Chaos waves.

Terasius swore that no matter what, the Emperor's Scythes would not let their home world fall this time, and they would defend the Sotha Lighthouse behind them in the name of the Emperor and the Primarch.

The power sickle with the sharp curved blade of the splitting field cut off the body of the enemy in front of him. The purple-black armor of the Midnight Lord traitor was shattered by the splitting field. As the burly body fell, Terasius strode forward, stepped on the traitor's chest, raised the sickle and chopped his head.

The filthy traitor's blood mixed with ceramic steel and plastic steel armor fragments splashed. Terasius had no time to breathe. He grasped the handle of the long sickle and swung it out instantly. The burning cutting field helped him block and knock away the barbed long knife swung by the traitor on the side.

It was a terrible weapon of the Midnight Lord. Once hooked by its barb, a large piece of flesh and blood would be torn off. Even if you don't die, you will be paralyzed and disabled.

Terasius blocked the fatal blow, then held the long handle of the long sickle with his backhand, and suddenly hooked it back and cut off the back of the Midnight Lord's head, harvesting his head instantly like harvesting wheat fields in the golden autumn season.

As the traitor's head fell to the ground, the huge body fell to the ground with a bang. The young commander of the regiment was able to get a moment of respite. He leaned on the long handle of the sickle and looked around at the chaotic battlefield around him. Outside the gate of the monastery on the high mountain of Sosa, the warriors of the Emperor's Scythe were fighting fiercely with the traitors.

Under the falling orbital bombardment shells hitting the shield, and under the rolling flames that swept the entire surface of the shield, the young warriors of the Emperor's Scythe fought bravely outside the steel gate of the fortress that was dozens of meters high. Although these young warriors were not as experienced as the traitors, they fought to the death with the traitors with unparalleled enthusiasm and loyalty.

But they were not fighting alone. Terasius looked at the armors of different colors in the sea of ​​people. Blue, white and black armors kept passing on the battlefield. They were all brothers from various chapters who retreated to Sosa in the battle of the Macragge Sector.

Although they lost contact with the mother planet and the fleet was dispersed, Guilliman's descendants did not sit and wait for death and fight blindly. When Terasius sent a signal, all the Ultramarines chapters around rushed over, ranging from a few people to a company of a hundred people, but they all responded to the call of battle and the call of the glory of the Primarch's blood.

Terasius swung his sword horizontally to block the power claws that were slashing at him. The chapter leader leaned over and knocked the traitor to the ground with his shoulder, then pulled out the grenade launcher on his waist and shot his head. Terasius did not stop and almost immediately turned the muzzle to fire continuously.

"Fourth Company! Reorganize the defense line!" Terasius shouted and looked around, "Mark! Where are you?!"

"Captain is there, Chapter Master!" A young Scythe of the Emperor recruit approached while firing, pointing his bolter at Captain Mark who was fighting fiercely with three Word Bearers traitors not far away. The latter had one hand injured, and only one arm was left holding a scythe to fight the enemy.

Thrasius nodded and patted the recruit on the shoulder, "Hold your position, son of Guilliman, the Emperor bless us." "For the Emperor, we are his scythe!" The recruit shouted and turned around and started firing fiercely. He and his fighting brothers began to rebuild the right line of defense and repel the besieged demons with bolter bombs.

Thrasius looked at them and nodded with relief. Although they were still young, they had a heart as loyal as steel, which would make them invincible in the battle against the Chaos enemy, and Thirasius also had his own work to do.

Therathus turned the sickle with both hands and rushed forward. He rushed to Mark's side at a very fast speed. When a despicable Word Bearer raised his meteor hammer to attack him, he rushed forward. The power sickle was swung out with all his strength as the chapter leader swung his arm. The sharp blade of the sickle pierced the traitor's breastplate like a cannonball.

Blood spurted out as the blade drilled out from the back of the Word Bearer. Therathus pulled out the sickle suddenly. He grasped the front of the sickle and hit a traitor hard. According to the principle of leverage, his current strength was maximized. Almost instantly, the traitor's armor was broken. The sharp blade pierced his neck, and as the captain dragged it violently, his organs were instantly torn in half.

Blood and flesh were spilled along with the blade of the sickle. The commander grabbed the end of the sickle with his other hand and lifted it up violently. The horizontal sickle blocked the chainsaw sword chopped by the last Word Bearers traitor. The steel cuts collided violently on the long handle of the sickle, and dazzling sparks fell from the captain's face one by one.

Bright sparks poured on the face of Terasius's helmet. He looked at the Word Bearers traitor in front of him through the glass of the helmet. The latter had a pair of horns growing on his helmet. A twisted laugh burst out from the helmet, and his strength was also fully pressed on the chainsaw sword to try to press the commander to the ground.

But he did not succeed after all. A chainsaw sword pierced through his chest, and the roaring saw teeth cut his flesh, bones and steel armor. The traitor looked back blankly at the chainsaw sword on his chest.

Captain Mark held the chainsaw sword with one arm and pulled it out violently. He cut off the traitor's head with a backhanded sword. The traitor's huge body fell to the ground with a bang as his head and body were separated. Mark stood beside the headless corpse with the bloody chainsaw sword. He looked at the corpse and then raised his head to look at the commander of the war group, Terasius.

"Commander." Mark nodded and said, Terasius smiled and patted his shoulder, "Hello Mark, is your arm okay?"

"It's nothing serious, just let the pharmacist take care of it, but our situation is not as easy to deal with as mine." Mark raised his head and looked around the chaotic battlefield. The young warriors of the Emperor's Scythe were being suppressed. Although they had a fanatical fighting enthusiasm, they could not rely on enthusiasm to fight against those ten thousand years of rebellion veterans.

The warriors of the Emperor's Scythe fought and retreated, and the veterans from various sub-groups were also shrinking their defense lines, while those vicious traitors rushed up at a fast pace. The Night Lords, these terrible massacre ghosts attacked at a very fast speed. They besieged and killed the loyal warriors, shattered their armor, and cut off their limbs.

Mark looked at the sudden explosion above his head and squatted subconsciously. He looked at the traitors who pressed forward in front of him and raised his chainsaw sword, "I didn't expect that we would be finished again after just rebuilding the regiment, and this time it might be really over."

Although Mark said this, he didn't mean to be afraid at all. He held the chainsaw sword in one arm and fearlessly looked at the traitors who besieged him, looked at the waving power claws and chainsaw swords, and looked directly at the roaring grenade guns and said fearlessly. Similarly, Theresaus didn't have the slightest fear.

The young Chapter Master sighed with regret, then suddenly raised his hands to hold the sickle, "If this is the Emperor calling us, if we will die today, then let us go to the Golden Throne with pride, and let the final curtain of the Emperor's Scythe become the most magnificent epic!"

The Chapter Master was about to join his brothers and go to the last battle of the Chapter when he stopped. Therathius raised his head and looked at the blue Thunderhawk whizzing past with Mark. The fighter plane circled over the battlefield and then sprayed the violent airflow and landed behind him.

Therathius turned and looked at the open hatch of the Thunderhawk, and Mark subconsciously clenched the chain saw axe, but when they saw that a group of warriors with loyal descendants on their shoulders and chests rushed out, their nervous mood instantly relaxed, especially Therathius, who looked at the visitors who suddenly arrived with curiosity.

"Are you here to reinforce us? Brothers of the Imperial Fists, are you here to join us in the final battle?" Theseus said as he looked at the extremely tall Imperial Fist, who was so tall that he almost looked like he was wearing a Terminator and walking towards him.

The Imperial Fist raised his gun and shot a Chaos Warhound in the head. He walked towards Theseus, and several soldiers behind him began to disperse and fire at the surroundings to support their brothers fighting on the front line.

"No, chapter leader, we are here to deliver a warning. You must abandon this place and retreat to the fortress." Eisenstein said and walked up to the chapter leader, who looked at Eisenstein with confused eyes, " Why do you want us to abandon our position and stay in the fortress?”

"Our fortress monastery has not been fully restored. Brother, what do you call it?" Mark asked politely from the side. Eisenstein looked at him and nodded, "Eisenstein Potatov, the third company of the Imperial Fist." Commander, tell my brother, your void shield is still functioning normally, right?"

Mark looked at Eisenstein in confusion, but nodded, "Yes, but I don't understand what you mean, brother. The void shield cannot stop attacks from the ground. Our retreat into the fortress is just passive defense, and I thought The Sons of Dorn never retreat."

"You are wrong, Captain. The Sons of Dorne know when to attack and when to retreat, and now is the time to retreat. We don't have much time. You must heed our warning." Eisenstein said seriously. , seemed to completely ignore the surrounding battlefield, and devoted all his attention to this conversation.

Terrasius and Mark looked at each other, and then Terrasius looked at Eisenstein and frowned, "I don't want to offend you, Captain, but I need a reason to abandon the position, you"

"Chapter Commander, I am Bell Brutus, pharmacist of the Second Company of the Ultramarines. I think you should know me, right?" Bell strode forward and said, before he spoke, he killed accurately. A Word Bearer traitor.

Terrasius looked at Bell and nodded, "Of course, brother, Captain Calgar speaks very well of you and often mentions you, as well as Second Captain Sicarius, but"

Terrasius said with some embarrassment, Mark stepped forward and shrugged, "It's not a nice thing to say, but I think you can understand that Sicarius looks down on everyone except himself."

Bell nodded, but obviously didn't care about Sicarius's question at all. He put down his gun and looked at Terrasius seriously, "Then in the name of Guilliman, please come down and retreat immediately. Chapter Commander, we must Get out of here before the Supreme Marshal releases the psychic storm!"

"What? What? Supreme Marshal, brother, I can't understand what you said." Terrasius said in confusion, while Bell looked at the horizon in the distance and looked back at the Chapter Leader anxiously, "I don't have time to explain Chapter Leader. ! You must immediately issue an order to retreat and evacuate all brothers before the impact reaches the area!"

"What he means is that a super powerful bomb is going to explode soon! And it may blow us up together." Ragna explained plainly on the side. This time it was much more reliable than the gorgeous rhetoric. Terra Both Hughes and Mark looked at Ragnar.

"Bomb? You mean there is a bomb about to explode nearby?" Terrasius asked. Ragnar smiled and fired another shot from the bolt pistol in his hand, "Absolutely, he does look like a The bomb, at least right away, I don’t want to be out there when he’s turned on, in the name of my father.”

"I'm sure you don't like being blown to dust either, so let's sneak in quickly." Ragnar said and fired another shot, this time it seemed to hit, so he seemed to be in a good mood.

Terrasius and Mark looked at each other, and then looked at Eisenstein and Bell in front of them who also nodded in affirmation. The chapter leader hesitated in silence for a while and then nodded affirmatively. He raised his scythe and looked at the surrounding warriors.

"Retreat to the fortress gate! Replace the rear team with the front team and retreat alternately!" Terrasius's order was immediately implemented like lightning. All company commanders and platoon commanders began to execute the order. They organized the soldiers to start alternately covering the rear. Escape, retreat toward the steel gate of the fortress.

The Chapter Leader and Eisenstein also began to run quickly towards the fortress. Everyone rushed from the stairs to the gate. Everyone turned around and started shooting at the traitors below. The soldiers who had just retreated were also squatting. In front of the gate, fire was aimed downwards to suppress, covering the next batch of retreating battle brothers.

The bright fire of the bolter illuminated everyone's faces, and the dense fire completely illuminated the uppermost sections of the stairs pale. Terasius stood in the center of the stairs, standing at the front of the people and firing downwards, his sight Constantly switching between the traitors, sending explosive bombs into the traitor's head, Bell held the gun close behind him and fired accurately while giving his own advice.

"Order to reduce the coverage area of ​​the void shield to outside the fortress gate and only surround the minimum area of ​​the fortress itself. This can enhance the output intensity and turn the power to the maximum. Only in this way can we withstand the explosion." Bell said and kept pointing his fingers. He pulled the trigger, and explosive shells and artillery fire were fired one by one, killing the traitors.

Terrasius looked at Bell very confused, "What kind of bomb did you bring? It's so powerful."

"No, he's not a bomb, at least not in the strict sense, but we need to do what I say as Chapter Master immediately. I'll answer all your questions later, but not now." Bell said and emptied the magazine. He pulled out the empty magazine and threw it on the ground, reaching for the magazine on his waist.

But in the end, what he used was not the magazine on the armed belt on his waist, but a magazine handed to him by the Chapter Commander Terrasius. The Chapter Leader handed the pitch-black magazine to Bell, "Although I I still don’t know what you brought or what you are planning to do, but you are my blood brother and we are both sons of Guilliman, so I choose to believe you.”

Bell watched as the Chapter Master nodded gratefully and took the magazine and inserted it into the bolter. As the bolt was jerked and the bullet was pushed into the bolt, the Emperor's Wrath roared again.

"Everyone withdraws into the fortress! Technical sergeant, shrink the void shield range to the fortress itself, and turn the power to the maximum!" Terrasius ordered through the communication channel in the tactical helmet, and the technical military immediately responded to him, "As ordered. , Chapter Commander."

The flashing bolter fire outside the tactical helmet continued to shine on the face of the black helmet. The soldiers of the Emperor's Scythe and each sub-regiment finally completed their evacuation. They covered each other in batches and evacuated to the fortress gate. Mark The rear troops led by the company commander were the last to arrive.

Although he only had one arm left to move, Captain Mark still took the lead and led the last group of soldiers under his command to evacuate the battlefield. They retreated up the stairs while fighting, and as the imperial defenders gave up their positions, the traitors As soon as they swarmed up, they instantly flooded the surrounding sandbags and constructed an offensive and rushed towards the stairs.

The Night Lords Space Marines jumped onto the bombed bunker and raised their power claws. A large number of demons and Space Marines from various traitor legions rushed towards the entrance of the fortress. They opened fire with all their strength on the stairs and the warriors covering the top. The entire stairs were lit up and down instantly. It was like day, filled with the flash of gunfire.

Explosive bombs roared towards the demons rushing at the front. They were instantly mopped down piece by piece by the explosive bombs, but the traitor Space Marines behind them immediately opened fire in the same way at the retreating defenders on the stairs. Almost instantly, dense bombardment and artillery fire bombarded the stairs.

The last batch of evacuated soldiers were knocked down one by one, their power armor was penetrated, and their flesh and blood shattered and exploded under the bombardment. Captain Mark held the gun in one hand and swung upwards, "Withdraw to the fortress! Everyone! Withdraw to the fortress!"

Captain Mark raised his pistol and pointed it at the traitors and fired repeatedly. The soldiers around him supported the wounded and climbed the stairs to the top of the stairs. Terrasius immediately instructed them to withdraw into the fortress gate. The chapter leader watched the soldiers enter one by one. , it was not until everyone entered the fortress that they turned to look at Mark on the stairs.

Bolt shells bombarded around him. The company commander was lucky enough not to be hit because of the long distance, but his luck seemed to have come to an end. A bolt shell hit the company commander's thigh, and the leg armor instantly Being penetrated made Mark scream and kneel on the ground. The company commander cursed and continued to fire rapidly at the traitors ahead, but more explosive bombs began to bombard Mark around him.

"Cover him to retreat!" Terrasius gave a brief command and strode forward without hesitation. He ignored the bomb fire from a distance and rushed towards Mark. Behind him, Eisenstein held the explosive. The shotgun was pointed forward and the trigger was continuously pulled. Bell, Lancelot, Ragnar and others also gathered around him and fired.

Especially Bell, the Ultramarine once again showed off his superb marksmanship. He immediately lay on the ground and put the bolt butt on his shoulder. Bell took off his helmet and no longer used the auxiliary aiming function of the holographic helmet.

But this does not affect his marksmanship. Every time Bell pulls the trigger, every time a bomb is fired from the barrel, the heat wave blows on his face and blows his short golden hair, which means that a traitor has fallen. land.

Bell lay on the ground and calmly aimed and fired with the floating bangs. The surrounding bombs bombarding the stone pillars did not affect him at all. Bell aimed with an admirable calmness, firing and aiming, firing each shot like a sniper. Killing the traitors at the front with such precise shooting.

The traitors who were suppressed by precise firepower immediately began to look for bunkers. This short window allowed Terrasius to rush to Mark's side. He pulled Mark up from the ground and carried his arm and rushed upwards, but just before the two of them, When he rushed up the steps a few steps, a burst of rapid heavy explosive shells hit between the stone pillars.

The explosive shell fire instantly shattered the corners of several thick stone pillars. The heavy armor-piercing explosive shells penetrated the wall behind everyone. They were forced to stop shooting and look for new bunkers. The heavy armor-piercing shells hit the colonnade and the fortress gate. Large amounts of marble dust were raised in the space, and fragments were flying in the air like snowflakes.

Lancelot swooped and hid behind another stone pillar. He held the pistol and looked out. Terrasius and Mark also looked back toward the thing that fired, and they saw the thing.

A Leman Russ main battle tank with numerous skulls and giant bat wing symbols hanging on its head drove up. The huge steel beast fired the twin-mounted anti-aircraft anti-aircraft cannon on the roof towards the top of the stairs. The incoming dense bombs instantly suppressed everyone and made all bunkers meaningless.

"Everyone withdraw into the fortress! Get in immediately!" Loken shouted. The silent veteran stood up and pointed outside and fired briefly. He picked up Ragnar on one side and pushed him into the fortress gate. Loken held the gun and bombarded the front baffle of the self-propelled anti-aircraft gun with the same superb marksmanship.

The precise blasts of artillery fire struck the baffle and stunned the shooters behind them. They almost subconsciously began to look for protection and paused shooting. This brief pause created a rare opportunity to escape.

Everyone behind the stairs immediately stood up and evacuated into the fortress at full speed. Loken looked at Terrasius who was carrying Mark up and strode forward without thinking. He took Mark's other arm and carried him and Terra. Hughes rushed to the fortress gate side by side.

Bell looked at them at the fortress gate with a gun in his hand, watching the last three people who evacuated rush towards the fortress gate. But when Bell raised his head, he saw the self-propelled anti-aircraft gun that raised its muzzle again, and saw the twin Mounted salvo artillery.

"You three! Get down!" Bell shouted. When Loken turned around and looked behind him, it was already too late. The rapid fire from the twin anti-aircraft guns was coming at an angle, mixed with the explosions fired by the rebel infantry. There was a heavy rain of bullets, and almost instantly Terasius, Loken and Mark were about to be torn into pieces.

But just before the bomb barrage bombarded them, a psychic passport shrouded behind the three of them. They looked up at the bombs that had been bounced away, and Bell also looked at the man standing next to him. Lilith, this woman who was particularly inconspicuous among the demigod space warriors, had purple light in her eyes.

She raised her hands to support the shield and cursed silently at the three people below, "Are you planning to go sightseeing here? Get up here!"

Lilith had just finished scolding, and the three of them started walking up a few steps when they heard a loud noise behind them. Lilith also raised her head and looked at the dazzling golden light exploding in the distance. The white light emitted from the horizon instantly moved towards The surroundings swept across, golden lightning flashed in the dark clouds above their heads, and with the arrival of white light came the shattered earth and a spiritual tsunami that swallowed everything.

"What the hell! Come up here, he's zooming in!" Lilith shouted and lowered the shield, because it was no longer necessary. The traitors below were all attracted by the explosion and light and looked back, and then scattered in all directions. Everyone fled towards the outside. Everyone knew what the light was, and they knew it without going up to see it.

And you don’t want to go up and look at it. The light spreads very fast. The first wave of traitors, space warriors, demons and mortals who came into contact with the light were swallowed up and disappeared in an instant. Their bodies collapsed and shattered. Flesh degraded, bones shattered, and even the Space Marine's power armor shattered in the light, eventually disappearing like its wearer.

"Let's go!" Loken shouted, carrying Mark and striding up. The three of them rushed to the door, rushing up the stairs just before the devastating light and the psychic tsunami arrived, and took a quick step as the last few people. Break into the fortress gate.

As they entered the fortress, the gate quickly closed, and the void shield instantly enveloped the colonnade outside the gate. Almost at the same time as the shield was lowered, the psychic shock wave hit the shield, with a devastating impact that shook the world. It swept upwards across the entire Sosa Mountain and rushed in all directions along the surface of the void shield.

Terrasius stood behind the gate of the fortress monastery, where all the surviving warriors gathered. Everyone felt the shock of the earth shaking, feeling the violent tremor comparable to an earthquake of more than ten magnitudes. The entire fortress, No, the entire planet shook under its impact.

"Chapter Commander! The strength of the void shield cannot withstand this impact! The shield is about to break!" The technical soldier sent an alarm from the void shield generator located deep in the fortress mountain. He looked at what was in front of him in disbelief. Void Shield data, I can't believe my eyes at all.

"The shield has obviously been opened to the maximum, but why can't it resist the impact?! What is happening outside?!" the technical sergeant shouted, and Terrasius suddenly took off his helmet and pointed the microphone of the helmet at His mouth used his loudest voice to drown out the trembling sounds around him.

"Can the shield still be enhanced?" Terrasius asked. The sergeant was shocked and looked at the already full Void Shield power and hesitated for a moment, "It's okay, but it may overload the Chapter Leader, and the reactor will be overloaded. It will explode and the entire fortress will be reduced to rubble!"

Terrasius was silent for a moment. He looked at Bell on the side, who nodded affirmatively and gave his answer. Terrasius also nodded and pointed the helmet microphone again, "Continue to strengthen." "Chapter Commander. "Execute the order! Sergeant!"

The technical sergeant raised his head and looked at the rapidly rotating void shield generator in front of him. Countless electric lights and the reactor light as dazzling as the sun shone on his face. The technical sergeant stretched out his hand and began to operate on the data platform. Behind him, The auxiliary arm grabbed the reactor limit switch on the side.

"Omnissiah's blessing." The Techmarine yanked the switch, and now only the God of Planes and the Emperor knew whether they could survive the explosion Vito had created.