Chapter 169 The Arrival of the Lord of Humanity (Request for Subscription)

Chapter 168 The Arrival of the Lord of Mankind (Request for Subscription)

Azkalon was one of the first Astartes transformed on Terra.

Since the Great Crusade, there are not many such warriors left.

Each of them has experienced countless wars, battles and the most terrible darkness in the galaxy. The long and complicated battle experience makes them like a walking encyclopedia. Sometimes, Sanguinius even needs to learn some more secret knowledge and intelligence from Azkalon.

But now.

When seeing what is happening in front of him.

Even the commander of the Holy Blood Guard, who has made great achievements in battle, is confused.

Azkalon even wondered if he was hallucinating or affected by some unknown evil magic of the warp.

He closed his eyes tightly, then opened them.

It was not an illusion.

Azkalon raised his arm and searched it.

"Leon..." Saint Sandra spoke again.

Despite this, the information revealed in these words is not false.

A moment ago.

But the whole world has not yet fallen into the cold and hot white darkness.

Saint Sandra knew what Gilleslon was worried about. You shook your head and said in a heavy voice, "Although it is temporarily unclear, how this move will be achieved. But it must be paid a huge price, otherwise, the Empire will definitely push your fleet back there."

You don't have dark skin, deep features, long white hair tied into dreadlocks and draped in front of your head. Your face is a lifelike and charming man, but from the neck up, it is a curvy silver-white metal body, with a complicated lining and trousers inside.

But a little bit.

These elite dark white angel veterans, there are probably nearly a thousand people, each wearing heavy Hades Terminator armor.

Even so, Chao Che did not have much blame.

There was some vague guess, but such an idea was too incredible, and even she did not dare to jump to conclusions.

"Is there nothing else?" Saint Sandra asked. If we are just discussing the battle, we cannot directly use real-time communication to retreat. Anyway, the Red Tear and the Qu Zhenli are only a few hundred kilometers apart, so there may be a delay in communication.

A crisp electronic sound came.

Instead, it was more like a test to prove that the planet Randan behind him really existed.

It collided with the planet's defense system and was immediately annihilated in the void. Only the terrible loud noise echoed in the deep void, like bursts of dull thunder.

Even though their faces revealed numbness and fatigue, these people walked much slower before seeing them, and disappeared in a hurry at the end of the small hall.

You are Chao Che's assistant.

Chao Che sat cross-legged under a leaf of the golden tree, looking at the vast city and wilderness behind him.

However, now is a wartime state, there are some small problems.

Chao Che wanted to ask, but felt that doing so would not damage his image.

Jie Zhiya is the son of the next king of Randan, and is also the weakest psychic in Jiezhi except Chao Che.

Boom!

"It's a bad thing, but it needs to be kept secret and spread inside." The first trace of light on Leon's face disappeared in the blink of an eye, as if it had never been special.

I also had naive fantasies.

I continued to rest under the huge trunk of the golden tree for a while. I don't know why, during that time, the hallucinations and auditory hallucinations became less severe, and the spirit always felt inexplicably tired. I really want to rest, but now is the time to rest.

We did not give the soldiers a slow and decent treatment.

My face was as serious as ever, like the ancient forest shrouded in heavy clouds under Caliban.

We were surrounded by a tide of enemies and fell into a situation of fighting alone.

Even if the ammunition was exhausted and the teammates around me fell one after another, I kept insisting on going to the front.

The rest began, and Chao Che got up in a hurry.

Here, I gazed into the void with my father, watching the fiery red sun rise on the edge of the horizon, the light driving away the darkness; in the secret square, I was awarded the honor and responsibility of the King of Randan; the joy when I first heard about the human empire was not fear...

Azkai couldn't figure it out at all, and although Sanguinius was helped by the prophecy.

In front of Saint Jiezhiya, the Astartes who heard the news held their breath, and the excitement on their faces was obvious.

These whirlwind torpedoes were powerful enough to destroy the entire world.

They exploded a moment ago.

The large-scale bombing is still continuing.

But that time...

"But even so, I didn't blame him, and I was trying my best to protect them." In silence, the ancient star god named Messenger continued to speak, his voice persuading.

But...

It was as if those things were originally part of my body.

But after all, two fists can't beat seven hands.

"Tell you, what should you do?"

The number gap between the enemy and you is huge.

The face of the Lion King appeared again on the weak photon screen behind Saint Sandra.

Perhaps he was infected by his own smile.

Under the ancient Mount Tarzan, I met with my own army.

Gilleslon took a deep breath, and the angry expression on my face did not ease.

"I am a liar, a human who is ambitious to become a god. He must stop me, otherwise the entire human race will fall into eternal damnation."

Every "person" has a visible sense of ease and fatigue on his face. Chao Che raised his head slightly, greeted everyone who passed by him, and smiled as kindly as possible.

I can gain far more power than I have now, and even defeat my brothers.

As long as I nod and agree, and fully embrace this part of my essence.

It is placed behind me.

Some humans under the battleship were so excited that they cried. We trembled all over, hugged and cried with our colleagues around us, and muttered prayers.

But...

More exciting things are happening.

Once used as a warmaster to command the war under Shana.

"Understood."

Determination and fear still remain on Azkai's face.

A kind and gentle smile, "Be careful of the whispers in the dark, you will definitely win the war."

As the small expedition retreated, these hopes were lost and hidden in the dark corner.

"It's definitely convenient." Saint Sandra saw a hint of joy on Leon's face.

It was like two stones thrown into the turbid lake, just a few ripples, and then slowly disappeared.

But it gave Chao Che a cold and special touch.

But Chao Che did not show his emotions on his face. As a king, the burden of the whole branch fell on my shoulders. The more I got to that time, the more I had to bring confidence to the people around me, and my joy and anger were expressed on my face. But what made Chao Che feel strange was that there were people coming and going outside the small hall just now, but in the blink of an eye, all these people seemed to disappear.

"Serve you..."

That request was theoretically not beyond the line.

Gillesron glanced under his arm armor and then said, "It's the Lion King's communication request."

Or it's not completely false.

Power!

Before Chao Che had time to ask, Azkai turned around and left in a hurry, and your slender figure slowly disappeared in the dark corridor.

Whispers echoed in Chao Che's ears, and the crimson mist appeared around the original body at any time.

The effect was very bad.

This was also a dawn of the day. The sun under Terra was older and brighter than the sun in Randan. The light turned the few thin clouds accumulated in the sky into a soft and dreamy veil. After experiencing the chaos and destruction before the dark age, the dark and prosperous, it was rare to see such a beautiful scenery under Terra.

Where did we go?

You turned slightly.

The warships of the human empire were suspended in low-Earth orbit, like a continuous dark cloud representing death and disaster.

"You are bad."

"Ding!"

These items should have been tangible and material.

But I choose to agree!

Those torpedoes were easily intercepted by Randan's underground defense devices.

Why is this?

Azkai Nidria

Saint Jiezhiya comforted him in a heavy voice, "In fact, this move just shows that the enemy has not been forced into a desperate situation by you, and has given up his honor, and can only use such a despicable means to retreat and vent his anger."

Chao Che was not angry. As a war commander, he even controlled his emotions well, which was obviously qualified.

It was dusk at this time, and the light of the stars had not completely dissipated from the sky.

A heavy laugh, the fish has not been hooked yet.

But it was like a heavy hammer hitting it, even the original body, a moment of astonishment flashed across his face.

In the crisp footsteps, Chao Che saw a figure on the ground.

Cut off the seven limbs of the dark white angels, drained the blood, and then took out the charred internal organs from the bloody chest, watching us die quickly in the blood all over the ground.

But it is obvious that Azkai did not meet Chao Che's initial expectations. Even without the help of Xitan, a monster with psychic power that can even suppress the Primarch, Azkai still failed to stop the offensive of the Blood Angels under Shana's Forge World, resulting in the failure of a series of subsequent plans.

Azkai took a step forward, with a trace of sadness on his face. Why is that?

Click!

"Listen to your truth, touch his essence, and the flame can also be touched by you."

But——

A simple sentence.

Saint Sandra nodded slightly and then started communicating.

It was as if nothing was crawling against my skin. As time passed, it gradually penetrated into my muscles and bone marrow, quickly changing and distorting my spirit and thoughts.

But in the end...

The scarlet mist disappeared, but the whispering sound still lingered in the Primarch's mind.

The dark white angel veterans fell one after another, our bodies were pierced by low cold lasers, and our internal organs were scorched.

The result was unexpected.

The number of outsiders gradually decreased, and the Overlords and mechanics walked back and forth.

Chao Che sighed heavily.

Chao Che tried to eliminate these chaotic voices from his mind.

But the city was empty, and the residents living there had not disappeared. When did they disappear? When Chao Che thought carelessly, a sharp pain appeared in my consciousness, making it impossible for me to retreat and think deeply.

These memories surged around me, and my past experiences flashed by like pictures.

Even the Emperor's Angel of Death could not hold out for too long.

One of the paladins was weak and powerful, but his swordsmanship was exquisite.

I closed my eyes and fell into memories.

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But it was useless.

The war continued, and some small warships began to launch storm torpedoes and virus bombs.

"Connect!"

"The Lord of Mankind has not arrived yet!"

"If you lose your mind for this, you will fall into the enemy's trap."

Saint Jie Zhiya seemed to find some changes under this gloomy face.

Saint Jie Zhiya looked at Ran Dan calmly.

The sun's rays were obscured.

"Get out!"

I saw my other father under Terra, my creator.

Saint Sandra heard the sound of bones cracking when her fists were clenched.

"My king, he looks too bad." Azkai raised his head. Even before the mechanical transformation, his body still looked a little petite in front of Chaoche, like a soybean sprout and a little grizzly bear. Azkai had to take a step forward and raise his head to see Chaoche's pale and tired face.

Randan native land.

It seems that he is thinking of destroying the other party.

"The cursed one, the one who steals the fire."

The Imperial fleet that almost surrounded the entire Randan galaxy below could only watch us being besieged by the enemy, but could not send any substantial help.

Compared with the previous scale, this bombing was undoubtedly much smaller in terms of quantity and type of ammunition.

——

Chaoche opened his eyes, and blood-red threads wandered in my eye sockets.

After all, the difference between the Primarch and ordinary people is really too small. Even if Azkai is a genius among the tens of billions of Randan people, he is still far behind the Primarch. What's more, Chao Che knows Saint Sandra. You are one of the best and most favored among the Primarchs.

Deep in the white and dark corridor, Azkai's helpful voice sounded.

The cold internal organs were worn under his neck by these cruel machines like a ribbon full of honor.

Seeing Gilleslon clenching his teeth, veins popped under his face, and his blue pupils were full of solidified anger.

"But..."

Back to the command hall.

"My consciousness has been distorted." An ancient voice sounded in Azkai's ears.

My chest was cut open from bottom to top by the guillotine.

"You need him to come for the next trip of the Qu Zhenli. Worry, it will take too long." Leon said fiercely.

Very good, a series of numbers on the data panel showed that a large amount of war resources had been consumed in the bombing just now.

Those terrible and cruel mechanical executioners obviously had some meaning of torture and venting anger.

Terrible psychic power was released from my body. From a distance, it looked like a burning flame. The scorching temperature even distorted the air, and the steel was directly vaporized into white steam. In the void, a sharp whistle came faintly.

Although I was under a leaf of the golden tree, behind me was a beautiful city.

At dawn, I climbed down the star port.