Chapter 40: War Dogs Say They Are Crazy when They See It (Please Read It Later)
"This is a big deal!"
A chill ran up his spine and Abaddon felt his hair stand up.
Oh——
It was standing up originally, so it's okay.
He looked for help at Seganus, who was leaning elegantly on the sofa not far away, and the latter shrugged his shoulders in response.
"My beloved captain, I think we will collect your body."
Togarton said with a smirk, "Of course, if your body can be preserved."
Asimonde, known as the little Horus, patted Abaddon on the shoulder, showing a helpless expression on his face, and then walked silently into the shadows in the distance.
Abaddon was surrounded by superhuman warriors from various legions.
It's hard to get off the tiger.
"This is a mistake. I think you will save my life from Lord Horus, right?"
Abaddon is bold.
After a little thought, he just made a mistake.
Anyway, it was not the first time that he had done something similar. When discussing tactics, Abaddon had thrown the cup in front of Horus more than once, and he was still alive and well. As for this time, although it was a bit excessive, it should be fine... right.
Abaddon scratched his head.
But his hand did not stop moving.
He entered a series of commands on the CNC panel of his arm armor.
Instead of shutting down the screen being played in the "Thinker", the content was directly projected into the strong photon projection system on the ceiling of the martial arts training ground.
Swish!
The spider-leg-shaped metal probe slowly fell from the gap in the ceiling.
Its end stretched outward, exposing the imager in the shape of a mechanical eye inside, and a bright beam of light appeared in the air. In the dream woven by the "Thinker", the battle between the two primarchs was in full swing, and the sound and picture came from the imager, which was just like being on the battlefield, making people excited.
In the picture.
Sanguinius was still leading his army forward.
The Dragonbone Corridor is only five kilometers away, but it seems as far as half a continent.
Every time they advance a hundred meters, veterans of the Moon Wolves will rush out of the dark room and attack from blind spots that are difficult to detect. The bullets of the bolter tear through the air, leaving traces of burning smoke in the image.
The bullets fired by the bolter are complex in structure and powerful.
Each bullet is equivalent to a small missile, with an independent propulsion device at the end, and the flight speed will become faster and faster after it is ejected. Some special armor-piercing bullets are also accompanied by depleted uranium elements, which are difficult to effectively block even with sophisticated ceramic steel armor.
With the help of prophecy and strong dynamic vision.
Sanguinius can dodge in advance before the bullet is fired. So far in the battle, she has no scars on her body. But the veterans of the 16th Legion who died under her sword are countless, and the blood of Astartes flows and drips along the blade.
Bang!
A flash of fire burst out from the smoke.
Sanguinius should have been able to dodge calmly, but behind her was a veteran of the Ghost Legion.
She hesitated, and then chose to use her wings to deflect the bullet.
The high-speed rotating armor-piercing bullet.
It ruthlessly tore the angel's ice-white wings, and as two feathers fell, scarlet blood flowed on the broad coverts.
She was injured.
Hiss——
Garnett paced back and forth in the martial arts field anxiously.
Bloody gasps spewed out.
A tall warrior with a scarlet war dog tattoo on his arm frowned, silently moved away, and chose to keep a distance from these lunatics.
"She shouldn't do this!" Garnet roared, with a beast-like red light in his eyes.
He looked like he wanted to rush to the battlefield and kill immediately.
"She should use our lives to tear open the enemy's defenses, instead of charging at the forefront of the battle!"
Garnet said, "It's not worth it, we don't deserve her to do this."
"Hey brother, this is just a simulation, don't take it too seriously." An Astartes warrior from the Star Hunters spoke from a distance.
He has yellow skin and black eyes, and his short hair stands up like steel needles.
Garnet looked at the warrior who spoke fiercely.
But he didn't choose to continue talking.
The brutal battle continued, Sanguinius charged ahead, and finally came to the hall at the end of the corridor.
However——
The structure here is different from that in reality.
The end of the corridor is no longer Horus's private lounge, but a heavy and wide adamantine door. The gorgeous relief on the door is covered with traces of blood and smoke.
Rumble!
Driven by the hinges, the door slowly opened to both sides.
Light poured out from it.
What you see is a red carpet that extends to the high platform at the end of the hall. On both sides of the carpet are broken long tables and chairs, and the surroundings and ceiling are all pieces of precious colored glaze. The style of the entire hall looks a bit like a solemn and magnificent church.
Horus, wearing the "Giant Serpent Scale" Terminator armor, stands on the high platform.
More than a hundred Gastlin Terminator Guards are lined up on both sides, and extend outward in a semi-arc.
"Finally meet, my blood relative."
Horus stretched out his arms, and his tall body was emitting a shining star-like brilliance.
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He had a smile on his face, as if he was sure of victory.
"The battle has just begun." Sanguinius had to remind her brother that she didn't care about the outcome of this battle. But she enjoyed the process of fighting. Horus was undoubtedly a powerful opponent. The last time she felt such great pressure was in--
Boom!
A scarlet thunder exploded in her mind.
The brass throne, the huge arena, the scarlet endless sea of blood... those filthy and blasphemous scenes appeared in her mind. There was also a roar, and the blood-red giant hand that covered the sky and the sun seemed to appear again and grabbed her.
"Hiss--"
Some darkness buried deep in the blood was awakened.
A large area of blood burst out from the whites of Sanguinius's eyes, dyeing her pupils into a terrifying black and red, and her sharp vampire-like teeth appeared at the corners of her mouth. The bloodthirsty desire rumbled with the beating of the heart, boiling and rolling endlessly.
Ta-ta-ta!
The warriors of both sides opened fire at the same time, and the dense rain of fire shattered the adamantine floor.
The exquisite glazed dome depicting Genesis exploded, and countless glass splashed out, like raindrops under the clear sky, beautiful and deadly.
Boom!
A Draco heavy plasma cannon fired fiercely.
The violently swirling blue-purple ionized cloud engulfed the last ghost warrior, leaving Sanguinius alone on the battlefield.
"You lose."
Horus laughed and said, "Give in, I don't want to hurt you, even in a harmless dream."
Swish!
Sanguinius threw the Karak smoke grenade hanging on his hip.
During the flight, the grenade had been accurately detonated by a Gastlin veteran, but the carbon molecular mist gushing out of it still covered the entire battlefield. The high-temperature steam formed by these gaseous carbon molecules can not only block the field of vision, but also interfere with the operation of the full battlefield perception system in the helmet, perfectly hiding the body in the darkness.