Chapter 87 Your Name, the Living Forest (Please Subscribe)

Chapter 86 Your Name, the Living Forest (Please Subscribe)

"We have to hurry, little girl!"

Kano said, his left hand around Sosa's strong waist and his right hand around the shoulders of another Catachan warrior. He was tall even among the Astartes, so it was easy for him to carry two pendants while escaping.

Accelerate the run-up and find the right opportunity.

Kano jumped up, and he could feel Sosa holding his arm tightly during the fall, but he didn't make any sound. They are warriors living in the primitive jungle of Catachan. In this dangerous forest, any unnecessary sound will bring danger.

Swish!

The turbine device behind Kano ignited, spraying light blue sparks.

The propulsion brought by the jump backpack offset the inertia brought by the fall. He deliberately raised his head to look at the surrounding environment, and did not find those suspicious vines in this forest. The next process was smooth, and Kano landed steadily on the ground.

Crash!

Amid the rustling of leaves, angels in scarlet power armor descended from the sky.

Each warrior held one or two Catachan strongmen. Although this incident happened suddenly, the forced landing was smooth thanks to the jump packs that were commonly equipped. No additional casualties were caused.

The last to fall was the angel.

The wings behind the archangel spread out, and she landed gracefully in a gliding posture.

She was holding Amit in Terminator armor in her arms. The jump pack could not be equipped on the heavy Terminator armor. Therefore, Amit could only seek help from the angel, but fortunately the angel's wings were strong enough.

"But I have to say, this thing is really heavy."

The archangel smiled, moved his shoulders, and then touched Amit's head affectionately.

Unfortunately,

Amit was wearing a helmet.

Kano couldn't see the slightly embarrassed face of the bloodthirsty warrior.

"Count the number of people." The angel ordered.

"All the Blood Angels are here." Azkelon answered first. Then came Aldaron's voice, "All Catachan warriors are here!"

After a short silence, the third voice came: "Pilots, report!"

Kano looked in the direction of the voice.

Seeing a middle-aged warrior in his thirties, he looked a little small among a group of giants.

He had dark skin, an awkward smile on his face, two small mustaches on the corners of his mouth, and a laser gun commonly used by the Imperial Army in his hand: "I thought I was dead, but Lord Azkelon pulled me out of the cockpit before the Stormbird crashed."

"Azkelon, you did a good job."

The angel cast an approving look at Azkelon, and then said to the mortal pilot, "Theresa, I'm glad you survived this crisis. You are also part of us, and we need your strength!"

"Angel, my angel..."

Theresa's dark cheeks were stained with a layer of blush, and he held the laser gun, looking at a loss and flattered.

After trying several times, he finally organized his words, "You know my name, this is incredible! You are the daughter of the Emperor, the Primarch of the Legion, and I am just an ordinary mortal."

"When I returned to the Legion, I already knew the name of everyone in the Ninth Legion. Whether they are Astartes, ordinary workers, or soldiers, you are fighting to realize the great dream of the Emperor, and each of you deserves to be remembered."

The angel stood there, looking at the pilot in front of him, smiling and continued,

"But now is not the time to talk about these things, time waits for no one, we have more important things to do. This forest has been corrupted, it is attacking us, and the situation has become very bad."

Bang bang bang!

The archangel didn't even have time to finish his words.

Azkelon had already fired into the depths of the jungle, and a monster covered with spikes all over its body, like a wild boar, fell to the ground. The grenade almost blew it in two, but what flowed out of the broken body was not blood, but yellow-green pus.

"A plague pig, the spikes on his body carry an incurable neurotoxin."

Aldaron narrowed his eyes and said, "We sometimes use these spikes to make arrows for hunting, but I swear they have never smelled so strong, and this guy's vitality is a little wrong."

The black plague pig had been blown into two pieces.

A large piece of internal organs flowed all over the ground, but even so, it was still alive.

The beast's turbid eyes emitted a strange light, and it dragged its broken body with two stubby hooves. It crawled forward with a groaning sound, and its pale spine dragged behind it, leaving a yellow-green stain on the ground.

Bang!

Azkelon fired again.

But this time he no longer used ordinary explosives, but more powerful antimatter blood shotgun bullets.

This special bullet can release hundreds of charged magnetic monofilaments at the moment of explosion, crushing all matter within the range. The body of the plague pig swelled up like an inflatable, exploded, and then disappeared into thin air, but the smell of decay became even stronger.

"Hehehe!"

A burst of laughter came from deep in the forest, as if there were children playing here.

Kano turned around sharply, but he didn't see any traces of animal activity. He just saw a withered jungle swaying back and forth in the dull hot wind.

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"This forest has come alive..." Aldalon said in a low voice.

The forests of Catachan are not quiet; they are often filled with noisy sounds.

The frenzied wails of Phantomraptors during mating season, the mind-numbing rustling of Catachan demons crawling through the forest, the squelching sounds of apex predators tearing open fresh flesh, and the screams of hundreds of people The screams made when facing death for various reasons.

But such weird laughter should not exist in the forest of death.

Even,

Colonel Aldalon thought this was an insult and disrespect for life. He clenched his fists unconsciously, and a fine sizzling sound of electric current came from the unstable decomposition force field.

"This forest is preventing us from moving forward, and the more it does that, the more proof we're doing the right thing."

The angel spoke.

She held her two weapons in her hands.

The left hand is the Red-Dyeing Blade forged by the Emperor himself, and the right hand is the Fire Dragon Lord's masterpiece, the Spear of Completion - this spear can draw power from the surrounding environment and transform it into a torrent of arcane magic to destroy the enemy. It is extremely powerful. Strong enough to even penetrate a Titan's defense.

"Azkelon, Amit."

The angel has entered combat mode. She asked her two beloved sons, "You are responsible for ensuring the safety of the team. I will open the way, and you need to guard the back of the team."

"As you wish, mother." Azkelon bowed slightly.

Amit nodded silently.

The procession began to move towards the residence of the elders, with Angel walking at the front of the procession, and beside her was Aldalon, who was responsible for guiding the direction. The remaining Astartes warriors were divided into two parts. One part followed closely behind the angel and was responsible for ensuring the angel's safety.

The other group, including Kano, was at the back of the team.

Protect the remaining Catachan warriors and pilots in a relatively safe central location.

Kano walked toward the back of the team, only a few steps away from the soldiers in front. But even so, the dense woods made it almost impossible for him to see the person in front of him. He looked up. The canopy of trees completely blocked the sky, and the diffused light revealed a yellow-green hue.

Sometimes you can't even see the ground beneath your feet.

More often, he walked through ferns and monstrous groundcovers with leaves nearly as tall as he was. The area below the chest was completely invisible, which reminded him of the red mist on Bawei. It's a living dust storm, scrambling to climb up and grow huge, flat leaves.

"ah!!!"

The silent march was broken by a terrified scream.

The screaming stopped suddenly, and Kano looked up and saw a huge pterosaur with a body length of at least ten meters hanging its long head from the tree crown. This monster has a huge mouthpart like a snake, enough to swallow an adult in one bite.

The beast chose the easiest target in the team, the unlucky pilot.

The pilot's mouth, which opened wide in fear, was tightly covered by Sousa's palms wearing black leather gloves.

She pulled out the tactical dagger tied to her waist and threw it towards the open mouth of the Phantom Raptor. The daggers in the hands of Catachan warriors were polished by them themselves. Although it is just a pure handicraft, it is extremely sharp and can easily leave a huge scratch on the tongue of the Phantom Raptor.

A waterfall of blood spurted out from the mouth of the Phantom Raptor.

The monster's innate cunning was forgotten, and it completely fell into hysterical rage.

It roared, flapped its wings, and rushed towards Sousa, but it was already sieved by the intensive firepower in mid-air, and the body riddled with holes fell to the ground with a thud.

Swish, swish, swish!

The remaining silence was shattered by the sound of bolter fire.

From all directions, densely packed, all kinds of corrupt creatures are like green tides, pouring in from every road visible to the naked eye. A wasp the size of a human head, mosquitoes and flies that buzzed like dark clouds, and a Phantom Raptor with its wings spread out to cover the sky.

They were like a crazy and fearless army, charging towards the soldiers.

Bang!

Kano fired violently.

In a daze, he seemed to have returned to the orcs' battle moon again.

Endless orcs came from every possible corner like a tide, almost the same as the scenery in front of them.

No!

Even the current environment is even more dangerous.

Attacks don't just come from weird and numerous animals. Attacks also came from the surrounding trees, those that were either withered or flourishing. Thick trunks with lush branches came out of the air and were thrown viciously at the Astartes warriors.

There is no way to avoid it and no way to resist it.

Any ancient tree in this forest is over a hundred meters tall.

Even the superhuman warriors created by the Emperor looked small in front of nature, being catapulted dozens of meters into the air like toys. Kano was about to step forward, wanting to help. But the ground began to shake rapidly, and among the withered yellow leaves, vines like giant pythons rolled up.

Kano took out his power sword and cut off seven or eight vines.

But a vine still appeared in the blind spot of vision, wrapped around his armor, and suddenly pulled him into the air.

The dark yellow morning glory bloomed on the vine, and a foul-smelling and corrosive gas spewed out from it. The ceramic steel armor sizzled, and even the legion's logo on it was corroded.

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Crunch!

The huge tentacles suddenly exerted force.

Kano felt that he could not breathe, and he even heard the sound of the power armor shell breaking.

"It's going to happen!"

His psychic energy sizzled.

From the corner of his eyes, he saw that the originally stable formation was being broken up by groups of monsters. The Astartes warriors fought alone, and the Catachan elites roared and charged fearlessly. But it was useless. The number of enemies was too large, and they were surrounded.

A warrior with a red ribbon tied on his head was unable to dodge, and was pierced through the body by the claws of the Phantom Raptor and caught in the air.

Another Phantom Raptor of the same size flew over.

Swish!

The Catachan warrior's body was split in half by the monster, and blood mixed with bone fragments fell from the sky.

The Phantom Raptor was not satisfied. It noticed it, and its orange-yellow vertical pupils looked greedily at Kano, and flew in his direction.

"Damn it!"

Kano's body emitted a sizzling psychic lightning.

Two or three vines were burned, but more vines wrapped around Kano, surrounding him like a dumpling.

Swish!

In despair.

The angel's wings slowly spread in front of him.

Just like what had happened countless times on Baal, the angel's long sword swept across, and the black fire covering the blade burned fiercely. Those psychic flames spread rapidly, and large areas of monsters were burned to ashes.

Two or three Phantom Raptors roared and attacked the angel.

But the angel was the real master of the sky. She dodged easily and waved the sword in her hand indifferently. Accurate and deadly blood exploded on the necks of these beasts, and the huge corpses of the monsters fell from the sky. When they collided with the ground, the whole forest shook slightly.

"Hehehe!"

Another strange laugh came from the depths of the forest.

But this time, his goal seemed to have been achieved. There were corpses everywhere on the ground. Those corpses began to rot in a few breaths, and a foul smell spread.

"How far are we from our destination?"

The archangel's face was gloomy. She withdrew her eyes from the battlefield and then fell on Aldaron.

"Less than one kilometer, sir." Aldaron took a deep breath and said respectfully: "I have been here many times, I can't be wrong."

——

The elders mentioned by Aldaron live in a valley.

The traces of the forest disappeared here, just like seeing land in a green tide. Kano, who was born in the arid desert, never thought that one day in the future, he would be afraid of the forest.

Every power in nature is worthy of awe.

Kano thought.

It was afternoon, and the light of the stars was bright but not hot. The valley in front of him was shrouded in sunlight. Outside were simple fortifications built of wood, and inside the valley was the area where the elders lived.

"If you use a more official name, you can also call them Catachan apes."

Aldaron said, "They don't care about these names. In fact, they don't communicate much with our tribe. They are quite mysterious and just focus on their ancient mission passed down from generation to generation. To this day, we can't even figure out whether these elders are descendants of those colonists ten thousand years ago, or natives who evolved directly from Catachan's local species."

"But it is worth affirming that in the recorded texts, they have saved the people of the tribe from disasters more than once, so we respect them."

Aldaron shared the knowledge he learned with the archangel.

The soles of his feet stepped on the solid ground, and the strong warrior who had experienced hundreds of battles breathed a sigh of relief.

He took a step forward and passed the angel beside him.

He came to the wooden door outside the valley and shouted, "Akana, the people of Catachan come to seek your help!"

Aldaron did not use Gothic.

It was a local indigenous language of Catachan, with ups and downs and strong penetration. It echoed repeatedly in the empty valley.

"No need to wait any longer."

The angel bathed in the golden sunlight and suddenly said, "I saw that there are corpses everywhere in this valley. Dark Eldar, human, and some can't tell the type."

She winked.

Amit received the order and stepped forward immediately.

He directly knocked open the door in front of him with the armor on his shoulders. The smell of rotting corpses condensed into a thick yellow-green fog in the air, leaving a shadow in the bright golden sunlight.

"Ugh!"

Even with the breathing grille filtering the air.

Kano still felt that he couldn't bear it and he started to vomit because of the nausea.

He remembered that when he just climbed up from the cesspool, those Astartes warriors also had ugly faces. At that time, he thought that these guys were deliberately picking on him, but now it seems that he misunderstood at that time.

This stuff really smells bad——

Kano looked at the Catachan warriors not far away with some sympathy. They didn't have a decent respiratory filtration system.

The angel gently shook her wings, and a stream of air was caught by her, blowing fiercely towards the valley in front of her.

The corrupt gas spread to the left and right, and standing behind the angel felt a little better.

Kano coughed.

He looked into the valley, just as the angel said.

There were many bodies of warriors lying on the flat land. Because of the influence of some supernatural power, it was impossible to tell how long they had been dead. But they had already shown symptoms of giantism, with eyes and tongues bulging high and squeezed out of the body, looking particularly terrifying.

"The strength of this group of apes is quite good."

Azkelon covered his nose and entered the valley for a careful inspection. He was not only an outstanding warrior, but as the former commander of the Ninth Legion, Azkelon was also an experienced and thoughtful commander, almost on par with Radoron.

"Most of those corpses belong to the Dark Eldar, and only a small part belongs to the apemen."

Azkelon thought for a while and concluded, "Like the outpost fortress we just visited, this place was attacked by the Dark Eldar slave-hunting team not long ago, but they are very strong. They defeated the enemy with fewer troops and successfully repelled the aliens.

But the war did not end there-

For some reason, those warriors abandoned their homes. Before leaving, they even locked the gate of the valley."

"I think the reason is behind you, my dear commander." The angel suddenly spoke.

Azkelon turned around in astonishment, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he said in an incredible tone, "How is this possible!?"