Chapter 143: War Begins (5) Breakthrough and Damage

"Retreat!"

The voice of a staff officer who had been squatting next to the Geiger counter broke the suffocating atmosphere in the hall.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, he once again confirmed the value in front of him, and then jumped up:

"The subspace wave began to recede!"

Of course, it was not only the subspace wave that receded like a tide, but also the overwhelming demons on the front line.

Just like it was not only the protagonist who did not appear in two chapters who was slacking off, but also the author who was unable to wake up.

When the extraordinary power on the other side of reality became rootless water, the demons from the other world in front of the position were like hippos that lost the water source. Although they still had huge and terrifying power, they had lost their greatest support in the interior.

The energy density on the planet was rapidly decreasing, and the psychic fluctuations visible to the naked eye from high in the sky dimmed in a breath.

The demons who had been accustomed to the existence of the subspace breach for more than a hundred years had not lost their combat power, but they had no intention of fighting again.

They abandoned the target in front of them and retreated in groups under the shock of military morale. The soldiers who survived on the battlefield were confused and didn't know whether to be thankful or disappointed.

They fell backwards in the trenches weakly, and after taking a deep breath, they stared at the sky blankly.

Some people chose to pursue, and it was not just the demons who were bloodthirsty.

Their comrades died in front of them, and the order to not retreat was behind them. In the context of the death of the entire army, there were many people who could not forgive themselves for being alone. At least more than 1,000 soldiers rushed towards the enemy in anger, and then disappeared in the rolling blood tide as expected.

I won't go into too much detail about these episodes in the middle, but in general, the demons' offensive wave did stop unexpectedly.

Is this an accident? Or is this the will of the God Emperor?

Or to put it another way, even if it is the will of the God Emperor, he should have a material carrier. And this time, the name of the carrier of the Emperor's will is Calvin.

That's right, Calvin, who arrived at the edge of the battlefield half an hour after the war started, felt that it was impossible to do anything after seeing the powerful demon army, and then naturally chose to steal the house.

Four Grey Knights in optical camouflage capes led the way again, but this time Calvin had no time to slowly move in, and chose to teleport collectively under the guidance of the four pioneers.

The huge seal was at the end of the cave, and the ancient inscriptions and reliefs were now replaced by the marks of blasphemy by the demons.

The columns on both sides of the stone archway more than ten meters high were all like this, and the vortex-like gate that was constantly swallowing and exhaling the energy of the warp was in the center of the archway.

The bodies of the fallen soldiers in front were being quietly transported here by the demons, and the priests of Tzeentch and the acolytes of Nurgle were wearing colorful or dirty dark green robes, holding sacrificial knives in their hands, dealing with these bodies.

The ceremony had obviously not started yet. The half-laid and unformed sacrificial ceremony looked weird, cruel and disgusting.

Calvin, who had just walked out of the dazzling silver light of the teleportation, saw such a blasphemous scene.

"For the emperor!"

"We are hammer!"

No more words were needed. The Grey Knights, led by Calvin, rushed towards the remaining demon army.

The portal blocked by the tide of demons was their goal.

Hundreds of demons walked out of the portal and made room for the next wave of teleportation.

The square in front of the portal was crowded and noisy.

Every time a strong person could not bear the pressure and swung his sword at his companions. Then, under the punishment of the remaining guards of the great demon, he used his head to restore order.

When the Grey Knights appeared, the road to the front line was cut off, so they naturally found an outlet to vent and swarmed towards the Grey Knights.

The demon army responsible for staying on the high ground on both sides also gathered around. In the wide cave, the Grey Knights surrounded by layers were as small as a drop in the ocean.

Boom!

A silver light appeared in the black wave. It was the flames burning on the hammer "Mission" in Calvin's hand. Under the flames, the embers of corpses began to pile up under his feet, the embers of demons.

The heavy hammer was swung lightly in his hand, and no one could stop its heavy weight; the psychic power and decomposition on the lightning claws shone with full force, making groups of demons fall into pieces under one grasp.

Tzeentch's demons threw flames at him from a distance, and the blue and pink fire of chaos extinguished on his holy power armor. Then, in his eyes that could judge souls, he wailed and burned on the spot, burning to ashes.

A five-meter-tall bronze knight lord tried to resist his attack, but he was hammered into powder with a blow, including the man and the cow.

For more demons, the cause of death could not be confirmed. They could only see that he swung the hammer and knocked away groups of demons with one blow, and then they were incinerated by the psychic power of order before they landed.

The light on the hammer "Mission" became more and more obvious. It was a sign of the accumulation of inertial potential energy during the swing of Mission. The greater the power, the brighter the spiritual energy.

After hundreds of demons were killed in the initial battle, the potential energy accumulated in "Mission" became more and more outrageous, and the air began to be engulfed by the power it carried.

The huge shock wave with spiritual energy began to radiate around with Calvin's dance, and each blow could poke a silver beam of light in the dark waves.

The Grey Knights of the Honor Guard also followed Calvin's footsteps. Under the sole responsibility of Calvin's soul, they squandered the power of psychic energy as never before.

"Law! Truth Shield!"

This was Tariq's voice. The law that originally required several seconds of preparation was formed in an instant at this moment, blocking the fatal blow from the blood sword for a Grey Knight with overloaded shields at the back of the team.

"Law! Champion's Glory!" This was Fel's voice. The enhanced law that originally required more than a dozen Grey Knights to prepare for a long time was formed in a breath and was added to a Grey Knight facing the Bronze Knight Lord.

More laws were used from "Punishment", which seemed to be the same as psychic lightning, but was a skill exclusive to the Grey Knights.

This skill called "Punishment" consumes more energy than ordinary psychic lightning, but the trace of the Emperor's will contained in it makes all carriers of Chaos power regard it as a natural enemy.

After Calvin appeared, the consumption of this law was greatly reduced. It was chosen by the champions of the Honor Guard as the first choice for a new tactical skill, because the summoning of the Emperor's will, which cost a lot of money, became the embodiment of Calvin's will...

There are many changes to the command like this, which will not be described one by one here.

In short, the price is much cheaper, and the effect is still outstanding. The Grey Knights all say it is good.

The huge sense of oppression and the will of the entire guard collided in Calvin's mind, and the sounds of war cries and commands rose and fell, but were firmly suppressed by Calvin.

Psychic energy was being consumed rapidly, and the temperature of Calvin's brain stem was always maintained at a dangerous standard. The squeaking current on the psychic ring beside his ear and the cooling device on the armor told him:

It is a heavy burden to connect the psychic energy of the entire team with one's own strength, and to bear the cost of their use of the commandments.

But it is worth it.

It is an unprecedented experience for Calvin to open fire on such a battlefield and let the paladins exert several times or even dozens of times the combat power of the past.

In just a few minutes on the battlefield, tens of thousands of demons were killed by the free psychic lightning, and the team's invincible progress after hundreds of meters of advance was the best reward for this price.

Most importantly, during this journey, only one or two Grey Knights were injured in the entire team, and no one was killed.

Psychic energy was replenished again, and the huge number of demons died, and Calvin's soul, which had not eaten meat for a long time, had a good meal.

The long-lost hunting instinct began to awaken, and he even laughed happily at the countless demons in front of him.

You know, the demons killed by him and the Grey Knights with his psychic energy are not qualified to return to the subspace.

At the moment they were killed in the real universe, the real names solidified in the depths of the subspace were also irreversibly erased by the power of time and destiny, and the surrounding beings knew nothing about it, as if they had never existed.

And the soul wealth and the power of destiny they carried throughout their lives will all belong to Calvin.

A vast amount of souls and emotions filled his soul, but the difference in essence meant that these souls could only play a billionth of the effect when they were transformed into higher dimensions after being absorbed.

More power of destiny quietly concentrated on the crown in his soul, making the fire of order on the cold and hideous thorns brighter.

Calvin's eyes became brighter after being replenished, and the platinum light was overflowing.

After a powerful sweep, he looked at the Chaos Portal that was already close at hand, shouted the Emperor's holy name loudly, and then released all the potential energy accumulated in the "mission" of the war hammer in his hand that he could hardly control.

"Boom!"

Centered on the war hammer that was on the ground in front of him, a huge shock wave containing his psychic energy spread out to the surroundings.

The psychic energy ripples in the air shattered those affected on the spot, and the ground folded like a stream of water, transmitting the power of destruction outward, and disintegrated the demonic books and lampposts used to isolate the exploration beside the arch.

"Now!" Calvin reminded the Soul Redeemer loudly to restore communication.

What responded to him was the interference that had been prepared above the orbit.

The power of the entire psychic choir, after being strengthened by the psychic amplification device that was unique to the Grey Knight Strike Cruiser and spread throughout the entire ship, penetrated the long distance and hit the gap in the subspace.

After penetrating the barrier of the top layers of rocks, the milky white light column with a thickness of more than ten meters inserted into the purple-black Chaos Gate.

The violent energy fluctuations took shape in an instant, and the bright light lit up from the center of the vortex.

Boom!

After a moment of dazzling and dusty, the location where the Chaos Gate was originally located was empty, leaving only the gray-white rocks and the remains of the unclear blasphemous marks burned on them.

The entire cave suddenly became quiet, and the power of the subspace began to dissipate.

After losing the blessing of the subspace, these demons, whose muscles were originally swollen and their eyes were red, began to hunch over and their plump muscles began to shrivel.

The sharp swords in their hands showed signs of rust. Even the weakest ones could hardly maintain their existence. They were expelled from the real universe with screams and rolled back to the subspace where they grew up.

But no one (the devil) cared. They still stared at Calvin's figure in a daze.

It seemed that they still couldn't believe that these mortals, less than 20 people in front of them, could actually cut off their way back in front of them.

"How dare you, you rat!"

This is what Taros saw when he entered the cave after being driven from the front line to the rear by the Demon Lord. He shouted with his eyes wide open.

When it comes to talking nonsense, Calvin is not at a disadvantage, especially after doing administrative work for thirty years, he is particularly good at teasing other people's minds with the shortest words.

"In the name of the Holy Human Emperor, within the territory of the Human Empire, of course I dare! And you! A traitor captured by desire, you should stick out your dirty head as soon as possible so that I can purify it for your ancestors!"

"I hope your weapon is as sharp as your mouth! Slave of the false emperor!"

The angry Taros led his Chaos Space Marines to rush towards Calvin and his Grey Knights.

The surrounding demons were eager to try, but all the demons who wanted to participate were killed by Taros:

"Get out! Bastard! He is mine!"

Calvin was just planning to leave here so that he could get closer to the mortal line. He was very happy about Taros's expulsion of the demons.

He led the team to meet Taros, and the two teams began to charge at a distance of hundreds of meters. A battle between 20 Chaos veterans and 16 Grey Knights champion swordsmen was about to break out.

The battle began at the extreme distance of 300 meters. Both sides, who were well aware of the performance of guns, opened fire at this distance in a tacit understanding.

Both sides used their own long-range weapons to attack each other. The Chaos Space Marines might not be as strong as the champion swordsmen, but the experience accumulated by these veterans of the Legion era for thousands of years should not be underestimated. They were bridging the gap between them in this way.

The polluted and twisted heavy bolters were engraved with blasphemous runes, and the bullets with vicious curses were shot at the helmets of the Grey Knights under their conscious and precise shooting.

The disadvantage of the Holy Shield Terminator without a folding field shield was deliberately magnified. The psychic shield was rapidly heating up and overloaded. While the Grey Knights were using the double-mounted storm bolters to fight back, they also consciously changed the forward position to share the firepower.

150 meters, that is, less than 4 seconds after the charge began. The second tactical attempt of both sides was carried out:

Hand grenades and psychic grenades flew in the air, just in time for the gap between the two sides' firepower, and a wave of "goodwill and friendly" exchanges took place between the two camps.

However, they failed to reach their destination, and these "small tricks" targeting details were ignited in the air by the firepower left by both sides.

"Something!"

"Difficult!"

These were the thoughts of the commanders of both sides after this tentative attack.

80 meters is the killing range of psychic and flamethrower. Lightning and flames across the formations complement each other.

But these are just appearances. The terminators of both sides who hide behind the formations and secretly insert psychic transmission antennas are the killer moves.

The three terminators who appeared behind each other were instantly focused. This time, the Grey Knights finally suffered casualties.

As the chainsaw swords and halberds slashed at each other, the three Iron Knight Terminators were surrounded by five premeditated Grey Knights and killed on the spot.

The three Grey Knights who were teleported over were also strangled by more Chaos Space Marines after causing the same number of casualties.

Calvin continued to run with an expressionless face. He knew clearly in his heart: the Grey Knights won this round of fighting, but also lost.

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