Chapter 226 The Heavy Hammer and the Sharp Blade, the Ending in Two Directions.

The thunderous wrath representing the judgment of the Empire unfolded at both ends of the Chaos Fleet at the same time, and descended unstoppably on the remnants of these traitors.

At this time, Calvin was wearing the modified "Original Heart" power armor, holding the huge war hammer Mission in one hand.

Including the special iron halo behind him that stood tall like a silver sun, he was nearly four meters tall at this time.

A group of members of the Honor Guard and the Sons of Calvin surrounded him, standing in a staircase order on the nine transmission matrices in the transmission hall of the Soul Redeemer.

The psychic choir on the bridge was ready, and the psychic matrix of the Soul Redeemer had been charged to its peak.

When the final confirmation message from Captain Tiberus arrived, Calvin opened his eyes and raised "Mission" with one hand.

The dazzling aura dissipated around, and his low voice instantly resounded in the ears of all the Grey Knights in the psychic link:

"Let's go!"

Boom!

A huge lightning tore through the barrier between the bridge of the Soul Redeemer and the Tyrant, connecting the two physically isolated spaces into one in the warp.

The filthy machine soul of the Tyrant, which was obtained from the demon forge world, howled sharply, causing the eardrums of the crew members in it to rupture.

It shook its huge body with all its strength, trying to get rid of the passage in the warp.

But under the lock of the powerful psychic matrix of the Soul Redeemer and Calvin's restrained psychic power, this fragile resistance seemed futile and useless.

Hydra was still the most experienced in combat. He didn't even need to communicate with the machine soul, and he instinctively smelled the smell of death from the struggle of the warship.

"Prepare for the anti-jump gang battle!" He shouted loudly regardless of his manners, hoping that the guards in various places on the ship could be prepared.

But his idea fell through again. Calvin's goal for this trip was nothing else but his own head.

A huge platinum-colored lightning pierced through the space of the Tyrant's dome hall, and Calvin's iconic tall figure was leading the crowd out of the broken subspace gap.

Hydra, who was holding the backrest of the anti-gravity seat with one hand, was still in shock, and his reaction was not even as fast as his guards taking out their weapons and shooting.

His slightly hesitant eyes followed the crackling of lightning and looked in the direction of Calvin, obviously still wandering aimlessly.

Just in time to see the tall and terrifying silver giant holding up the shield with one hand, extinguishing the three plasma balls shot by his guards, and there was still smoke in his hand.

"Traitor, your doomsday has come." The huge crystal hammer head was raised and pointed in the direction of Hydra, and the thunder released casually instantly shattered the armor shield modified from the Iron Cavalry Terminator he was wearing.

The blasphemous runes blessed by the devil instantly lit up from his armor, and at the cost of burning them all, they blocked Calvin's judgment together with the iron halo on his head.

The alien technology device under his chest armor obviously also sensed the crisis and embarrassment of its master, but the light of random transmission just lit up and was instantly strangled by the psychic field spread by Calvin.

The intelligence of this equipment is obviously not enough to recognize this situation, and it is still trying in vain to start again.

But the fierce psychic energy seems to have found its target at this time. After burning it overloaded, it also gave the dazed Hydra a severe whip.

"Ugh!" Hydra finally got rid of the panic and regained his sanity, but he was dizzy under the psychic attack and even had difficulty maintaining his center of gravity.

The gorgeous armor decorated with green scales was fulfilling its last mission at this time, supporting Hydra, who was bending over and vomiting uncontrollably, so that he would not fall to his knees due to exhaustion.

"Oh? The equipment is not bad?"

Calvin looked at the enemy chieftain who survived from his hands without comment, and the gray knights behind him, after guarding the bridge gate, slaughtered the command crew below in a short time.

The technical sergeants trained by the Mechanicus were taking the time to study the servos of the Chaos warship and collect more data and intelligence.

"You won't get anything useful from me! Anything! Supreme Omegan! Supreme Hydra!"

Hydra looked at the existence in front of him, and the momentum and demeanor of the gods walking on earth made him instantly understand many of the doubts that he had previously puzzled.

Only such an existence can mobilize such a huge force;

Only such an existence can become a huge obstacle on the road of the Legion's revenge on the Empire!

But how did he appear? Who is he?

This is more important information than the purpose of his action!

Yes, the purpose of his trip! It is to experiment with the new weapons of the Black Legion!

His origin is...

Hydra is still immersed in self-touching, and at this time he is still fantasizing about how to transmit this information when his death is approaching.

But he still overestimates his own importance, or he underestimates Calvin, who is on the side of the Empire, and his ability to control the soul.

When his emotions began to fluctuate violently, Calvin's control and guidance of his soul made him unable to help but recall all the details of his trip.

And Hydra's small movements trying to touch the dormant parasitic demon on his waist were also seen clearly by Calvin's inhuman vision;

In fact, if necessary, even the shift of the center of gravity between the original bodies by a thousandth of a millimeter can be seen clearly, let alone such an obvious movement.

"That's enough, you have exhausted your value, you can die, traitor."

Following Calvin's verdict, Hydra's movements stayed at that moment forever.

The hands he stretched out to his waist, his entire body, and his entire soul were turned into ashes under the white flames that exploded on the spot. They will forever become an inconspicuous wisp of the countless demons that Calvin destroyed. exist in the human world.

The entire conversation between the two did not take a minute, and this short time was just enough for the entourage to collect the data.

At Calvin's call, the Redeemer's psychic matrix was activated again.

A huge bolt of lightning flashed across, and the gray knight who succeeded was like a sharp sword pulled away from the enemy chief's head. Except for leaving a deep and fatal wound, there was no breath of life in the hall.

Finally unstoppable, members of the Alpha warband swarmed in from the antechamber of the bridge, but apart from the ashes on the ground, they could only see the devastating blows fired at them from the enemy ships outside the portholes...

The battle on the main battlefield was coming to an end at this time.

Thousands of Astartes landed in a cluster. For a mere eleven cruisers, it was indeed suspected of being an abuse of force.

Hundreds of Astartes warriors were organized into their own battle groups and companies, and organized into ten-man action teams to launch three-dimensional strikes like siege hammers at various nodes of the target ship.

The melta gun burned the already fragile deck before thrusting in; the huge inertial potential energy allowed them to advance hundreds of meters before stopping.

The reactive armor on the deck exploded a second time, allowing the Astartes who then walked out in battle formation to unscrupulously pour firepower on the rebels who were avoiding the explosion until the Chaos Space Marines arrived.

But even with these Chaos Space Marines, they still couldn't stop the company-level offensive.

The Astartes of the same company moved forward under the protection of the fearless elder.

Under the control of these steel monsters weighing more than ten tons and 3 meters high, the twin-mounted heavy bolt guns and melt weapons have almost no recoil compensation, tearing apart all obstacles along the way with precise and violent destructiveness.

After repeated defensive failures, the Chaos Space Marines finally belatedly released their counterparts from the pens to block the Chapter's offensive.

But this is still not enough. When the warband's force is small, it can still compete with the empire's warband;

But once the level of fighting is brought to the company level, the problems of mutual distrust and morale within the Chaos warband will be infinitely magnified.

There is almost no coordination between squads, while the empire's battle groups are supported by a complete command company.

Small-scale but high-intensity battles continued to break out on the chaotic battleships. A confrontation of tens of seconds often involved the support and coordination of several horizontal or vertical teams.

And this kind of battle ended very quickly. The Astartes who had dealt with the remnants of the enemy did not even say a word. They only looked at each other from a distance before rushing to the next battlefield where gunshots were heard.

On the several kilometers long Chaos Battleship, the lighting system representing the defenders was visibly extinguished;

The 2,000 Astartes warriors reserved on the King of Raptors quietly formed a steel square array under the command of the Chapter's hermit commander, standing silently in the huge preparation hall of the Star Fortress.

As the resistance of the Chaos Fleet gradually fell silent, the artillery strikes from the Krieg Fleet and the Northern Fleet also slowly stopped.

Vice Admiral Joseph of the Northern Fleet had already learned through the two pursuing warships that the escaping warship had also been killed.

But his focus at this time was not on this, but on another piece of information that caught his attention:

As members of the Imperial Navy, all of their ship commanders have received a thorough education in higher education and military science.

And it was such a knowledgeable high-ranking officer who was saying to Joseph in disbelief:

On one of the two later battleships, he saw the mark belonging to the main ship of the Imperial High Lord.

"Are you kidding me?"

Joseph looked at the Commodore on the other side of the screen as if he were a lunatic, and then seemed to remember something and fell into silent thinking...

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