Chapter 459: Black and Red, the Plot in the Shadows (Forty-Four) Blood Crow's Desolation Before the Decisive Battle

Chapter 459 Black and Red, the Plan in the Shadow (Forty-four) Before the Decisive Battle - The Desolation of the Blood Raven

The offensive of the Chaos army stagnated again, and gradually faded from the Empire's position during the deployment of the Titan Legion in the distance - the Lords of Murder.

Erebus in orbit then received the news of Sarat's death, thus confirming Galvin's position.

At this time, he had roughly known the identity of the Primarch, but this did not hinder his ambition, or perhaps with a force advantage of more than ten times, as a veteran who survived the Great Crusade era, he would not be overly superstitious about the Primarch's military power.

On the contrary, he would only feel that after occupying an absolute power advantage, defeating a Primarch is a greater challenge and glory.

The main force of the Word Bearers finally began to appear, and the demon legions that followed them also began to descend on the Morro world.

There are still millions of rebel legions on the ground, and these Chaos slaves who have just retreated from the front line of the war have become the flesh and blood reward paid to the demon legions before the real Word Bearers Legion appears.

The black and red painted plunderer Titans, covered with hideous and sharp armor, were slowly walking down from the huge Titan Ark under the protection of the Warhound Titans and the Covenant Knights of the same color and more mutated families.

After the battle groups composed of many similar plunderer Titans were all in place, the real leader of this second-level Titan Corps, the Warlord Titan, also stepped out of the darkness in the center of the Ark.

The red meteors on the track slid down in pieces, like a picture of the end of the world, and the target of these Word Bearers' vanguards was the mortal army belonging to their own camp.

Explosions and shock waves were set off in the camp of the rebel legion, and the Word Bearers who came out of the death claws enjoyed the killing of these mortals with the most hideous faces.

The scarlet blasphemous runes as big as a square were cast with human blood, and the edge of the vicious chaos array was full of Jingguan made of the heads of the fallen.

Huge killing and fear surged in the north of the entire continent, which once caused the consciousness of the legion led by Calvin to retreat. The warp gates tore apart the reality, and then thousands of demons walked out of them.

The soldiers of the Empire were also retreating, especially after Calvin vaguely realized the opponent's ultimate goal. They slowly withdrew from the narrow line of Lucapalia and began to gather on the Changqing Hill, the final battlefield preset by Calvin.

The two war beasts representing different positions, although there was a huge gap in size between them, turned a blind eye to each other's preparations at the last moment of the decisive battle.

Calvin and Erebus, the supreme commanders of the two camps, were making final preparations for the war at this moment.

And on the battlefield far away in other directions of Janmorro, the forces belonging to the Empire and Chaos were also trying their best to move towards the center of the war.

The Empire's troops on the Otto front have been gathered. Although they are facing the devastation left by the Chaos side, Ragnar and Salvis still cooperate with the second-line troops of the Inquisition to lead the fleet to Moro after completing the final clearance mission.

The situation of the Word Bearers is even more bizarre. A fleet larger than Erebus has reached the edge of Moro, but has not participated in the current battlefield. The flagship of the Legion, the Triumvirate, carrying the fallen Primarch Lorgar, is at the center of this fleet that is not ready to go.

The war on Moro seems to be on the verge of breaking out, and the climax of the entire battle of Janmorro is about to be staged. However, the Blood Ravens, far behind the enemy in the northern sector, are still struggling hard for their mission...

Yes, it is a struggle.

At this time, the Blood Ravens are less than half of what they were at the beginning of the war, and their assault cruiser, the Heart of Desire, has also been severely damaged in several previous battles with the defenders.

The Blood Ravens who arrived at the Padilla system in the northern part of the star zone, which is the rear of the Word Bearers, launched five raids on the defenders here in less than a week.

And it was these attacks that effectively delayed the sacrifice ceremony of Erebus, but they also paid a heavy price.

The commander of this company, the Blood Raven think tank Lemur who met with Galvin at the beginning, has died in the third raid. Now the adjutant of the company and his apprentice Lewan continues to command the company.

At this moment, the young Blood Raven is leading his comrades to lurk in the Axe world on the edge of the Padilla system, which is also one of the last two of the six locations predicted by Lemur at the beginning of the war.

"Will fate be on our side?" Sergeant Giotto asked Lewan.

Just two hours ago, they intercepted a supply ship heading to Axe, and relied on this transport ship to launch the last raid on Axe.

The result of the operation was not successful. When they entered the outer perimeter of the core defense circle, they were intercepted by the elite troops of the Word Bearers.

The already small number of troops was lost again by more than half in the fierce battle, and they were forced to withdraw from the battlefield on the ground after only destroying a church in the area.

And this was just the beginning. The enemy's pursuit did not end with their evacuation.

The assault ships of the brigade followed their footsteps all the way, forcing the Heart of Desire into the asteroid belt of the nearby galaxy, and the battlecruisers belonging to the Word Bearers in the distance began to appear within the detection range of the auspicious instrument.

"I don't know, but if I were you, I wouldn't have such a boring idea."

Lewand stared at the lights on the starport and answered Giotto behind him. The last words left by Lemur and the token of the primarch were in his hands, but he did not have any hope for Calvin's promise.

The countless sacrifices of the Blood Ravens over thousands of years have told them that if the God of Destiny really exists, then He is definitely a god full of malice towards them.

The promise given by the primarch was conditional, and they did not fulfill this condition. Now he and his comrades have been surrounded by the enemy. As for the unreachable salvation, he has no strength to think about it anymore...

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Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The plain at the foot of the Evergreen Hills was once again filled with gunfire. After less than half a day of calm, the battlefield on the Moro side was finally occupied by the Chaos army again.

The battle group of the Lord of Murder had appeared at the end of the field of vision, and now appeared at the front of the defense line was their contracted family, the Gothuis.

The history of this powerful knight family can be traced back to the Dark Ages. They had lived in Darnar as early as the founding of the Empire.

Their style of doing things is just like their family emblem, like a tyrannical hammer that smashes everything that stands in front of them.

Only destruction can arouse their desires, and only destruction can allow this family that has thrown itself into Chaos with the contracted forging world Kratos to gain a short and false sense of life.

Now they appear again and stand on the opposite side of the Empire, and this time behind them is the entire Word Bearers Legion.

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