Chapter 542 The Appearance of the Messengers of Despair

Chapter 542 Despair-The appearance of the messengers of despair

"Absurd!" The tribe warriors watched the dismissed Alsteen leave, but they had no way to stop him.

And this "absurd" rebuke also implicitly pointed to the order of the Prophet Council.

He could not understand the will of the prophets, why they had obviously abandoned Alsteen's position, but did not impose any restrictions on him.

And he was destined not to understand.

Because as two paths inherited by the Phoenix King, the classes represented by the prophets and the tribe warriors in the Ark World were destined to prevent him from touching the secrets behind Alsteen.

Alsteen left just like that, and no one had the right to restrict his freedom until the arrival of the Eldar who took over his position.

And this is exactly what the bigwigs in the council wanted to see.

Because the "double" order he received was destined to make him control the battle situation of "Fal" while facing the "cursed" with a "subtle attitude".

He cannot be allowed to win - because the whereabouts of the Hand of Darkness and another holy relic directly determine the existence of the Blackstone Fortress, which involves the secret of the origin;

He cannot go to defeat - because the oracle in the Pantheon has already told him:

The fate of the cursed will directly affect the god who is lost in fate and predicted to be able to kill Slaanesh...

No victory, no defeat.

This is the order that the part of the popular people belonging to the Ark of Uswe in the Prophet's Council secretly gave to Alsteen.

Although Galvin has not really set foot on the battlefield and has not exposed his identity to these Eldars.

But this attitude that is almost like "playing with fate" still makes Alsteen feel ridiculous and sad for their arrogance in his increasingly less awake time.

8510.830.M39. Hazy Star Region. Gothic Star Region. Far Galaxy. Far Agricultural World.

Main continental plate, lower level of the hive city of Zerita No. 1.

Sura and his team had been fighting for more than 24 hours since landing on the ground.

And if this time is counted from the betrayal of the order where the battle sisters belonged, it would be even earlier.

The fighting time was too long for them, so the act of killing no longer needed to be thought about.

Raising fists... shoulder bumps... swinging swords... shooting...

The endless killing has made these actions occupy their brains and integrate into their instincts.

And the reinforcements that the enemy was waiting for, despite all kinds of accidents, finally came as expected after they fought to a certain point.

Hu... Hu... Hu...

The breath of the bellows, like being torn, sounded in the chests of the Astartes warriors.

Even with superhuman endurance, they still feel tired.

The loss of muscles in thousands of swings made these giants feel pain;

And the palms holding swords could not even loosen after the battle stopped.

"No more... no more?"

Miris leaned his chainsaw sword on the ground and asked his comrades in between breaths.

Just when they arrived at the open space at the front of the SHIELD station, the enemy's surging corpses made it difficult for the Astartes to take care of them.

As the best melee fighter among the battle sisters, even she had to go to the front line to fight.

"I really want to say it..." Sura looked at the SHIELD station at the end of the field of vision, and there was more regret in his eyes.

Two hours ago, they almost thought they could succeed.

After occupying a communication broadcasting station, they first sent a communication to the galaxy, and then received a response from the Inquisition in less than half an hour.

Yes, the reply clearly stated that as long as they could walk out of the bottom of the hive alive, as long as they captured the SHIELD station on the edge of the hive.

Then a group of Valkyries from the Inquisition spacecraft would build a passage for them to leave here after approaching the atmosphere.

But Sura knew that they had no chance.

Although he could see the Valkyrie fighters that came to greet them in the distant sky, approaching and bombing under the fire of the SHIELD station;

But after this last wave of corpses, Sura could already "see" the enemies standing in front of them from the reminder of his portable auspicious instrument.

The "traitors" wearing Terminator power armor standing on the road they had to take to reach the SHIELD station.

"How many?" Brother Seven asked him.

"A lot... a lot..." Sura did not say the number of enemies, because that was meaningless.

And when those "compatriots" wearing black armor appeared with the unique steps of the Terminator.

Brother Seven, who wanted to ask more questions, finally gave up the fluke and began to carefully examine the chainsaw sword in his hand, conducting the final equipment inspection before the decisive battle.

What a powerful enemy, what a blasphemous scene!

When these Astartes warriors who betrayed their faith and betrayed the empire appeared with a lineup of more than half a company, and all of them were equipped with Terminator power armor.

Even the battle sisters, who were known for their fanatical faith, could not help but feel a hint of despair while praying to the Emperor.

That was an invincible enemy, an enemy that could be completely destroyed by the storm bolters with blasphemous runes in their hands.

They even had to thank the enemy for their arrogance, because it was this arrogance that gave them the chance to fight in the final battle.

Of course they had to "thank" the enemy's arrogance, because although they had given up hope of survival, their hatred for the traitors still made the swords in their hands extremely hot.

"Surrender, or die."

Farkus Cabo walked in front of a group of Chaos Astartes with heavy steps.

After coexisting with the devil, his body showed inhuman strength.

A group of traitors walked behind him, like evil spirits surrounding the devil.

And the leader of the Despair Messenger did not live up to the favor of the Destruction Power, and directly used the simplest words to make this battle full of blood before it started.

"Traitor!" The Death Watch will not surrender, and the Battle Sisters are even more so.

Faith and loyalty are as precious to them as life, and losing the former is more shameful than death!

This is an unnecessary dialogue, because both sides have expressed enough attitudes with each other's blood in the past ten thousand years!

"Then accept your death!"

Fakus Cabo raised his sword with satisfaction and strode towards the false emperor's servants who were ready for a decisive battle.

In the crowd behind him, there were also Chaos Astartes of the same number as the combat team.

This was a duel, but in their eyes it was more of a sacrifice.

And the battle sisters behind the Death Watch also gently put Padilla down and walked to the center of the battlefield.

"Well..."

The faint groan slowed down the battle sisters. In their unbelievable eyes, the saint who fell into a coma finally woke up at this critical moment.

The enemy's footsteps also stopped for the woman with wings on her back.

Because this battle sister with obvious mystical characteristics had already made them feel threatened when she woke up!

Who am I?

Where am I?

What am I going to do?

The questioning of the soul always appears in the tracing of the self.

And when she felt the particularly obvious blasphemous power in front of her, this woman who carried the Emperor's will began to continue her anger before she woke up!

I am Padilla! I am the Emperor's daughter!

I am on this land shrouded in evil!

I will go and eliminate all the evil within my sight!

"Then go."

The golden figure in the soul said so, and in response to His promise, the little golden essence left in the depths of Padilla's soul began to burn in the next moment!

"Hold on for a while!" Another voice said at the same time.

But Padilla's soul was already filled with anger at this time.

The silver figure only flashed in her consciousness.

Buzz! The low cry rippled in the air.

And the woman who was small, fragile, strange and dangerous in the eyes of the fallen Astartes.

was slowly spreading her wings in a strange suspension.

The golden crown appeared at the same time as the blazing flames under her feet!

The wings that symbolized purity had already spread out in front of everyone as she raised her head!

"Kill her!" Fakus Cabo screamed.

The screams from the demons on his body made him feel a huge crisis.

When facing this supernatural power, he did not hesitate and decisively gave up the ridiculous duel before.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Dense rain of bullets shot from the hands of the Chaos Astartes in a row;

Hundreds of bullets with blasphemous runes stopped in front of Padilla after a short flight.

The golden energy barrier appeared from the void under the impact of these bullets.

At the same time, there appeared the golden blessing that descended on the heads of every imperial soldier!

"Emperor's blessing!"

Sura and his comrades knelt on one knee, completely ignoring the shooting of the messengers of despair.

And when the light dimmed for a few seconds, as the bolts with extinguished tail flames fell to the ground.

These warriors belonging to the Emperor finally raised their eyes full of fighting spirit in prayer!

"Kill! For the Black Warmaster!" This is the battle cry of the Messengers of Despair.

The Terminators raised their heavy steps, and ran with their axes full of spikes and inscriptions raised high amid the hissing of electromagnetic muscles and the shaking of skulls on the trophy racks!

The sound of the rows of giants charging even gave the illusion that the earth was shaking.

"Kill! For the Golden Throne!"

The Death Watch and the Sisters of Battle were also shouting, and the gold reflected on them made them look even more sacred!

The distance between the two camps was rapidly shortening, and after a violent armor collision sound.

The power sword in Sura's hand at the front of the crowd, which was slashing from bottom to top, collided head-on with the long sword in the hand of the Chaos Astartes named Kaibo!

Boom!

After the sharp metal collision sound, there was the harsh friction between the blades.

In the huge collision, the two warriors inevitably held the swords with both hands.

And after a moment of wrestling, the two figures who were close to each other at high speed suddenly exerted force and quickly pulled away!

Sura's body leaned back slightly, adjusting the impact just now with a subtle posture.

The power armor he was equipped with was not dominant in the collision with the Terminator, and the golden power was the basis for him to continue fighting!

Fakus Kebo's condition was much better, which obviously relied on the thickness of his armor.

This veteran from the Luna Wolves obviously had more mature martial arts skills. He stopped retreating after a slight delay.

Then he used his inhuman dynamic vision to observe Sura's posture, turned the long sword in his hand, and began to pace sideways to test!

"External power is ultimately false, and the false emperor you rely on is even less trustworthy!"

Farkus Cayber tried to disturb Sura's heart with words, and the two-handed sword in his hand stretched and retracted the sword light like a python.

"You can believe in your power? A fatherless man!"

Sura stood still, slightly adjusting his sword holding posture.

But his mouth was not idle either. While buying himself some buffer time, he instinctively exerted his diplomat's "speaking ability".

"How dare you!" Farkus Cayber was instantly furious. The death of Horus was a scar for all Luna Wolves.

And this descendant of Guilliman dared to mention this in front of him!

Buzz!

Fakus, who had lost control of his emotions, strode forward, but the long sword in his hand began to attack insidiously.

His sword tip exerted force at his waist, and it seemed to be thrusting forward;

But on the handle of the two-handed sword, his sword-holding hand was slightly adjusted.

Once Sura dared to pick a fight, what awaited him was a sudden thrust and a stab across the fence!

And Sura obviously did not notice this detail, and this was the difference between the two people's ages.

This kind of martial arts with instant burst was the accumulation of skills of Fakus as a weapon master in the Legion era on the long sword he was good at.

Compared with this veteran who could rank first in the entire Black Legion, Sura had a huge gap in age and experience!

Bang!

Sura looked at the oblique sword tip and subconsciously parried it with the standard swordsmanship of Ultramar.

But when the blade in his hand collided at four-fifths of the point of force he thought was the best,

The long sword that should have given him enough pressure, however, was not affected at all at the moment of the confrontation, but went straight forward, heading straight for the gap between his neck armor!

Buzz!

A golden force flashed on Sura's body.

At the moment when the long sword reached his neck, Sura opened his eyes wide and swung the sword at Fakus with a resolute attitude.

Clang!

The collision between the long sword and the neck armor made a clanging sound, and the next second, the slash of the power sword was also blocked by the opponent's shoulder armor that was facing him sideways!

Huh!

Sura, who was retreating, breathed violently, feeling the fear and hope between life and death.

He didn't even need to look down to check, just from the feeling just now, he knew that there must be a deep sword mark on his neck armor.

The fact that he was able to escape from this almost fatal blow was definitely due to the Emperor's blessing on him...

But only this time...

"But, only this time!"

Fakus's ridicule hit Sura's mind, and the tall and ferocious body was pacing sideways.

Sura stared at the other's footsteps in his intense breathing.

And the tall Shadow Moon Wolf was looking for an opportunity slowly.

The imperial soldiers on the battlefield were surrounded by the enemy and then fell into trouble.

And Sura and the fallen man in front of him were still confronting.

But no matter who it was, they all knew clearly that when the two swords clashed again, it would be the time to decide their life and death.

Update, two chapters merged.