Chapter 378

The bronze sword body is more mysterious and solemn against the background of the fire. The flame on the sword body seems to be a symbol of the emperor's spirit, representing supreme power and majesty. The raging fire is burning, like the emperor's anger, ruthlessly devouring all enemies who dare to challenge.

With the support of this powerful force, the owner of the Emperor's Sword will move forward bravely, cut through thorns and defend the dignity of the country and the happiness of the people. The flame on the sword body symbolizes eternal faith and firm belief. No matter what kind of difficulties you face, you can face them and move forward bravely.

With the influx of psychic power, the bronze sword body of the Emperor's Sword has become the focus of the battlefield. The raging fire is burning, like a guiding light, guiding the owner of the Emperor's Sword in the direction of progress. With the blessing of this mysterious power, the Emperor's Sword will be invincible and become the nemesis of all dark forces.

On this blazing battlefield, the owner of the Emperor's Sword will wield this sword to defend the glory of the country and the safety of the people. The bronze sword, with its blazing flames, will become an eternal legend and go down in history.

The golden flames, like the sun, illuminate the ink-like darkness. When the darkness dissipates like winter snow in summer, the Astartes and the mortal warriors finally see the scene wrapped in darkness.

In the ink-like darkness, there is a huge castle hidden, towering into the clouds, like a sword piercing the sky. The walls of the castle are engraved with ancient runes, which emit a mysterious light, as if telling an ancient story.

In front of the castle door stands a warrior in armor, his eyes are firm, and the blade in his hand shines with cold light. The team behind him is neat and uniform, and everyone is the best among mortals. They fight for their beliefs and for freedom.

The hearts of the Astartes and the mortal warriors were filled with awe and excitement. They knew that this castle was their goal and the purpose of their trip. The golden flame illuminated their way forward and their faith.

On that dark planet, the Zerg, with its infinite number and amazing fertility, has become the greatest threat to all civilizations. They are like an unstoppable tide, surging and sweeping towards the human-inhabited area. That vast land has now become a nightmare. Every mortal warrior living there is fighting against endless fear and the Zerg.

Although the ugly Zerg and the human warriors are separated by several kilometers, the rustling sound that makes people's scalps numb seems to penetrate the space and directly pierce the ears of the warriors. That is the sound of the Zerg devouring everything, as if countless Zerg are rolling and clamoring in the thick ink-like nutrient solution. Their presence is so strong that it cannot be ignored.

The sky on that planet has been covered by the Zerg, and the light of the moon and stars has been obscured, leaving only that dark. The warriors stood there, facing the endless sea of ​​​​insects, their eyes were full of determination and courage, but they could not help but reveal deep worries. They knew that once the Zerg broke through the defense line, the entire human civilization would face a huge threat.

This is the reality faced by mortal warriors. They must make a decision with the Zerg on that dark planet. Although the road ahead is difficult, they still stick to it, using their flesh and blood to protect the homeland of mankind.

In the vast frontier of the empire, the flames of war raged, and the shadow of the invasion of alien Zerg shrouded every piece of land. The Imperial Regent, who was in the front-line command post, was wearing heavy armor and majestic. The Emperor's Sword in his hand shone with an awe-inspiring light. That sword is the symbol of the empire, the embodiment of supreme power, and the carrier of human hope to dominate the fate of the planet.

"Let this group of damned insects welcome the judgment from the Lord of Mankind," the Imperial Regent's voice was full of anger and determination. His eyes were like torches, penetrating the fierce front-line mist, as if he saw the end of the Zerg's collapse. His words were not only a declaration of war to the enemy, but also an encouragement to his own army and a call to the people of the empire.

Following his oath, the warriors of the empire were indignant and raised their weapons, ready to fight a life-and-death battle to maintain the glory of the empire and protect their homeland. The back of the imperial regent was like a giant tower standing in the wind and rain, unwavering, and brought strength to everyone.

Under the leadership of the imperial regent, the will of mankind is as firm as iron. They have endured the pain and torture brought by the Zerg for too long, and now it is time to make the enemy pay the price. The regent's decisions and actions are like a fierce storm, sweeping away all Zerg resistance. His strategic genius and fearless courage inspire every soldier to fight for the glory of the empire and the freedom of mankind.

The regent's sword is not just a weapon, it is a symbol of the authority of the empire and a belief in fighting against the Zerg invasion. When the sword is raised, it illuminates the haze of the battlefield and ignites the fighting spirit in the hearts of human warriors. Guided by the sword, the warriors of the Empire fought bravely, vowing to drive the Zerg out of their homeland and restore peace and order in the Empire.

At this moment, the oath of the Imperial Regent echoed on the battlefield, becoming the highest voice of mankind to resist the Zerg invasion. This voice, crossing the battlefield and reaching every corner, allows all the people of the Empire to feel the determination and strength. The Zerg will usher in their doomsday, and humans will once again prove that they are the masters of this star zone.

The brilliant golden light shines on the whole world like the sun. The light is like a sharp arrow, piercing people's hearts and attracting everyone's attention. Under the shining of this light, both Astartes and mortal warriors seem to be endowed with endless power, their minds are purified, their bodies are strengthened, and they gain great courage.

The light is like a magical power, penetrating into the blood of the warriors, making them more courageous and fearless. They fight hard on the battlefield, for honor, for freedom, for justice, and go forward bravely and fearlessly. The golden light seems to be their faith, illuminating their way forward and dispelling all darkness and fear.

And in that golden light, the Emperor's fire is burning, like a god, looking down at all the warriors, giving them strength and courage. The flame is like a huge sword, splitting the darkness and illuminating the way forward. The warriors surround the Emperor's fire, with faith as high as a mountain and determination as strong as iron, and go forward bravely for the glory of the empire and the future of mankind.

Under the shining golden light and the Emperor's fire, the fear and doubt in the hearts of the warriors were swept away, replaced by endless courage and faith. They firmly believed that as long as they followed the Emperor's footsteps, they could defeat all enemies, protect the human homeland, and protect the shining golden light.

In the distant sky, the sun shone like lava, illuminating the entire interstellar battlefield. In this land full of gunpowder and death, every warrior's eyes flashed with a firm light. They had only one belief in their hearts-for the great Emperor, for the great Lord of Humanity.

Deni Pek, the former leader of the Black Blood Angels, reflected endless fighting spirit on his face as hard as iron. He raised the chainsaw sword in his hand, like an out-of-control mud truck, and fearlessly launched a fearless charge towards the bugs not far away.

Behind him was the roar of all the warriors of the Black Blood Angels. Their voices gathered into a torrent, washing away all enemies. Their faith burned like a raging fire, lighting the way forward. Their courage was as solid as a mountain, supporting them to keep moving forward.

Denipek's chainsaw sword drew dazzling rays of light in the air, and each swing took away hundreds of insect lives. His eyes were extremely cold, as if he saw through everything on this battlefield. His movements were extremely skillful, and every attack was accurate.

On his way to charge, the insects fell one by one like harvested crops. Their corpses piled up like a mountain, but the warriors of the Black Blood Angels did not care. They had only one belief in their hearts - for the great Emperor, for the great Lord of Mankind.

This battle is destined to go down in history. The warriors of the Black Blood Angels will be forever engraved in the chapters of human history with their courage and determination. Their spirit will always inspire those who come after them to move forward bravely for the great Emperor and the great Lord of Mankind.

When the remaining Astartes heard the encouragement of the Chapter Master, their hearts were filled with endless anger and passion. These superhuman warriors roared the oaths they had repeated countless times, and their voices echoed in the air, as if to let the whole world feel their determination.

Their eyes flashed with determination, and their muscles tensed, ready for the upcoming battle. They knew that this charge would be their chance to prove their worth, and they would use their courage and strength to show their loyalty and dedication.

As the Chapter Master gave the order, the Astartes rushed towards the enemy like a gust of wind. Their movements were swift and powerful, and every move was full of precision and determination. Their blades shone with cold light, and every swing was deadly.

The charge was shocking, sweeping in like a storm. The roars of the Astartes echoed on the battlefield, and their figures rushed towards the enemy like lightning. Their courage and determination seemed to infect the air around them, making everyone feel a strong power surging.

The remaining Astartes showed their strength and fearlessness with their superhuman warrior posture. They proved their oath with their actions. They were willing to fight to the last moment for justice and honor. Their charge was as fierce as a storm, making the enemy unable to resist. Their existence was remembered by people.

On the boundless battlefield, more than three thousand Astartes warriors stood up in unison, their blood boiling, their eyes determined, ready to launch a shocking charge. These fearless warriors, wearing heavy armor and holding sharp blades, are like an unstoppable force, about to compose a shocking battle on this land composed of blood and some kind of mucus.

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At that moment, the whole world seemed to be still. Then, a deafening shout broke out from the mouths of the Astartes, and their charge began. This sound crossed the battlefield and soared into the sky, as if announcing their determination and courage to the whole world.

The anger of the Astartes erupted like a volcano, and every step they took was accompanied by fierce power, and every swing of the sword was accompanied by endless anger. They marched forward fearlessly, as if they were a group of warriors from hell, ready to tear the enemy to pieces with their blood and courage.

Their charge was like a violent storm, shaking the entire battlefield. Blood and mucus splashed on the ground, forming a shocking picture. The figures of the Astartes, like lightning, shuttled across the battlefield, invincible.

This is the anger of the Astartes, powerful and fearless, making it impossible to look directly at them. They used their actions to prove their bravery and determination. This scene will be forever remembered in the pages of history and become an eternal legend.

Under the anger of the Astartes, even this group of low-level Zergs without any wisdom felt a little bit of fear. Their eyes were full of doubts and fear, and they seemed unable to understand why the Astartes were so angry. However, in this fear, these insects could also feel a little bit of the powerful power of the Astartes, which made them feel awe.

However, this fear did not last long. Soon, the fear of these insects was swallowed up by the instinct engraved in their genes. Faced with the anger of the Astartes, they began to escape instinctively, trying to find a safe place. They dug frantically on the ground, trying to find a place to hide from the anger of the Astartes. However, the anger of the Astartes did not weaken because of their escape, but became more violent.

Under this anger, these insects began to feel desperate. They realized that their escape could not change anything, and the anger of the Astartes still existed. However, they did not give up, they were still digging hard, trying to find a place to hide from the anger of the Astartes. Their behavior looked so desperate, but full of the tenacity of life.

This picture makes people feel shocked by the vitality of the Zerg. Although they have no wisdom, they have the tenacity of life instinct. No matter how great the difficulties are, they will try to survive. This vitality makes people respect the Zerg.

The Tyranids abandoned their fear of the Astartes. These ugly monsters like a tide rushed towards the Astartes and mortal warriors at an extremely terrifying speed. In a short period of more than ten seconds, the bloody and tragic battle between humans and the Tyranids officially began.

At this thrilling moment, the Tyranids were no longer threatened by the Astartes warriors, and they attacked the humans at an alarming speed. Each of these disgusting monsters was like a moving mountain of meat, with a stench on their hard shells and sharp teeth in their mouths, which made people shudder.