Chapter 9: The Axe of Assault

"Damn, these bones are endless!" Laurent kicked the skull of a skeleton that had narrowly escaped his bullet in the sea of skulls, and then swung his sword vigorously and turned around, creating a large empty space near himself along with the body of the skeleton in front of him that spread out in the air. The whirlwind caused by the swing of the sword swept away all the undead who had taken advantage of the interruption of the bullet storm, and then the sharp blade sliced through the air, restoring them to their original scattered skeletons in mid-air.

"Alter!" Laurent, who had just created a battlefield vacuum in a way that ordinary people would never be able to accomplish, did not attack again, but raised his head and shouted loudly into the obviously empty mid-air, "How long will your fleet last?"

"We can't risk it, friend. "It was obviously empty, and even in the middle of the air where there were no problems in the whirlwind and shock wave like the one just now, the blue streamer slid little by little, gradually building a concrete shape in the air, and a detector with three tails gradually emerged - it was an observer, the wisdom of Pronotos was condensed in it, and the voice of Alter was coming from it. Perhaps because of distance or space, the sound sounds a little ethereal and sluggish. "You have to understand that if a huge fleet suddenly appeared in the center of the star system, it would be an unprecedented catastrophe for the whole galaxy. The sudden appearance of gravity and mass will disrupt all the norms in this star system, the order between the planets will be disrupted, and all living things will perish at such a moment. ”

"Tsk, that's a nuisance. Laurent withdrew his gaze from the observer, and instead looked at the spirits of the undead who were still pouring in from all sides of the wilderness—on the hill where he had descended, he could only see the sea of bones that covered the mountains, and even gave the illusion that he was surrounded by the spirits of the whole world. He bent down slightly, the machinery on his body began to roar, the muscles on his body began to tense, his hand tightly held his power sword, and around his body, the air began to vibrate violently, "I'll take the first step and see if I can do something." The words fell, and he took his own steps.

Tightly a simple charge, without the roar of artillery fire, and without the sight of a knight with a sword left behind, the tall warrior unfurled a charge without fancy. The dirt and grass were lifted high where he stood, and countless shattered bones were thrown into the air, but none of them touched the dexterous observer, who turned his camera to Laurent, who had crashed into the vast circle of undead— The bitter hurricane enveloped him, and he still didn't stop his steps even after advancing for kilometers in this instant, and countless undead and their weapons, without even having access to Laurent's armor, were wrung into a pile of debris in the violent storm meat grinder. Then, he stopped in front of a high cliff. Behind him, the storm that had been brewing for a long time exploded like a hurricane that swept across the plains, throwing everything in the area into the air and then blowing away far away.

Having killed the two skeletons that had not been blown away because of their proximity to the cliff, Laurent looked up at the cliff in front of him that was blocking his path - it was not very high, judging by the current location, it was only about two hundred meters high. He stepped back a little, then looked left and right, and found nothing to help him get over the cliff, so he sighed a little and retreated in the direction behind him.

"Hah! look what I've found!" "Hum!" But just as Laurent turned to retreat, two voices suddenly appeared in his ears.

Time was running out - the sound of the blade cutting through the air stood on end, compared to the one that sounded disgusting to the bottom of his heart. Without the slightest hesitation, Laurent turned—pulling out his blaster as she turned—and pulling the trigger in the direction she judged. Flames erupted from the muzzle, blasts flew through the air, sharp bullets pierced the air, and the small propulsion device inside the bullet accelerated the bullet's advance once more, it slashed a small arc, and then hit precisely what it had been judged to be a bladed weapon—and it was only then that Laurent's retina and the display of the mechanical prosthetic eye finally showed the appearance of the weapon—an axe. The shape of the axe was very familiar, whether it was the emblem on it, the sparkling grip, or even the depraved and filthy aura coming from it, which made Laurent's pupils shrink suddenly.

"Boom!" the giant power axe that had been knocked away by the bolt did not fall to the ground, it did not fly far after being knocked away before it was caught by a figure in mid-air, and then slashed straight at Laurent's cheek with the gravity created by gravity. The moment he saw the figure of the other party, Laurent threw away the blaster in his hand without hesitation, and then grasped the hilt of the sword with both hands, and slashed towards the figure from the bottom to the top - and then, the two figures collided together without any fancy fancy, and the huge force set off a second hurricane on the plain, and the fierce shock wave created a huge crater in the clearing next to the cliff.

"Boom!" Although he reacted quickly and took corresponding countermeasures, Laurent, who was in a hurry to fight, was kicked out by the opponent after a moment of stalemate, and under the effect of the opponent's strong terrifying force, he was kicked out of a distance of more than two hundred meters, and then crashed into a protruding hillock, and after penetrating the hillock, Laurent stopped-he stood up, but the other party was already standing in front of him.

There was no fancy second axe, but this time it wasn't a powerful slash from above, but a powerful horizontal slash with a little skill, and the huge power axe swung straight at Laurent's neck. But this time Laurent was ready for everything, he slightly bent his knees to shake the slash, and then launched an attack on the opponent's flank with his power sword - but this time the action was still in vain, and the opponent did not panic at all because of his movements, as if all his actions had been mastered by the other party, and the huge battle axe cut a zigzag line in the air, and the horizontal axe surface was like a beat to knock Laurent away.

"Haha! As a lackey of the puppet emperor, it's kind of interesting. The tall warrior let out an arrogant laugh, he squinted his eyes and carefully looked at Laurent, who stood up again, and then walked slowly over with a giant axe in his hand, "Although I came to this bird place after chasing the smell, there is still something interesting, so I will use you to relieve my boredom for a while-" He laughed hideously, and black blood began to flow from the wound on his face, "Your head is mine!"

"Traitor of the Empire, Legion of the World Eater, Ancient Power Axe - Cagan!" Compared to the other party who was laughing madly, Laurent, who was at a disadvantage in both attacks, seemed to grit his teeth very much, he stared at the other party viciously, the mechanical devices and muscles on his body were completely tensed, no matter what angle, he was ready to attack, "Empire's - traitor!" He slammed to the ground, with a momentum that seemed to be indomitable, he charged towards the other party, "Glory belongs to the emperor!"

"Moaning without illness. But in the face of the full charge of the undead who had exhausted all the strength of the opponent and emptied the entire plain, the tall Cagan only stretched out his tongue and licked the blood flowing from his face, and then made a quick turn with a speed that was completely inconsistent with the tall body, just avoiding the path of the opponent's charge - and then launched a deadly charge at the figure that was rushing straight away. A loud roar resounded across the plain, and both air and space were shattered in this attack, and nothing could stop Cagan's attack, and countless things were reduced to slag between him and his prey, and then vanished into nothingness - and then, he hit his target.

"Ahem. The huge power axe cut straight into Laurent's body, and the armor of the Space Marine could not withstand such an injury, and the blood and oil began to seep into his lungs, and the opponent's weapon went down from his right shoulder to his abdomen, and his body was almost cut in half from the middle.

"Hmph, weak chicken!" Cagan snorted not very happily, and then without mercy, he stomped his right foot on the back of Laurent, who was kneeling on the ground, and kicked him to the ground - with this action, the huge power axe was also taken out of his body, and the bright red blood and black engine oil mixed together, bursting a mist in the air, and then covering the mess of the ground.

Laurent struggled for a moment, but he was already in tatters and could no longer move, and all that remained was to wait for death to come—fortunately, the person he knew was not the kind of person who would make him wait.

Cagan frowned, he wasn't very satisfied with the prey in front of him, the other party was still too young and not strong enough - but it was better than nothing. So he raised his power axe high, intending to cut off the other party's head to end this long-lost struggle with the Space Marines.

"Buzz!" the tomahawk swung down.

(Character Card 2)

The king of elite battle formations

Name: Laurent Marius Randall

Age: 269 years old

Race: Human (Space Marine)

Gender: Male

Position: Veteran of the 4th Company of the Astral Knights, Death Watch Tactical Marine

Faction: Orderly and neutral

Affiliation: Human Empire (Warhammer 40K)

Physical features: Looks like Stallone, with a mechanical prosthetic eye in his left eye and a mechanical prosthetic leg below the elbow in his right hand

Personality: Loyal, keep promises, witty and brave. But it's a bit old-fashioned in dealing with people.

Legendary Experience: An elite warrior recruited by Deathwatch. As one of the few remaining survivors of the World Engine War (a raid by the Knights and other siblings on a super fortress called the Engine of the World, as a result of which the Engine of the World was destroyed and the Knights were nearly wiped out), the Knights of the Astral Orders were one of the few survivors who were not present. Participated in and survived the "Blood Battle Tarsis Ultra", and disappeared in "Operation Berien".

Ability:

Fearless: Space Marines have physiologically eliminated the effects of fear on them

Combat Instincts: As a super-soldier who has spanned countless bloody battlefields, Laurent has an extraordinary combat instinct, he can detect the slightest thing that is wrong, and perceive danger as if it were a prophecy.

Tactical Command: As the lieutenant of the Watchman of her squad, Laurent is both a warrior and a resourceful commander.

Master of Swordsmanship: Laurent's swordsmanship was praised during his time in the Knights, and after years of practice and battlefield testing, it is not an exaggeration to call him a master of swordsmanship.

Special effects (all effects activated passively):

Glory of the Knights: Blessed by all of the Knights' fallen comrades, immune to stray bullets and wide coverage strikes.

The Knights' pace is unstoppable: blessed by all the fallen comrades of the Astral Knights, just like the last charge of the Knights, Laurent's every charge is unstoppable!!

Equip:

Crafted Master Blaster "Laurent's Confession":

When he joined Deathwatch, the Knights of the Astral made a special blaster and gave it to him, and it accompanied Laurent through his days on Deathwatch. After Laurent heard about what happened to the Mother Band after the Battle of the Engine of the World, although he was unable to leave Death Watch to help his brothers because of his duties, he still deeply blamed himself for this, and named the blaster "Laurent's Confession" to show his self-reproach for not being able to help the Mother Band .

Crafted Master Power Sword: A weapon gifted to Laurent by Deathwatch.

Crafted Master Blaster Pistol: A weapon gifted to Laurent by Deathwatch.

MK6 Gryphon Power Armor: The armor that has accompanied him since he became a glorious Space Marine, accompanying Laurent through countless battlefields.

Void Travel Intensive: Age 755.

Strike of Order: The Determined Order, whose years of wandering through the void have never wavered in his will, not only represents his spiritual convictions, but also gives him the ability to be free from any chaotic information. And the attacks that emanate from his hands can often hit the heart of the chaos and achieve a surprising effect. Uneroded by chaotic energy, ignoring all negative effects, you will not be disturbed by any form of illusion during the battle, and you will not hesitate because of the opponent's false moves, and completely hit the target you want to attack.

Tempered Body: The armor of the past has long been broken, but there is its greatness in the endless nothingness, compared to humans, the current Laurent is closer to a transformation of the symbiosis of flesh and machine, his flesh and the machine have been completely integrated, after many aspects of transformation and tempering, his height is a little shorter than the original, but he has become an unrivaled powerhouse on the battlefield, whether it is a powerful suppressive firepower, or a straight attack without fancy in close combat, he is a veritable king of battle arrays。

Charge to the Death: Use all your strength, whether it is reasonable or not, or even whether it will affect the people around you, and concentrate on a targeted charge. The charged target cannot escape, hide, or otherwise influence the charge. This charge will surely arrive, and this time the victory and defeat can only be faced head-on! A charge with a set goal, from which the enemy cannot escape, nor can Laurent himself, until one side is defeated, or someone else interferes with the course of this decisive battle.

(The small print in the first row is my first image, and the reinforcement of nothingness at the back is what I wrote casually, as the years he spent and the reinforcement he gained after he broke away from his original world.) ）