The raid of the Nezumi Assassin Master [Master of Death] Snich destroyed the entire battlefield command system, and the troops that had been discharged completely turned into independent camps without any command.

And the warriors of Astarte have always used the light of the Black King Akhan as a beacon to fight around their king, and have never lost their way.

The warriors of the City of Redemption, with the exception of veteran warriors who constantly shoot with guns in the city's defenses, and a few veterans of the undead city militia forces who were left behind to defend the city, have all embraced Akhhan's spells and transformed them into powerful heroic warriors.

The terrible news that the command positions were raided and the Sigmar Emperor himself was assassinated seriously hit the morale of the entire army.

Clarke, the leader of one of the two archery legions, was ruthlessly assassinated by the ruthless nezumi assassin elite, and everyone in the entire legion was infected by the virus spread by the nezumi assassins.

Yi could only reluctantly lead this broken force to suppress the Brotherhood assault motorsports convoy in the distance, and the effect was extremely poor, but there was no way.

After all, the other battlefield areas have been completely caught in a scorching melee, and without command and elite bows and arrows, they can only shoot at the relatively wide steel and iron bones that are separated from their own warriors, obviously there will be no results, but there is nothing to do.

Fabius Spair was furious, and he attacked wildly, even preparing to burn his own soul to break the deadlock.

The leader of the Calga War was stabbed by the rat assassin's thistle, and one leg completely lost his instincts, but he was still standing on his feet.

More Bitter Springs Brotherhood light infantry and mercenaries of all races finally arrived and joined the battlefield, instantly blocking the path of the Ultramarines to help the Warlord.

There were more and more wounds on Dorn's body, and some of them could even see the bones of Bai Sensen, but the angry swordsman still attacked wildly, facing the raging orc boss without retreating.

Kelly still silently looked at St. Giles, who had completely regained his composure, and did not take any action. She knew very well that this man still had hole cards, and definitely more than one.

The current situation is good for the city of redemption, but it will never last forever, Kelly knows what St. Giles is waiting for and what she is gambling on, but she is willing to believe in the person she has always loved, so Kelly is also betting on this matter at this time.

Two people, like crazy gamblers facing a game of guessing the size of the game, put all their chips on opposite points, but the gamble is indeed the fate of everyone, including himself.

The battle is on, but it's not just this one battlefield.

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"Jack, one more round of flames, I'm almost out of it!!"

Paladin Anderson stood among the mountains of corpses, his hands and face already disfigured by blood and dirt.

The advanced transformation of the Holy See of the Pure Church and the body blessed by the goddess herself allowed the warrior to tell rebirth at the speed of a troll, and his unwavering faith made him not afraid of pain.

However, when the seventy-centimeter sword faced the sheer numerical violence of the Death Watch Heavy Infantry Regiment, it was really a little powerless.

Every once in a while, Jack, who was waiting for the power claw to cool, would rain down the flames of the Dimensional Stone filled with terrifying heat energy on the enemy in front of him, which was the only time to make the priest's pressure a little less. After taking a breath, the enemy rushed forward again.

The cycle went on and on, and the two venerable warriors didn't know how long they had held out, but they knew that if Kelly's reinforcements didn't arrive, they would have to hold on.

They would never give up on the young man they had protected in the middle, because both of them had already recognized this powerful but pure warrior from the bottom of their hearts.

Deathwatch's unique command system plays a crucial role in this time.

In non-combat moments, this entire legion is the "secret service" of the outer perimeter of the Sigmar Imperial Palace and the Emperor himself.

These warriors were directly under the command of Marshal Sigismund and Marshal Fabius, and in order to be self-consistent in wartime, they were managed by five inquisitors in the absence of the marshal, and these five inquisitors were also in charge of the defense and defense of the entire Imperial Palace, so they did not appear in this expedition at the same time.

Lady Greyfax, Inquisitor of Heresy, was sent into battle as a warrior specializing in fighting humans. This brave and strong-willed woman is a legend of the Empire, worshipped and feared by every warrior at the same time.

【Alien Inquisitor】Caldo Drago is the most powerful of the Inquisitors in melee combat and against evil powers, his True Silver Sword and Shining Blessed Silver Armor have given this nearly three-meter-tall strong man unimaginably powerful combat power, and in his decades of life, he has been chopping melons and vegetables to quell the demonic invasions that often arise throughout the vast Sigmar Empire.

The two Inquisitors fought wordlessly beside Marshal Sigismund's car, the arrogant fortress of the super-heavy chariot, and watched as the crowd drowned out the holy paladin killing his own soldiers, but they did not say a word.

"Aren't you going to kill him?"

Sigismund was still squinting, drowsy, looking at the chaotic battle line with no match, and this scene had been going on for a long time.

"No, my lord, I have no right to judge him" Grefax, the voice of the battle inquisitor who once judged an entire renegade army and hanged everyone on a cliff, was unexpectedly elegant, completely similar to the hoarse and hideous war cry of the battle.

"His heart is purer than even mine, an enemy but not a heretic, I—can't do it."

The Inquisitor's sword was inserted into the ground, and Grefax did not move, still looking at the fighting figure with a wistful expression.

"Neither can I."

Inquisitor Drago's words were always few, but they were concise and to the point, which only aroused Sigismund's curiosity.

"Huh?"

The marshal's gaze was fixed on the face of the man with the graceful beard, but the proud and humble warrior did not react.

"He doesn't have even the slightest demonic energy in him, he's pure, so pure, it's unbelievable, I don't think I can do it."

The three of them stopped talking, and they all watched as the man was pierced by the spear, and in another moment, he pulled out his spear and slashed several warriors away.

"What about adults? Not interested in such a powerful warrior? ”

Greyfax seems to know his immediate boss better, trying to break the awkward atmosphere.

The silence lasted for a long time, and just when both inquisitors thought they would not be answered, Sigismund suddenly spoke.

"He's just too weak, just like you."