Chapter 401: Gone Forever
++ Think of the Day: The seeds of empire are watered with the blood of heroes. ++
"Slaanesh's trick was the most sinister of himself, and it may be the biggest loss he has suffered in thousands of years."
Race the Fleers on the Emperor-class battleship, Ludwig." Goethe watched the scene quietly. The most famous incarnation of this high-ranking god and demon will not easily change his coordinates, and this time he deliberately rushed to the Warhammer 40K plane from the core base of the scientific and technological alliance, and must have his own calculations.
Leaning on the chess pieces laid on Su Jing's body, the emperor personally confronted him head-on. Let him lose almost a dozen Demon Prince-level Chaos Power on Su Jing - this is not the same as creating an ordinary Demon Prince, this power cannot be recovered, even for Slaanesh, this power is enough to make his flesh ache. It seems that Su Jing has risen to the peak level of six stars in one go, but interestingly, Su Jing has used chaos magic on a large scale in battle, causing the entire living planet to be polluted by the magic power of Slaanesh - in this way, he is not completely at a loss. β
"Soβcan you tell that Slaanesh's target is biotechnology in the outer universe?"
The magician stood in front of the porthole, staring out the crystal window at the decaying planet. After more than ten minutes of continuous global decay, the worm star began a strange evolution, the magic of chaos began to strengthen itself, and the original regular planetary structure was gradually reborn into a demonic demon seed.
"Without the impetus of Slaanesh, it would be difficult to achieve the effect of polluting the entire planet in a short period of time with the flow of chaotic magic released by Su Jing alone. I wonder if my dear disciple himself has taken this into account...... If he even counts that......"
When he said "my dear disciple" in a slightly frivolous tone. Lu Mengyao saw the incarnation of the God of Machines out of the corner of her eye, and the corners of her mouth curved slightly. It's not malicious, magicians judge by their own experience. He had no ill will towards Su Jing.
But there is no excessive kindness either...... Unfortunately, the subtle connection between him and Princess Celestia cannot be fully explained.
"Compared to the original owner, the planet can now be said to be occupied by Slaanesh. I'm afraid it's even worse than before. β
The girl with long purple hair sat next to a few cases with a pile of documents, which were lined up with personnel information. She took out several profiles and put them on top.
"But maybe...... There will be a turnaround, too. This team, in fact, has a stronger survivability than we imagined. In the local proverb, 'the emperor keeps an eye on them'. β
The purple-haired girl swiped her long fingers through the files.
"Known as the 'Wanderer's Squad,' Ai. Progast's team of inquisitors has repeatedly accomplished almost impossible tasks. Everyone in the team is the top elite of the original army, and their resumes are all particularly exaggerated...... This lone wolf screwed off the head of the sadistic champion fighter in a one-on-one duel, wow. It's scary. I also had the experience of going head-to-head with the Great Demon and survived...... The political commissar is the first graduate of the Loyal Heir Academy, once infiltrated the front line behind enemy lines with a company-level team, and directly blew up the opponent's regimental headquarters, and encountered the Zerg tyrant in the space hulk ship with the Space Marines? What does this 'Demon of Slaanesh' mean?! β
"Look at his picture." Lu Mengyao reminded, "I have met him a few times, and it is the first time I have met a man who can be comparable in appearance to Su Jing. β
ββ¦β¦ Oh. I get it...... Since it's such a powerful team, maybe it can do a miracle this time. The girl looked up expectantly.
Marvel...... You can't wait. The magician lit a cigarette and used it to adjust his heart rate, in the midst of many of the endings he had foreseen. There is also such a future. Su Jing, the man who once changed himself, may die in which corner he will die one day, and he did not achieve the kind of romantic ending he has been talking about.
At the very least, you'll have to drag me to death with you. You stupid little grown-up fool. Always like to drag others down...... Then I can complain and fight alongside you. I really don't want to take on this burden at all and run a team...... If you die, I'll run away with the money right away......
Don't die.
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"Think in the direction of good Lu, at least we know what Lu Dao is fighting with now." The commissar severed the head of a flesh-and-blood demon with a sword. Took a slight breather.
A few minutes ago, the crowd finally figured out what they were facing. In tainted twisted flesh. The demons of Slaanesh emerge from corruption, resembling a strange combination of insects, demons, women, and machines. These gaudy things approached with horrible chants, screaming and trying to tear them to shreds.
As the planet's structure shrinks and twists, many rifts are created inside the planet. They were currently on the edge of a rift, a pulsating vein as thick as a mountain lay on the opposite side of the rift, leading to the depths of the planet, and the four of them struggled to navigate through the physical structure, and small groups of flying demons continued to pour out of the deep valley, harassing their progress.
"The forces of chaos are still transforming this planet, so we have less than half an hour to go. If we wait until Slaanesh completely corrupts the planet, we'll all be dead. The commissar was a little hysterical, and he was calm in the face of a mortal situation, but when a glimmer of hope appeared in front of him, Donn appeared inexplicably manic.
"Ragnar - Lord Ragnar. Please reply when you hear it. A cacophony of gunfire came from the Inquisitor's headphones, and it took a long time for a clear voice to be heard, and a hoarse voice answered her call.
ββ¦β¦ They were a mile away. β
The distant gunfire was so close that the Inquisitors' squad could hear it. The five of them adjusted slightly and headed towards the spot where the gunfire erupted.
Not long after, a group of space warriors dyed purple in blood came into everyone's field of vision. This group of warriors, with their strength and agility beyond mortals, even beyond ordinary space marines, is tearing left and right in the swarm of demons. The strongest of them was tall, with power armor all over his body covered with Fenris's unique amulets, and long hair tied into high moxican braids. Hold a two-handed chainsaw heavy sword. With astonishing dexterity and rage, he slashed left and right through the hordes of demons, each sword tearing through the body of a demon.
"All the killers. Ragnar 'Blackmane', the youngest wolf owner ever seen by a wolf pack. and his Dalian. Yarrow hadn't come out of his grief yet, but as he gazed at the gifted young king, his eyes still glowed with pride, "It could be the greatest wolf lord of all time." Hey, maybe in another 100 years, he'll be a wolf. β
"It's also very likely that you'll become a dead wolf right away." Suzanne said coldly. Before Yarrow could react, the Battle Nun unfurled her wings of light, grabbed the Storm Hammer in her hand, and leaped to her feet. Fly towards the wolves.
It looked like there were more than a hundred wolves left, and the demons surrounding them were more than five times larger. Although the wolves built a solid network of firepower, the endless stream of demons squeezed in with their numerical superiority, so that the wolves raised their melee weapons one after another and entered hand-to-hand combat.
"In the name of the Emperor of Men!"
The storm hammer slammed into the ground, and the ripples of holiness spread in all directions like shock waves. The demons who were touched by the ripples turned into powder. The Living Saint's Evil Destroying Strike instantly burned hundreds of low-level demons, and when she raised the war hammer in her hand, the Chastity Seal emitted a dazzling light, and the rest of the demons fled one after another.
The Inquisitor flipped over a purple-black vine. Walk past the wolves who were sorting out their equipment in the gaps in the battle and head towards Ragnar. The unruly warriors did not react to the sudden appearance of the group, even in the face of Progast, who wore the Inquisitor's badge on his chest, until Yarrow approached them. The wolves took it a little more seriously.
ββ¦β¦ What do you command, Your Excellency? To be clear, I appreciate your help. But I only have four of the seven teams left in my hands now, and if I have to carry out some mission to send me to death, I don't mind sending me to death. But the success rate of the mission may decrease......"
Blackmane Ragnar, who was more than a meter taller than Progaste, glanced at the Inquisitor's anomalous multiarms. He grabbed a handful of special dry food mixed with dried meat and stuffed it into his mouth, and his sharp fangs easily chopped up pieces of food that were as hard as stones.
"Slaanesh is trying to transform it into a gateway between the subspace and the real universe, a living nest of fear, a planet where biotechnology will bring endless armies to the gods...... We're going to destroy it before it leaps into subspace with the planet. β
"Am I not clear enough? Lord Progaster, I am not afraid to fight to the death, but you have at least shown me the possibility of success. Ragnar scratched his beard irritably.
"Yarrow." The Inquisitor snapped his fingers. The lone wolf stepped forward and grabbed more than twenty spherical metal devices from his backpack.
The young wolf lord stared at the explosives that could tear the mountain over, and fell into thought.
"He's watching us." The inquisitor pushed back, "For the first time in 10,000 years, it's really watching us. β
"Damn." Ragnar cursed in a low voice, "Brothers, die with me!" But pull this damn star along! β
"Roar!!"
The scarred wolf raiders raised their blood-soaked weapons and roared loudly.
"Well, the simplest plan is this. We descend along the passage to the bottom of the planet. And then put the nukes in what seemed to hurt the most, and blow them up - I don't think we'll ever come back. There are twenty-three here, which means that twenty-three need to be sent to death. Plus the battles along the way, and my brothers will fill it in together. Retreat while we get to work. There's a Thunderhawk that's about seven or eight miles away, and I'll mark the coordinates for you. β
"The God-Emperor is with you." Progaste gave a military salute.
"Let's go."
The five members of the Inquisitor squad crossed the weary wolves, the warriors of Fenris showing no fear in the face of their mortal mission. Yarrow stood still, and the Inquisitor turned to look at him.
ββ¦β¦ I want to stay. Yarrow said.
"I'll give you permission to leave." After a few seconds of silence, the inquisitor spoke briefly.
"I will remember the days when I fought with you...... For the rest of my life. Yarrow seemed to want to say something, but he just ripped off the wolf tooth amulet from his chest and threw it over. The inquisitor grabbed it.
The three watched as the wolf walked back to his compatriots, and one by one the Space Marines stood up and slapped him on the arm and back. A rune sacrifice began to sing softly, and everyone began to respond. It was the tragic poem that circulated in the Fangs Fortress on the planet Fenris, "Riemannlus is gone". The Space Wolf's genetic protogenone mysteriously disappeared one night after the Great Rebellion had subsided with all of his Guards samurai (except for the youngest Bjorn), and most believed to have embarked on a hunt of no return in order to finish off his old enemy.
Now only Ai is left in the inquisitor's ranks. Progaste himself, Eric. Donn and Suzanne. Defes.
"I used to think of them as rude savages, but ......," the living saint whispered, but the commissar immediately rudely interrupted her: "Shut up! β
Surprisingly, the Battle Nun didn't talk back. She just turned her head and silently headed towards the evacuation point.
Heroes do not need the sympathy and understanding of others. Don took off his big-brimmed hat, and the song of the wild wolf continued to flutter in the distance. They just do what they think they should do. (To be continued......)
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