"Yikes!" rumble!!!

Wielding a chainhammer axe to split the last spider robot in half, Cullon's breathlessness chops two feet on the breaker, and these inextricable things suddenly pop up as they prepare to storm the Holy Church, and with the ubiquitous mines that catch them by surprise, but after all, they are just machines, and they can't further expand the results except for the consumption of the infidels cannon fodder they brought in.

"See the ghost's machine!" he snorted at the broken iron that was no longer active, and although it would only make his broken spiller even more dirty, the berserker only felt sick. This emotionless machine neither wails nor spews out his favorite blood when it is dismembered and shattered, and it is tasteless to fight and does not satisfy him at all. Glancing at his compatriots who were executing their prey in various poses, the Sadistic Warrior raised his hands and roared loudly:

"The lackeys of the puppet emperors are as weak as their incompetent emperors! They are delusional that this scrap metal and the ancient walls can stop us! Brothers, let's smash them from the papier-mâché castle and teach them the truth: they are sheep, we are warriors! Blood sacrifice to the god of blood!!!

"Skull sacrifice Skull !!" Although it was a completely non-nutritious speech, the surrounding Chaos Space Marines still responded enthusiastically, it is always right to praise the evil god before the battle, as for the content of the speech? Blood sacrifice to the blood god!

"Hmph!" Compared to the fanaticism of the berserkers in front of him, the leader of the tactical team, Dai Sling, looked disdainful. Mixed warbands are annoying, and a lot of things are unpredictable, but the sadistic berserkers are finally manageable, and they will pounce like hounds as long as they are given enough targets, and they are better than the stinking and split personality guys. He looked at the team members waiting for his orders, and twisted their heads to let them follow.

In short, grab a few heads, on the premise of not being accidentally injured by your own people.

Touch!

Without hesitation, Caron kicked open the slightly old but still intact gates, and walked in with his axe on his shoulders unsuspectingly. From the exterior walls, the Jungle Sanctuary has not been damaged by war, and not even the years have left a mark on it, which is not normal, because no Space Marine would abandon such an intact ruin, but the main force of the Blood Raven is spread out in the far and far from it, and the defense here is only a bunch of impervious machines and traps. There must be demons when things go wrong, but the abusive warrior is not afraid of gods and demons, and this is the attitude that Caron wants to show, and his men are clearly very supportive of this approach, striding forward in the square in front of the temple one by one, without considering whether such an act will cause them to lose a limb or even their life.

Deislin, who was hanging from his back in comparison, was about to die of restlessness, and he would rather see the Star Warriors roaring at them than be as motionless as that. Personally, they who have the blessing of the evil gods are objectively stronger, and they are not vain in frontal combat, after all, those who can do the Chaos Star Fighters are all mixed from the Star Fighters, and only the recruits who are as bright as their power armor will think that they are invincible in the world to challenge these ruffians head-on, and can tolerate their opponents who seem to rub the emperor's face on the ground... Let's hope this is a vacation given to them by the evil gods.

Facts proved that the evil god did not protect him today, and just after the Chaos Star Warrior Land entered the square one after another, the door of the Sanctuary creaked open, and suddenly the atmosphere of the entire squad froze, and even the reckless berserkers became nervous, and the team that was originally like an outing instantly turned into a swarm with a clear division of labor, and quickly occupied a favorable position in the square to prepare to meet the enemy.

Knock, knock. The familiar sound of footsteps coming from the darkness of the open door further tensed the nerves of the crowd, and the frizzy berserkers stood at the front line, their hands and feet eager to try, and the tactical squad stared at the goggles as if they were trying to spy on the enemy, all the while their feet were firmly grounded on the ground, ready to counter the recoil of the guns or slip away at any moment.

The presence in the darkness didn't make them wait for a long time, but they were all shocked when they saw a starmarine, covered in silver and dressed more gorgeous than the regimental commander, striding out, strolling down the stairs without the slightest sense of war, despite holding a cool sword in his hand, as if he were walking not to the battlefield, but to his own back garden. What is this!?Who is this clown?Dressed like a guard of honor trying to shine their kryptonite eyes with his shiny clown suit?

"Oh, ah, ah, ah! For the blood god !!" How could the berserker troops, who were even more arrogant than the Star Marines, endure the foolery of such a peacock, and rushed forward with a roar, vowing to tear this pretending god to shreds!

"!!" Caron, who was covering in the rear, scolded directly, this pig's head pulled his teammates to make the pig break his ballistics, not to mention that he didn't pay attention to the formation at all, the four-person team rushed up in a straight line to be broken one by one? You know, the Star Marines have a worrying IQ, but their equipment is not watery! I don't know if your broken axe with a meager blessing can break someone's armor!

"Ora!" Caron doesn't care so much, he has only one credo, don't be cowardly, anal front. In line with this creed, he led the charge, and in three breaths he was in front of the enemy, and the peacock did not even react at all.

I'm scared silly. Caron sneered in his heart, holding his axe high and preparing to split the costume model in two, as if he saw the panicked expression of his opponent, the blood-drinking of the great axe, the satisfaction of the evil god, the submission of Eliface to him, the see... It's dark...

Slag. This is Zhengyan's first impression of this group of intruders, Warhammer World is a world of constant war, a place where the law of the jungle is implemented, maybe the twilight human empire still has a little bit of strength to follow the unspoken rules, but the Space Marines are definitely a group of people who are supreme in ability. In particular, the traitors who threw themselves into the Chaos Evil God have become like rogues, their good equipment is basically robbed, and if the strength of the holder is not convinced, it is very likely to be pitted by their own people, so the equipment of the Chaos Space Marines basically represents their strength. As for the equipment of this group of intruders, it is called a tattered, except for a sonic boom cannon that is difficult to evaluate, the others can be said to have experienced a hundred battles all over their bodies, and the chaotic aura on their bodies is not strong, obviously a group of cannon fodder who usually can't get oil and water and can't get favor. Even if Zhengyan's Holy Shield armor is mainly improved by magic defense, it will take at least three seconds to break his armor with the chainsaw axe in their hands, and this is still the premise that the ancient goods themselves will not break the blade.

Idiot. When the berserker took the lead in charging at him, Zhengyan knew that this wave was stable, and he would be reckless without firing a shot, what kind of tactic was this? And he rushed so chaotically that he directly collapsed his formation, and thanked the emperor for giving him the first battle against the interstellar marines to match such a pig enemy, it seems that he can be super god.

Just as the axe was about to fall, the temple guards moved.

Shifting sideways and turning, the guard showed a swiftness disproportionate to his ornate appearance, and in just two movements it was already on the side of the berserker, while the latter's axe slammed into the ground, nothing but a huge crack in the hard granite floor.

Whew! Wielding his broadsword like playing golf, Zhengyan cleanly took a human head, and the blade of the sword slashed through the berserker's unprotected neck like a guillotine from the bottom up, throwing its connected head into the air, and at the same time, the greatsword was castrated and slammed into the berserker's axe that was rushing up after the senior!

Unexpectedly that the guards would be able to block his sneak attack in such a pretend execution move, Berserker 2's movements were half a beat slower, while his opponent was noticeably faster by more than a beat. With a bang, the hilt of the sword had already struck No. 2's helmet, and the force was so strong that it directly shattered the helmet, revealing the face that looked as hideous as a demon underneath. Even a berserker who was not afraid of death lost his balance after receiving a blow worthy of a warhammer, but the guards did not rush to take advantage of this opportunity to finish him off, but slammed it on his heart.

No. 2 flew upside down as if he had been hit by a chariot, and the Berserker No. 3, who was behind him, couldn't react at all and collided with him, but fortunately his center of gravity was stable enough not to be knocked down. However, before he could throw aside his teammate who was in the way in his arms, a cold feeling had already penetrated him. Weak, Three's head hung down involuntarily, and he saw the blade of the sword piercing his abdomen from the back of Two.

"Wow!! Before the guard could draw his sword, the belated Berserker Four rushed to his flank, swept across with a great axe. It's not that he's brave, he's the most brainy of the four who runs at the end, and his blood chills when he sees the death of the leader berserker. However, after a quick mental calculation, Four tragically discovers that he can't escape if he wants to live.

Not to mention the leader who was killed in seconds, no one could sustain two moves in the charge of the brave and combative berserker, and there was even a bento that was received without using one move, and in the face of such a powerful enemy, he dared to leave his back to the other party, it was really impatient. Fortunately, at this time, the god-killing weapon was still inserted in his victim's body, and he would not be able to pull it out for a while. Take advantage of this time to give him a look, not to mention cutting him, as long as he is forced to give up his weapon, and then cooperate with the rear reinforcement shooting, the counter-kill is not accurate, but the chance of survival is quite large.

Zhengyan, who had just completed a stabbing stab, smiled disdainfully when he saw No. 4's movements, and wanted to disarm him? It's not that simple! With a strong draw of both hands, he pulled out the big sword in half, and with a kneeling foot, he suddenly shrank under the wide sword body of the big sword, and easily blocked the blow of the No. 4 machine.

Four, who didn't expect the guards to kneel down voluntarily, could only watch his big axe slam into the shiny blade of the big sword, and what made him even more desperate was that his weapon was lost in the battle against the ground, the chain blade broke on the spot, and the chainsaw axe turned into a sledgehammer that was not very strong.

Zheng Yan didn't care what the other party felt, he pulled the big sword out of the skewer with both hands, and the flesh and blood splashed on Four's face with the swing of the blade, taking away his vision!

The moment his eyes darkened, the last berserker knew that his time had come, and with the chill seeping through his neck, he felt his body become lighter than ever.