Ruri Kazama's face turned pale, and she grabbed the laser rifle in her hand.

If it is said that starships and armored giants are still within his acceptable range.

The mountain was all over the place, and he could only see countless sharp sickle-shaped arthropods, and the insect tide made him a little distraught.

"How long will it take to end......?"

Ruri Kazama looked at the bright yellow figures fighting in the sea of insects in the distance, and the thought in her heart of wanting to kill each other had long since vanished.

He only wanted to end this nightmare as soon as possible now.

But what he didn't notice was that there was a strange and hideous insect in the sky wrapped in white light, with a huge head but a slender body, attracted to his fear.

……

The sky is also densely packed with all kinds of hideous Tyranid creatures, gargoyles, celestial demons, flying warriors......

The evacuation of the weepers was greatly hampered, with escorted fighter groups crashing.

At the same time, after the first round of ruthless and ruthless blows, the Tyranid ground forces began to intensify their offensive, and hatching spores continued to fall from the biological mothership that cast a huge shadow on the ground in orbit.

The current air defense of the human front can only rely on the laser guns in their hands, and the anti-aircraft artillery fire has long ceased to exist.

Katos and his Champion Guard slashed the Node creatures more slowly, as more and more spores hatched, the swarm troops evolved, and the Node creatures changed from Tyranid Warriors to Chief Samurai to the Sadistic Queen—

Katos roared, the power pack behind him giving him a powerful jump momentum.

He leaps high, the "price of victory" piercing the Sadistic Queen's skull, and the hard chitin carapace is destroyed by the decomposing force field of the blue energy of the mold lake.

Another Node creature has died.

"We're a little alone, Champion Warriors."

His champion bodyguard Felto reminded.

"How long will it take to evacuate?"

Katos drew his spear and turned with great skill to fight a Taryn warrior who had struck him.

Kill, kill, kill.

The black flame was rekindled.

The Tyranid failed to spit out deadly acid before it died, and Katos's speartip pierced its jaws and slashed it.

"I'm afraid it'll take another thirty minutes."

Ferto replied.

"Then we'll back off and give them a little more time."

Katos said.

Even though they spend most of their time killing enemies with chainsaw swords or power-powered weapons, the explosive bombs are running out of bombs as a staggering number of Zerg enemies consume one after another.

The Destroyer squad and the heavy fire bombardment of the RAND raiders covered their retreat.

……

Katos took off his badly damaged tactical helmet, revealing his handsome and resolute face, a golden spike on the forehead of his skull gleaming.

This is the service peg, meaning that he has been in the Weepers for a hundred years.

The air was filled with the gagging stench of Tyranid blood, and Katos seemed to be unaware of it, and he glanced at his helmet—the eyepiece had cracked, and a shocking scratch had nearly split the face of the helmet in half.

It was the powerful sadistic queen who caused this scar.

….

Not only the helmet, but his Seiko power armor was also covered with various scratches and strong acid corrosion marks, and the weeping logo on the shoulder armor had also become pitted.

Nightfall—double darkness, but not because the moon had turned its back to the sun, but because the sky was obscured by clouds of smoke and spore and swarms of insects in orbit.

On the horizon, tentacle-like supply ships poke their heads out of the void, held up by massive vein-filled air sacs.

The rapid expansion of the airbags had caused a rumbling sound of rubber bulging on the plains, and the capillary towers had risen from the ground to satisfy the appetite of the mother-hives like a giant chimney, as grand as any imperial industrial structure

Great.

They are spewing moving spores and microbial clouds to help the hive mothership digest better.

This satellite has come to the final stage of the digestion of the hive's will, and it will begin to taste all the biomass on this satellite-

All corpses, including the node creatures they killed, will be recycled - they are just soulless killing golems controlled by the Hive's will, and the dead flesh can be recycled into new ones.

This is the powerlessness and despair of the Emperor *** team when they fought with the Tyranids, for the will of the hive, as long as the biomass recovered is greater than the biomass consumed, it is a victory.

Today, only the last tiny piece of biomass on the satellite is still struggling, mixed with an iron will that is too hard to swallow.

The insect hordes surrounded the island, but did not attack immediately - they were not afraid, and sometimes they did so when they retreated on the battlefield for the sake of better attack.

Or rather—waiting for some powerful nodal creature to call the shots.

For example, the hive tyrant in the distance, which is as large as a small mountain.

Although it looked like a larger, more hideous Tyrannical warrior.

In fact, it is the most dangerous of all the terrestrial creatures of the Great Devourer, possessing a high level of intelligence and the embodiment of the will of the hive.

Next, if the weepers want to evacuate...... I'm afraid someone will have to stay here behind the palace.

"It's time to retreat, Brother Champion."

"We can't stay here any longer."

The weeper brothers reminded in a deep voice.

They saw the resolute look in the eyes of the youngest champion brother of the warband, and they all knew what was in his heart.

"Take them with you, and I will give them to your royal highness."

Katos shook his head, "It's my responsibility as a champion."

"It's not going to work...... The Weepers need your leadership in the future."

"You can't die here."

Tyris said in a deep voice.

"There's no reason that there are older and more experienced brothers in the warband than me."

"Don't waste your time and leave with the rest of your people and brothers."

Katos's voice grew colder, and with every second wasted, the people and servants who came to the aid behind him were less likely to flee.

「……」

The warriors looked at each other a few times, and finally laid down their weapons and performed the final salute of the Holy Blood to Katos:

"Let your soul be at the side of Holy Levets."

"You also leave."

….

Katos said to his champion guards.

"If the champions are gone, what do you need the champions to do?"

The Tyris brothers laughed heartily.

"I will fight alongside you until the beautiful death."

Brother Angels said.

"Okay."

Katos nodded, and looked at the terrifying Bugtide Tyrant in the distance:

"Then let's move on, for the sake of those who cherish it, and go to a beautiful death together."

He slammed his fist into his chest, reasserting the price of victory, and charged towards the endless sea of worms in front of him:

"For the Emperor! For the sake of Holiness!"

"For the Emperor! For the sake of Holiness!"

The champion guards shouted, following their champions and merging into the alien sea.

Their roar could not be concealed even by the roar of several Thunderhawk gunboats as they took off.

The power backpack is urged at full power, and the soul of the power armor seems to have also felt the anger and sorrow of the owner, showing it in the most perfect state.

Katos was extremely fast, and with the price of victory in one hand and the chainsaw sword in the other, he fought frantically in the sea of hives.

Kill, kill, kill.

The black flames of anger are blazing

Burn.

His champion guards also went berserk, fighting the aliens with their weapons, and using their palms when their weapons were shattered......

But despite their fury, defeat was doomed.

One by one, the champion guards of Katos fell.

Tyris was cut in half by a chief samurai;

Angel was grabbed by dozens of Celestial Demons and torn apart in the air;

The acid fired by a cloud of cannonballs melted Ferto......

By the time Katos rushed to the Hive Tyrant to confront him and his tyrant guard, he was the only one left, and his brothers who had been fighting with him for a hundred years were dead.

His Finely Powered Armor is also shattered, and the abominable Tyranid creatures are gnawing at his superhuman body, trying to burrow into him and taste the delicious blood of angels.

But Katos didn't realize it, anger burning in his eyes, the hive tyrant was taller than the dreadnought, covered in a thick, hideous chitin carapace, and its fists were connected to four matching psionic blades, heavy and cruel like a cutter.

The Weeper Champion Katos faces the Hive Tyrant.

…… Or rather.

Saint Les confronts Horus.

"Horus! You traitor! You have betrayed us!"

After tenaciously enduring more than a dozen times on the brink of Black Fury, Katos took the initiative to embrace Black Fury in his rage.

The greatest drawback of the Weepers' genetic seeds was thoroughly manifested decades ago, because of their soft hearts, they would be even more painful when they were tormented by the Black Fury.

In psionic hallucinations, Horus the Calmer stands as huge as a giant on the battlefield, his charismatic smile that makes him ruthless.

Arrogance replaces self-confidence, and wisdom shines in noble eyes, where the fallen power of the ancient evil gods burns......

The power of his fury caused him to launch a desperate attack on the Tyrant Guardian in a frenzy.

A pitch-black fury was engulfing his consciousness, reaching the edge of darkness with the fall of the Father of Genes, Holy Celes.

….

[I have known an old book friend for ten years to recommend to me to chase books, @

Si took a deep breath, and the soul reached out to grasp the golden lightning.

"Boom!"

The Deflan III satellite lit up with a golden light that was even brighter than the sun, and the hive mothership hovering above the satellite's orbit was pierced through the massive hull by a golden blade that burned with fire!

The mothership let out a wail and fell down the surface of the satellite with flames.

Another blade slashed, and a brilliant golden sword mark was drawn over the world of Devran II, and countless hive fleets were reduced to ashes.

……

「！

！」

Katos woke up and saw the black wall in front of him.

The golden wings of light behind him became more condensed and shining.

Dragons: Lu Mingfei returning from Warhammer.

White Chapel