Since the capture of the fortress, the Imperial Guard has survived the night, plus one morning, almost 16 standard terra-hours, just looking at their merits, it can be regarded as a full effort, because during this time, they slaughtered enough living corpses to fill a standard nest square several times, and the flesh and blood alone can cover the blade of the honor of the statue of the Emperor God in the square.

This once aristocratic city has been covered in carnage and madness, projectiles, fragments, fortresses and sentinels everywhere in the streets, corpses or scattered weapons, craters made by explosives, flamethrowers burned into buildings, abandoned car bodies, both civilian and military, in just 10 hours, this place has gone from the Garden of Eden to hell.

And the demons that live here are the Empire's jungle warriors, the gods of war called Katachan, on the ground floor of a room that is no different from the ruins, between the pieces of iron, these supermen are as inconspicuous as insects, and quiet.

They had captured a large amount of munitions after the early morning assault and defense a few hours earlier, but they did not hinder the enemy's efforts to bring back the corpses of their own men, both because the number of Katakans left behind was too small, and partly because they were unable to handle them, and were taken away just to avoid the plague.

It's just that today's temperature has inexplicably begun to rise, and many soldiers feel as if they are back in the forest, and this force of about 20 people is also grasping the arteries of war at this moment, that is, intelligence and the responsibility of hindering the enemy's attack speed.

At this point, at noon, the Master Chief pinched out a rich slimy individual ration, which was only rubbish compared to the crafts of the Lettling Kids, but it provided water, nutrition, satiety, and was not tasty when it was necessary to maintain personal combat effectiveness.

The contents of the jelly snack packages sold in stores like the middle of the nest were not even as delicious as those of a dead mouse, but it was still useful when he and his brother were crawling in the ruins, burned by the flames, and covering himself with pieces of iron.

He quickly and carefully packed the shriveled bag into his pocket, it was hard to imagine that the small food package barely made any sound, and it was clear that this seemingly plastic thing was not plastic.

It was only at the end of this short and uncomfortable meal that he heard a voice that did not belong to this world as a drop of dust fell on the sergeant's short hair.

He gestured to his brothers to be quiet and vigilant, and then they saw an army swaggering through the dilapidated streets, an army that did not belong to the mortal world, to be exact.

Flaming weapons, bright red demons carrying filthy banners, heavy demon engines, skull cannons encircled by twisted flesh hounds, heavy red gold wrapped in gotigote gold, Sadistic vanguards riding their chariots, brass engines powered by endless psionic energy......

The flaming sword was burning, the blood sword was scarlet, the blood-stained banner was floating with the air, the legendary thing was walking on the ground, and the demon, the concept naturally came out of the mind of the Master Chief, who couldn't help but hold his breath as he watched the metal bull of steel walk past him, and watched the sadistic minions called vamplitists gasp in embarrassment.

They came, this group of monsters that appeared for some reason, appeared on this battlefield, the Master Chief had a very ugly face, he had heard rumors of demons, but he never thought that this terrible thing would be born here.

And his beast-like instinct quickly locked on the commander of this army among a large number of monsters, which was only significantly higher than the other vulters, and his whole body was covered in armor similar to adamantite, you know, even the most elite casting world in the empire could hardly make heavy gold essence into armor, so that thing was definitely not adamantite.

He thought it was a very precious metal, and the demon was carrying, like a heavy metal motorcycle, two-wheeled, but more massive than a motorcycle, and the tires were thick enough to rival the stability of a four-wheel drive, and even a track.

The tire was enough to crush a man, and God knows what drove it forward, but it certainly wasn't mortal energy, and the demon with only armor, a battle banner on its back, and a cloak must be their commander, the champion of the gods.

And the Sadist is not only the Lord of Blood, the Lord of Wrath, but also the King of Forging, those subtle things are in the hands of this destroyer, as long as it is a weapon, the King of Brass will be happy to forge those filthy and blood-stained metals again and again.

The legion from the High Heaven was encroaching on the area, and the officers of Katachan made a gesture to ask some of the brothers to go around cover and report from the rear of the battle line, and the demon force would then run into a minefield if it moved forward.

The officer followed them like ghosts with the rest of his troops, trying to witness how this non-existent unit would deal with the cuties hidden in the ruins, and at the same time try to assess the combat effectiveness of this legion as accurately as possible.

They tried to be as careful as possible, and their voices were soft, and they kept their distance, for fear that those things would have some terrible abilities, and although the Katachans had tried to be as stealthy as possible, and the Dreadtrophobs were not good at scouting, the furious demons soaring in the sky were also full of threats.

Fortunately, with the emperor's blessing, a large number of bunkers and Katachan's superb tactical maneuvers sheltered them, and the Katakan soldiers who had bypassed the bunkers in advance also informed the stormtroopers who were defending here, and now only the most basic defense was left in this area, that is, a small temporary minefield composed of about 300 fragmentation mines.

The tracking of his colleagues during this period of time also made the Katachans realize that the anti-reconnaissance ability of this unit is much higher than that of the mortal army, and the bloody flesh hound, the kind of blue creature with a cortical scarf similar to the open neck of a salamander, can accurately sense the breath of a living person, although the principle is unclear, but it is very deadly.

The furious demons hovering in the sky were like servo skulls, even more agile, and the extraordinary and psionic nature of this team made them even more dangerous, and wherever they walked, houses would burn, mirrors would crack, temperatures would rise abnormally, and the air would smell like rotten eggs like sulfur.

Their existence has changed abnormally in the real world, and at the same time, the Katachan soldiers have also realized that the existence of this group of demons is a terrible mental pressure for ordinary people, and elites like them who can calmly gather intelligence are rare in the Empire.

Master Chief calculated so, and saw that the enemy was approaching a minefield, which was full of mines behind cover, and he wanted to see those things have a little effect on the enemy, only as the army drew closer, the flesh hounds suddenly let out an unpleasant and high-pitched howl.

Next, the vamplet with the flaming spear approached the weapon and stabbed the area with a sharp bladed spear, and then, the heat caused the charge to explode, and the demon was shaken away by the explosion, but the deadly heat and fragments had little effect on them.

The heat could not kill the demon, or even cause a wound, and the fragments were embedded in its body, and although it howled, the wounds healed quickly, encasing the fragments inside.

The Master Chief guessed that the unit had a lot of experience in warfare against humans, and that, like the blue half-human, half-demon monster, it had a powerful healing ability that could not be expelled without psionic or complete tearing it to pieces.

In this way, although the size of this force is less than three thousand, the firepower that it may bear is far higher than that of ordinary people, you must know that the fragments embedded in the flesh and blood are enough for mortals to die several times, and even if it is pierced in the head, it is just a matter of shaking its head......

He made sign words at the moment, asking the others to take a detour, but at this moment, they didn't notice that after the explosion, the angry demons startled by the explosion circled around, and an inconspicuous little demon happened to discover their hiding place, and at the same time let out an ugly howl as sharp as a fingernail scrape.

"Damn it!" The Master Chief raised his weapon in an instant, and the beam of deflagration quickly pierced through the hovering demon, this disgusting thing began to fall rapidly, it looked like a small vamplet without horns, but with wings, at this moment it was completely penetrated by the heat, and then fell straight down, shattering its body and bones, dissipating into the real universe, turning into a cloud of purple smoke.

At the same time, the Katachans withdrew as fast as they could, but the demon's forces did not attack in full, and in order not to reveal their positions and carry out the strategic deployment of the advance at the same time, they only arranged a few angry demons, a few flesh hounds, a dozen vending ghosts and a terrorist vanguard to chase the Katachans.

Even that interrupted Sergeant Katachan's thoughts, the demons were far faster than they looked, and as he ran for his life, he raised his weapon and shot at the furious demons who were chasing through the sky and revealing their location, and kicked away the hounds that weren't part of the real world.

His brother fired a flare to warn the army of the enemy's position, and that bright red flew into the artificial sky, and in the distant manor of Bandertar, the Imperial Guard, who was resting, saw the vigilance and immediately stopped for lunch, took up arms and reported to the officers.

The lieutenant was well rested at the moment, and although the overuse of stimulants and caffeine had made him look a little tired, he was barely back in the state of war.

He asked the lieutenant. "What, it's Katachan's signal that the enemy is coming back?"

The lieutenant replied. "No, it's ...... Demons, the scouts report, they saw demons! ”

"Demons? No kidding! Those who are just deceiving children, how can there be demons in this world......" The captain was a little incredulous, he had his own views on faith and piety, he was influenced by Alan Beyer, he was quite materialistic, such a concept was also quite common within Skadi.

The chief of staff spoke at this moment. "Demons don't don't exist, I've heard many rumors in my military career, and I've seen relics of demonic body parts, but I didn't expect those things to be here."

"Don't panic, I'm here to communicate with the soldiers, this is just an ordinary enemy, at best it looks terrifying, no different from the alien."

"Excuse me, Chief of Staff, I can't imagine that the soldiers would think of this information this way without you, it's just that we lack experience in fighting demons......" the lieutenant said with a sad face.

The second lieutenant spoke. "It doesn't matter what the devil is, I believe that there is nothing that can't be solved by shooting, think about it, how many cows, ghosts, snakes and gods we have seen along the way, the biggest one can only be solved by using nuclear bombs and naval guns, those things are still walking in this world, I think, a few hot melts can make them evaporate!"

This is not arrogance, since humans can exist to this day, then there is no such thing as invincible creatures in this world, and the second lieutenant is also confident and calm, and he swears that there is nothing in this world that cannot be killed!

In reality, this news is not very powerful, as most of the Skadi veterans have seen the death of the Great Demon and the fact that they have dealt with the demon host on the shipwrecked space ship and killed the weird mechanical flesh in Pan Lan.

There was no shortage of demons or monsters in this world, and demons were far less important to them than a meal, and that thing interrupted their lunch, and the anger that had not yet dissipated had not yet dissipated when it interrupted their lunch.

At this point, the Skadian people were ready to attack, they looked to the southwest, and the enemy also arrived dozens of minutes later, the Skullsnatcher, the Hunter of Torture, this invincible demon raised his bloody sword, and in the sound of the crazy war horn, mortals only felt pain, but the Skadian people were determined, they raised their weapons, took aim, and looked directly at those disgusting monsters.

Soon, their bright red legions began to charge, this legion that seemed to have no guns was strange, but they were not short of heavy weapons, dozens of bone cannons began to fire terrible projectiles, those heavy bombardments were hindered by the Void Shield, seeing that the effect was not good, the Champion of Torture quickly changed his tactics.

The vamplitians suddenly began to charge, their flesh and blood passing through the Void Shield, the terrible demons who loved human flesh and looked forward to the Skadi warriors fighting them.

Dozens of throne engines rushed forward, as well as several steel oxen, war units known as the Bloodgrinders, whose heavy adamantite armor rendered ordinary weapons ineffective.

This unit looks primitive, like the ancient Roman chariot formations or the savage Vikings armed with swords, but in fact the Brass Lord did appear far beyond the time of human existence.

At the beginning of the Battle for Ancient Heaven, the subspace power awoke early and began to wait for his annoying brothers or sisters, and now he is the most powerful force in this world, and he has not changed his primitive war habits.

At this moment those tendencies were absorbed by his legions, and each demon was a fragment of the gods, his will, a part of him, those terrible things roared, and the vamplet broke through the void shield, and the body drew transparent ripples, and then the heavy bomb and the deflagration beam began in unison.

The war has become unstoppable......

(End of chapter)