Red plasma poured out of Alphonse's shoulder blade, but did not drip down his arm to the ground, and the prosthetic modifiers did not have red blood cells in the biological sense, only crimson nanobots with specialized repair abilities flowing in their veins.

While the nanobots were repairing their tendons, the victorious sword guards beside Company Commander Cargnon had already struck at him.

Being able to wear this Seiko power armor and put on the blood-stained Warband Holy Relic Cloak in itself shows the strong combat effectiveness and rich combat experience of this group of veterans.

The Unforgivable stabbed the Empire's allies with the finest swordsmanship and swiftest movements, and there was no flaw in their mastery of combat.

Outside the shelter, there was a sudden sound of firefighting, the hum of plasma clusters and the thunderous explosion of explosive guns.

There is no doubt that the nearly 500 Death Stalker fighters on standby have also taken action. In order to erase the traces of the existence of the fallen angels, and to protect the name of the dark angels from being defiled, they did not hesitate to raise their butcher knives against the followers of the Bullet Star.

In an instant, the blazing blade severed the skin and muscles of Alphons' neck—and then slammed into his spine.

"Strengthen bones."

The fierce-eyed Chang Sheng Sword Guard saw through the reason at a glance, and in the next moment, a second power sword plunged into Alphonse's body through the gap in his ribs, slicing through the artificial pectoral muscles woven of reinforced fibers. And then it got stuck in the bones.

The two sword guards quickly retreated, and their vast experience in fighting psionics caused them to immediately abandon their longsword that they could not draw, and as they stepped back with great skill, they poured fire on the two longswords stuck in Alvons' neck and chest with the blaster gun in their left hand. At the same time, the fighting brothers behind them had also changed their magazines, and after killing the other two preachers in the room at the cost of four killed, all the attention of the whole team was focused on Alphonse.

Company Commander Cargnon was a little puzzled at first, why Alphonse didn't fight back as hard as other prosthetic reformers, and this doubt quickly disappeared.

At some point, the space around Alphonse began to distort slightly, and the projectiles and plasma beams that were fired at his body were deflected, creating a faint outline of a human body on the wall floor.

He turned off his pain perception module and calmly bit open a small packet of well-sealed psionic dust with his teeth, sucking the crystal dust inside into his nose.

The environment inside the shelter was extremely dreary and oppressive at this moment, and the sword guards beside Company Commander Cargnon could clearly feel a complex mixture of sadness, anger, and doubt spread out around Alphons's body, shaking their minds, a precursor to the loss of control of the psykers.

"The psionic strength is at least α, and it continues to get stronger...... Stop him! ”

Due to the rampant interstellar spirit mouth trade, the Death Stalkers warband are no strangers to the evil method that can burn living spirits into dust, and Company Commander Cargnon recognized what Alphons was sucking, and felt palpitations and some doubts at the same time.

Isn't this thing just for powering psionic devices......?

The Space Marines moved faster than they thought, and Cargnon rushed in front of Alphonse with his sword in hand, raising the power sword in his hand and quickly stabbing an extremely superb blow.

Then, he died.

Huge pressure appeared on everyone present like a mountain, and this pressure was not simply from top to bottom, but centered on the human body, and every direction was subjected to very even inward pressure.

A blue-purple glow rolled down Alphons' eyes like tears, sliding down his cheeks, and the Space Marine's terracotta power armor cracked into circles of flower-like fine cracks under extreme pressure, reminiscent of a long-extinct Terra plant, the lotus.

Blood-stained lotus-like cracks bloomed one by one on the armor of the company commander of Carnion, flesh and steel, will and soul, everything a warrior had passively curled up under this desperate extreme spiritual pressure, and finally—

There was a dull thud, and a ball crushed by organic flesh and inorganic armor landed on the blood-stained floor.

Alphonse watched the balls fall to the ground in front of him, his gaze calm, unable to react to it.

Inside the survival pod, Milak was still sleeping quietly. Outside the sanctuary, the conflict between the Death Stalkers and the Order of Truth intensifies.

Lystia and the others, who were busy directing the parts recovery and installation machine, didn't understand why the Emperor's Angel of Death would launch a surprise attack on them, and they even had some luck that "this might be a misunderstanding", trying to resist the other party's attack while trying to communicate with them and resolve the misunderstanding.

But with the extinguishing of the biological signal on behalf of the scientific director, there is no room for the alleged misunderstanding, and even if the death stalkers immediately stop their attacks and demand a negotiated solution, they will not accept it.

Contrary to the original defensive posture, the various banshee brigades that received the attack order completely let go of their hands and feet.

In the blink of an eye, the high-speed spirit bone fighters coated with iron gray broke through the sound barrier and burst into the battlefield, firmly grasping the air supremacy with strong air superiority.

While the interceptors controlled by the Death Chaser Warband fell from the sky one after another, the greedy assault force piloting the Saker hovercraft also forced their way through the rapid maneuver beyond the reaction limit of the Space Marines, piercing the steadily advancing mobile armored position, and immediately launched a bloody massacre of the gunners deployed behind the position.

The wind-breaking sound of the hovercraft was fleeting and ghostly across the battlefield, and the elves' high-speed maneuvers were always overwhelming their enemies, but if it was our strength, it would be a different story.

The banshees roam the battlefield with the grace of a civet, and the lobbyist mechs equipped to them by the Order of Truth are equipped with special circuits that can channel and amplify psionic energy, which further increases the speed of movement in accordance with the conditions of the elves themselves, allowing them to walk on the tip of the knife with ease, shuttling between the gunfire.

The girls' dexterous and graceful posture is difficult for even the most powerful Space Marines to capture, and often before they can realize that the enemy is close, Astarte's head leaves his body, and five Astarte companies of nearly 500 men are quickly reduced in this massacre.

The speed of the reversal of the tide of battle was almost desperate, and one couldn't help but think: perhaps only the supreme masterpiece of human emperor genetic engineering, the Forbidden Army, could compete with this group of killing machines armed to the hair......

However, at the same time that the spirit clan banshee swept the battlefield with a devastating force, a huge shadow quietly covered the sky above the pyramid.

(End of chapter)