Under Chuck's leadership, the remaining Chaos Space Marines, including the thousands of surviving mortal cultists, were all brought together.

They are going to make the final charge and kill this cage woven by the lackeys of the puppet emperor.

"There is no doubt that warriors who believe in abusiveness have always been able to use their bravery to overcome the intrigues of their enemies."

In the crowded hall, the Chaos Lord stood in front of the army, his voice sonorous and powerful.

"If everyone else can do it, so can we!"

"The dark gods are watching us, and they are looking forward to what we do!"

Chuck glanced at the crowd as if the Powers of Destruction were witnessing through his eyes.

The cultists became fanatical, chanting aloud words of praise to the dark gods.

"If one day we become something powerful that can make the entire galaxy tremble, this battle today will undoubtedly be the beginning of our destiny."

"Those puppet emperor lackeys are not our opponents, they only deserve to be a stepping stone for our promotion!"

"Ravage them, crush them, the road to glory is ahead!"

"Blood sacrifice to the blood god, skull sacrifice to the skull!"

The traitors shouted a war cry of terror, their hands held high, their bodies bathed in blood, like mad beasts, eager to calm their endless anger with slaughter.

Seeing that the emotions of the troops had been completely stirred, Chuck took the lead, led the only remaining blood army, and rushed out of the fortress with great momentum.

The sadistic warriors swept through the deep and dark passages of the stronghold like a scarlet whirlwind.

In the passage, the soldiers of the empire were still cautiously groping their way forward.

The pirate stronghold was already full of traps and hidden passages, coupled with endless firepower points and defense lines, Wei Mu had the idea of training, so that the soldiers' advance speed was never fast.

It's slow, but it's methodical.

The enemy's power is being eaten away all the time, and they can't hold out for long.

The Imperials had also envisioned a desperate charge from the enemy, as the Sadist Believers could do anything recklessly.

It's just that the soldiers didn't expect the enemy's counterattack to come so quickly and so fiercely.

They are attacking the zone of defense for which the weepers are responsible.

The exploration team ahead was caught off guard, and almost instantly engulfed by the frenzied red wave, the only screams from the communication channels could be heard, the words of desperation, and the wanton laughter of the enemy.

Faced with such an unexpected situation, the regiment commander Malagin Foros did not dare to make a decision.

This is because the enemy may be attacking from the east to the west, using a seemingly ferocious feint to force the weepers to call for help from nearby friendly forces, thus disrupting their overall defensive layout and ultimately creating an opportunity to break out.

They had to rely on their own strength to withstand the first wave of the attack in order to observe the enemy's subsequent movements.

However, the Sadomasochistic Warriors didn't think that much.

They didn't even bother to analyze the weak links in the encirclement, they just picked up their weapons and went straight to it.

The red wave washed over the passage, and the fierce flames of battle were ignited in an instant.

The traitors attacked regardless of casualties, and soon cleared the Imperial forces in the passage.

Then, with a howl, they rushed out of the pirate stronghold and slammed into the Weepers' outer defenses.

The Chaos Lord took the lead and burst into enemy formation, wielding the battle axe in his hand to split the Imperial soldiers in two like tofu.

Chuck roared loudly, the thrill of killing made the butcher's nail in his head buzz like an energized industrial machine, constantly producing an energy called rage.

It was the most powerful weapon that terror had given to His servants.

With each enemy killed, Chuck felt his anger grow stronger.

Perhaps it was because he had never encountered such a dangerous situation, and the Chaos Lord at this time felt that he had never been stronger.

He wants to kill the enemy in front of him, and he wants to challenge his fate.

Under Chuck's heroic guidance, the Chaos army crossed the lines of fire and sandbags and ravaged the positions of the Weepers.

Loyal and rebellious superhumans fought each other in a bloody battle, and the sound of explosive shells and artillery fire was deafening.

Countless valiant warriors fell, and the earth was stained red with flowing blood.

On the Weeping side, realizing that the enemy really intended to kill him, the warband leader Foros had already conveyed the message to the surrounding allies, and all that remained was to do his best to hold off the other party.

With his helmet slung around his waist, he calmly commanded the battle in front of him, standing on a high platform that could be seen by all his soldiers and allowed him to overlook the entire battlefield.

Chuck quickly notices Foros.

The Chaos Lord, with a bloody wind full of death, approached the battle leader.

Fear and abuse seemed to really favor this world eater, making him invincible and unstoppable for a while.

With seven Space Marines slaughtered in quick succession, Foros finally realized that he was the only one present who could stop the thug's wreak.

He temporarily transferred the command of the war to the think tank next to him, put on his helmet and sword in his hand, and faced the attacking Chuck head-on.

The two of them collided with each other as they crossed the hail of bullets, and the blades in their hands made a crisp sound.

Chuck's offensive is extremely frenzied, and the fully activated Butcher's Spike has caused him to forget his combat skills and only have the most primitive instinct of destruction.

The domineering brute force smashed into the battle leader again and again, causing cracks on the ground where Foros was standing, and the impact force he himself suffered can be imagined.

"You fought back, son of Holy Lies, is this all you have to fight for?"

The Chaos Lord wields the power of the Blood God, and every attack contains infinite destruction.

Foros was unilaterally suppressed, and his body didn't last long.

But there was a force within him that was stirring.

There is no doubt that that power can help him destroy the enemies in front of him.

Death and blood spurred not only the sadistic believers, but also the weepers, who were the heirs of Holy Lies.

"Release it." In the darkness, a voice said to him, "Show the enemy in front of you your true power." ”

"No!" Foros firmly refused.

However, Chuck slashed with gravity, instantly knocking the warband leader to the ground.

"It will bring you victory!"

The voice continued.

"It brings nothing but destruction."

Foros replied anyway.

Blood thirst and dark wrath have proven their danger countless times, and the noble son of Holy Reles should not rely on such damning powers.

After all, the archangels had shown them a better way, and the act of voluntarily succumbing to their own flaws was a serious stain on the name of the Father of Genes.

Even when death was imminent, the commander of the war regiment never let go.

For those who are cherished, we die in glory!

This is the battle cry of the weepers.

And they have always followed it and never turned their backs.

Chuck arrives in front of him with a tomahawk in hand, intending to finish off Foros.

These stupid Blood Angels don't know when they will realize that only power is everything in the universe.

They obviously have power, but they resist because of that ridiculous creed and choose to become weak.

The weak will have nothing but to be ruthlessly eliminated.

It was a law made by the Blood God's Fear, and it was as inviolable as he was about to remove the head of the fool in front of him.

However, just as Chuck's tomahawk was raised high and was about to fall, the light and shadow around him suddenly distorted.

A tall and gorgeous figure appeared in the center of the battlefield.

(End of chapter)