Things turned out much worse than O'Sullivan had imagined.

Although they immediately cut off the taunting video as soon as they realized that something was wrong, and completely wiped it out of the communication channel.

Yet it was widely disseminated, impressively, and greatly stimulated the Whisperer defenders across the planet.

Many of them were so angry that they refused to respond to the Dark Apostle's orders to defend themselves, choosing to fight to the death against the enemy in front of them in order to protect their faith.

"You are actively drilling into the enemy's trap, and countless brothers will die in vain because of this reckless decision!"

O'Sullivan spoke bitterly and tried to persuade this group of subordinates who wanted to fight the enemy to turn back in time and focus on the overall situation.

"No, we will not die, we will not lose, the dark gods are watching us, we are fighting for them, and they will bless us to victory!"

And yet that's what he received.

The front-line soldiers put on a heroic posture of treating death as if they were at home and generously going to justice, and their fanatical belief in the gods of chaos burned brightly.

"It is also their will to protect the First Temple, the apocalypse brought to us by the Hand of Fate himself, even so, do you have to disobey the order!"

The Dark Apostle, who couldn't bear it anymore, shouted loudly.

Although he really didn't want to move out of Erebus's name.

Hearing this, the other end of the phone was silent for a while, as if he was a little moved by what was said.

O'Sullivan breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this.

As a result, the next second, the answer over there almost made him squirt out a mouthful of old blood.

"In that case, then we will kill you from the station!"

The answer on the other end of the line was serious, as if they could really do it.

"Idiot, what I want is for you to immediately abandon the station, come to support the First Temple, and leave nothing else, what is the difference between your behavior and direct disobedience to orders?"

O'Sullivan said angrily.

Is this a question of a different way of understanding the text?

Some mortals will always interpret their teachings in a more convenient direction in order to alleviate or even avoid the constraints of the rules that come with their teachings.

"The enemy has bitten us to death, my lord, we can only do this, there is no other way but to kill those ugly aliens, may the dark gods bless you and me."

But he still spoke, like a devout martyr.

"You bastard, you"

The Dark Apostle was about to scold, but the communication was cut off.

Angry, O'Sullivan's blood pressure soared, his muscles flared up, and he smashed the communication equipment in front of him with a punch.

When the people around saw this, they didn't dare to touch this moldy head at will.

They were careful not to make any noise, and the command post suddenly became unusually quiet, except for the continuous flashing of sparks from the cables of the crushing equipment.

"At least they're fighting for what they believe in, and it's an honorable act." The adjutant on the side tried to persuade him.

In order to defend the honor of the gods, he did not hesitate to die with the enemy, of course, such an act cannot be blamed.

"Here's the problem, brother, faith doesn't defend itself." The Dark Apostle, who had calmed down, sighed deeply, "If we don't win the war, the things we love about will be destroyed by these savage green monsters. ”

Only survival makes sense, and destruction cannot be given anything.

"Then we'll win it, as we always do!" The adjutant said excitedly with sharp eyes.

"Of course we're going to win it, but I have to think about how we can get the least price."

The Dark Apostle silently looked at the planet model projected in the center of the command room, and the expression on his face was extremely complicated.

At this time, the green-skinned troops were howling wildly, and the momentum was like a bamboo.

A large number of temples were conquered by them.

Ground facilities, deprived of the protection of air defense systems, were indiscriminately bombarded by the space fleet.

The resistance of the Whisperers in various places is shrinking, and the demon world is in a sea of fire.

The Dark Apostles came to realize that even if they were to win the war, it would take at least a century to repair the damage caused.

And victory in this war is obviously not so easy to achieve.

Because at this moment, according to the bird's fortune meter carried in the temple, a huge green-skinned army is gathering not far from this side, and it is also equipped with a large number of heavy equipment, which is obviously not good.

After learning about the Dark Ritual, Mohr had no intention of continuing with the Whisperers, though steady progress would help them further expand their advantage.

They must hurry to capture the heart of the evil and thwart the conspiracy of the Chief Priest Erebas.

Therefore, Lucas unreservedly mobilized all the elite troops, millions of green-skinned boys, more than a dozen Mao King Kong, thousands of green-skinned dreadnoughts and fart killing cans, and all kinds of war weapons that looked tattered but were very powerful in combat.

When the assembly of troops was completed, without any pre-war declaration or any other activity, the Greenskins directly launched a full-scale siege on the First Temple, and the flames of war immediately spread throughout the temple.

Among them, Moore and Goldbeard even teamed up to lead the team, giving full play to their surprise attack abilities, like a fierce iron fist, smashing straight into the face of the bearer.

Although the generals personally led the team with great combat strength, the risks attached to it were also very large.

Especially for the Greenskins, once the war warlord is killed, the remaining armies will start fighting among themselves, and they can break up themselves without even the need for the enemy to strike.

In particular, the orc boss also likes to be on his head and is easy to be lured into a trap.

However, Moore's presence made the enemy's booby trap tactics ineffective.

At this time, Goldbeard was like a war machine, wherever he went, he crushed, and the position he attacked was almost destroyed with one blow.

Someone has to stop them, or the situation will get out of hand.

O'Sullivan soon realized this, and finally decided to hand over the command to the adjutant next to him, and he went to meet the battle with his personal guards.

The enemy dared to go into battle in person, and he could not flinch.

And the outcome of this battle will be directly related to the fate of this world.

Soon, the two forces collided head-on.

The powerful firepower displayed by more than a dozen Chaos Terminators instantly made Moore realize that it was a big man who came this time.

"Despicable intruder, I am the commander here, a member of the Dark Council of the Whisperers, the Dark Apostle O'Sullivan, your life is coming to an end here!"

The Dark Apostle showed great combat power, and with a clean blow, he easily split the fart killing cans that were raging at the front.

"Do you want this guy?" Unfazed, Mohr asked the orc warlord on the side.

"This is for you, I don't want it, I'm going to go and kill that guy named Ai What Bass."

Goldbeard knew that it was the real big fish, for fear that if he fought for this, others would grab it from him.

"Okay, then you go and clean up the other enemies, and I'll deal with him." Moore nodded.

"Try to do it as fast as you can, if it takes too long, I won't wait for you." Goldbeard reminded.

(End of chapter)