Chapter 266: Minotaur
At this moment, because of those 2,000 genetic seeds, Kirk has become the target of everyone, and everyone wants to come and take a bite.
The Lord of the Sun Star couldn't bear it anymore, and his temper suddenly came up, and he directly started the power engine of the battleship and crashed into the lava gang blocking the door.
"None of you want to stand in my way, whoever stands in my way will die!" He roared, his tone filled with unimaginable anger.
It is impossible to compromise, once this opening is opened, the other forces that have not got a piece of the pie will definitely not be relentless, and at that time, no matter how rich their Sun War Gang is, it will not be enough to feed these greedy guys.
The collision of the two behemoths made a thunderous sound, and the interior of the ship was torn apart as if it had been a high-intensity earthquake.
Under the continuous output of the power engine, the Chaos Battleship blocking the door was forcibly pushed open.
"No, you can't just run away!"
With such a charming temptation in front of him, Lawrence didn't want to go home empty-handed, especially when the three brothers of the Heavenly Punishment Gang had already led a team to break into it.
He hurriedly let the battleship stick to the other party, and sent a large number of his own interstellar marines to jump to the target, thinking about how much he could grab while he was in chaos.
The same is true of the Screaming Gang next to them, whose warships are walking with them in complete disregard of safe distance, as more smaller warbands are approaching to try to get a piece of the pie, and Berluno can't make room for them.
In this way, the three battleships were tightly entangled, like children playing.
This strange scene immediately attracted the attention of many people.
When it comes to seeing and inserting needles, Chaos Fang's sense of smell is definitely much more sensitive than that of vultures.
By the time they left the atmosphere and rushed into space, the huddle had gathered more than thirty warships, and the number was still increasing.
They attacked each other, jumped into each other's gangs, and were as fierce as if they were dealing with their father's killer - directly looking at the Imperial side next to them.
"So they fought like this, ignoring our great enemy?" Unthinkable developments made Inquisitor Quinn's head ache.
"What is this, I heard that inside the Eye of Fear, Chaos Space Marines will stab each other just because of a glass of pure water." Wei Mu waved his hand, "In addition, in terms of pit their own people, the actions of some imperial forces are not much better than them. ”
"You dare to say that." Quinn first pursed his lips, and then spoke, "After all, their numbers are there, and if we force a breakthrough, we won't be able to stop them." ”
Despite its firepower, Blackstone Fortress is a good tool for defending targets or attacking strongholds, but its movement speed is a flaw and it is not good at chasing enemies.
"It's going to be a bit difficult to catch them all, but the Minotaurs have rushed over to see how much they can get." Wei Mu shrugged.
The Imperial side adjusted its formation, drawing out more than sixty warships to block in the direction of their escape.
The one at the head was none other than the Daedalus Bearer, the flagship of the Minotaur Warband.
Moloch, who was holding back his anger, was murderous and rushed straight to the enemy's core.
The cannons of the loyalists bombarded the ships of Chaos, and the traitors were sent to hell in pieces in the wrath of the Emperor.
When the wargroup leader led the team to jump into the devastated battleship, the traitors inside had no idea how many stubbles had died in the infighting.
The corpses of the Chaos Space Marines were scattered on both sides of the passage, and the smell of blood filled the area.
The sound of fierce fighting in the distance signaled that the conflict was continuing, and Moloch killed him with his spear.
By the time he led his team to the ship's genetic seed bank, the Chaos Space Marines' chicken war had already come to an end.
It was actually the three brothers who stood to the end.
The heads of Kirk, Lawrence, and Berluno have been cut off, and it is unknown who cut who or who is behind it.
In short, now the command of the entire battleship has been vested in the three brothers.
The goods are indeed in the gene seed bank, because the dispute just now is about 20% less, and the amount is still very considerable.
As long as they can break out of this space battlefield, they will soon be able to make a comeback.
However, the appearance of the Minotaurs completely killed their hopes of escape.
"This, how is this possible?"
Looking at the sudden appearance of the battle group leader, the three scarred brothers were stunned for a while.
Not only did he not expect this scene to happen, but he was deeply shocked by the oppressive force emanating from the other party.
Dressed in an ancient Terminator armor comparable to a holy relic, he has a burly body of more than four meters.
Battle-hardened warriors are easily crushed to death like little chickens, and the personal thugs of the High Lords are not in vain.
"Before, they said they were going to bring destruction to the Minotaurs?"
Moloch scanned the people in the passage, and saw only a group of defeated soldiers who had no handrails.
"You're just taking advantage of people's danger, Minotaur, if we're in good shape, you won't be able to beat us." Ankarak said angrily.
But they're a minotaur warband.
When teammates fight with the enemy, they can secretly watch the battle from the sidelines, until the teammates have depleted the enemy's strength to an appropriate extent, or the enemy shows an unfavorable flaw, they rush out to strike at them, and finally gain fame and fortune.
This is true even for one's own people, let alone enemies?
Taking advantage of people's danger is as simple for them as drinking water and eating
"In the next life, ask the enemy to have a fair confrontation with you, stupid traitor."
Moloch picked up his spear and rushed to the big boss of the Heavenly Punishment Gang.
Ankarak hurriedly raised his sword to resist, but his body, engulfed in exhaustion and pain, could not do what he commanded.
The spearhead slashed through the air, bursting with a deadly chill.
The Chaos Lord's twisted and corrupt power armor was easily pierced, and a heart was directly blasted, and blood spurted out of it with a fishy smell.
"Big brother!"
The confrontation happened so quickly that the people around didn't even have time to support.
Joris rushed forward with his badly wounded body, desperately trying to save his brother.
Moloch raised his shield to block it with ease, and a bullet knocked it away.
The two sides are not at all of a hierarchy on the level of power.
"Die, Minotaur!"
The second master lifted the power hammer and smashed it at Moloch.
Space marines have two hearts and three lungs, and the loss of one will be devastating, but it will not die.
If they want to save their eldest brother, the second boss has to stand in front of Ankarak and attack the enemy continuously, not giving Molok a chance to make up for it.
"It's just a dying struggle."
The warband leader dodged the attack of the second master, obviously with such a large body, but with unimaginable flexibility.
Immediately after, he quickly leaned over again, using his body as a weapon, and directly crashed into the enemy in front of him.
The powerful impact made the second boss take a step back, and his whole body was numb, as if he had fallen apart.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Morok swung his spear again.
This time, he not only stabbed through the enemy in front of him, but also completed the mending knife to the Chaos Lord behind him - the first and second figures of the Heavenly Punishment War Gang were strung together by the same spear.
"Big brother and second brother!"
A terrible wail came from the mouth of the third child, and the death of the two brothers dealt a great blow to Yoris.
But Moloch didn't care so much, he pushed the two Chaos Lords, like a locomotive, and quickly rushed towards Yoris, who was seriously injured and couldn't dodge it.
As for launching a counterattack, there are two of his brothers between Yoris and Moroch, and if they want to attack the warband, they must tear through this barrier.
He was unwilling to do so, unwilling to desecrate this precious brotherhood.
And even if he made up his mind to do so, there was a high probability that he would not be able to hurt the other party.
In the face of a master, a moment of hesitation is death.
The past of the three brothers came to life like a marquee.
From not fighting and not knowing each other, to marrying Jinlan, from brushing the brass arena together, to visiting the Palace of Pleasure together.
How beautiful the years were at the beginning, the three brothers were full of enthusiasm and scolded Fang Xuan.
It's a pity that success or failure turns empty.
Eventually, the black spear in Moloch's hand pinned the bodies of the three Heavenly Punishment brothers to the wall like a skewer, and filthy blood flowed down, staining the deck a scarlet.
"It's boring."
Morlock stared at the dead three brothers as if he were looking at a herd of cattle—the image of those who had taken refuge in Chaos to him.
He didn't believe that there was any friendship between these monsters, and it was actually his bad taste to force the third brother to attack him just now, but he didn't expect that the other party didn't even have the heart to resist, and finally chose the death of the nest.
"My lord, the surrounding enemies have been cleared."
The adjutant came to Morlock's side and respectfully reminded.
"Very well, leave some brothers here to loot, there are still many traitors out there waiting for us to sanction."
Astrion Morlock shook the bodies of the three brothers away from the black spear as if they were garbage, and then used the teleportation beacon to leave the Chaos ship.
The Warlord is ready for his next gang jump, and he won't stop until he kills all the Chaos Renegades in the area.
(End of chapter)