"What, you don't believe in my strength?"

St. Giles pulled Alexander over and ruffled his black hair.

The situation on the battlefield was changeable, and St. Giles knew in his heart that Alexander was worried about him, and this novel feeling made St. Giles inexplicably happy, and his eyebrows were unconsciously narrowed.

"Don't worry, even in the face of two powerful demons, I won't be easily defeated."

St. Giles had his pride, and he knew he wasn't going to fall here.

"I heard the demon say that I was complimented on the beauty of my head."

Alexander didn't dodge this time, and stood beside St. Giles and looked at the Celestial Rift in a calm tone, as if he were talking a common thing.

When it comes to killing enemies, Alexander never mixes personal feelings, so when he kills demons, he doesn't feel any guilt in his heart, and he doesn't have post-war psychological trauma.

And this time, for the first time, Alexander was so angry with the guy who came for his life.

Hearing the unusual emotion, St. Giles placed his hand on the hilt of the Dyeed Red Blade Power Sword at his waist.

"Whatever you want to do, I'll be with you."

Alexander didn't have a good opinion of non-human creatures in the first place, and pointed his sword forward.

"Then we'll crush them, cut through the demonic formations, and drive them all out."

Even if Alexander is just an ordinary person, he will do his best to let go when faced with creatures that want to kill him, not to mention the blue flame that now uproots the anchor point of demon resurrection.

"March!"

Without a moment's hesitation, Saint Leves immediately drew his Crimson Blade and raised his arms and shouted.

More than 10,000 Astarte soldiers of the Ninth Army immediately started their war machines and moved in the direction of the first line of the Heavenly Rift.

And the enemy's blood legion also seemed to have a tacit understanding at this moment, and drove the army towards the glass plain.

The sky was blazing, the pterodactyl beast was flying wildly in the sky, and the huge war beast with weapons behind it spewed strands of fire from its nose.

Armed with rugged axes and spears, the demon warriors have a hideous smile on their faces, and it is only by waging war against the strong that they can more easily gain the favor of the blood god.

The demons have no idea of the end of their lives, because they have the impression that no matter how brutal the war is, they will eventually be resurrected in the arena of blood god terror.

But today's war will be completely unexpected.

With St. Giles and Alexander as the tip of their spears, the Space Marines spontaneously split into two groups behind them.

The warriors, armed with blasters, guarded the dreadnought warriors and war tanks, moving resolutely forward, waiting for the demons to come into the shelling range.

Thunderhawk gunboats hovered over the Ninth Legion, their turrets adjusting their angles to crush enemy air units.

...

Baal Satellite Synchronous Orbit, Emperor Dream.

In the laboratory, the three-meter-long chainsaw sword was tightened with the last screw, and the emperor took it in his hand and waved it casually, and there was a whining sound in the air.

At the push of a button, the chainsaw sword activated the monomolecular saw blade with a cutting stance, and a deadly hum filled the ears of the Praetorian Guard.

"Seal it up."

The Emperor filled the chainsaw sword with psionic energy, and the internal mechanism rotated with the junction of the spine, shrinking to more than two meters in length.

This chainsaw sword is different from the previous construction, it uses the symmetry of the big demon spine, has a double-sided single-molecule saw blade design, a full-body gold shell, a hollow silk imperial double-headed eagle pattern, and a row of spiked gauntlets on one side.

It doesn't look like a combat piece of equipment, but more like a beautiful work of art, but no one would question its lethality.

It is clear that the Emperor has put a lot of thought into this weapon.

"Doesn't it have a name?"

Together, Justel and Duncan Doppler opened the case, holding the ends of the chainsaw sword in both hands, carefully placing the artwork into the soft straposphere.

"Let Alexander fetch it himself."

The Emperor stood up and shrugged his shoulders, pacing to the hanging window to look out at the surface of Bar-Prime.

"Just, now you lead the Aquila Terminator squad and parachute in with the Thunder Warrior troops, and make sure to deliver this chainsaw sword to Alexander."

This war was the first frontal battle between the two sons of the emperor, and it was impossible to say that they were not worried or careful.

"Guaranteed." Justin replied in a low voice.

The atmosphere of war has spread to the fleet, and Alexander's exclusive Praetorian Guard has long been ready for airborne operations.

Duncan Doppler's battle team prepared two Thunderhawk gunboats in advance, both waiting for the Emperor to deliver them the newly crafted chainsaw sword for His Highness.

With Garste Praetorian Guard boarding, two Thunderhawk gunboats bearing the Praetorian Army logo flew from the ship's launch pad to the surface of the Baal satellite with a long tail flame.

On the other side, an Opalon-class battleship docked in the synchronous orbit of the Baal satellite, and with the rotation of the planet, it was steadily docked above the royal lighthouse.

The six hundred Thunder Warriors were all armoured, all heavily armed, waiting for the Emperor's orders.

They wore a Adamantite helmet on their heads, with the Empire's golden double-headed eagle on the left shoulder and the double-headed eagle on the right, Alexander's exclusive symbol, drawn from lines.

As the leader of the Bucaret squad who had met Alexander on the main planet of Baal, he was officially incorporated into Alexander's Terminator Guard by the commander of the Thunder Warriors, Kabu Eric, and was allowed to be assigned to the Thunder Terminator Power Armor.

"We will faithfully carry out the Emperor's will and bring unity to humanity in the entire universe."

The Thunder Warriors stood in the cabin of the airborne compartment on the ground floor of the battleship, listening to the commander Kabu Eric tell them about the truth of the empire and the concept of army building.

The Thunder Warriors had a history of rebellion, and now they have been reactivated by the Empire because of the existence of the Alexandria Temple, and their bodies on the verge of collapse have been stabilized.

Alexander brought them the grace of rebirth and recreation, and the grace was as heavy as a mountain.

Kabu Eric reads one sentence at a time, and they repeat one sentence.

The veterans' eyes were fixed on the Imperial Book of Truth in their left hand, but their right hand kept touching the blaster stuck in their waist.

They also got the news that His Highness Alexander was alone in a bloody battle on the planet below.

The Thunder Warriors did not understand why the Emperor did not let them attack, but the duty of the soldiers made them know that they had to obey orders.

"We should follow the truth of the Empire and bring the right ideas to the whole galaxy."

Bukared's stout figure was completely hidden in the heavy Thunder Terminator power armor, and he replaced the Storm Heavy Explosive Shotgun with a more powerful submachine gun, which was supplied with a chain of bullets that went straight to the power backpack behind him.

It is equivalent to the last bullet, and it can be directly hit to the short position.

'Tsk, is this backpack enough ammo?' ’

'His Highness Alexander's war is not the same as before, should I let the Martian Technician help me change it?' ’

Cabrett's mind was fluttering, he had seen Alexander's battle intensity in the main planet of Baal, and he was worried that he would not be able to keep up with His Highness.

Even though Cabret had been wandering, his mouth was still mechanically repeating the words of Commander Cabe Eric.

Toot-toot!

Buzz Buzz!!

The lights of the cabin of the airborne compartment danced red, and the announcements of emergency airborne landing were frequent and urgent.

The Thunder Warriors, who had just been chanting the truth of the Empire, suddenly raised their heads and stared in the direction of the commander Kabu Eric.