"Michelle, gather your forces to treat the wounded."

The shouts of St. Giles woke up all the fighters on the field.

After this battle, the Ninth Army lost nearly 30% of its tens of thousands of troops, and most of the various war machines were overloaded and paralyzed.

However, these surviving veterans will become a special force against the subspace demons, and they have the experience of fighting the subspace demons, and they will inevitably become the backbone of the Holy Blood Angels and quickly form a huge legion.

The pharmacists bid farewell to their deceased comrades and retrieve the genetic seeds in their chests to preserve them and pass them on to the next generation of Space Marines.

Alexander let go of his chainsaw sword and took two blank steps forward, both the Praetorian Army and the Thunder Guard of Honor rapidly closing in on him.

But St. Giles got ahead of everyone else, grabbed Alexander by the armpit, unfurled his broad feathers and flew him up the Rift.

"Are you my brother or not?"

"yes."

Alexander's whole person was still a little confused, and the words of the blood sacrifice to the blood god kept echoing in his mind.

"Really? How I feel like you're not. ”

St. Giles had wings, but he felt that Alexander was less human.

How could anyone get along with that kind of thing so well and tacitly, and it was obviously the first time they met.

When St. Giles saw the sadomasochism, he could clearly feel that the sadism was coming at him, and the blood thirst almost made his blood boil, but Alexander instantly attracted all his attention.

"What do you mean, I'm going to be expelled?"

Alexander had come to his senses, and his eyes looked at the Legion of Blood Angels below who were gathering their troops.

War, after all, is the key to life and death.

Many Space Marines have fallen on this land, and their deaths are not meaningless.

For the empire and for humanity, they have won a planet on which they can live.

"Hmph, you can wait to go back and tell your father."

St. Giles seemed to have seen the emperor beating his chest in the laboratory, and flew quickly towards the royal lighthouse.

Hearing him say this, Alexander remembered that he was afraid, but it was okay, and he relaxed and drooped his limbs to let St. Giles fly with him.

......

Deep in subspace, above billions of bones.

Sitting on the brass throne, he patted the blue flame on his shoulder.

But the flames did not go out as he danced twice, but instead scorched the divine body in his brass armor, sending a scorching heat from his fingertips, as well as an abnormal fluctuation.

"Hahaha..."

The sound of hearty laughter resounded in the Blood Sea Arena, and many demons stopped slashing and slashing each other one after another, and the side eyes on who attracted the favor of the Blood God.

However, they did not see any promotion from the Great Demon.

As the terrifying power of the subspace spread in all directions, more and more Great Demons spontaneously walked to the foot of the Brass Throne, kneeling on the ground and waiting for orders.

Sadistic frowns swept over these Great Demons who had been blessed by Him, and every Great Demon here in the past would bring him many battles and make him honored.

Where the Blood Legion appears, there is a lot of emotional power generated everywhere.

However, after seeing St. Giles with their own eyes, the Great Demons no longer have the aura of the past.

After meeting Alexander, the Sadist was less eager to wage war.

He can't go back, He doesn't have the same genuine happiness as he used to be.

"Go, burn the flames of war at the feet of Nurgle, and consume all his rotting corpses."

Sadistic reminiscences of Alexander's breath, reflexively remembering the stench that penetrated deep into his nostrils, and slapping the armrest of the brass throne.

The Great Demons stood up in an instant, spreading their bat wings and flying over the corpse forest, roaring and grinning to gather their men.

Kabanha, the Great Demon, also appears in this great battle to join the crusade against Nurgle, as the Great Demon can live forever, and as the Great Demon has a strong and violent body.

But its wars are also endless and meaningless.

Sadistic watched as the demons dispersed, leaning on the armrest of the throne, holding his chin with one hand, looking into the distance.

A protracted subspace war will begin with this.

...

"Duncan Doppler, Your Highness's safety is in your hands."

The two Aquila Terminators stood in front of a demonic skull, the Shining Gold Power Armor reflecting the light of the star.

In the sky, the dark red light had long since disappeared with the disappearance of the sadism.

Justin reported the situation to Konstantin Valdo, the commander of the Forbidden Army, and obtained instructions for the next step.

Duncan Doppler handed over all the footage collected by his team.

Two Thunderhawk gunboats were docked next to the makeshift dueling ground, and the Praetorian Army was collecting the Guardian Spear and Chainsaw Sword that Alexander used.

These forbidden soldiers did not make any other sound during the whole process, and they could cooperate with each other to complete various tasks with one look and one movement.

With a clear command from space, Justin held the boxy box and sealed the demon's skull.

It exists as a trophy of His Highness Alexander.

The Aquila Terminators, who appeared on the Baal moons, completed a thorough sweep of Alexander's traces of existence, and quickly dissipated into the sky as soon as they stepped on the Thunderhawk gunboat.

One of the Thunderhawk gunboats passed through the atmosphere and went directly to the battleship Imperial.

The other was carrying Duncan Doppler's battle squad straight to the Royal Lighthouse.

"You're going back again?"

Bucaret looked up at the Thunderhawk gunboat that pierced the sky.

In fact, they have suffered in the past, and with the empire of the Space Marines, many resources have been reduced in the middle of the unification war.

In the later period, most of the missions performed by the Thunder Warriors were also biased towards high risk.

They are no longer seen as the deadliest blow by the Empire, as the Thunder Warriors' physical and mental instability is not enough to sustain them on such missions.

The Thunder Warriors are aware of this, too, and often end themselves in suicidal charges in battle.

They didn't complain.

Because they know that they are exerting their residual heat for the sake of humanity and unity.

At least, that's what the Thunder Warriors who volunteered to carry out their death orders.

It's only been a few months now, and with Alexander's presence, their treatment is obviously different.

Always thinking that what others have, you have to have it yourself.

Ainsel did not respond to Bucaret's question, and led the Honor Guard on the road back to the First Rift.

With this attack, their restless hearts had calmed down, and they saw what the war that His Highness Alexander had encountered was really in.

Truth be told, at the beginning, the Thunder Warriors had a fairly obvious sense of superiority in the face of the Space Marines.

But after such a battle, they clearly realized how shallow they were thinking before.

Their enemies are no longer human beings themselves, but strange and even very strange aliens from all over the universe.

This has made the mentality of the Thunder Warriors have changed significantly, and they have no potential hostility towards their comrades-in-arms, whether they are Space Marines, the Forbidden Army, or ordinary Astral Army.

They learned that the true meaning of unification is to be unanimous to the outside, not to turn the knife inward.

They knew in their hearts that their hands were stained with the blood of their kindred, but at that time reunification was necessary, and now, the way of reunification has changed.