MTL - Warhammer: The Beginning is the Crisis of Annihilation-Chapter 332 Armageddon's Final Battle (Subscribe)

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   Calgar took over the data board that recorded the interrogation information.

  Glanced at the stubborn cultist just now.

  The other party has fallen at the feet of the think tank responsible for interrogating him.

   His eyes turned white, his mouth was foaming, and his body was still twitching unconsciously.

  The faint glow projected by the rotating holographic projection in the room reflected on that guy's face.

  Can clearly see the expression of horror and despair on the face of the cultist.

  Even if he passed out in a coma, it didn't subside in any way.

   It looks like it was carved with a knife.

   Using witchcraft to read the soul of a living person will cause irreversible damage.

   In mild cases, the nerves are damaged, or even hemiplegia, and there is no ability to take care of themselves.

   In severe cases, the soul will be damaged, causing the whole person to go crazy.

   is an extremely inhumane method.

   Calgar doesn't like this method very much either.

   But he was more concerned about Abaddon's whereabouts.

   That damned marauder has escaped his grasp several times.

   This incident was regarded by Calgar as a disgrace to his long military career.

   That guy's toughness made Calgar put his anger on Abaddon on him.

  He has given that traitor a chance.

  The opponent has no loyalty to the empire in his heart.

   Even if you have failed, you still have to be so stubborn.

   To keep a secret for his master.

   Such a fool, Calgar has no need to show mercy to the other party.

  For these traitors who betrayed the empire and regarded Abaddon and the Chaos Gods as their targets, any cruel means were allowed.

   Any kindness to these fellows is cruelty to the warriors who died fighting against the gods, and the ordinary people who were slaughtered by traitors.

  The data pad is very smart, it will automatically lock Calgar's pupil vision, and slide with his eye movements.

   It only took a few seconds for him to read all the information he read from the opponent's mind.

  The content inside made Calgar frown slightly.

   After that fellow Abaddon escaped from his hands, he pulled up a powerful army again and recruited some good players.

  Those strange iron and mechanical golems are the new legions forged by his new men.

  The combat power of those puppets should not be underestimated. A single punch could knock a Primordial Warrior into the air, blow up the heavy armor abruptly, and almost killed a Primal Warrior in an instant.

   What's even more frightening is their almost indestructible regeneration ability.

   Even if the subspace is cut off, it will not help.

   can also be revived and strengthened.

  Now those metal mechanical puppets are cut and thrown in different dimensional spaces, which prevents them from being resurrected.

   Otherwise, it is estimated that they are still fighting those **** metal mechanical puppets.

   "Abadon must not be allowed to escape this time." Calgar said firmly in his heart.

   Every time he escapes, the guy pulls up a team again.

   Abaddon is immortal, the empire is doomed to be restless.

  Keep reading.

   is the purpose of these chaos traitors to capture the Void-5 space transfer station.

   With the growth of the imperial military power.

   The living space of the Chaos traitors was gradually compressed.

  The warbands of the Empire are generally overstretched.

  A battle group can easily pull out thousands of original cast warriors.

   Even with the blessing of the gods, the Chaos Warband is no match for the Primaris Warband.

   At one time, he was hunted down and encircled by the opponent.

   During the long-term siege of the empire, many Chaos warbands were in a very difficult situation.

   Lack of equipment, lack of ammunition, severe attrition, and no slaves for cannon fodder.

   What's more, it's not like it used to be.

   Lack of equipment to grab the industrial world of the empire.

   If you lack weapons, rob the empire's foundry.

   If there is a shortage of fighters, we will grab the genetic seeds of the empire.

   If there is a lack of slaves, they will rob the world of the hive capital of the empire.

   Take a trip and have enough food and clothing.

   Before the imperial support arrived, they had already slapped their buttocks and left.

  But now the situation is different.

   As long as the Chaos Warbands launch an attack on the world of the Empire, those Primaris Warbands are like sharks that smell blood, and they will come to them soon.

  Sent out five or six hundred original cast warriors at one time, chasing and fighting.

  A small battle gang is only a few dozen people.

   There are more than a dozen people who are a little bit worse, or even a few.

   There are hundreds of original cast warriors of the empire as soon as they come out.

  When I see them, I am as excited as a dog when I see bones.

   One ran faster than the other, for fear that those Chaos warriors would be hacked to death by other companions before they could be hacked.

   Many war gangs are aggrieved.

  Mixed into a gift package of experience, who can bear this kind of thing.

  The more important point is that with the upgrade of the empire's weapons and equipment, the local defense forces have also been upgraded. Various exoskeleton armor, automatic artillery, drone clusters and other equipment have become the equipment of regular troops.

   Chaos warriors can't get much benefit from the defense system of the local defense force.

   There's a good chance that you'll blow yourself up on the head.

   If you meet Catachan, Krieger and other Star Militia regiments, it will be difficult to run away.

   Looting the imperial world is no longer a matter of blood.

  It is a high-risk, low-yield loss-making business.

   If you are not careful, the entire battle gang will be wiped out.

  Under such circumstances, those Chaos war gangs are getting more and more bleak, they have nothing to ask for, they are fighting against the empire purely for love and faith.

   Even Abaddon encountered such a problem.

   In order to get enough soldiers and slaves.

   Abaddon focused on Void 5, an illegal area far away from the empire.

  In the laws of the empire, all kinds of depraved behaviors that occurred on the Void 5 space station are strictly prohibited.

   Even if those guys were attacked, they didn't dare to speak up.

   Once the empire is tracked down, the judges will clean them up immediately.

   Was taken captive by Abaddon's army, just as a slave.

   When discovered by the empire, it was directly Bomb greetings.

   To be more bleak, it is a normal operation in the empire to pull directly to remove the lobotomy and make atonement as a slave.

   "Right now, all the waterways leading to Cadia have been blocked, yet Abaddon actually holds such a path to provide support for the Cadia battlefield."

   Calgar frowned slightly, and soon relaxed it again.

  He suddenly realized that if the trail marked on the star map really existed.

   This could be an opportunity for the Empire.

  An opportunity to wipe out all the enemies of the empire on the Cadia battlefield.

  The traitors can go that route, and so can the empire.

   Orc Emperor - Bonebreaker.

  The supreme ruler of the dead - King of Silence.

   There are other scattered aliens, even those who have not been wiped out. The Dark Eldar are also in Cadia.

  The rise of the empire has forced the enemies of the empire to unite and fight for a chance to survive.

   Obviously, the human battle to regain the galaxy will break out on the planet Cadia.

Now, the Primarch of the Fist of the Empire - Dorne and the Primarch of the Dark Angel - Ryan have both rushed to the Eye of Terror because of the cancerous Legion calling on enemies from all over the galaxy. In addition to the two Primarchs, His Majesty has also left the human race The sacred homeland of Kadia is on its way to the Cadia battlefield.

  If I can use this unknown channel to launch a surprise attack from behind when the enemy is busy responding to the frontal attack of the empire, I will be able to catch the opponent by surprise.

  The enemies of the Empire will pay a heavy price.

   It may even be completely wiped out on the Cadia battlefield.

  The empire will take this opportunity to completely unify the galaxy.

  This is an opportunity not to be missed.

   As the vanguard of the Cancer Legion, Abaddon will definitely go to the Cadia battlefield.

   As long as he is fast enough, Abaddon will be blocked in the Cadia Fortress like everyone else.

   At that time, this big predator will be hard to fly.

   "This time, I will never let you escape from my hand again." Calgar grabbed the star map and turned to go out.

  When he walked to the door, he glanced at the traitors, waved his hand and said: "Execute all the traitors, and let the Mechanic Order send someone to recover the Void 5 space transfer station."

   After saying these words, Calgar had already walked out of the room.

boom! boom! boom!

  The sound of explosive bombs continued to sound behind him.

  Those traitors who turned their backs on the Empire and surrendered to Chaos were executed one by one.

  The battle at the Void V space station is over.

   Calgar let a Mechanician team stay, and will reclaim the property of the empire-Void V, to prevent it from becoming a hotbed of chaos again.

  The rest of the fleet plans to follow the guidance on the star map, go around the back of the Cadia battlefield, and stab the enemy's heart.

  Calgar, who returned to the flagship, also plans to accept the fourth original casting upgrade.

  As the right-hand man and right-hand man of the emperor, Calgar always gets the best technology.

  The technology for the fourth original casting upgrade that had just been perfected was also sent to him immediately.

   Calgar wanted to grab Abaddon with overwhelming force.

  Step down that damned bastard, bring him back to Terra, hang with those traitors, and become the beautiful landscape of Terra.

   "Even if the four gods crawled out of the subspace this time, they won't be able to keep you, Abaddon."

  Naked, Calga, who was about to walk into the upgrade cabin, swore in his heart.

  The upgrade cabin was activated under the operation of the technical priest.

  Accompanied by a mechanical sound, the hatch slowly opened.

   Calgar raised his leg and stepped into it.

  The nanomechanical arm holds him in place.

  The hatch then slowly closed.

   Calgar went into hibernation with anger towards Abaddon and the anger of being beaten by that fake Horus back then.

   When he wakes up, he will be reborn again.

   History should never be forgotten.

  To forget history is to betray the past and to abandon the future.

   Witness the truth, report the truth, record the truth.

   This is our mission.

  Reporter's Mission

  Those warriors are waging a visible war across the galaxy with genes, bombs, and spaceships.

   And we use words and cameras to fight another war.

  People will think that we are weak, that we can kill at will, that we have no power.

  Thinking like that is absurd and ignorant.

  Those short-sighted eyes cannot know how terrifying the power of words is!

   It shapes the entire race, it shapes the empire, it shapes the future.

   This force is hidden and powerful.

  Even those warriors were conceived from this power.

  Historians walk in the past with difficulty, recording those things that have already happened and past.

   They record the history of this moment for future generations.

  Tell them what happened.

   This is the meaning of the narrator.

   Many people cannot understand my words.

  How powerful words written on paper can have.

  It is not a rune with magic power.

  People like that can only recognize tangible power, but not invisible power.

  If a race has no history, they will not have cohesion, nor will they create any civilization.

  A race cannot draw strength from the past, and cannot look to the future.

  When was human civilization born?

  When the first ape-man appeared?

   When building your first house?

  When the first fire was lit?

neither.

  Civilization was born when humans first learned to record history.

  With history, they united and established tribes and villages.

   This is the invisible power of history.

   If history is lost, the future will also be lost.

   Sitting at his desk, the famous narrator - Kakar is finishing his autobiography.

  He has served the Empire for centuries, so he is an old guy.

  Fortunately, the life extension technology of the empire is strong enough, so that he still has a healthy body and a quick mind to be competent for his work.

  In order to enhance his efficiency, Kakar installed a thinking aid brain computing device on himself.

  This device can help him think better and use those more accurate words more accurately.

  History is a rigorous matter that cannot tolerate distortions and mistakes.

  Otherwise it will bring wrong enlightenment to future generations.

  Human beings often make mistakes constantly. In essence, some people falsify history for their own selfishness.

  They glorify their mistakes.

  Later people have a sense of illusion, the beautified and distorted history will make people feel that the crisis at that time was not particularly serious.

   Even if you experience it again, it is within the range you can accept.

  This has led to humans constantly repeating some low-level mistakes that have been made many times.

  Mankind cannot learn any lessons from history.

  Who can get the right answer from a wrong source?

  Of course, as the history books of imperial enlightenment, it is allowed to be less rigorous, and some emotional guidance can be done.

   This is a helpless choice.

  Many people don't like to think. They just like to passively accept other people's views and then take them as their own.

   This point, Kakar has long been aware of.

  Humans are lazy creatures, even if the empire lowers the threshold for acquiring knowledge, it will be useless.

   There will always be a large number of people who are unwilling to take the initiative to learn and research that knowledge.

   These people prefer to waste their precious time on meaningless things.

  For many opinions, they also don't like to think, but like to be guided by others.

  As for those who want to actively seek the truth, they can naturally get the truth elsewhere.

   What Kakal does is put the truth out there.

  As he grows older, Kakar's understanding and insights into many things become more in-depth and thorough.

  He learned to strip away his subjective emotions, and used a bystander attitude to record the occurrence of every historical event.

  This approach earned him more praise.

  His description method gives people a sense of immersion that he was watching things happen at the time.

   After writing the last few words, Kakar put down his pen, leaned on the back of his chair and took a deep breath.

  His autobiography has been written until now, and it is already a very long story.

  What you have seen and heard over hundreds of years, your growth and mistakes are all written in it.

   Kakar, leaning on the back of the chair, emptied himself and gave his brain a chance to rest.

  He let his thoughts run wild like a wild horse.

  I'm thinking about what to eat after I'm busy!

   After a while, I thought about tomorrow's plans.

  At the end, the chaotic thoughts will always plunge into the abyss of memory, linking up those things that happened hundreds of years ago.

  Every time he recalled the things that had happened, Kakar felt like he had a long dream.

  Everything is constantly flashing like a movie.

  The Thirteen Primarchs, who were only regents at the beginning, woke up in Ultramar and launched an indomitable expedition to save mankind in Macragge.

  Countless heroes gathered there, vowing to regain everything lost for mankind.

   As a result, legendary battles broke out.

   Not long after the Indomitable Crusade started, the Thirteenth Primarch signed the Chronicle Act and restarted the Imperial History Department.

   Allows scholars to board ships to record various historical events.

   Kakar thought of himself at that time.

   Nothing but hot blood.

   Ignorant and ignorant, I just set foot on the ship to the endless starry sky.

  At that time, his parents were still alive and healthy.

   is very supportive of his choice.

   Encourage him to do what he thinks is worth doing.

  Kakal is in the spirit of being loyal to the country.

   and many companions took the ship to the Vitria galaxy.

  At that time, the empire was not as powerful as it is today.

  The Tyranid Zerg was the empire's confidant at the time, and it was also the nightmare of countless imperial troops.

  During the dark years before the thirteen original bodies awakened, several battles between the empire and the Tyranids all ended with heavy damage to the empire.

   There are only two outcomes for the imperial army to encounter Zerg.

   One is eaten, the other is still eaten.

  The Terra Council at that time even planned to use the extinction order to isolate a star belt of ruins that besieged the Terra Zerg.

  Fortunately, with the hard work of heroes such as Kaul, the living saint, and Judge Gray, the sleeping thirteen original bodies were successfully awakened.

   That is definitely their greatest exploit.

  Because the fate of human beings has been turned upside down by what they have done.

   Without the persistence of those people, I am afraid that the empire would have been torn apart and become a carnival paradise for aliens and traitors.

  In the battle against the Tyranid Zerg in the Vitria galaxy, many soldiers who went to the battlefield left a last letter in advance.

   Some military officers also asked Kakar to take pictures of them as their posthumous photos.

  Kakal thought of the past and showed a wry smile.

   That battle was also really tragic, so tragic that it would be very pale and powerless to describe it with any words.

  The void line of defense fell, and the fragments of the starship fell like meteors, extremely dense.

  Every flash in the sky means tens of thousands of dead sailors.

  Countless fighters in the atmosphere and Tyrannos fight together.

  Pilots look through the cockpit door, wherever they look, there are countless Zergs.

  Desperate pilots drove the damaged fighters to launch suicide counterattacks again and again until they were torn apart by the Zerg.

  The surface was fought even more violently, with shining explosions and piles of corpses everywhere, including Zerg and humans.

  The knights were driving the mechs, charging towards the bug swarm amidst battle roars, and the moment they fell down, they started to self-destruct.

  The gigantic Titan stood proudly beside the collapsed city wall, suppressed the swarm with weapons powerful enough to destroy the city, created opportunities for the evacuated troops, and was finally overwhelmed by the endless Zerg, ushering in its own end in a burst of mushroom cloud flames.

  Finally, even the defense line of the hive capital was breached.

   Bloody battle broke out in every street, every building.

  Countless soldiers blocked the swarm's progress with their flesh and blood.

   Even the mighty warriors were overwhelmed, and there was no safe place on the entire planet.

  If it weren't for the imperial regent at that time, that is, the current emperor of the empire arrived in time.

  Kakal felt that he might die there with Old Yon.

  When the news of the victory of the war came, he walked out of the trench, and there were corpses everywhere he looked.

   Burning embers were falling from the sky, and ruins were everywhere.

  The whole sky was covered by beacon smoke, it was gray, and only faint sunlight covered the surface.

  The pungent smell of blood made the air stink.

   There is no one who does not bear the grief of losing a loved one.

   There is not a single person who does not suffer from the price paid for winning.

  The Vitria battlefield was the first time Kakar realized how terrifying the word war is.

  Countless lives were lost just like that.

   Lying on the icy ground, filling every gully.

  The blood that flowed out soaked the land.

  Those dead are not cold numbers, nor are they words that can be summed up in one sentence.

   are living individuals.

   They have had other roles as well.

  It used to be a child who lay on his mother's lap and looked at the stars in the sky.

  Was a wife and husband who hugged their lover and swore an unswerving vow until death.

   used to be a father and mother who were ecstatic for their children to come into this world.

  In order for human beings to be able to stand in the galaxy, they have no hesitation, one after another, resisting the enemy's attack with their lives.

   Kakar also grew up from that time.

  He no longer feels that his academic status is more noble than those soldiers who can only tell dirty jokes.

  Those soldiers were not as learned as he was, not as educated as he was.

  They don't even have the ability to appreciate art and music.

   Their favorite fun is nothing more than watching handsome men and beautiful women make comments, making all kinds of vulgar jokes, and bragging about their deeds

   But their courage made Kakar ashamed.

  In countless nights, Kakar would ask himself in his heart, do he have the courage to die for his belief?

   Kakar was sad to find that he didn't seem to have one.

   If so, why is he still alive and not fighting like those brave men? ?

  After the Battle of Vitria, Kakar learned to get along with those big soldiers.

  He also learned to make dirty jokes and tell exaggerated stories about the three days and two nights that the fallen soldiers and the noble lady had to tell.

  Kakal opened his eyes, staring at the ceiling illuminated by the lights in a daze, trying to free himself from the memories.

   At this time, the sound of electric current sizzled, and the communicator made a sound.

   An information interface is suspended in the air.

  A man in imperial uniform appears on the screen.

  The left half of the man's face has been replaced with a machine, and a mechanical prosthetic eye has also been implanted in the left eye, emitting a faint red light.

  His face is very serious. I don't know if it's because of the mechanical transformation that prevents him from laughing, or if it's just his personality.

   There is no emotion in the tone of speech.

  It is as mechanical as a machine.

   "Reporter Kakar, your request to interview the Primarch-Lord Ryan has been granted. I hope you are ready. If you miss this opportunity, you will not have a second chance."

   "Please believe in my quality as a professional reporter." Kakar said: "I am always prepared to record everything I think is worth recording."

  The man in the information screen nodded, "The team to pick you up has set off and should arrive within half an hour. Cherish this opportunity."

   "I will cherish it." Kakar said.

  The man didn't say anything more.

   The information window is closed.

   Light dissipates in air.

   Kakar stood up and stretched his muscles.

   Then I simply organized my things.

   Waiting for someone to take him to the location of the Dark Angel Primarch-Lion Lion.

  The room where Kakar is currently living is the living area of ​​the Imperial Celestial Class battleship - Invincible Truth.

  In addition to the powerful firepower that can easily destroy everything, the celestial-class warship also has a huge size that is comparable to a planet, and the residential area alone has a size comparable to a city.

   It is obviously unrealistic to walk across such a huge starship.

   After waiting for a while, the doorbell rang.

  Kakal walked over to open the door, and found two Primaris warriors with black and white armor on their bodies.

  They showed proof that they were members of the team that brought Kakar to the past.

   Kakar took the equipment he could use for the interview and followed them out.

  The transport boat is ready at the nearest platform.

   There are also several original cast warriors waiting there.

  After Kakar was picked up on the transport boat, they also returned to the cabin.

  The transport boat took off directly and flew to the administrative center of the battleship.

  The giants were silent, just sitting around Kakar like that.

   Except for expressing their purpose at the beginning, they never spoke to Kakar again.

   Only the armor roared with every movement they made.

  Many people dislike being in close quarters with Primaris warriors.

   They are huge in metal armor, and ordinary people look very thin in front of them.

  The huge long sword and bolt gun also naturally give people a sense of fear.

   What's more, they rarely talk.

   A lot of normal people see them kill far more than they talk.

  Kakar would not, he had interviewed and contacted these Primaris warriors many times.

  Primaforge fighters train hard, and their usual entertainment is either fighting or shooting, and there is no other project than fighting.

   To put it bluntly, in fact, they are not high-cold, but ordinary people who can't talk to them at all.

  If the whole warband stays together for a banquet, it will be very noisy.

  Many fighters will talk about their deeds like a chatterbox.

  They will also brag like the big guns.

  Sometimes, when bragging is exposed, they will become angry and demand a duel.

   When the transport boat landed and the hatch opened, Kakar saw an extremely busy scene.

   Starfield army generals, battle group servants and machine servants, compilation mechanics and logistics support personnel came and went, all busy busy.

   Those Primordial Warriors led Kakar through various checkpoints all the way, helping him verify his identity.

   sent him to the door of Lion Ryan's study.

   This is where the Primarch meets non-military personnel.

   After the notification was allowed to enter, the door of the study was opened.

   Kakar stepped in.

  Like the Primarch interviewed before, Ryan's room is surprisingly plain.

  The interior layout is simple, without any extra decoration.

  Data crystals and books are stacked randomly on the table.

   Ryan sat behind the desk and waited for him.

  Before Kakar walked in, he was still examining the holographic projection on the desk.

  It displays hundreds of small-scale wars.

   With his professional eyesight, Kakar saw at a glance that the projection was playing the battle of the Makota star sector.

  There is an important path leading to the Eye of Terror.

  After the fall of Cadia, the Makota star region became the main road for the two sides to compete.

  The situation in the Makota star area is very stalemate. Many worlds have been polluted and transformed by cancerous legions. The empire is still struggling to open up.

  Many battle groups of the empire have raided it many times.

  However, those traitors are like weeds, once they are harvested, they will come again.

   "My lord." Kakar saluted.

  Lian nodded, turned off the battle projection about the Makota star sector, and looked up at Kakar.

   Primarchs are the most outstanding creations of the Emperor.

  Each has a flawless physique and an irresistible charisma.

   Kakar tried not to let himself look directly at the Primarch.

  Many people will cry or slur their speech after seeing the Primarch.

   Kakar didn't want to make such a mistake.

"You have submitted many interview requests to me, which makes me a little suspicious. If I continue to refuse, will you keep submitting until I interview you." Ryan reached out and motioned Kakar to sit on the chair in front of the table .

   "I will continue to try for a while, and I will not give up until I confirm that it is really impossible to interview adults." Kakar said neither humble nor humble.

   "Why are you so persistent?" Ryan asked.

   "I hope to record the story of the lion for future generations, a complete story, not a guess from the fragments."

   "It's a long story."

  "If adults are willing to talk, I am willing to spend time listening."

   Ryan was silent for a moment, and finally spoke.

   "You can only record, you cannot make any modifications, and you must obtain my permission before making it public, or you can only publish it after I leave the empire."

"I see."

   "There is still some time before the next meeting, so let me talk about what happened when I was thrown into the starry sky from my father's laboratory and landed in the Caliban Forest."

"When I climbed out of the broken cabin, I was already in the depths of the forest from the moment I had the memory. When a group of knights went deep into the forest to explore, they found me and brought me back to the human society."

   "Their leader is exactly." Ryan stopped abruptly when he said this.

   "Who is the leader?" Kakar asked.

   After a while, Ryan spoke again.

   "The leader is Luther, the new knight of the Great Knights, my mentor, my guide."

  The flagship of the Blood Angels Chapter-Holy Blood.

"Tiers, as a son of the Holy Blood, you have served the empire for a long time, from an immature recruit to a warrior with countless honors, your belief is pure and sincere, your belief is as firm as a rock, after the Blood Council Your noble character and achievements have been recognized, are you willing to serve as the commander of the Tenth Company of the Holy Blood Order?"

  Wearing red armor, holding a scarlet chalice, and wearing a mask of Sanguinius, the Holy Blood Priest Cobro spoke, his voice without any emotion.

"If you refuse this honor and stand up and leave this temple, no one will blame you for it, Tiers. If you are willing to bear this burden and swear that you will never live up to this honor, then stay. "

  Tiers didn't move, but knelt there quietly on one knee, waiting silently.

  It is absolutely impossible for him to give up this honor.

   This is the best reward for his bravery.

  Dante stepped down from his throne, and with a soft unsheathing sound, he drew the holy sword of the warband.

  The blade was as long as a mortal body, and was forged by the best craftsman in the Empire, a great Primarch, Vulkan himself.

  Dante's sword is far superior to all ancient weapons.

   That Primarch is proficient in forging, combined with the advanced technology of the empire, the forged weapons are very powerful.

  Vulcan is not stingy, he will cast his own artifacts for those warriors who think they are worthy.

   This already symbolizes a recognition.

   Only the most eminent warriors are given weapons forged by a Primarch himself.

  The tip of the sword that was not activated rested on Tiers' shoulder.

   "I, Dante, the leader of the Blood Angels Chapter hereby announce Tiers as the commander of the Tenth Company of the Blood Angels."

  Many warriors sang the song of Baal to celebrate Tiers.

  After the ceremony, Tiers stood up.

  His face also emerged from the shadow of the candlelight into the light.

  The water seller in the past, the son of Yuji, now has a vicissitudes of life. Years of war left his face with hideous wounds.

"The battle group needs to go to the Cadia battlefield first to support, and the follow-up cleaning work of the Armageddon battlefield is handed over to the tenth company. The bonebreaker has escaped here and mixed with those damned chaotic evil things. With the tenth company And the strength of the auxiliary army is enough to wipe out the Armageddon battlefield." Dante said: "This is also your first battle after being promoted to company commander, don't let us down."

   "Never live up to the name of the Holy Blood." Tiers said.

   A few hours after being promoted to Chapter Command.

  A fleet headed by a giant battleship was separated from the huge fleet and headed straight for Armageddon.

  The flagship of the Blood Angels Chapter, the Holy Blood, entered the subspace with many other warships, heading for the Cadia battlefield.

  There will be a decisive battle between the human empire and many aliens.

   There is absolutely no possibility of the Holy Blood Angel being absent.

  Standing on the command bridge of the battleship, Tiers watched the departure of the Holy Blood.

  The noisy bridge was filled with the voices of officers and technicians.

  The imperial double-headed eagle flag hangs high above the bridge.

  The glory banners belonging to the tenth company are arranged next to the double-headed eagle flag.

   Some have faded with the passage of time, some are still as bright as just woven, and some even have dried blood.

  The previous company commander died in battle and met the greatest death with his bravery.

  Original Forged Warriors are just powerful, not absolute immortality.

  The powerful WGHAAAA energy instantly vaporized him.

  Tiers thus became the commander of the tenth company.

  The battle group left, and Tiers focused his attention on the mission.

   Clean up Armageddon, and then go to the Cadia battlefield to join the warband.

   It is said that the great emperor of the empire has set out from the solar system, hoping that he can catch up with the final battle.

  Before, the Blood Angels had been cleaning up the outer areas of Armageddon, uprooting the planets controlled by the green skins one by one, and crushing their fortresses.

  The orcs on Armageddon today are already crabs whose legs have been pulled out, just waiting for the final blow from the empire.

  Tiers' task is to complete the finishing touches and completely clean up the orcs and demons in Armageddon.

  Fleet is fast.

  Even if the empire does not have the webway to Armageddon, with the lighthouse navigation system, the speed of the fleet far exceeds that of the past.

   After reaching its destination, the fleet begins to return to reality.

  The spaceship that flew out of the subspace, the afterglow of the subspace still remained on the Geller force field.

  The force field-driven engine shines with dazzling brilliance, like a sun driving a huge battleship in flight.

  The void shield system starts slowly, taking shape amidst the trembling of the shield generator

  A gray planet appeared in front of them.

   was covered by thick clouds.

   Terrible wars erupted all over the surface of the planet.

  This world is being pushed to the abyss of death by a destructive force that exceeds its own recovery ability.

  The world is covered in wounds.

   Every area is scarred.

  Strange energies erupted all over the planet.

  The earth has been broken, and hot lava spreads and flows on the surface of the planet like a river.

  War has turned this world into hell.

   Armageddon was once the industrial world of the Empire.

   Then it was reduced to doomsday ruins due to the invasion of demons and orcs.

  The ecological environment of the planet has been seriously polluted.

  Toxins and radiation have poisoned this once industrial star.

  Ordinary people only need to take a breath of the unpurified air outside the hive city to inhale deadly toxins.

  Those toxins will slowly rot and melt the lungs.

  The surviving humans hid in the Armageddon hive, holding on to the planet for the empire.

  The Armageddon stronghold is extremely majestic.

  Those towering buildings are protected by huge void shields.

  Giant weapons are scattered all over the tall city walls.

  All kinds of cannon muzzles are spread all over it, just like the sharp teeth on the mouth of a wild beast.

  At this time, the endless green tide is attacking the Armageddon Fortress.

   From the detection device of the battleship, it can be seen that the orcs are very large.

  After possessing the orc emperor, the green-skinned orcs also experienced atavism.

  They are recovering their strength as weapons of murder.

   Some words were swallowed, and today I can only change 10,000.

I'm really sorry.

  

  

  (end of this chapter)