Chapter 395 Death of the Eagle

This is a dark corridor. The Rendans did not consider the so-called light required by the naked eye, at least not at all, because the Red Corsair Astartes can see everything, and then the complex psychic network transmits that to mortals. However, they are not high or low, and the Rendans who control them are all at the same level, just with different divisions of labor and responsibilities.

But in most cases, such a division also leads to mortals having to rely on Space Marines, even after being controlled by the Rendans and becoming puppets. The flickering promethium lamp is the last mercy left by the Rendans for the fragile mortal bodies, but in order to save the vital fuel, when making this place, many places still did not install enough lumen balls.

At the same time, this also gave the Destruction Eagle enough opportunities. When the Sergeant of the Destruction Eagle suddenly reached out from the corner, grabbed the enemy's throat, and completely cut off the head of the Red Corsair Astartes who led the patrol with a tactical dagger, it was equivalent to falling into a dark darkness for those Rendans.

After losing the Astartes, those mortals left Dan with only bombs and death. After dozens of rapid Siren bombs flew by, the entire metal corridor was left with only pieces of meat. The spiritual Fenririon wolf picked up individual pieces of meat and threw them on an open space. The worms wriggling in the meat were the reason why those mortals could still move.

After the sergeant cut off their psychic power, they fell into irreversible chaos and even forgot to escape. The wriggling like primitive animals was also the essence of their wisdom, that is, the psychic connection allowed them to transcend the constraints of the brain required by intelligent creatures and use group wisdom to form a false intelligence.

After Barnard's power armor stepped hard, a collision and explosion sound of liquid and meat mud was heard in the narrow space, and those false things completely became a mass of dead meat mud. Although Dan had terrible piercing resistance and fire resistance, they had no way to deal with squeezing.

When they pushed forward again, most of the soldiers were optimistic about it, except Barnard, who whispered. "The hunt went too smoothly, kid. This is not a good omen. Only when we hunt in the cold wind and difficulties can the prey we get be a gift from Russ, especially when we fight with such an ancient and huge beast."

What he said made sense, but the sergeant was already on the verge of a shot. He could feel the surging psychic energy deep in the corridor in front of him, and he did not hesitate to reach out and touch the heavy iron door.

The next moment, he was bounced away by the strong psychic energy, and his Falcon Sword trembled in the air. The next moment, the iron door flew out, and it was dozens of centimeters long, but at this moment it twisted and bent like feathers and iron sheets, smashing out and directly killing several combat brothers under it.

The sergeant flew through the gap of the iron door like a cat, and his long sword cut a path for himself, but he saw that his body was abnormally swollen, and the body was surrounded by strange psychic energy. That human who was like a devil, or let Dan.

He originally thought that the evil actions of the aliens had already made him sick enough, but now, he couldn't describe his emotions. Amid the twisting flesh and the voices of the mortal souls begging, he slashed with his sword, but Dan just stood there, the psychic shield blocked the slash, flashing a faint blue light, absorbing most of the attack.

Barnard shouted. "What kind of monster is this? I can feel that it is more foul than a sea dragon, more powerful than a rune priest, and more twisted than a demon!" He raised his shotgun and shot. The sea dragon's fang pierced the monster's heart like a sharp sword, but it only penetrated halfway and did not explode.

The strong psychic energy bound the projectile, and then he "threw" the thing at the Space Marines like throwing a grenade. Then many brothers, including Barnard, hurriedly crawled on their bodies. The next second, countless small pressures spread out, like a sudden pressure on this narrow place, and the armor of the brothers who followed them in burst instantly. Only the veteran Barnard who knew how to dodge the fangs could rely on his own skills and use special breathing to reduce the attack.

In any case, in the internal communication, the sergeant was asking the soldiers to retreat. The strength of this enemy exceeded his imagination. This was not a beast at the end of its strength, but a more crazy and twisted existence.

The Space Marines began to retreat from the fortress to the outside of the battle line in an orderly manner and began to form a defense force to help the sergeant guard against the subsequent alien attacks, but in any case, at this moment, only the old wolf Barnard and the sergeant of destruction were still standing here, confronting this demon.

The evil wind blew past this monster, and the rough air carried an inexplicable stench. Just by looking at it, the willpower of mortals could be torn apart by this existence. The powerful power of the Supreme Heaven made people fear and worship it, but its opponents were not mortals, but powerful Astartes.

The slashing speed that exceeded the speed of mortals came towards it again, but this time the sword edge burned with fierce flames, enough to tear apart all the impure flames, which came from a silver and ruthless sun, an ancient and powerful individual, a god that belonged to humans alone. When the psychic energies collided with each other, the flames showed a destructive power beyond expectations, instantly tearing apart the psychic energy that Dan was proud of. The blade passed by, and its shoulder fell with a sound.

But that was not flesh and blood, but a large number of disordered worms. Those things did not suffer any actual damage and quickly healed Dan's body. But the next second, the old wolf shot at the group of worms, and the fangs of the sea dragon tore those aliens apart, turning them into meat foam. Only at this moment did Dan's body let out a heart-wrenching roar, and looked as if someone had cut off his arm.

The ugly howl was repeated in the whole corridor, and four ferocious Fenrion dogs followed closely and bit Dan's body, but the next second, the beasts were instantly torn apart by a large number of worms. Barnard listened to the sound of his old friend's death with heartache, and raised his weapon at the same time, saying as if facing a great enemy.

"Come again, kid, let's cut it off little by little until it's over!"

At the end of their extreme, the sergeant raised his weapon again, like a natural brother, cut through the shield, and fired the explosive bomb. The next second, a ball of mud-like blood exploded on Dan's chest.

Such cooperation caused great trauma to the monster, but Dan didn't care. Its body was a medium composed of a large number of souls of its own kind and mortals. Compared with the so-called injury, it cared more about the body of the Eagle Sergeant. A vicious plan appeared in its mind early. When the Eagle Sergeant cut through its shield again, it deliberately showed weakness and pretended that its psychic power was declining, but it was not that weak.

The Master Chief was also subconsciously caught. After all, losing so many bodies is a serious matter in the eyes of humans. When he repeated this fighting style again and again, his blade was suddenly caught, and countless worms followed the sword to crawl up.

Let Dan's terrible psychic power extinguish the flames. It was the first time that the Master Chief encountered such a situation. It was not that the Emperor's power was not strong enough, but that he could not burn more of his own psychic power as fuel to supply this powerful spell.

As a Space Marine, his ability should be far superior to that of mortals, but facing the power bestowed by the Emperor, he also felt powerless. When countless worms used their psychic power to separate the destruction stand, that kind of powerlessness felt to the limit, he was going to die!

It's just that he hated being controlled by the aliens more than dying in battle, but he had no choice. He saw his armor began to be drilled by worms, he saw his body rotten, he saw himself becoming the enemy of the Empire, and the powerful psychic prophecy ability made those fragments flash in his mind, making him sick and collapsed.

Without a doubt, he became the thing he least wanted to be. How many minutes could he retain his will before those worms penetrated his skin and rotted his black armor?

This period of time was as terrible as torture, but his consciousness suddenly heard a shout, which was like the howl of a wolf. The next second, a bomb hit the heart of Randan. The strong explosion and high pressure pushed the sergeant away. His chest armor was broken into pieces, and his helmet was also tattered, revealing the black armor on his chest and the handsome face of the sergeant. But this incident also angered Randan.

The worm watched his dream shattered, and couldn't help looking at the culprit who destroyed everything. The group of wolves that killed them ten thousand years ago are still destroying their good deeds. This grudge started when the emperor was still walking on earth, and it still continues intermittently to this day.

Let Dan use his psychic power to grab the old wolf's throat. At this moment, he felt his vitality was fading. Let Dan bend his will, and the old soldier's spine bent. The huge power that could kill the Space Marines and bend them made Barnard become an L character, and blood flowed from his empty eyes.

The Sergeant of Destruction Eagle watched all this. Although Barnard had only a smile of relief on his face, he devoted himself to the Empire and lived up to the name of Russ, but the Sergeant only felt the heart-wrenching pain and the pain of losing his brother.

The next moment, the Falcon Sword had never burned like this. If he usually dispatched the Emperor's flames, it was equivalent to a circle of blue flames around the blade. At this moment, his sword had completely turned into a blazing fire on the Emperor's statue, as if the sword had grown scarlet flame horns.

The whole corridor burned so brightly that Dan had to feel fear. It didn't even have time to eat Barnard's body. The next moment, it was pierced by the sharp blade of the Sergeant.

At this moment, this man is no longer an Astarte. To be precise, he has lost his mind due to injury and anger, so the name of the individual who represents him cannot be verified. It’s just that the Master Chief’s face is extremely calm and indifferent at this moment, which reminds people of the towering sculptures standing in the cities of the empire.

Dan said with great fear. "Who are you?"

The Master Chief just answered indifferently. "You shouldn't live here, heretic." His pupils turned into something composed of strange blue, silver, and intersecting light, and the flames burned Dan's whole body.

In the endless flames, this monster that can obviously resist tens of thousands of degrees of heat turned into dust and ashes. The Master Chief collapsed on the ground powerlessly. At this moment, the whole corridor was left with only death, endless death.

The endless battlefield made Dan begin to collapse. Their attacks became chaotic, and many began to daze on the spot. The bombing of the Imperial Guard and the assault of the soldiers quickly snatched back many positions. In less than half a day, the fortress was recaptured again, and when the Imperial Guard completely cleared the aliens, the Red Pirates also retreated early.

In any case, the Imperial Guard won a comprehensive victory in this war, and the help of the Space Wolves made people feel at ease. However, after the war, Alanbair received a message that the Chief Sergeant of the Destroyer Eagle was now like an old man, with white hair and wrinkles, and could only rely on stasis to prolong his life.

The chief physician and the pharmacist of the Destroyer Eagle were helpless, and the only thing that could be regarded as a diagnosis was the words of the Space Wolves Rune Priest. "Those who bear the light of the silver sun must burn themselves as fuel..."

At the same time, in the nest, the powerful Jean Pill returned to its true form. It felt extremely weak. The emperor's flames burned much of it, and its connection with the will to kill in the supreme sky became vague...

Such an injury is more terrifying than any actual attack, because the most important thing for Dan, a group of psychic creatures, is always his willpower and the long-lasting connection network in the supreme sky, rather than a powerful body or many compatriots. This is why The reason why the Empire once and for all killed this group of monsters.

This behemoth covered its head and trembled in its own palace. A burning flame became stronger and stronger. That was not its thing. It was a unique and terrifying ancient god. It could not accept those existences until it reached a critical point. , the entire behemoth's body burned, turning into a ball of silver flames and dissipating into the world.

On the red pirate flagship approaching Enjili Port, the old wizard lord woke up from meditation. He felt that his connection with the worm was broken. He did not need to play the so-called massacre, but the plan of the Lord of Changes was also broken. It broke, and he showed a disappointed expression, but the Engili Spaceport in front of him was already very close. He needed time and a chance.

Huron was just a stone, smelly and hard, which made him extremely dissatisfied. However, he could only admit that in the current situation, he was the Lord of Change's last trump card, and his plan to tear up the empire was about to begin. If it cannot gain control of the Maelstrom area, the Empire will gain a lot of time...

He felt that if the attack failed, the empire would have another thousand years to extend its life, and the Supreme Sky's plan to invade the real universe and the war to destroy Cadia could only be postponed until the time was right.

This was something he couldn't tolerate, and he looked at the information in front of him and thought silently. "The final wall is... Astra Militarum? Imperial Guard?"

His dry fingers waved randomly on it, then suddenly stopped. He looked at the characters and read out the name. "Alan Beyer?"