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Chapter 505 For Vulcan!
"Whoosh~" (the open-top armored vehicle is speeding)
A certain orc: "I think I saw a can?"
Another orc: "I just saw a bunch of green and black stuff. Did the Pain Boy come up with something new?"
Two green and big things drove armored vehicles towards the interior of Space Gangaat. After passing through several checkpoints, one of the orcs finally noticed something was wrong.
There was an extremely huge orc blocking their way in the passage ahead. His armor was extremely thick, with thick rivets and endless iron plates forming its armor, layer after layer. Becomes extremely hard when bonded.
Haibo didn't realize that the opponent was an Orc at first. If it hadn't roared, the armored vehicle would have crashed into it.
The speeding open-top armored vehicle made a sharp turn and drifted, and a black mass was thrown high into the air. Yitzhak jumped up with the help of centrifugal force, tensed his arms, placed his long sword behind his back, and dropped his power punch like thunder. The sound of sonic boom was like rolling thunder, resounding through the sky.
The power fist hammer hit the layers of steel plates. Even though the outer metal was easily penetrated like a cake, the internal composite structure still withstood the blow.
Yitzhak bent his arm, blocked the orc's arm on one side, and raised his sword to slash at the other side.
The pile of steel below started to move, and the attack of the power fist did not even penetrate the armor. The orc raised its giant hand, which was a huge steel prosthetic limb. It also only had steel plates and rivets. Only when it opened its hand, Only the son of the fire dragon can confirm that it is not a coiled belt.
The power sword burst out with the sound of gold and iron clashing, and the sword body trembled. It was held firmly by one hand. The decomposition position was not closed, but the mysterious Waaaagh energy flowed on the armor, and the power sword made no progress at all. .
The huge orc moved, and its poor imitation of artillery explosions caused too much armor to pile up on its body. The big guy from the Blood Ax Clan only learned half of it. The sophisticated technology of the Evil Sun Clan did not open up its thinking. Simply relying on his powerful physique to drive the armor.
Seeing that he could not draw out the war blade, Yitzhak stepped on the armor with one foot and drew out his power fist.
The leader of the Haibo Chapter on the side originally wanted to use the turret on the armored vehicle to attack, but he may have been too far away from the great technology master who created it. He was completely unable to understand how the broken screen with flashing lightning in front of him could operate.
He had no choice but to take out a shell from the ammunition compartment and throw it forward.
The two have been working together for hundreds of years, and Yitzhak knows what to do when he hears the sound of breaking wind.
The Ork's shell bounced off the side of Yitzhak's armor, but luckily it didn't explode.
The cannonball accurately fell into the hole created by Yitzhak's power punch before.
Then the second punch of the power fist blocked the hole, and he hit hard.
The incomprehensible orc roared to cover up the explosion, and Yitzhak used all his strength to send the power fist deeper.
The steel plate assembly shook violently. Yitzhak was caught by a steel prosthetic limb and slammed against the wall. The violent orc used all his strength and crashed through a wall.
Haibo jumped off the armored vehicle at this time. His reaction was indeed a little slower than that of other Seed warriors, but his power was not false.
The Seiko power hammer fell on the opponent's body again and again. The orc armor was like an anvil in a forge. The continuous high-intensity hammering caused the strong rivets to fall off, and layers of armor fell to the ground like snowflakes. .
"Bathed in the flames of war, forged in the anvil!"
The wails of the orcs summoned a large number of orc troops, and the battle cries of the salamanders also pointed the way for the commandos.
A mixed force of Executioners and Silver Skulls charged in this direction, and happened to collide with a green-skinned guard who was outflanking Hyper from the rear.
The battle became extremely chaotic, and Yitzhak realized that even the two of them couldn't quickly deal with the big man.
The crazy Gufu guy rushed like a tank, and Yitzhak reluctantly turned over behind the opponent. His physical condition was not good and he felt like he was going to fall apart.
"Think quickly, is there any terrain that can be used?" Yitzhak tried his best to stay rational.
He broke away from the opponent's body and began to wander around, looking for opportunities to cut off the opponent's armor one by one, trying to create a weak area of the armor, and then finding an opportunity to kill him with one blow.
The armor seemed endless, one layer after another was cut open.
The orcs rushed towards him, and Yitzhak moved flexibly to dodge, causing the living mudslide to hit the armored vehicle, turning the vehicle that had led them several kilometers forward into ruins.
It lifted the scrapped armored vehicle, and damn, how strong was it.
The ball of scrap metal drew an arc in the air and hit the spot where Yitzhak stood a second ago.
There's little terrain to exploit, and the guy can tear down everything around him with ease.
Hyperbo cooperated with the Chapter Champion to slam the armor, and the shocking roar of the dragon when the dragon's blaster fired attracted the attention of the orcs to Hyperbor's side.
Yitzhak struck back with another punch, and the two warriors stood on either side of the orc, attacking alternately.
"We can't go on like this. Defeating it is not our goal. Leave it to me. Hebo, you have a teleportation beacon on your body. Rush to the orc boss and use the teleportation beacon to call the think tank for support!"
Yitzhak is determined to face the orc alone. Tactics and skills are not critical. He needs to kill him before enemy support arrives.
The orc was also annoyed by the beating. He was hit in front, and without thinking, he punched in the back.
"You didn't expect it, I am also smart."
Once the hammer was empty, it could only see a running back. Yitzhak took advantage of the situation and swung his wide power sword into the inside of the orc's armor. This time, the direct thrust hurt the orc's body again.
The two roared and fought together again.
......
Hai Bo moved forward hard, and the fighting movements were getting less and less. The bastards coming from the side were crushed by his war-trampling momentum. It was the boss of the guard who was guarding the door at the end. After crossing it, Hai Bo would Facing a big psychic guy.
This "psychic big head" maintains the Orc Waaaagh energy circle in this direction. The casualties of the Guards will not reduce the Orc energy density because of its existence.
The offensive of the five hundred elite Astartes cannot be easily blocked. Most of them are veterans of the first company of each chapter, and a few are think tanks and special weapons troops. These forces can withstand the attack. The combat effectiveness of two ordinary battle groups.
When Hyper rushed to the big psychic guy, the first thing he did was to put down the teleportation beacon.
Because the enemy in front was too big, the psychic leader was sitting on a throne, leaning on a towering wall that seemed to span the entire space Gangaat. The psychic energy gathered from all directions, and passed through the "I Xun Si Te" below. "Easy to use" psychic equipment controls the entire scene.
The powerful spiritual power made Haibo mistakenly think that he was the real boss of the orcs.
When the think tank led twenty-seven warriors to teleport here, Haibo had been caught in the sky by spiritual energy. It was all thanks to the sacred ancient armor on his body that he was not crushed by the spiritual energy.
The Son of the Fire Dragon responded with the most intense firepower. Explosive bombs rained down on the body of the psychic bighead, but it had little effect because it firmly believed that as long as it sat on the sacred throne, no one would threaten it.
Compared to the "rich" red torrent, Salamander warriors cannot fire anti-psionic bombs casually. They can only stagger and load explosive bombs mixed with armor-piercing bombs.
The think tank chanted the sound of casting, and the flames surrounded his side, condensing into fire dragons and circling.
A huge fire dragon rushed towards the leader of the Haibo Chapter, and the explosive weapon took advantage of the situation and aimed at the mysterious orc throne to cover the think tank.
Three heavily armored warriors rushed towards the enemy. They were the strongest warriors and could walk as fast as they could even wearing heavy armor.
After rushing to a certain distance, the flamethrower spits out tongues of fire.
The psychic boss has to fight off the incoming enemies first.
With a thought, the terrifying flames rolled back, and the fuel tank explosion caused by the promethium elemental flames rolled back, killing a son of Vulkan, and then the orcs' terrifying psychic energy easily crushed the charging warriors.
But because of this, the fire dragon flying in the air bit Heibo who was pulled into the sky, and rescued him from the orcs' psychic control.
The dense cracks on the relic armor tell the terror of the enemy, and the flickering flames prove the loyalty of the Son of the Fire Dragon.
The "Fire Dragon" surrounding the think tank pounced towards the opponent to confuse the enemy and try to rescue Chapter Leader Haibo.
After a short circle, the think tank understood what Hai Bo meant.
The fire dragon in the sky had no retreat and pounced towards the psychic throne.
The psychic head gathered all the strength of his body and spat out a terrifying psychic impact towards the fire dragon. However, during this period, the anti-psionic bomb passed through its psychic shield. Although it did not cause any damage, it followed closely. The subsequent detonating gun destroyed the environment around the orcs. Heated to incredibly high temperatures.
The fierce impact of the orcs like an upside-down waterfall shattered the dragon scales, extinguished the burning spiritual energy, and shattered the skeleton of the Librarian's firm will.
The only sound left in the air was Haibo's war cry, "Bathed in the flames of war, forged in the anvil!!!"
The Salamanders Chapter Master's arms were shattered, and the broken armor could be seen merging with the blood from the cracked black skin. Bones were visible on his fingers, and the power hammer was still tightly held in his hand.
The charging warrior pushed forward thirty meters against the pressure of psychic energy, just to get into the range of the gravity gun. At this critical moment, the flow of gravity particles hit the throne in front.
The heavy hammer fell on the throne, and the dust raised made it impossible to see what was going on inside. A loud "Waaaagh!!!" shocked the heads of all the Primaris warriors wearing heavy armor, and their bodies melted with the armor. Becoming one, the oppression from subspace killed them instantly.
Only a handful of Terminators withstood the impact, thanks to their superior helmets.
When the smoke cleared, Think Tank was the first to stand up. He saw Uncle Hyper lying down and the broken throne.
Hyper was seriously injured, and the Salamander's unique ability to recover quickly and the Belisarius Furnace stimulated his body to grow new flesh at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The sense of oppression did not disappear. The think tank looked around vigilantly. There was no enemy corpse on the broken throne.
No, that can't be called a throne, it's just a cage.
The chains rattled, and the big psychic figure floated in the sky. There was no reason, except that it thought it looked cool.
Pao Biao made the same mistake as the Adeptus Mechanicus, a bit too much in using his subordinates as "wetware".
As soon as the psychic giant got out of trouble, its sense of resistance inevitably swelled. It controlled the Waaagh energy circle of most of the orcs on this side, so that it had the illusion that it could challenge the bombardment.
The emperor has not been in court for decades, but you can control 50,000 of the 100,000 palace guards. The emperor's bed is right next to you. The foreign enemy has arrived, and the people's hearts are floating. This is the time for me to raise my arms and shout to create Ouke's glory again!
The time, place, and fortune are in my hands!
"I have been a slave to bombardment for a hundred years, and I wonder if it will be his turn to be chained to an iron bench next!"
The power brought by the shouts of the surrounding orcs who were fighting feverishly with the Astartes continuously converged into its body. This is the enemy's main attack point, which means that the war fever helped it become the leader of all the psychic bosses around it. The strongest existence.
I want to challenge you!
The walls trembled, a humming sound coming from behind the smooth, towering, perfect wall behind the throne.
The think tank fell to the ground and called his brothers not to get up. Some terminators did not fall, some had lost consciousness, and some were so seriously injured that they could no longer control their bodies.
.....
The Flesh Tearer think tank who was far away on Planet 4 felt a frightening force, and he looked at the stars in confusion.
Vulkan's Wrath is full of cannon holes and gang-hopping orcs. The ancient holy fearless pours ammunition at the enemy. The power fist hits the big guy's heart and is thrown to the ground with the sound of flesh and blood tearing. His movements paused for a moment.
The lost silver skull struck the last defensive node of the cruiser, and the last strong and unyielding warrior fell. His hand that pressed the explosion button stiffened, and in the end he failed to let all the orcs in the air valve die for him.
.....
The orc's opponent felt frightening heart palpitations for a moment, as if his heart was tightly grasped by giant claws.
The greenskins felt that Huanghuang had the power of heaven coming to the world. At this moment, they turned their heads and looked at the place where the bombardment was. Even if they were fighting with the opponent, they would not hesitate to be decapitated by the blade of the Space Marine.
It's like witnessing the arrival of Brother Gomao.
The think tank couldn't see what was going on. He kept praying, praying to the Emperor and Vulkan. That was not a force he could deal with. There should not be such a powerful force in the world.
It's so disappointing.
After the power of God, the world fell into silence. The ears of the remaining warriors were deafened and could not hear the sound. Lyman's ears were broken, Lariman's organs were inactivated, and the ganglia could not suppress irregular trembling...
The body of the psychic bighead fell from the sky, and the cannon blast left it alive, allowing it to continue to serve itself. This terrifying psychic attack penetrated Ganggat in space, shining brightly like the one that once existed in the subspace. Star Torch.
The morale of the orcs was greatly boosted. At the same time, the speed, strength, recovery ability, etc. of all the orcs were improved in all aspects. The Waaagh energy circle exploded and enveloped the entire galaxy.
.....
Haibo woke up.
Lying in front of him was the big psychic head. Haibo didn't notice that he was still alive at the first time. He felt that the orc, whose charred head was only connected to the body by "skin" as thick as a few fingers, must be dead.
His eyes couldn't help but look to the other side. The bombardment's attack blasted out from the center and penetrated all its mecha armor, allowing Haibo to directly see the bombardment's close-fitting mecha.
The orc boss looked at him indifferently.
Yifeng also looked at it indifferently.
The Salamander Think Tank's perspective made Yifeng very unhappy. He lay on the ground and looked up with all his strength. Pao Biao's figure was so tall. The bony hands of Haibo Chapter Leader were still holding the power hammer. He had never lost his courage. .
"For Vulkan!" he roared, raising his heavy steps and charging forward under the pressure of the psychic energy of the bombardment.
"For Vulcan!" Thinktank also shouted. He got up from the ground and charged with the holy chain sword of the war group. His condition was much better than that of Hyper, and his charging speed was much faster.
Flames spurted out from Think Tank's body, swaying but burning tenaciously under the pressure of the psychic energy from the bombardment.
He was getting closer and closer to Haibo's back, and the bombarded body was gradually occupied by the soldiers running in front of the think tank.
Haibo's tall figure eventually disappeared together with the think tank's vision.
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I've been here a long time, judging by my bones, a long time indeed.
I seem to be dead? Probably dead.
So where is this place? The burning earth, the never-ending roar.
Just be patient and it will all pass.
How long have I endured? I can't remember exactly what they were howling about! ?
The cage, with two huge guards in front always watching over me.
No, they were dragging the cage I was in and walking around.
No, is this part of them?
confusion....
I also want to yell, to suppress those noisy yellers, they are so annoying, what should I yell?
I am irritable, I want to pick something up, my body is empty, is there anything around that can fill my skull, chest, and pelvis?
There seems to be none.
There are some sticky disgusting substances all around, staining my body,
So be it, how long have I been here?
Well, did I just think about this?
Oops! I'm moving, I'm moving so fast, you can't fool me, two huge and shameless prison guards, the surrounding environment is changing, I recognize it, that's a sphere, that's a straight line, I'm moving, I can say that for sure .
It slowed down, something was wrong with the sky, but I couldn't tell what was wrong.
(I vaguely heard something)
It's too noisy. It's a different sound. I should listen carefully.
It’s too noisy, it’s too noisy. How long have you been arguing? Can’t you be quiet and let me listen?
I should shout something to overwhelm you, shout something different, shout something that can destroy you!
Oh, I seemed to hear something.
"Bathed in the flames of war, cast in the anvil!!!"
Where, where! The cage is ventilated, and the shouts can come in. Some more shouts, some more shouts.
(More and more voices.)
No, no, no, you can't go this way, the sound becomes quieter here.
Go over there, it's louder over there.
The cage here has become thinner, I can hear other sounds, great, here, I have to do something, do something!
I seem to have a hammer. I looked for it. Ha, it’s here, and it still works!
Try hammering it, hammer it.
I have no strength, I feel weak.
Maybe I should shout something, like the chant during blacksmithing.
That’s right, that’s the sentence, “bathed in the flames of war and forged in the anvil!!!”
Hammer, hammer, hammer my bones, no one can trap me, I'll get out of this damn place, I'll get out!
Damn guard, did it spot me?
It is pressing towards me. What can you do? What can you do? can you kill me? !
Come, come and kill me!
A beautiful psychic bombardment, it hit me, roar, the strength I had accumulated for so long was suddenly used up.
Look at my bones, they're so clean.
The ground beneath my feet is a bit soft, probably from the psychic blast. I feel like I could sink quite a bit.
The shouting became much quieter.
Am I standing in the wrong place?
Lifting his feet, there seemed to be roaring sounds elsewhere.
No, try again. Your feet are so soft. Maybe another hammer will have an effect.
drink!
Wait, there are some voices, different voices.
"For Vulkan!!!"
For Vulcan, for me?
A small crack appeared in front. It was definitely not a trap. I could feel it. There were blazing flames, familiar salamanders, anvils and familiar beliefs.
There were a lot of people there, and they were dying.
They...they...died like this?
No, I have to protect them, I have to think of a way. They should live under the protection of the strong. Is there no strong person left?
I'm here to protect them.
The scorching shadows are back, the guards have spotted me again, damn it.
Give me a hammer!
........
The death psychic scream of the Salamander Librarian blasted a small gap in the Waaaagh psychic field, and an abnormal small hole appeared in the vortex of the orc psychic energy.
When the cannon blast killed Haibo and embedded the cracked relic armor into the tall warrior's body, a hammer appeared from the subspace rift.
White Bones held it, just like the bare fingers of Hyper White Bones tightly clasping the handle of a power hammer.
"What is that?" This thought has not yet faded from Pao Biao's mind.
A huge white skeleton swung a war hammer and hit it!
(Vulkan and Beast, the strongest orc boss at that time, fell into the Destruction Orc energy transmitter. Vulkan is an immortal and he will not die, but Brother Gomao is different from the Emperor. The Emperor They can't move, but they can. They almost move together with the subspace area corresponding to the beast, because the orc boss known as "the beast" gathered almost all the orc tribes at that time.
Dying with the Beast meant that Vulkan's rebirth into the Warp was as awkward as emerging from the bed of Slaanesh, the skull pile of the Brass Throne, or the villa of Nurgle.
The second brother Gomao did not let him go easily until a "Gomao Divine Chosen" was chosen again. They moved with the bombardment. The Salamanders were the same as before, chapter leaders, think tanks, priests... .The strong ones used their own deaths to call for his return. )