Warhammer 30k and the Great Tomb of Nazarick

Chapter 179 Luo Jia is assassinated
Bishop John hid behind the collapsed house with two fourth-level angels of peace.

The students who had followed him before had either died in battle or were missing, and even the Imperial Army unit he followed had been almost wiped out.

The root cause of all this is the two weirdos standing on the ruins. They are wearing exaggerated and funny costumes like clowns and wearing weird masks.

But beneath their comical appearance lies a terrifying, deadly power.

John, who has become the bishop of the Empire's state religion, has also been exposed to a lot of knowledge about aliens. He knows that the guys on the opposite side are actually called Harlequins, and they are the most powerful warriors of the Eldar.

Today Bishop John experienced firsthand why Harlequin is known as the strongest warrior of the Eldar.

The two clowns rushed into the city and ran into John's troops, and a battle broke out between the two sides immediately.

The soldiers of the Empire fought bravely, but the Harlequins' strength was beyond belief, and their movements were as swift as ghosts, seemingly completely ignoring gravity.

The shuriken pistols in their hands continuously spewed out deadly firepower at an astonishing rate, and the Harlequins' extraordinary physical fitness allowed them to almost hit the target with every bullet. Half of the hundreds of Imperial Army soldiers who came into contact with them fell down in just one encounter.

The subsequent battle was a one-sided massacre. The star dart pistols, monomolecular rays and power swords together formed the Joker's killing network covering all distances, long, medium and short.

The Empire's army was almost no match for the enemy, but the army's sacrifice was meaningful. These clowns actually did not want to fight, and they kept trying to get into the city.

In such a chaotic situation, it was naturally impossible for the Imperial Army to understand what these clowns were trying to do, so the commander of this small force almost intuitively determined that he must not let these clowns succeed.

Although I don't know what the enemy wants to do, I will oppose everything they want to do.

Simple and direct.

The commander died in the first round of fire during the battle, but the Imperial Army still demonstrated its tenacity. They were clearly facing an opponent that was impossible to defeat, but they still managed to hold back the opponent's advance.

Until the last soldier died in battle, no one in this army chose to escape.

John was gasping for breath behind the ruins, no doubt feeling scared.

I didn't expect that after going through so much, I would still feel scared.

John could feel his hand shaking slightly as he held the bolter. He knew he couldn't stop these two clowns, but the Imperial Army had done their part and now it was his turn.

God's blessing!

John felt like he yelled, but in fact he didn't have time to make any sound. He just opened his mouth and left the bunker with the two angels of power.

Oh, in fact, those ruins were not a shelter at all for the clowns. The clowns were simply too lazy to pay attention to him. There were more important things for them.

Now John jumped out. They didn't mind giving him a bullet, but at this critical moment, a huge shock wave suddenly hit.

The two clowns immediately scattered and avoided the shock wave. Bishop John was unable to react in time and was hit by the shock wave. He flew more than ten meters away and crashed into a broken wall.

John, who was lying in the ruins, spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with internal organ fragments. Looking at the armor on his chest engraved with runes, he couldn't help but feel fortunate that if it weren't for this armor, he would really have to go to meet the six gods.

John took out a bottle of third-level healing potion. The polymer bottle was deformed and John drank all the potion in one breath.

Feeling that the injuries in his body were healing quickly, John knew that he was still in danger of losing his life at any time.

Bishop John couldn't help but praise the emperor.

In the past, the bottles containing magic potions were all made of glass or crystal, and would naturally be damaged by the strong impact.

This transparent, strong and lightweight polymer material has only appeared in legends, but I didn’t expect that everyone can use it now.

John clenched the gun in his hand. The two angels of power were defeated just now, but it didn't matter anymore.

If it weren't for the empire, he would have died long ago. Now he should contribute his insignificant life to the savior of mankind.

However, although John was prepared, the two clowns ignored him and rushed forward directly, and then the two clowns retreated at a faster speed.

They ignored John who was leaning against the wall and stepped over him, while behind them a violent force like a storm rushed towards them.

What it is?
Is it the enemy's weapon or our reinforcements?

With such a big commotion, it should be the incarnation of the God-Emperor, the war machine called Titan.

Although the protagonist John has regained his ability to move, he is still leaning against the wall and not moving for the time being.

One is to ask him to chase the clown of the Eldar clan, but it can't be said that it will be easy to catch him, that is just a pipe dream.

Another thing is that as the violent force gradually approaches, various deadly shock waves, light beams and long-range weapons of the Eldar appear with increasing frequency. If one is unlucky, one may go directly to see the God-Emperor.

Although John was not afraid of death, he did not want to die in such a confused way. The violent force moved very quickly and appeared in John's field of vision in just a dozen seconds.

That was Lorca, the son of the Divine Emperor and the Pope of the State Religion.

This man, who was as tall and majestic as a giant god, was now wearing a set of gorgeous but damaged red power armor. He held a huge mace in his right hand and continuously released various powerful attacks with his left hand.

Some of these attacks were simple psychic shocks. Compared to his brother Magnus, Lorgar was not good at using psychic power directly in combat. But now, the various magics learned in the other world made up for Lorgar's psychic shortcomings.

The ninth and tenth tier magic in Lorgar's hands was like pouring water, shooting out in all directions. Perhaps because the basic value was too high, the power of the magic released by Lorgar was obviously much higher than that of Ainz.

Following him and fighting with him constantly were a large number of clowns wearing masks.

Xi Gaoqi has made a desperate attempt to ensure that the Eldar can have a safe world. Not only has he blown up his own avatar, he has also sent dozens of clown troupes to assassinate Lorgar.

They would rush in after the spacecraft bombed the city to ensure that no trace of Lorgar was left, giving the Human Empire no chance to resurrect him. And if the spacecraft failed to bomb as planned, they would also serve as insurance and launch a strong attack on Lorgar to ensure that no trace of his body was left.

After the spaceships in the universe were stopped by Abaddon and others, the clown troupe rushed into the city. They quickly broke through layers of obstacles and found Lorgar who was organizing troops, and a fierce battle broke out.

It was impossible for the Word Bearers and the Imperial Army to sit idly by and watch their Primarch being assassinated, but the fighting power of dozens of troupes was indeed a bit beyond the limit. Lorgar's guards were desperately held back by the Harlequins, and Lorgar himself was surrounded and killed by the Harlequin's elite.

There are now more than a dozen of the most dangerous unicorns among the Harlequins participating in the siege of Lorgar, not to mention the Shadow Prophet and his members.

Faced with such a situation, even a powerful Primarch like Lorgar could only choose to fight and retreat, looking for opportunities.

After a fierce battle, Luo Jia and his men came to John's side.

Suddenly, a large number of single-molecule threads emerged silently from under Luojia's feet. No one knew when the Eldar set a trap here.

But a simple trap could not defeat Luo Jia. The clowns had tried this trick many times along the way, but they all failed.

The violent hurricane blew in all directions with Luojia as the center. Some of the single molecular lines were twisted into a ball, while others were blown back to other clowns, who then dodged them with extraordinary agility.

The three Harlequins took the opportunity to pounce from behind Lorgar, and the other Harlequins came to support them. The three Harlequins were like lightning, like the shadow of death, and stabbed Lorgar's back with three deadly Eldar blades.

The power armor forged with the most advanced craftsmanship in the Empire is enough to withstand all conventional damage, but the weapons of these clowns are also outstanding among the Eldar. Lorgar's power armor blocked it for a moment, but it was enough.

As Luo Jia's mind turned, a powerful psychic shock was released from behind him. The two clowns who were unable to dodge were turned into pieces on the spot. Although the other one dodged the shock wave, he was grabbed by Luo Jia with one hand and thrown to the ground.

Accompanied by a loud noise and flying dust, the clown lay motionless in the pit with all his bones broken.

Immediately afterwards, a flash of light appeared, and the wound on Luo Jia's back healed instantly.

Such was the power of this world's magic, but the Eldar Harlequins who had died in battle returned from the Warp a moment later.

The two sides have been entangled like this for dozens of times, and neither side can do anything to the other.

Perhaps sensing the urgency of time, the remaining clowns rushed forward in batches, one round after another.

They fought like this, leveling the ruins as they moved.

In just a few breaths, they were back at the edge of John's field of vision.

No one knew when a new member appeared among the clowns. He wore a unique and somewhat funny mask of an ordinary actor. He mixed in with the other clowns and kept getting closer to Luojia.

No, if you look closely, you'll see that what he's wearing isn't a mask at all, that's his face.

In the blink of an eye, literally in the blink of an eye, the sword in the hand of this strange clown had pierced into Luojia's heart.

Lorjia felt that this attack was completely different from the previous ones. When the tip of the sword pierced his skin, a terrible force instantly entered every corner of his body. Shocked and angry, Lorjia smashed the clown to pieces with a hammer.

His strange head rolled on the ground for a few times before revealing a playful expression. Even without a body, he still spoke:

"Hi, Sigouch."

This is the product of Xigaoqi's incarnation dividing his own power. He can only exist for a short time. His purpose of existence is to assassinate Luojia, and he succeeded.

Luo Jia fell down
He fell down in front of John.
There were shouting and gunfire in the distance; the Word Bearers were approaching.

However, John didn't have time to think about anything, he rushed out with the gun in his hand.

Today he wants to protect his God.

(End of this chapter)