Warhammer: Emperor's Ravenbringer

Chapter 73 The eldest son's dispute
The dark sky was lit up by the flames of war.

Torpedoes, missiles, and energy beams fell densely into the magnificent dark city of Comoros.

One after another, the magnificent buildings with terrifying and thrilling styles were destroyed.

On this day, the Empire made countless Dark Eldar and slaves who had lived in the lower class of Comoros since childhood and had never seen the sun feel the brightness and heat of the stars.

Then, each of these guys saw their grandmother in the light and lived happily with her forever.

The sky of Comoros was filled with gunfire and bullets, and the torrent of bullets was like iron snakes rolling into the air.

The straight beams of energy flashed in an instant, and the dense bombs were like hail covering the sky.

The pitch-black Emperor-class Titan mech, clad in heavy armor, moved forward with heavy steps.

It used artillery and its own terrifying size and weight to carve out a path through Comoros.

They are war machines born to destroy.

From the moment it was created, it was meant to destroy everything.

The Emperor-class Titan has heavy armor, a self-contained arsenal, and void shields comparable to those of a battleship.

They are mobile war fortresses that can provide terrifying firepower output and are the most terrifying war units on the front battlefield.

Behind the Emperor-class Titans, there was a group of Lord-class Titans and multiple Knight Mecha Regiments.

They were like a spear, breaking through the vassal territories outside Comoros without any hindrance and heading straight for the core area of ​​Comoros.

Thousands of Dark Eldar fled in all directions before the advancing war machines.

Those who had the courage to resist were either crushed by the Empire's mecha legions or else.

Or they would be hit by the destructive artillery and die without a complete body.

The mecha drivers didn't care about the ants under their feet.

When the troops behind follow up, they will naturally eliminate these poor guys.

The Mech Corps' primary goal is to eliminate those magnificent structures and the Pain Engines that are heading towards them.

The Dark Eldar inherited the most legacy from the Eldar Empire.

Among them are giant mechas made from spiritual bones.

Unlike the Ark Eldar, the Dark Eldar did not use the souls of their ancestors to control these giant wraithbone mechas.

Because they can't use psychic energy, and the first condition for driving the wraithbone mecha is to know how to use psychic energy.

To solve this problem, they used alchemy and dark technology to create pain cores that can absorb negative emotions such as despair and pain.

Twist the wraithbone mecha into an engine of pain, force a suitable driver into it, and you'll create a terrifying giant war machine.

A battle between Imperial Mechs and Pain Engines breaks out in Commorragh.

The beam released by the Titan cannon was as bright as a star, illuminating the entire battlefield.

The two sides fought fiercely like gods, and the aftermath they released destroyed countless buildings and reduced the city to ruins.

While the battlefield was in a stalemate, the Emperor's Grandeur was also gathering troops.

Under Lakas's relentless persuasion, the Emperor and the Raven agreed to his crazy proposal.

Prepare to assemble an elite force, led by the Haemoglobin Master himself.

Raid the Minaret District in Comoros and eliminate the ancient nobles.

"After capturing those high-ranking officials, please be sure to hand them over to me." Lakas requested the Emperor and Raven.

"Lacas, they are all yours," said the raven.

Lakas smiled, "Thank you for your grace, Lord Raven."

"Why did you agree to him?" the emperor asked in his mind.

"Why not? Those guys have committed countless horrific crimes. It would be a shame to just let them die like that."

The raven shook his head, his tone excited.

"Why not give it to this guy and let those guys feel the pain and fear they have caused others." "And this guy seems to be quite useful. In the future, we may be able to hire him as a prison consultant and let him study how to torture those subspace creatures."

"Your arrogance and madness are no less than mine." The Emperor silently complained after hearing Raven's explanation.

"Otherwise, how can we become the best partners?" Raven said complacently, "Why don't I sing a song for you about the best partners?"

"No, thank you." The Emperor refused directly. After his eternal journey in the universe, he was in awe of the raven's singing voice.

"Oh my god, the big guy actually knows how to say thank you." The raven screamed in the emperor's mind in an exaggerated tone.

Emperor: “.”

The troops assembled on the transporter deck.

The Primarchs were also given the honor of accompanying the Emperor on the battlefield.

With the help of the Mechanical Priest, Horus conducted a pre-battle inspection of the armor.

Abaddon, Sejanus, Aximander and other soldiers from the 16th Legion of Cosonia surrounded him.

With the successive returns of the Primarchs and the achievements made in the Great Crusade, the Legions were no longer referred to by serial numbers, but were given names one after another.

The Sixteenth Legion was rewarded by the Emperor for an outstanding battle and was awarded the title of Shadow Moon Wolf.

Not far from the Sixteenth Legion is the First Legion, which was awarded the title of Dark Angels.

Horus looked over and saw Lion.

A group of soldiers from the First Legion also gathered around him.

Astelan and Cole from Terra, and Luther, Red Ross and others recruited from Caliban.

Ryan had a sharp intuition and quickly noticed Horus's gaze and turned to look over.

Horus said, "Lion,"

"Horus," Lion responded.

"Comoros is a good testing ground and also an opportunity for us," Horus said.

"what chance?"

"A chance to prove which of us is the eldest son."

"There is no need to prove this." Ryan shook his head, "Because from the moment we were created, it was already destined."

"That's just a sequence. We were created at the same time." Horus retorted unconvinced.

"So, how do you want to prove which of us is more suitable to be the eldest son?"

"We will each lead a team and see who reaches the spire area first and who can capture more high-value prisoners."

Horus' proposal aroused Lion's interest.

He looked around at the warriors around him and asked, "Can I trust you to bring honor to me?"

"We will." Astelan nodded, "We can easily defeat them if you want."

"Before you brag, can you please make a draft first?" Abaddon, who had a bad temper, immediately became angry when he heard Astelan's words.

"I'm going to beat you up right now and let you know if what I said is true or not." Astelan looked at Abaddon and showed no sign of giving in.

"Okay." Abaddon was about to walk over, but was stopped by Horus, "Go back, we're about to teleport."

Ryan also asked Astelan to stop talking to avoid affecting the subsequent battle.

He looked at Horus and said seriously, "Whoever wins will be the eldest son, and the loser will never be allowed to mention this matter again."

"That is exactly what I thought," Horus said. "I will prove to everyone that I am my father's most outstanding son."

PS: The Emperor-class Titan, also known as the Long-legged Cathedral, is 150 meters high, with the cathedral occupying 50 meters.

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　　The battle for the throne among twenty sons is about to begin.

　　You guys can place your bets now.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)