Dedicate loyalty to the good empire

Chapter 267 Skull Offering Blood God? Shell Cleaning!

Taylor quickly planned his defense. He didn't know who his opponent was, nor did he need to know.

He was good at defense and took pride in it. When the Avarus soldiers in brown and yellow armor were ready, the trenches here were almost dug.

First, it spread out in a complex slanted pattern, stretching for several kilometers, with a Hydra anti-aircraft vehicle and heavy machine gun set up at each important node.

Although these were all half-handed gadgets made in the factory, Taylor had no choice but to use them. After all, they were much better than having nothing at all.

Secondly, the Mechanicus gear boy also provided a lot of creative ideas, such as placing the anti-aircraft guns horizontally to make up for their lack of sufficient defensive firepower.

But he probably won't be able to return to Mars in this lifetime, especially after completing the defense here.

He had no regrets. To be precise, he did not have the courage and will of a soldier, but he was still a Kamathian and wanted to do something for the Primarch.

Soon, the Blood King's army was ready, and when the first wave of soldiers charged, the heavy artillery took effect, quickly turning them into minced meat.

But in the distance, the main force of the World Eaters didn't seem to care about it. It was better to say that they just needed those guys to consume Taylor's few artillery shells.

Clever, and unlike a World Eater's approach, but effective.

Disgusting.

As Taylor was thinking this, he received a communication from inside the fortress.

Because the Iron Warriors Chaos Space Marines that were captured before have now changed their minds.

He asked the soldiers to take him to the battlefield and was ready to join Taylor and his men.

Obviously, he feared the coming of Khorne, which was a wise move, and his defection also led to the two remaining Space Marines becoming distrustful of each other and isolated.

Soon, after a dungeon brawl, the two guys were executed by imperial soldiers with guns.

They struck at each other until their armor ripped and blood and flesh splattered on the ground, fearing the other would follow the Iron Warrior's example.

At this moment, a Chaos Space Marine was kneeling on the ground, his armor stripped off. Under that resolute face, it was hard to imagine that he had a treacherous heart.

Taylor said without hesitation, "I will not forgive you. You will have to atone for your actions for the rest of your life."

The Space Marine, now dressed in gray robes, answered without hesitation. "Just keep me out of the hands of those red lunatics. I've seen their methods and have had conflicts with them before..."

"I can provide any intelligence, such as the location of Agnes's killer trap or information about the enemy commander."

Taylor said hesitantly. "Let's talk about the commander first."

The Space Marine replied. "Invercatus, Champion of the World Eaters, Crimson Wings, renowned for riding the metal Daemon Dragons forged for him by Khorne."

"He is skilled in wielding a battle axe and has many powerful wizards under his command."

"And their large forces were all sky cavalry. Many of them were defeated because they neglected the airspace."

Taylor interrupted. "I thought Khorne's minions didn't use such schemes!"

The Iron Warrior replied, "Their wizards also use their staffs to hit people, but they don't like to use magic at range."

"People think not, mostly because psykers look like any other crazy person."

Taylor nodded now, then said, "Tell me everything you know. I'm reluctantly trusting you."

Next, this Chaos Space Marine joined the team as a staff officer. Although he was criticized for his twisted betrayals time and time again, he was obviously reliable.

Soon, based on his intelligence, Taylor concentrated his troops to defend the sky, and asked the Skyfire system to aim the close-in defense guns at the sky as much as possible.

Then Taylor began pretending they were out of ammunition, mimicking a jammed shell or a stalled close-in weapon system.

At the same time, he began to let the Imperial Guard take risks and engage in close combat with Chaos. This was a risky move, but fortunately he was quite adept at close combat.

This saved them a lot of heavy artillery shells and effectively killed a large number of Chaos followers, thanks to the Space Marines not attacking among the mortals, but choosing to surprise them. Next, the enemy naturally took control of the sky area after the initial battle, when a large number of metal dragons and Space Marine gunships appeared.

Those horrible things let out terrifying roars.

"Blood sacrifice to the blood god! Skull sacrifice to the skull throne!"

The scarlet Space Marines laughed across the sky, the symbol of Khorne gleaming on their armour.

But the next moment, fierce artillery fire erupted from the Imperial Guard's fortress and the Hydra tanks on the ground, forming a red wall!

When the dense artillery fire turned into the Emperor's wrath, dyeing the entire sky from light blue to gray, the Chaos Space Marines' sky troopers were also seriously injured.

Those arrogant giants fell like raindrops, landing on the blood-stained and wet soil.

The Kamaz soldiers cheered, they had gained a great strategic advantage and they had accomplished the greatest thing in the entire universe.

Kill the demigod!
But Taylor's uneasiness did not diminish.

Sadly, Taylor guessed right.

Now, in the sky, a bright red metal dragon was soaring. He was far away from the front line, watching the situation from afar, like a noble knight.

The bright red metal helmet was dyed translucent by the artillery fire, making it look even more enchanting.

Under his crotch, a metal demon spread its wings. It was a metal flying dragon forged by Khorne.

That was Invercatus, Champion-Captain of the World Eaters, also known by other names, the Swift Axe and the Thunderous Fury of Khorne.

But without exception, they all describe how he quickly broke through the enemy's defenses.

But now he looked at the fortress that blocked his way.

He had heard of Taylor's name a long time ago, but he never thought that a mortal could hinder them for so long.

He asked the wizard using the communication inside the armor.

"When will Lord Angron awaken?"

The wizard replied.

"It will be now. When the Primarch returns, the Lord of the Dark Side will be the World Eater..."

With that, a warp rift began to gradually open up on the flesh-filled Kamath, and a heavy, bright red arm grasped the gap.

On the battlefield, a huge purple crack was gradually torn open on the corpses of cultists, mutants, and Space Marines of the World Eaters or Hundred Eyes.

Now, no matter how hard Taylor tried to stop it, he couldn't make it false.

There was no way he could defeat a Primarch without the aid of Space Marines or Grey Knights!
Tyler was uneasy as Angron's massive form began to emerge from the rift, but he said.

"It has come to this..."

"Katie, Sister Lightlin, Roland, the brothers from Skadi, and that damn Iron Warrior, all go to Ferenstein!"

"By the way, cultist girl, don't run away either. Only you can activate those psychic devices!"

He said with a wry smile.

"Now we have two things to thank. The first is that madman called Mad Flame, and the second is the Emperor for letting me provoke Angron twice."

"Now, we must try the most insane method, a method to defeat the Primarch using mortal means!"

(End of this chapter)