Warhammer: Don't Call Me the God of All Machines

Chapter 341 The Horrible Inner Circle People (Please Subscribe)

"How many people did Ryan bring? I saw many drop pods detaching from the deck of the New Caliban." Roxie said to Sanguinius on the other side of the holographic projection.

Luo Xi took a deep breath slowly to relax himself, while Hill was working with Captain Gantura of the White Scars to shrink the battleship defense line. The huge fleet led by three Thundercloud-class planetary battleships gradually surrounded the enemy fleet.

But for some reason, the Alpha Legion's warships never launched a counterattack.

They were not afraid of the other side cheating anyway. In the face of the absolute gap in strength, Alpha's fleet had no chance of turning the tables.

The White Scars played to their strengths in space naval warfare. Their warships relied on powerful physics engines to maneuver quickly in the real universe, dividing, interspersing and forcing their prey into the slaughterhouse like a pack of wolves on the grassland.

Since the enemy was in no hurry to launch a counterattack, they were not in a hurry either, but continued to drive away the enemy.

Sanguinius was holding a small bowl of grapes from Macragge in his hand, savoring them one by one. His pair of shining white wings trembled slightly, and Azkaelon, the leader of the Holy Blood Guard, was patiently helping his father take care of his feathers.

This violent warrior on the battlefield was unusually gentle around the Father of Genes, even meticulously cleaning and maintaining each precious feather.

Luo Xi always felt that such a scene looked very strange. Perhaps for the Blood Angels, this was the best reward. Being able to have close contact with the Father of Genes was what countless Astartes dreamed of.

"Three hundred? Or four hundred? Anyway, Jonson has taken Deathwing and Dreadwing with him. He won't hold back."

"He has always been very angry. Now that he has a place to vent, of course he wants to vent thoroughly."

Sanguinius ate his grapes leisurely. The Archangel had been looking so relaxed since they had set out on their journey back to Terra.

Luo Xi knew that the other party had finally untied the knot in his heart. After the battle on Daven Star, Sanguinius had thrown away all his past melancholy and depression, and instead became a holy angel who became optimistic and free-spirited again.

Sanguinius was no longer confused by prophecy and fate.

Hearing Sanguinius's answer, Roshi was secretly shocked. Lion brought all the Deathwing Terminators and Terrorwing's veterans of Destruction. These Dark Angels, armed with the Five Hundred Worlds' most advanced technology, were terrifying warriors. Under Lion's personal leadership, they were an invincible army.

"Lion is holding back a lot of anger in his heart, and he is blaming himself." Luo Xi said with emotion, "As the most powerful First Legion, he was lured to the Salamas system by Horus before the war began, and was held back for several years by the Night Lords, who were at the bottom of the overall strength."

The Dark Angels and the Night Lords were fighting guerrilla warfare in Salamas, and the commander of the Night Lords was not even Konrad Curze, but his First Company Captain Sevatar.

The Battle of Salamas delayed the return of reinforcements, so much so that the I Legion was absent for the entire Horus Heresy War.

Although Roche, Sanguinius and Guilliman did not say anything, the proud Lion King could not help but blame himself. He knew very well that his failure to play his role was a dereliction of duty and a stain on his loyalty to the Emperor.

Now, he finally fought back with his army and arrived at Terra before the final decisive battle.

Ryan never tells his innermost thoughts to others. He is like a black hole, always keeping his emotions and secrets. No one can influence his will, and no one can change his decision.

Gunturanayan Khan and his White Scars mobilized three super battleships and expelled the enemy fleet from Pluto's gravity field in a brutal manner, and then continued to divide and encircle. They had to clear obstacles for the Dark Angels airborne troops deployed into Pluto's orbit.

The New Caliban's terrifying light spears fired from time to time. These giant weapon arrays were completely beyond the ability of small warships to withstand. Even with the void shield activated, it would only take a blink of an eye to completely overload and burn the reactor.

An Alpha Legion heavy cruiser named Cockatrice exploded under the burst fire of the New Caliban, turning into a flashing ball of nuclear explosion light.

According to the trajectory of the Spear of Vilia, it would have completely overloaded its engine and crashed into the battleship out of control.

Perhaps it would collide with the Spear of Vilia, destroying each other in a ball of exploding cosmic dust.

And now, with just a casual attack from the New Caliban, the heavy cruiser disappeared in a cloud of flames.

But even so, the enemy was still unwilling to start counterattacking or leave.

Luo Xi's eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a meaningful expression. He didn't want to launch a full-scale counterattack, didn't want to engage in a space naval battle, and didn't want to escape and survive...

It seems that their Primarch is in the satellite fortress of Pluto. Apart from this, Roche could not think of any other reason that could cause the Alpha Legion's warships to behave so abnormally.

They must be buying time, delaying the outbreak of war and creating conditions for the Primarchs to evacuate.

Ryan personally led the inner ring veterans of the Dark Angels to airdrop to the huge landing port of the Hydra Satellite Fortress. The powerful airborne capsule was not afraid of any anti-aircraft firepower, and the energy shield inside it could withstand most artillery attacks.

The orbital drop capsule gradually entered the outer edge of the atmosphere from the space environment. The thin atmosphere of Pluto rubbed violently against the fine gold outer shell of the drop capsule, producing a brilliant light and shadow like a meteor.

The Dark Angel veterans of Deathwing and Terrorwing were already ready in the airborne pod. Grand Master Houguin of Deathwing and Grand Master Redros of Terrorwing were calm as they thought that compared to the wars they had experienced before, this airborne operation was nothing.

Alpha Legion?
He is just a weakling who hides his head and shows his tail.

Ryan once caught Alpha Legion soldiers who tried to infiltrate from his own legion. They were so eye-catching and obvious in the intricate inner ring structure of the First Legion.

Although the captured Alphas insisted that their actions were authorized by Prime Minister Malcador, the Lion executed some of them and returned the rest to his youngest brother.

This is a warning.

The orbital drop pod slammed heavily into the several-meter-thick metal barrier of the landing port, and the hot melt weapon released from the tip immediately melted through a wide passage.

The modified servitors carrying heavy automatic machine guns were the first to rush out of the drop bay. These unintelligent modified creatures could provide fire cover for the Space Marines who had just landed. At the same time, they were also terrifying killing weapons. Even Space Marines wearing ceramic steel armor would not be willing to be hit by their heavy bolter cannons.

The Alphas in the satellite fortress have made the most thorough preparations for the arrival of the Dark Angels. A large number of Lerna Terminators have released powerful firepower. The Alpha Legion is equipped with the most fatal strike bombs, which are weapons specially designed for the Space Marines as imaginary enemies.

These powerful bombs can effectively tear apart ceramic steel armor, but unfortunately these powerful weapons encountered the Deathwing veterans equipped with Star-type Terminator power armor, which became a complete tragedy.

The Deathwing Terminators showed no signs of dodging at all. They slightly used their arm armor to block the visors of their helmets, and then continued to move at high speed while delivering fire quickly.

Almost every Deathwing Terminator has a relic-level plasma pistol in their hands. The boiling plasma light flashes continuously, and when the enemy's fatal blow bombs hit their power armor, they can only make a crisp collision sound and fall to the ground powerlessly.

The Death Wing Terminators were incredibly fast. They formed a formation with unimaginable tacit understanding, and then surrounded and divided all the Alphalerna Terminators within their sight.

Before entering the battlefield, the scanning system installed in the airdrop capsule had already penetrated the steel barrier and scanned out most of the enemies below.

The Deathwings wield the Hammers of Redemption given by the Dark Watchers. These powerful power weapons have more outstanding armor-piercing effects and can strike armored targets more effectively.

The swung Hammer of Redemption emitted countless strange mists, and a sound like a runaway train came from it. The Lerna Terminators were horrified to find that their speed, defense and strength were far inferior to those of the enemy.

Under the deadly blow of the Hammer of Redemption, the Lerna Terminators suffered heavy casualties in a short period of time and were no match for the Dark Angels in a one-on-one fight. It was a complete massacre.

The Dreadwing led by Redros was at full firepower. These Dark Angels, who were the most adept at using destructive weapons, unleashed all kinds of melta cannons. The micro-missiles mounted on the power armor, under the control of the Thinker, accurately shot down the enemies hiding behind the bunkers.

The deadly flames of the phosphide weapons even burned through the bunkers, burning the Alpha Terminators and their armor to ashes.

Redros and Hou Guin stood guard beside their father. Ryan held the Wolf Blade in his hand. The chainsaw weapon that killed Madel had terrifying power. Every time Ryan made a move, a Lerna Terminator was split in half from head to tail amid the roar of the chainsaw.

The lion of Caliban sniffed the thin scent of iron and blood in the air, a fierce gleam in his eyes. The scent of Alpharius was nearby.

He couldn't wait to go on a hunt.

(End of this chapter)