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

Chapter 523 Inner Ring Superman (Please subscribe)

The fight between the Titans continued, but the landing force from the Sons of Horus had already infiltrated the Void Shield line.

These Astartes from the 16th Legion easily broke through the void shield and then killed their way up the high wall. Those mortals who were only equipped with force feedback power armor and laser guns completely turned into moving targets in front of them.

Relying on the grappling hooks on their power armor, these heavy Space Marines climbed up the hundreds of meters high city walls at incredible speeds. They could even use combat daggers to insert into the walls made of a mixture of granite and plastic steel and use them to climb.

Relying on the physical strength of these superhuman warriors, they quickly opened a gap and rushed to the top of the city wall.

"Why didn't those running dogs of the false emperor stop us?"

"Have they already cowered in the fortress, shivering in fear? Let's go and hunt for their heads!"

The arrogant voice of the commander of the Sons of Horus was heard in the communication channel. More than a hundred Gastlin Terminators were mixed in the assault force. They were the personal guards of the Warmaster and the most elite soldiers of the Sixteenth Legion.

According to intelligence, stationed on the high wall defense line of the Divining Needle are the descendants of Rogal Dorn and an unknown number of direct troops of the Lion.

But there is no doubt that the number of the enemy will not be large. Horus has attracted most of the false emperor's lackeys to the planet Betagarmon II, and the defense here is empty.

"Foolish lion, do you think you have already won the battle by taking over World No. 2? Foolish!"

"Everything is just the plan of our Gene Father. They are doing exactly what we want them to do."

The commander calmly scanned the surrounding enemies, only to find that the giant artillery batteries and arsenals were empty and the defenders seemed to have evacuated.

A powerful Warp Demon resided inside his armor, and it was using murmurs to indicate the direction in which the defenders should evacuate.

The Sons of Horus began their assault, advancing from the walls into the interior of the Divining Needle Line, these destructive Astartes destroyed all the decorative reliefs in sight as they advanced.

They destroyed everything with bolters that could release fel energy. High walls collapsed, bronze artifacts shattered, and the demons in the armor were hungry for souls. They frantically urged the Sons of Horus to satisfy their desires.

The captain of the Gastlin Terminator walked up to the tightening door. He activated his armor and suddenly burst out with a terrifying force, tearing the alloy door off its hinges. Then he raised his foot and kicked it to the ground.

"Come out and face us! Face the great Son of Horus!"

"Cowardly dark angels, get out!"

With the help of the demon armor, the Gastlins let out inhuman growls in a perverse and violent manner, and terrifying screams mixed with the breath of the warp spread throughout the ancient Astropath monastery.

However, even though they insulted the Dark Angels in this way, they did not receive any response.

"Did these guys from the First Legion really escape?"

The Sons of Horus commander mused to himself that they had always resented the superiority and arrogance displayed by the First Legion.

It seemed that in the eyes of these Astartes who had been hiding in the darkness, the impressive achievements and great exploits of the Sixteenth Legion were meaningless.

And now, when no Dark Angel dared to take a step forward to confront them, this twisted hatred that could not be released tortured their already chaotic hearts.

They have to endure the whispers of the devil all the time, which is not an easy thing.

There are many Sons of Horus who have lost their minds to the whispers of the Daemon, or even completely succumbed to the forces of Chaos.

The vanguard of the Sons of Horus entered the castle hall one by one. The moment they entered, a huge explosion occurred, and the ancient statues recording various historical figures exploded one by one according to the set order.

They were loaded with high explosives, and at the moment of detonation, the bronze metal on the statue's exterior transformed into deadly shrapnel, which was launched outward. The Gastlins were stunned. The enemy's counterattack came too quickly, and seized upon their fleeting moment of underestimation.

Everything was within the Dark Angels' calculations. As soon as they stepped onto the city wall, they had already stepped into the deadly trap set by Grand Master Redros.

The giant arch at the entrance and exit collapsed under the impact of the bomb, and those elaborately carved magnificent boulders fell from dozens of meters in the air, successfully cutting off the connection between the Gastlin Terminator who entered the hall first and the Sons of Horus who followed.

In the midst of dust and fire, the disappeared Redros and his monks appeared in front of the enemy.

He took a step forward slowly, and the finely crafted power axe in his right hand gradually began to glow with a gleaming light, the sharp edge of which was so sharp that it was impossible to look directly at it.

There was no verbal exchange or debate about good and evil. The Grand Master of Terrorwing simply turned into a beam of black light and used the storm shield in his left hand to knock a Gastlin Terminator back staggeringly.

Then, a terrifying scene appeared. Redros's axe chopped down the Terminator's helmet with all its strength, and cut the crotch armor with incredible and terrifying force.

Even the Warp creatures attached to the armor were killed and exiled in the face of the Grand Master's absolute violence. The body of the Son of Horus was split in two while squirming, but not much blood flowed out of his body.

All lights and illumination were turned off, and the Gastlin Terminators were led by the Dark Angels into a deep corridor that was like a pitch-black maze.

The warriors led by Redros were far outnumbered by the Sons of Horus's shock troops, as was clearly seen in their auspex.

The Sons of Horus launched a fierce attack, intending to overwhelm the Dark Angels with their numerical advantage, but they did not realize that when their warriors gathered together, the melta grenades under the stone slab had already reached the end of the countdown.

Redros threw out all the melta grenades and radiation grenades hanging on his body without hesitation, and then suddenly disappeared into the darkness.

An indescribable horrific martyrdom exploded, wiping out all the gathered Sons of Horus, including some wearing Terminator armor.

"Is this your confidence? Compared to a powerful enemy like Ran Dan, you are as simple and weak as a deer grazing in spring."

"Horus became Warmaster because of you? That's too much."

The warriors of Dreadwing demonstrated their overwhelming firepower, and as a torrential rain of heavy bombs and plasma balls fell, the damage to the Sons of Horus became even more difficult to contain.

They just felt that they were not fighting against the Space Marines, but more like a company of Emperor's Poison Blades, or a company of Knight Mechs.

Even the Terminator armor, which is famous for its defensive power, coupled with the powerful defensive power of the Warp Demon Soul, still seems so fragile in front of the overwhelming firepower of Terrorwing.

The ground was littered with fragments of the bodies of the Sons of Horus, not even their complete bodies were left, and among them were only extremely rare bodies of the Dark Angels.

These Gastlin Terminators, who were the most skilled and brutal in the Sixteenth Legion, finally saw what true power was. Their pride was ruthlessly trampled upon and they were told that they were worthless.

The most brutal close combat took place in this dark corridor without sunlight. After a few minutes, Redros, with some blood and burn marks on his armor, stepped on the enemy's corpses and glanced at the empty battlefield.

"The enemy has been completely destroyed, my lord."

This kind of fighting didn't even give the Dark Angels a real sense of enjoyment.

Redros nodded silently, then entered a more secret tunnel and continued to hunt down those intruders who failed to enter the hall.

He followed the orders given by the lion completely, killing all the enemies and defending the divining needle line.

(End of this chapter)