Warhammer: Black Emperor

Chapter 894 The Emperor's Son Fights Alone, the Shadow of Order Coordinates in Real Time

Sol Taviz, the company commander of the 10th Company of the "Emperor's Sons," raised his explosive pistol, aimed it at the giant spider monster, and pulled the trigger.

The diamond bullet struck the giant spider monster precisely in the chest, making its carapace rattle.

Tick!
The giant spider monster did not fall; it swiftly pounced on the Emperor's Son, leaving behind a restless, turbulent shadow.

The sharp blade swung, striking the purple-gold armor.

boom!
Taviz's fourth explosive shot blew the giant spider monster's head apart, sending white liquid flying everywhere.

Taviz showed no joy at achieving his first kill. Corcotte's headless corpse fell into the red sand, arterial blood gushing from his severed neck.

Tick!
The second giant spider monster pounced, its forelimbs moving with lightning speed, so fast that even the swift Emperor's Son couldn't react in time.

boom!
The bomb gun flew down.

Click!

The Palatine Eagle on Taviz's chest was cut in half, and the unique symbol of honor of the Son of the Emperor exploded.

Taviz roared, drew his power sword from his waist, and activated the disintegration field.

The enemy's humiliation pained him, but he remained calm, dodging four sharp blades and gripping his power sword tightly with both hands as he slashed down with all his might.

Boom!
The gleaming sword blade was deflected by the alien crown, only shaving off a few yellowish bone fragments.

Taviz was taken aback, then spun his sword and slashed at the giant spider monster's neck.

The sword hissed and tore at the junction of the head and chest, cleaving the giant spider monster in two.

"what!"

Taviz suppressed the roar in his head and turned to look. The Star Speaker, clad in a green robe, staggered backward.

He raised his gleaming scepter high and let out a series of psionic screams.

The giant spider wedge-shaped creature swayed incessantly, but its four legs continued to move forward.

Taviz abruptly withdrew his power sword and charged toward the giant spider monster.

"what……"

Four sharp blades swiftly descended, cutting the esteemed Star Speaker into a mangled mess.

drop!drop!
Two lines of blood dripped down.

Lord Nimrod was right after all. Killing stars is not suitable for star speakers, and Lord Horus's idea of ​​relying on them to establish communication links is unrealistic.

The giant spider monsters are faster than even the Emperor's Sons; the Star Speakers are their prey.
A mental shockwave churned in Taviz's mind, and he groaned in pain.

Suddenly, a chilling light burst forth from the blurred vision.

A piercing screech assaulted his blood-soaked ear.

Taviz instinctively rolled backward.

Two sharp blades whistled as they slashed at the sides of the helmet, and the goggles slid off with a thud.

Two other sword blades slashed across the purple armor on her legs.

Taviz rolled to the ground, swung his sword to meet the attack, and the blade sliced ​​into the giant spider monster's neck, splitting him in two.

After the battle, Taviz led his company toward Lord Commander Edoron.

There was only static in the communicator; he could no longer use the tactical network to pinpoint the location of the 13th Company led by Edolen and Lucius in real time, as he had done in the past.

With the Star Speaker dead, Taviz could no longer draw upon his power.

He could only rely on the combat plan before the airdrop and hoped that the friendly forces could still complete the plan.

In the following ninety-six hours, the 10th Company fought the giant spider monster thirty-one times in the dense grassland, and the company lost eight soldiers.

Seventy-two hours after their planned rendezvous, their advance began to falter.

They had no strategic details, and Taviz was unable to contact Edoron and Lucius, let alone the Holy Blood Angels and Shadowmoon Wolves.

They pressed on, encountering a fierce battle every few kilometers.

The bombs failed to hit the swift giant spider monster's neck, and they ran out of ammunition.

Having lost contact with their orbital counterparts, they were unable to obtain supplies and were forced to fight with their swords.

After the thirty-second raid, two of the emperor's sons fell.

After losing long-range firepower, casualties began to rise.

Diaz slammed his tattered helmet to the ground. "We've lost our think tank, and wandering around the grasslands is like being lost in a maze."

After the "Nicaea Conference," while others in the legion hesitated and resisted, Taviz was the first to comply with the Emperor's decree.

He ordered the Tenth Company's think tank to discard their force field swords and staffs, remove their psionic hoods, and conduct training with weapons such as bomb guns on the training deck.

Taviz did not lead the think tank into the war, and even in the face of current difficulties, he does not regret his decision.

He walked over to Diaz and patted him on the shoulder.

"Don't you think that fighting the giant spider monster is like fighting four swordsmen at the same time?"

"This is an opportunity to hone our swordsmanship. After leaving here, you may become as skilled as Lucius."

Taviz instructed the Emperor's son to focus entirely on the current situation and remain vigilant as he led his troops forward.

As he led the 10th Company to continue advancing in the 5 o'clock direction, Aidorun stopped 25 kilometers away.

I should have joined up with Taviz and Lucius long ago...
He looked around at the boundless grassland, “Two o’clock.”

At the same moment that purple-gold lines intersected across the polar grasslands of the Southern Hemisphere, on the other side of the polar region, giant spider monsters surrounded the Fourteenth Company.

"Company commander, my squad has run out of ammunition!" shouted the squad leader, who was wearing Mark IV Extreme Power Armor.

The "hermit" drew his chainsaw sword, shadows swiftly clinging to its spinning blades. Before the company commander could answer, the think tank's voice echoed in his mind.

"Thirty-six seconds."

"Where's the support?" The company commander asked through the "Hidden Voice" channel constructed by "Professor Scroll," his Hades-type Terminator armor covered in the flesh and blood of giant spider monsters.

At the same time, the "Rose Bishop" tore off a chunk of flesh from his body and flung it out.

The "flesh bomb" spun past the first squad and struck the neck of the giant spider monster that had caught its chance after the firepower had ceased.

boom!
The giant spider monster's neck exploded, and it crashed to the ground.

"My lord, three kilometers away."

Blinding light tore through the thick clouds, and furious lightning dyed the sky a dim yellow.

boom!
The claw of fear slammed into the ground, and the shockwave, carrying flames and lightning, swept across the surroundings.

tick...

As the grass stems spread rapidly, the giant spider monsters scattered quickly.

Crackling sounds...

Amidst the short, sharp explosions, one after another, black-armored warriors emerged from the shadows.

The captain of the "Hermit" raised his hand and opened the hatch of the Fear Claw. Amidst the billowing cold mist, the black machine roared to life.

The cylindrical weapon rack was filled with long-range weapons such as plasma guns and flamethrowers, with dozens of ammunition boxes stacked on top of it below.

He grabbed the flamethrower and pressed the activation rune.

The flames swept across and engulfed the two giant spider monster heads.

The first squad's Shadow of Order quickly stepped forward, replenishing their ammunition under the captain's cover.

The plasma jet soared into the air, and the explosion sounded once again.

As the juices splattered, the alien body crashed to the ground.

The company commander had just turned his attention away from the one o'clock direction when a voice suddenly rang in his mind.

"The lines have been breached."

He turned around abruptly and looked in the direction of eleven o'clock.

Hundreds of giant spider monsters raised their hind legs, sending up a shower of grass stems, and swung their forearms as they attacked.

“Follow me,” he shouted to the honor guard.

The "Rose Bishops" strode toward the eleven o'clock position, tearing off the last of their flesh and throwing it at the giant spider monster.

Boom boom boom...

The "flesh bomb" knocked down more than a dozen giant spider monsters.

Dozens of giant spider monsters trampled over the corpses of their comrades and smashed through the fifth squad's lines.

Bang bang bang!

Four headless corpses crashed into the red sand, sending pillars of blood shooting into the sky.

The company commander drew his chainsaw sword, and shadows rapidly enveloped the blade.

He charged forward, and the shadowy blade silently cleaved down, blasting the giant spider monster's chest in two.

The crown struck the "Rose Bishop," and the impact spread rapidly, completely enveloping the helmet.

The blade hissed and slashed at the clumps of flesh.

Stab it!

A blade ripped through flesh and blood, sticking to the helmet.

The head of the "Rose Bishop" was cut in half and slumped onto his shoulder armor.

The "Rose Bishop" staggered backward, swinging his arm as the blade spun and cut into the giant spider monster's neck.

boom!
The crown fell on him.

The two halves of flesh writhed slowly, wrapping around the crown.

The head of the "Rose Bishop" was like that of a clumsy sculptor, slowly taking shape layer by layer.

First the jawline, then the lips...

After fighting for so long, his spiritual energy was almost exhausted, and the recovery rate of his flesh magic had greatly decreased.

Tick!
[Oh no!] Just as the "Rose Bishop" was about to "disintegrate" and escape in flesh and blood, it suddenly stopped.

bang bang bang...

The Rose Bishop's newly grown eyes saw one giant spider monster after another crash to the ground.

Lord Ramsey strode over, raising his marble-like hands and clasping them together.

The "Rose Bishop" looked at the nearest giant spider monster, whose eight limbs suddenly stopped moving rapidly.

[It's like it's been burned to ashes... Lord Ramsey is still a bio-psychic... well, the number one below the Primarch.]
"The lord arrived 52 seconds ahead of schedule. The third company is 1.5 kilometers away, and the sixth company is 3.8 kilometers away."

The think tank's voice relieved the company commander. With timely support from friendly forces, he could finally rest and regain his mental clarity.

As he pondered, Lord Ramsey's voice rang in both his ears and mind.

"The polar region has been cleared. The fourteenth company is resting and collecting all the complete giant spider monsters."

(End of this chapter)