Warhammer 40 Spring: Loyalty of the Multiverse

Chapter 192 Costus Salas: Rough

Lumir glanced around and spotted two Chaos Astartes still alive and struggling to their feet. He grinned maliciously and drew his power sword from his waist.

Walk forward slowly!
The two Chaos Astartes were horrified at the sight. They, the 331 Warriors, were not like the mindless, reckless brawlers under Lord Khorne. They were rational and disciplined!

Unlike other World Eater warbands loyal to Khorne who were completely consumed by killing, the Gladiator Core 331 Warriors Warband adhered to the culture of Nukelian gladiators, pursuing the ultimate fighting skills and a fanatical worship of Khorne.

Furthermore, they are one of the few warbands that have maintained their traditions after the Legion's split. They are renowned for their discipline. Every warrior refuses to fall completely under the control and madness of the Butcher's Nails, maintaining their fighting spirit through extreme combat skills and an extremely rigorous combat discipline.

This also makes them stand out from the other Khorne Warbands. However, this does not hinder their strength, and maintaining combat discipline means they have more time to think rationally about the tactics and strategies needed in battle.

This leads to other emotions occasionally surfaceing. For example, the two surviving, severely wounded warriors were horrified when they saw the strange Astartes jump into the assault boat.

Astartes could survive in space thanks to its terracotta armor. However, agile movement was simply out of the question!
Even if you equip yourself with a jetpack and have the ability to maneuver in space, you still can't catch up with a boarding craft that's rushing in at high speed to jump onto the boarding vessel.

And that's even more true in this dangerous environment teeming with deadly attacks. But now, looking at the Astartes with its prismatic, technologically advanced appearance, their idea has clearly been overturned.

These Astartes under the pseudo-emperor's command have actually been upgraded.

But so what?

They were warriors under Khorne's command, possessing the greatest courage and strength in the world. The first warrior of the 331, who had been terrified, regained his composure despite his severe injuries, drew his chainsaw sword from his waist, and charged toward Lumir, who was slowly approaching.

The assault pod is spacious, at least for a stabilized Astartes. But if it's used as a battlefield for two Astartes, it's obviously too small.

The warrior charged forward, but before he could take his second step, before his steel feet even touched the ground, his entire body froze in place.

As soon as Lumir saw him get up, he threw his combat dagger, which shattered into several nanoblades.

Then it plunged deep into the chest of the Chaos Astartes, adding insult to injury to his already severely wounded state.

His charge was abruptly halted, and Lumir seized the opportunity to draw his explosive pistol from his waist, ready to pull the trigger. However, before his finger could even touch the trigger, he abruptly dodged to the side. At the same time, a nano shield materialized.

A bomb struck the nano shield directly, and Lumir turned his gun around, intending to kill the Chaos Astartes who was attacking him.

However, the Chaos Astartes who had charged forward at the beginning rushed over without hesitation upon seeing this.

He needed to buy time for his brothers. The chainsaw sword roared as it slashed towards Lumir, but the power sword parried fiercely, and the chainsaw sword's chains shattered instantly under the force of the disintegrating force field.

Its internal motor also malfunctioned under the influence of the disintegrating force field. The Chaos Astartes was injured, and severely so, even with the aid of chaotic power.

However, he still couldn't catch up to the physical abilities of a normal Astartes in a short time. Lumir suddenly pushed against it head-on, and the chainsaw sword cracked open, with more than half of it splitting open.

The Chaos Astartes was also forced back a few steps by the force. Taking advantage of this opening, the Bomb Pistol fired an armor-piercing round, smashing the head of the Chaos Astartes who was still trying to raise his gun to attack.

Blood plasma and brain matter instantly bloomed like flowers, spreading outwards on the walls of the assault boat.

The engine behind him accelerated, slashing the power sword diagonally down from the left shoulder of the Chaos Astartes, who had just regained his footing.

The cleavage on the terracotta helmet glowed crimson on either side. The Chaos Astartes stared blankly down, watching its upper body slowly slide to the side. With a thud, its body split apart and crashed to the ground. Lumir raised his gun and pulled the trigger, turning the head of the still-breathing Chaos Astartes into a blooming flower.

From then on, he single-handedly killed five Chaos Astartes, two Khorne Berserkers, and one Gladiator Champion.

Time taken... Lumir, who was originally proud, paused for a moment when he thought of this, and then retrieved the time from inside his helmet.

The next moment, he raised an eyebrow, his face full of joy!

It took 2 minutes and 13 seconds.

Most of the time was spent traveling and chasing other aircraft. The actual time spent in the duel was less than a minute.

"The Emperor is above, this is awesome!" Lumir had rarely felt this good.

After confirming that the combat record video was complete, he turned around and left the assault boat through the breach caused by the explosion.

Looking at the laser beams and energy pillars flying erratically in space, Lumir swallowed hard and activated the nanoshield to its maximum protective hardness.

He looked around, then the engine behind him started and flew off in one direction.

Meanwhile, in this battlefield space where death attacks were flying everywhere, this scene was playing out frequently. In just over ten minutes, nearly half of the Chaos Traitors and Demons of the 331 Warriors' Warband who were about to defect were taught a lesson and made to be human or demons again by a few molten metal bombs and fragmentation grenades.

Meanwhile, the 331 Warriors' Battleship Commander, whose flagship was the Berserker, was bewildered as it watched the fragmented messages that its brother was sending out from time to time.

What is meant by a single soldier boarding a boarding boat while launching a high-speed attack?
Is this something Astartes would do?
At this moment, Costus Salas's forehead veins were throbbing as he looked at this information. Only half an hour had passed since the two sides made contact.

The death toll is approaching a quarter.

This directly shook the organizational structure of their warband. It might even cause their warband to decline in strength and status among the many warbands under Khorne's command after returning from this mission. They looked at the space shark emblem on the opposing Imperial warship.

Costus Salas's face twisted in pain, though they resisted the mad, murderous urge that lured them into the Butcher's Nails.

But the butcher's nail remained embedded in their foreheads, constantly stimulating their bloodlust.

Their ability to endure was entirely due to their exceptional discipline and strong willpower. This was also something that Khorne admired.

But what happened now almost drove him to the brink of murder.

They had some intelligence on the Shark Legion. Furthermore, they had a general understanding of the loyalist Astartes of the entire Empire, having themselves been from there.

But this scene truly baffled him.

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(End of this chapter)