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Although the two fought side by side, their armors were completely different. Hill's extreme power armor was already covered with scars, and the ceramic steel surface could hardly stop the claws of those nightmare creatures. In some places, the power cables were even exposed, emitting sparks.

And Nikonna's power armor was as smooth as a mirror as ever, as if it had just come out of the furnace of the forge world.

"Because of the help of a friend, a very interesting person who came from the distant past and knew a lot of forgotten knowledge." Nikonna said with a smile.

"He is different from us. He has witnessed the glorious achievements of mankind. Sometimes I envy him."

The power armor created by Roche has proved its reliability in dangerous wars time and time again. Although Nikonna doesn't know much about it, he knows that the power armor on his body can withstand the attacks of the Warp Demons without being damaged.

The alloy it's made of is far stronger than ceramic steel.

"Maybe you can get me one too." Hill joked with some envy.

But the next second, he immediately issued a stop order on the communication channel.

In the cabin ahead, a gigantic demon with a sharp beak and feathers was quietly lurking in the darkness. It weighed at least tens of tons, and its huge body was wriggling and swaying out of sight, crushing the bodies of the victims.

Nikona's eyes could see through the darkness, and he noticed that the demon's body was covered with a large number of tentacles. These tentacles, which were easily overlooked, easily penetrated into the dense hatches as easily as a hot knife cutting butter.

"Suppressive fire!"

At the command, the Extreme Marines immediately released explosive bombs. These powered warheads released terrifying high temperatures and explosions the moment they came into contact, tearing horrific scars of varying sizes on the demon's body.

The fire dragon was roaring and the flamethrower was releasing blazing flames. Once the promethium was ignited, it could not be extinguished. In front of the flames, the demon was extremely angry, and its anger was even greater than being hit head-on by a bomb.

They are afraid of fire.

The demon's counterattack was even faster. Its beak made of unknown substance cut an extreme marine in half from head to hip at a speed that was difficult to capture with the naked eye. Ceramic steel could not block this fatal blow.

Continuous bombs fell like rain, it was roaring, roaring, helpless and furious.

Nikona put down his bolter, turned around, drew his power sword and rushed forward.

Use melee combat!

Hill surrounded it from another direction, and the two of them wielded power swords to cut off those extremely threatening tentacles, cutting off large chunks of flesh from the demon's body in the blink of an eye.

The damage of the power sword is greater than that of the explosive shot. Hill's tactical theory was verified step by step. The two of them were distracting the demon's attention, which required amazing agility and body skills, and Nikonna was particularly good at this.

The Son of the Dark Raven took shadow steps and walked in the darkness like a ghost. Even Hill could not see Nikonna's figure in the scanning field of view of the helmet.

Chapter 27 Secrets of the Ultramarines

Nikonna's sword flickered in the darkness, and the decomposition field tore apart its eye-like organ, causing the demon to vent another burst of rage. Then the power sword continued to cut down, turned in a circle, and cut off the sharp beak that killed an extreme warrior.

This dangerous weapon is capable of killing a fully armed warrior, despite appearing to be nothing more than a simple bony organ.

Hill followed closely behind, and stabbed the opponent's exposed throat with the electromagnetic sword, revealing pale pink flesh and transparent bones. This ghost thing also has organs similar to those of living creatures.

The demon was roaring, and the damage it suffered became more and more severe. If it suffered a fatal injury, this body in the material world would not be able to withstand the power of the warp, and it would be exiled back to the chaotic ocean.

The two continued to distract the demon's attention, preventing it from concentrating on dealing with a Space Marine. As its body was completely cut open, a large number of mortal soldiers and the bodies of dead Space Marines slid out.

They were beyond recognition, most of them melted by the horrible digestive fluid, leaving only vaguely discernible bones and metal armor.

No one wants to be eaten by a demon, which would be more terrifying than death. Their souls do not dissipate, but continue to be tortured by the evil creatures of the warp.

"The bombs are roaring, and its vitality is rapidly decreasing. It roars and uses its long tail to ward off those annoying attacks, and it has already thought about escaping."

"The demon is highly intelligent and it wants to run! Stop it!"

Hill's anti-demon tactics are constantly being improved, and through actual combat tests, more of his conjectures have been confirmed.

Demons are more vulnerable to metal weapons such as swords, and fire has a good killing effect on them. There are no obvious vital points on its body, and its vitality far exceeds that of all the alien enemies it has encountered.

However, they are not invincible, and can still be killed - or exiled - if enough damage is inflicted.

The demon fled extremely fast, slithering like a snake, and soon escaped into another cabin.

But this is exactly what Hill wanted. He and the Ultramarines around him took out all the grenades and threw them in before the hatch closed.

Everyone immediately lay prone. A violent thunderstorm broke out in the closed hatch. The high temperature and shock wave released by the high-energy grenade almost shook the hatch open. Molten iron and flames gushed out from the gap, and the demon that escaped in was turned into ashes.

"With sufficient firepower, this won't be difficult. Even demons will be killed."

Hill wrote down the last point, and then he transmitted the summarized points via radio communication to all the Ultramarines and mortal soldiers on the ship who could receive the signal.

"Don't be afraid, they are just a new kind of enemy, and we now have a way to deal with them."

"Don't be afraid, they should be afraid of our courage."

"We are the Emperor's angels, we are the Primarch's loyal heirs, we are the Sons of Vengeance!"

The loud battle cry resounded in the ears of every loyalist, and under his encouragement and inspiration, more and more people also shouted the battle cry together.

The Ultramarines regained their brave and fearless posture, and were even more passionate and ferocious in morale.

The mysterious veil of the devil was peeled off layer by layer, and Hill's voice guided everyone and eliminated the fear in their hearts.

"A qualified leader." Marius couldn't help but sigh in the crowd.

The ship's combat team led by Hill and Nicona is rapidly expanding in size. They have killed more than a dozen deformed demons in a row, and their combat experience against demons is constantly accumulating.

It is difficult for a single Ultramarines to deal with these bizarre Warp creatures. Their strength, speed, and even special abilities such as venom pose a deadly threat to the Astartes.

But this is not an insurmountable limit. Relying on teamwork, the Extreme Warriors can even kill the enemy without injury and completely exile them from the real world.

The Ultramarines may be inflexible due to their doctrine and training, but if put into the rhythm of war, they will unleash the greatest power of all the Astartes Legions.

After just a few times of cooperation, these experienced soldiers have mastered how to fight in coordination and how to launch targeted attacks on the demons.

This also means that combat efficiency has skyrocketed, and the Ultramarines are taking the battleships back from the enemy.

The safety hatch opened in front of the Ultramarines, followed by the explosion-proof curtain, and the flagship's auxiliary bridge appeared in front of everyone. Macragge's Glory couldn't have only one bridge, and after the main bridge went down, this auxiliary bridge played a role.

The control tower and workbench in the entire cabin began to start up, and the automatically running command system began to regain control of the entire warship. Technical sergeants and mortal officers worked side by side, and running figures became busy in the bridge.

Gage holds the third key besides the original body and the captain, and among the personnel present, Captain Houmid of the Holy Salamans is undoubtedly the best candidate for the new captain. He was stuffed into the lifeboat by his adjutant before his warship was destroyed and captured by the flagship.

He handed the key to the experienced and accomplished captain, who would take command of the entire flagship in place of the sacrificed Zedov.

There is no possibility for the new captain to refuse. The 13th Legion fleet is now in crisis, and no matter what the personal reasons are, they are extremely insignificant.

"I'm ready, Chapter Master." The new captain replied in a voice as cold as a machine.

Houmid, Marius and senior technicians came to the main console. After key review and genetic testing, Houmid's biological information was entered into the flagship Thinker system.

Through a neural link, the new captain felt the sacred machine spirit of Macragge's Glory, a great entity mourning the loss of its primarch and its predecessor.

There is not much time to grieve, we must cheer up.

He did his best to comfort the machine spirit, share its pain and sorrow, convince the machine spirit with his sincerity, and then activated the scanning array under Marius's command.

"I need to know the situation outside the battleship and how many enemies are surrounding the flagship and want to desecrate this sacred ship."

What the Chapter Master did not say was that he wanted to know if the Primarch was still alive.

But he couldn't speak, because not everyone knew the whereabouts of the Primarch, and if the Father of Genes was really dead and this news was known by most people, it would be a real disaster for the Thirteenth Legion.

With the death of the Primarch, all Ultramarines will fall into a true frenzy of relentless violence, and rage will overwhelm their minds, which means losing their lives in the war.

Marius Gage had to keep his secret at least until the war was over.

Even if he was judged and cursed by his brothers later, he had to keep the secret.

The battleship was restarting, and astronomical amounts of data were being processed in the Thinker system. Soon the captain reported several abnormal locations, which were suspected to have been attacked by the Word Bearers.

Chapter 28 A Captive

After retaking control of the flagship, Gage immediately ordered the captain to make contact with the surface of Calth again.

"Calling Calth, this is Macragge's Glory, reporting your current situation."

After a period of signal interference, Ventanus' voice sounded on the bridge.

"Captain, this is the Cosmic Museum. Are you ready to land on the orbital platform?"

"It will take some time. The flagship is being sabotaged by the Word Bearers. We need to deal with these enemies first before we can spare any more manpower. Sorry."

Gage also understood that the orbital platform was causing great damage to the Ultramarines' warships at this moment, but the threat of the Word Bearers was imminent, and they could not let the flagship of the XIII Legion fall.

He would rather let it sink than be captured by the Word Bearers, and the enemy did not fire on Macragge's Glory for that very reason; they wanted to capture it.

If Macragge's Glory were captured by the Word Bearers, it would deal a heavy psychological blow to the Ultramarines of the entire Five Hundred Worlds, and would make the enemy even more arrogant.

"Understood. We will continue to hold on." Ventanus did not say much. He understood the current situation of the flagship.

If he had a choice, he would save the flagship.

"I need to report one more thing: we captured a Word Bearer prisoner alive, or rather, he was captured by us voluntarily." Ventanus added a piece of information, and Gage was shocked.

"Interrogate him at all costs. We need more intelligence from within the Word Bearers Legion." Gage said firmly.

Ventanus left the communications room and came to an open space outside, where a Word Bearer covered in blood and bullet holes had been waiting for him for a long time.

The Word Bearer fell to his knees, his power pack cut off from energy supply and his hands bound behind his back, unable to move.

"You're finally here." The Word Bearer took off his helmet and laughed. Blood and broken teeth flowed out of his mouth, mixed with saliva and flowed down his power armor.

"name."

"Morphoxir," the Word Bearer replied.

An Ultramarines guard showed Ventanus what was seized from K'sir: a damaged bolter, an equally damaged power sword, and a dagger made of some kind of metal. It was half a meter long, a short sword for a mortal, but just a dagger for a Space Marine.

The hilt of the dagger was wrapped with some very thin iron chains. Ventanus believed that this kind of iron chain was useless for fixing it because it would easily break in fierce combat.

Therefore, he judged that this was not a weapon for combat, but a dagger used in some kind of ceremony.

"What is your identity and rank?"

"I'm the commander, cousin." Ksir didn't look like a prisoner at all. He was very calm and comfortable. If he hadn't been tied up, he would have looked like he was on a business trip to the Thirteenth Legion to visit a friend.

"You think surrender will let us spare your life? That's ridiculous. We are already blood enemies with an irreconcilable feud." Ventanus raised his grenade launcher and pointed it at Ksir's head.

Just one shot and his head would explode like fireworks, and he would be dead beyond death.

"You are still so arrogant, Ultramarines. You stubbornly believe in the truth of the Empire, in your honor and morality, and in the false emperor on the throne."

"You are the ones who have betrayed everything. Your filthy gene-father has failed the Emperor. You have wielded the butcher knife against your brothers." Ventanus said in a cold tone, gritting his teeth.