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"boom!"

The light spears carried on the stolen imperial ships flew out and hit their ships at extremely fast speeds. This directed energy weapon is extremely powerful and has two attack modes. It can target a precise location of the target.

Apply continuous firepower, and you can also move the light spear slightly to hit multiple parts of the enemy ship.

Sitting in the main control room, He Shenyan yawned very insincerely - although the weapon hit their ship, it did not even break through the protective circle.

But in order to fish, he had to manually control the boat to tilt. He used the illusion magic that came with the boat to make the bombarded location look severely damaged, and at the same time stopped the boat from moving.

It pretended that the engine was damaged and could not continue sailing. Even the ferocious muzzles were hidden.

Angron stood beside him, still without armor. He held the lightning ax in his hand, as if he was thinking with his eyes closed: "How?"

"They will launch a gang-hopping war soon... This Chaos war gang is very lucky. They actually snatched three complete Scimitar-class frigates." The mage tapped his fingers on the table, like

As if he couldn't wait any longer.

Angron opened his eyes: "If nothing happens, they will use boarding torpedoes."

A grin appeared on his face: "Can you make those boarding torpedoes stop at just the right place?"

"Of course." He Shenyan also laughed. "What do you want to do?"

"Send them in...then turn out the lights."

After Angron said this, he strode out of the main control room.

He came all the way to the bridge. The seventeen Astartes and Givadoron of the Crimson Blade had been waiting here for a long time. Their armor was as bright as new, and the chainswords in their hands were also shining with cold light. Only

The surface of Givadoron's armor was still mottled, and he had not added back the missing shoulder armor.

This was his special request. He said that he didn't want to forget something, so let this armor keep its old appearance and remind him forever.

"Get ready," Angron said.

If there weren't many words, he didn't even need to arrange tactics. Everyone except him put on their helmets. Then, the lights went out, and the interior of the ship fell into silence and darkness. The scarlet eyepieces emitted an ominous light in the darkness, An

Grand put the ax in his hand on his shoulder, and a trace of electric current was conducted from the ax face to his shoulder.

He raised his head and silently waited for the signal - boom!

Continuous explosions came from outside. If Angron hadn't known that this was the mage's plan, he would have been frightened. He thought that the hull had been seriously damaged by a boarding torpedo. However, there was a huge explosion.

Although the sound echoed through the sky, the deck under their feet remained stable.

Not even the walls shook at all.

A light blue light flashed past, and the mage's spiritual power connected each of them. They heard He Shenyan say: "They are a group of traitors who call themselves 'Skull Oath', believe in Khorne, and have a large number of people. Three

A boarding torpedo, a total of three hundred traitors, and a Chaos Terminator."

"Get ready, soldiers, they're here."

Angron put down his axe, and the Astartes spread out and ambush themselves in the dark bridge - not long after, a huge gap naturally opened in the outer wall of the ship, and three boarding torpedoes were launched

They rushed in. The smell of blood and corruption spread in this space.

A cold smile appeared on Angron's face: "Leave that Terminator to me."

His figure flashed in the darkness. The traitors who rushed out from the torpedo only felt a strong wind blowing by. The night vision function of their eyepieces did not work at all, and their field of vision was still incredibly dark. This was abnormal.

This scene still caught the attention of the traitors, but they didn't know what they were getting into.

Angron has an answer.

It's death.

The first thing that appeared was the golden electric current. They appeared out of thin air, and the manic golden snakes twisted on the ground and crawled wantonly. Several Khorne Berserkers were vaporized by 70% the moment they came into contact with the electric current.

Above the vital organs, Angron rotated the ax body and let out a high-pitched and unabashed war cry.

"For the Emperor and the Legion!"

That was the battle cry of his legion. After the roar fell, several heads flew up. From the other end of the darkness, another battle cry of the World Eater Brave Group came: "I am the Devourer of Worlds!"

There are also those members of the Crimson Blade Chapter. Their war cry is simple and clear. It has no characteristics, but it can make anyone clearly know their identity: "For the Emperor!"

"Death! Traitor!"

Angron roared, and the Khorne berserker in front of him caught a glimpse of his face at the moment of the flash of electricity, and screamed as if he had seen a ghost - but before his scream could completely escape from his throat,

When he jumped out, his whole body was split open by Angron. His organs and the skull hanging on his body were scattered on the ground.

"Enemy attack!" These followers of Khorne, shameful betrayers roared inarticulately, trying to fight back with the power axes in their hands. But to hit the enemy, you must first see the enemy. Surrounded by this deep darkness

Come on, let alone Angron, they can't even see the Astartes of the Crimson Blade Chapter.

Angron stopped killing, and he heard the sound of heavy footsteps - obviously, it was the Chaos Terminator.

Terminator power armor is an ancient sacred creation that is devoutly maintained. These outstanding creations from the empire's long past will only be handed over to the most elite veterans. However, the Chaos Terminators betrayed this trust. They brought

Along with this former glory, they fell into chaos.

Just like them themselves, they had been corrupted and twisted. The imperial skulls and emblems originally decorated on it were removed, replaced by the dead head and twisted horns, and the Terminator's helmet that was rushing towards him.

It even merged with the heads of innocent victims, making it look particularly disgusting.

Angron roared lowly.

There was no need for words, no need for ridicule, no need for anything. He jumped up, the ax drew a fatal arc in the air, and hit the Terminator's shoulder armor accurately. He obviously did not expect Angron's attack, that

The blasphemous red and brass-colored left shoulder armor was cut in half along with the arm.

From the corner of his eye, Angron caught a glimpse of the remaining damage marks on the shoulder armor—the remnants left after the empire's logo was removed. This sight made his anger even higher, and almost even the nerve endings started to stir.

Tremble because of anger, hurt because of anger.

"You - deserve - to die!"

He will never tolerate betrayal.

At the critical moment, the Terminator reluctantly raised his remaining left hand and blocked the swing that was originally aimed at his head. The Terminator also wanted to say something else: "You——"

His words were choked by Angron's continuous attacks. The Primarch could have killed him easily in ten thousand ways, but he was unwilling to do so. He wanted him to surrender.

Each swing of the ax was harder than the last, and the Terminator was unable to parry. He was soon beaten half-kneeling on the ground. This humiliation made the Butcher's Nail and Khorne's Nails appear in his mind.

The curse roared together.

The terminator's right shoulder blade was spewing blood continuously, but it stopped strangely at this time. Under the influence of this fallen creature that became one with him, the evil demon in the subspace set its sights on

A heavy pressure began to fill the surrounding air, but Angron sneered disdainfully.

"coward!"

The light of lightning flashed past, and the Terminator's helmet was blown away by him. His eyes were wide open, looking at this familiar yet unfamiliar face, and he actually felt a strange emotion from the bottom of his heart.

fear.

Angron roared: "Coward!"

The ax still kept moving, and he showed his superhuman strength and precise control. The ax completely dismembered the Terminator's armor that had grown together with muscles. This pitiful monster who was originally driven by rage and pursuit of blood actually felt it at this time.

Pain, blood flowed from his corrupted eyes, which was the ability he had lost long ago.

Now, the tear glands are functioning again. But he has no tears to shed anymore, so what he sheds are tears and his own regret.

A feeling of pain that was more painful than Angron's attack knocked him down, and the monster fell to the ground, wailing with difficulty: "No! Primarch! No!"

Angron stopped the action of cutting off his head. All the anger and coldness subsided at this moment, leaving only a kind of calm. He stared at the tragic face that became regretful and gray, and whispered:

"rest in peace."

The ax blade swung down.

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The battle ended quickly. Shortly after the gang-hopping battle, the Crimson Blade Chapter and Givadoron took the Astra Militarum with updated equipment to the three Scimitar-class frigates. According to the mage's detection

, only the corrupted auxiliaries are left above. This has always been the case with the followers of Khorne. As long as there is a battle, they will definitely come out in full force.

This also makes the Astra Militarum's battles less troublesome - their new weapons are much more violent than the laser guns commonly known as flashlights, and are almost comparable to bolters. But they are different.

From the appearance, it is similar to the m14 carbine, a weapon of the Catachan jungle warriors. But what is fired is an energy group that has been compressed to the extreme by the muzzle array. One shot can smash a person to pieces.

--Plus, it won't overheat.

Several soldiers announced that they were going to marry this weapon on the night they got it. After hearing the news, they were scolded by the captain who came over and was lying in a wheelchair.

His original words were: "This is the empire's new secret weapon! It is something more important than your lives! Getting married? You will be responsible for cleaning the toilet for me tomorrow!"

After the soldiers told him that the toilets on the ship had a special system for automatic disinfection, the captain scolded them angrily and asked the soldiers to train until late that night before letting them go.