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Chapter 949 304. Broken Dance (4k)

Author: Cut the wallpaper with a knife

Chapter 949 304. Broken Dance (4k)

"You know I can't, Tarvitz."

Bjorn smiled lowly and stepped into the darkness. He opened the visor of his helmet so that he could smell the approaching smell of blood. The smell was no different from what he expected, it was so strong that it seemed like it could drown someone.

The lone wolf shook his head casually. A coward who completely surrenders himself to the rule of violence always smells like this. However, there are other smells mixed in. Some smells that he is very familiar with.

He narrowed his eyes.

"Follow the plan, Bjorn."

Sol Tavitz's voice came from the communication channel, and the hum of the Land Titan's operation was superimposed with his voice, eventually forming a special resonance. Bjorn yawned: "

How about an alternative plan, Captain Tarvitz?"

He deliberately said the word "captain" very strongly. If an outsider heard this, they would misunderstand this as a prelude to provocation. But Tavitz knew clearly that Bjorn was asking him to take command.

He said: "You can't expect me to tell you what to do while fighting, Bjorn. We have made an agreement with Honso, we will fight alongside the Iron Warriors - I never thought I would say this again.

"

"Oh, I can't fight with them." Bjorn gritted his teeth and put his power ax on his shoulder. "I have something to talk with them."

"them?"

"You know, Captain and the others."

Saying this, Bjorn came to the end of the corridor little by little. The smell of blood behind the door gradually began to spread, and they playfully jumped out of the gaps between steel and steel, teasing Bjorn's nerves.

He narrowed his eyes and began to breathe heavily. Screams came from behind the door, and the mortal servants and crew members of the Iron Warriors were being mercilessly killed. He also heard a few loud, familiar slogans, inarticulate, almost roaring,

The language was spoken in Fenrisian.

Ruth, you will never believe what I am going to do now. If I can go back alive, I will tell this story to you at the banquet.

Teeth rubbed against each other, a deep chill surged from the depths of his throat. The visor closed, Bjorn roared low, and used an ax to open the closed door amidst Sol Tarvitz's questioning voice.

opened the door, and then exited the communication channel.

The steel shattered, and cables danced with sparks. The land-based Titan crashed out of the debris, its ax raised high, and the enchanted runes on it lit up. A storm of frost erupted in an instant.

This murderous weapon had already frozen the first victim to death before it came into contact with him. The power armor could not stop the low temperature, and its servo screamed and shattered. Half a second later, a head wrapped in frost appeared.

Flying high, falling heavily, with broken, ice-like blood rolling on the ground.

The killing stopped for a moment.

"Instead of challenging the truly strong and hunting for prey worth killing, I instead kill the weak here."

Bjorn sneered and put the ax back on his shoulder, giving his own evaluation. "It's exactly what I thought, a bunch of trash."

The pack of wolves that were tearing at their prey stopped their movements and looked maliciously at the man wearing unfamiliar armor.

Their intentions were so obvious that Bjorn sneered again. He walked forward slowly, allowing himself to fall into their circle. Then, he said in Fenrisian: "Why, don't you come forward?"

Come and give it a try, you little wolf cubs?"

The wolves looked at each other, nervous because of his Fenrisian accent. One of them growled: "Who are you? We were the first to mark this ship! Find your own prey!"

"I am the father you have never met!"

Bjorn yelled vulgarly, and the words he used were the most vicious words he had accumulated in his long life. He did his best to reduce the inquiring enemy to a mutant who was worthy of eating in twenty seconds.

He saw the guy's face twitching with satisfaction. He didn't just do this one thing.

The traitor who spoke didn't know it yet, but he had revealed some very good news for Bjorn.

Through the neural connection, he sent a message to Sol Tarvitz.

"Kill him!" the traitor roared unbearably. "In the name of Ruth, kill this shameless bastard!"

"Shameless?"

Bjorn laughed wildly and took an unpredictable step back, dodging an insidious swing of the chainsword.

Without looking back, he grabbed the arm of the sneak attack. The enhanced mode was activated in an instant, allowing him to easily break the man's arm. A chain sword spun and fell to the ground. Then, he seemed to

The half of the arm was completely peeled off its owner's body like it was tearing apart flesh, and then it was forcefully inserted into the chest of the attacker.

Flesh and blood splattered, bones shattered, and the touch of chaos made Bjorn roar with satisfaction. A light blue glow flashed across the Land Titan, and the barrier was activated in an instant, blocking all other weapons that tried to kill him.

, whether it's an axe, a sword blade, or a bolter.

Immediately afterwards, through the neural connection, he activated the repulsive stance, two gaps opened on the back of the armor, the runes flashed away, and all enemies approaching him were knocked away and stuck to the wall unable to move.

The repulsive stance cannot be turned on for too long, it is only portable after all, but one minute and thirty seconds is enough.

Bjorn didn't pay attention to the immobile enemies. He just grabbed the half of his arm and pulled it out. Then he hung the power ax back on his back and used his free hand to forcefully tear off the man who attacked him.

Helmet. He saw a young face full of wildness, with a tattoo representing chaos on his forehead. At this time, the eyes on this face were staring at him full of hatred.

very good.

Bjorn threw the helmet to the ground and crushed it into broken metal with his feet. He threw down the arm and sneered: "Don't accept it?"

"My alpha wolf will avenge me!" the young face roared ferociously. "Ragnar Blackman will devour you, and your skull will become our trophy hanging in the banquet hall!"

"Ragnar Black Sideburns? Hahahahahahahahahaha."

Bjorn laughed deeply.

"The alpha wolf?"

He asked again, reaching out his hand at lightning speed and holding the neck of the Void Wolf. His fingers slowly exerted force, and the armor on the neck slowly shattered, and the ceramic steel, metal and cables were smashed by the huge force.

It was forcibly combined with everything, and then buried deeply into the flesh and blood.

Bjorn pulled his cyan face in, and the visor popped open. He didn't speak, just stared at the young wolf. He looked at him until his eyes became frightened and confused,

Then he smiled with satisfaction.

The fangs poke out.

"Listen up, kid."

Bjorn held his neck, slowly increasing his strength and voice amid his suffocation and hatred.

"I will kill you, and then all of you. Mark my words, for it is I, Bjorn, swearing this to the cold winds of Fenris. I will skin and rip you apart and chop you down one by one.

Lower your head. Sooner or later, this day will come. No, it should be us. Yes, we will."

"How dare you take his name in vain!" one of the immobilized traitors roared. "Bjorn the Hand will come down on you with his wrath!"

"Yeah?"

Simply twisting the neck in his hand, Bjorn laughed silently, closed his visor, turned his head, dropped the corpse in his hand, and took off the power ax from his back. The repulsive stance was then used by himself

It was canceled on its own initiative. The traitors fell to the ground one after another, and their first reaction was to reach out for weapons.

Letting them struggle, Lone Wolf laughed lowly: "Then let him come, I don't want it."

The killing soon followed and began again.

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Encrypted message transmission channel, No. 2: Captain, they are only here to rob, not for Sicarius. We may have to prepare to deal with another group of enemies.

Sol Tarvitz received this message during a break in the battle. He accurately captured the message displayed on the upper right side of the eyepiece, and then frowned.

At the same time, he pulled his power sword from the chest of a wailing traitor. There was no blood, and the decomposing stance scorched the wound. Not only that, Tarvitz was pretty sure he had stabbed one of his hearts.

, and also severed his spine. He fell to the ground, and Tavitz cut off his head with his backhand.

"Captain Honso!" He shouted the war blacksmith's official name over the communication channel. "Be careful, these abominable traitors are just here to rob you!"

"I'm not surprised, Captain."

Hong Suo replied gloomily. "The Void Wolves have always been like this. There is no element of civilization in their lowly blood. These bastards have no ability to produce or maintain logistics facilities and can only rely on robbery."

"You know them well?"

"If you're going by the number of kills - then, yes, I'm familiar with them."

The war blacksmith's deep voice had a hint of chill as he gave an order to fire a volley.

The next moment, on the right side of the ground floor hangar, dazzling firelight and deafening bolt gun sounds suddenly erupted. The carefully maintained bolt gun firepower made the group of traitors retreat steadily, and their inferior and old armor could not compete with them.

Such weapons can compete with each other. The Iron Warriors obviously know how to pursue victory. Seeing this, Tavitz knew that victory was already close at hand.

He frowned, not feeling happy about the foreseeable victory. In fact, this emotion did not exist in his heart at all. As soon as his mind moved, the built-in array quickly responded to his request.

Encrypted message transmission channel, No. 3: Mephisto, how are you doing?

Encrypted Message Channel, No. 4: Everything is normal, Captain. I have completely eliminated the effects of the ritual on Captain Sicarius. He will enter the battle in five minutes.

Encrypted message transmission channel, No. 3: No need, we are winning. These traitors are not ready for a gang war, but the bottom hangar was destroyed by them, and it will take a while to repair it, which may mean that we will be in

Park here for a while.

Encrypted message transmission channel, No. 4: I understand, please give me an hour, and I will prepare a spell to temporarily cover your whereabouts.

tacit agreement.

Sol Tarvits finally breathed a sigh of relief. It was such a pleasure to fight side by side with experienced veterans. They wouldn't have too many problems, and they wouldn't have any inappropriate thoughts.

When he conducted a war simulation at the station with the new recruits who had not yet undergone transformation surgery, Sol Tavitz was very angry with them. Tactical literacy cannot be improved in any way other than training. This kind of thing has nothing to do with talent, it is

An acquired instinctive reaction.

but

Tavitz turned around, pulled out the enchanted bolter from his waist, aimed above the enemy and pulled the trigger.

The frost rune lit up on the magazine, and the explosive bomb accurately hit the ceiling of the hangar, spreading an ice storm among the traitors. The lethality had been reduced to a very low level, at least.

You cannot directly freeze them into ice sculptures, but you can slow down their retreat. This means that the Iron Warriors' firepower shooting will be converted into simple target training.

"Well done, Captain! What kind of technology is that?!" Honso shouted loudly. "I'm very interested in it!"

".I will explain it to you after the war, Captain Honso."

Sol Tarvitz shook his head and once again used the neural connection to issue a command to the built-in array.

Encrypted message transmission channel, No. 3: Mephisto Think Tank, are you sure you can still persist?

Encrypted messaging channel, No. 4: I'm sure, Captain.

Encrypted Messaging Channel, Number 3: Well, good luck to you, and good luck to us. For the Emperor.

Exiting the message channel, Mephisto closed his eyes and let his thoughts sink into the depths of his soul.

The pale Sicarius lay on his bed, panting rapidly. His land-walking Titan was helping him recover from the ritual of psychic spells, and his own physiology was also helping a lot.

A tenacious warrior.

Mephisto thought quietly that in his current vision, he was standing next to Cato Sicarius. The latter knew nothing about it.

May the Emperor bless you, Captain Sicarius, and may he bless me.

The chief think tank of the Blood Angels turned around without fear, his vision instantly lifted up, and he came into a dark and disorderly bloody ocean. Here, countless ghostly creatures stared at the Iron Hammer with longing eyes.

.

Mephisto opened his lips solemnly, and his power blossomed unreservedly, making them blind, scream, and run away. Mephisto was originally unable to do this alone, and at least needed to rely on a ritual, but

He is already different from before.

he already.

The think tank raised his hand, and a golden light lit up his soul. He stood here silently and began to protect them.

Everyone performs their duties, nothing more than that.

Just one update and a day off.

(End of chapter)