The Emperor’s Angel of Death

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In front of everyone's eyes, a hundred warp orbs suddenly appeared and gathered at the far end of the bridge.

The next moment, each sphere exploded into a hoarfrost, revealing a Terminator within.

In an instant, the two sides pulled out their weapons and fired, and bombs flew on the bridge.

The Terminators were immediately overwhelmed with shrapnel, and every servant, every mortal, every Astarte was firing.

And the invaders responded with efficient slaughter, striding across the storm of bombs and bullets, absorbing the punishment with their heavy armor, and then doubling down on the Empire.

This time the jumping gang is Aingrasspeer's trump card, which belongs to the personal choice of Warmaster Abaddon.

"Stick to your post!"

Lothar shouted loudly, always standing on the podium, ignoring the rain of bullets flying around him.

"For the Emperor!"

Although there are thousands of armed mortals on the bridge and more than a hundred Astartes, it is not easy to face the most elite Chaos Terminators, mainly because Soshyan also took away most of the battle robots. .

The enemy's goal is to cut off the head of the Empire's command center, and their goal is Lothar, which is much simpler.

Sabrin hid behind a torn communication post as counter-fire roared towards him, with Bahram to his right, firing his plasma pistol.

He then bent down and jumped into the Servant Pit below, and then he got up again, firing his bolter, the disintegration field of the lightning claw in his left hand glowing.

Sabrin then moved closer to the first enemy—a monster in long-fanged Terminator armor, blasting a barrage of automatic cannons, blasting anything in its way into powder.

Sabrin fired a string of explosives that flew into the neckguard of the enemy, staggering them, and then he swooped in, stabbing the lightning claws, trying to rip open the enemy's torso.

The Terminator blocked this claw, threw a power fist, smashed Sablin into the air, and then aimed the automatic cannon at Sablin, preparing to end this contest with a huge disparity.

But the barrels didn't roar—the Terminator flew five meters away in a blast, hitting the deck with a piercing ripping sound of metal.

Sabrin looked up and found that it was Bahram who threw a plasma grenade.

"We must protect Captain Lothar!"

Bahram's words made Sabrin nodded, and they immediately took down Losara from the podium.

"Captain Lothar, you must be in a safe place."

"I can fight too!"

Lothar held the sword in his hand, his face was ashen, his shoulders had been shot, his shoulder armor was shattered, and blood was dripping.

"Our mission is to protect you with life."

After speaking, the fighters of the Eleventh Company gathered around Lothar and fought against the Terminators with plasma and bombs.

However, the situation was not optimistic. The number of casualties continued to rise. Just five minutes after the exchange of fire, more than 30 soldiers were killed.

But the worse situation doesn't stop there.

During the fierce battle, a warp vortex quietly formed, and then in the liquid spiral, a new scene appeared, twisting into a strange shape.

Then, part of the bridge deck sank, and out of the boundless darkness rose the body of the indescribable.

It was an enchanted warrior from the elite group of the Black Legion, the "Brothers of Despair", one of Abaddon's most reliant forces.

He looked tall and thin, with deformed limbs, long, pointed fingers, and a broken body of Terminator armor covered with scars and unhealed wounds.

More importantly, he has no face. Where there should be a face, there is only a black nothingness, like a window to the universe.

As soon as he appeared, he approached the middle of the bridge where Lothar was, completely ignoring the bullets shot at him.

The fourth company commander of the Astral Knight, Lothar, also immediately noticed the other party, but when he looked at the face of the enchanted warrior, he felt as if he had fallen into it, and time and space stopped flowing.

Lothar's world froze, and he could only see nebulae and galaxies flowing by, stars being born from the core of hot nebulae, star systems colliding into dust, and then being swallowed by endless darkness and nothingness.

The Warp, a dimension parallel to reality, is the home of decaying flowers, the source of all the worst things in this galaxy.

Lothar tried very hard to look away, but the laughter still echoed in his head.

He closed his eyes, trying not to look at each other's face.

Then, he heard a roar, and when he opened his eyes again, he found that the enchanted warrior had an extra arm in his hand.

It was the arm of an over-human-sized Space Marine from a white Templar who had just fallen.

"The coward of the false emperor."

The enchanted warrior hissed, and for some reason the laughter wasn't interrupted.

"Are you going to watch your brothers die?"

"asshole!"

Enraged, Lothar dashed forward despite Bahram's pull, thrusting his power sword forward, but the enchanted warrior slammed the sword aside with his metal arm.

Then he lifted Lothar up with a second blow, and the armor on his chest was almost completely torn apart.

"I'll try you!"

Li Lin ran past Lothar and dashed towards the enchanted warrior. As a result, after less than three rounds, he was caught by an impossibly strong hand on one leg, and then the enchanted warrior threw him directly like a garbage. When he got to the side, he fell directly over an array of contemplators and into a pile of cables and metal fragments.

"Here! You chose the wrong boat!"

Bahram roared and charged forward.

"And you chose the wrong god."

The enchanted warrior hissed in response.

Bahram jumped up and slashed at the enemy with the sword in his hand. At the same time, the serrations of Sabrin's chainsaw also screamed, slashing at the enchanted warrior from the side.

Unexpectedly, the enchanted warrior giant jumped directly to the ceiling. At this time, the extremely heavy body looked like a sensitive insect. The joints of the elongated limbs were bent in a strange way and made a crackling sound~www.readwn .com~ then grabbed the ceiling.

Sabrin and Bahram looked up to find each other's faces open, a powerful nothingness trying to confuse their perceptions.

"Don't look at his face!"

Sabrin immediately reminded loudly that he had discovered the ability of the other party to paralyze the senses of those who looked directly at him.

"Hey hey, it's too late!"

As the enchanted warrior climbed across the ceiling, the diamond-hard dome tore off chunks of metal and headed straight for Lothar.

"dare!"

Sabrin's chainsword moved rapidly in his hand, more like being driven by a reaction than a choice, sliding under the elbow of the enchanted warrior's arm.

Shadows slid out of the torn wound, the light of distant stars flowed from the wound like blood, and a sound similar to a collision between galaxies roared in Sablin's ear, almost completely deaf him.