What do you do when you face an enemy you know you can't defeat
Hades' answer was to keep running as fast as possible, and that's how he survived in Barbaros.
But the problem is that Hades is not alone now, and the enemy seems to be moving very fast—
What's even worse is that Hades himself is the one who draws hatred and taunts, and the taunting ability is passive and cannot be turned off.
He carries an aura that interests the Undead and the Star Gods.
Very bad C'tan, very bad Necromancer, very bad Emperor who fed him Void Dragon, hatred comes from Hades.
Hades sighed deeply in his heart, and decided to let those who can run run as fast as possible.
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A blizzard howled across the plains. Hades quickly divided his army into two parts. Most of the troops would escort Angron to the retreat point on the plains immediately, and try to send Angron up as soon as they could contact the fleet.
At the same time, they are also responsible for calling on the fleet to conduct orbital bombardment of the earth as soon as possible to give the other Hades some breathing time to retreat.
The whole thing hinges on their ability to contact the fleet in orbit.
At the same time, Hades had to pray that the World Eaters' fleet was not attacked - otherwise the troops trapped on the ground would probably be wiped out.
The small force led by Hades was responsible for attracting enemy firepower. The good news might be that these undead seemed to have no interest in the World Eaters. Their target was Hades, who was related to the Star God fragments.
But is this really good news for Hades
Hades boarded the Wandering Knight and began to plan his escape route. Most of those following Hades were knights and some elite World Eaters, as well as Hades' own mechas.
Because Angron's side was unlikely to encounter a large force of undead, Hades unceremoniously arranged most of the knights around him. These big guys should be able to share some of the firepower for Hades - heavy mechanical vehicles have a certain appeal to the Star God.
Hades listened to the sound of the engines of the Wandering Soul Knights beneath him warming up. The only order the Lord of the Order of Silence gave to these mixed knights was to protect Hades and distract and attract as much enemy fire as possible at all costs.
Among the knights escorting Hades were the extremely valuable Wandering Knights of the Order of Silence. This was a waste, but at this juncture, it was no longer a problem.
The primary goal was to escort Angron and Hades back to the fleet, to a safer location, or at least get one of them back.
The army escorting Angron was obviously ready to break out. They would march towards the northwest corner, while Hades would lead the knights to retreat to the east.
A voice came from the channel, but it was not the news about the fleet that Hades was expecting.
It was Charon's voice. Hades had sent Hefa to Angron's team, and Charon followed him.
"Sir, the first thing to protect is your life, not Angron's. Please think twice."
Hades felt the sound between his teeth creaking like the cold wind, containing a hint of anger and inhuman coldness.
"Charon, put aside the Necrons' war against me. Simply tell me, if the World Eaters' air forces find that I am the first person they need to transport, and their Primarch is abandoned -"
"Do you think they will follow my orders, or will they be crazy enough to save the Primarch? Do you still not see what kind of legion the World Eaters are? Do not ask me to teach you anymore, Charon. Now is not the time to distract me."
Charon was silent. The Adeptus Custodes was prepared for Hades to say some stupid words of personal heroism, and then he would advise the general as a dutiful warrior.
But... this... Charon realized that Hades had considered more brutal, less honorable tactics.
Finally, the tall golden-armored warrior had no choice but to say,
Hades ignored the Custodes and thought for the last time about how to increase his chances of survival. He could perhaps bring some World Eaters with him, but most of the warriors would fall behind in the high-speed march, and they seemed unable to attract the slightest attention of the Star God.
So Hades dispatched a few more knights, and now there were only two knights left in the team escorting Angron - these were enough. As long as the Necrons did not send out heavy firepower to target Angron, his warriors would be able to buy enough time for Angron.
There was a crackling restlessness in the scarlet wind. There was no time to hesitate. Hades raised the broken sword, Enemy's Blade, in his hand, signaling the start of the breakout.
Hades should thank himself for getting the Blade of his Nemesis in advance - Trazyn coated Hades' scythe with a layer of single-molecule C'tan metal, which means that his scythe is ineffective against C'tan!
Trazyn, he Hades thank you!
In the distance where the wind was howling, darkness and the sickle dropped at the same time. The imprisoned fragments longed for strength and completeness, and He longed for freedom.
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On the scarlet muddy ground, the undead, as dense as an ant colony, ran towards the enemy frantically, but most of them were unable to catch up with the enemies they desired before they were tripped by the bloody ground.
For a warlike race, the most confusing thing is that the enemy has no high morale to fight.
But they are just the humblest footnotes in the grand battlefield.
The broken god steps onto the battlefield.
The storm howled wildly, but even the strong wind would bow its head before the absolute law. The darkness spread like a physical realm, filled with hunger and greed, unwillingness and cruelty. The Nightbringer silently looked at the Undead Overlord who was pointing out the target to Him. Lightning began to gather, but the super-dimensional gravity that displeased Him restrained His power.
He raised his eyes and sensed the target in the distance. He felt a familiar breath, and the Nightbringer raised his hand—
Hades, who was marching desperately, suddenly sensed something was wrong, and his roar immediately tore through the whistling wind.
"All troops, move right, move right now! Fuck!"
The next moment, a loud bang was heard and the space distorted.
Hades turned his head suddenly, and in his eyes were reflected the metal wreckage of three vehicles that had not had time to turn towards the knights. They seemed to have been roughly twisted into pieces of scrap metal by a giant hand. Electricity crackled around the vehicles whose frames were still visible, and the ion shield protecting the drivers was glowing with a ridiculously faint light.
The Lord of the Order of Silence heard the cries of the surviving knight pilots and the curses of the World Eaters who were always trying to follow the Troops, but at this moment there was no emotion in Hades' mind and he had no time to leave any space for emotions.
The cold wind blew on Hades' face, and his mind was filled with the information he had just received.
First, the distance in space cannot hinder the attack of the Night Holders. Another possibility is that they are not far enough away.
Second, he could faintly resonate with the Nightbringer in the distance, which at least gave him a slight chance of survival.
Hades tried his best to feel the other party. Faint green lightning lit up around him, but it was just a useless decoration. Hades opened his mouth and roared.
"All knights, march to the north immediately! The remaining teams will chase the other team immediately!"
Due north is where the Nightbringers and the Necron Overlords are located.
The knights were nothing more than the simplest infantry on a battlefield of this scale. Hades realized that he didn't need the World Eaters warriors at all. It would be better to send them to a battlefield where they could contribute.
This time Charon did not ask any stupid questions. Hades watched the infantry team that had followed him go away. He listened to Ribo's shouts under him and the screams of the overloaded and overheated engine.
So they began to run towards the center of the vortex.
(End of this chapter)