In the silence, the flames of war were crackling.
The smoke of gunpowder slowly rose from the wasteland, carrying with it the fatigue of a long battle, pale and powerless, returning to its original nature in the physical world.
Thick smoke billowed from the bow of the Stormbird, the crashed engine was idling, and the hatch that had been kicked open roughly lay on the ground.
“Hurry! Hurry!!!”
Kirkland was running wildly, and the great sage was in an indescribable state of distress. It was the first time that Angertai realized that mechanical sounds could also break into sobbing sounds.
Angertai gritted his teeth and shouted to the sage. The scepter in his hand was glowing dimly. Ram's tired and weak voice flowed in his veins.
"Wait?! Wait!!!"
Anglete roared,
"You can't do anything if you rush forward now, you'll just die in vain!"
Kirkland trembled and whimpered, as if touched by invisible radio waves in the air. The great sage suddenly fell to the ground. He chanted the name of Hades in a low voice, and for a moment he was indistinguishable from those disabled pilgrims on the earth.
Kirkland's mechanical arm covered his head violently, scratching it madly, as if he wanted to tear his flesh apart out of thin air.
“He is bleeding, He is crying—He is perishing!!!”
“He is dying!!!”
The great sage wailed in a state of madness that was indistinguishable from his own. For a moment, Anglete began to doubt whether the world the great sage saw was the same world he saw.
What did he see in those mechanical eyes
Angertai didn't know, or maybe it was actually Angertai himself who was crazy, after all, there was a demon living in his body.
Due to the sudden surge of the Warp, the Word Bearers' ships were only able to approach Cadia.
But just by approaching Cadia, the psychic energy flowing from the planet was enough to drive the Word Bearers on the ship half dead and half crazy.
Only the Strong-Willed managed to keep their sanity, and then they were attacked by scattered Iron Warriors' ships.
The opponent's offensive was extremely weak. Under normal circumstances, this kind of attack would not be taken seriously by the Word Bearer.
But now, the Word Bearers' ships are scattered, and most of their crews have lost their combat effectiveness.
At this moment, the ships of both sides were so weak that they reached a delicate balance.
At the same time, Angertai also sent a distress signal to the nearby Order of Silence fleet and Iron Hands fleet, but he was not sure whether the two legions in the middle of the Warp waves could be saved.
The Word Bearers' ships began to fight with the Iron Warriors, and under the urging of Ram and the subtle guidance of the scepter in their hands, Angletai and Kirkland resolutely chose to break into Cadia alone.
Under normal circumstances, Anglete would have thought that such a plan was devised by a madman.
Now, he is the crazy one.
However, when Anglete's eyes reflected the strange image of Cardia, Anglete knew -
It's not him who is crazy, it's the world.
He is not crazy.
Neither did Kirkland, he was just too sad.
This land - no, this terrain is like a newborn continent, as if it had just been formed, with loose and dry soil.
Countless corpses emerged from the earth, as if they were the soil itself, and the Roman numerals four and ten remained on the faded power armor.
As they moved forward in this land, from time to time, Angertai could see a human figure crawling like an insect, most of them were mechanical sages.
They looked painful, with broken bones, melted steel bars, and scrapped engines. Their bodies bore the last traces of the madness.
He saw the blue feathers of birds and beasts emerging from the steel, the fungi climbing on the red robes, the violent blood flowing, and the skin being peeled off by himself cruelly.
At first, Anglete would shoot at them, but gradually he became numb. The closer he got to the center of the battlefield, the more these people there were.
He ran past the men stiffly, their screams as they were dragged past him making the Ram in him feel uncomfortable.
+Those guys, they were protected by that guy! +
Pluto’s mercy allowed them to survive, but is it really good to be alive
Angertai swallowed his saliva, and his determination to die grew stronger and stronger.
"Hey! Kirkland!!!"
"What are you going to do?! This won't save Hades! You have to think about him!!!"
Anglete's brain was working rapidly.
"We have to find Lorgar! At least I have to go!!!"
The Great Sage's engine suddenly stopped, and he wailed.
"To the main tower!"
The roar of the mind engine sounded, and the great sage began to work at an overloaded capacity to mobilize all the memories and knowledge stored in his memory. White mist began to slowly emerge from his head.
Kirkland shouted in a distorted voice,
"I can try to barely activate the Black Stone Obelisk. Pluto taught me. He taught me!!!"
Kirkland shouted at the top of his lungs, and the great sage entered a new round of collapse.
"He taught me exactly what he said!!! But how come I can only understand part of it!!!"
Angertai yelled, he raised his gun, a demon was rushing towards them,
"Is it possible or not, Kirkland? Give me a clear answer!"
The sound of the Great Sage's robe being torn apart suddenly rang out, the firepower system rose up, and the machine gun started to turn.
After a burst of fire, Angerte slowly changed his target.
"Give me your Blackstone spear!"
Without any hesitation, Angertai threw two black stone spears towards Kirkland. The aura of the black domain on them seemed to comfort the Hades believers for a moment. Kirkland's mechanical eyes lit up, and he was about to speak -
The electronic voice of the Great Sage lingered in the wind.
"What's wrong?"
Angeltai yelled, those damn demons are coming towards them, he heard Ram urging him to use the demon's power,
"have-"
Kirkland stopped. Although his body did not move, his firepower system was still outputting firepower fiercely, even more than the demons killed by Angertai.
Blood and flesh exploded around the great sage like a fountain.
"have… "
Kirkland stammered,
"Someone's calling for reinforcements."
After going through it all, there are still people who can stand and fight.
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"D3 area Blackrock Tower requesting reinforcements! Requesting reinforcements!!!"
Little Herrera screamed, blood flowed from under her short hair, and delicate purple scales grew from her face.
The characteristics of the Soulless and the working Blackstone Obelisk allowed this group of members of the Order of Silence to hold on until the last moment.
But even so, sufficiently strong Warp turbulence struck the tower and corroded the Soulless's body with absolute force.
The head sister of silence held the special grenade launcher in one hand and fired a volley of bullets at the big demon in front of her.
On her shoulders, she was carrying the Imperial Guard Charon, whose abdomen was bleeding profusely. His breathing was particularly weak at this moment.
Beside little Herrera, there were countless soulless people who were still struggling to fight, as well as countless corpses that had fallen to the ground. Their corpses were in all kinds of shapes, but none of them looked human anymore.
Little Herrera gritted his teeth, blood oozing out of his jaws. There was no response on the communication channel.
What is she expecting
But she had already made up her mind.
Hold on to this place, hold on to this place. For the survivors, hope may have already disappeared.
Win, survive, no need to think about those things anymore.
What they have to do now is to follow Pluto and fight until the last drop of blood is shed, and fire every bullet at the enemies of the empire!
Finally, he shouted in the name of Pluto and the Emperor and sent the last bomb to himself!
More, yeah.
(End of this chapter)