The assembled Luna Wolves raised battle cries and war songs.
They pulled the trigger of their bolters.
The roar continued, and a bright light appeared at the muzzle of the gun.
The bombs exploded on the zombies.
Blast their rotten bodies into pieces.
The debris and rotten flesh were splattered everywhere.
Scattered on the muddy ground.
However, the zombies still swarmed forward, extending their sickly, yellowing claws.
Even though his body was smashed to pieces, he was still using the remains to wriggle.
More evil creatures continued to appear around the warriors.
They walked out of the fog, and low, malicious roars came from their rotten throats.
The automatic search device on the helmet marks the enemy's position clearly.
With the help of the auxiliary system, Locke's shooting skills are very accurate.
He pulled the trigger, easily shattering three lined-up enemies with a single anti-warp bolter.
"Concentrate fire, brothers," he shouted. "Request covering fire support."
Many warriors of the Moon Wolves showed no fear in the face of such a scene.
They calmly gathered in the direction of Loken.
At the same time, they poured fire on the rotten remains that emerged from the swamp like nightmares.
Hundreds of evil creatures surrounded them.
Every hideous, moldering corpse whispered something.
Without exception, there is a single chaotic eye in the middle of their faces.
On the forehead are rough, withered bone horns.
Dense swarms of flies were dancing in the air with a rumbling sound.
Plague drones hovered high in the sky, pouring sewage containing terrible germs and human-head-shaped virus bombs onto the ground.
Some soldiers were blown away in the explosion. If it weren't for the armor's cushioning and the Heart of the Empire's powerful recovery ability, I'm afraid they would all be injured and lose their combat capability.
But some warriors' power armor was pierced, exposing them to the air full of viruses and fungi.
The flesh and blood decayed and rotted at a speed visible to the naked eye. The skin turned gray and peeled off in the blink of an eye, revealing necrotic and liquefied soft tissue.
Fortunately, the souls of those dead will be sent back to the kingdom of the Holy Emperor, and then reappear in the real universe through reincarnation technology.
Unless attacked by a soul-destroying weapon, in which case it would be very difficult to resurrect.
The roar of the grenade launcher left Locke no time to think too much.
He focused on the fierce battle in front of him and poured bullets into the filthy monster that was stumbling towards him.
"Don't hit them in the torso, focus on their head."
Loken drew his sword and chopped off the head of a monster that was approaching.
The rotten head that fell to the ground instantly turned into charred bones and splattered mucus.
The headless corpse just fell down without even a twitch.
Large numbers of shambling corpses were destroyed by the warriors.
Some green monsters with hideous swollen bellies exploded directly after being hit by continuous bombs.
"Forward bravely." Many Shadow Moon Wolves roared in unison, and they pushed forward as firmly as spears.
Bombs blasted and swords swung.
He moved fearlessly through the enemy lines.
The enemy also launched a counterattack, and the broken wreckage and heads filled with poisonous gas were thrown out as ammunition for catapults.
The rusted, flesh-covered, and covered with spurs and fangs of the Wither Engines and Plague Drones' Flesh Cannons began to turn.
The rumbling sound continued.
Shells and bullets carrying viruses and plagues poured out from rusty gun muzzles, exploded on the ground, and spewed out bursts of deadly poison gas.
Air fire support is coming, please mark your position to avoid being targeted and causing accidental injuries.
Air fire support is coming, please mark your position to avoid being targeted and causing accidental injuries.
The voice of the command center came over the comms.
Loken turned on the marking program and marked all members of his team on the war network.
Just finished these.
Dozens of attack speed boats whizzed past the heads of Locke and others, and the gravity thrusters rolled up a terrifying white air wave in the air.
The automatic bolter on top and the burst beam arrays mounted on both sides fired continuously.
Rockets were released one after another from the wings on both sides.
Dragging its tail flame, it crashed into the target.
Every time a rocket landed, there was a deafening explosion.
A huge air wave was set off from the explosion, tearing the enemies into pieces or drowning them in endless swamps and mud.
At the same time, the drivers used precise shooting skills.
Attacked enemy aircraft.
Several Plague Drones were hit during the first wave of airstrikes.
The engine or cabin with fangs was blown away.
A sound similar to the wailing of a living creature in pain came from the body of the drone.
Debris mixed with debris and rotten flesh flew everywhere, and sewage containing deadly toxins poured down from the sky.
Steel will sizzle when it comes into contact with it, and it has an extremely resentful power.
Some of the cultists raised their cursed weapons, trying to stop the destruction in the direction of the attack speeder.
But they were torn to pieces by the terrifying firepower, their limbs flew everywhere, and the survivors could only wailing and hiding.
"For the Holy Emperor."
The driver's voice came from the attack speed boat formation.
"For the Holy Emperor." The warriors of the Shadow Moon Wolves also cheered in response.
After all the threats were eliminated, Locke and others arrived at a river.
The river was filled with green silt that looked like pus that had just been squeezed out.
Loken saw a corpse in the river, which had just been swept up from the bottom of the river by the rolling, smelly mud.
The blackened head drooped on the slimy spine.
The flesh and blood has rotted and become part of the mud sea.
Soon after, more bodies were pulled up from the river bottom.
Not only humans, but also all kinds of strange aliens.
There are dozens of tribes that Loken can recognize, including the Luo tribe, the Hex Alliance, the Zuru cannibals, the Lykman tribe who can change their appearance, and the Nephilim tribe who are good at bewitching people.
There are many more.
They are all creatures poisoned by the god Nurgle, imprisoned here forever, enjoying eternal life of pain and inability to escape.
On the other side of the river was a dark forest.
Their shapes are indescribable, their essence completely corrupt.
A large number of corpses were piled there, with twisted tree roots entwined on top of the corpses.
Every branch had a skull drilled through it and was covered in mold, which made one feel deeply disgusted even when seeing it from a distance.
Painful faces can be vaguely seen on the tree trunks. It is unknown how many once foolish Nurgle believers who were eager for blessings were absorbed by these trees.
Those idiots did gain eternal life, but this kind of eternal life was obviously not what they wanted.
Across the forest is a decaying city.
Covered with unimaginable swarms of insects.
There are all kinds of strange shapes, stacked up layer upon layer, countless.
There are also various rotten, tumor-grown demonic anti-aircraft towers.
The firepower possessed by Nurgle's domain is no less than that of the Empire. If an air strike is used directly to deal with the city, the flying formation will inevitably suffer heavy casualties.
Ground charge is an excellent method.
That corrupt city is one of the Empire's targets.
By seizing it, one can control a large area of Nurgle.
Those Nurgle followers and daemons will be cut off from retreat.
They will have no escape.
The river is very long and winds to the end of the sky.
Crossing swamps and muddy wastelands shrouded in thick miasma.
Above the river, the giant Titan is trying to cross the river and attack the city in the distance.
The Titan's majestic and towering figure exudes an oppressive feeling.
Its barrier-like legs and feet stepped into the river, stirring up huge drums of mud and water, as if it were a terrifying god of war, coming from below to crush the enemies of the empire into powder.
They advanced with great momentum, destroying everything in their path.
The huge Titan weapons are activated from time to time, and thick destructive beams and a rain of missiles that covers the sky and the earth sweep across the enemies who dare to block them.
"Forward," Loken shouted, "For immortal glory, for eternal oath."
He waded through the water, and his heavy armor soon sank into the mud, with the dirty water quickly rising to his chest.
The anti-gravity module was activated, counteracting the suction force of the river and pulling the armor out again.
Yet in Nurgle's realm, the laws of physics have been weakened.
The anti-gravity device was unable to completely free the armor from this strange river.
It can only ensure that the armor will not be completely submerged.
The humming energy core was running at high capacity, driving the armor's power system to resist the resistance of the quagmire and push them forward.
Loken struggled across the bone-strewn reef, liquefied flesh clinging to his armor.
The armored system automatically closes all entrances to prevent germs from invading through the gaps.
Through the visual device of the helmet, he stared at the other side.
Those sharp eyes seemed to be able to cut open the dark forest.
The fire of human revenge will be poured out upon this realm.
Let the god of plague pay with blood.
The demons opened fire on the opposite shore, their twisted guns hurling massive shells, bombs exploding in the water, stirring up bubbles and rotting remains.
The corpses floating in the muddy river also opened their rotten eyes, and green flames burned in their empty eye sockets.
They stretched out their hands to grab the warriors who were crossing the river.
Locke held the weapon in his backhand and stabbed at the grinning skeletons and mutilated faces, bestowing death on them once again.
No!
A Moon Wolf was blown away by the explosion. When it fell again, countless rotten hands stretched out from the river. They grabbed the armor and suddenly pulled the Moon Wolf into the depths of the river.
In just a few breaths, the rune mark belonging to the warrior dimmed.
Damn it!
Locke cursed in his heart.
The Empire also began bombing.
Intensive artillery fire was fired from artillery positions and heavy tank clusters, landing on the defense line on the opposite bank.
Fire and mud were set off on the defensive line of the demons and cultists, and the rumbling sound of explosions was endless.
There was also a battle in the sky, with the firepower of both sides intertwined.
There was a loud bang.
An Imperial attack speeder was hit in the sky, and black smoke billowed from its engine.
"For the Empire, witness me." A fanatical cry rang out.
The attack speeder crashed straight into the ground, followed by an explosion, and countless rotten limbs were swept away in the blast.
Locke and others walked into the river and used the anti-gravity module to wade across the river full of zombies and viral sludge.
Soon they were back on muddy ground that was harder than the river mud.
Cultists and demons poured firepower and various virus-cursed weapons upon them.
Most attacks explode in the protective energy field created by the iron halo, and those that occasionally penetrate the energy field will be blocked by the heavy armor.
There was still rotten flesh and mud on his goggles, and Locke had to shoot at the enemy with the help of the automatic sensing system.
At the same time, the armor activated the self-cleaning mode.
The vents reopened, spewing mud.
The dirt on the surface is swept away by the repulsive force field, and it becomes clean and tidy again.
Nanorobots were also released to repair some traces of battle, making the armor look brand new again.
When his vision returned, Loken started running.
He took advantage of an opening to reload on the run, then activated the power sword's energy field.
The first demon, holding a rusty sword and operating a stinking catapult, had his head chopped off while everyone was stunned.
Locke pulled the trigger repeatedly, smashing the catapult that used the rotten head as a bomb into pieces, and swung the power sword to chop down the enemies near the catapult.
A Nurgle demon with a bloated body, a big belly, and small bells hanging on the two horns of its head rushed towards Loken.
It held a huge rusty sword in its hand, and its body, covered with pus, was shaking as it ran.
Loken used his sword to block the opponent's slashing sword.
However, the opponent's strength was much greater than his, forcing him to take a few steps back to relieve the terrible force.
"A damned intruder." The demon growled in a low voice, "How dare you insignificant creatures invade this eternal kingdom?"
"Blood for blood, tooth for tooth." Locke spoke coldly, and pulled the trigger in his hand. The bullet was fired from the barrel of the gun, causing the demon to scream and stagger back a few steps.
Loken hung the grenade launcher on the magnetic lock on his waist, took a step forward, jumped up with the sword in both hands, and slashed at the opponent's head.
The demon raised his sword to block Locke's slash, but the rusty sword was broken by Locke's brute force.
The sword blade covered with the force field penetrated directly into the opponent's shoulder, causing him to wail in pain.
"You once looked down on us, acted high and mighty, and thought you could toy with the fate of our people. Now, it is time to pay back."
Loken pressed the blade down with force, the force field crackled, and the leaping arcs of electricity jumped, directly breaking the opponent's entity.
The demon's body was torn apart, and rotten internal organs and foul-smelling fluids flowed out of the wounds.
Loken swung his sword, chopped off the opponent's head, and then crushed it with his foot.
The yellow-brown eye flew out and finally shattered with a snap onto a piece of slimy, rotten, black wood.
Loken looked around and found a new enemy.
He rushed forward again, shouting a battle cry.
The other Luna Wolves were chanting as well.
They united as one and charged towards the enemy's position.
The enemy's resistance was stubborn, yet doomed to failure.
The Moon Wolves quickly eliminated the enemies guarding the river defense line and marched towards the terrifying dark forest.
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"Is this really Terra? How is this possible? It's so magnificent!
So spectacular!
And the light of the Astronomican is not right. Isn’t the palace over there? Why is the Astronomican here? Did they change the position of the Astronomican?”
Sigismund held onto the railing of the sanatorium balcony, looking at everything in the distance, his voice trembling a little.
This was the first time he stepped out of the recuperation ward.
The scene before him gave him an indescribable sense of unreality. If the numbness and soreness in his body had not been so real, he would have doubted whether he was dreaming!
I am still on the plateau scorched by the high temperature.
Everything before my eyes was just an illusion caused by the approaching death.
Floating in the sky are platforms and ships that are as big as planets.
They are so close that it seems like you can touch them with your hand.
Just look up and you can see the shiny metal structure and the large metal parts moving on it.
It is supported by countless high-rise buildings and steel mountains, hanging in the sky.
There are tall buildings on the ground, and everywhere you look, there are buildings built by humans.
Large amounts of vegetation are planted along roads and buildings, as well as in botanical gardens built on giant balconies.
Steel bars, concrete, flowers, plants and trees coexist harmoniously.
It's like a high-tech city that blends seamlessly with nature.
"If they didn't lie to us, then this is Terra. As for your question, I don't understand it either. I just got back."
Sigismund turned his head and looked at Lann. The smile in the other's eyes was no longer there. Instead, there was indifference and cruelty, as well as the anger hidden deep in his heart.
The Horus Heresy changed so many things.
Who would have thought that Fafniran Lane, who loved to joke and was always cynical, would become the first chapter master of the Executioners in the future.
This former comrade-in-arms was a veteran of the Great Expedition who had grown up with him.
Sigismund had known Lane since he was just starting his training.
They met at a training base on the moon.
Those were very cruel times, and the selection of Space Marines was not an easy task.
Every successful person steps on the dead body of a failed person.
Fortunately, both he and Lan passed the trial and completed all the tests.
"We have a lot to learn," Sigismund said. "The implanted memories are not enough to help us understand this era."
"There will be a large celebration in a few days, and we may be able to see the imperial army of this era." Lann said, "Then we may be able to solve the confusion in our hearts."
"I heard that it was a triumphant army from an expedition to another universe." Sigismund's tone was full of self-doubt: "Back then, we didn't even completely conquer the Milky Way, but now that we have returned, we find that humans have begun to move beyond the universe!
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Lann said nothing.
He felt like he was dreaming.
Everything seemed so unreal.
The changes are too great, unbelievable.
If it weren't for Sigismund, the other battle brothers would have been resurrected and returned from the other side of death.
He even began to wonder if this was an illusion created by the evil god in order to corrupt him.