Chapter 143 The War Begins (5) Breakthrough and Damage
"Return!"
The exclaimed voice of a staff officer who had been squatting next to the Geiger counter broke the oppressive and suffocating atmosphere in the hall.
In full view of everyone, he once again confirmed the value in front of him, and then jumped up:
"The warp tide is beginning to recede!"
Of course, it's not just the subspace wave that recedes like a tide, but also the overwhelming demons on the front lines.
It's like it's not just the protagonist who doesn't appear in the two chapters who fishes, but also the author who can't wake up.
When the extraordinary power on the other side of reality becomes rootless water, the demons from another world in front of the position are like hippos that have lost their water source. Although they still have huge and terrifying power, they have lost their greatest support in the interior.
The energy density on the planet is rapidly declining, and the psychic energy fluctuations visible to the naked eye from high in the sky dim in a breath.
The demons who have been accustomed to the existence of subspace breaches for more than a hundred years have not lost their fighting power, but they have no intention of fighting again.
They abandoned the target in front of them and retreated in large numbers with their military morale shaken. The surviving soldiers who were left on the battlefield were confused and didn't know whether to be grateful or disappointed.
They fell weakly on their backs in the trench, breathing heavily and then staring blankly at the sky.
Some people also choose to pursue them, and it’s not just the demons who are jealous.
Comrades sacrificed before their eyes, and the order not to retreat was behind them. In the context of the death of the established system, there were many people who could not forgive themselves for living alone. At least more than 1,000 soldiers rushed towards the enemy in anger, and then disappeared into the rolling tide of blood as expected.
I won’t go into too much detail about these intervening episodes, but in general, the demons’ offensive wave did stop unexpectedly.
Is this an accident? Or is this the will of the God Emperor?
Or to take a step back, even if it is the will of the God Emperor, he should have a material carrier. But this time, the name of this carrier of the Emperor's will is Calvin.
That's right, Calvin, who arrived at the edge of the battlefield half an hour after the war started, felt that there was nothing he could do after seeing the powerful demon army, so he chose to steal his home as a matter of course.
It was still four gray knights wearing optical camouflage cloaks who opened the way, but this time Calvin did not have time to slowly touch in, but chose to teleport collectively based on the positioning of the four pioneers.
The huge seal is at the end of the cave, and the ancient inscriptions and reliefs have now been replaced by the blasphemous marks of the demons.
This is true on the pillars on both sides of the stone arch that is more than ten meters high, and the whirlpool-like gate that is constantly absorbing subspace energy is in the center of the arch.
The corpses of the fallen soldiers in front are being quietly transported here by the demons. The priests of Tzeentch and the acolytes of Nurgle are wearing colorful or dirty dark green robes, holding sacrificial knives in their hands, and are processing them. holding these corpses.
The festival obviously hasn't started yet. The half-arranged, unformed sacrificial ceremony looked weird, cruel and disgusting.
Calvin, who had just stepped out of the dazzling silver light of the teleportation, saw such a blasphemous scene.
"For the emperor!"
"We are hammer!"
No more words were needed, the Gray Knights, led by Calvin, rushed towards the army left behind by the demon.
The portal blocked by the tide of demons is the goal of their trip.
Hundreds of demons emerged from the portal and moved forward to make room for the next wave of teleportations.
The square in front of the entrance was crowded and noisy.
Every time a powerful person could not bear the squeeze and violently swung his sword at his companions. Then, under the sanctions of the demon's remaining guards, he used his hanging head to restore order.
When the Gray Knights appeared and the road to the front line was cut off, they naturally found an outlet to vent their anger and swarmed towards the Gray Knights.
The demon armies who were responsible for staying on high ground on both sides also gathered around. In the large cave, surrounded by layers of warriors, the Gray Knights were as small as droplets in the ocean.
boom!
A ray of silver light emerged from the black wave, which was the blazing flames burning on the warhammer "Mission" in Calvin's hand. Under the flames were the embers of corpses that began to pile up at his feet, demonic ones.
The heavy war hammer was swung as light as nothing in his hand, and no one could block its heavy weight; the dual stances of psionic energy and decomposition on the lightning claws shined with all their strength, causing the demons to fall apart under a single grasp.
There were Daemons of Tzeentch hurling fire at him from a distance, the blue and pink fires of Chaos extinguished on his holy power armor. Then, in his eyes that could judge souls, he wailed and spontaneously combusted on the spot, burning into ashes.
There was a five-meter-high Brass Knight Lord who tried to resist his attack, but both men and cattle were hammered into powder in one blow.
For more demons, the cause of death could not even be confirmed. All we could see was that he swung his warhammer, knocking away swarms of demons with one blow, and then being incinerated by the spiritual energy of Order before they hit the ground.
The light on the "mission" of the warhammer becomes more and more obvious, which is a sign of the accumulation of inertial potential energy of the mission in the swing. The greater the power, the more the spiritual energy shines.
After hundreds of demons were killed in the first battle, the potential energy accumulated in the "mission" became more and more outrageous, and the air began to be suffocated by the power it carried.
Huge shock waves carrying spiritual energy began to radiate around as Calvin danced, and each blow could poke out a silver pillar of light in the dark wave.
The Gray Knights of the Honor Guard also followed in Calvin's footsteps. Under the sole responsibility of Calvin's soul, they squandered their psychic power like never before.
"Laws! Mantra Shield!"
This was Taric's voice. The decree that originally took several seconds to prepare was instantly formed at this moment, blocking a fatal blow from the Blood Sword for a Gray Knight with an overloaded shield at the rear of the team.
"Legal Order! Glory of Champions!" This is Feier's voice. The strengthened legal order that originally required a dozen Gray Knights to prepare for a long time was formed in a breath, and was added to a Gray Knight facing the Brass Knight Lord. .
More uses of the Law come from "Retribution", which seems to be the same as Psychic Lightning, but is exclusive to the Gray Knight's skills.
This skill called "Retribution" consumes more energy than ordinary psychic lightning, but the trace of the Emperor's will contained in it makes all bearers of Chaos Power regard it as a natural enemy.
After Calvin appeared, the cost of this kind of order was greatly reduced. It is regarded as the first choice of new tactical skills by the champions of the Honor Guard, just because the summons of the Emperor's will, which consumes a huge amount of money, has become the embodiment of Calvin's will...
There are many other changes in laws and regulations like this, so I won’t go into details here.
In short, the price is much cheaper and the effect is still outstanding. The Gray Knights all say it is good after using it.
The huge sense of oppression and the will of the entire guard collided in Calvin's mind. War cries and orders came and went, but Calvin firmly suppressed them.
Psychic energy was being consumed rapidly, and the temperature of Calvin's brainstem remained at a dangerous level. The squeaking current in the psychic ring next to his ear and the cooling device on the armor told him:
It is such a heavy burden to single-handedly connect the psychic powers of the entire team together and bear the cost of their use of discipline.
But it's worth it.
It was an unprecedented experience for Calvin to have full firepower on such a battlefield, allowing the Paladins to exert several or even ten times their previous combat effectiveness.
In just a few minutes on the battlefield, tens of thousands of demons were killed by the priceless psychic lightning, and the entire team's invincible progress after rushing hundreds of meters was the best reward for this price.
The most important thing is that during this journey, only one or two Gray Knights in the entire team were injured, and no one was killed.
The psychic energy was replenishing again, and a huge number of demons were dying. Calvin's soul, which had not eaten meat for a long time, had a good meal.
The long-lost hunting instinct began to awaken, and he even laughed heartily when he looked at the countless demons in front of him.
You must know that the demons killed by him and the Gray Knights with his psychic powers are not qualified to return to the subspace.
The moment they were killed in the real universe, the real names solidified in the depths of subspace were also irreversibly erased by the power of time and fate, but the surrounding existence knew nothing about it, just like They never existed.
And the soul wealth and the destiny power of existence they carry throughout their lives will all be owned by Calvin.
A large number of souls and emotions fill his soul, but the essential gap means that when these souls are absorbed and transformed into higher dimensions, they can only exert one billionth of the effect.
More power of destiny quietly concentrated on the crown in his soul, making the fire of order on the cold and ferocious thorns brighter.
After receiving the supplement, Calvin's eyes became brighter and brighter, and the white-gold light was already overflowing.
After a powerful sweep, he looked at the Chaos Portal that was already close at hand, shouted the emperor's holy name loudly, and then released all the potential energy accumulated in the "mission" of the war hammer in his hand that even he could hardly control.
"boom!"
Centered on the war hammer lying on the ground in front of him, a huge shock wave containing his spiritual energy spread to the surroundings.
The psychic ripples in the air shattered those affected on the spot, and the ground wrinkled like water flow, transmitting destructive power outwards, disintegrating the demonic books and lampposts beside the arch that were used to isolate exploration.
"Now!" Calvin shouted loudly to the Revenant Redeemer, which had restored communications.
What responded to him was the intervention that was already in place above the orbit.
The power of the entire psionic choir, enhanced by the psionic amplification devices unique to the Gray Knight strike cruiser and spread throughout the entire hull, penetrates long distances and hits the breach in the subspace.
A milky-white light beam with a thickness of more than ten meters penetrated the barriers of layers of rocks above the head and inserted into the purple-black door of chaos.
Violent energy fluctuations took shape in an instant, and a bright light lit up from the center of the vortex.
boom!
After a moment of dazzling light and flying dust, nothing was left where the Gate of Chaos had been, leaving only the gray-white rock and the remains of the indistinct mark of blasphemy burned on it.
The entire cave suddenly became quiet, and the power of subspace began to dissipate.
After these demons, whose muscles had swollen and their eyes glowed red, lost the blessing of subspace, their originally upright bodies began to stoop, and their plump muscles began to wither.
The sharp sword in his hand had hidden traces of rust. Even the weakest among them could not even maintain their own existence. They were expelled from the real universe while screaming and rolled back to the subspace where they grew up.
But no one (the devil) cared, they were still looking at Calvin's figure blankly.
It seems that they still don't believe that these mere mortals, less than 20 people in front of them, actually cut off their return right in front of them.
"How dare you, rat!"
This was the scene that Talos saw when he entered the cave and was driven from the front to the rear by the Demon Lord. With his eyes cracked, he cried out.
When it comes to talking, Calvin is not at a disadvantage, especially after thirty years of administrative work. He is particularly good at teasing other people's minds with the shortest words.
"In the name of the Holy Human Emperor, within the territory of the Human Empire, of course I dare! And you! The traitor captured by desire, you should stick out your dirty head as soon as possible and let me purify it for your ancestors. !”
"I hope your weapons are as sharp as your mouth! Slave of the false emperor!"
Enraged, Talos led his Chaos Space Marines towards Calvin and his Gray Knights.
The surrounding demons were eager to try, but all those who wanted to participate were killed by Talos:
"Get away! You bastard! He's mine!"
Calvin also planned to leave here in order to move closer to the mortal front. He wanted nothing more than Talos' exorcism of demons.
He led the team towards Talos, and the two teams began to charge at a distance of several hundred meters. A battle between 20 thousand-year veterans of Chaos and 16 Gray Knight champion swordsmen is about to break out.
The battle started at the extreme distance of 300 meters. Both sides, who were well aware of the performance of firearms, had a tacit understanding to fire at this distance.
Both sides use their own long-range weapons to attack each other. The Chaos Space Marines may not be as physically strong as the Champion Swordsmen, but the experience accumulated by these veterans of the legion era for thousands of years cannot be underestimated. They are smoothing each other out in this way. gap.
The tainted and twisted heavy bolters were engraved with blasphemous runes, and bullets with vicious curses were fired at the helmets of the Gray Knights with conscious precision.
The shortcoming of the Holy Shield Terminator's lack of a foldable stance shield was deliberately amplified. The psychic shield was rapidly heating up and overloaded. While the Gray Knights used twin-mounted storm bolters to fight back, they also consciously changed their forwards. position to share firepower.
150 meters, which is less than 4 seconds before the charge begins. The second tactical attempt of both sides of the battle was carried out by each:
Grenades and psychic grenades were flying in mid-air, and just in time for the gap between the two sides' firepower, there was a wave of "goodwill and friendly" exchanges between the two camps.
However, they failed to reach their destination. These "little tricks" focused on details were exploded in the air by the firepower left by both sides who had been well prepared.
"Something!"
"Difficult!"
This is what the commanders on both sides thought after this exploratory attack.
80 meters is the killing range of psychic energy and flamethrower. Lightning and flames interspersed across the formations.
But these are just appearances. Both sides hide behind their formations, and the Terminators who secretly plug in the teleportation antenna are the ultimate move.
The three terminators who appeared behind each other were all instantly focused on fire. This time, the Gray Knights finally suffered casualties.
Under the staggered strikes of chain swords and halberds, the three cavalry terminators were surrounded by five premeditated gray knights and killed on the spot.
The three Gray Knights teleported over were strangled by more Chaos Space Marines after causing the same amount of damage.
Calvin continued to run expressionlessly, knowing clearly in his heart: The Gray Knights won this round of battle, but they also lost.
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