Chapter 226 Heavy hammer and sharp blade, the ending in two directions.

Chapter 226 Heavy hammer and sharp blade, the ending in two directions.

The wrath of thunder, representing the judgment of the Empire, unfolded at both ends of the Chaos Fleet at the same time, and descended unstoppably on the remnants of these traitors.

Calvin was now wearing the re-modified "Original Heart" power armor, holding a huge war hammer upside down with one hand.

Counting the specially made iron halo standing tall like the silver sun behind him, he was nearly four meters tall at this time.

A group of members of the Honor Guard and the Sons of Calvin stood around him, standing in ladder order on top of the nine teleportation matrices in the teleportation hall of the Revenant Redeemer.

The psionic choir on the bridge is at the ready, and the Revenant Redeemer's psionic matrix is ​​charged to peak capacity.

When Captain Tabers' final confirmation message arrived, Calvin opened his eyes and raised "Mission" with one hand.

The dazzling spiritual light spread around, and his deep voice instantly resounded in the ears of all the Gray Knights through the psychic link:

"Set off!"

boom!

Huge lightning tore through the barrier between the bridges of the Revenant Redeemer and Tyrant, connecting the two physically isolated spaces into one from within the subspace.

The filthy machine spirit of the Tyrant, which was taken from the demon forged world, howled so loudly that the eardrums of the crew members within it burst.

It shook its huge body with all its strength, trying to throw away the passage in the subspace.

But under the lock of the Revenant Redeemer's powerful psychic matrix and Calvin's tightly restrained psychic powers, this fragile resistance seemed both futile and useless.

It was Hydra who had the most rich combat experience. He didn't even need to communicate with the machine soul, but he instinctively smelled the smell of death from the battleship's struggle.

"The anti-jump gang is ready for battle!" He shouted loudly regardless of his manners, hoping that the guards everywhere in the ship would be prepared.

But once again his idea failed. Calvin's goal in this trip was nothing but his own head.

A huge white-gold thunder ripped through the space in the Tyrant's dome hall, and within the subspace gap that opened, Calvin's iconic tall body was leading the crowd out.

Hydra, who was holding the backrest of the anti-gravity seat with one hand, was in shock, and his reaction was not even as fast as his guard's weapon when he took out his weapon and fired.

His slightly hesitant eyes followed the crackle of lightning in the direction of Calvin, apparently still cruising aimlessly.

Just in time, he saw the silver giant who was so tall that he was frightened. He was holding up a shield with one hand and extinguishing the three plasma balls shot by his guards. There was still smoke floating in his hand.

"Traitor, your doom has come." The huge crystal hammer head was raised and pointed in the direction of Hydera, and the thunder he released instantly shattered the armor shield modified by the Iron Cavalry Terminator he was wearing.

The blasphemous runes from the devil's blessing instantly lit up on his armor, and at the cost of burning them all, he and the iron halo on his head blocked Calvin's judgment.

The alien technological device under his breastplate was obviously aware of its master's crisis and embarrassment, but as soon as the randomly transmitted light lit up, it was instantly suffocated by Calvin's spreading spiritual energy field.

The equipment was obviously not smart enough to recognize this situation, and it was still trying in vain to start it up again.

But Kulie's psychic energy seemed to have found its target at this time. After overloading it and burning it, he also gave the sluggish Hydera a severe whipping.

"Ouch!" Hydera finally recovered from the panic and regained his senses, but he was so dizzy under the psychic attack that it was difficult to maintain his center of gravity.

The gorgeous armor decorated with green scales was fulfilling its final mission at this time, supporting Hydera who was bending over and vomiting uncontrollably to prevent her from falling to her knees.

"Oh? The equipment is not bad?"

Calvin looked at the surviving enemy chieftains without comment. The Gray Knights behind him, after guarding the bridge door, slaughtered all the command crew below in a short time.

The technical sergeants who had been trained by the Mechanicus were seizing the time to study the servo of this Chaos warship and collect more data and intelligence.

"You're not going to get anything useful from me! Any! Omega Supreme! Hydra Supreme!"

Hydera looked at the existence in front of him. The aura and demeanor of a god walking on earth made him instantly understand many of the doubts he had previously puzzled over.

Only such a being can mobilize such a huge force;

Only such an existence can become a huge obstacle to the legion's revenge on the empire!

But how did he appear? Who is he?

This is already more important information than the purpose of his operation!

Yes, the purpose of his trip! It's an experiment for the Black Legion's new weapon!

His origin is...

Hydera was still immersed in self-movement. At this time, he was still dreaming about how to send this information when his death was approaching.

But he still overestimated his own importance, or he underestimated Calvin's ability to control the soul as he was on the side of the empire.

When his emotions began to fluctuate violently, Calvin's control and induction of his soul made him unable to help but recall all the details of his trip.

And Hydra's small movements of trying to touch the dormant parasitic demon at her waist can be regarded as clear-cut to Calvin's inhuman vision;

In fact, if necessary, even a thousandth of a millimeter of center of gravity shift between the original bodies can be clearly seen, let alone such an obvious movement.

"That's it. Your value is gone. You can die, traitor."

Following Calvin's verdict, Hydra's movements stayed at that moment forever.

The hands he stretched out to his waist, his entire body, and his entire soul were turned into ashes under the white flames that exploded on the spot. They will forever become an inconspicuous wisp of the countless demons that Calvin destroyed. exist in the human world.

The entire conversation between the two did not take a minute, and this short time was just enough for the entourage to collect the data.

At Calvin's call, the Redeemer's psychic matrix was activated again.

A huge bolt of lightning flashed across, and the gray knight who succeeded was like a sharp sword pulled away from the enemy chief's head. Except for leaving a deep and fatal wound, there was no breath of life in the hall.

Finally unstoppable, members of the Alpha warband swarmed in from the antechamber of the bridge, but apart from the ashes on the ground, they could only see the devastating blows fired at them from the enemy ships outside the portholes...

The battle on the main battlefield was coming to an end at this time.

Thousands of Astartes landed in a cluster. For a mere eleven cruisers, it was indeed suspected of some abuse of force.

Hundreds of Astartes warriors were organized into their own battle groups and companies, and organized into ten-man action teams to launch three-dimensional strikes like siege hammers at various nodes of the target ship.

The melta gun burned the already fragile deck before thrusting in; the huge inertial potential energy allowed them to advance hundreds of meters before stopping.

The reactive armor on the deck exploded a second time, allowing the Astartes who then walked out in battle formation to unscrupulously pour firepower on the rebels who were avoiding the explosion until the Chaos Space Marines arrived.

But even with these Chaos Space Marines, they still couldn't stop the company-level offensive.

The Astartes of the same company moved forward under the protection of the fearless elder.

Under the control of these steel monsters weighing more than ten tons and 3 meters high, the twin heavy bolt guns and melt weapons have almost no recoil compensation, tearing apart all obstacles along the way with precise and violent destructiveness.

After repeated defensive failures, the Chaos Space Marines finally belatedly released their counterparts from the pens to block the Chapter's offensive.

But this is still not enough. When the warband's force is small, it can still compete with the empire's warband;

But once the level of fighting is brought to the company level, the problems of mutual distrust and morale within the Chaos warband will be infinitely magnified.

There is almost no coordination between squads, while the empire's battle groups are supported by a complete command company.

Small-scale but high-intensity battles continued to break out on the chaotic battleships. A confrontation that often lasted for tens of seconds involved the support and coordination of several squads horizontally or vertically.

And this kind of battle ended very quickly. The Astartes who had dealt with the remnants of the enemy did not even say a word. They only looked at each other from a distance before rushing to the next battlefield where gunshots were heard.

On the several kilometers long Chaos Battleship, the lighting system representing the defenders was visibly extinguished;

The 2,000 Astartes warriors reserved on the King of Raptors quietly formed a steel square array under the command of the hermit commander of the battle group, standing silently in the huge preparation hall of the Star Fortress.

As the resistance of the Chaos Fleet gradually fell silent, the artillery strikes from the Krieg Fleet and the Northern Fleet also slowly stopped.

Vice Admiral Joseph of the Northern Fleet had already learned through the two pursuing warships that the escaping warship had also been killed.

But his focus at this time was not on this, but on another piece of information that caught his attention:

As members of the Imperial Navy, all of their ship commanders have received a thorough education in higher education and military science.

And it was such a knowledgeable high-ranking officer who was saying to Joseph in disbelief:

On one of the two later battleships, he saw the mark belonging to the main ship of the Imperial High Lord.

"Are you kidding me?"

Joseph looked at the Commodore on the other side of the screen as if he were a lunatic, and then seemed to remember something and fell into silent thinking...

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