Chapter 457 Black and Red, Plans in the Shadows (42) The Fall of Salat
"Legion Will!"
Calvin stood in the center of the Honor Guard and took over the dominance of the will of the Gray Knights on the entire Moro Star battlefield the moment the teleportation was completed.
The Gestalt of dozens of Gray Knights was originally in a defensive state to suppress the subspace fluctuations on the Lupacalia battlefield.
The moment Calvin's powerful will joined in, this collection of wills instantly began to swell and expand. With only the subspace projection of the Legion's will, it contained most of the supernatural power of the Chaos side on the battlefield.
The Gray Knights began to gather from various locations, and the Honor Guard around Calvin also started teleporting again. After getting rid of its original burden, this key new force began to intervene head-on in the battlefield with the Word Bearers.
"Save him." Calvin ordered the only remaining pharmacist around him, and at the same time threw the power accumulated through subspace teleportation towards the ruins ahead.
The Word Bearers opened their eyes wide and tried to resist, but the blasphemous spell was annihilated by the jumping thunder before it was formed. The demons howled and tried to leave their possessed bodies, but the power of order had completely locked the space here.
The dark red armor full of demonic words was vulnerable to the thunder, and the disgusting mutated body was reduced to ashes under this devastating blow.
Boom!
The ground under Calvin's feet let out a dull groan, and the hell beast in the distance instantly let out a howl of resistance on the verge of death. In the huge explosion, its entire upper body was shattered and burned, while the original body was still behind it. Just landed in the distance.
"Is this the end?" Edro, who was leaning on the rock, asked in disbelief.
For such a dangerous enemy to be destroyed so easily after the appearance of that person, Edro found it difficult to accept it emotionally, but it was more of a fear that arose rationally.
"Otherwise?" The pharmacist pulled out a warhead embedded in the breastplate, then raised his head and asked.
"It's okay." Edro replied, enduring the pain in his chest, while the surviving wild wolves nearby were also walking out from behind the bunkers on the battlefield.
Without exception, they met Edro's eyes, and then unanimously looked in the direction Calvin left.
"It turns out...this is the original body."
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Twenty kilometers away in the Evergreen Canyon, the main force of the Word Bearers had just completed a battle and were adjusting their deployment on the move while completing the cleanup of the battlefield.
Zarate, the former first company commander of the Eye of Truth Chapter of the Word Bearers Legion and now one of the top leaders of the Blessed Sons, is standing proudly on the central high ground where the troops are marching.
This war was an unexpected opportunity for him. Without the failure of the unlucky guy before, as a member of the army directly under the original body, he would never have been able to get the opportunity to lead the army in the battle.
Although the Blessed Sons have an honorable position in the legion, in the real core power organization - the Council of Dark Apostles, they, a group of airborne soldiers who do not belong to Erebus and Kor Phalon, are actually the excluded group. .
Of course, this time is an exception, because at this time Erebus can no longer afford failure, and the troops given to him by the original body are both generous wine and deadly poison.
If he still puts the balance of power as his first priority at this time, then what awaits him will be a fate more cruel than death after failure.
Sarat naturally knows this, so he cherishes the opportunity in front of him.
This ten-thousand-year-old veteran who also came from the legion era also has his own personal ambitions and ambitions, and this war in Moro is an excellent stage for him to show off his abilities.
"My lord!" On the stone steps behind him, his adjutant Olsson returned from the troops in front.
"Say." Sarat looked at the hesitation on Olsson's face, feeling vaguely irritated in his heart.
"The vanguard has lost contact." Olsson lowered his head and said to Sartat, and this news made Sartat's expression even worse.
He originally thought that the previous communication interruption with the vanguard troops was due to the terrain near him, but the adjutant who had followed the troops out of the canyon was telling him with facts that there must be something wrong with that troops.
"The forward troops stopped advancing and relied on the nearby terrain for defense. The heavy firepower troops moved forward, quick!
What about the infiltration team? 20 minutes! I want to see you appear on the high points on both sides! "
Zarate looked at his adjutant gloomily and kept giving orders to the nearby team.
Although the surrounding Word Bearers were unaware of their chief officer's intentions, they faithfully carried out his orders.
The surrounding crowd began to adjust in an orderly manner, and Sartat threw off his cloak and moved closer to the Terminator team behind.
Adjutant Olsson followed his boss quietly, not daring to disturb the former's thoughts while traveling.
...A squad of no less than twenty men and heavily armed units was wiped out less than twenty kilometers ahead of them, and they knew nothing about it.
what does that mean? If he hadn't known that his fleet had an absolute advantage in orbit, he would have thought that the other party was the one who could use naval cannons to strike at will.
Are these twenty people dead? There is no effective feedback?
The quality of the recruits recruited by the legion has been getting worse and worse over the years. They can't blame the Titan Legion who are also loyal to the original body - the Lord of Murder, and their attitude towards them has become more and more arrogant.
If it had been the era of the Great Crusade... Zarate was still recalling the glory of the Legion in the era of the Great Crusade, and the heavy footsteps behind him made him suddenly stop.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
Sarat subconsciously looked at the gravel at his feet, which was beating with the sound that seemed to be stepping on his heart.
what is that?
He stiffened and looked back, but he could not see the steel giant in his memory that matched this voice at the end of the canyon.
At the same time, at the exit of the canyon, Calvin, who was running all the way and accumulating strength, finally released all the power he had accumulated for a long time after seeing the red figures in the valley!
The surging spiritual energy stirred in the subspace, and eventually turned into dazzling thunder and swam around his body. With more and more lightning, people could not see his figure clearly, and they could only see the vague human shape under the light.
The clouds above the canyon appeared from nothing, and finally spiraled into a swirling dark gray, then pressed heavily toward the ground.
"Uh..." The demon in Sarat's mind was roaring crazily, and the powerful body obtained by relying on this demon was also twitching instinctively.
He suppressed his instincts and watched as the static in the air dissolved the blasphemous runes engraved on his armor in a flash of sparks.
"Kill him!" He pointed at the figure at the end of the canyon and spat out the order with difficulty. What made him feel extremely frightened was that there were nearly a thousand blessed sons in the entire canyon, and they were no longer able to wither. Stopped on the ground...
"Kill him! Quick!" Sarat turned his attention to the armored troops behind the array, where the fallen knight titans became his life-saving straw at the moment.
He didn't know Calvin's identity, and he couldn't clearly see the burly figure in the thunder, but from the terrifying power fluctuations, he could only think of one person in his memory - Magnus.
boom!
After slowly completing the weapon calibration, the Knight Titan finally fired the first cannonball. However, the cannonball, which was enough to tear apart the city wall, only left a fleeting mark on the energy shield after encountering "Hyperion's blessing". ripple.
boom!
The power that continued in the clouds was enough, and as the first thunder fell, the Knight Titan, who had been as stable as a mountain just now, instantly turned into flying debris under the bombardment of the thunder falling from the sky and the imperial truth in the thunder...
boom! boom! boom! boom!
More Knight Titans joined the attack, and the light and shadow suspended in mid-air was like an abyss, absorbing all the attacks without any reaction.
boom! boom! boom! boom!
The ferocious thunder became more intense. After several Knight Titans and tanks were penetrated and destroyed, everyone in the canyon couldn't help but look to the sky, welcoming their final death with unconcealable fear.
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