Chapter 269 The Burning Galaxy (Part 2)

As one of the main legions of the Empire, their quality is not comparable to that of ordinary Space Marines. The Blood Angels are so active, and the Night Angels will not fall behind.

The two legions together have more than 400,000 star warriors joining the battlefield. The impact brought by them is many times more terrifying than the war damage estimated by Horus before.

In the trenches filled with scorched earth, dark green figures quickly passed by, that is, only the flames exploding beside them could occasionally illuminate their figures.

When encountering the enemy, "Da Da Da Da", all the sounds of storm guns firing, and the sounds of weapons such as power swords tearing flesh came.

They are like undead in the dark night, well-trained to harvest the lives of traitors, accurately and efficiently.

"Swish! Swish!"

Even under the reflection of the sky full of fire, the fighter planes that could not drown out their dark luster roared through the sky, and what descended was the artillery fire of destruction.

The high-powered bombs fell directly into the rebel camp and caused incalculable damage.

Although the warships of the various loyalists in space were held back by the rebels, it did not mean that those small carrier-based fighters would be restrained by the motherships. The [Dark Angel] fighters, which yearned for freedom and flew across the sky, had no constraints.

Some unknown type of war machine belonging to the Dark Angels flew in the sky to annihilate the enemies on the ground, and its performance far exceeded any small carrier-based aircraft belonging to the Empire.

It was simply the king of the sky, occupying the air advantage, and causing considerable damage to the rebels' tanks, troop carriers, and a large number of air defense equipment.

[Dark Angels] not only wanted the lives of the rebels, but also the large-scale communication facilities with the function of transmitting intelligence and various precision-guided auxiliary facilities were all destroyed by [Dark Angel] fighters.

After all, as professionals, they naturally knew that cutting off all contact with the enemy was the first priority, which was of great help in controlling the battle situation and completely annihilating these rebels.

Not to mention that the [Night Angels] also possess a large number of advanced technologies from the Dark Ages. Those alien races have used their lives to prove the [Night Angels-terrible combat power.

Now that Ryan El'Jonson has turned his guns on these traitors, it is naturally quite effective, and the effect may even be much better than that against alien races.

Because Space Marines are not as troublesome as alien races, and their abilities are more diverse, most Space Marines are flesh and blood.

Bullets and sharp blades are the best way for them to deal with them. No matter how strong the carbon-based life form is, it cannot withstand the baptism of the metal torrent.

Ryan El'Jonson and his descendants will not care about any friendship between them as brother legions.

As long as the target appears on the list of Horus traitors, it will become the target of [Night Angels] to eliminate.

[Blood Angels], the loyalists suffered heavy losses before [Night Angels] joined, but with the addition of the other three loyal legions, the situation has changed significantly.

The rebels were losing ground, and this trend was becoming more and more obvious, with the balance of victory gradually leaning towards the loyalists.

It was the same headquarters as before, but it was completely different from the quiet headquarters before. Now it was noisy like a vegetable market, filled with all kinds of voices.

Horus was still in the main seat, and beside him were the Primarch of the Death Guard, Mortarion, the Primarch of the Iron Warriors, Perturabo, and the Primarch of the Alphas.

And the captain of the third company of the Emperor's Children, the captain of the seventh company of the Word Bearers, and the captain of the 21st company of the World Eaters, etc.

Those Primarchs remained calm and didn't make much noise, but the captains under them and even some veterans who could attend this level of meeting were very noisy.

"Almost everyone is arguing.

Especially excited.

Although they dare not speak directly for the sake of the Warmaster's majesty,

but everyone subconsciously understands that everyone is quite dissatisfied with the Warmaster's arrangement now!

It would be best if Horus could be forced to step down.

They think that the most important thing to do now is not to confront the armies of Sanguinius and Jonson, but to retreat, rather than continue to stalemate with the loyalists here.

Since the situation has changed, the most important thing to do is to change the plan, rather than going all the way to the end.

Most of the rebel squads on the front line think so.

Unlike those generals and senior officials who live in safe places, those guys have to face the legions of Sanguinius and Jonson directly.

So there is a very realistic problem. Those two legions are really too disgusting. Although they don't want to take on the responsibility, they really can't beat them.

So much so that when they see black, green, and red, all the rebel space marines can't help but feel their hearts tighten.

"Damn, how come these guys have so many new weapons and ammunition? "

These are the real feedbacks collected by the senior generals after the actual battles with the [Blood Angels] and [Night Angels].

Although the rebels knew that Sanguines and the Night Angels had good things in their hands, they did not expect them to be so outrageous.

The gap between legions may be greater than that between humans and dogs.

Except for some legions with special abilities, they can't be compared with others in terms of weapons and individual soldier quality.

There are only two more legions, but it seems like there are seven or eight more legions all of a sudden.

What the hell.

So even Horus's own [Sons of Horus] have a lot of opinions about Horus.

A temporary failure is nothing. If you keep the green mountains, you will not be afraid of running out of firewood.

Everyone can completely avoid their sharp edge.

Besides, if it continues, no matter how great the losses of each legion are, the power under the command of Horus, the leader of the traitor, will not gradually decrease.

If these two legions really defeat all of their rebels, relying on only one [Sons of Horus], I want to see how they can completely replace the Emperor with his title of "Warmaster".

In short, in this command room, everyone is very noisy. Coincidentally, although they are noisy, everyone's eyes are actually staring at Horus.

Some people were just watching the fun, some were gloating, and some were fence-sitters, already considering the cost of betraying Horus.

If Horus had joined Chaos, then they could naturally join the evil gods and join them. In a sense, with the support of the four evil gods, they were really not inferior to the warmaster.

And Horus was gloomy and silent.

Although they were all complaining about the inhumane fighting style of the Blood Angels and the Night Angels, at the root, what they wanted to complain about most was Horus, the stubborn warmaster.

In their minds, Horus must have been scolded to death.

What Horus thought was right, the actions of the loyalists were just a little bit, only the legions under Sanguinius and Jonson were dispatched.

Even before the two of them appeared on the battlefield, these brothers could not sit down. Although the others did not speak. But in fact, they all had the same idea as Alpha Reese.

They believed that the battle on Isstvan V no longer needed to be maintained.

The most important thing the rebels should do now is to withdraw.

Let alone how fierce the fighting on the surface of Isstvan V was, even the losses of those warships in space, those warships that were shot down every minute and every second.

For most of the legions within the legion, it was a loss that they could not afford.

Horus said nothing, but just turned on a screen in this noisy environment.

On the screen was just a dark green legion lurking in the valley to survive. The legion on the screen did not notice that they had been discovered. They were still sneaking silently.

The leader was a sturdy man with a hammer in his hand. His skin was very dark. The green special power armor was inlaid with many fire dragons.

And those indifferent Mortarion and Perturabo recognized him at once. This was really their good brother [Salamander Legion] Primarch, the Undead, Vulcan.

A captain of the Sons of Horus immediately made a report and stood up meticulously. He held a briefcase in his hand and quickly opened the launch box with only a launch button inside.

This Space Marine explained on behalf of Horus.

"I believe everyone has seen it - [Salamanders], [Sons of Horus] found their traces."

"Currently located in the Sktir Canyon."

"It is to let you see the end of [Salamanders]."

Horus pressed the button directly.

At the same time, the picture on the camera turned to an oversized giant turret.

It was a large missile of unknown model lying there quietly. The military green paint combined with some kind of biochemical warning signs looked extremely oppressive.

Just a preliminary estimate, the missile is about 400 meters long.

When the button was triggered, the large missile placed on the launcher also changed, and all the restraints on it were released.

The fuel injection pipe at the back also began to spit out a large amount of flames in an instant, and the huge missile flew up to the sky with a loud roar.

When it rose to a certain height, a large amount of gas was ejected directly from the side of the missile, changing the direction of the missile's trajectory, and suddenly it made a shrill whistle at a faster speed and rushed straight into the distance.

And all the stars of the [Salamander] over there suddenly felt a chill on their backs, as if something bad was going to happen.

When the missiles were locked, the entire legion was like ants on a hot pot.

The scene shown on the screen was very clear.

Uncle Hei seemed to feel that something bad was going to happen, and he took the hammer and asked everyone to flee in all directions.

This was a very correct judgment!

Because now it is not clear how many attacks are locked on them, in this case, fleeing in all directions is the best choice.

But this is a useless approach, and it will be clear when the missiles come.

Everything is over.

The effort is in vain.

All they could see was a dazzling flash that engulfed the entire canyon, and then all the images turned into a large piece of garbled code.

Before they could react, the entire command center began to shake violently as if it had been hit by an earthquake.

If nothing unexpected happened, it should be the shock wave from the explosion in the distance that suddenly hit the command center here.

"Impossible, that canyon is 3,000 kilometers away from here."

Although we didn't really witness the intensity of the explosion, we could feel the intensity of the explosion in this wave.

Soon, the scene after the correction was shown in front of everyone. A huge mushroom cloud with a skull hidden in it rose into the sky. The terrifying high temperature in the middle was still accompanied by lightning and thunder, like a doomsday scene.

Looking at that scene, it is hard to believe that there is such a thing as survival rate.

The explosion range of the missile was so huge. The entire canyon was just the core of the detonation point. In fact, it destroyed everything within a range of more than 300 kilometers.

In this case, Gojo Satoru, who mastered the unlimited technique, was also dead. His maximum range of teleportation was one kilometer each time, and the speed of the missile explosion was more than one kilometer per second.

Horus didn't even look at the violent explosion behind him, but just cut off the current live broadcast and turned to seven or eight small split screens.

Those small screens showed different areas, but the only thing in common was that they were all the same as the missile that exploded just now, all lying quietly on the launch pad.

Horus said calmly.

"This is a powerful missile excavated from the ruins of the Golden Age."

The strongest single-unit killing weapon except for the mass extinction weapon.

And soon the screen appeared with the same missile as the one launched earlier? Six or seven. All lying on the rocket launcher.

But missiles alone cannot show Horus's hidden backhand.

Soon, on the battlefield where the Iron Hands were fighting, nearly four super-large Titans up to 80 meters tall appeared.

The church behind was flashing with the light of corruption. These monsters were teleported out of the subspace, and their heavy footsteps made the ground sink.

It was four fully armed Emperor-class Titans, and they were the fallen behemoths blessed by Chaos.

There were a total of twelve Emperor-class Titans on the plain, all of which were strategic support for the Martian Mechanical Dark God Cult.

Originally, they were intended to be used in the siege of Terra, but they had to be taken out in advance.

The originally majestic Emperor-class Titans looked extremely strange and terrifying after being eroded by the power of Chaos. Without exception, they were all painted black and red, and their eyes emitted bloodthirsty light, which looked extremely terrifying.

Horus slowly stood up as a background board in the fierce explosion of the loyalists. The whole person looked like a bloodthirsty war beast, echoing those brutal and corrupt Emperor-class Titans.

The laser cannon in the hands of the corrupt Emperor-class Titan only flashed a spark, and then released a beam of destruction that rushed out wantonly, cutting the battlefield wantonly.

Horus crushed the launcher button in his hand and said viciously

"The end of being my enemy is only destruction."