Godzilla from Warhammer 40K

Chapter 209: The commander guards the country's borders!

Although the ancient giant is relatively shabby, it is still a Titan unit after all, and it is big and WAAAGH enough. It is like entering a no-man's land when it rushes into the swarm of insects.

You can't imagine how many green-skinned orcs can fit in an ancient giant. Occasionally, a Tyranid war beast will jump into the ancient giant, but what greets them is dozens of crudely made big sticks and axes, which can smash the tough chitinous carapace of the Tyranid war beast in one go.

Even the fart spirit dares to bully the knife worm with a wrench and knock on the knife worm's head, which deeply expresses what it means for the fart spirit to rely on Godzilla.

Angel Castle happens to be the best place to watch the battle. You can directly see the head-on confrontation between the ancient giant and the Titan Tyrant. Whether it is the high-speed rotating giant electric saw or the sharp arm of the Titan Tyrant, it can cause huge damage to the opponent.

Green blood flies and broken scrap metal splashes.

"You also cooperate with the greenskins?"

"Why? You don't?" Isis laughed back: "I remember some of you hired greenskin pirates."

"It seems that there is such a thing."

Saint Jereno has heard that some forces in the Empire hire greenskins and Eldar pirates, but most of the Inquisition will clean up those people as soon as they arrive.

Probably.

Saint Jereno does not trust the efficiency of the Empire, except for Guilliman who can be trusted a little.

"The greenskin orcs are one of the races improved by the Old Saints to fight against the Star Gods. They are just a little unique, but not incommunicable. Of course, for someone, any non-human existence is unacceptable, right?"

Isis did not forget to DISS the Emperor, and the Emperor just smiled and said nothing.

Is it because he doesn't want to use greenskins?

Don't you see that the greenskins almost took down Holy Terra in the last Beast War.

Once these weapons of the Old Saints are used, the Tyranids will have to outwit them, and they can't fight them head-on. Maybe outwitting them is not as smart as the greenskin orcs.

"Okay, anyway, this trouble is temporarily solved."

Isis hadn't finished speaking when she felt a noisy sound in her head. She held her head with one hand and looked up at the sky.

Saint Jeanno wanted to go forward to help Isis, but he also felt an electric sound in his head, and he immediately knew that the situation was not good.

"Subspace shadow?"

"The sight of the Great Devourer is coming."

As the shadow of the subspace covered the battlefield, the Cursed Legion, which was originally fighting with the Psychic Brain Worm, dissipated on the battlefield like green smoke.

The power of the Emperor comes from the subspace after all, and a subspace shadow can send the Cursed Legion to where they should go.

Maybe the Psychic Brain Worm is a friendly force, or the psychic energy used by the Psychic Brain Worm is something completely different, or the Psychic Brain Worm is also suffering from the pain of the Subspace Shadow. In short, the remaining Psychic Brain Worms do not seem to be affected too much.

Even if they are in the shadow of the subspace, they spread psychic fluctuations to the battlefield again.

"Damn it!"

Isis raised her staff and wanted to use psychic energy to fight back, but the psychic shadow of the Great Devourer was not something she could resist. Even the strongest lizardman priest was struggling in pain in his seat as if he was having a nightmare.

"What a bunch of hungry guys, but you have a backup plan, don't I?"

Before those psychic brainworms could exert their power for a few waves of psychic energy, an arrow suddenly shot out from an unknown shadow and pierced the back of the brainworm's neck. The psychic brainworm is a Tyranid zerg with psychic energy specialization, and its own defense is very weak.

This attack even destroyed the psychic organ of the psychic brainworm, causing the psychic brainworm to self-explode, affecting the Tyranid war beasts in a small area around it.

This was only the first one, the second, and the third psychic brainworms were also assassinated.

The Chameleon troops, which had always been invisible, made great contributions at this moment. If it weren't for them, the commandos equipped with jet packs would not necessarily be able to jump back if they could jump in.

Not only the Chameleon, but also the Death Mark Assassin of the Necrons came out of the pocket dimension and quickly sniped the psychic brain worm.

The perspective is on the naval battle.

The fleet of the Mephit Dynasty is almost fighting against the Tyranid war beasts that are dozens of times larger than them. Without the help of the Necrons, the human fleet can't stop the Leviathan fleet with its small number.

"There are really endless bugs."

The Emperor of Mephit sighed.

"The battle situation on the ground is not very good. If it goes on like this, something will happen. If it doesn't work, we can only choose to blow up the star of Baal."

The Mephit Dynasty was a dynasty that specialized in detonating stars a long time ago. In the battle of Hades Shield, it tried to detonate a star to stop the Tyranid fleet.

The current battle situation is very suitable for using star explosions to clear out a nest of Tyranid war beasts.

But that is basically equivalent to choosing to perish with the Tyranid war beasts, which is the last choice.

Saint Jeanno didn't care about his manners at this moment. He had already gone to the front line with a sword to support morale. In the eyes of the Blood Angels, he was as sacred and beautiful as the incarnation of Saint Jeanne, the father of genes.

But Saint Jeanne knew that he was not him, not that perfect angel.

He could only do what he could.

The battle of Angel Castle gradually changed from a defensive battle on the periphery to a stalemate inside Angel Castle. The Tyranids had climbed to every corner of Angel Castle. The Blood Angels and their sub-groups fought with the Tyranids on the walls, in the corridors, and in the halls.

Even the regiments that were once considered traitors by the Empire were fighting, just to live up to the blood of Saint Jeanne in their bodies.

The hall that had been used to entertain soldiers from various sub-groups a few days ago is now filled with the corpses of Tyranid war beasts and the broken bodies of Astartes. The Leviathan fleet doesn't even have time to recycle biomass.

The Zerg has always known that there are more tempting things inside the Angel Castle.

It can only be said that everyone loves angel cubs.

Not only evil gods and demons, but also the Zerg and Godzilla want them.

It's a pity that the angel is a man. If it were a woman, she would have to be taken in. Take her under his command.

Dante is anxious at this moment. He has been waiting for the Ultramarines' reply, but now every minute and every second makes him suffer.

"Haven't you come yet? Lord Regent."

If he doesn't come again, Baal will really be unable to defend.

There are too many. Now the outer perimeter of the Angel Castle on the sand table has been captured, and only a few areas on the city wall have not been breached, but even the superhuman Astartes will definitely not be able to survive alone for too long under such an offensive.

In order to prevent the Tyranids from destroying the void shield generator through the underground passage, the Death Company below jumped into the pit one by one and blew it up, temporarily saving the void shield generator.

But the same thing happened when the upper part was breached.

Dante drew the power sword from his waist, he couldn't bear it anymore.

"Mephisto, you take charge, I'll go to the front line!!!"

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