Chapter 62 Bloody Iron Warriors! (Ask for flowers! Ask for a ticket!)

Just when Masoo decided to run away.

He found that the battleship called Hope had closed a shield, and there were warp fluctuations.

The other party is using teleportation equipment to enter their own battleship.

This situation made Masoo overjoyed.

Unexpectedly, the other party was so arrogant, and when he had the advantage, he performed a jump gang.

Guilliman certainly wasn’t doing something useless.

When he found that the warp blockade was weakening, he knew that Masoo was going to run away.

But after finally catching up, how could they let go.

He wants to leave all the other party behind, otherwise the universe is so big, and this time he meets it, and he has to wait until when will he meet again.

Revenge must be complete.

Otherwise, the blood of the Blood Angels and Imperial soldiers will be shed in vain.

The teleportation facility is a surprisingly successful strategy for the Empire in the face of the warp blockade.

Through the teleportation facility, people can be thrown into the warp, and then enter the opponent’s warship to complete the raid.

Although it does not consume resources, it has a disadvantage that it cannot control its own placement.

There is a small chance that you will get stuck in a steel hull, or fall into a power core.

The outcome is self-evident.

Of course, this happens quite a few times, but it is a small probability event after all.

Guilliman and his guards did not encounter such nonsense.

The battleships of the Rebels are ancient relics of the Empire.

The weapon of war and guardian of the empire that once represented the glory of the empire.

It has now become a rotten, flesh-filled filth.

The Grey Knights lead the way, clearing the way for the Primarch, who must be wary of demonic attacks.

The steel hull beneath his feet was covered with scarlet flesh, and from time to time the steel plates were bulged to form a small bag.

The dense eyes in the packet are the internal monitors of this battleship.

boom!

A shot of the bolter shattered the packet.

The gray knight put away his weapons and continued to move forward, the entire body of the ship was like purgatory.

Beyond human imagination, the horror stories of human paintings are as pure as garden babies here.

The entire hull was activated by the erosion of the chaotic force, and from time to time a few tentacles or scarlet claws would be protruded from the flesh and blood under the steel plate.

Want to kill the intruder.

But the weapons in the hands of the Space Marines swept them away one by one.

The Redeemer and Killer suits, as well as the Terminator Heavy, splattered blood with every step.

The intimidation methods of the Warp could not make these warriors loyal to the Empire feel any fear.

The entire hull is extremely dark, and even the light source carried by the Space Marines will be absorbed by the activated hull and cannot illuminate too far.

Beyond the light source is a deeper darkness, and perhaps in the darkness, there is a huge mouth, waiting for the Space Marines to fall into their trap.

On both sides of the corridor, there were statues of imperial heroes and portraits of emperors that used to be the neighborhood.

But now it’s full of appalling plants of abomination, statues distorted by Chaos erosion, and paintings depicting blasphemies.

After a few glances, Guilliman forced himself to turn his head.

These things are more abstract than Picasso’s paintings, and he really can’t appreciate them.

Along the way, he also saw the holy blood angels who were pierced by the spikes, and some civilians who were wailing on the spikes.

They were all severely corrupted by Chaos, so Guilliman showed them kindness.

There is no way out, and death is the best ending for them.

Killed now, they won’t turn into monsters corrupted by Chaos and die with dignity.

Also better than being a servant of flesh and blood.

The Warp will eat their souls the moment they choose to fall.

The rest is chaff and hatred of living beings.

boom!

In the quiet dark corridor, there was a sudden explosion.

A gray knight was instantly knocked into the air, if he hadn’t pushed open the energy shield in time.

I’m afraid it’s already turned into a mass of minced meat.

But the injury is also not light, this will have lost the combat effectiveness and be protected.

A pagan with a mad face and a steel scepter in his hand rushed out.

An iron halo hangs behind him, covered with heads, there are humans, demons, aliens and even a few iron warriors.

Behind him, two teams of Iron Warriors with blasphemous marks rushed out.

Several steel warriors with serious mutations climbed over from the ceiling of dozens of meters in a gravity-defying action.

Before the Space Marines could react, they jumped straight out of the air.

Want to hit Guilliman and his party by surprise.

Guilliman pulled out the flaming holy sword, and cut the steel warriors who were jumping from the air in half.

After the thick armor mixed with flesh and warp power was cut off, the rising flames generated air pressure to blow these armors up.

Bang!

The armor flew out, revealing the distorted, ugly human face inside.

Flames poured through his features, burning the traitor to ashes.

The cultists who rushed out were also suppressed by Sister Silent, and then blasted to crumbs by the Space Marines who assisted on the side.

The Iron Warriors and Space Marines fought together.

The Slayer also launched a charge, and the heavy mecha carried a huge force, slamming the Iron Warrior against the activated steel plate.

The Iron Warriors slammed the mech with a hammer and roared.

But the next moment the bolter was inserted into his roaring mouth, and the trigger was pulled.

The Fallen’s head exploded to smithereens.

Loyalists, the 10,000-year late judgment will be given to these madmen who have betrayed their own race. *

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