Warhammer 40k: Terra Collector

The hard chitinous carapace was completely melted by the decomposition field, and the dark green blood with strong corrosiveness rushed out from the wound on the limbs of the [Hive Tyrant].

For the [Tyranids] with strong vitality, this was not a fatal injury!

But the pain that continued to flow from the wound still made this hideous insect fall into endless madness.

Except for the great [Hive Will], no one has ever dared to blaspheme a noble [Hive Tyrant] like this! ! !

All the guys who dared to face this monster have been transformed into sticky [biomass]...

And now, these tiny ants have caused damage to the [Hive Tyrant].

The [Hive Tyrant] felt a little frustrated! And following the frustration, there was a blazing anger like a flame.

"Squeak!!!" A ray of bright light bloomed in the scarlet compound eyes of the [Hive Tyrant].

Accompanied by a piercing scream, a suffocating wave of terror instantly swept across the tragic battlefield...

This wave did not originate from the [psychic energy] of the subspace, but from some [alien energy] that was similar to [psychic energy]... but could suppress psychic energy and even the soul of intelligent life to a certain extent.

The servo system of the [Dreadnought Mech] was instantly disturbed by this terrifying wave! !

Error prompts kept popping up in front of the battle brothers in the [Stone Coffin], and dazzling sparks kept bursting out from all parts of the mech...The [Axle System] that supported the fearless forward instantly lost its effectiveness.

Including the damage left when resisting the [Steel Gate], the overall damage of the [Dreadnought Mech] has reached an astonishing 41%.

This degree of damage is enough to make the mech lose nearly half of its combat power! ! !

But relying on their loyalty to the [Son of the Fire Dragon], the battle brothers buried in the [Stone Coffin] still dragged their wounded bodies and once again joined this tragic battlefield.

The power of this [Hive Tyrant] has far exceeded the imagination of the Astartes.

If the screams like the previous one happen a few more times, even the powerful [Sons of Fire Dragon] will not be able to avoid the fate of annihilation.

"We must limit the [Alien Energy] of this insect!" The [Salamander Think Tank] holding the scepter frowned, "I need three minutes to chant a [Psionic Spell]."

"If nothing goes wrong, the ancient power inherited from [Nocturne] should be able to counter the power of the [Hive Tyrant]."

"I'll give you three and a half minutes! During this time, we won't let anything disturb your chanting!"

The captain of the [Sons of Fire Dragon] tightly grasped the [Power Hammer] in his hand, and in the roar filled with fighting spirit... [Salamander] roared and rushed towards the Hive Tyrant again.

Facing the loyal [Angel of Death], the [Hive Tyrant] slowly raised the pair of chitinous limbs as sharp as sickles.

With a shuddering hiss, the abominable insect launched a surging attack on the [Sons of Fire Dragon].

With the blessing of [Alien Energy], the speed and strength of this insect have reached a level beyond the comprehension of mortals.

Even the powerful [Angel of Death] can only capture a few extremely vague afterimages on this desolate land.

In an instant, the blasphemous huge figure of the [Hive Tyrant] appeared beside a fighting brother without any warning.

The sound of the chitinous limbs cutting through the air was like the roar of the god of death, and between the flashes of cold light... the sharp limbs had already slashed fiercely on the armor on the waist of the [Son of Fire Dragon].

The armor made of a mixture of fine gold and ceramic steel has amazing hardness!

But facing the terrifying power from the [Hive Tyrant], the [Ceramic Steel Armor] that embodies the pinnacle technology of the empire still slowly deformed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The sharp limbs quickly penetrated the dark green power armor, and the cold-shining chitinous blades... left a deep scar on the body of the battle brother.

Even for the powerful [Astartes], this was an extremely serious injury.

In just a few seconds of fighting, [Hive Tyrant] severely injured a battle brother of [Son of Fire Dragon].

The situation on the battlefield was gradually slipping towards an irreversible direction.

The seriously injured and dying battle brother made the other [Son of Fire Dragon] furious, but the anger burning like a blazing flame did not make the proud Astartes lose their minds.

The [Son of Fire Dragon] knew very well that their only hope now... was to prepare psychic spells for the [Think Library] as much as possible to delay time.

Although the individual combat power of the Astartes was far inferior to that of the [Hive Tyrant], if it was just a delay of a few minutes... there was no problem at all.

The surging offensive of the [Hive Tyrant] was as hard to resist as a storm!

But with the help of several [Precision Storm Shields], the [Salamander] team built an indestructible defense like the Wall of Sighs.

Except for the [Son of the Fire Dragon] who was seriously injured at the beginning and a black uncle who lost his arm, the rest of the [Salamanders] did not suffer much damage.

For this eternal galaxy, three minutes is just a blink of an eye.

The distant and hoarse chanting of the [Salamander] think tank gradually stopped!

On the [Psychic Scepter] held in the think tank's hand, a kind of bright and magnificent light like silver quietly flowed.

"Stay away from that beast!!" The think tank's heavenly voice rang in the ears of every fighting brother.

"Damn bugs, experience the wrath of the [Lord of Fire Dragon]!" The scepter in the think tank's hand suddenly burst into a bright light like the sun.

Accompanied by a suffocating terrifying wave, the [Psychic Lightning] containing terrifying energy began to flow around the Astartes.

A blood-red lightning fell from the sky! It hit the [Hive Tyrant]'s huge body that was comparable to a giant elephant without any suspense.

The blood-red lightning jumped on the body of this monster as if it had life. Lin Nan's power from the think tank blocked the [Hive Tyrant]'s control and application of alien energy.

Even to a certain extent, it also weakened the [Hive Tyrant]'s strength and agility to a certain extent.

This blood-red psychic lightning is an ancient spell called [Hammer of Nocturne].

The history of this spell can even be traced back to the glorious [Great Crusade] period ten thousand years ago.

[Lord of the Fire Dragon] Vulcan Vulcan did not attend the [Nikaea Conference] ten thousand years ago.

But for [Think Library], a unit that can effectively target Chaos Demons... the Primarch himself holds a restrained supportive attitude.

In the [Battle of the Lasvik Corridor] in the 30th millennium, the [Salami Legion] saved a [Thousand Sons] unit besieged by psychic barbarians.

In return and as an affirmation of the attitude of the [Lord of the Fire Dragon], [Lord Prospero] taught the Salamanders' think libraries a spell called [Scarlet Lightning].

Although the [Thousand Sons Legion] has long since betrayed the glory of the Golden Throne, the spell that the [Thousand Sons] gave to the [Salami]... has been passed down to this day across ten thousand years like riding on Noah's Ark.

After the improvement of the [Salami] think libraries of successive generations, the former [Scarlet Lightning] has long become today's [Hammer of Nocturne].

The power of this psychic spell is beyond doubt!

But in general, the Salamander Librarians will not use it as a means of attack.

The psychic power carried by this spell has reached a terrifying level.

When a psychic tries to release the Hammer of Nocturne, its projection in the Sea of ​​Souls will shine as brightly as the sun.

The turbulent Sea of ​​Souls is full of malice towards humans! The Unliving, hidden deep in the Warp, will certainly not miss this great opportunity to invade the physical universe...

But the noble Librarians have been prepared!

As early as when preparing to release this spell, the Salamander Librarians had already applied a destructive force to their souls.

When the spell took shape, it was also the moment when the Librarians' lives came to an end! ! !

The price of releasing this psychic spell... is the Librarians' souls.

The noble Salamander Librarians burned their own lives and created a chance for their comrades to kill the Hive Tyrant.

The [Power of Destruction] applied to the soul has begun to take effect! !

Under the tearing of the [Power of Destruction], the shining soul of this think tank soon became a glimmer of light dust.

The noble [Son of the Fire Dragon] will not have the opportunity to return to the Golden Throne! What awaits him is only a long and empty eternal death.

But this warrior has never regretted his decision! !

In order for the Empire and mankind to survive in this crazy galaxy, the loyal [Angels of Death] are willing to give everything they have.

The noble soul shining with bright light slowly dissipated!

Its intense emotions before death briefly penetrated the subspace shadow brought by the [Hive Will]... and aroused a tiny ripple in the universe near this planet.

Although this ripple is inconspicuous, it miraculously awakened some noble warriors who had been sleeping for a long time...

In the depths of a dark place covered with flesh and blood, a pair of [Red Eyes] that seemed to be spewing endless anger slowly opened their eyes...

This will be the most turbulent judgment of the [Emperor]! !

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At the same time, on the surface of the planet.

The battle between [Son of the Fire Dragon] and [Hive Tyrant] is still going on.

The psychic spell [Hammer of the Night Star] has greatly weakened [Hive Tyrant], but even so... this terrifying monster still has enough power to make Astartes tremble.

"For the great [Lord of the Fire Dragon]!"

The Salamander Captain tightly grasped the [Power Hammer] and rushed straight towards the [Hive Tyrant] like a rampaging tank.

A dull hum flowed over the core of the [Power Hammer]!

This powerful weapon was made by the [Lord of the Forge] in the Salamander Legion! When its power is fully turned on, its terrifying power can even destroy a heavy tank with one blow.

Although this level of attack is still not enough to cause fatal damage to the [Hive Tyrant], at least... it can create a crack on the disgusting shell of this insect.

The [Sons of Fire Dragon] did their best to expand the insignificant crack, trying to completely kill this terrifying monster.

But unfortunately, the Astartes still underestimated the power of the [Hive Tyrant].

Although the [Sons of Fire Dragon] cooperated tacitly and suppressed the Hive Tyrant for a short time, when the war reached a certain point... this hideous insect suddenly became violent.

The scarlet compound eyes of the [Hive Tyrant] bloomed with a disturbing light.

With the advent of a certain [Great Will], the fighting power of this insect increased geometrically like a rocket! ! !

The [Sons of Fire Dragon], who could barely contend with the [Hive Tyrant], were defeated almost instantly.

The two sharp limbs of the [Hive Tyrant] attacked the [Salamander] like a storm, and the terrifying power it carried... even easily penetrated the [Precision Storm Shield] of the Sons of Fire Dragon.

In just a few hours, the [Salamander Squad], which originally had nearly a hundred people, had lost nearly 80%!

The [Dreadnought Mech] was torn into a pile of parts by the violent [Hive Tyrant], and the fighting brothers buried in the sarcophagus were violently pulled out by this insect... and then swallowed by the endless tide of insects.

Until the moment before death came, the loyal Salamander warriors still held their weapons tightly.

Facing the danger of being annihilated, a ray of crazy light bloomed in the red pupils of the captain of the [Salami] Lizard.

The death of his comrades has driven this gentle warrior crazy! !

The warrior tightly grasped the [Power Hammer] in his hand, roared and launched the final charge towards the [Hive Tyrant]...

The [Power Hammer], emitting a dull hum, hammered hard on the carapace of the [Hive Tyrant]... Almost in an instant, dense cracks like spider webs appeared on the surface of the insect.

Although this attack still failed to really hurt the [Hive Tyrant], the cracks all over the chitinous carapace still made this beast with wisdom comparable to that of humans fall into a rage.

The limbs emitting sharp cold light cut through the space like a meteor, accompanied by a light sound of puff... The vicious attack from the [Hive Tyrant] penetrated the chest of the captain of the Salami Lizard without any suspense.

The human heart has been pierced by the limbs, and even the [Second Heart] given by the Emperor has been torn open with a hideous crack.

For the Astartes born in the [Great Crusade] period, such a serious injury has exceeded the limit of self-healing.

Unless there are enough healing equipment and the assistance of the [Pharmacist] brothers, even the powerful [Angel of Death]... will surely die in the face of such a serious injury.

The only thing to be thankful for is that long before the [Glorious Crusade] was officially launched... this loyal [Son of the Fire Dragon] had already accepted the upgrade and transformation of the Great Sage [Farius].