Warhammer 40k: Terra Collector

Along with the sweep of some green gas, a giant meat mountain several thousand meters high suddenly appeared on the screen.

The green gas that appeared on the screen before was released from this meat mountain.

Whether it was the Astartes who were holding on or the mortal warriors, as long as they touched the disgusting green gas... they would be covered with pus in a very short time, and then die miserably in unspeakable pain.

There is no doubt that this abominable meat mountain is definitely a follower of the plague god Nurgle.

At this moment, the solemn voice of the Supreme Castle Lord Creed reached the ears of the Imperial Regent.

"Great Imperial Regent, judging from the route this monster is taking... its final destination should be the Eagle Fortress where we are."

Cred calculated for a moment in his mind, and then gave an exact time: "In at most two Terra hours, this ugly monster will arrive within five kilometers of the Eagle Fortress."

"Such a close distance is enough for the blasphemous Nurgle virus to spread to every corner of the Eagle Fortress! Given Cartier's current situation, it is not enough to distribute virus protection clothing to every soldier."

The words of Supreme Castle Lord Creed made the Imperial Regent fall into a long contemplation.

During this time, this abominable mountain of meat continued to advance towards the direction of the Eagle Fortress! Although the monster's movements were slow, nothing could stop its progress.

Supreme Castle Lord Creed commanded the Astra Militarum soldiers along the way, trying to slow down the monster's pace with a large number of artillery weapons! !

Under Creed's command, hundreds of petrified lizard artillery and rattlesnake heavy missiles were deployed on the path that the meat mountain had to take.

"Fire!" The brave mortal commander gave the attack order to the troops he led.

Then, the loyal imperial soldiers fiercely pressed the artillery firing button! !

Accompanied by a deafening roar, countless artillery fire dragged a dazzling tail flame... Wrapped in the anger and judgment of the Lord of Humanity, they rushed straight towards this abominable meat mountain.

This is a round of artillery bombardment that is enough to destroy a city! !

Including the Supreme Castle Lord Creed, the mortal commanders present believed that this round of artillery bombardment would completely blow this meat mountain into pieces.

But the Imperial Regent and Archangel Sanguinius knew very well that the development of things was far from as simple as it seemed! ! !

Just as the Imperial Regent and Sanguinius had imagined, the next second... the expressions on the faces of the mortal commanders froze on their faces.

A scene that shocked the Imperial warriors appeared on the virtual screen.

Tens of thousands of shells engraved with the Pure Emblem carried extremely terrifying kinetic energy and fiercely bombarded this disgusting meat mountain! !

But what shocked the mortal warriors was that these shells produced by the Cartier Arsenal did not explode as originally planned.

Tens of thousands of silent shells were inserted into this meat mountain like ridiculous crossbows, and before the mortal warriors used remote detonators to activate these duds...

The pus flowing from this meat mountain had completely corroded the metal shells into a pile of residue.

Although the artillery fire released by the Astra Militarum soldiers did not explode as planned, it was obvious that the actions of the mortal soldiers still angered this meat mountain with little intelligence.

In the eyes of the mortal soldiers with great disgust, this terrifying meat mountain that was thousands of meters high began to slowly wriggle! With the rotting flesh surging like a tide, the foul-smelling yellow-green pus flowed to the ground like a stream.

The stench in the air was disgusting! !

But this was not the most disgusting thing...

As this meat mountain squirmed, the foul-smelling monster buried deep in the flesh and blood by this meat mountain gradually appeared on the land of Cartier! ! !

That was the Nurgle demon that exuded a foul smell all over its body! !

Hundreds of thousands of Nurgle demons poured out from every corner of this meat mountain, and these ugly demons showed malice to humans in the piercing screams.

The moment the demons landed, these abominable monsters covered with thick mucus wailed and pounced on the Imperial soldiers who were struggling to hold the line.

Although there were dozens of Astartes in the array of the Astra Militarum soldiers, facing the surging Nurgle demons... the final outcome faced by the mortal warriors was still predetermined.

The loyal mortal warriors shouted the name of the Emperor and dealt with the surging Nurgle demons with amazing courage and wisdom.

But unfortunately, even if the mortal warriors had sacrificed their flesh and blood, and even their souls, they still could not reverse the doomed defeat.

The brave mortal warriors only held on for half an hour in the end! !

The heap of meat that exuded a foul smell, surrounded by countless Nurgle demons, came to the front line built by the mortal warriors of the Astra Militarum.

The front line held by the mortal warriors of the Astra Militarum was a defense line built by the positional warfare masters of Krieg in nearly half a Terran moon.

This thousands-meter-long defense line is made of hundreds of thousands of tons of heavy granite! A defense line of this scale is enough to resist a large-scale invasion.

But in front of this meat mountain thousands of meters high, the defense line that condensed countless efforts of mortal warriors was as fragile as a piece of white paper.

Accompanied by the roar of artillery shells and laser guns, hundreds of thousands of mortal warriors welcomed the Emperor's final mercy in roars! Until the moment before death, these loyal warriors still did not put down their weapons.

At this moment, the loyal imperial warriors used their bravery and sacrifice... to play an immortal hymn in this cold and crazy galaxy.

But this pile of Nurgle demons, who had no wisdom at all, did not look at the courage of the warriors. The meat mountain with stinking agriculture rolled over the ruins... and rushed straight to the predetermined destination without stopping.

The remains and weapons of the imperial warriors left on the ground were corroded by the stinking pus. Such a blasphemous scene... made all the warriors in the Eagle Fortress feel extremely angry.

The eyes of the Imperial Regent were stained with a bright golden light because of anger, and the Archangel Sanguinius standing beside the Imperial Regent drew out the Spear of Success... and sentenced this ugly meat mountain to death.

The picture called by the Supreme Castle Lord Creed was still playing! Whether it was Astartes or mortal warriors, whether it was solid granite or temporary defense lines... they did not play half the role they should in front of this ugly meat mountain!

Wherever this stinking meat mountain went, the generous blessing of the God of Plague would follow like a shadow!

Everything will inevitably step into the final end-death! !

It is no exaggeration to say that looking at the entire fortress world Cartier, there is nothing that can stop the progress of this meat mountain!

Even Chaos Demons from other factions are no exception...

From the time this meat mountain appeared in the sight of the Imperial warriors to the present two hours, this ugly monster has killed more than six figures of Imperial warriors and Chaos Demons.

Not only did the Imperial warriors express anger at the existence of this meat mountain, but even the Chaos Demons and despicable betrayers born from the depths of the Soul Sea...also had no way to deal with this ugly meat mountain.

"The Eagle Fortress has become the target of this meat mountain!" The golden pupils of the Imperial Regent were filled with unprecedented seriousness, "This fortress is the last line of defense of the Empire in the actual sense! No matter what the price, the Eagle Fortress must not fall into the hands of Chaos."

The Imperial Regent took a deep breath and expressed his intentions to the Archangels and several other mortal commanders present.

The Imperial Regent will personally lead the warriors of the Golden Legion and two thousand Astartes to the front line, while Archangel Sanguinius will serve as the Blood Angels Legion in the fortress.

Although Sanguinius did not want the Imperial Regent to take risks alone at this critical juncture, for the current situation... this is the best solution for the Empire.

Following the will of the Imperial Regent, the glorious Golden Legion warriors and Astartes once again stepped out of the Eagle Fortress.

Nearly two thousand Astartes from various legions and Thousand Corps-level guards will become the sharpest sword and the strongest barrier of the Empire! !

Facing the proud sword of the Empire, all enemies of Chaos will usher in their destined death.

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At the same time, in the impact plains north of the fortress world Cartier.

Although Magnus, the Lord of Prospero, has led the Thousand Sons Legion out of the Cartier battlefield, in order to achieve the great plan of the Lord of Change... there are still a small number of Thousand Sons Legion warriors left in the area near the Blackstone Crown.

And the commander of this small number of Thousand Sons Legion is Laslan Femar, a psychic wizard from the Scarab School.

At this moment, Laslan and his deputy were leading a team of red letter warriors, stationed in front of the Black Stone Crown built by Magnus himself.

Although the main part of the Black Stone Crown has been constructed, it will take some time for this Chaos creation to be officially put into use! !

And the task that Laslan received was to guard these Chaos creations that condensed the efforts of the Gene Father before the Black Stone Crown was fully activated.

The great Lord of Prospero Magnus did not want anyone else to get close to the Black Stone Crown, and among these other people... there were also several other demon primarchs!

It has been a long few days since the Black Stone Crown was completely built by Magnus, and in the past time... there were traitors from the Chaos War Gang and the Renegade War Group, and a small group of Chaos Demons tried to get close to Magnus's great creation.

But it is foreseeable that these guys paid the price of death for their recklessness! !

Including Laslan, there are only five Thousand Sons soldiers stationed here! But the number of Rubric Soldiers as guards is terrifyingly high! ! !

The predecessors of Rubric Soldiers were once Astartes in the Thousand Sons Legion, but because Amanda tried to help the battle brothers solve the forbidden experiment of flesh and blood distortion... these soldiers eventually lost their souls.

Only this muddled body remained! !

Although they have lost their souls, in terms of combat power alone... Rubric Soldiers are even more powerful than the elite veterans of the First Legion Dark Angels.

The loss of souls means that these bodies are no longer troubled by pain and fatigue. These pitiful warriors who have long lost their souls have only one purpose in the world... that is to guard the great Gene Father and the Thousand Sons Legion.

Through some kind of psychic sorcery born from Magnus, Laslan and several other psychic wizards of the Scarab School jointly manipulated the actions of the Rubric Warriors.

Following the will of the psychic wizards, these pitiful bodies that have long lost their souls began to patrol around the Blackstone Crown along the established route.

Whether it is the loyalists who strayed into this place, the betrayers who embraced the power of chaos, or even the chaos demons in the depths of the sea of ​​​​single souls...

All creatures that dare to break into the alert range of the Rubric Warriors will be fatally attacked by these soulless puppets.

In the past few Terra days, the number of lives lost at the hands of the Rubric Warriors has reached a terrifying tens of thousands!

The land near the Blackstone Crown was covered with blood. The bodies of the Imperial warriors, betrayers and Chaos Demons formed a profane hill on the land.

The filthy blood of Chaos Demons flowed freely on the land of Cartier...

The green-headed flies that followed the Nurgle Demons to the fortress world Cartier lay on the corpses of these demons, enjoying this hard-won feast.

Such a scene is disgusting!!!

Laslan and several other psychic wizards stood in front of the largest Blackstone Crown, looking at this great creation born from the hands of the Father of Genes with a look full of reverence and awe...!

For a moment, all the psychic wizards felt an incomparable admiration in their hearts.

As the most powerful psychic unit among all the Primarchs, the Lord of Prospero's manipulation of psychic magic has reached a level that mortals cannot understand.

Even before receiving the blessing from the Lord of Change, Magnus was already the most powerful psychic in the entire Empire besides the Emperor.

If Magnus had not betrayed, then the Imperial Chancellor and Sigillite Malcador might not have had to sacrifice his life to step onto the Golden Throne.

And after receiving the blessing from Tzeentch, the soul of the Lord of Prospero was directly upgraded to a higher status existence!!

Even if Laslan and other Chaos wizards were given hundreds of thousands of years, their attainments in psychic power and warp sorcery... would definitely not be able to catch up with Magnus's one-tenth!

As a war demigod created by the Emperor for the Great Crusade, there are different versions of legends about the existence of Astartes in various regions of the Empire.