Leon commanded his squad brothers, holding the last stronghold!
Thirty Astartes from the tactical squad successfully formed a semi-circular formation, defending this final stronghold against the endless tide of daemons!
Bolter fire roared, melta weapons shrieked!
Blood, gore... the pungent smell of gunpowder, the chaotic battlefield, the situation was reversed in an instant, all because of the sudden eruption of a psyker, which caused a Warp rift to tear open at the nearest location, and the sudden surge of Tzeentch daemons caught everyone off guard!
"What the hell is going on?!"
Jackal cursed while organizing the remaining mortal guards to assist the Astartes in defending the line.
"There's a problem with the fully automatic penitent engines!" As a Tech-Priest, Galahad quickly guessed the reason. He shouted with a grim expression, "Someone tampered with these penitent engines, causing the psykers to deliberately erupt at this time. The goal is to eliminate this group of Astartes!"
Otherwise, how could there be such a coincidence?
First, the Daemon engine suddenly appeared, destroying the Thunderhawk gunship, and then the psykers collectively erupted, tearing the Warp and physical universe barrier, allowing Tzeentch's daemons to pour into the real universe through this gap!
"Damn it, weren't there only Khorne cultists?!" In the strike cruiser in orbit, Captain Raymond slammed his fist on the table, making the entire table shake. His eyes were fierce, as if he wanted to kill someone: "Also, where did that Daemon engine come from?!"
The intelligence Horn gave him was incredibly wrong!
The Roscell hive city was not just a common cult rebellion, but a huge conspiracy specifically targeting them, no... it should be targeting the Astartes!
Tzeentch, Khorne... the shadow of two of the four Loki of the Warp actually appeared on this world!
This was enough to prove that there was a big trick!
The Chaplain's tone was tense and urgent: "Captain Raymond, we must provide support. Three tactical squads... can hardly hold out for too long!"
The current situation seemed to be getting out of control!
Raymond's eyes were grim, and he growled: "Have Leon immediately deploy the teleport homer, and second... have the Land Speeder and Thunderhawk gunship cooperate to tie down the Hell Drakes. I need to go find Horn and have a good talk."
With that, Raymond got up and left the room. He was going to the Excalibur to speak with Horn in person.
The Chaplain took over command: "Leon, deploy the teleport homer immediately."
On the chaotic ground battlefield, Leon heard this and immediately yelled at the top of his lungs: "Deploy the teleport homer, all personnel evacuate to avoid being affected!"
Facing the surging tide of daemons, the three tactical squad members of the Watchers immediately deployed the teleport homer at suitable locations.
After receiving an accurate reply, the Chaplain in orbit, his eyes flashing with intense killing intent: "Teleport homer deployed, Terminators... teleport in!"
The next moment.
In the daemon-screaming battlefield, the teleport homer suddenly glowed, and a pillar of light directly smashed down from space!
Rumble!!!
Immediately after, countless violent lightning bolts exploded.
Like thick tree branches, splitting into hundreds of thin branches, on the extremely chaotic battlefield, rolling waves of smoke and dust suddenly rose, instantly sweeping away a large area of Tzeentch Horrors!
This scene attracted the attention of countless mortals.
Even Galahad held his breath. When he heard 'teleport homer', he roughly guessed what was happening, and stared with wide eyes at the smoky area enveloped by the storm!
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
The entire ground seemed to be strongly shaken.
Extremely shocking, rough and full of heroism, blood-pumping war cries came from the raging lightning storm and the noisy waves of smoke and dust!
"For The Emperor!!!"
The next moment, like a world-shattering God, clad in power armor that was thicker and more ornately decorated than the standard Astartes power armor, like an iron brute, the Terminator, with heavy, awe-inspiring steps, crashed through the thick smoke screen!
Around him, the Warp's lightning storm still swirled, as if plating him with a layer of shining radiance, exuding a suffocatingly terrifying aura!
The Terminator had entered!
Terminator armor, officially known as Tactical Dreadnought Armor, is a type of power armor specifically optimized for assault, adapted for close-quarters combat, but due to its powerful defense, it loses some flexibility.
Only the most powerful and courageous Astartes are granted this ancient and sacred armor, and they are usually deployed in front-line battlefields where other Astartes cannot survive, in extremely difficult situations, serving as a spearhead or shield to create opportunities for their battle-brothers!
At this moment.
The focus of the entire battlefield was concentrated in one place.
The Terminator, who had entered the battlefield, was clearly equipped with a power fist on his right hand, which, amidst the shining azure field of light, violently punched out like a breaking wind, bringing down the God's divine punishment upon the Chaos Knight that had broken into the battle formation!
Bang!
Just one blow, as if containing ten thousand tons of force!
The air at extremely close range let out a dull roar that was enough to tear eardrums, and rolling waves of air were visibly squeezed open, forming a circular Impact that spread out!
That Chaos Knight was no match for a Terminator and was directly blown to pieces with one punch!
And just as the Tzeentch Flamers further away tried to use their aerial advantage to tie down this Terminator.
They never expected that although the Terminator's movements were very slow, its thick ceramite armor shell and adamantium skeleton provided extremely powerful defense!
Before the psychic missile arrived, the veteran piloting this Terminator had already blocked with his right arm and simultaneously counterattacked with the storm bolter mounted on his left hand.
This is a compact, twin-barreled bolter, with greater weight and greater recoil. Even among Astartes, very few would use it, but... it is the Terminators' favorite weapon, simply because its destructive power is even more terrifying!
The moment the barrels fired, the surrounding dust vibrated!
Boom!
In an instant, the Flamer was directly blasted into dust!
After dealing with the most threatening targets, the remaining numerous Tzeentch Horrors, and even the daemons summoned by the Khorne cult, were nothing more than chickens and dogs in front of this Terminator!
"For courage and glory!"
"For Macragge!"
Leon raised his power sword, his emotions seemingly pushed to a climax, veins bulging in his neck, letting out a roar.
The emotions of the battle-brothers were all ignited by the Terminator!
The heavily armored Terminator was a mobile tank on the battlefield. Its combat style, optimized for close combat, allowed him to easily pierce through the battle formation where the forces of Khorne and Tzeentch had converged, as if entering an uninhabited land!
Watching the God descending to earth, the Terminator wreaking havoc, Jackal couldn't help but get emotional and shouted a few times. It was so incredibly satisfying!
From the very beginning, they were chased and beaten by those dog-meat daemons!
How could Jackal not be excited when the Imperials finally arrived?
"Hit them, hit them hard!" He called out to the surrounding mortal auxiliary troops, holding a bolter, stepping on daemon corpses, and shouting at the top of his lungs: "For the Emperor, kill these bastards!"
Facts prove.