Despite Optimus Prime's 'burst of power' leading the Transformers to decapitate the Commander,
and even completely tearing apart the Chaos Raptors' defensive formation,
it must be said that the Chaos Raptors were ultimately elites. Even with their Commander dead, they could still organize effective resistance!
It seemed unlikely that a decisive victory could be achieved in a short time.
Anyone with an ounce of sense could tell that the Chaos Raptors had shifted to a more cautious and careful defensive posture.
They relied on nearby ruins and cover, using the heavy firepower of their Terminators to maintain distance from the Transformers, creating a stalemate!
Visar, the Chapter master of the Doom Legion, saw this and was anxious.
He didn't understand why, even at this point, they were still not allowed to engage the enemy on their own initiative!
Clearly, those surrounded Chaos Raptors were on their last legs. Any excellent Commander wouldn't lady this opportunity!
As long as the Doom Legion was deployed to cooperate with the Transformer army, they could quickly devour all five hundred of those Space Marines!
However, the loyalty etched into Visar's genes prevented him from speaking those words.
He could only wait anxiously and impatiently for orders.
Just then, a violent explosion suddenly erupted from the front line!
This scene immediately deepened the unease in Visar's heart: "What exactly happened?"
Soon, he confirmed that uneasy premonition from Char's report.
"Overall Commander, our defensive line has been breached!"
In the holographic projection, Char lay in the ruins, his pale face devoid of color. He bit his lip tightly: "Just now, a large number of 'Space Marines' suddenly appeared. They also had giant mechs similar to Transformers, and they instantly pierced through our defensive line!"
"It's the 'Dreadnoughts'!" Hearing this, Visar's pupils contracted slightly: "The Chaos Raptors have deployed Dreadnoughts. Their target is these people!"
In fact, it wasn't hard to deduce.
After all, on the main battlefield, there couldn't be 'Dreadnought' mechs other than those of the Chaos Raptors.
But for them, this was undoubtedly 'bad news'!
However, Char hadn't finished speaking. He seemed to have suffered a critical injury, and his voice was intermittent as he struggled to say: "Overall, Overall Commander, I saw it. The target you spoke of, he is personally leading approximately two thousand Space Marines, and is, approaching your position!"
"Please, please evacuate quickly!"
After he finished speaking, Char's projection disappeared, seemingly due to signal interference.
"Finally, he's here."
Emrys, who had remained steadily seated, revealed a glint in his eyes.
Hearing this, Visar's heart sank abruptly, as if he had a premonition. He suddenly looked up at the front line, where a blood-red figure, leading a large contingent, was rushing through the tumultuous dust!
"It's Haarken the World-Eater!"
Despite the great distance, Visar still recognized at a glance the most striking presence among the crowd.
That person held a long spear shrouded in a crimson blood-light. Wherever he passed, it was like a surging sea of blood, an unsettling and terrifying pressure, carrying monstrous malice, twisting even the atmosphere and the sky!
Undoubtedly, that person was Haarken the World-Eater!
The Lord of the Chaos Raptors, the vanguard of the black Legion, the mouthpiece of the Chaos Warmaster Abaddon!
Sensing something amiss, Visar turned to Emrys: "Lord, you must evacuate as soon as possible. The enemy's target is you!"
"Why should I retreat?"
Emrys not only showed no fear but instead revealed a suppressed excitement!
Visar, the Chapter master of the Doom Legion, who was serving as his bodyguard, could clearly feel that Emrys' demeanor now was somewhat different from his usual self.
It was as if a sleeping hungry tiger had finally opened his eyes!
"I still need to thank Haarken the World-Eater."
Emrys gripped his chair and slowly stood up, a cold arc gracing his lips: "Thank him for cooperating so well with my plan, and thank the genestealers for creating this opportunity for me!"
This was the moment he had been waiting for!
The Chaos Raptors had five hundred Space Marines, almost one-third of the vanguard army. So Emrys was gambling that Haarken the World-Eater would never abandon these five hundred surrounded Chaos Space Marines!
Losing five hundred Space Marines and dozens of Terminators in one go.
Such a price would undoubtedly put the black Legion's vanguard army at a disadvantage before the battle for the hive city of Siluria even began!
Putting himself in Haarken the World-Eater's shoes, he wouldn't sit idly by and watch one-third of his forces be swallowed up by the enemy.
Even if they had to die, at least their deaths should be meaningful, not like this, senselessly given to the enemy.
Fortunately, the script had not deviated from his expectations.
Just as Emrys had predicted, the genestealers chose a stalemate. Clearly, they were more keen to see the strength of Chaos weakened by humanity!
And Haarken the World-Eater, who was originally stationed at the very rear, cursed his 'pig teammates' a few times, but also had no choice but to personally enter the fray.
Haarken the World-Eater's goal was to rescue the besieged Raptor Great Company and, incidentally, decapitate the overall Commander of these mortals.
But, wasn't Emrys also hoping to 'decapitate' him in return?
Surely, he didn't truly believe that his monumental gamble was merely to hold back the genestealers and devour these mere five hundred Space Marines!
No, his appetite was enormous. From the very beginning, his target was Haarken the World-Eater!
To create this opportunity, Emrys did not hesitate to order the newly formed Holy Terra Auxiliary Army to hold back enemies several times their number.
To resolve Siluria' predicament, he had to take this risk!
Otherwise, given the current situation, it was highly probable that they wouldn't be able to hold out until Marshall brought reinforcements.
"Haven't you all been clamoring to go to war?"
Emrys' tone seemed calm, but Visar detected a murderous intent within it: "Now, the opportunity has arrived."
Contrary to Visar's imagination, Emrys did not choose to retreat.
He cast his gaze towards the main force of the Chaos Raptors, not far away, shrouded in bloodlight, twisting the atmosphere and sky, spreading chaos and fear, and towards the renowned Haarken the World-Eater, a slight smirk playing on his lips.
Visar suddenly noticed that beneath His Highness Emrys' seemingly calm and indifferent expression, a storm seemed to be brewing!
His eyes, as if filled with endless bloodlust, contained a chilling and sinister killing intent that had almost materialized.
"Doom Legion, Honor Guard!"
Emrys, holding a spear in his left hand and a sword in his right, clad in the 'Power' power armor, his eyes filled with endless bloodlust, felt a surge of heroic spirit, as if an inexhaustible courage filled his chest, and his heart pounded like a pump!
"Are you all willing to follow me into battle?!"