Immortal, My Desperate Journey at 40k

Chapter 665 Sacrifice Array

Lasers were flying and explosive bombs were firing. A cultist looked at the firepower on the Imperial positions and squatted in a crater holding his automatic rifle in despair. He regretted why he had to join this damn cult and leave his own world, why he had to come to Holy Terra to fight, those damn Chaos Space Marines didn't even treat them as human beings, and the same was true for the Imperials.

Now they have completely become a group of cannon fodder that can be consumed at will. They have no human dignity at all. There are countless regretters and angry people among them. After a large number of these people gathered together, the Chaos Army suddenly began to split.

After all, their blasphemous beliefs cannot support them to maintain their morale in this battlefield that is like hell. Those fanatical believers are only a minority. In fact, a large number of cultists join the cult because they can make a living in their own world, because only by joining the cult can they have a way to survive.

The cultist looked at the corpses of his companions. They had left more than 50,000 corpses on this front line. These 50,000 corpses could not even break through the most vulnerable trench of the Empire, because the firepower and defensive tactics of the Empire's troops had changed. Under the powerful firepower of the Empire, the human wave tactics of the Chaos side were completely a tactic of giving away lives.

Even if they consume more manpower, they cannot break through the Imperial defense line. They can only leave behind a pile of corpses and still have no effect on the Imperial position.

"I don't want to die!!"

The cultist looked at the bombs and lasers flying in the sky. He held his automatic rifle tightly and lay on the ground without daring to move. He kept saying in his own world's native low Gothic that he didn't want to die. But could he not die if he wanted to? That was absolutely impossible.

A mortar shell was fired from an unknown direction and landed directly in the crater. The cultist was blown to death on the spot and turned into a pile of blood mist on the battlefield.

And just after it was blown into a bloody mist, bursts of loud roars suddenly appeared on the battlefield again, and the cultists suddenly rushed out of the trenches, rushing towards the Imperial positions. Some of them had fear on their faces, some with madness, and some were numb. They did not voluntarily charge towards the Imperial positions. Behind them were the Chaos Space Marines and the supervisory teams of the real cultists' regular troops.

They absolutely cannot take a single step back, because if they do, those Chaos Space Marines and those cultist overseers will kill them all. They never thought of resisting, because resistance would be useless. After all, it's not just the Imperials who want to kill them. Those Chaos Space Marines and those real cultist troops are actually no better to them than the Imperials.

There is death on both sides. Instead of resisting those Chaos Space Marines who are like demigods, it is better to rush directly to the Imperial positions. If they can capture the Imperial positions, then they will have a chance of survival.

But is this possible? This time, the cultists pulled all 100,000 people onto the battlefield and let them collectively charge towards the Imperial position, hoping to use them to consume the Imperials' attention and give the Chaos Space Marines a chance to go around the side of the Imperial position. As long as the Chaos Space Marines entered the Imperial position, the Imperial position would be completely defeated.

The battle has come to this point. In fact, the Chaos Space Marines and those cultists no longer know what they are doing. Without logistical support and follow-up troops, each unit is scattered like an isolated island in the ocean. They can only continuously launch attacks on the Imperial forces in their own areas, and those are Chaos forces with a large number of troops.

After some small-scale Chaos forces landed in the Hive City, they were directly surrounded and suppressed by the Imperial militia and planetary defense forces. They did not even have time to participate in the large-scale battles that broke out on Terra in the following days. Now, those larger Chaos forces have no idea what they should do. The only thing they can do is to keep launching attacks on those Imperial forces.

They kept trying to destroy the positions of the empires. In fact, they themselves didn't know why they did these things. The cultists fell into Chaos for food, and the cult regular army fell into Chaos because of the blasphemous faith. But the war has reached this point. Even the cult regular army thinks that everything they do is meaningless. Because the Chaos Gods have not responded to their sacrifices for a long time, just like the sacrifices on Holy Terra will be blocked by something.

The blessings they received through various sacrifices to their master were becoming less and less, as if their blasphemous master had ignored them. This situation caused many of the cultists on Holy Terra to waver. The Imperial troops were besieging them every day, their troops were disappearing every day, and even those Chaos Astartes were being annihilated in their presence.

Is this war really meaningful? Why do they want to participate in this war? Isn't the reason why most of them join the cult just to have a meal and not starve to death on their home planet? This is what many cultists think now.

Gradually, many rebels emerged among the cultists. Yes, there were rebels among the rebels. These guys were completely defeated in this mess. They hoped to kill their way to the spaceport and seize the spacecraft to escape from Holy Terra, but was that possible? Their behavior was soon dealt with by the Chaos Space Marines.

The Empire was well aware of the internal strife among the cultists, and it simply gave their strong support. How it did so was very simple. A group of inquisitors sneaked into the cultists' positions under the cover of night, and then gave the cultist rebels who had been contacted in advance a wave of weapons and equipment, a batch of standard weapons and equipment for the Imperial militia.

The cultist rebels who had obtained weapons and equipment started killing people in their positions that night. They only had one idea, which was to break away from their so-called masters, the Chaos Space Marines, and then find a spaceship to escape from Holy Terra. The Chaos Astartes who were attacked were also very unlucky. Since they were not too vigilant about the cultists who they regarded as ants, they were directly blown up by the hot melt bombs that the cultists secretly placed on their transport vehicles. Speaking of which, those Chaos Astartes were really in a miserable state.

They are now even using the Chimera Troop Transports they captured as replacements for the Rhinos, and they are still not enough. Some Chaos Space Marine gangs will even fight for a few Chimera Troop Transports. These Chaos Space Marines have been completely surrounded and suppressed by the Empire, and have become a group of hungry wolves at the end of their rope. They can only use all the available resources around them and try their best to survive in the hands of the Imperial Astartes.

However, they will not live for long. Several Chaos warbands have already been completely wiped out, and all their Chaos Space Marines have been killed on Holy Terra. Holy Terra has now completely turned into a Chaos meat grinder, and the instigator of everything, the Chaos Warmaster, is now standing on his flagship, watching the entire battlefield on Holy Terra with the power bestowed upon it by the Power of Destruction.

It stared at the corpses of the destroyed Chaos Space Marine chapters, at the cultists who filled the Imperial positions with their corpses, and suddenly it laughed. The laughter was like a hundred people playing together, twisted, crazy, blasphemous, these adjectives were not appropriate to describe this sound, but there were no better adjectives to describe this sound.

It just laughed twistedly, and as it laughed, the holographic projection-like thing in front of it, which was built with the power of destruction, quickly zoomed in and out, and soon its perspective came to the sky, taking in the entire continental plates above Holy Terra. And when the perspective changed to this scene, the corpses of the cultists and the Chaos Space Marines were suddenly outlined.

Its outline was gradually outlined, and a strange scene suddenly appeared on that thing that was like a holographic projection. It was an array, an array based on continental plates. In fact, a teleportation array was also a sacrificial array. It would sacrifice the cultists and Chaos Space Marines who died on Holy Terra. At the same time, it would also teleport Abaddon and his troops to Holy Terra. The climax of the third siege of Terra began today.

The Titan Legions of the Dark Mechanicus will also be deployed to the battlefield today, together with Abaddon's demonic armies and its troops, to demonstrate the might of Chaos to Holy Terra.

However, there were still some different opinions among Abaddon's troops. One of the representatives was the Red Corsairs, the Chaos Astartes warband second only to Abaddon. They participated in this battle with Abaddon, but they did not want to contribute at all, especially when they saw Abaddon's use of cannon fodder. They did not want to contribute at all.

Who knows what Abaddon is thinking now? He has completely changed and has become a chaos bus. All kinds of chaotic forces fill his body, making his thinking patterns more and more outrageous. He has even become a demon but still feels that he is not controlled by chaos. If this is not being controlled, then what is? He is just like his father and has become a puppet of chaos without knowing it.

After the Red Corsairs decided that they did not want to participate, they simply fled with their troops. They did not even think about communicating with Abaddon, because Huron knew that communicating with Abaddon now would be like talking to a cow, and there was no need for that.

As for the departure of the Red Corsairs, Abaddon did not say much. The Red Corsairs left and they had no influence on the war situation.

As Abaddon's magic circle was completed, a strange light suddenly appeared in the sky above Holy Terra. With the appearance of the light, strange sounds appeared above Holy Terra. People in many hives heard these sounds, and after these sounds appeared, demons suddenly appeared in those hives.

Various kinds of demons kept appearing on Holy Terra. They appeared in all kinds of strange locations. Some appeared in the wilderness, and some appeared on the positions of the imperial troops. For a time, the human positions began to collapse in large numbers. Various kinds of demons appeared on the human positions. As soon as the demons entered the human positions, the bloody and cruel massacre began.

The mortals simply could not resist for long under the attacks of those demons, and even the Astartes suffered heavy casualties in the attacks. This situation also forced Dorn, who was now in charge of the defense, to urgently adjust the deployment of various troops.

However, compared to the first siege of Terra, the current situation on Terra is much better. Although most people have seen demons, most of them are not afraid. They just use the weapons in their hands to fight off some demons.

For the residents of Terra today, they are not afraid of any enemies at all. They have gone completely crazy to protect the God-Emperor and Terra. No matter what it is, as long as it invades Terra and threatens the great God-Emperor, they will not allow it to exist in this world.

But the demon's offensive could not be stopped by the civilians' offensive. Fortunately, the planetary defense forces and militia provided quick support and stabilized the front line in time. However, this was not easy. The number of casualties was already so high that even Wang Ming could not bear it. But now the 21st Legion and other Astartes troops could not do much. There were too many demons on the battlefield, and there was also the counterattack of the previous Chaos Astartes.

The Holy Terra was instantly turned into a hot kiln, and the orbital defense firepower was constantly supporting the ground. The demons in the wilderness could be suppressed by orbital strikes, but the battlefield in the hive cities was not so good. When the news of the appearance of the demon primarchs came from those hive cities, the battlefield became completely intense.

(End of this chapter)