Stars for the good Warhammer.

Chapter 308 man! What can I say (4K)

That day, the people living in the city of Delos finally remembered what the horror from the warp was.
While the Imperial Army was still preparing for the front-line attack, demons appeared. The blasphemous creations of Chaos appeared on the streets of Delos without warning, in front of the shocked eyes of the city's law enforcers and refugees. No one knew where they came from.

At the moment those things appeared, a violent explosion destroyed the tall tower in the city center that connected the ground port and the orbital airport. In the curtain of fire that illuminated the night sky, the giant steel structure disintegrated and fell in the sky like a felled ancient tree amid the sharp screams of steel being twisted off.

Among the building debris that fell into the city one after another, a large number of noisy Nurglings emerged. It was not until then that the imperial people in the city realized that the spaceport located above their heads had already fallen in the secretly spreading plague.

These low-level demons rode on the plague zombies and drilled into the rotten intestines of the Nurgle beasts, spreading the deadly plague to every corner of the city. In an instant, the originally peaceful city had become a paradise for Nurgle demons, filled with the screams of the crowd and the morbid laughter of the demons.

When the battle nuns stationed in the city arrived at the scene, accompanied by the trembling of the earth, a swollen demon as huge as a Knight Titan slowly appeared in the depths of the street with a morbid smile. The dark green and eroded skin made it look like a corpse that died of drowning with gigantism. At this moment, the monster was praising the Father of Plague who was in charge of life with a blasphemous voice.

Although the nuns in power armor also possessed impressive combat capabilities and had fanatical beliefs that were no less than those of the Astartes, as mortals they were ultimately unable to stop the advance of the Great Demon. The powerful firepower that could have destroyed the tank armor was absorbed by the demon's rotten muscles and fat, and the damage caused was merely equivalent to scratching the demon, causing the demon who called himself sepsis to burst into laughter.

The big demon swung the severely rusted metal chain hammer in his hand, and then smashed the hammer head towards the nuns' position with the force of shaking the earth. In an instant, it fell to the ground like a meteor. The huge impact force easily destroyed the street, and wiped out the imperial army in the street like a giant crushing ants. Taking this opportunity, the demon tide following behind the big demon also launched an attack, and soon overwhelmed the machine gun positions that were still firing with their numbers.

However, what was strange was that after tearing apart the first line of defense in the streets, these demons that fell into the city through the orbital debris did not rush to expand their victory, but instead gathered towards the camp of the alliance in the city as if they were guided, as if the local alliance members were their primary target.

After realizing the movements of these blasphemous creatures, several attack echelons composed of Banshee gunboats roared over the gathering demonic tide in the city at an ultra-low altitude, and in the shortest possible time, poured the incendiary bombs loaded in the cabin onto the streets. Amid the violent explosions, the hellish fire from hell instantly burned a large number of plague zombies to ashes. The flames temporarily blocked the advance of the plague army, but this alone was obviously not enough.

On the other side, Michael, who had received the news, was flying over the city in a Banshee fighter, overlooking the chaotic battlefield below. Due to the sudden incident, the Imperial Army on the front line could not even figure out what was happening behind them. What was worse was that as if in coordination with the commotion in the city, the Plague Legion, which had been shrinking in its position due to the existence of the giant war bodies, also launched a massive attack on the Imperial Army's front position at the same time.

Raphael's voice came from the communicator.

"Why not let the giant war machine in the position directly bombard the contaminated area in the city? What do you think?"

This was a crazy proposal. Considering that it might send the entire city into the sky, Michael naturally would not agree to it.

At this moment, led by the Great Unclean One named Sepsis, the demonic tide in the city readjusted its attack and once again began to surge towards the Alliance's base. At this moment, a large number of precious relics recovered from the Cyberlux factory were piled up in the magnificent municipal building. Hundreds of clone soldiers who stayed at the scene were stepping up the construction of defensive positions outside the building under Raphael's instructions.

Could it be that those guys were planning to take away these precious data before the recycling work was completed?

Thinking of this, Michael once again ordered the pilot to get as close to the ground as possible, trying to find a suitable opportunity to enter the battlefield by rapid descent to assist Raphael in his defense. However, just as the Banshee was flying across the streets outside the city at high speed.

With the help of the Primarch-level superhuman keen observation, an old man wearing a hood on the balcony of a building suddenly caught Michael's attention.

His intuition told him that there was a kind of disgusting aura about the other person.
The next moment, the multi-purpose radar installed in the Banshee fighter suddenly sent out a psychic alarm, but before the fighter formation that Michael was in could react, just a breath later, several psychic lightning bolts rushed from the street into the sky like silver-white poisonous snakes. This scene shocked Gerard and his group who were following Michael in another fighter.

"Are there psychics in the city launching an attack?"

"Could it be that this demon invasion was caused by humans?"

Since the Banshee itself did not have a shield generation system, the sudden psychic lightning that seemed to be deliberately targeted broke the tail of the Banshee that Michael was riding at an extremely close distance.

"Oh no! They're falling!"

Seeing psychic flames bursting out from the tail of Unit 1 in front, Lori, who was sitting at the tail of Unit 2, screamed. As everyone watched, they saw that the fighter plane Michael was riding in instantly lost balance. Even though the pilot tried hard to maintain the flight posture of the light vehicle, the severely damaged vehicle still fell rapidly and collided with the outer wall of a building.

The rapidly diving aircraft pierced through several buildings like a steel needle cannonball. After scattering most of its parts everywhere, the Banshee fighter, with only the cockpit left, finally rolled over and fell to the ground.

What's worse is that such a loud noise naturally attracted the demons wandering in the city. At this moment, those blasphemous creatures were quickly gathering towards the crash site. Seeing this scene, Gerard, who had been remaining silent, hurriedly looked up and shouted in the direction of the clone pilot.

"We have to help him!"

However, he had just uttered these words when the next moment the No. 2 fighter plane they were riding in suddenly shook violently, and the plane seemed to have plunged into a whirlpool. If they had not been wearing seat belts, the four people in the cabin would have been blown out long ago.

It was not until then that they discovered that a black "cloud" had enveloped Unit 2 at some point. When Lori, who was sitting at the tail, looked out the window carefully, she saw a scene that she would never forget.

There were tens of thousands of plague flies carrying various diseases. At this moment, these disgusting arthropods were hitting the observation window of the cabin and the power output port of the engine with their bodies. The people in the cabin knew that if they could not leave in time, the crash of the second machine would be a matter of time. Just when they were still undecided, Mardo, who was sitting in the corner of the cabin, seemed to have suddenly thought of something. The next moment, the thin priest suddenly said in a firm and serious tone.

"We must immediately go to the Ecclesiarchy in the city of Delos. Only by rescuing that girl can we have a chance to save Michael and the city. I am sure that apart from her, no one in the city can deal with that demon."

Gerard was very puzzled by Mardo's words.

"You mean the girl who is called a saint? But now she has been declared a heretic by the State Church. Even the Primarch called her a witch. Even if she is the only one who can save Delos, how can we make those lunatics of the State Church believe you?"

"If that's the case we'll bring her out our own way."

Faced with Gerard's question, the young pastor had almost no hesitation.

"You're planning to snatch people from the state church? Are you crazy? Those lunatics will convict us of heresy!"

However, Mardo obviously didn't care about these words. Even in such a critical situation, there was still a hint of sarcasm in his tone.

"Don't forget that you and the big guy have signed your names with me. Now we are believers of the Star Sect."

"In other words, they are the heretics!"

Looking at the other person's determined eyes, Gerrard was obviously shocked.

On the other side, a meteor wrapped in flames streaked across the night sky.

The No. 1 machine with Michael on board finally stopped after leaving a one-kilometer-long trench on the ground.

The feeling of being forced to land at the speed of sound was not very pleasant, but fortunately the cabin with reinforced lining was strong enough, and the power armor on his body absorbed most of the impact. Except for a shallow wound on his face caused by the collapsed debris because he failed to put on the helmet in time, the crash did not cause Michael too much harm.

In contrast, the pilot in the cockpit was in a worse situation. The huge impact had already shaken him into a pool of paste, like fruit puree thrown into a juicer.
Michael didn't care about much at this moment. After he used an elbow to knock open the stuck door, he jumped out of the severely deformed cabin as fast as he could. And just as his front foot jumped out, accompanied by the crisp sound of chains colliding with each other, a chain hammer with multiple hammer heads was smashed hard into the wreckage of the plane, smashing it into pieces with just one blow.

Perhaps it was a little joke played by the goddess of fate. The out-of-control Banshee fighter happened to crash not far from the Great Unclean One of Nurgle. At this moment, the demon with a pair of antlers on its head was looking at the tiny silver-armored knight in front of him with a creepy smile. Seeing that more and more zombies and demons had surrounded them, it was obvious that a fierce battle was inevitable.

Michael didn't say much when he saw this scene. He just stood up silently and pulled out the hilt from the storage compartment that popped out from the outside of the leg armor. After receiving the correct DNA data, the nano-network stored in it was instantly activated and quickly constructed into a sharp blade.

At this moment, Michael noticed that in front of an inconspicuous building in the distance, the old man who had just appeared on the balcony was standing in front of the window again. Although he could not see the other person's face clearly, he could feel that the old man was looking at him with an interested look.

Could it be that he was the mysterious man who launched a psychic attack on Unit 1? Could it be that the appearance of these Nurgle demons here was also related to that guy?
Without waiting for Michael to figure out what the connection was, the swollen demon, without any further ado, swollenly swung his iconic chain hammer again and struck Michael with the force of thunder.

Fortunately, this attack seemed so slow to Michael, who inherited the blood of Sanguinius. After he easily avoided the attack of the Great Unclean One again, the Nurgle demons that had gathered around the crash site began to surge up like a tide, and behind them more and more blasphemous things were also gathering here.

Although he didn't know the specific reason, Michael could clearly sense at this moment that these demons seemed to have some unusually strong interest in him, which made him a little confused. Could it be that these guys had been targeting him from the very beginning?

Soon, as the demon tide gradually approached, dozens of slow-moving plague zombies were the first to fall under Michael's sword in a flash. The speed was amazing even for the Astartes who were demigods.

Such behavior seemed to have angered the Nurgle demons at the scene. While the endless plague zombies and Nurgle beasts in front were interfering with Michael's movements, the Great Unclean One rushed into the battlefield like a sumo wrestler and swung the giant hammer in his hand again.

This time, the knight who was surrounded obviously did not have enough space to dodge. With the roar of the giant hammer falling to the ground, just when the demons thought that this blow was enough for them to win.

The next moment, a scene that the demons could not have imagined appeared. The chain hammer in the hands of the Great Unclean One, which was heavier than the knight himself, was lifted up by force. All this was thanks to the genetic characteristics of each original knight.
——【Very Strong】

The description of this feature is also very simple, so simple that it can be summarized in one sentence.

——【When activated, this gene will grant the knights powerful physical strength that is almost beyond the laws of physics.】

(End of this chapter)