Warhammer: Beginning with Planetary Governors

Chapter 325: The cure for blood thirst, Centurion Armor!

The powerful music of the Savior continued, so unscrupulously.

It seemed as if he had no fear of attracting the terrible swarm of insects.

After hearing the careless greeting, Fesser tried to suppress his thirst and looked over.

Try to see as clearly as possible.

The blurred vision recovered briefly, and the Blood Angel finally saw everything clearly, but the scene he saw was so strange.

On the ground not far away.

A seven or eight meter long, ferocious snake-like node creature fell to the ground, twitching from time to time.

Dying.

Several warriors wearing dark green armor and with slightly bloated bodies squatted on the ground and grunted as they cut insect flesh, causing the node creature to let out faint wails.

One of the soldiers warned: "Don't kill this guy, otherwise the meat will be difficult to handle and the taste will be bad!"

The golden Imperial Skyhawks on the armor of these warriors showed that they were also part of the Empire.

A fighting brother like him.

Next to these soldiers was a set of novel simple stoves, and some soldiers were cutting meat very skillfully.

bang——

The fire suddenly burst into flames.

Several soldiers were busy in front of the stove, some were grilling meat, some were frying meat patties, and some were cooking soup.

They kept adding various seasonings and side dishes at a very fast speed.

Just like a skilled chef.

Yes, they are more like chefs, and they are leisurely cooking insect meat on the battlefield full of insects!

What’s even more amazing is.

There seemed to be quite a few Tyranid creatures around, they were just swimming around the periphery but showed no signs of attacking.

As if he was afraid of something.

"What exactly is going on?!"

Fesser was almost shouting in his heart.

The scene before him was obviously beyond the soldier's imagination.

The most eye-catching among these people was a tall and even somewhat fat warrior.

He was the one calling himself just now.

now.

The soldier, wearing a pink apron with fruit patterns on it, was holding a round pot and frying insect meat with great concentration.

Flames burst out of the pot and shot up several meters high.

The alluring aroma fills the air.

Da Tong added the spices that the Savior had recently sent to the wok, picked up a pinch of salt and sprinkled it gently, then flipped the spoon a few times.

This way.

A delicious stir-fried insect meat is ready.

“Another improvement!
I have to let the savior have a taste of it later..."

Da Tong poured the insect meat into a plate, wiped his hands on his apron, and walked towards the Blood Angel warrior who looked a little dazed not far away.

He was enthusiastic:

“My name is Bucket.

We are the Sons of Man, warriors under the command of the Savior. If you need anything, just ask us!"

It has been a few days since Datong led the elite warriors to the star of Bianhua.

these days.

They were hunting down the Tyranid node creatures everywhere, trying to weaken their power as much as possible before the Zerg swarms gathered in large numbers.

Simultaneously.

Waiting for the arrival of the main force.

After each battle, they would replenish their energy and consumed fat on the spot.

In order to better prepare for the next battle.

It can also be considered as the group rules of the Children of Mankind.

"Savior?"

Fesel responded.

That was the Imperium's latest returning Primarch-Savior, a being as powerful as his great genetic father Sanguinius.

It seems.

The warrior before him is the genetic descendant of the savior, a person he can trust.

Thinking of this, Fesser let down his guard a little.

He replied weakly:
"We are the sons of Sanguinius. My battle-brother is seriously injured and in urgent need of some healing potions..."

Actually.

They need a lot of fresh human blood, which can not only relieve their blood thirst, but also help them recover from their injuries faster.

But he had no way of making such an abrupt request.

For the Blood Angels, it is an unspeakable stain and shame.

however.

After saying these words, Fesel was under the influence of bloodthirst.

Almost lost my mind.

His cone-shaped pupils stared at the fat warrior approaching, and his hidden fangs were slightly exposed.

now.

This Blood Angel craves the other's blood!

"Healing potion?"

Hear the words.

Datong walked over and searched for something in his waist bag:
"It just so happens that we just got a batch of treatment drugs, and they are expensive high-end products. They are guaranteed to be able to cure your brother's injuries..."

Feisel lowered his head slightly to hide his abnormality. He could no longer hear clearly what Datong was saying.

The Blood Angel subconsciously estimated the distance between the two sides, his mind filled with the smell of blood rushing in the opponent's arteries.

When the barrel approached.

Feisel suddenly raised his head and tried to launch an attack to get the delicious blood from the fat warrior.

At this moment, he was stunned.

That was awe-inspiring in terms of momentum.

Fesser looked at the fat warrior and felt like a prehistoric beast was standing in front of him.

The aura emanating from the other party.

Even more terrifying than the Tyranid creatures that attacked him!
He instinctively realized that he was no match for the other party, whose strength far surpassed that of his company commander Karan!
That is inevitable.

As the Chapter Master of the Sons of Man, Barrel had been fighting the Tyranids for a thousand years during his disappearance, and it was unknown how many terrifying large Tyranid creatures he had dealt with.

Datong looked at Lasser, whose face was extremely pale and struggling, and he also felt that something was wrong.

"Brother, you look very unhappy. Are you feeling unwell?"

But he soon realized that this Blood Angel might be suffering from a blood thirst syndrome.

The Blood Angels' curse of thirst is as well known as their exploits, at least in Space Marine circles.

"Blood!"

Fesl finally lost his mind, bared his fangs and rushed towards the barrel.

The Blood Angels in this state are extremely terrifying and can even exert stronger attack power.

however.

What he encountered was a big barrel.

For the barrel that has been fighting bugs in the desert of Danus for nearly a thousand years.

Responding to sudden attacks has become instinct.

A black shadow flashed.

The barrel's thick palm grabbed Fesel's neck and pressed him against the collapsed marble wall next to him.

bang——

Under the impact of great force.

The Blood Angel's back slammed hard against the marble wall, causing a loud bang and spider-web-like cracks to appear on the wall.

Da Tong held down the struggling Feisel who was spitting blood from his mouth, and said apologetically: "Sorry, I hit you too hard, hold on a little longer, I will heal you soon!"

talking.

He punched the other person again.

then.

Taking advantage of the moment when the Blood Angel was dizzy.

Without hesitation, he injected the dark golden-shelled, obviously valuable potion into the artery in the opponent's neck.

Nourishes—

A potion mixed with the spiritual energy of the little sun was injected into Fesser's body.

moment.

The Blood Angel's pupils dilated and his whole body began to twitch.

In this regard.

Da Tong had no worries at all.

Because what was just injected into the other party was a panacea, according to the Savior.

This potion can cure almost any disease or injury.

It's just a little bit more expensive.

Such a potion is worth as much as a fully armed space marine.

of course.

This is just an estimate of resource investment. In any case, the lives of the soldiers are more precious.

not to mention.

Da Tong has been a bit rich lately, as the Savior has given him a lot of things, including quite a few panaceas like this one.

It’s enough to make him laugh.

After Fesel's convulsions subsided.

Barrel let go of the man, then turned around and injected the panacea into another Blood Angel warrior who was lying unconscious on the ground.

Fesser knelt on the ground, breathing heavily.

suddenly.

He found that his body became extremely relaxed, and the wounds on his body and old injuries were recovering at a speed more than ten times faster than his normal recovery speed!
more importantly.

He is no longer like before, uncontrollably craving for human blood all the time!

Although the blood thirst had not completely disappeared, it had become almost unnoticeable.

He could easily suppress this cursed desire.

Feisel was overjoyed and tears kept falling:
"The curse is healed...

There is a solution to the curse that has plagued the sons of Sanguinius for centuries, and my brothers are saved!"

He almost crawled to the barrel:

"Brother, do you still have the potion from before? The Son of Sanguinius needs your help. We need that potion to cure the curse, no matter what the cost!"

To find a cure for the curse.

The Blood Angels have been searching for countless centuries and have endured numerous hardships, with their chapter leaders suffering from blood thirst all the time.

Now, hope finally appears!
It is difficult for any Blood Angel to maintain their former elegance and desire such redemption.

The big barrel helped Fesel up:
"We still have a lot of these potions. Our Lord Savior knows how to make them, but I can't make the decision on this matter. Perhaps you can ask your Lord Dante to ask the Lord Savior..."

Hear the words.

Feisel also reacted and regained his composure, but his face still showed an irrepressible joy.

anyway.

There is hope for all the sons of Sanguinius.

He couldn't wait to tell his brothers the news.

soon.

Another Blood Angel also woke up.

Like Fesser, he was also immersed in endless joy.

But the two Blood Angels soon realized that they had to survive in order to pass on the message.

Fortunately.

They have the help of their brothers, the Sons of Man, and no longer fight alone.

Subsequently.

Barrel invited the two Blood Angel brothers to dine together and enjoy the delicious insect meat.

Although Feisel was somewhat resistant.

But he still accepted the enthusiasm of his brothers, the Sons of Man.

After tasting.

He was surprised to find that the insect meat was more delicious than he had imagined and could replenish energy and strength very well.

soon.

The two Blood Angel brothers began to feast on the food.

Seeing this, the warriors of the Sons of Man were quite proud. They believed that the popularity of their food was as glorious as winning a battle.

In conversation.

Da Tong learned that Karan, the captain of Fesl, was looking for the other party in the Governor's palace.

And it is very likely that they were attacked by the Tyranid swarm.

Therefore, he decided to lead a team to rescue these brothers.

But the situation soon changed.

hiss--

The roar of the Tyranid creature was heard.

Through the electronic eyepiece, it can be seen that new node creatures have appeared.

It summoned a swarm of insects.

The ground was a frenzy of chitin, while the sky was filled with ferocious flying insects of all sizes.

It's surging towards this side.

Fesser discovered in despair that the number of this swarm of insects far exceeded their firepower.

It's not something they can handle.

He looked at the barrel:
"Sir Datong, this swarm of insects is too large for us to resist. Perhaps we should retreat immediately!"

Even though the Blood Angel wanted to rescue the captain, the current situation clearly did not allow it.

If you force your way there.

They will all be sacrificed before they reach the palace.

not to mention.

He also had no right to ask these brothers to make unnecessary sacrifices with him.

however.

However, Fesser discovered that the brothers of the Son of Man had no intention of retreating and were still packing up their equipment in an orderly manner.

"no need to worry."

The last bite of meat was stuffed into the barrel:

"Our support will arrive soon. These bugs can't hinder us. Let's continue with the rescue plan!"

The voice just fell.

Fesser sensed something and looked up at the sky.

Many burning sparks fell towards the area where they were.

dong dong dong-

More than twenty airdrop pods landed accurately around this temporary camp.

The dust cleared.

Those mechanical airdrop cabins opened to the sides, revealing one huge heavy armored unit after another.

Very imposing.

"Centurion armor?"

Fesser swallowed and recognized what the armor was at a glance.

These heavy exoskeleton armors, designed specifically for use by Space Marines, are nearly as large and powerful as Dreadnoughts.

And more flexible.

It enables Space Marines to stare down a hail of bullets and unleash power that is no less than that of a heavy battle tank.

Most of these Centurion armors are of the Destroyer model, which allows Space Marines to transform into humanoid tanks, manipulating multiple heavy weapons and firing at the enemy at the same time.

The pair of heavy bolters, tornado bolt array, and fragmentation missiles are powerful weapons for harvesting large numbers of light creatures.

The laser cannons and Krak missiles on the shoulders are deadly weapons against armored units.

more importantly.

These Destroyer Centurions are also equipped with a rare Gravity Cannon, capable of crushing enemy heavy units with a gravity wave!

Not only that.

The Destroyer Centurion is also equipped with omnidirectional lenses to better coordinate firepower strikes.

Once these Destroyer Centurions form a team, they will give the enemy an irresistible and devastating wall of firepower!
Fesser looked at these centurion armors in a trance.

Their entire company cannot produce so many Centurion armors, so only in some important battles will a Destroyer Centurion squad of 5-10 people appear.

This little-known Sons of Man chapter.

It was easy to take out so many Centurion armors, and each person in the team had one.

This is enough to prove its rich heritage.

Fesser looked at those centurion armors with envy.

Unfortunately, he is not qualified to wield these powerful weapons of war, only the most determined veterans.

Only then can the violent machine spirit within it be tamed.

Otherwise, just the neural connection with it would be enough to damage a Space Marine with insufficient willpower.

Fesser tried it once.

The violent pain made it difficult for him to even control the Centurion Armor.

however.

These human sons in front of me are actually centurion riders?
There was a hint of admiration in his eyes as he looked towards the Sons of Man warriors.

soon.

Datong stepped onto the gangway of the airdrop mechanical cabin, entered the combat suit from the entrance on the back of the Centurion armor with his hands on his shoulders, and put on a special helmet that matched it to connect to the armor's nervous system.

after that.

With the assistance of the mechanical arm, the Centurion armor was closed.

呲——

A large amount of gas was ejected and smoke and dust rose.

Boom boom boom!
Heavy footsteps sounded, and a Destroyer Centurion walked out, overlooking Fesser.

The electronic sound of the barrel came out:

"Brother, I almost forgot to tell you that I have also arranged Centurion Armor for you. Go and put it on..."

Feisel was a little ashamed: "Thank you for your generosity, but unfortunately I can't control the machine spirit inside."

"The machine souls in our armor have all been trained by the Mechanical Goddess of the Ers Mechanicus. They are very obedient..."

Datong said carelessly: "As long as your nerves are strong enough, you can pick any of these Centurion armors and drive them. If you really don't understand, use the semi-automatic mode for assistance!"

of course.

Most Space Marines have received training in driving Centurion Armor, and the only obstacles that prevent them from doing so are the violent Machine Spirits.

"what?!"

These words surprised Fesser.

He selected a Destroyer Centurion, stepped onto the gangway with some hesitation, entered the Centurion armor, and connected with its nerves.

then.

He was pleasantly surprised to find that those violent machine spirits did not have any rejection of him.

On the contrary, it is very gentle.

With the help of neural connection, Fesser quickly adapted to driving the Centurion Armor.

now.

The other soldiers were all dressed.

More than twenty large armored units stood in the camp, facing the incoming insect swarm.

Boom!

Several assault centurions led the way and used siege drills to blast down the retaining wall.

Through the gap.

A black, roaring swarm of insects appeared in front of all the warriors.

"Brothers, follow me and crush these bugs!"

Datong took the lead and jumped out of the gap first, smashing into the insect swarm.

next second.

He was on fire.

A hail of explosive arrows, a tornado array of explosive arrows, and fragmentation missiles poured out, creating a gap in the insect tide.

Subsequently.

The other fighters followed.

These Destroyer Centurion armors formed a small team and stepped into the Zerg swarm with arrow-like formation.

Then it was submerged.

But soon, the violent flames that broke out scattered the surrounding insects.

A torrent of chitin surges.

Fesser was surrounded by a large number of insects, but he no longer had any fear.

Because he is surrounded by his fighting brothers!

He controlled the Destroyer Centurion armor and, together with his battle brothers, reaped the lives of the Zerg.

The Blood Angel suddenly discovered.

It had been a long time since he had experienced such a satisfying, dominant battle without so much sacrifice and pain.

"so good……"

Fesser thought so.

Led by Datong, these warriors stepped on the corpses of the insect swarm and headed towards the distant palace...

(End of this chapter)