Infinite Metaverse

The gang war has begun.

The Tiefu Tu soldiers set out en masse.

The Chapter Master personally sits in the rear as a reserve team.

Before the situation of the battle is unclear, the Space Marines cannot go out in full force. Otherwise, if the Chaos Space Marines also join the Chapter fleet, they will face several undefended "empty ships", jumping gangs and anti-jump gangs. are all important.

The seven-member team of the Zero Realm Guild also made a choice. They decided to stay on the Suzheng for the time being and observe the Space Marine battle before deciding whether to participate in the battle.

Inside a cabin.

Augustus took out a bunch of spellcasting materials and a scroll from the witchcraft bag, tore off the scroll and started casting spells. After fireworks flew everywhere, he successfully summoned a monster.

A bright green eye with vertical pupils.

Daggering and floating in mid-air, looking left and right.

Eye of Kilrogg.

A very classic one-trick spell for the Warlock profession.

Because Augustus is a mage, and this is a sorcerer's spell that uses the power of shadow, it must be successfully cast with the help of a spell scroll and a pile of spellcasting materials prepared in advance. After the Eye of Kilrogg appeared, it was like a bright and dazzling green fireball, moving very fast, scurrying around the cabin, turning around for observation.

Augustus looked at the chief priest in front of him:

"The Eye of Kilrogg, you must be familiar with this thing. It will follow you, observe the battle process, and at the same time connect to my vision. Don't worry about it."

Tristan nodded.

Augustus snapped his fingers.

The Eye of Kilrogg turned on stealth mode, gradually disappearing into the air and disappearing completely, but the chief priest could always feel the small shadow power attached to it. Shadow is the opposite of Holy Light. Tristan is a Paladin. Others may not be able to detect its existence, but he can.

The Zero Realm Guild wanted to observe the whole process of interstellar warriors jumping into gangs. Augustus was also very good at doing things. He made this request directly to Fu Qinghai and expressed his willingness to pay a certain price for it as a gesture of goodwill to take them on board and Take them through the rewards of the Warhammer 40K universe.

Fu Qinghai handed over this job to Tristan.

At this time, in the captain's room of the Suzheng.

The disheveled Zofia yawned and walked out of the bedroom, came to Fu Qinghai's desk and sat down, lying on the table sleepily, tilting her head and looking up at the floating shape in front of her. Irregular golden crystal, I stretched out a finger to pick up the edge of the crystal.

The golden crystals swirled.

Is this the Naaru fragment?

Zofia thought to herself.

…

A crimson battle barge.

The Flesh Tearer's Hermitage is both a museum and a place of worship. The walls here are decorated with ancient relics inherited from the Chapter, their sanctity maintained by stasis fields from the Dark Age of Technology. The floor is inlaid with fragments of armor from fallen captains, telling the story of their deaths. Recovered honorary swords formed a circle around the edge of the pulpit.

Nasir Amit knelt in the middle.

"May the blood guide me."

The Chapter Master of the Flesh Tearers murmured softly.

In front of him stood two statues.

The Emperor and Sanguinius.

"I will wash away the shame with the blood of traitors."

Nasir Amit looked into the eyes of the emperor's statue.

"Please give me strength."

Then he turned to look at the statue of Sanguinius:

"Shut up my anger and resist my curse."

Nasir rested his forehead on the floor.

After praying, the Flesh Tearer stood up and put on his helmet.

Nasir walked out of the monastery. A group of battle brothers had been waiting outside for a long time. The leader of the Flesh Tearers Chapter said as he walked:

"Tiefutu has boarded the ship?"

"Yes, they just announced that two Chaos warships are under their control and asked us not to open fire."

Last come first, so damn fast.

Nasir thought to himself.

Worthy of being a sub-group of White Scars.

"Let's go!"

Nasir Amit ordered in a deep voice.

…

A Faith-class raider.

Tristan crossed the threshold into the control room and moved quickly to the left. A barrage of laser guns fired at him. Intensive scarlet lasers spattered on his armor like raindrops. The Chief Priest raised his bolt pistol and pointed it at the chests of the two traitor crew members. Two shots were fired. Their bodies bounced back, blood, guts, and broken bones splattering across the console. The third traitor then opened fire, but his bolter trembled in his hands, unable to adjust to the recoil of the bolter and he only destroyed a bunch of data screens.

"The Emperor's tools serve only his servants."

Tristan shot the man casually.

Then a puddle of offal was smeared on the wall.

Camille followed Tristan into the control room. He rushed towards the depths of the cabin. Three people blocked his way. The pharmacist knocked them aside with a heavy shoulder and chopped off two heads with his sword. "Bang" "With a crash, a thunderous headbutt hit the third person to death. Ahead of him, a panicked Renegade crew member attempted to operate a Locke-type missile launcher. Camille tore the head from the nearest corpse and threw it at the man, knocking him away. A bomb then penetrated the traitor's chest, shattering his sternum and causing him to explode.

Tristan put away his bolt pistol.

"There are no Chaos Space Marines here."

Chief Yin said to the chief pharmacist:

"Are you a little disappointed?"

"fine."

Camille nodded:

"After all, this is just a convoy. It is normal that there are no Chaos Space Marines on board."

"Activate teleport beacon?"

Tristan asked.

"No, I saw a Thunderhawk gunboat parked on the boarding deck. Let's take that Thunderhawk gunship directly to another cruiser. Maybe we can deceive them."

Camille came up with a bold idea.

The pharmacist hasn't killed enough yet.

At this time, a voice was inserted into the communication channel:

"Attention all jumping gangs, the Flesh Tearers and Bloodthirsters have launched death batteries. Several of the torpedoes have successfully hit. Avoid the targets I marked and do not board the ship."

It was Khan's voice.

At this time, Fu Qinghai was sitting in the command seat of the Su Zheng, observing the entire naval battle battlefield and thinking about when to attack.

The little secret of the Dark Angels is the Fallen Angels, and the little secret of the Blood Angels is the Death Company - they will organize the Space Marines who are unable to extricate themselves from the black rage into a special company. The power armor is all black, except for the breastplate and shoulder armor. A scrawled red cross is sprayed on it, and then used as a consumable and a kamikaze, loaded into a gang torpedo and delivered to the enemy ship. The soldiers of the Death Company do not distinguish between friend and foe, they will only kill all living and moving creatures, and then start killing each other until the last person is left.

The Blood Angels set up the starting point of the Death Company, just because they did not want to execute their own soldiers with their own hands. In order to be loyal to the Emperor, the Blood Angels Space Marines shed their blood and sacrificed their lives, but in the end they were executed by the Chapter Chaplain. It was neither honorable nor glorious, so they might as well just let it go. They all died on the battlefield and were considered honorable sacrifices. From a utilitarian point of view, Death Company can be regarded as a waste utilization - after working hard to create a Space Marine, it goes crazy after just a few fights. It is such a waste, it is better to use it as high-level cannon fodder. The Blood Angels, caught in a state of black rage, ignore pain and focus on killing, even if the Chaos Space Marines encounter it, they will become frightened.

As for whether it's possible to heal from Black Rage?

From 31K to 42K, in ten thousand years, there were only two Blood Angels who broke out the Black Rage and successfully defeated it. One of them was one of the most powerful think tanks in the history of the Astartes - "The Lord of Death" "Mephiston."

Tristan picked up the data pad and looked at it:

"Not the cruiser we selected."

"Very well, let's do it."

Camille chuckled, summoned a technical sergeant, and ordered the technical sergeant to take over the control of the Blind Faith-class raider, set a fixed route and continue sailing forward, and do not let it stop spinning in place. The two then led the Space Marines to the hangar and found the Iron Warrior-painted Thunderhawk gunship. The technical sergeant quickly cracked the mechanical key in the gunboat. They took the Thunderhawk gunboat and rushed out of the boarding deck, flying towards the destruction-class cruiser sailing side by side.

"Actively activate the identification friend or foe system."

Camille placed her hands on the control panel and ordered.

The technical sergeant followed the instructions and pushed a few buttons.

After the identification of friend and foe was passed, the close-defense weapon array on the Destruction-class cruiser did not fire, allowing the Thunderhawk gunship to pass through the void shield and fly towards the open boarding deck.

It went so smoothly, perhaps because at the same time, the other side of the destruction-class cruiser was suffering from severe artillery fire. Macrocannons and light spears came one after another, and the shield bubbles trembled. Several crimson shark assault boats seized the brief opportunity between the gunfire and quickly rammed into the hull of the battleship. The hot melt at the front exploded and penetrated the hull armor, and then penetrated hard.

…

The Flesh Tearers' assault boats were embedded in the cruiser's body.

The sons of Sanguinius poured madly into the breach.

If this battleship is regarded as a human body, then you can see if you cut open the body and skin. The intricate pipelines inside the battleship are like blood vessels, with a large number of traitors surging in them. The armed sailors are like platelets, and the steel warriors are like white blood cells. They are like white blood cells. The blood vessels rush rapidly to the damaged parts of the body in an attempt to plug the inflammation and bleeding gaps. The black and gray Iron Warriors and the crimson Flesh Tearers collided, refusing to give way to each other.

"I curse your wight god!"

The Iron Warrior roared:

"Curse your winged alien original!"

Nasir Amit wears the Indomitable Terminator, with giant chain saw gloves on each hand, like a violent engine of destruction. As he charged towards a group of Chaos Space Marines, he unleashed a storm of saw blades and arcs, adamantine teeth and disintegrating fields that shattered everything around him. The traitor's curse made him furious, and he chopped off the enemy's head and limbs with his fists.

"Live up to the blood of Sanguinius!"

Nasir Amit raised his hand and shouted.

"Blood for blood!"

The Flesh Tearers roared loudly.

Nasir Amit, the former fifth company commander of the Blood Angels Legion, was not wearing a helmet and his armor was covered in bloodstains. He picked up an Iron Warrior with a broken armor and glared at this man who was stupid enough to dare to show his flesh with red eyes. The person who came opened his mouth with a "ha" sound and bit down hard.

Two Loyalist Astartes Space Marines with special tooth lengths - the Space Wolves and the Blood Angels. The difference is that the Space Wolves have curved canines, while the Blood Angel's pair of long pointed fangs... are hollow!

"Gurgling..."

The Flesh Tearers Chapter Master drinks the blood of his enemies.

Suddenly, he stopped and spit out a stream of thick bile. Nasir Amit looked very ugly - the blood of these Chaos Space Marines was so inferior, full of pollution and odor, that it was only worth spitting out.

At this time, a steel warrior suddenly rushed out from the side of the passage, raised a chain saw and ax with both hands and shouted:

"I-"

"Bang!"

Nasir Amit raised his hand and punched him away.

"I am not interested in the names of your heretical gods, traitors."

The Chapter Leader of the Flesh Tearers reached out and wiped the blood from his mouth and said coldly.

"Son of Sanguinius, onward!"

…

At this time, the other side of the battleship.

The Thunderhawk gunship landed on the boarding deck.

The surroundings were empty, not a single Chaos Space Marine was seen, only a few servitor crew members. A crew member ran over and stood outside the cockpit door of the Thunderhawk gunship with a fawning smile on his face and was about to speak.

"boom!"

The hatch suddenly opened outwards and knocked him away.

Fly high and fall to death.

The chief pastor walked down the gangway and looked around. Realizing that something was wrong, the servitors were still stunned in place, and the traitorous crew members had already begun to escape.

"Why don't you have any defensive strength?"

Camille also walked down the gangway and asked doubtfully.

Tristan felt constant vibrations under his feet.

"They are under attack."

The experienced chief pastor said firmly.

"Let's set off, quickly find the void shield generator, destroy it, and then deploy the teleportation beacon."

The priest ordered in a deep voice.

Chief Priest Tristan's style tends to be stable. Every time he joins a gang, he looks for the Void Shield Generator first. After destroying the void shield, if you advance, you can call in more Space Marines to teleport for support. If you retreat, you can activate the teleport beacon to return to the chapter flagship. If it were First Company Commander Joestar, he would not waste time looking for the void shield generator. He would lead the Space Marines to attack the bridge.

"Copy that, sir."

The iron pagodas quickly got into the passage.

…

Destruction-class cruiser, bridge.

After the endless killing.

They finally arrived here.

Nasir Amit stood there panting.

His eyes were in a trance, and a seething darkness enveloped his mind, constantly threatening his restraint. He groaned and punched the saw blade into the armored floor. He clenched his fists with both hands, buried his head in his arms, and prayed in a low voice:

"Emperor, please protect me with your mercy and burn away my bloodthirst with the hellfire of justice. Emperor, please keep me from the darkness in my soul and let me conquer my..."

"Snapped!"

A heavy bolt round shattered his shoulder armor.

Nasir was thrown completely to the ground.

"Sir, be careful."

The Chapter Chaplain pounced.

"Cover! Cover!"

Several battle brothers quickly fired back.

"Uh uh uh...ah!"

The battle is far from over.

The Chapter Master of the Flesh Tearers stood up with a roar.

We can only continue to fight.

He instinctively chopped off limbs, his weapons blurred around him, his blood was humming in his veins, his hearts were roaring, and all the chaotic sounds intertwined into a death sonata in the choir. The Chapter Master of the Flesh Tearers lost himself in the joy of slaughter, and all he could think about was killing. The Reacher eviscerates an Iron Warrior and tears out his cybernetic muscle fiber lining. He crushes an enemy under his iron boots and crushes the skulls of traitorous crew members. Thick pieces of flesh splattered all over the red armor, and blood pooled around his throat...

"Roar--"

Nasir Amit looked up to the sky and roared.

…

Camille bent down to examine the body in front of him. The Iron Warrior's corpse had a scorched hole in its chest. The flesh and blood around the wound merged with the armor, and charred oil poured out from the wound, covering the entire breastplate like a black net.

"Melta weapons or high explosives."

Camille spoke to the data recorder in the helmet:

"The chest cavity is intact as a whole and has recycling value."

A probe stretched out from the pharmacist's medical backpack and pierced the wound, beginning to analyze the blood components. Lines of biological data scrolled in Camille's eyepiece field of view. It was discovered that not only the Iron Warriors, but also the biological information of other Space Marines, Blood Angels, were contained in the blood in the wounds.

"The two Blood Angels sub-groups are here too."

Camille said calmly.

The pharmacist stretched out his extractor and inserted the bladed tube into the corpse's neck. The end of the tube accurately found the gene storage gland and closed it. With a moist hissing sound, the gland was sucked into the medical backpack through the catheter. A set of processes has become very proficient. A green icon lit up in the corner of Camille's helmet display, indicating that the gland had been safely recovered.

This gene-seed will be frozen and then sent to the Phaeton Forge World for Master Quinto to analyze.

"Buzz..." There was a slight buzz.

Camille activated his bone drill. Another gland was hidden deep in the body and was even harder to reach.

Here Camille is harvesting seeds.

Tristan was not idle over there either.

After setting up the teleportation beacon, the Chief Chaplain led the Space Marines to disperse, and after some exploration, he said:

"Turn around this passage and you'll find the bridge."

Suddenly, several roars came from the end of the passage:

"Roar——" "Roar!" "Roar!"

Tristan and Camille were suddenly startled.

These are not sounds that a human throat can make.

"I'm going to see what's going on."

Tristan said in a deep voice.

…

Nasir Amit stood up.

Looking around, he suddenly found himself on a strange yet familiar warship, an ancient ship that was far more majestic and powerful than any he had ever stood on. Its plasma reactor hummed with restrained, angry rhythm, and the battleship's bulkheads vibrated with energy.

This is a powerful battleship.

"Revisit...the Spirit of Vengeance?"

He could hear the sound of fierce fighting coming from many corridors, and he subconsciously reached for his weapon.

Suddenly, a pair of powerful iron hands locked his throat. They squeezed and held tighter, strangling his life bit by bit. Nasir struggled to get them open, but the iron hands were too tight. Stronger, he struggled desperately to no avail. Death and darkness surrounded him. Nasir knew that he was going to die, and there seemed to be a sense of fate in him. This was the final destination of his death. unless……

Nasir stood up abruptly, and the saw blade at the bottom of the chain saw fist pierced the technical sergeant's chin. A large puff of blood spurted on his face, and the Flesh Tearer Chapter Master kicked the technical sergeant on the chest. Go up and kick him away.

kill! kill! kill!

The technical sergeant also stared with red eyes, stood up, drew his gun and fired. The first shot missed, and the second shot hit Nasir, blowing off a piece of armor and smashing his abdomen. The pharmacist rushed from the side and dragged him to the ground. The Chapter Master rolled over, pinned the Apothecary beneath him, and struck him in the face with a hammer, shattering his helmet and shattering his skull.

Nasir seemed to have forgotten the chainsaw gauntlet in his hand. He drew the fighting knife from his thigh and plunged it into his comrade's torso, stabbing him again and again until the tip of the knife struck the Space Marine's hardened closed ribs. Nasir threw away the fighting knife, dug his fingers under his gorget, broke it, and exposed his throat. Then he leaned forward and pierced him with his fangs, biting his throat. He enjoyed the taste of hot, chemical-rich blood, filling his mouth and warming his throat.

"Bang!"

A blow hit him on the shoulder.

Tristan smashed Nasir away with his power staff.

Then he raised his gun and shot to drive back an Iron Warrior.

"Ta-ta-ta-ta!"

With one magazine empty, the Chief Priest quickly inserted the gun into his side and drew a plasma pistol.

A blue plasma beam flashed.

An Iron Warrior was headshot on the spot.

"Ouch!"

A huge figure jumped up next to him and knocked him down.

Tristan was caught off guard and pushed to the ground by Nasir. The chief priest cursed and was about to give him a severe blow with his scepter. At this time, another Flesh Tearer rushed up from the side. With both hands, he pulled Nasir off Tristan, pushed him to the ground, and yelled at his Chapter Leader:

"What is this madness?"

The awake flesh-tearer said angrily:

"The curse took you all?"

At this time, the entire bridge is in chaos, the Flesh Tearers are killing each other, and the remaining Iron Warriors and traitor crew want to take advantage of the opportunity and kill the loyal Space Marines. The Iron Buddhas quickly joined the battlefield, attacking the Iron Warriors while guarding against friendly forces. The Iron Buddhas remembered the Chapter Master's order, and once these angel descendants who were driven into blood-thirsty madness showed a threat, they would immediately shoot and kill without mercy.

Camille, who had just finished extracting the gene seeds, came to the bridge and was shocked when he saw the chaotic scene of three-party melee. He quickly retracted into the passage and pressed the button on the transmission beacon to activate the beacon. call:

"Khan! Khan! Backup is needed!"

Nasir roared and rolled over, blood-stained saliva dripping from his mouth, and rushed towards the chief priest.

The Head Priest spun around, avoiding his grasp, and swung the power staff across his body, shattering his leg armor.

"Holy wrath!"

Tristan raised his scepter high.

The whole body exuded white holy light.

However, the flesh-tearers around him still rushed towards him with their weapons, their eyes red and their teeth bared.

Holy light is useless against blood thirst.

The Chief Priest touched the stasis grenade on his waist.

Damn, it was so close!

Will lock yourself in time dilation.

Tristan nimbly dodged their attacks.

Then he threw two stasis grenades in the distance.

"Bang!" "Bang!"

Two Flesh Tearers are locked in time dilation.

The Chief Priest only carried two stasis grenades, and he was unwilling to kill these Blood Angels scions unless absolutely necessary. However, what he didn't expect was that Nasir Amit was trapped in visions and hallucinations, and still maintained a very strong fighting instinct. He twisted to avoid stasis grenades and two chain saw gloves. He punched the chief pastor hard on the chest.

"puff--"

The chief priest vomited blood and flew backwards.

I saw a flash of white light behind him.

"Bang!"

Fu Qinghai caught Tristan.

White lights flashed behind him one after another, and a large group of Iron Buddha Terminators arrived following the Chapter Leader!

"But...Khan."

The chief pastor muttered with blood on his lips.

"give it to me."

Fu Qinghai said calmly, putting down Yin Xiuchang in his arms.

"Ouch! Kill! Ouch! Kill!"

Nasir Amit walked up with bloodlust on his face.

Qingshan Khan took the initiative to greet him quickly.

The Chapter Leader of the Flesh Tearers swung out a heavy punch, but the Chapter Leader of the Iron Buddha easily dodged sideways. Raising his hand and pushing outward, Nasir Amit instantly lost his balance. Then he turned around and hit his chest with an elbow. With a muffled "bang", the Flesh Tearers Chapter Leader staggered back. Fu Qinghai slapped Nasir on the face, and there was a crisp "snap" sound, and the head of the Flesh Tearers chapter tilted. Then another kick hit the side of his knee. The joint shattered and the leg bones cracked. The leader of the Flesh Tearers knelt down on one knee with a bang.

"Ho...ha!"

Nasir Amit raised his head and opened his mouth to show his fangs, and then his entire face was covered by a black gauntlet. Fu Qinghai held down Nasir's face with his left hand, letting him bite in the air, and then pressed down hard. , lift the knee of your right leg.

"boom!"

Nasir's face hit Fu Qinghai's knee hard.

His head jerked upwards, his chin raised high, and several teeth shot like bullets toward the armored porthole on the top of the bridge, making a "ding, clang, clank" sound, accompanied by a pool of blood and a section of tongue, Nasir Amit's mandible All broken.

"Bang..."

The heavy Unyielding Terminator fell.

Fu Qinghai then Shi Shiran took out a stasis grenade.

Pull out the latch, throw it away, and walk away.

Time dilation enveloped the Chapter Master of the Flesh Tearers.

Only then did the people around him notice.

The Blue Teeth chain sword and the Blue Blade power knife hung on the left and right sides of Qingshan Khan's waist with magnetic locks...

It hasn't been pulled out yet.

…………