supreme commander's bizarre adventure

"Have you tasted fear, demon?"

The one-winged angel smiled, and he stabbed the boning saber into the demon's abdomen, but when the latter wanted to fight back with his sharp claws, he picked it up into the sky!

The sharp blade of the boning saber pierced the demon's body several times from bottom to top, arms, abdomen, legs, chest... The demon's rancid blood splashed out, but it couldn't desecrate anything here.

Draconion howled miserably in mid-air. It wanted to escape from this strange world countless times, but was stopped by a golden light mixed with pink light countless times. This behavior continued until it fell from the night sky, and the demon smashed Entering the deserted but brightly lit city, smashed several tall billboards, and panted in pain after falling on the wide road.

"Son of the Void..." the devil said in pain, it opened its pair of dim and evil eyes, and the flame of hatred burned violently in them, "'Calamity' will not die."

"But you will die," Rorschach stepped its head into the asphalt road, and the impact at that moment caused cracks in everything around it, and the rugged and horizontal cracks extended around like ugly scars, "you Will die here... Maybe thousands of years later, new demons will be born from the ugliest side of human beings, but now, Draconian, you can no longer be an obstacle to the lord (savior) of mankind gone."

"I am the calamity of mankind... that person is the calamity of the subspace... Heh ha ha... Son of the Void..."

The devil forcibly raised his head with his last strength, looked at Rorschach's eyes with those eyes, and snickered in a low voice:

"Whose 'disaster' will you be?"

"At least for now, I am your end, Draconian."

Luo Xia said expressionlessly, he mobilized the power in his body, stomped on the demon's head, watched the latter's body being burned by flames, not even a trace of ashes remained...

"...It's over?" The principle of the ring slowly fell behind Rorschach, and supported Rorschach who was already a little weak from behind, "It's rare that we spent so much effort to make this, it is specially used to suppress This devil's cage even uses your body and soul as bait..."

"Otherwise, what else do you want?" Luo Xia rolled his eyes at the girl, stretched out his hand and beat his waist, he propped up his body with a long sword, and said lightly:

"If the Lord of Humanity and the cage you made with your own hands can't suppress this demon, then I might as well blow myself up, at least it's better."

The girl stretched out her hand and twisted the soft flesh around Luo Xia's waist. Seeing the latter grinning, she said angrily:

"What... are you talking like this again! Well, hurry up and get out, let me get rid of this false world completely."

Rorschach chuckled, and returned his consciousness back to his original body. Then, he opened his eyes and saw No.1 was Akudona holding the Emperor's Army Banner. Without a trace of hesitation, Rorschach stretched out his hand Grabbing the flagpole, at this moment, he could feel the relief of his best friend in front of him...

"Are you so worried about me?" Rorschach laughed, the power contained in the Emperor's Army Banner was slowly flowing in his body, which was both an examination and a cure.

And Akudona just shrugged his shoulders, and then turned around outside the city wall in front of him, where the demon army's attack was non-stop, and a more powerful darkness was about to sweep in, but——

The sun is about to rise.

Chapter 490 Chapter [-]

All was over, all was settled when the sun rose in the webway.

The UEF war machines belonging to Rorschach are slowly withdrawing from the city wall of Miracle City. Outside the city wall, a golden barrier is looming, and more cursed warriors have rushed to the city wall to take over the defense facilities.

It took a while for ACU to walk out of the webway. At the gate of the webway, Rorschach, who was sitting on ACU's shoulder, saw Magnus, who was supported by Vulkan, standing in front of the webway gate, Panting, fatigue is emerging from the Crimson King's body, everyone can see that he is not in a good state... But what really attracted Rorschach's attention was the top:

On the golden throne, the Lord of Humanity in golden armor sat on it. His eyes were filled with dazzling psychic brilliance. From the beginning to the end, his line of sight did not look downwards, but in Rorschach's view, he seemed to be affected. Not a minor injury.

"Father... fought the four gods from the front. If it weren't for Malcador's sacrifice, Horus would have succeeded..." Magnus whispered to Rorschach, and the latter sighed, from the ACU Jumped down and walked up to Magnus, looked him in the eyes, and said:

"It's over, Mr. Magnus."

"No," Magnus shook his head, and he also sighed, "This is just the beginning."

"It will be fine," Vulkan comforted his brother. Then, the red-eyed and black-skinned giant looked at Rorschach, beat his chest with his left hand, bowed slightly, and said with gratitude:

"Thank you again for your help, Lord Rorschach, I can't imagine what would happen without your intervention... In fact, when I held the handle of the end and guarded the gate of the Webway, the pressure in my heart increased day by day ,but now……"

Vulkan glanced at the figure on the golden throne, lowered his eyes, and said:

"I can sleep well."

"Unfortunately, from now on, He will probably never be able to sleep..."

Rorschach shook his head, and followed the two physically and mentally exhausted primarchs on the way back. The Golden Throne became farther and farther behind them, until finally even the roar of the machine maintaining the throne disappeared.

"..."

Sanguinius leaned against the outer wall of the palace defense line and panted. In front of him was the body of a demon that was slowly dissipating. A fistful of revenge came... After it ate enough fists again, it was exiled, but even so, the leader of the Blood God Legion entangled the archangel for a long time, and even severely injured him, making him Unable to witness the end of Horus.

"Your Highness!"

The gate opened slowly, and the soldiers inside poured out, chasing after the retreating enemies, while the captain of the Blood Angels guard, Azcalon, stumbled up to Sanguinius, nervously inspecting the latter's body , and the archangel slowly exhaled, closed his eyes looking at the dark sky, and fell into a drowsy sleep.

"..."

Dawn spat out a mouthful of blood to the side. He watched the Iron Warriors' battleship slowly withdraw from Terra's orbit. The Loyalist's fleet had already suffered huge losses and could not continue to pursue it. He could only watch helplessly as the rebels escape.

"Tsk... Send a letter to Guilliman and Leon, tell them to intercept the retreating rebels!"

The Primarch of the Imperial Fist clutched his abdomen, feeling the pain coming from there. Just now, before Perturabo escaped, the steel and the stubborn stone had been fighting for more than two hours. They gave each other Numerous wounds were caused, and the blood of the Primarch even soaked the entire battlefield!

Beside him, from behind him, countless soldiers poured out from the defense line, chasing the traitors with weapons full of hatred and anger.At this moment, the Primarch blinked and looked towards the sky, where, among the gray clouds, something was emerging.

"..."

Jaghatai Khan looked at the wreckage of his motorcycle sadly. After a while, he swung his knife to disperse the poisonous fog around him. In the second battle, Khan won, but it was not easy.

He wore a helmet throughout the battle, and even accompanied a brigade of Sisters of Silence, which was how he completely exiled his almost unkillable brother. After the battle, the white scar and There is no one in ten of the Sisters of Silence.

but……

The eagle of Chogoris looked at the ray of sunlight piercing in the distant sky, with the corners of his mouth slightly upturned, and turned around to help the pharmacists in the legion rescue his son and other soldiers. The golden light penetrated the clouds and turned into streaks of The beam of light illuminates the entire battlefield.

"..."

Corax's lightning claws tore apart the body of a Word Bearer who hadn't boarded the transport plane. Ten minutes earlier, he had used the same action to tear up Lorgar's body. He sewed up his body and escaped.

In a rage, the Lord of the No.19 Legion vented all his anger on those rebels who had no time to escape. Hundreds of Word Bearers were swallowed by a cloud of shadows, like dregs that were chewed and then spit out. Fragments of his armor and flesh and blood were scattered evenly among the broken walls, and this situation would happen many times.

When the shadow was about to continue to advance deeper into Terra, the sunlight illuminated all the surrounding darkness, allowing the shadow to fade away slowly, revealing its true face:

Corax shook his metal wings and stretched out his hands to block the sunlight shining on him, but he quickly gave up such behavior, found a suitable place to sit, and listened to the hunting reports of his sons on the communication channel , and in front of him, the sun has risen.

"..."

"Commander Keyang!"

A voice called Keyang's attention away from the self-heating food in his hand. The soldier who survived and was promoted to the company commander on the line of fire looked up, and saw that he was the correspondent of his company. A boy who is four or five years younger, only heard the correspondent say:

"Company Commander Keyang, the superior ordered us to counterattack with Yurha's combat troops, and Jurha's troops will arrive at time 1255!"

"I understand," Ke Yang wiped his mouth with his palm, he took out a piece of chocolate from his pocket and handed it to the correspondent, after watching the latter accept it gratefully, Ke Yang took the communication equipment behind the boy and said:

"Let me reply, you eat something to replenish your strength... If you can't keep up with my pace in a while, I will scold you severely!"

"Okay, company commander," the correspondent pretended to salute, and found a suitable place to sit down. At this time, only his own artillery was still bombarding the direction in which the rebels were fleeing. Those guys didn't have any backbone. The same goes for being the son of Horus.

They withdrew quickly after the death of the Warmaster.

Ke Yang spat on the ground, and installed the monomolecular bayonet on his laser rifle. Even after becoming a company commander, he still likes this weapon that has been with him until now.At this time, the sun that dispelled the dark clouds fell on Ke Yang's body, making him feel a bit of warmth. After he took out a half-smoked cigarette and lit it, he raised the rifle in his hand and shouted at the soldiers on the ground. shouted:

"Soldiers, follow me to attack! Destroy those enemies who betray the God-Emperor!"

Chapter 491 Chapter [-] Aftermath

It has been nearly a week since the end of the rebellion that swept across the galaxy. During this time, the Empire is licking its own wounds, contacting the scattered loyalists and letting them go after the escaped rebellion. By.

But today, Rorschach was sitting on the sofa in the living room. He crossed his legs, took a sip of the proud wine from an agricultural planet, and looked at the seat in front of him with great interest, the last legacy of the hero Malcador. :

Two representatives from the Inquisition Chamber.

The mark of the imperial prime minister, Malcador himself, was engraved on the gray armor of the Astartes warrior in front of him. The halberd he originally held was placed outside the door, while the other person was an ordinary person who had not undergone transformation, but The spiritual light in his eyes made Rorschach raise his eyebrows slightly.

However, it is better to get down to business first.

"Hathor Mart? I thought you were already dead when you assassinated the foundry general... If they knew you were alive, those guys would probably hang you up and beat you."

Luo Xia looked at the think tank of the former Thousand Sons Legion with a smile and twisted a bitter face. The latter coughed a few times in embarrassment and said:

"Please keep this a secret."

"Does Mr. Magnus know?" Rorschach asked again, and at the same time he was still thinking about how to deal with this organization called "Trial Court". Little things.

"The Thousand Sons Legion and every Primarch will know," said the unreformed person this time, but even so, Rorschach could tell that he was a war-torn brave warrior. Looking at Rorschach, the man introduced himself:

"You can call me 'Taranto'."

This is of course not the person's real name, and Rorschach is not interested in exploring other people's secrets, so he turned his eyes to Hathor, looked at the armor on his body, and said with some surprise:

"Combined individual shield? Have you figured it out?"

"Ah... this one, the cost is too high, and it is destined to be used only by the elite," Hathor Mart shook his head, he changed the subject, and said to Rorschach:

"If you can get a few sages from the Order of the Circle to join this cause, I think you can make better equipment..."

"Come on, talk to the sages of the Circle Order yourself," Rorschach waved his hand, saying that he would never go into this muddy water. In fact, Rorschach didn't want to get too involved with the Empire on the political level. I still have enough awareness of my own political level.

Hathor Mart showed a satisfied smile. He moved his body, and the entire gray armor moved accordingly, but those small voices were even softer than the Glorious Powered Armor... It seems that the Prime Minister of the Empire also shed blood Originally engaged in these weapons.

"Then we won't bother you about this in the future, Lord Rorschach."

After casting a blank glance at the grinning Hathor Mart, Rorschach turned his head to look at another person and said:

"Taranto, right? What's the matter with you? I don't think I need to nod for a little thing about the equipment... Tell me, I'm listening."

"Yes, High Lord Rorschach," Taranto said neither humble nor overbearing, "I hope you can support the Tribunal to become a member of the High Lord."

"……Oh?"

Rorschach raised a little interest, but to be honest, the request in front of him, or the political storm that is about to start, is far less exciting to him than the Emperor's long-term plan. What time would it be more ardent to save a race?

"You can explain it in detail," Rorschach nodded to Taranto, "If possible, it would be better to let the person behind this body explain it himself."

"Taranto" laughed, he stood up first, bowed deeply to Rorschach, and then said:

"It's no wonder that Lord Malcador will list you as the first successor... However, it seems that you don't have the idea of ​​commanding the Tribunal?"

"That's true," Rorschach said lazily, leaning on the sofa, "I don't belong here, and I don't want to have too many interactions with the people here... That is to say, the meeting you want to hold in a month's time , at the lord meeting where all Primarchs will participate, you want me to nominate the Tribunal to become a member of the Supreme Lord, right?"

"You're always so sharp."

"Ignore the compliment," Rorschach ignored Taranto's words. He stood up, patted Taranto's shoulder, and whispered in the latter's ear:

"Yes, but the court must also cooperate with my proposal...you will know then."

"It would be great to have your guarantee," Taranto responded with a smile, "The Tribunal will definitely be your help."

These words are not enough to fool children, Rorschach sneered in his heart, but the Tribunal is a part of the plan of the Emperor and Malcador, and it is necessary to increase their weight in the empire's politics... Regardless of whether these Tribunals How the mentors think and plan, and seek political capital for themselves on the premise of being loyal to mankind and the empire, none of this exceeds Malcador's expectations for them.

"Hero Malcador..." Rorschach left the living room and walked alone in the corridor. In fact, according to the emperor's plan, Malcador would survive...but the old man still regarded himself as the Lord of Humanity. The identity of the comrade-in-arms stepped onto the battlefield and blocked the fatal blow from Horus for him, just as the emperor was fighting against the four gods.

Now, Malcador's body is placed in stasis position, stored in the Hall of Valor.

"Because of Horus' ambition, we have lost too much," a voice came from the shadow of the corridor, Rorschach turned his head and found that it was the Marshal of the Custodian Army, Constantine Valdo, who was still the same Dressed in a normal way, the halberd was also held in his hand.

"My lord has sat on the golden throne after all... I will be leaving soon, Rorschach."

"Where?"

"Find the soul fragments that my lord lost due to fighting against the four gods," Valdor said plainly, "They are scattered in the subspace, and I must go and find them one by one...alone."

Rorschach shrugged, sighed and said:

"It's over, Valdor."

"I don't deny that, but... nice to meet you, Rorschach."

There was a hint of a smile in Waldo's words. He faintly felt that the whole universe had changed because of the person in front of him. Although he didn't know what the future would hold, at least for now, Waldo's heart was filled with gratitude and joy.

"My lord is about to enter a deep sleep to fully restore his body and strength, but...he told us that he will wake up when necessary and guide us again."

"So, goodbye, Rorschach, and wish you a bright future."

"Goodbye, Waldo, I wish you good luck."

Rorschach responded softly, and then the Marshal of the Forbidden Army disappeared into the shadows again.

Chapter 492 Chapter Three Hundred and Three

Terra's orbit was lively again. Since the end of the Great Crusade, there had never been so many Primarchs gathered... The Great Rebellion that just came to an end a month ago is not counted.

Leman Russ was annoyed at his own slowness. It was this slowness that prevented him from making it to the final battle, but... his father was still alive, and his brother was not killed in battle. This news was enough to comfort the wolf king's uneasy mood .

The Lord of Fenris strode across the long corridor, and the guards standing outside opened the door for him. In this battle, there were only [-] men left in the Ten Thousand Legion, but there were still one in the Prison Galaxy's Mars. Thousands of forbidden soldiers and nearly ten thousand nuns of silence, this result is good enough.

Opening the door, the noisy sound in the conference room swept over the ears of the Wolf King, making him grin. After entering, he found a place that suited him and sat down. Rus sat next to Khan, at the outermost side of the entire table.

The arrival of Leman Russ seemed to be a sign. Roger Dorn, who presided over the entire Primarch meeting, coughed, and after attracting the attention of all Primarchs, said:

"Everyone... We have been arguing for several days. We have been arguing since we returned from Guilliman and Leon. Now we don't have that much time."