Warhammer Throne

The human empire, the forty-second millennium, the home of the holy blood angel, Baal.

The whole planet is burning.

The fleet of the Tyrann Zerg, Leviathan is besieging this ancient but deserted planet. This is not a place that the Tyrann Zerg should be interested in. There are deserts everywhere, scarce resources, and the blood-red fog is always shrouded in it. No place on this planet is suitable for living.

But obviously something is attracting the arrival of the Tyrann Zerg. The Zerg will desperately want to swallow this planet into its stomach. An extremely large fleet is assembled, ready to looting and devouring everything to satisfy them. The hunger that can never be satisfied.

Insect swarms have ravaged the entire galaxy for five centuries. Hundreds of planets have been swallowed. The Tyrann Zerg will swallow everything, including any organic matter or even things that have been corrupted by chaos into a mass of subspace energy. Enter, the insect swarm will change from time to time. The Will of the Worm Nest will build a new army and adapt to the opponent’s strategy according to the enemy’s weapons, tactics and characteristics through genetic mutation and absorption of the opponent’s genes. As long as there are sufficient resources, the number of insects Endless, and human combat power is decreasing every minute and every second.

But in such a dark age, mankind still has heroic men and women on the battlefield, engaged in desperate confrontation, no matter how small the chance of victory, no matter how large the size of the insect nest, resistance will continue.

Now, the resistance has come to Baal, the home world of the Holy Blood Angels.

The commander of the Holy Blood Angels, Dante, is an interstellar warrior who has served the empire for 1,500 years. He may be one of the oldest among the existing war commanders who have not entered the fearless. In the long service, His body has long been riddled with holes, and his soul is even more exhausted. However, when facing the threat of the Leviathan fleet, the flames of battle and determination once again burned from his chest.

Dante sent a call to the entire universe, and almost all the holy blood angel subgroups responded, rushing to support Baal, the home world of holy blood angels.

In order to defend their homeland, these heirs who shed the blood of San Giles almost exhausted all their strength. In the outer satellite defense battle, five battle group leaders died in succession. After that, the battle of the main star of Barr, a total of ten battles. The regiment was annihilated.

Now, the heirs of the last holy blood angels are clinging to the last stronghold monastery, where they are preparing for the final battle when the next wave of attacks is swept away. The doomsday finally seemed to come towards the son of San Giles.

The whole planet is burning, the battle is still going on, humans are resisting desperately, how many enemies are there? It's not clear, but everyone who is still alive has to fight ten times, one hundred times, and one thousand times more bugs.

The commander of the battle group Dante is still carrying out the final resistance. He is facing independently a worm's nest lord-this dangerous ultimate biological weapon is the ultimate evolution of the worm's nest overlord. These are already extremely strong and tall. The mighty existence is as high as three Dante's. Its sharp bone sword and symbiotic blade are like cutting rags, cutting Dante's power armor into pieces.

The strength of the opponent is simply more difficult than all the enemies Dante has seen. Every part of its body is used to kill and fight enemies. Different tyrants of the insect nest correspond to different characteristic biochemical weapons, psionic abilities and battles. Form, and the Lord of the Worm’s Nest

The commander of the Holy Blood Angels could feel the sharp bone blade pierce his body, his heart, and his spine. Dante was panting in pain, and he could feel the smell of blood in his mouth. .

He is going to die.

But everything is not over yet. When the bone sword and symbiosis blade of the Lord of the Hive broke through Dante’s defense, the empty door of the Lord of the Hive was opened. Dante gathered his last strength and aimed the Hellfire pistol. The face of the Lord of the Worm Nest.

"Because of the blood of San Gilles, I was able to serve the empire and the emperor for 1500 years." Dante said silently: "Already, enough, I have given my everything, for San Gilles, for The emperor and the human empire."

He pulled the trigger.

I may not be the golden armor warrior who stood in front of the emperor in the prophecy.

No, definitely not!

The battle captain's body fell on the barren land of Barr, and the red desert opened its arms to greet its children, even though Barr had fallen into the most desperate situation.

Then, darkness flooded his consciousness, engulfing him.

"Wake up, Dante!" Just as Dante's consciousness was falling down at an extremely fast speed, the warm golden light enveloped his consciousness, and a familiar and unfamiliar figure sounded deep in his mind. , Holding him in his arms: "Wake up, Dante, my greatest son, open your eyes!"

The warm golden light healed his injury and soothed his tired soul. The wound seemed to no longer hurt. Dante tried to open his eyes. Then, his pupils instantly expanded to their limit!

The face of enthusiasm and love appeared in front of Dante. His face was smiling, but there were teardrops in his eyes. On San Giles’ face full of vitality, only love, justice and courage, archangel With his wings spread open, the white feathers are so sacred and pure, the figure of San Giles gleams like the noon sun. Behind him, the sun shines on the earth, and the golden sun shines all over the sky, the emperor’s Salvation has come.

"Father... dear, where is this? Hell?" Dante's voice was weak and feeble.

"This is the human world." The original body stretched out his hand and aimed at the wound that Dante was torn by the lord of the Worm's Nest, one after another golden ripples gathered from the subspace like a tsunami and poured into Dante's body. Tears shed tears on San Giles' face, and the original body said silently: "It's been hard for 1500 years, my son."

"If you really sympathize with me, please let me sleep well, okay? Father?" Dante pleaded with his genetic father: "I have given my everything."

"But please allow me to refuse, Dante, in this world, no one can stay out of the matter, no one." A sad expression appeared on San Giles's face, but soon his expression gradually warmed up: "Get ready to fight with me again?"

"With you?" The battle group leader murmured: "My lord, this is impossible!"

"I have separated from my father, my brother, and important heirs like you." The hot angel's tears fell on Dante's chest, and San Giles was crying and laughing: "It was fought together. , People who suffer together and laugh together."

"Laugh together?" Dante said silently, he couldn't even remember when he last laughed.

"Betrayal, destruction, brotherhood, I fell in front of Horus, but I'm still fighting!" San Giles said softly, the Primarch's fingers brushed Dante's face, feeling him "Even if we are separated, even if I and my father, brothers, and you can no longer fight side by side, but I can always feel that my blood is always with you, fighting together, winning together, we , Not alone."

"Even if we are separated, we will always be together?" A warm torrent flowed through the captain's body, the power of the original body expelled the call of death, San Gilles stretched out his hand and motioned for Dante to hold him: " Are you ready? My greatest son is going to go!"

"Oh!" The long-lost passion and enthusiasm returned, and Dante reached out and took the hand of the father of genes.

The endless light appeared on the battlefield, and the light spread across the sky of Baal, lighting up the entire battlefield.

The flames blazed across the sky, and the fire blazed into the sky, and a holy archangel fell in front of everyone, his voice exploding like a bell.

The red-stained blade was held in his hand, and the spear of accomplishment pointed directly at the sky, and a magnificent and breathtaking picture was displayed in front of everyone.

The original body of the Ninth Legion, San Giles, appeared here in an incredible posture. The huge wings that were marked up toward the sky made everyone silent, just like a subspace storm and a supernova explosion that swept across. , Shocked everyone's hearts and souls, and even the insect swarms had a brief sluggishness.

Our original body! Resurrected!

He is so sacred, so great, so full of surging vitality!

He is resurrected! He returned when Barr was at his worst!

At this time, the archangel has disappeared from sadness and smile, his expression is angry and violent, as if some kind of uncontrolled rage fire is burning, and all the heirs who are bleeding in the blood of San Giles feel it. The anger of the father of genes.

Unforgivable!

San Giles just made the simplest gesture, he lightly pointed, the commander of the battle group Dante and his last heirs all resolutely obeyed the order of the original body.

fighting!

With its wings spread, the original body's figure soared in the sky, and then fell at an indistinguishable speed to the naked eye, and the red-stained sword flashed a thunderous blow, splitting a worm-nest warrior into two.

The massacre begins!

Countless bugs rushed towards San Giles.

The first to be cut into two pieces was a gluttonous insect whose body was neatly cut open, and purple blood soared into the sky.

Yellow-gold phantoms and wings flashed across the battlefield and oncoming plasma, wherever they passed, the swarms of insects turned into pieces of meat under a hard carapace.

Then there are acid beasts, biochemical beasts and Likat.

A Worm’s Nest Tyrant seems to want to stop the demigod’s slaughter. Its heavy venom cannon has been separated from its body before it can be fired, but San Giles will not turn a blind eye to everything, holy blood angel original body Knowing how much trauma these chopsticks had brought to his homeland, he quickly approached and gave a resolute fight back.

The tip of the Spear of Bi Gong pierced the head of the tyrant of the Worm Nest. The imprint of purity written by the emperor exploded with a powerful force that instantly evaporated the tyrant's head, and the giant body without a head fell.

Another Worm’s Nest Lord came to fight the demigod, but San Giles was best at hitting the big with small ones. The original form was like lightning and hit the two pairs of Worm Nest Lords head-on. Before cutting the position, enough to cut any psionic shield and a whirlwind consisting of bone knives that slashed gold like air, San Giles let himself fall rapidly.

A simple "V" shape descends and then rises, and the two recurved legs of the lord of the worm's nest broke at the same time. The terrible behemoth lost its support and fell quickly like a heavy stone. It still has time to adapt to new changes in the future , The head had already flown away from the neck, and the blazing fire on the Crimson Blade of San Giles burned the body of the Lord of the Worm Nest to hot bursts of sparks.

There is no insect to stop, there is no one who can deal with this demigod who escaped from death and returned with glory, at least not in front of him.

The slaughter continued, and when San Giles alone attracted the attention and firepower of all the insect swarms, his sons were also passionate about the scene before him.

"In the name of the archangel! For the emperor! For San Giles!

"Fulfilled, the blood of San Giles!"

The warriors who shed the blood of angels charged again.

…………I am the dividing line of the return of the angel…………

When Killiman and his expeditionary fleet arrived at Barr, the battle was over.

The sky continued to clear, and the subspace storm left few traces. When the morning came, Barr restored the natural tones of pink and blue. The extreme fighters were obviously surprised by the scene before them, but with the appearance of San Giles, all the extreme fighters were killed by the second company commander. Callius ordered a salute to the greatest Primarch.

Even the honor guards raised their swords to San Giles in respect.

"Welcome, lord of the Ninth Army." Second company commander Sicarius saluted: "Our lord is waiting for you inside."

San Giles didn’t seem to have withdrawn from the previous battle. He just tried to keep himself polite and nodded. He remembered the past and couldn’t help but smiled self-deprecatingly, and checked his red robe. , Continue to walk towards the center under the gaze of thousands of interstellar warriors and dozens of imperial imperial troops, where, on the pure gold throne surrounded by hundreds of ornaments, the imperial regent Robert-Key Liman sat here.

"It's been a long, long time, really, brother."

"Is this really true? Is it really you? Are you back? You are finally willing to come back! San Giles, my brother!" Kiliman was excited and did not know what to do. Throwing the Emperor's Sword aside, he couldn't help but quickly walked down the steps, reaching out and holding San Giles' shoulder.

"Robert, you always come late, ten thousand years ago, and ten thousand years later." San Gilles smiled on his face, but he spoke without mercy: "What's better is , Zhuang Sen didn’t come at all, very good, nothing has changed, what should I call you? Lord Regent? Same as before?"

"Just call my brother." Gilliman couldn't help wiping away tears awkwardly with his hand: "I'm sorry, there are too many surprises, I'm a bit..."

"You have to thank Ryan for his efforts~www.ltnovel.com~ the dark elf named Olica for his efforts, and Fogen's full protection." San Giles smiled and said, "And your close friend, Reaper Timely support from the Big Three in the army."

San Giles told Gilliman about a series of experiences, and the two Primarchs exchanged information.

"Mottarian! This bastard! I will catch him personally! But things are not good now, brother." Gilliman put a smile away: "Father's reliable news here, Luo Jia's adoptive father Cole and Fulgan before. The perverted Lucius and Mka, the demon prince rebirth, have sneaked into the world where Ryan and Fogen are in. In addition, there are Nurgle’s demon prince Mephidast and the evil demon. Prince Cassoron, wait and so on."

"Let's think about how we can help Ryan, Fogen and Ruth." San Giles let out a sigh of relief: "But what is certain is that we cannot go there anymore."

"Why?" Gilliman was still wondering, and San Gilles put his hand in the air.

As always, Parvet and Parvet continued their slow waltz around Bar. Only Parvet was now dead. In the southern hemisphere, it represents the eight-pillar emblem calendar, which is the symbol of Terrorism under the seat of Terrorism. In the eyes, on the bright surface of the satellite, there was a demon rune from horror, which was piled up with the skulls of millions of Tyrannians.

"This is a challenge book! Kabanha and I have a lot of old accounts to be settled!"

"But what I am more worried about is that the abuser is very likely to get that guy out."

"That guy, you mean fear of abuse..." Kiliman's face changed slightly.

"I understand the fear of abuse." San Giles nodded, and the Holy Blood Angel Primarch closed his eyes and said helplessly: "I don't know what Angelang is doing now."

"Maybe only he can deal with that guy."