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Vol 16 Chapter 9 gladiatorial fight
It’s about time.
Steve doesn’t consider himself to be an indecisive person, and he has not allowed the Crimson Fists to participate too much in the past just to keep them alive as much as possible.
After all, after fighting the orcs to the end, it was inevitable to see their orc boss. In that kind of battle, sending mortal soldiers up is equivalent to sending them to death, unless he immediately sends 20 Blades of Heroes down, in that case, let alone the orc boss, and five more will be chopped up for you.
But that’s it… just wait for one of them to suddenly start to piece together the iron shell into a mech of the same size. There is precedent for this, and no one knows what weird things they can do. No one knows how they do it.
Orcs are more evil than hellish warp gods, at least those evil gods are willing to obey the laws of physics when they manifest in the material world.
Thinking of this, Steve couldn’t help but have a headache. No way, the disgusting point of the orcs is not only this, but also the cleaning of the ground after the war. You know, the flesh and blood of these guys can spread spores. If left alone, more orcs will soon be born.
After a while, the warriors of the Crimson Fist gathered in front of the fortress. There are not many of them, and there are only a thousand people in the permanent establishment of the chapter. After that unfortunate disaster, 600 people were lost all at once, and now it will only be restored to 500 people.
If the entire group is dispatched, if the opponent is not an orc, maybe they will not treat it like this.
Standing in front of these five hundred Astartes, Steve’s pre-war declaration didn’t say too long. He has always been better at expressing with actions than words alone.
“I’m not a long-winded person, folks. But I already know the anger and dissatisfaction in your hearts. Don’t be quick to deny it. I know it all, so I need to say something.”
He said solemnly: “The reason why you have not been allowed to really participate in the battle before is because it is unnecessary, the astral army is enough to deal with orcs of this level. The second is because of my mistake in judgment.”
He readily admitted his mistake.
“I was wrong in thinking that this war didn’t require the power of the Astartes. I was wrong. Orcs can’t make sense of it, they are natural weapons of war. Even those that would be eaten by larger orcs as food Lost little guys also have the ability to kill. I think, I can say that.”
“They are a group of biological weapons. They are a terrible race specially used to kill. Before our arrival, the miners and soldiers in these four mineral worlds were all slaughtered. This is exactly their handwriting.”
“But fortunately, so are you.”
The golden flames on the long sword lit up, and Steve lifted it straight up, pointing to the sky: “You are also superhuman warriors shaped by the day after tomorrow, killing weapons, even stronger and faster than them, More ruthless. For you are the angel of death of the Emperor of Man, his wrath, his coldness.”
“Now, let’s start this killing.”
The flaming sword swung down, and the spacecraft far above the orbit of the planet accurately transmitted them to the location of the orc boss using the data obtained from the remote sensing mapping determined earlier.
Today is the time of its death.
Meanwhile, on the other side of the galaxy, a man is walking among the dead and spreading more.
His name is Angron.
Not wearing armor, just carrying the lightning axe. Angron’s movements can’t be described as lightning fast, because it is the huge power of the thunder that makes the axe create a huge wound on the enemy’s body.
He grinned, very satisfied with the results he had made. Take a step forward and bend your knees slightly. Precise power control and speed allow him to quickly withdraw the blade and spin to inflict secondary damage.
A hideous head flew high, with twisted horns and scarlet eyes, and red skin.
“Next.” He stood on a huge protruding rock in the valley and said to the demons around him with a grin. “Come on, don’t you want to kill me? Come on, let’s die one by one.”
“You are too arrogant, human.”
A Khorne demon who didn’t look nearly as strong as his kin jumped up on the rock, carrying an equally hideous axe in his hand. It bared its sharp teeth and cursed in vicious language: “Challenge alone, how long do you really think you can last?”
“Hold on until your mother was hacked to death by me. I’m sorry, you don’t seem to have a mother. I apologize.”
Angron’s vulgar words made his face twitch: “You **** worm! If it weren’t for our pride as a soldier, you would have been chopped into meat sauce by us!”
“The pride of a warrior?”
Angron sneered, something in the clouds above his head began to tumble endlessly, making a huge roar.
“You deserve it too? Ha, I proposed the deathmatch, you just know that if you don’t agree, you’ll be instantly destroyed by a single blast of energy cannon. That kind of death has no glory at all, you might as well be with me. Fight to the death.”
The demon’s face became more distorted, and Angron beckoned to it: “Come on, it’s your turn, trash. Fight me.”
“How dare you”
Before it could finish speaking ~www.readmtl.com~, an axe was hit in the chest. Lightning was released from the face of the axe, and its muscles were anesthetized in an instant, and the demon let out a huge scream. The psionic lightning was destroying its muscles and nerves in a way a living creature could not bear.
But it was a Khorne demon after all, so it still raised its right hand and wanted to fight back. Unfortunately, in the next second, Angron swung his axe and chopped off its head.
The skull tumbled down, filling the gap in the raised rock. Seeing this scene, the demons of Khorne raised their swords even more frantically, and they actually enjoyed this death battle.
Blood, battle, glorious death, what else do you need but no slaughter?
Without Angron’s urging, the next demon jumped up and couldn’t wait to swing the twisted long sword in his hand. The Lord of Red Sand smiled disdainfully, but this time, he did not attack.
Instead, he snapped his fingers.
His body disappeared in place in a wave of fluctuations, and before the Khorne demons could figure out what was going on, there was a low hum from the gloomy clouds overhead, like some kind of terrifying giant. The omen before the beast eats.
In the next second, a huge beam of light fell from the sky, turning all the demons on the surface to ashes.
On the spaceship, Angron smiled disdainfully while wiping the blood on his face: “I really thought I would fight with your wheels one by one until I die? No brain is no brain…”
His arrogant appearance made a giant standing beside him sigh helplessly. He had a pair of wings on his back, and his appearance was handsome and close to the heart. At this time, his face was showing a frown.
“You’re too daring to do that, Angron, fighting a bunch of Khorne demons without armor… ugh.”