Traveling through the Warhammer world, but I didn’t cry.

In the eastern sector of the Tau Empire, Lin Fan suddenly sneezed, and his attempt to capture the fleeing Hive Overlord failed.

"Who is talking about me?" Lin Fan muttered and kicked away an incoming executioner from hell.

The Hive Overlord on the Macragge battlefield has evolved to be able to cut through Dreadnoughts and knock away Leman Russ tanks.

But the Hive Overlord here has obviously evolved in another direction. He has become more flexible and difficult to detect. Even Lin Fan spent a lot of effort to catch this cunning tyrant.

The buzzing sound of motorcycles came from the sky. Khan used the weapons and equipment of the Tau Empire to build an anti-gravity motorcycle that fit his aesthetic.

Logically speaking, anti-gravity motorcycles shouldn't make such a loud noise, but Khan said it was boring to drive a motorcycle without hearing the sound, so he specially installed a wind whistle to simulate the buzzing sound of the motorcycle.

"Hey!" Chagatai greeted Lin Fan and walked away in another direction.

What kind of insect is Chagatai looking at?

Lin Fan rubbed his chin and thought, since the war situation in the eastern sector of the Tau Empire eased, Jaghatai has become obsessed with catching and training bugs, just like a trainer who collects Pokémon.

"Oh... you're a man trapping insects." Sitting among the pile of insect corpses, Lin Fan casually grabbed a piece of meat and stuffed it into his mouth. It wasn't that he was hungry, but he just felt that his empty mouth was a bit boring.

The tearing insects in the pile of corpses did not approach Lin Fan, and Lin Fan was too lazy to kill these small insects that could be crushed to pieces with just one kick.

These bugs have become very smart recently. Whenever they see Lin Fan approaching, they will run away without even caring about the meat on the ground.

"I really don't know if Guilliman is awake... Can he still jump up and down without the Armor of Destiny? If the Armor of Destiny is useless, wouldn't Caul become a pure clown?"

Lin Fan thought with some humor that Kaul had been working for ten thousand years to create what could be said to be a unique armor of destiny, but it seemed that it was no longer useful.

He also found the repair methods for many lost weapons, but with Odemeyer, these were not a problem.

Primaris Space Marines should be very useful, but Lin Fan had never heard from Odemeyer that she wanted to build more powerful Space Marines.

Odmire would like Caul's pragmatism, and perhaps Odmire would discuss with the Primarchs about making Caul a Forge-General or a Martian Tech Sage.

So what does Kaur do now? It should be researching the black stone obelisk in Cadian, right?

Lin Fan's questions traveled across the stars and deep into the underground of Cadian. Caul was indeed studying the black stone obelisk.

"What? Who? What? Huh?" Kaul raised his head in confusion and continued his research after finding nothing. Trazin and Orikan monitored Kaul in the space gap, limiting his research progress and preventing him from researching things he shouldn't.

"It's so relaxing~" Trazin said.

The opposite of the relaxed mood of all the above people is Chapter Leader Calgar. His face is covered in blood and his expression is ferocious.

Glory's brave battle brothers fell one after another amid the swarm's encirclement and division, and the newly fully staffed First Company was once again in danger of being wiped out.

The Apothecary wept sadly because he could not retrieve his brothers' gene-seed, and fragments of Terminator armor were scattered across the battlefield.

Really... They have tried their best, but they still can't change the desperate situation of the war.

The two Hive Overlords are unstoppable. Their bodies are wrapped in a bioelectric field. Even if they are hit by a plasma cannon head-on, they can recover within a few seconds.

How to fight this battle? How can these enemies be defeated? Calga pursed his lips, and the pain of self-blame caused overwhelming anger to well up in his heart.

"We fight for Macragge!"

Calgar's roar echoed throughout the battlefield, and the seriously injured Ultramarines held on for a final breath to fight against the bugs.

Looking at Calgar with cruel and cold eyes, the two Hive Overlords waved their bone knives at Calgar, indicating that they wanted to cut off Calgar's limbs and let him stay on the battlefield as the last one to die.

Calgar roared angrily and rushed towards the two insect nest overlords without hesitation.

The Hive Overlord is faster and more powerful than Cal. Calgar relied on the power fists to block the Overlord's attacks, and felt that his mechanical prosthetics became more broken.

The bone knife pierced Calgar's body and directly poked out one of his hearts.

Calgar's combat ability further declined, and his fists were no longer as fast and powerful as before.

The tyrant squeezed Calgar's arm and forced him to kneel with great force.

Calgar used his only remaining heart to support his body. His wounds did not heal due to the poison, and more and more blood flowed out, which was fatal even by Space Marine standards.

"I'm sorry...Father...I'm sorry...Emperor..." Calgar's eyes were getting darker and darker, and at the end of his life he only felt guilt and shame.

"You played well, let us take care of the rest."

A firm voice came into Calgar's ears. This voice contained wonderful power, adding a bit of life to Calgar's broken body.

His vision gradually recovered, and Calgar saw clearly that the person in front of him was a black Templar warrior wearing pitch black power armor whose face could not be seen.

This warrior was so tall and strong that he stood in front of Calgar like an insurmountable wall.

"You..." Calgar wanted to say something more, but Dorn, who had saved his life, was not willing to waste time. He drew his weapon.

Worri... Although swearing is not the reaction that a Space Marine should have, but looking at the huge chain sword that was much taller than his own, Calgar really couldn't think of a good word to describe everything in front of him. .

"What? Are you scared?" Every time Dorn took a step forward, the two Hive Overlords would take a step back.

In the end, these two ferocious creatures could no longer endure Dorn's pressing step by step. They started their attack with terrifying roars of psychic energy, and used highly toxic acid to expose Dorn's weaknesses.

But Dorn was still so firm and calm, as if these two terrifying overlords were just fallen leaves blowing in the wind.

Judging from the results, they are indeed fallen leaves blowing in the wind...

Boom!

The sound of chopping was more like waving the door panel to hit someone.

The upper bodies of the two overlords were directly shot away.

The most experienced pharmacist could not tell from the degree of laceration of the wounds of the two overlords whether the two overlords died from cutting or beating.

The battlefield fell silent for a moment. The Ultramarines, the Ultramar Mortal Auxiliaries, the Inquisition's support troops, and the Mechanicum Skitarii all stared blankly at Dorn's black armor...

The next moment, cheers spread throughout the battlefield, and Macragge's offensive and defensive momentum reversed.

"Tsk...Why didn't I see that Dorn was so good at pretending before?" Perturabo looked at Fulgrim, who just shook his head and shrugged.