Warhammer 40k: Terra Collector

A few hours ago, the huge beast, like a storm, launched a thrilling battle with the Chapter Master. The Genestealer Chieftain was extremely ferocious. Its claws were like sharp blades. In the fierce battle, it tore off one of the Chapter Master's arms, and the blood immediately dyed the battlefield red. However, the Chapter Master did not retreat. With a firm light in his eyes, he waved the chainsaw sword in his hand. The weapon full of the power of the Decomposition Field, with the power of a storm, fiercely inserted into the body of the Genestealer Chieftain.

The beast let out a shrill wail and struggled in pain, but the Chapter Master's chainsaw sword had already deeply sunk into its body, releasing powerful Decomposition Field energy. The surrounding air seemed to solidify, and a shocking explosion was about to come. At this critical moment, the Chapter Master relied on his strong will and superb fighting skills to successfully defeat the Genestealer Chieftain, bringing this tragic battle to an end.

The war captain, the brave leader who has been through many battles, and the gene stealer patriarch, the mysterious ruler who controls the code of life, are the highest commanders of their respective species. Both of them know that this war has long gone beyond a simple victory or defeat and has become a life-and-death contest, and both sides are determined to fight to the death.

In this cruel conflict, the war captain shoulders the expectations and glory of his subordinates. With a firm light in his eyes, he vows to defend the dignity and freedom of his people. The gene stealer patriarch uses mysterious power to manipulate the future of the population. He also knows that if he fails, he will face the crisis of extinction.

The two leaders know that this war cannot be reconciled or compromised. In this war-torn land, they led their own people to fight a life-and-death struggle for survival and honor. This is a cruel contest. Only by defeating the opponent can the continuation of the population be ensured. Therefore, in this war, both sides are ready to fight to the death and vow to win the final victory for their own population.

On the desolate battlefield filled with a strong fighting spirit, the Chapter Master and the Genestealer Patriarch were separated by hundreds of meters of scorched earth and broken ruins. Their eyes met in the air like two sharp swords, forming an invisible contest. Under the steel visor of the Astartes, a pair of cold eyes flashed with a resolute light; while the Zerg scout, with its unique compound eyes, revealed a primitive and deep killing intent through countless tiny crystals. Both sides captured the undisguised hostility from the depths of each other's pupils, as if an inevitable life-and-death battle had already begun in silence.

"Squeak!!!" In the deep night, the Genestealer leader let out a piercing scream, and the sound was like a sharp blade breaking through the air, breaking the silence around. The Genestealers hidden in the shadows seemed to have awakened from the depths of hell, with greed and cunning flashing in their eyes, and they all launched a frantic attack on Astartes. Their movements were agile and cunning, and every attack was full of murderous intent, trying to plunge Astartes into the abyss of despair. In this battle between darkness and light, the Genestealers surged like a tide, while Astartes stood alone and prepared to meet this cruel challenge.

More than ten years ago, A long time ago, the cunning and mysterious gene stealer patriarch had sneaked into this prosperous nest city like a ghost. In the long ten years, he was like a poisonous snake hiding in the dark night, quietly spreading his filthy genes to every corner of the city like a plague. Those seemingly ordinary residents have actually been corrupted by his genes and unknowingly became accomplices of his conspiracy.

During these long years, the gene stealer patriarch cleverly took advantage of human fear of the unknown and pursuit of science, and quietly implanted his filthy genes into various organisms. No one can escape. His genes are like a virus. It spread silently, casting a shadow over the hive city.

Behind all this, the Genestealer Patriarch quietly observed, waiting for the best time to implement his conspiracy thoroughly. He was like a monster hidden in the dark, silently eroding the foundation of the city, and making people walk to the brink of destruction in ignorance.

Even among the high-ranking officials in the prosperous hive city, it is inevitable that some people will unfortunately become victims of the Genestealers. In this city that symbolizes power and glory, undercurrents are surging and crises are lurking everywhere. Those who were originally high above and in control of the fate of the city were inadvertently hidden in the dark. The city was eroded by Genestealers everywhere, so that their power and wisdom no longer belonged to the city, but quietly flowed into the hands of those conspirators. This reality makes people sigh that even in the most prominent position, it is difficult to completely get rid of external threats and pollution.

In the depths of the memories of those polluters, the Genestealer patriarch gradually uncovered the secrets hidden in this ancient hive city. He knew very well that this warship sealed by a thick layer of soil contained a powerful force that could rewrite the direction of the war. The patriarch knew that these scattered pieces of information hid supreme wisdom and power. They were the core of this hive city and its last line of defense.

Through in-depth excavation of the memories of the polluters, the patriarch gradually pieced together the truth about the battleship. This battleship is not an ordinary thing. It embodies the wisdom of countless prophets and integrates the most cutting-edge technology. Its power is enough to change the color of the entire battlefield. In the years of sleep, it lay quietly under the soil, waiting for the moment to wake it up.

The Genestealer Patriarch has a deep understanding of this. He knows that as long as he can master this battleship, he will be able to gain the upper hand in future wars and even change the pattern of the entire world.

In the depths of the distant interstellar space, the great hive mind is greedily coveting this planet full of vitality and vitality. In order to achieve its grand goal of ruling the universe, the Genestealer Patriarch has a vital task: before the battleship is launched, it must be completely destroyed at all costs. Only in this way can the hive mind devour this planet without hindrance and incorporate it into the territory of the hive empire.

The patriarch knows that this action is related to the success or failure of the hive mind and cannot afford any mistakes. He carefully planned every detail to ensure that the battleship would be destroyed before it took off. The patriarch commanded the elite warriors of the clan to use their unique gene stealing ability to quietly infiltrate the core area of ​​the battleship.

In the tense atmosphere, the patriarch and his warriors raced against time and launched a fierce battle with the battleship's defense system. They knew that once the battleship took off, the devouring plan of the hive mind would become out of reach. Therefore, they must win this battle and completely destroy the battleship.

As early as the turbulent era six years ago, when the Zerg first included this planet in their diet, greedy eyes covered the land like dark clouds. At that moment, the cunning and ambitious gene stealer patriarch had keenly sensed a hint of unusual business opportunities. He knew that the Red Dome Blood contained endless secrets and power, so he immediately set about planning a carefully arranged sabotage operation in an attempt to steal the forgotten treasure in the chaos.

Although the Genestealer Patriarch had designed an ingenious plan to achieve his ambition without being known, the plan eventually came to nothing due to various unpredictable reasons. However, at this critical moment, no matter what difficulties and obstacles await him, no matter what painful price he has to pay, the Genestealer Patriarch has made up his mind - he must destroy the battleship at all costs. For him, this is the only choice and his unshakable mission.

Imagine that if this battleship bathed in the glory of the golden age is successfully launched into the air, the entire battle situation will add a lot of unpredictable variables. After all, the Zerg fleet that arrived at the agricultural world of Talvina this time is just an insignificant tentacle of the huge Behemoth fleet!

This battleship, like a sleeping giant, is about to be awakened after countless years of silence, and its power and might are immeasurable. Its launch not only means the prelude to a fierce battle, but also a challenge to the existing order. You know, although the arrival of the Zerg fleet is disturbing, it is only the tip of the iceberg of the Behemoth fleet. The real strength hidden behind it is what makes people palpitate.

The tentacles of the Behemoth fleet may be just a tentative attack, but what it represents is a huge and terrifying war machine. Once this battleship is successfully launched, its existence will become an unknown on the battlefield, making both the enemy and us nervous. Because this not only means that the battle will be more intense, but also means that the balance of war may be tilted, and no one can predict the final result.

The launch of this battleship will bring new variables to this war, and the tentacles of the Behemoth fleet are just the prelude to this storm. In this contest of life and death, every tiny change may become the key to determine victory or defeat.

The great hive will has an intolerant attitude towards any factors that may destroy its order and harmony. In the cruel world of war, the uncertainties that exist are like storms in the dark night, which are unpredictable, which makes the hive will feel deeply threatened. Similarly, the Genestealer Patriarch, as an outstanding leader in the hive, could not accept this unknown force that could undermine the stability and security of the tribe.

Under the decision of the hive will, the Red Dome Blood must be destroyed. It is not only a time bomb in the war, but also a challenge to the authority of the hive will. In order to maintain the order and tranquility of the hive and to ensure that the future of the tribe is not threatened, the destruction of the Red Dome Blood has become the only choice.

As early as the moment when the Red Dome Blood ignited the engine, the Genestealer Patriarch was keenly aware of the terrifying energy hidden deep in the power furnace. It was a primitive force that seemed to be able to devour and destroy everything, which made him feel cold involuntarily. In order to completely destroy this powerful warship, the Genestealer Patriarch knew that they could no longer launch attacks step by step and must take extreme measures. After careful consideration, he made a desperate decision-to devote all the power of the whole tribe to launch an unprecedented destructive attack!

At this decisive moment, the Genestealer leader held the scepter tightly, with a resolute light in his eyes. He knew that this battle would determine the survival of their tribe, and the Red Dome Blood was a powerful enemy they had to defeat. Under the threat of this battleship, they had no choice but to give it a try in order to survive in destruction. So, he gave orders without hesitation, and the elites of the entire tribe prepared for this life-and-death battle.

After careful consideration, the cunning Genestealers finally gave up their original plan to sneak into the nest city for destruction. They seemed to realize that such an attack method was too direct, too risky, and the success rate was not high. So, they decisively changed their strategy and concentrated all their energy and technical strength on this dark and deep tunnel without reservation.

The original text is in the six # 9 @book/bar!

As emphasized before, even in the face of great sacrifices, this group of ugly bugs must completely destroy this battleship full of terror and death. In this brutal battle, the Astartes warriors were in high spirits. They shouted the names of the Emperor and the Imperial Regent, and bravely fought fiercely with the Genestealers who were surging like a tide. They knew that this battle was not only to defend their homeland, but also to defend the future of the entire empire.

Faced with a large number of enemies, the Astartes warriors were fearless, and their eyes flashed with determination. They held their weapons tightly and rushed towards the enemy again and again, writing an immortal legend with strength and courage. On this battlefield, every Astartes warrior is the guardian of the empire. They blocked the attack of the Genestealers at the cost of their own lives.

The air was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder and blood, and the sound of battle shook everyone's heart. The Astartes warriors shouted the name of the Emperor, as if to draw endless power from this voice. They knew that only by completely destroying this battleship could they prevent the Genestealers from further destruction. In this brutal battle, they will fight the enemy to the end until the last moment.

"Squeak!!!" On the dark battlefield, the exposed brain of the leader named "Gene Stealer" surged with terrifying psychic energy like a dark storm. This power was strong and oppressive, as if it wanted to devour all the life around it. Suddenly, accompanied by a heart-wrenching and piercing roar, this ugly and disgusting monster stepped forward without hesitation, its bloodshot eyes flashing with ferocious light, like a starving beast, fiercely charging at the commander of the regiment. At this critical moment, the air was filled with tension and fear, as if even time had frozen.