Warhammer: Hail to the Void Lords!

Chapter 110 02.0109: ‘Angel’s Blood and Tears’

“Blood sacrifice to the Blood God! Skulls for the Skull Seat!!!”

“Don’t let down the blood of Sanguinius!!!”

The two Blood Angels covered each other and cooperated with the Eightfold Stigmata Khorne Warriors to fight each other.

Four Khorne Warriors surrounded the two Blood Angels, and the others swung their butcher knives at the mortals next to them.

The bloodiness of the fight between the two sides rose to a whole dimension, and the overwhelming fighting spirit became the only thought of the mortals.

Horatio’s iron hand trembled, trying to control the increasingly violent Holy Blood Chainsaw Sword in his hand.

When the Khorne Space Marines appeared, the ‘Goad of the Immaculate Angel’ trembled violently. It was tired of exiling the Khorne demons. The more intense battles made it thirst for the blood of traitors, and there were exactly 8 such shameful traitors in front of it.

Crashed!

Fragments of glazed windows fell from the top of the church, and 10 loyal stormtroopers who arrived on Valkyrie transport planes used gravity parachutes to descend from the sky.

"Everyone! Consolidate the front!" Sergeant Valina shouted.

The loyal stormtroopers immediately joined the bloody battle, injecting a ray of life into the precarious front. But the Khorne warriors were blessed by their master, and before the two assault teams of the Blood Angels arrived, the outcome of the battle had not yet been decided.

Amid the harsh sound of chain saws colliding, Brother Romain Rolland chopped the Khorne warrior's chest with an oblique slash during the attack, and the saw teeth were stuck in his ribs.

With Romain Rolland's roar, the sharp single-molecule saw blade bit through the ceramic steel from the weak point, and the flesh and blood under the protection of the ribs were minced.

"Ah!!" The Khorne warrior screamed, but in return he received only a more violent blow from Brother Romain Rolland.

As he slashed, he raised his fist and smashed his face. The blasphemous helmet was deformed and blood spurted from the broken eyepiece onto the Blood Angel.

Then Brother Romain Rolland pulled out his chainsword and swung it horizontally, chopping off the entire head and neck of the Khorne warrior.

The two Blood Angels cooperated with each other and chopped off the head of an eight-fold stigmata Khorne warrior even in a 2-to-4 disadvantage.

Brother Romain Rolland caught the head and the helmet and crushed them with his bare hands, raised his chainsword and pointed it at his next target.

Valina and the Storm Troopers blocked the Khorne Chaos Space Marines who were focused on breaking through the front line.

The Storm Troopers attacked a Khorne warrior with a high-powered hot-wire volley at the cost of five people's sacrifice.

The high-energy laser burned his helmet and distorted his face. He screamed, but was blown up by Sergeant Valina's plasma pistol, exploding into countless charred fragments.

A bare-armed Khorne warrior rushed towards the Catachan female warrior with a bright red beret.

Valina drew a sharp Catachan sword from her waist and swung it to meet the attack.

After several sword fights, she fought back and forth with the bloodthirsty and violent bare-armed warrior.

But this was just a game and a test for the Khorne warrior.

The warrior in baroque armor responded to Valina's attack, and at the same time chopped off the body of a stormtrooper who came forward to help with an axe.

Blood splattered on the red armor, and he laughed wantonly, trying to anger the senior sergeant with a red beret.

Buzz——!

Suddenly, a bright red chain saw sword came from the side unexpectedly, at a very fast speed.

The Khorne warrior stepped back to dodge, but was still hit on the helmet.

The brass trim was cut off by the saw teeth, revealing his deformed jaw. His pale skin was covered with bloodstains like magma, as well as the cracks caused by the previous blow.

The Blood Warrior looked at the attacker, a mortal wearing a beret, but holding the Holy Blood Chainsaw Sword in his hand.

There was a raging rage in his eyes, and his blue eyes were reflected by the blood and fire, slightly red.

The Khorne Berserker was sure that this was a prey worthy of his head being cut off and presented to his master, so he laughed wildly and rushed towards Horatio like a wild bull.

The attack that flashed out of the shadow was extremely swift, and the two chainsaw axes chopped towards Horatio fiercely.

Horatio immediately met him, and the shortcomings of the force feedback power armor were reflected at this time. Without the black shell, the delay of force feedback made him a beat slower, and he was unable to resist the overwhelming double axes.

His arm armor was badly damaged, and his elbow guards were hanging down on his arms. Finally, he simply tore off his uniform, exposing his arms like his opponent.

During this period, some stormtroopers tried to sneak attack the Khorne Berserker with a Hell Pistol, but he was blessed and quickly dodged them, and chopped them into a pulp with an axe.

He did not allow anyone to stop him from ravaging this mortal.

Even Valina, who rushed forward to try to attack Horatio, was unexpectedly elbowed and flew out, hitting the base of the statue, and the plasma pistol flew to the feet of the vampire.

Horatio was suppressed until he was repelled by an axe.

But the bare-armed Khorne warrior was like finding a fun toy. He did not pursue the victory, but gave Horatio a breath of time to adjust his state and launch another attack, just like in a deathmatch arena.

The Blood Angels, who were also Space Marines, were obviously targeted. The three warriors continued to attack, not giving them a chance to breathe.

Brother Romain Rolland's helmet was smashed by an axe, his long golden hair flowed down like a waterfall, and the blood flowing from his head painted two scarlet battle marks on his handsome face.

He ignored the increasingly strong smell of blood and metal, and fought back to back with another battle brother. Their power armor was covered with scars, and their own and the enemy's blood made their armor look like a layer of bright glaze, with beautiful colors.

"Go to hell, ants!" The Khorne warrior who fought with Horatio roared, and the countless scars on his arms opened and closed with his movements, and the blood filled these gaps.

Two fanatical crusaders who attacked the bare-armed Khorne warriors with Horatio had their shields split open by the two-handed chain saw axes, and their heads were chopped off.

Horatio seized the gap in the attack, rushed forward in a flash, and slashed his bare upper arm with a sword. The Immaculate Angel's Whip devoured his flesh and blood impatiently.

"Ah! Damn you!"

In the midst of the sword-tearing and chopping, Horatio was kicked on the calf by the furious Khorne warrior without warning.

A sharp pain spread throughout his calf, paralyzed his senses, and lost consciousness.

But he still pulled away, took a stance, and expressed with his actions that he wanted to fight to the end.

"Hehe, mortal. My brothers will soon come from the rift, you have no chance of winning. I now give you a glorious way to live, serve Khorne, or die for Him." The Khorne warrior pointed at Horatio with a chain saw axe morbidly.

"Fuck you." Horatio gritted his teeth and supported his shaky body with his sword on the ground.

Facing Horatio's insults, the Khorne warrior sneered.

"I will let you see how weak you are, you can't protect anything. I will let you watch civilians being slaughtered in front of you."

He walked towards the statue of Sanguinius.

"Fight me! You despicable bastard." Horatio shouted at him with great anger.

Facing the approaching Khorne Space Marines, Arbiter Jawi had seven broken bones in the previous battle and could no longer stand. He was dragged under the statue by the civilians and still insisted on shooting with a shotgun.

But the bullets could not penetrate the heavy ceramic steel armor at all.

The girl with heterochromatic eyes was blurry, staring at the Khorne Space Marines who were walking towards her with grief and anger. She smashed the doll in her hand on the brass warrior, but in return he only laughed at her and stomped on the doll.

"Hahahaha, so pathetic and weak."

The Khorne Space Marines walked towards the terrified children. Brother Romain Rolland saw this scene. He wanted to rush over immediately, but a chain saw axe blocked his way.

"Go to hell! Traitors, we will end your sins! Let you live a life worse than death!" The two blood angels shouted again and swung their swords.

The axe and the sword chopped each other, sparks flew, and fell on the bloody ground.

Suddenly, Louise, who had turned back from the front line, strode forward, her bright purple eyes flashing afterimages, and she rushed towards the Khorne Space Marine with a gloomy face.

"Louise! Don't be reckless!" Horatio wanted to stop her, but his legs were limping and he couldn't use any strength.

Ping! Ping!

Louise roared, and the big and small chainsaw swords chopped together. She was not shaken by the difference in size between the two. She had only one thought in her mind - to protect these children who had lost their parents like her.

"Hahahaha, what a weak resistance, this is all I can do after trying my best." The Khorne Space Marine took the attack from Louise with ease, as if he was playing a game.

"Since you want to die so much, then I will fulfill your wish!"

This guy suddenly made an extremely swift move, and the saw teeth chopped at Louise's neck at a speed that was difficult for the naked eye to see directly.

Louise's eyes were wide open, and she almost tried her best to block.

Bang!

Axe blade against sword blade, in the face of absolute power, Louise's assault chainsaw sword broke directly, the back of the sword hit her chest due to brute force, and the rose rosary Horatio gave her triggered the defensive stance.

"Ah!" With the buzzing of an energy field, Louise spit out a mouthful of blood and her body was blown away.

"Louise!" Horatio rushed forward regardless of the pain in his leg.

He caught Louise in mid-air, and the severe pain forced him to gasp and kneel on one knee.

The roar of the engine came from above. The Imperial Navy dispatched almost all the landing craft and shuttles that could be dispatched to pick up the children trapped in the holy room from the air, and invested dozens of heavy-duty boarding teams to participate in the close-range meat-mincing battle in the church.

This behavior also stimulated Khorne. The bloodletters gave up the attack outside and rushed to the inside of the church at all costs. As long as the blood of these civilians was sacrificed, the rift could be completely torn open and the great devil could be born.

Another figure of the Eightfold Stigmata Khorne warrior appeared in the crack, ready to join the attack on the church.

The pressure on the defenders in the church was increasing. Even the bloodletters who were weakened by the power of faith, now that fear gradually replaced faith, their strength returned to normal.

They became more bloodthirsty and brutal. It was as easy to chop the guards as to cut vegetables. Even the loyal stormtroopers could only barely fight 1:1 casualties with them at full power.

When the mortal elites could only become filler soldiers, this was the true strength of these bloodletters.

Like Horatio, Brother Romain Rolland's muscles were trembling, and the power of blood thirst surged in every part of his body, but now he had no desire to drink blood except for the desire to kill.

The mortals around him fell beside him one by one.

He had vowed to protect these people from being hurt on this sacred day, but now he could only watch these people die tragically beside him.

The pain of Brother Romain Rolland's broken promise tortured him all the time, but he was powerless.

Another Hell Sniper fell beside him, his blood splattered on the boots of his power armor.

After killing hundreds of demons, he could feel his breathing getting heavier and rougher, his thoughts gradually dominated by a terrible rage, he was gradually losing control of his body, and instinctively launched a desperate attack.

"Brother Romain Rolland!" He heard his brother's shout, but the attack of the bloodletter and the Khorne warrior made him unable to care about what was behind him.

A Hell Blade was slashing at him from behind.

Bang!

His battle brother swung the chainsaw sword to block the attack for him, but was instantly pierced through the chest by a chainsaw axe.

"Brother Vilan..." He saw with his own eyes that his battle brother's ceramic steel breastplate and the body below were instantly shattered, blood gushed out of his chest, and the traitor space marine shouted excitedly.

Louise fell into Horatio's arms, breathing rapidly, blood flowing from her mouth and nose. Even with the protection of the rosary, she was still seriously injured.

"Horatio... I'm fine, save... save the child first!" She gritted her teeth and squeezed out a mouthful of blood foam, the light overflowing from her eyes was still firm.

Time seemed to have stopped, the whole church was only black and red, strange warp ashes floated in the air, the crack outside the courtyard slowly widened, and another Khorne warrior came out from it, smashed the bloodletter blocking the way with an axe, and roared.

"The battle line is torn! We can't hold on!"

"Demon! Demon!!"

"Fuck your mother, I'm going to fight you!"

"My legs! Legs!"

"Where are the Space Marine reinforcements!!"

The heart-wrenching shouts, the seriously injured comrades who fell to the ground, the shrill and mournful howling, the violent and hot explosions, all the things around him made Horatio feel a headache.

Veins popped up on his forehead, his reason was being destroyed and broken by a terrible rage, and the fire in his heart became more and more radical and unbearable.

His throat became particularly dry and stinging, and an impulse to drink blood was trying to dominate his body.

Suddenly, a red light flashed in his blue eyes, a blood mark extended from his eyelids to his cheek, and the black stone hanging on his chest trembled violently.

"Horatio?!" Louise noticed that something was wrong with the black-haired young man. She raised her head and her purple eyes suddenly widened.

"No! Restrain yourself, you are being corrupted! Horatio! Horatio!!" Louise screamed in fear and worry, rushed over and held his face with both hands, trying to call back his reason.

"I will take revenge on you who made her bleed..." Horatio muttered to himself.

Horatio, who was in extreme anger, could not hear Louise calling him at all. His muscles were twitching and veins spread to his arms.

‘+Potential Skill: ‘Blood Angel’s Fury’ has been activated+’

‘+Corruption: 7/7+’

‘+Warning: Corruption suppression has reached its limit. Activating related skills again in a short period of time will cause irreversible corrosion to the physiology and mind+’

“Corruption?” Horatio sneered coldly.

“Then let me see what you can bring to me!!” He roared and raised his iron hand holding the Holy Blood Chainsword to the sky.

‘+Activate: Psionic Synchronization+’

‘+Activate: Power Fist+’

‘+Activate: Omen Fragment+’

“If we are doomed to die today, then let all of you take the blame for me!!!”

A terrifying red light burst out from Horatio’s eyes, and the arrogant laughter from the warp lingered in his ears. The bloodstains began to branch and spread to his entire face.

The imperial warriors fell one after another in the deafening sound of fighting, and the broken weapons and broken arms and limbs formed a small hill behind the breastwork.

They fell one by one, and the next one rushed forward to fight with the demons and even the Khorne Space Marines.

The power of faith could no longer resist the increasingly intense blood and violence. Everything was about to get out of control. Some people began to mutate. The spikes penetrated their armor, and the bloodstains that spread all over their bodies were turning them into monsters that killed indiscriminately.

Those imperial warriors who still had reason had to wield the butcher knife against their companions who had just fought side by side.

The golden statue quietly witnessed everything that happened under its feet.

In the midst of the fight, no one noticed that the eyes of the statue of Sanguinius quietly shed bright red tears of blood.

The tears of blood streaked across the perfect cheeks, flowed to the chin, and were about to drip.

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This chapter is the last darkness before the dawn of the Battle of the Cathedral