Warhammer: Hail to the Void Lords!

Chapter 148 03.0147: ‘Blood Angel’s Revenge’

Tons of scarlet steel slammed heavily onto the broken hull of the Murder-class cruiser.

Thanks to the efforts of Horatio and other gun crews, a large number of boarding bays were able to smash deeper into the interior from the gap to support the Blood Angels on boarding torpedoes.

The heat of the boarding bays broke through the dome armor outside the deep cabin and chiseled into important nodes.

Countless Blood God servants were killed by broken metal and extremely hot temperatures. Those Eightfold Stigmata Space Marines who were eager to fight the Blood Angels one-on-one were hit by the densely packed boarding bays before they even met.

Many traitors were smashed to pieces, and the solid ceramic steel power armor could not save them.

Swish——

The boarding torpedoes and the boarding bays opened quickly.

The Blood God servants huddled behind the bunkers, and some of them stretched out their gun barrels and looked at the gray-black fog.

Suddenly, pairs of cold and terrifying fluorescent green eyes appeared from the smoke at the same time, so many that it was dazzling.

When the Blood God's servants could not see the figures clearly, the machine souls in the Blood Angels' helmets had already marked the enemies one by one through the smoke, and the loyal Astartes had already raised their bolters and poured fire on the traitors.

Many Blood Pact soldiers did not know what happened, and were instantly blown into blood plasma by .75 caliber (19.05 mm) bombs.

Some people huddled in the bunkers, but even so, the steel plate could not exchange any protection for them, and would only become their grave.

The Blood Angel veterans wearing ancient Centurion armor used heavy bombs one inch (25 mm) in each hand to directly penetrate the steel plate, sending the Blood God's servants and the baffle covered with evil symbols to be judged by the Emperor.

The panicked rebel soldiers ran up to the high-energy laser turret guarding the corridor, and before he could fire a few times.

The Blood Angels' combat helmets had already marked the threat target.

Several Astartes reacted very quickly, leaning against the cabins on both sides to avoid the dangerous and scorching lasers.

They didn't even need to communicate, they tacitly seized the moment of running towards the bunker and fired several shots, piercing the bulletproof shield and accurately smashing the Blood Pact soldiers standing behind who thought they were safe into pieces.

Captain Afel appeared from the black smoke and took a step forward. At a speed that these mortals could not reach, a shadow with a buzzing force field passed by.

The people in the entire corridor were instantly turned into corpses shattered on the ground.

The Blood Angels quickened their pace to follow the captain and began to sprint forward.

While shooting with grenade guns, they waved their chainsaw swords or power swords in their hands and fired at the fanatical cultists rushing in from other directions.

Captain Afel walked to a circular intersection with six directions, where he saw an extremely hateful scene.

The wide circular platform at the intersection was built into a bloody arena to please the Blood God, like a scab on the deck, which was particularly conspicuous.

The entire deck was stained black and red with old rotten blood, emitting a pungent and unpleasant smell of blood. The ground was sticky, and there was a thick blood mud on the bottom and sides of the iron boots when he stepped on it.

Here, he could feel deep anger and extreme malice. His sharp eyes looked at the head stuck on the tip of the spear, and he couldn't help but narrowed his eyes slightly.

The captured God Emperor warriors fought naked with the Khorne Space Warriors here. This was a fair duel that only existed on the surface. It seemed to be 1 to 1, but in fact, under the round-robin battle of the Khorne warriors, the loyal duelists would soon run out of physical strength and eventually be brutally slaughtered.

A row of short spears were pierced with the heads of loyal mortal warriors such as Imperial Guard officers, political commissars, battle sisters, and crusaders.

The row of longer sharp spears at the back were all pierced with the heads and helmets of Astartes monks.

Some have turned into white bones, some have rotted to the point of collapse, and there are still some fresh heads, with blood still flowing from their eye sockets.

Red maggots that have become fat from sucking blood are wriggling in their eye sockets and mouths, desecrating the remains of the angel of death.

They are fellow brothers from many different chapters, the Wolf of Nuss, the Son of Dorn, the Six-Winged Knights, the Son of Ultramar... The layers of spear tips here are like rows of blasphemous collections, except that the collections are all bloody human heads.

What makes Afir even more itchy is that many of them are the heads of the descendants of Sanguinius from other chapters. He can recognize these brothers from these similar facial features.

The monks of the second company quickly ended the nearby battle.

Afir led a small group of elites and killed towards a cabin based on his sense.

It was a terrible purgatory inside, with a bad environment and blood all over the floor.

There were two Chaos Space Marines inside, and their minions were about to execute the prisoners.

Afir and his fellow brothers met the enemy together. They used their swift movements to surround the two traitors, separated them, and cut off their way forward and backward. The other three battle brothers took the opportunity to break in and mercilessly killed the executioners.

The captain was particularly experienced in combat. He attacked quickly and fiercely, as accurate and ruthless as a hawk hunting rabbits. In three moves, the power sword cut off the arm of a traitor.

Without waiting for him to take a step back, the power sword went straight into the traitor's chest and ribs, breaking through his power armor with the decomposition force field, and smashing the ribs and shoulder blades below.

The Khorne Space Marine screamed, half-knelt on the ground, and still tried to punch the captain.

The angry Afir stabbed the fine bolter in his hand into the mouth of the traitor, and the flame suppressor on the muzzle of the gun broke his front teeth.

Bang! With a gunshot, the traitor's head split into eight pieces.

Another traitor Space Marine surrounded by the Blood Angels had his arm chopped off by a chainsaw sword, and then they crippled his calf.

The traitor knelt on the ground, shouting "single and duel", and insulted their gene father unscrupulously and viciously.

The furious Blood Angels tore off his flesh with their bare hands and broke every bone of the traitor one by one.

As they continued to move forward, the traitor on the ground had turned into an indescribable paste in their hands, looking like red corpse starch.

The assault team eliminated the traitors in the cell and rescued the tortured mortal warriors.

They also found two Astartes monks with wounds all over their bodies from the cage. They were covered with scars and blood.

Seeing the warriors who were also covered in scarlet, they were stunned at first, but soon recognized the holy blood symbol on their shoulder armor.

"Son of Sanguinius, I knew they would mess with you." A naked Astartes with a sergeant's insignia tattooed on his body looked at the newcomers and sneered at the enemy.

"Can you fight again, son of Ultramar?" Afir kicked the iron bars open with one foot, swung his sword, and cut off the terrifying spiked chain that hooked the arm muscles.

This Ultramarines sergeant was a tough guy. He pulled out the bloody meat hook directly from his flesh and walked forward to stretch his muscles.

"These traitors have slaughtered too many of my brothers. Their hatred should be settled today."

"Please allow me to join your battle, brave and noble Lord of Watch."

Captain Afir turned around after hearing this.

A tall dark-skinned warrior followed the other Blood Angels and walked behind the captain. He picked up the traitor's chain saw axe from the ground.

Captain Afir could recognize him from the emblem engraved on his body as a company champion from the 3rd Company of the Salamanders.

That is why he is still alive today. The company champion is the most powerful melee fighter in a company, also known as the champion swordsman.

"Very good, cousin. Today, we will make them pay the price."

The captain led a group of people to the core cabin below, where there was a ship's rail car that could quickly send them to the bottom of the bridge.

As they walked towards the deep deck, they first saw some bodies of the Imperial Guard chopped by chainsaw axes. Gradually, the figure of the traitor Astartes appeared in front of them.

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