Warhammer: In the Name of the Emperor

The wreckage of the battleship floated in the cold void, its broken hull corridor exposed to the vacuum environment, and the entire battleship fell in the mud like a body chopped to pieces on the battlefield, although the mud on this battlefield was a cold vacuum environment.

The last light flickered intermittently, and the glass cover of the broken lighting lamp jumped out with each lighting, and quickly dissipated in the vacuum environment, unable to completely illuminate everything around.

It continued to jump, and the sparks sprayed into the vacuum, but suddenly the whole corridor was bright, and everything was illuminated in the dazzling fire, but it was not the jumping sparks that illuminated everything inside, but something more dazzling.

The electric spark was sucked out of the corridor, and it was engulfed by the flames before disappearing into the void. The huge column of fire hit the hull of the destroyed battleship, and the raging flames burned its hull into black. The only remaining glass also burst in the flames, and the remaining fragments that had not yet melted in the high temperature flew out and floated in space, reflecting the huge thing on the reflective surface.

The huge warship flew vertically upwards, sweeping through the ruins at a rapid speed. Its plasma propulsion flame instantly penetrated the entire ruins, and the wreckage below it burned again in the flames. The remaining fuel instantly turned the surroundings into a sea of ​​fire.

The giant ship roared upwards, rushing out from the floating wreckage of the warships, just like a whale jumping out of the water, but this whale did not come to take a breath and then dive underwater. It jumped out of the sea and rushed straight into the sky.

The heavy thrusters of the Fantasy Dream ignited at full power, and the turbofans pushed open violently around. The fire pillars with white flames on the edges pushed it to the battlefield on the plane above, where a fierce fleet battle was taking place.

The Imperial Navy and the Chaos Fleet bit each other at close range. The fire of the macro cannon illuminated the night sky. The light of the light spear broke through the fire cloud and shot towards the endless darkness, and the Fantasy Dream plunged into the battlefield.

"Clear the channel ahead." Renata ordered. Before she finished speaking, a bright beam of light shot out from the window in front of her. The beam of light instantly pierced through a battleship, causing it to explode into a meteor of fire flying across the galaxy.

The Fantasy rushed into the sea of ​​fire head-on. The flames from the explosion of the battleship washed over her body. The broken wreckage fell in the cloud of fire and hit the shield of the battleship. She crossed the sea of ​​fire and rushed out from the other side in an instant.

The stray bullets from the surrounding battlefields hit her hull. The void shield kept lighting up, causing the cloud of fire under her to continue to extend. The flames sprayed down from her body, as if she was wearing a skirt of fire.

And the golden dancer was rushing to the center of the battlefield, the tip of the dagger rushed towards the flaming Spirit of Vengeance, and its macro cannons fired at the same time, bombarding the fierce firepower on the void shield on one side. The shield lit up instantly, and the fire illuminated the macro cannon array arranged below it in exactly the same position.

The azure Macragge Glory roared and fired, and the whistling shells hit the hull of the Vengeful Spirit, and flames flew everywhere in an instant. Above the hull, the light spear turned the muzzle and pierced through the fire cloud and bombarded the Macragge Glory.

They flew around each other, bombarding each other with all their firepower, just like two heavily armored knights desperately hacking at each other on horseback, vowing to cut each other off the horse. Unprecedented in human history, after a full ten thousand years, two Glory Queens once again engaged in a close-range desperate fight.

The other warships around could not intervene at all, except for one exception, the equally powerful Fantasy Dream, which rushed out of the battlefield and rushed to the side of the Vengeful Spirit in the face of the fierce artillery fire. The Fantasy Dream's belly thrusters sprayed at the same time, causing the warship to instantly change from longitudinal to horizontal, and suddenly lay in front of the fragile side void shield of the Vengeful Spirit.

Renata looked at the rapidly approaching hull of the Spirit of Vengeance outside, and punched the armrest of the captain's throne, "Vito, you only have a few dozen seconds!"

"Enough!" Vito sat in the cockpit of the Thunderhawk, he put down the joystick beside him, and Bell, who was sitting in the co-pilot, quickly cooperated with him to start the fighter. They pulled up the Thunderhawk, it instantly rose from the deck, and then rushed out of the deck hatch.

The blue Star Shark, which belonged to Vito and his team, rushed out of the hatch, and behind him, a large group of Thunderhawks and Valkyrie transport planes rushed out of the tall deck hatch like a hunting group, they plunged into the flying fire cloud outside the void shield, and on the other side, the macro cannon of the Macragge Glory had been reloaded again.

"Vito, its firing interval is almost up." Bell said while pressing the joystick. Vito, who was standing by, looked at the side of the Macragge. All the macro gun barrels lit up at the same time. He pulled the joystick hard, and the Blue Shark instantly raised its belly. The thrusters spit fire violently, making it stop instantly.

Almost at the same time, the Macragge Glory's macro guns fired a salvo, and the swift shells whizzed and hit Vito directly in front of him. His fighter was on the verge of a salvo explosion. The violent shock wave washed over the fuselage, causing the entire fighter to tremble violently, as if it was about to fall apart.

"Vito! We're about to explode!" Locke's voice came from outside the cockpit door. He sat in a fixed seat, and his whole body was shaking with violent tremors.

"It won't explode, if my calculation is correct." Vito pulled the propeller and said with a smile. His entire face was engulfed by the fire cloud rising outside the window. The raging flames swept over and rushed towards the Blue Shark.

"Then are you right?" Eisenstein asked, grabbing the handle of the fixed seat. He turned his head and looked through the narrow cockpit door at the flames outside the cockpit window in front. It was rolling in. It was as if it was going to swallow them up instantly.

Vito looked at the incoming fire cloud. The engulfing flames suddenly began to dissipate, dissipating in the vacuum just before the Blue Shark. And behind the fire cloud, the void shield of the Vengeful Spirit flickered. The shield is broken.

"Am I right? What nonsense is this?" Vito laughed loudly and pressed down the control stick. The nose of the plane was instantly lowered. His elbow suddenly raised and hit the throttle push rod, and the Blue Shark roared away. He came out, leaped over the last fire cloud in an instant, and flew in through the gap in the void shield. Behind him, more Thunder Eagles and Storm Birds rushed into the gap like geese following the leading bird.

Vito drove the Blue Shark and rushed into the parking deck of the Vengeful Spirit. The traitors in the cabin raised their heads and looked at the fighter plane flying in, but before they could say a word, Vito After pulling the trigger on the operating handle, the cannon roared instantly, and the rapid fire swept across the deck, turning all the people inside into flying blood mist.

The Blue Shark landed. The moment its hatch fell, Eisenstein strode down. He raised his bolter and shot down the Black Legion traitors who rushed in from the far deck door to prevent them from landing. , the traitor who rushed in was shot in the head and fell to the ground. The black-armored traitor behind him glanced at his traitor brother and instantly raised his gun.

But just before he fired, his head exploded. Bell walked down from behind Eisenstein, the bolt gun in his hand instantly raised and sprayed out bright tongues of flame, and fired several shots to kill the traitor. head, and suddenly, a rapid blast of artillery fire roared towards Bell.

But at the same sudden moment, a psychic shield rose instantly, and all the bombs exploded on the shield without hurting Bell behind him at all. He turned his head and saw Vito behind him. , he stood on the hatch, raising his hands to support the shield, and more bombs hit the shield.

Behind him, Loken also stepped out, pulled out his bolt gun and shot the World Eater's head that was running in the distance. Bell also turned around, aiming his bolt gun at the fast-moving World Eaters. The oncoming traitors opened fire.

The bombs whizzed away, hitting several traitors who were charging in succession. Their armor burst into flames, and then they suddenly threw themselves on the deck. They even slid forward for a few steps due to inertia before stopping, but among them , a World Eater armed with two axes roared and rushed towards him, with a Blessed Seal of Khorne hanging on his chest, which deflected all the firepower coming from him.

The World Eater strode forward and was in front of Bell. He raised the chain ax in his hand and struck Bell, but before he hit Bell, a flaming blade swung out and struck him with one sword. The World Eater flew away, and Bell turned his head to look at Guilliman, who was holding the Holy Sword of Fire behind him.

More Thunderhawks and Valkyries flew in behind the Primarch, and they landed on the deck one after another. Soldiers from the Ultramarines, Luna Wolves and Imperial Fists immediately rushed out of the cabin and quickly spread out behind the Primarch. A line of fire.

The soldiers of the Sun Army carrying bolt machine guns rushed between the giants. They carried heavy bolt bombs and quickly set them up on the ground. The shooter sat down with a sliding step and raised the butt of the gun. He pulled the bolt suddenly and spit out bright light. Tongues of flames, and swift explosive shells instantly knocked over the Black Legion traitors who rushed in at the entrance to the deck.

The Black Legion traitor on the side stopped and dodged to the side under the fire of the bomb. He hid in the hatch and reached out to pull the door switch on the side. Guilliman frowned sharply and suddenly Pointing to the door ahead, "Sicarius! Stop him!"

Before Guilliman finished speaking and the Second Company Commander had not yet moved, a silver figure rushed out from between them. Guilliman looked at her. It was Sarah. She pulled out two silver long swords from her waist. The knife tossed and turned between the oncoming artillery fire, and his body swooped and dodged as dexterously as water, dodging all the intertwined artillery fire.

In the dense rain of bullets, Sarah rushed towards the door at high speed. The traitors behind the door fired fiercely at her, but not a single bomb could hit her. She passed through the rain of flying bullets and headed towards them. Come.

"Stop her!" the Black Legion traitor yelled, throwing away his bolter and pulling out the chain sword from his waist. The traitor brothers around him also drew their weapons, but as soon as they drew their weapons, they saw a A silver figure flashed before their eyes, Sarah jumped between them, and then spun past. She held a pair of knives and slid on the ground behind her for a few steps before stopping.

Her perfect waistline was twisted at 90 degrees on the ground. She supported it with one hand on the ground. The traitor at the door looked at her and his eyes widened, and then he saw the spray on the necks of her brothers under their helmets. In the blood fountain, they fell to the ground with a crash. The traitor was startled and pulled out the bolt gun on his waist and pointed it at Sarah, but it was too late.

Sarah threw out the two knives fiercely, and the two knives directly penetrated his arms and nailed the traitor to the wall behind him. He raised his head and saw Sarah flashing in front of him in an instant. She seemed to have no weapons, but just when the traitor thought he still had a chance, Sarah's hands suddenly popped out claws, and pulled up suddenly, and a long row of scratches appeared on the traitor's chest.

The traitor was chopped into pieces, with only two hands nailed to the wall, and the rest of the body slid down. Sarah smiled at the traitor who had become a long strip, raised her hands, and the two knives returned to her hands.

"You're welcome." Sarah smiled at Vito who rushed into the door, and carried the two knives on his shoulders with the two knives crossed. The latter smiled at him, and then swung the sword fiercely to deflect a bomb that was fired at him.

He smiled at the traitors rushing out from the end of the corridor behind the gate, twisted his arm and deflected another explosive bomb, "Go, take care of them too." Sarah blew him a kiss, then swung her double swords and rushed towards the traitors, and behind Vito, Guilliman and the others also rushed in, the two looked at each other and nodded, then lit the flaming swords in their hands and rushed into the depths of the Spirit of Vengeance.