Warhammer: My Mother Sanguinius

"The red mist appears."

Outside the gathering place of the pure-blood tribe, on a raised rock wall that was used as a temporary defense, the leader of the tribe, Radolon, spoke in a dull voice.

His eyes narrowed, and his sharp hawk-like gaze passed over the endless red desert in front of him.

Before his eyes, in the wilderness.

Strips of scarlet mist curled up like smoke pillars, growing more and more, until they finally connected into a sheet, turning into a majestic mountain-like wave, slowly rushing towards the place where they were at this time, carrying a wave of the world. A strong sense of doomsday oppression.

There are many serious disasters on the moon that can kill people.

High concentrations of radiation, extreme high and low temperatures, mutated beasts and plants, etc., but among this series of destructive factors, the "red mist" was still the worst thing he had ever seen. It was a thick, suffocating, gritty steam. Although Radolon doesn't know exactly why the red haze forms, it only appears on low-gravity satellites like Bacelon.

The red mist is as sharp as iron and as thick as soup. They will bite the nose, trachea, and lungs like living creatures. If you don't wear any protective equipment and are exposed to such a disaster, it will only take less than thirty seconds to cause someone to die.

Stab!

Radolon tightened the zipper of the protective suit and carefully checked to ensure that there were no possible gaps all over his body.

"Put this dress on quickly."

He turned his head and looked at the angel standing next to him, his voice became dull and hoarse due to the full protective mask, "The arrival of the red mist will increase the concentration of radiation to hundreds of times the normal standard value in a short period of time, even if it is a mutant It’s difficult for people to adapt to such a harsh environment.”

Same as Ladoron.

The angel was also looking at the sea-like red mist in front of him.

Her beautiful face was full of solemn expression. After hearing Ladoron's words, the angel slightly raised his head and glanced at the protective suit held in Ladoron's hand.

——That is obviously a carefully selected treasure.

Not only does it look new, the surface of the leather is carefully smeared with a layer of animal oil, making it shine in the sunlight. Moreover, its style is obviously one size larger than that of an angel, enough for the angel to easily fit the wings behind it into it.

"Thanks."

The angel first thanked him sincerely, then shook his head and rejected Radolon's kindness.

"I don't need these protective equipment. The harsh environment in the red mist can't kill me." Angel said, "Leave it to those who need it more. If we plan to leave from the Blood Mountain, then these protective clothing will be like water." Like fuel, it is an indispensable necessity.”

"good--"

Radolon looked into the angel's eyes.

Those pale golden eyes were full of sincerity, and there were reasons that people couldn't refuse. He carefully placed the protective clothing in a box not far away, and then heard the angel's voice coming again against the noisy wind, "Be careful, they are coming!"

Boom!

Before seeing the figures of those vehicles, Radolon heard the roar of the engine.

Immediately afterwards, the rolling red mist was torn apart by sharp iron thorns and gun barrels, and a huge modified armored vehicle roared out of the blazing red mist like a violent steel behemoth.

The heavy brass tracks rotated at high speed, biting deeply into the soil. At the end of the gun barrel above, where the cockpit should have been, there is a ferocious tower made of skulls and brass. Hundreds of faces are twisting and howling in the hot brass, and the ferocious faces are full of... It is solidified pain.

Those skulls - the skulls of pure-blooded people, the compatriots of Radolon, were forcibly cast together with molten brass while they were still alive, forming such a lifelike and terrifying landscape.

"hiss--"

Radolon breathed hard and gritted his teeth.

Force yourself to calm down.

"Fire!"

He gave the order over the intercom, and almost at the same time, dense lines of fire poured out from high on the nearby mountain wall. At the same time, the ground exploded, blazing flames and black smoke spewed out in a violent explosion, and the high explosives hidden in the sand were detonated at this moment.

However--

Nothing works.

The ferocious alien armor was extremely thick, and the solidified brass skull shone with an ominous bloody light. The tracks continued to move forward, making a creaking sound, and the horrifying skulls seemed to be mocking the pure-blooded people for their overestimation of their capabilities.

Crunch!

After entering the shooting range.

The barrel of the heavy armored vehicle was raised, and the dark hole was pointed at Radolon.

Even though they were hundreds of meters apart, Coradoron still felt a coldness seeping into his back, and goosebumps appeared all over his body. He gritted his teeth and fought with all his strength. thinking strategies.

Swish——

before possible countermeasures emerge.

The angel had already jumped out from Ladoron's side, like a pure white lightning.

The gravel beneath her feet exploded violently, and her slender body jumped high into the sky, spreading her pure white wings in the air. Although those immature wings are not yet able to carry the angel to fight the storm and fly high into the sky, they can already allow her to glide short distances in mid-air.

Ta-ta-ta!

The dense tongues of fire tore through the red mist, and several alien vehicles following the heavy armored vehicles began to aim and shoot. The brass bullets with powerful kinetic energy tore through the air, leaving behind sharp and harsh white cloud marks.

Tongues of fire poured out, weaving into a dense web.

However, in Sanguinius' field of vision, the trajectory of the bullet was not impossible to judge.

Even without the help of the prophecy ability, with the original body's innate superhuman perception, it is not difficult to dodge bullets at close range in an open space.

She just made a few simple movements to adjust her posture, and the tongue of fire passed by within a hair's breadth.

at the rear.

In the eyes of Radolon and many vampire warriors.

Such quick yet elegant movements are more like dancing under the spotlight, and even more incredible things are yet to come.

Angels—angels of hope, angels of wrath, and angels of destruction—jumped out of the dense fire net and landed lightly next to the hood of the first heavily armored tank.

She leaned down slightly and grabbed the gap on the hood. The muscles on both arms suddenly tightened, and the brass was twisted by the huge force. A teeth-breaking crunching sound was heard, and hot steam gushes out from the torn cracks, like a sharp blade on the neck of an alien. A gaping wound.

Roar!

With an angry roar.

The turret on top of the alien vehicle was forcibly uprooted by the angels.

Two alien mutants with frightened faces were exposed in the air. Everyone was trembling at the destructive power displayed by the angel at this moment - some people were afraid, while others were excited.

Buzz!

The huge barrel is surrounded by angelic arms.

The barrel that brought destruction now became the handle of the giant hammer, and the turret covered with brass and skull became the war hammer wielded by the angel. The huge and rugged war hammer was swung by the angel, and with the roar of the hunter, it hit a heavy armored chariot behind him with a force that was unprecedented in the world.

boom!

That chariot and the abominable mutant inside it.

It twisted, deformed, and then exploded, with flames and thick smoke spurting out from every gap.

Radolon heard the roar, and every warrior of the Vampire tribe was roaring, inspired by a divine power. Fear and despair were swept away, and he launched a fearless charge towards the ferocious mutants who were standing there.

"These damn bastards, this doesn't fit into my battle plan!"

Radolon grinned and cursed in his mind.

But when he smashed the head of a mutant, he was shocked to realize that before he knew it, he had charged to the forefront of the battlefield.