Chapter 106 The Light of the Emperor

Kazama Liuli's face turned pale, and she tightened her grip on the laser rifle in her hand.

If interstellar battleships and armored giants were still within his acceptance range.

Wherever he came, he could only see countless sharp sickle-shaped insect swarms all over the mountains and plains, which made him feel a little nervous.

"How long will it take for it to end..."

Kazama Liuli looked at the bright yellow figures fighting in the sea of ​​insects in the distance, and the thought of killing each other had long since disappeared.

All he wanted now was to end this nightmare as soon as possible.

But what he didn't notice was that there was a strange and ferocious insect in the sky that was wrapped in white light, with a huge head but a slender body, and was attracted by his fear.

…

The sky is also densely populated with all kinds of ferocious Tyranid creatures, including gargoyles, sky demons, flying warriors...

The evacuation of the Lamenters encountered huge obstacles, and escorting fighter groups continued to crash.

At the same time, after suffering the first round of ruthless blows, the Tyranids' ground forces began to intensify their offensive, and hatching spores continued to fall from the biological mothership in orbit that cast a huge shadow on the ground.

The current air defense force of the Human Front can only rely on the laser guns in hand, and anti-aircraft artillery fire has long ceased to exist.

The progress of Katos and his Champion Guards in killing node creatures has become slower and slower. As more and more spores hatch, the swarm's troops have also evolved, and the node creatures have changed from Tyranid warriors. Became the chief warrior, then the sadistic queen——

Katos roared, and the power backpack behind him gave him powerful jumping power.

He leaped high and stabbed the Sadist Queen's head with the "Price of Victory", and the hard chitinous carapace was destroyed by the decomposition force field of vague blue energy.

Another node creature dies.

"We're kind of alone in the deep end, champion warriors."

reminded his champion guard, Felto.

"How long will it take to evacuate?"

Katos pulled out his spear, turned around and fought with a Tyranid warrior who came over with superb skills.

Kill, kill, kill some more.

The black flames reignited.

The Tyranid warrior failed to vomit the deadly acid before it died, and Katos's spear point twisted through its jaw and killed it.

"I'm afraid it will take another thirty minutes."

Felto replied.

"Then let's retreat and buy them some time."

Katos said.

Even though they spent most of their time killing enemies with chainswords or power weapons, their bolt bombs were running out of ammunition due to the overwhelming number of Zerg enemies.

Heavy fire from Destroyer Squadrons and Land Raiders covered their retreat.

…

Katos took off his badly damaged tactical helmet, revealing his handsome and resolute face, with a golden nail shining brightly on the forehead of his skull.

This is a service spike, meaning he has served with the Lamenters Chapter for a hundred years.

The air was filled with the nauseating stench of Tyranid blood, and Katos seemed to be suddenly unaware. He took a look at his helmet - the eyepiece had been cracked, and a shocking scratch almost split the face of the helmet in half.

The one who created this scar was the powerful sadistic queen just now.

Not only the helmet, but also his finely crafted power armor was covered with various scratches and traces of strong acid corrosion, and the Weeper's logo on the shoulder armor had also become pitted.

Night fell—double darkness, but not because the satellite had its back to the sun, but because the sky was obscured by clouds of smoke and spores and orbiting insect swarms.

On the horizon, tentacle-like supply ships poked out of the void, held up by huge vein-filled bladders of air.

The rapid expansion of the bladders rumbled like rubbery bulges across the plains, and capillary towers had risen from the ground to feed the Hive Mothership's appetite, like vast chimneys as grand as any Imperial industrial structure.

They are spewing out moving clouds of spores and microorganisms to aid the hive mothership's digestion.

This satellite has reached the final stage of digestion by the Hive Mind, and it will begin to taste all the biomass on this satellite——

Including the node creatures killed by Katos and the others, all corpses will be recycled - they are just soulless killing puppets controlled by the Hive Mind, and the dead bodies can be recycled to create new bodies.

This is the powerlessness and despair that the Imperial Army feels when fighting the Tyranids. For the Hive Will, as long as the biomass recovered is greater than the biomass consumed, it is victory.

Today, only the last tiny piece of biomass is still struggling on the satellite, mixed with an iron will that is too hard to swallow.

The insect tide surrounded this isolated island, but did not attack immediately - they did not have the emotion of fear, and sometimes when they retreated on the battlefield, it was often for a better attack.

In other words - waiting for a powerful node creature to give orders.

For example, the insect nest tyrant in the distance is as huge as a hill.

Although it looks like a bigger and more ferocious Tyranid warrior.

In fact, it is the most dangerous of all ground creatures in the Great Devourer. It possesses a high degree of intelligence and is the embodiment of the hive mind.

If the Weeper wants to evacuate next... I'm afraid someone will have to stay here to rear.

"It's time to retreat, brother champion."

"We can't stay here any longer."

The Lamenter brothers reminded in a deep voice.

They saw the determined eyes of the youngest champion brother in the war group and knew what he was thinking.

"You take them away, I will give you the rear."

Katos shook his head, "This is my responsibility as a champion."

"This won't work... The Lamenters Chapter needs your leadership in the future."

"You can't die here."

Tyrese said in a deep voice.

"There are brothers and seniors who are older and more experienced than me in the war group. This is not a reason."

"Don't waste unnecessary time and leave with the remaining people and brothers."

Katos's voice became colder. Every second wasted, the people and servants behind him would have less chance of escaping.

"..."

The warriors looked at each other for a few times, then finally put down their weapons and gave the final holy blood ceremony to Katos:

"May your soul return to Saint Les's side."

"You also leave."

Katos said to his champion guards.

"If the champions are no longer here, what are the champion guards doing?"

Brother Tyrese laughed heartily.

"I will fight side by side with you until we die a beautiful death together."

Brother Angel said.

"good."

Katos nodded and looked at the ferocious insect tyrant in the distance:

"Then let us move on and die a beautiful death together for the people we cherish."

He punched his chest with his fist, regained control of the price of victory, and charged towards the endless sea of ​​insects ahead:

"For the Emperor! For Holy Leth!"

"For the Emperor! For Holy Leth!"

The champion guards shouted, following their champion into the alien sea.

Their roar could not be concealed even by the roar of several Thunderhawk gunships as they took off.

The power backpack is activated at full power, and the machine soul of the power armor seems to feel the owner's anger and sadness, displaying it in its most perfect state.

Katos's speed reached the extreme. He held the price of victory in one hand and a chain sword in the other, fighting crazily in the ocean of the insect nest.

Kill, kill, kill some more.

The black fire of anger is burning brightly.

His champion guards also fell into a rage, fighting the aliens with the weapons in their hands. When the weapons were broken, they used their palms...

But despite their rage, defeat was certain.

One by one, Katos's champion guards fell.

Tyrese was cut in half by a chief warrior;

Angel was picked up by dozens of sky demons and torn apart in the air;

A ball of acid fired by a blaster melted Feltor...

When Katos rushed to the front of the Hive Tyrant to face it and its Tyrant Guards, he was the only one left, and his brothers who had fought with him for hundreds of years were all dead.

His exquisite power armor was also in pieces, and the hateful little Tyranid creatures were gnawing at his superhuman body, trying to get into his body and taste the delicious angel blood.

But Katos didn't realize it. There was anger burning in his eyes. The Hive Tyrant was taller than the Dreadnought. Its body was covered with thick and ferocious chitin carapace, and its fists were connected with four matching spirit bones. The blade is sharp and heavy at the end, cruel like a cutter.

Lamenter Champion Katos faces the Hive Tyrant.

……Or.

Sangres faces Horus.

"Horus! You traitor! You betrayed us!"

After tenaciously enduring the torture of the Black Rage for more than a dozen times, Katos actively embraced the Black Rage in his rage.

The biggest drawback of the Weeper Chapter's gene-seed has been fully manifested decades ago. Because of their soft hearts, they will suffer even more when they are tortured by the Black Rage.

In psychic visions, Horus the Deceiver stood on the battlefield as gigantic as a giant, his charismatic smile making him ruthless.

Arrogance replaces self-confidence, wisdom shines in the noble eyes, where the corrupted power of the ancient evil god burns...

The power of rage made him frantically launch a desperate attack on the Tyrant Guards.

The dark fury is engulfing his consciousness, reaching the edge of darkness with the fall of Saint Les, the father of genes.

Katos felt a suffocating darkness, but not without hope.

He recalled that when he was a humble human slave, Katos Huggins was killed by an orc to save him.

He cried and couldn't understand why a noble warrior who had been fighting for hundreds of years would die to save a humble slave like him.

…

But now, he has no regrets.

"What the Emperor protects is everything we value."

Katos' consciousness gradually blurred, darkness tainted everything in the world, and his soul was leaving his body. Behind the curtain of the real space, something was whispering, staring greedily at his soul.

dark.

dark.

A little light.

The golden shining light dispelled all darkness and illuminated everything around him.

In the distance, a noble angel flapped his white and holy wings and hovered in the sky. Countless dirty and ugly aliens were purified by the angel's sword.

"Oh my god...Holy Lennox..."

murmured the soul of Katos, lying in the warm, soft golden light.

But an even more dazzling golden light appeared.

Then came the thunder, the thunder of stars being born and dying.

The light also turned into lightning among the nebulae. It was still golden, the purest gold.

That was the golden light coming from the throne.

And that thunder - that was the voice of a certain supreme being, so great that the sound could not bear it, and so profound that words could not explain it.

"For humanity, become my sword."

The great will declares to Katos.

Katos took a deep breath, and Soul stretched out his hand to hold the golden lightning.

"boom!"

The Devlan-3 satellite lit up with a golden light that was more dazzling than the sun, and the worm hive mothership hovering above the orbit of the satellite was penetrated by a golden sword burning with fire through the huge hull!

The mothership let out a wail, burning flames falling towards the satellite's surface.

Another sword blade passed by, and bright golden sword marks were drawn in the sky above the world of Devlan II, and countless Hive Fleets were reduced to ashes.

…

"!!!"

Katos woke up suddenly and saw the black solid wall in front of him.

The golden light wings behind him became more solid and shining.