Chapter 1088: The Fallen Angels

Corax stretched his body out like a long stick supporting the sky and earth. Jaghatai looked up and admired Corax's control over the nature of the warp.

"Are you sure this method will work?" Jaghatai asked.

Corax did not answer out loud, but formed an OK gesture with shadows.

Jaghatai shook his head, put his hands together, and pointed to the sky. Thinking about his most desperate moment in his heart...

A trace of white lightning bloomed from Jaghatai's fingertips, extending straight to the sky, and then bloomed like fireworks. Corax screamed in coordination, then shook off the shadows and fell like rain, and finally turned into a black raven standing on Jaghatai's shoulder and combing its feathers.

"That's enough." Corax screamed confidently.

Outside, the stingy master was quickly analyzing what he had just seen. The gravity towing cannon did provoke the hostility of the black ghost thing, but how should the white light and explosion behind it be explained?

"Boss! I think that black ghost was killed by the gravity traction cannon! That white light is self-destruction! Just like a bloated Squig!" The farts were clamoring, listening to the messy mind of the stingy master.

"No hurry, let's wait here for a while and see what happens." The stingy master clapped his hands, and the only sound in the control room was the humming of the machine.

One hour, two hours...

Even by the current orc standards, the stingy master's waiting was extremely patient.

There was no sign of the black ghost's movement, and the stingy master finally believed the farts' advice.

That ghost was indeed dead, killed by the gravity traction cannon, or crushed to death!

Tsk... If I had known it was so simple, I would not be afraid of anything.

The stingy master was in high spirits, and with a wave of his hand, the entire team of orcs drove in. The huge metal ball made by the gravity drag cannon was also lifted by the Titan and put into the box.

Finally, I saw the sports cars with roaring engines installed in the mouths of the racing boys. There were seven of them, quietly inserted in a pile of rubble, waiting for the orcs to pull them out.

Just like picking mushrooms, it is a good thing...

The stingy master pushed aside the mechanic boy who was operating the crane and sat on it to control it. Just when he was concentrating, the hunting of the Space Marines would also begin.

The first to act were the disguised Alpha agents. They relied on the simple reasons of being hungry and going to the toilet to run around in the orc garbage mountain and placed many bombs.

Boom boom boom!

The explosion shook the stingy control room constantly. Before he could stare and curse, the Alpha agent's gun was against his forehead, and behind him were many orcs who were killed silently.

Before the stingy could say anything, the trigger was pulled. A blast of hot plasma overloaded the stingy's personal shield at close range, and the remaining heat flow directly burned the stingy's cheeks, and even the bones inside were charred and blackened.

"Ahhhhhhh!" He howled in pain and punched hard. The Space Marines with the power crusher didn't dare to take it with their bodies, so they could only dodge and raise their guns to shoot at the gaps left by the stingy.

The blue plasma ball penetrated the armor and flesh, making the inside of the stingy body a mess. Under the assassination of Alpha Agent, the Great Master died in this unclear way.

The ambush outside was even more successful. The bomb set in advance caused a metal skeleton of the dome to fall and hit directly into the orcs' ranks.

No matter whether it was a tank or something else, it was crushed to pieces under the pressure of such a giant. The Dark Raven appeared from the shadows and cut off the orcs' retreat. The White Scars rushed down the ramp, and the lightning-fast attack left the orcs no time to organize a counterattack.

The orcs were wiped out, and the losses of the Ravens and White Scars were negligible. There were many more pieces of junk here that were very useful and precious to the orcs. Alpha Agent changed his appearance and pretended to be the subordinates of the stingy master to run to other orc camps, and tearfully told the orc master masters who were deeply in debt crisis how much they had lost in the factory.

Some master masters hesitated, and some master masters thought they could take a gamble. In the following days, this factory became a fishing spot for Corax and Chagatai, just waiting for the orc to dive in and never get out.

The Ravens and White Scars behind the defense line can only play a limited role in containment. After all, the number of these two legions is still too small compared to other legions. The scale of the war in the offensive area where Guilliman, Sanguinius, and Lion are located is quite large.

The gap of more than 50 kilometers was filled by more than ten Titans of the Orcs. From a distance, it looked like a moving wall.

This scale of war is also the time for Lin Fan's rule ability to play out. The super-strong attack that is enough to kill with one blow will become weak under the influence of the rules. Those attacks that are weak enough not to scratch the paint surface will be strengthened to be able to effectively kill.

Ryan held a heavy sword and wore a winged lion helmet. It looks majestic and cannot be offended. Although there is no such rule, the Star Army still thinks that if they look up at Ryan, they will be shot for the crime of disrespect.

Behind him followed the Dark Angels, and the Fallen Angels who were stripped of their heretic titles and returned to the Legion.

As Aurora said, Ryan's Fallen Angel Plan to save the empire from a bad ending became a complete disaster.

Some fallen angels know the heavy fate they carry, and have tried their best to ensure the balance of power for thousands of years to avoid the arrival of the end.

Some fallen angels are traitors who act recklessly under the name of a name, and they know nothing about the Lion King's plan.

Some fallen angels are not even the Lion King's people, because they are suspected and hunted by the Dark Angels. Until Ryan was revived, these unlucky people who were called and killed by the Dark Angels did not figure out what the hell the fallen angels are.

The messy organization made Ryan very irritated. He felt that his ideas were good, but there were obvious mistakes in the execution. He was not good at what Aurora was good at, and this must be admitted.

How did the fallen angels become what they are now? Ryan thought about this question for a long time. After taking over the current Dark Angels and recruiting the fallen angels, he gradually sorted out the context of the development of the matter.

First of all, the First Legion itself is very complicated, and the most worthy of criticism is the overlapping internal security system.

Even the logistical checklist Guilliman himself had written was a light, easy-to-understand children's book by comparison.