Just when Soshyan was startled by Lord Magyar's voice, another voice intervened.
"We heard about the stalemate in the war on the Pavilion Star. Although we were far away, we came here after discussion. We once made an oath to watch each other, didn't we?"
The voice of Chapter Master Titus of the Ranger Warriors was clear and loud.
"but--"
"Don't worry, the Weepers have volunteered to guard Nathan IV."
As if he knew what Soshyan was going to say, Mazhar spoke reassuring words first.
As he spoke, the Thunder Eagle began to land, and before it even landed, the hatch had already opened.
Soldiers wearing gray-green power armor and blue-white power armor jumped down from the hatch and jumped into battle immediately.
Lord Magyar also jumped down from the thunder eagle while brandishing his war scythe.
"Heretics! Come and die!"
Loud laughter and roars complement each other on the battlefield.
Seeing his allies arriving, Soshyan was excited, but when he lowered his gaze, his heart became cold.
Zagshin, who was originally thought to be dead, is actually alive!
And it started to slide on the ground at high speed like a snake, and soon flew to a hundred meters away.
"Soshiyang, hey, I remember your words, someone will come to you, they will -"
Zagsin's gloomy voice echoed in his ears, and then all the soldiers of the Black Legion began to retreat.
"Don't let them get away!"
Just as Soshyan was about to command the pursuit, a scream suddenly sounded from the left wing. He immediately turned around and saw an Astral Knight being thrown away by something as huge as himself.
It was wet and smelly, its flesh looked swollen and ghostly pale, and its spine was trailed by spikes dripping with liquid.
The monster roared angrily, like a nightmare creation, the handiwork of a crazy anatomy master. Even its astonishing speed could not conceal its terrifying and ugly shape.
"This is--"
Soshiyang stared closely at the swollen and twisted muscle structure and plastic limbs, and found that the sharp corners of the bones protruding from the flesh were fused together with the remains of some kind of organ, the swollen joints, the pieces of skin swinging up and down, and
The cartilage and flesh created by mutated genes are definitely not the twisted form of ordinary human flesh.
And teeth, so many teeth.
Then it raised its hammer-like fists and slammed down with both fists, smashing the roof of a Chimera tank and its turret into pieces.
"Kill it!!"
The explosive warhead penetrated its unnatural body, blasting off pieces of wet flesh on its back and sides. The thing finally fell to its knees, shattered into pieces, and roared angrily.
Mark fired a explosive bomb at the opponent's head. The monster let out a roar of pain and fell down, but soon struggled to stand up, so he fired two more explosive bombs.
"Burn it to death."
The warrior holding a heavy flamethrower pointed the nozzle at the thing, and a jet of promethium as dazzling as the sun burned its body.
The firelight flickered in the ferocious eyes of more monsters.
At this time Soshyan finally knew where this inexplicable monster came from.
The bodies of those dead Black Legionnaires began to undergo unnatural distortions!
The mutated flesh and blood boiled in their dead armor, and then quickly combined into another more terrifying form, and this form Soshyan had actually heard of.
Ustad once reported that the Second Company encountered this kind of resurrected monster during a mission, which was twisted by Astartes. According to Khayon, this is some kind of genetic technology that has been infected by subspace.
, the carrier is some kind of parasite. (Readers who forget can look back at chapters 979-980)
Unexpectedly, they appeared in large numbers on this battlefield!
The corpses on the ground stood up from the ground as if being pulled by thin strings. Black liquid flowed from the broken armor like turbid ropes, quickly turning the original space warriors into terrifying and mutated beasts.
They all have exposed cartilage and ribs, sharp bony horns piercing out of their flesh, and multiple eyes burning with the rage of mad and wounded beasts.
The compound bolt gun roared, and dozens of explosive shells detonated in the bodies of these attackers.
Soshyan looked at all this and felt the stench of boiling blood and broken intestines.
"What are these things?"
The Magyar lord in the distance also saw all this and asked in surprise.
Twisted, horrific, and abhorrent, he found something horribly familiar in these monsters.
The huge body created by genes, and the traces of hardened carapace hidden under the crazy growth of muscles and bone plates, are simply like taking a space warrior and stuffing it with unnatural growth enhancers, and then roughly throwing it into a vat of life soup.
Medium, stirred together with a mess of unknown ingredients.
Although he didn't know what it was, Lord Magyar, who had experienced many battles and had extensive knowledge, roughly guessed that it was Chaos.
"monster!"
As he spoke, he fired at his target.
"Destroy these bastards."
A few explosive rounds are powerful enough to kill most things, but it takes an entire magazine of explosives to kill them.
Amidst the roar, an ascetic warrior was captured, and under the monster's huge power, his armor was torn into pieces like tearing paper.
Mazar roared angrily, and a monster with six brutal and thick arms rushed over, so he took a small step back and blasted through the monster's face with his fist.
But it didn't stop at all, because it had several other "faces" - one of which was half-buried in layers of flesh that folded repeatedly like a crown, and the other had a "mouth" full of tusks.
At this time, the second one jumped up. It had tendons like steel cables and compound eyes like arachnids.
Magyar's anger almost overwhelmed him, but he was a seasoned warrior and would not give in to his emotions.
He got rid of his primitive impulse and began to attack in blind rage, saving his anger and preparing to vent it on those mutated monsters.
The ascetics suffered certain impacts, but still fought with strict discipline.
That's the difference.
These monsters have no discipline. They just fight independently instead of cooperating in a unified manner.
Although their attack was extremely brutal at first, the battle only started for a moment.
"Shrink formation."
After Magyar's orders were issued, the Space Marines' strict training and discipline began to take their toll on the monsters.
On Soshyan's side, he didn't take these monsters to heart and quickly organized a team to counterattack, quickly strangling all the monsters fighting on their own.
However, these monsters also successfully completed their mission.
The remnants of the Black Legion retreated, away from the battlefield and the loyalist blades.
The 2nd and 3rd companies of the White Temple, which were responsible for blocking the attack, finally took a breather after suffering huge losses. The two company commanders came to meet Soshyan, and then they were arranged to repair in the rear.
After that, Soshyan's eyes turned back to the battle situation.
At first, he thought that the enemy decided to retreat because of the failure of the attack, but when he finally received the communication from the Dark Angel, he realized that this was not the case.
The enemy retreats because their objective has been achieved.