In Madias's world, the deadly flames quickly leaped out of his swinging fists and pierced through the enemy's tank group, a traitor, Rieman Ruscheng, was the first to be blasted in the explosion, with its armor instantly ranging from gray to red to white, and then vaporized into a hot, high-heat mist.
Other betrayal vehicles around were also caught in the margins of the explosion range, their tracks were out of control, melting, and the armor plates twisted and flowed like wax.
The next second, the engine and ammunition depot exploded, and the exposed rebels didn't even have time to scream, breaking like bubbles.
The fury of the melt cannon was so fierce that a large pit was knocked out on the road, leaving a vitrified ditch, and two other traitor tanks slid into the ditch, and they crunched and stopped, and smoke emerged from their engines.
The queue was also blocked between the vehicle's wreckage and the still enlarged crater left by the Madias shelling.
Madias' ears buzzed, his mind numb from shock.
He killed a group of heretics, as relaxed as he crushed bugs under his boots, and his excitement was surging and unstoppable.
When a shell passed through his shield and exploded in front of the Knight's chest, causing it to shake, Madias returned to reality in shock.
The Scorpion Thorn rumbled mechanically protested.
"Eliminate heresy!"
Not far away, Oufur also roared, and grinned like a madman while smashing the shells of the combat cannon into the enemy's broken tank.
More traitor vehicles exploded, trapping enemy infantry between the burning wreckage in front and the gluttonous fire sweeping the streets behind.
On Madias's bird, the enemy's runes scattered, the traitors broke through the walls and even tried to dig holes in the hot ground, desperately searching for a safe area.
"Don't let them disperse."
Olga's voice rang out in time.
"clear."
Madias strode forward, looking over the top of the burning traitor tank, his lumber gun began to move, shooting large caliber bullets at the ragged traitor trapped in the street.
Meanwhile, his hot cannon flashed again, igniting the wreckage of nearby buildings and annihilated the infantry who tried to escape through its internal corridors and rooms.
The steel bars melted, the bricks and stones evaporated, and a large stone slab on the front broke and smashed on the enemy's team like an avalanche.
In Madias's bird pirate, other knights also caused equal damage, and the enemy's runes were extinguished like candles in the wind.
The strategic layout diagram shows that the situation on the entire front is the same, and the mobs of the Black Legion cannot match the Knights, and thousands of people died.
A small number of knights said they had received some minor combat damage, but nothing could be repaired by the Relic Guardians. Level 3 sound wave data flashed back and forth between the Astral Arms, and they were preparing to deploy a round of mass artillery to blow up a passage in the central area of the city.
Due to the long-term bombing, there is almost no place to be called a road in Attica City. It is easy to say that the Knight is a bipedal machine, but the Astral Army's tracks and wheeled vehicles cannot be driven in at all.
The fleet has completed their mission, and now the Imperial army will clear the enemy's hidden bunkers and ground passages as much as possible.
When the last enemy runes disappeared, Madias slowly retreated to the crossroads to observe the casualties caused by him and his comrades.
“Is this what it means to be a knight?”
He murmured in awe, pride and excitement burning in his heart.
“It means death to our enemies.”
“This means responsibility.”
Olga's voice was calm, and almost no one could exert his power like this without feeling at all.
Madias' heart was pounding. The whispers of the soul had turned into a hustle and bustle. Although it was blurry, it was definitely congratulations, full of bloodthirsty excitement.
It wants to fight again and feel the god-like power at its fingertips.
"Kids, the area has been cleared and we are about to move."
Grand Duke Olga's voice sounded again, and his tone sounded calm.
The Arctic Army's armored vehicles were already in place, and the vehicles were parked near the entrance of the block, and the Cadian soldiers were confirming their orders.
"Go closer to me."
Olga's voice echoed in Madias's ears.
"We are going to go along Main Road 47 and go all the way to location 77-9-1, Madias, I want you to take five steps back, cover the left wing, Ouford, walk four steps ahead to me, cover the right wing, and match the rhythm, let the Cadians accept this."
"Everyone is up to your throne, we have received the order to support the Dark Angels. I don't want any of you to keep up. This will bring shame to our family, a startup group full of history and honor."
Olga said, pausing, and then his voice became low.
"The enemies we are facing are different from before, and you may have to face them close."
Then, all the knights received the same screen.
The next moment, Madias heard the marvel of shock at the image that was now displayed.
The Emperor's Space Marine appears tall and terrifying even in holographic images, but this image is not a pious model or a supporter of the Emperor's Light.
The Astat's black armor was scribbled with strange signs, spikes and hooks stretched out from him, and a screaming demonic face on his shoulders, and the man's face was the most shocking aspect of his appearance—the body was pale, covered with black blood vessels, the glimmering light in his deep eyes, and a pair of curly long horns protruded from his abominable forehead.
"Chaos Space Marine, who swore allegiance to the dark forces attacking the empire we love."
Lord Olga introduced it in disgust.
"Some of you may never have heard of such things, and some may object that such abominable thing cannot exist, or even say that it is heresy to make such statements... So far, you have been allowed to view crimson-level data scroll bars loaded into the briefing list, read them, absorb them, believe and fear them, and if you need to seek spiritual advice, then I can only tell you that this is a Space Marine Traitor, an exiled believer of the gods--they may have been loyal to the Emperor, but even the Space Marines will fall, and that is the face of the enemy we are facing."
Madias knew about Chaos Space Marine. As the default heir to the family, he often followed his father to the team flagship to attend strategic meetings.
Therefore, he was not only not surprised, but also quite excited.
Killing a Chaos Space Marine and killing a mortal heretic is not the same concept.
Jihun was also excited by his impulse to fight.
"Okay, let's go now."
"As for orders, father,"
Madias replied conscientiously, strode to his brothers, who drove the knights through the ruins.