Chapter 1024, Facing the Evil God
Chapter 1024, Facing the Evil God
What kind of monster is the incarnation of Bassol?
Overall, he had a somewhat human-like appearance: a slender torso connected to a head, feet, and hands. Some exposed flesh was visible on his body, pale flesh contrasting with bright red veins, and some metal cables were attached to form a physical body.
Outside the physical body, visible energy pulses through intricate mechanical structures, forming a semi-enclosed mechanical armor and a pair of demonic wings composed of dozens of mechanical arms. Each arm holds a weapon, each with a different form, but all are artifacts forged by Bassol, the evil god who calls himself the 'Creator'.
His outward appearance is not important; it is just an outward appearance.
But it is also crucial because Bassol is a deity, and all of His appearances are likely the outward manifestation of the fundamental power He represents.
The mechanical aspects represent his mastery of mechanical technology as a creator; his twisted body symbolizes his mastery of biotechnology; and the dozens of artifacts embody the technological prowess of the maker…
He is the god of technology.
His fighting style also demonstrated this.
Bombardment, laser beams, molecular cutting, plasma cannons... from the wings formed by his dozens of mechanical arms, attack after attack blasted at all the human troops standing in his way.
Its sweeping efficiency was even far greater than that of the Lionheart!
Ordinary human soldiers are not worth mentioning; trenches, fortresses, and artillery shelters are all meaningless. Fixed firepower bombarding Bassol is blocked by a few protective artifacts; and Bassol can then precisely draw the most suitable weapon to destroy the human positions.
Trenches and artillery shelters would collapse due to the earthquake's shockwaves, burying large numbers of soldiers; semi-permanent fortifications would be directly blown away by ground-penetrating artillery.
Even the largest armored tanks couldn't withstand a single blow from Bassor!
What if we replaced them with Space Marines?
the same alsp.
A Blood Angels Chapter Champion, leading an elite squad, attempted a surprise attack on Bassor at the front lines. Despite the desperate cover of a mortal armored regiment, they ultimately failed to reach Bassor. The Chapter Champion, at least thirty paces from Bassor, was obliterated by an unavoidable plasma cannon blast, his armor and all.
The human forces, which had turned the tide and launched a counterattack after Lionheart landed with tens of thousands of Blood Angel warriors, were thwarted in several key attack areas by the appearance of Bassol.
At that time, Leon happened to be away from the front lines.
He was at the Imperial Army's headquarters on the planet Rainborn when he met with Organron and the high-ranking members of the Death Angels Chapter and its many sub-chapters who had accompanied him.
It was a poignant, admirable, and moving scene of a father and son reuniting.
The Death Angels have different personalities than the Ultramarines; but the loyal Space Marines share a strikingly similar yearning for the return of the Gene Father.
After confirming that Leon's identity was indeed correct, all the offspring of the Angel of Death knelt on one knee.
Arrogant, aloof, and inherently suspicious... these Death Angels, the most mysterious, strangest, and most unconventional of all the Space Marine groups, pledged their loyalty to Lionheart in an instant.
Leon helped them up one by one.
There must always be scenes of filial piety between father and son, even on such a critical battlefield.
Leon also needed a sense of ceremony to formally announce his return to the Angels of Death, to formally declare the absolution of the so-called 'fallen angels,' and to formally take over command of all human armies on this battlefield.
It was during this process that news of Bassor's appearance was relayed.
Strategic points and defensive lines were destroyed one by one with the personal involvement of the incarnation of the evil god.
Leon then announced that he would personally take on the challenge.
This was met with strong opposition from the Angels of Death.
Too dangerous.
But Leon defied all opposition. Only he was capable of confronting the incarnation of the evil god. Anyone else who went would only be doomed.
Unable to dissuade them, the Death Angels could only gather an elite force to join the Blood Angels and the Forgiveness Angels as Leon's guards on the battlefield.
……
The embodiment of Bassol, the ultimate creation that blasphemes technology and life, walks atop a wave of destruction. Its pale, metallic body is enveloped in a visible energy field, and its dozens of mechanical arms, forming "magical wings," lash out wildly. Each swing brings devastating damage.
The twisted forests became even more violent under the power of the evil god. Thick vines, like living pythons, coiled around heavy armored vehicles and slammed them to the ground. Carnivorous plants disguised as trees opened their "petals" covered with sharp teeth and swallowed up the approaching soldiers. The earth itself seemed to possess malice, with irregular and violent tremors causing the charging space marines to stagger. The ground cracked open greedily to devour the lone ones.
The air was thick with the pungent smell of ozone, burnt flesh, and subspace sulfur; the stench of death was so dense it was almost impenetrable.
Just then, a piercing shriek tore through the sky!
The orbital strike from the Angel Expeditionary Fleet descended like divine punishment.
The dense barrage of macro cannon shells, trailing orange-red flames, rained down with pinpoint accuracy on the chaotic army cluster within hundreds of meters of Bassol's avatar, like a meteor shower.
Deafening explosions erupted one after another, the violent shockwaves tearing low-ranking demons and Chaos traitors to shreds. Massive demonic engines disintegrated under the precise barrage of light spears, scattering scorching metal fragments like a torrential rain. The array of light spears from orbit, like blazing swords of judgment, precisely eliminated any follow-up forces attempting to fill the gaps, especially the ranged demonic engines that posed a significant threat to ground infantry, reducing them to burning scrap metal under the barrage of light spears.
But in reality, the losses suffered by the Chaos faction were not as great as they appeared.
Bassol's power lies not only in the combat capabilities represented by this avatar. He is also connected to numerous anti-orbital fire systems on the planet. Many orbital bombardments have been intercepted, and the human fleet's massive and extraordinary bombardment this time should theoretically be far more powerful, numerous, and cover a wider area than currently displayed.
However, after a large number of attacks were intercepted, the firepower that was released was actually calculated to be less lethal.
No matter what, the human fleet made a tremendous effort, even losing the fire support of many warships, and still managed to suppress the "waves" around the evil god for a short time, clearing a death passage full of scorch marks and wreckage to the core in the chaotic battlefield!
"Charge with me!" Leon's roar was like a thunderclap!
Clad in dark green power armor, his lion-mane cloak billowing in the wind, Lionheart was like a bolt of lightning tearing through the darkness, the first to emerge from the concealed trench. His speed surpassed the limits of mortal comprehension; the heavy power armor seemed weightless on his body. The Lionheart Sword—the divine weapon that had accompanied him in battle for millennia, engraved with ancient runes and the imperial emblem—blossomed brilliantly in his hand.
Behind him was a torrent of desperate resistance!
Organron led the Death Angels' most elite fearless veterans and Terminator squad, clad in heavy tactical fearless armor or Terminator armor, like a mobile steel fortress, their chainsaw swords roaring and their storm bomb guns spewing flames of vengeance.
The Fallen Angels guard, pardoned by Leon and clad in black armor and red insignia, unleashed astonishing combat power. Like the deadliest shadow, they precisely sliced through the Chaos elites who attempted to intercept them with agility and ruthlessness far exceeding that of ordinary Space Marines.
The champion swordsmen of the Blood Angels brandished their power swords, letting out fearless battle cries. Their bright red paint stood out against the smoke and fire as they used their ferocious melee combat to hold back the enemies surging from their flanks.
Leon has only one goal—that embodiment of blasphemy!
He ignored the stray bullets and demonic attacks that came his way, and the Lion King Sword in his hand transformed into an impenetrable curtain of light, precisely deflecting deadly energy beams or cleaving in two the onrushing, mechanized flesh-and-blood hounds and blood-releasing demons.
His steps did not falter in the slightest; each step landed in the gaps between explosions and in the troughs of tremors. With the Primarch's almost precognitive combat instincts, he precisely avoided one potentially fatal attack after another.
"How dare you face the wrath of the Creator!" The synthesized voice of Bassor, incarnate, mocked with electronic noise, and dozens of mechanical arms suddenly turned and locked onto Leon, who was charging at high speed!
In an instant, a destructive storm descended!
More than ten robotic arms fired simultaneously! This was no longer a sweeping attack, but a deadly, all-encompassing blockade specifically targeting Leon!
High-energy laser beams intertwined to form a scorching web of death, attempting to seal off all of Leon's escape routes;
The shockwave cannon shook the earth, creating tumbling waves of debris and irregular cracks in the ground, disrupting his balance;
The most insidious part was the several silent molecular cutting lines that could distort light, like invisible blades, silently slicing towards Leon's joints and the connection between his power backpack!
Leon's amazing combat skills and intuition were brought to their fullest potential!
He narrowly escaped the intersection of several laser beams in an almost impossible situation. The scorching beams grazed his breastplate, leaving scorch marks, but failed to harm him.
Facing the crumbling earth and the rolling boulders beneath his feet, he leaped high into the air, and with a swift motion, the Lion King Sword cleaved down, splitting the oncoming boulder in two. The rubble whistled past him.
Along with it, a Chaos Titan that had been blocking his path was also severed.
(End of this chapter)
