Chapter 772: Damn it! Guilliman challenges!
Just as the Transformers were engaged in a fierce battle with the enemy on the front battlefield and artillery fire was raging, Guilliman had already led the members of the Honor Guard and arrived at Jura's location as quickly as lightning.
"Are you Guilliman?" Jura waved his hand casually and threw the heavy body of a Space Marine away as easily as throwing a rag.
Her eyes, which were flashing with a strange purple light, were fixed on Guilliman standing in front of her, revealing an elusive look.
"Hmph, your descendants kept talking about you before they died, shouting something like "for Ultramar, for Guilliman". It's ridiculous!" Jura's face was full of disdain, as if he was full of contempt for Guilliman and everything he represented.
Then, she snapped her fingers lightly as if nothing had happened.
In an instant, accompanied by a creepy rustling sound, thousands of huge, ferocious and terrifying elite fighting insects surged out from the surrounding ruins like a tide.
These insects were all baring their fangs and their sharp claws flashed coldly in the sun. They instantly surrounded Guilliman and the Primarch's guards, forming an airtight encirclement.
"Kill them..." Yura gave the order to kill coldly and ruthlessly.
After hearing this order, countless elite fighting insects let out deafening roars, streams of green mucus spurted out of their mouths, and raging anger burned in their eyes.
Then, these horrible creatures pounced on Guilliman and others like mad beasts.
"For Ultramar!" Faced with the aggressive Zerg, dozens of battle-hardened and victorious Space Marines showed no fear.
They shouted slogans in unison, holding all kinds of powerful weapons in their hands, and faced the surging sea of insects without hesitation.
For a moment, the two sides engaged in close combat, the clanging sound of metal colliding was endless, blood was splattered everywhere, and the battle was extremely brutal.
However, this situation was limited to the Zerg. To the members of the Ever-Victorious Army, the so-called elite fighting Zergs were even less threatening than the combat servitors they faced during their daily training.
A member of the Ever-Victorious Army casually swung the battle axe in his hand. In an instant, more than a dozen elite fighting insects that tried to approach him quietly were torn into pieces as easily as fragile papers.
Under the fierce bombardment of dense rain-like explosive bombs and blazing plasma beams, these members of the ever-victorious army displayed cold-blooded and efficient killing methods.
For these members of the Ever-Victorious Army, this battle was like slaughtering a group of pigs and dogs that had no power to resist. They brutally slaughtered the dense swarm of insects before them.
At this moment, Guilliman had already focused all his attention on Yura not far in front of him.
He had a stern expression, his left hand tightly grasping the sincere dagger that symbolized loyalty and courage, while his right hand steadily aimed the grenade launcher hanging above and below the Hand of Domination at Yura's huge body.
Immediately afterwards, a burst of rapid and deafening explosions rang through the sky: "Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!..."
As a series of thrilling bomb explosions suddenly rang out, an extremely fierce, bloody and cruel life-and-death battle officially began.
Guilliman rushed towards Jura in two steps at a time like an arrow shot from a bow.
The extremely sharp sword in his hand flashed with cold light, and he aimed it straight at the beautiful and cold face under Yura's visor and chopped it down fiercely, as if to split it in two.
"block!"
The sound of metal collision rang out in an instant, and in a flash, the sharp hook on Jura's back instantly became like a nimble tentacle, sweeping towards Guilliman at lightning speed.
However, what was amazing was that Guilliman was able to react so quickly in such a brief moment, directly grasping the hilt of the knife with his backhand, and then chopped it down again with force.
His movements were so fast that Yura had no time to respond effectively.
When Yura finally came to her senses, the sword blade, shining with deadly light, was already within a few microns of her pupil.
The sword was about to touch the hard shell on Yura's face, but at this critical moment, Yura showed amazing agility and decisiveness.
Without hesitation, she leaned back and narrowly avoided the fatal blow. Then, the fungus blanket in her right hand turned into a weapon and stabbed directly at Guilliman.
"Don't even think about it, alien bastard!" With a roar, Guilliman's tall and mighty figure moved as quickly as an indestructible mountain, and his ruling hand blocked in front of Jura with the force of thunder.
The hand was covered with thick and extremely strong armor, like a shield capable of withstanding any attack, successfully blocking this fatal attack for Guilliman.
Immediately afterwards, Guilliman moved closer to Jura again like lightning.
His powerful arms tightly grasped the Hand of Domination, his muscles tensed and veins bulged, and then he used all his strength to smash towards Yura.
There was a loud bang and Yura took the powerful blow head-on.
In an instant, a madly whistling decomposition field swept over like a storm, mercilessly hitting Yura's body.
When the powerful energy came into contact with the shell on Yura's body, it produced a harsh friction sound and dazzling sparks.
In just a moment, Yura's hard shell was torn apart as easily as fragile paper, turning into countless pieces scattered all over the ground.
However, Guilliman did not stop his attack. He continued to move forward with all his strength until he was within reach of Jura.
At this moment, his iron-like hands firmly grasped the shell on Yura's face.
As Guilliman gradually increased the power in his hands, the shell on Jura's face made a horrifying crunching sound.
Finally, after a fierce pull, the piece of shell was torn off by Guilliman.
And Jura's true face hidden under the shell was also exposed to Guilliman without reservation.
"Human? Or subhuman?" Guilliman stared at Jura's face and wondered to himself.
Even though he saw Yura's true face, his eyes were still cold and sharp, and he showed no intention of letting down his guard.
Guilliman then launched a series of attacks, this time making sure he kept the enemy on Macragge.
