Chapter 865 Petos and Torres

Kantarii System

Agricultural World

Santara Star

"What on earth is that thing? The Empire's warships came here to collect taxes just last month! How come they appear again so soon?" People looked up at the sky in panic, only to see a huge black shadow slowly emerging.

This mysterious black shadow covered the sky above the planet Santala like a dark cloud, causing panic and curiosity among everyone on the ground.

Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked up at the sky, trying to figure out where the black shadow came from.

At the same time, the atmosphere in the Astra Militarum garrison on the planet's surface suddenly became tense.

A major of the Astra Militarum Army held the communicator tightly and reported anxiously to the star district government: "An unknown warship appeared in the sky above Santala! The situation is urgent, please send support forces to assist immediately!" The other officers beside him did not dare to delay and quickly and orderly directed the soldiers to prepare for battle.

You know, since the advent of advanced webway technology, the support fleet from the star district government can arrive here in as little as half an hour.

According to the current situation, the Planetary Defense Force and Astra Militarum Army stationed on this planet should be able to withstand the enemy's attack for at least half an hour.

However, they severely underestimated the power of the Chaos Forces.

On the deck of the mysterious warship stood several Chaos Wizards wearing black robes and with gloomy faces.

The distorted chaotic energy light in their hands kept flashing, which was chilling.

At the feet of these Chaos Wizards is a huge magic circle, in which thousands of innocent sacrifices are trapped.

All that could be heard was the Chaos Wizard in the lead muttering something, followed by a low incantation, and a deep purple Warp space crack was torn open.

Immediately afterwards, an irresistible powerful suction force came out from the crack, dragging the entire planet Santala into the terrifying subspace bit by bit.

The purple halo was like a ferocious beast, opening its bloody mouth and instantly swallowing Santala without a trace.

The huge chaotic force was like a surging ocean, causing huge waves and sweeping over this poor planet with an overwhelming force.

At this moment, a huge and ferocious flagship, the Hand of Evil, like a demon leaping out of the abyss of hell, descended from the dark depths of the warp onto the planet Santala, which had been completely swallowed up by the warp.

Mengska walked out slowly in the shadows. He was wearing a power armor that was corroded by the power of chaos and turned extremely black. Every step he took exuded a suffocating evil aura.

He just stood quietly in front of the governor of the planet Santala, staring down at him condescendingly.

Mengska's bewitching voice sounded slowly like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue: "Join us! As long as you are willing to throw yourself into the arms of chaos, we will give you the hope of survival! Let you personally experience the incomparable power of the gods! From now on, you will become a loyal servant of the gods!"

However, facing Mengska's temptation, the planetary governor roared without flinching: "I...Fuck you! Demon!"

Unfortunately, before he could finish his words, a cold light flashed and the sharp blade ruthlessly pierced his chest.

Instantly, blood splattered everywhere, staining his chest red. Then, hideous, stinking demons crawled out of the planetary governor's shattered chest like maggots.

"No! No! Help!" The planetary governor screamed in horror, watching the demons pouring out of his body. He struggled in pain, but it was all in vain.

Seeing this, Mengska shook his head slightly, sighed and said, "That's such a pity... In that case, let these demons tear your soul apart completely." After that, he turned and left, leaving behind blood and despair all over the ground.

"Let all people on this planet become servants of the gods..."

As Monska's voice fell, Petos, Torres, Atorak, and Sachez led the demon army to the planet.

Countless mortals could not withstand the temptation of Chaos and were corrupted by its power, and then turned into twisted chaotic creatures one after another.

A small number of soldiers attempted to fight back, but they were powerless against the Chaos soldiers under Mengska.

"Hahahaha! Those poor and pathetic slaves of the false emperor! This fresh morning should make your rotten blood bloom with the most brilliant colors in the air, and become the embellishment of our victory!" Petos roared like a mad beast, and his body as strong as a mountain rushed towards the defense line formed by several Leman Russ tanks with an overwhelming force.

With an earth-shaking roar and the sound of metal twisting, the extremely solid line of defense collapsed in an instant.

Petos stretched out a strong and powerful arm, easily grabbed one of the Chimera armored vehicles, and then threw it away like a toy.

At the same time, Torres shuttled between the positions of the Astra Militarum like a ghost.

In his hand he held the plague bell that emitted a disgusting stench. Whenever the bell rang, an invisible force of chaos would spread rapidly like a plague.

After coming into contact with this evil force, countless soldiers began to undergo terrible mutations. Their skin gradually rotted, their muscles swelled and festered, and they eventually turned into Nurgle zombies who had lost their minds and only cared about killing.

"Hehehe, my lovely children, come into the warm arms of your loving father! He will give you endless love and care..." Torres's originally ugly and pus-covered face now revealed a creepy smile. To him, the tragic scene before his eyes was nothing but a carnival feast.

However, not everyone is willing to succumb to such fear.

Not far away, a brave and fearless officer witnessed his comrades around him suffering from misfortune, his heart filled with grief and despair.

But he did not choose to retreat or escape. Instead, he drew the pistol from his waist without hesitation and resolutely pointed the gun at his head.

"Bang!" A crisp gunshot pierced the air, but the officer's hand that pulled the trigger fell down weakly at the last moment.

His wide-open eyes were filled with unwillingness and anger as he stared straight at Torres, who was still smiling in front of him, as if he wanted to curse this demon with his last look.

But even so, Torres remained unmoved. He continued to move forward with a brisk pace, responding to the screams and cries for help from all around him with his disgusting laughter.

The entire battlefield has turned into a living hell, and these two demons from the Chaos camp are enjoying the pleasure brought by this bloody massacre.