Chapter 943 Ending
"boom!"
A deafening roar was heard, as if the whole world was shaking.
I saw a huge airborne capsule falling rapidly like a meteor, smashing through the magnificent and solid ceiling of the palace with the force of thunder.
In an instant, rubble flew everywhere, smoke and dust filled the air, and the originally solemn and peaceful palace instantly fell into chaos and panic.
Accompanied by billowing smoke, more than a dozen figures filed out of the airdrop chamber.
They are dressed in tough new Terminator armor and serve as spearhead troops. They are well-trained and agile, and they pounce on the enemy without hesitation as soon as they appear.
At the same time, the Supreme Guards in charge of guarding the palace did not show any weakness. They tightly grasped spears that flashed with mysterious energy, shouted slogans, and rushed towards the Space Marines like a tide.
For a moment, the chainsaw axes and spears collided in the air, emitting bursts of harsh metal friction sounds and dazzling sparks. The two sides engaged in a thrilling life-and-death contest.
Every minute and every second, there were Supreme Guards falling screaming on the cold, hard floor, and their blood dyed the ground beneath their feet red.
However, the remaining guards had no intention of retreating. Instead, they fought more bravely and vowed to protect the palace until the last moment.
As the last Supreme Guard fell to the ground, the leading officer touched the blood on his helmet viciously.
"Continue the attack!" the leading officer roared loudly.
His voice resounded throughout the battlefield like thunder, inspiring the dozen or so Terminator team members behind him to move forward courageously.
After receiving the order, the Space Marines quickened their pace and launched a more fierce attack towards the depths of the palace like a tiger descending from the mountain.
And tens of thousands of meters above the ground, in the orbit of this planet, an equally brutal battle was drawing to a close.
The once indestructible orbital fortress has now become riddled with holes and crumbling, with countless debris floating in the dark and boundless space.
In the ruins, Huigui collapsed to the ground covered in blood. He raised his head with difficulty, his eyes fixed on the figure in front of him who looked like a demon god - Angron.
Angron's pupils were emitting a chilling golden light, as if it could penetrate all obstacles; he held the blood-stained chainsaw axe tightly in his hand, and scarlet blood continued to drip from the axe blade onto the ground, forming a shocking pool of blood.
"Bang bang bang bang!!!"
Huigui used all his strength to raise the pulse pistol in his hand and shot wildly at Angron.
Blue beams of light rushed out like lightning, but instantly disappeared after hitting the thick and solid armor on Angron's body, unable to cause any substantial damage to him.
Seeing that his attacks were ineffective, Huigui's heart was filled with despair and unwillingness.
The Nova God gazed at Return, wondering in his heart whether to give him more powerful powers.
However, at this moment, Yang Cheng had already made up his mind that he would personally join in this fierce battle.
Because Yang Cheng knew very well that before embarking on the journey to the Warhammer world, all potential threats must be completely eliminated.
Only in this way can we ensure that everything goes smoothly and that the mission is accomplished without any mistakes.
So, without hesitation, he rushed into the subspace filled with chaos and darkness.
Suddenly, a dazzling golden light lit up, like a bright golden sun breaking through the endless darkness of the subspace.
This ray of light came from the courageous Yang Cheng! Behind him, followed closely by hundreds of millions of brave spirits of the Cursed Legion.
They poured into the depths of the warp with great momentum, like a surging torrent.
“Nova God?”
Yang Cheng's mountain-like figure stood tall, looking down at the new star god who was as tiny as an ant in front of him.
Yang Cheng's whole body was burning with raging golden flames, and dazzling light was blooming from him, like a scorching sun.
“Mara…Mara…”
The New Star God looked at the giant tens of millions of light years tall in front of him with horror. At this moment, Yang Cheng was like an insurmountable mountain, standing there quietly, staring at him silently.
"I told you, you can't escape..."
Yang Cheng's voice was like rolling thunder, echoing in the vast subspace.
As he finished speaking, an invisible force swept out with overwhelming force, instantly crushing billions of stars around it into pieces, turning them into tiny specks of starlight that dissipated into the universe.
The new star god, who was hit by this terrifying force, knelt down in pain in the void, his body trembling.
At this moment, four malicious gazes were cast at the same time, focusing on the area where the fierce battle was in full swing.
From the deepest part of the dark and abstruse Warp space, there were bursts of evil laughter and howling. These voices from unknown existences intertwined together to form an evil melody for this thrilling battle.
"Wait, it will be your turn soon..."
Yang Cheng turned his head suddenly, and his sharp eyes shot like lightning towards the mysterious corner hidden in the shadow.
However, after just a brief glance, he quickly retracted his gaze and once again focused all his attention on the new Star God who was already in a desperate situation before him.
"The revenge and destruction of mankind has finally returned..."
As the new star god's creepy and extremely piercing howl rang out, the entire universe seemed to tremble.
Su Cheng was seen holding the giant sword that was flashing with cold light tightly in both hands, raising it high, and then swinging it down with the force of thunder!
In an instant, a dazzling sword light streaked across the dark void and struck the body of the New Star God as fast as lightning.
With just a crisp "crack" sound, the body of the New Star God was split in half by this powerful force in an instant!
At the same time, a brilliant golden flame gushed out from the sword, like a roaring dragon galloping through the subspace.
This blazing flame contained endless energy, which not only burned and distorted the surrounding space, but also seemed to ignite time, throwing it into chaos.
However, faced with such a horrifying scene, the four mysterious figures laughed even more wildly.
First there was a sharp and piercing laugh, and then a blue flame swept in like a surging tsunami, instantly engulfing billions of galaxies.
The demons that were originally baring their fangs and claws had no time to react before they were mercilessly ignited by the blazing flames. They struggled in pain, but to no avail, and eventually they were reduced to ashes in the flames.
And the spiritual energy is like an invisible hammer, smashing hard into the souls of these demons, crushing them completely and burning them to ashes.
Then, another more sinister and cunning laugh was heard.
This time, along with the evil laughter came a cloud of deadly poisonous mist.
The poisonous fog spread rapidly like a plague, and wherever it went was filled with the smell of death and decay.
Billions of Nurgle demons are hiding in this poisonous fog, running rampant in every corner.
When the third evil laugh echoed on the battlefield, the pungent smell of blood immediately spread.
The bright red blood gushed out continuously like a flood, and soon gathered into a vast sea of blood.
One planet after another slowly sank in this sea of blood and was swallowed by the endless blood.
Finally, as the fourth evil laugh sounded, a purple gas of joy began to spread quietly.
This strange gas possesses a unique magic that makes more and more subspace creatures involuntarily indulge in it and unable to extricate themselves.
They lost themselves in joy, gradually lost their minds, and became victims of this feast of killing.
