Warhammer: My Mother Sanguinius

Chapter 76 Let’s advance and retreat together and drink the enemy’s blood wine! (please order)

The hall collapsed in the violent explosion, and large pieces of steel fell from the sky with thick smoke and flames.

Roaring explosions and blazing flames enveloped him, and the monster's body looked particularly ferocious against the nightmare environment.

Vulkan's power armor was severely damaged by the blow just now.

The half of the armor on the left chest was dented, and the bones inside were broken. The fragments from the internal cracks penetrated deeply into the muscles of the original body. Vulkan's power armor is full of traces of war and war, and so is he himself.

They are on the iron carpet of war.

Both giants were trapped in the center of the ruins, as if they were in a blazing furnace.

The Beast Emperor's situation was even worse. Vulkan destroyed his left leg, and the black fire of angelic energy charred almost his entire chest. If it weren't for the beast's amazing vitality and the WAAAGH psychic field that continued to heal his injuries, he would have died long ago.

He was bleeding.

The healed muscles merged with the ammunition and armor fragments embedded inside.

Every roar tears apart the wounds that were just glued together.

Scarlet blood burst out from it.

But the pain only made the beast crazier and more dangerous. It rushed towards Vulkan step by step, staggering, but its speed was not slow at all. An angry roar spewed out from the bloody mouth covered with steel and fangs.

"I will crush you and your legions!"

The orc swung his war hammer and smashed it at Vulkan.

Vulkan had already dodged sideways before the giant hammer fell, and the weapon hit the wall behind him heavily, leaving a huge dent in it. Vulkan took the opportunity to pierce the nightcaster into the orc's body, and then turned violently.

White smoke was rising from the armor's surface, and the steel and muscles melted at the same time.

The orc's expression finally showed panic. The slightest movement would cause the wound to burst. The Nightforged sword stirred inside his body, and smelly blood spurted out from the wound. The blood of the orcs has the smell of rotten fungus, which is not pleasant and makes people feel very disgusting.

The beast let out a deafening roar.

It simply ignored its injuries and turned faster.

The war hammer in his hand was swung at an astonishing speed, and a hurricane visible to the naked eye raged across the entire battlefield.

Vulkan's weapon became lodged in the orc's muscle and bone, and he could not free it. Being suppressed by the orcs without weapons and retreating continuously, the situation looked very dangerous. But Vulcan is not alone, the Archangel is the first ray of light that pierces the darkness.

But when necessary.

She can also be a poisonous blade hiding in the darkness waiting to strike.

Uh-huh!

When the beast slowed down due to the tingling pain deep in his muscles, the opportunity the Archangel had been waiting for arrived. She joined the battlefield with unprecedented violence, so fast that even Vulkan could only see a golden afterimage.

Three sword lights flashed and blood spurted out.

The muscles of the orc's arms were cut open and severely injured, and a wound deep enough to the bone appeared on its neck.

"Vulkan, now!"

The angel's wings are spread out, and his long golden hair is burning like fire.

She appeared directly above the Beast Emperor in the posture of a judge, with a stern face and a solemn temperament.

Roar!

Vulkan roared in response.

The Beast Emperor finally sensed the fatal crisis, and he waved the warhammer in his hand in fear to force Vulkan back. But the speed was greatly slowed down by the injuries left by the angel. Vulkan easily dodged it and took the opportunity to pull out the Nightforged sword from the Beast Emperor's ribs.

Uh-huh!

Two sword lights, one black and one red.

The former is top-down and the latter is bottom-up.

Just like the scene where two satellites on the planet Baal pass by each other, it is so beautiful and breathtaking.

Two rays of sword light passed by, and what was separated from them was the head of the beast.

The beast's head was filled with fear and unwillingness, and his mouth full of fangs seemed to be roaring, but no sound came out.

A spectacular fountain of blood gushes out like a volcanic eruption. Vulcan's body is covered in red, and the archangel's ice-white wings are also splashed with red light.

boom!

The body of the beast fell.

The violent tremors silenced the entire battlefield for a moment.

The archangel descended from the sky and stood side by side with Vulcan. Vulkan bent down to pick up the beast's head and held it in his hand.

"Today we are united as one!"

He declared loudly, sharing the joy of victory with every warrior present: "We have passed the test of war, and we have defeated the powerful enemies of the empire. We will advance and retreat together with our brothers, and drink the blood wine of this enemy!" "

"But now, we have to get out of here first!"

The archangel's posture was upright, and even though her wings were stained with blood and ashes, the light on her body was not damaged at all, but became even more dazzling.

A true angel walks the earth.

She will bring punishment and destruction to all enemies of the Empire.

"The termite assault drill has been completely destroyed in the battle just now." Vulgan said, he looked at the ruins where the termite assault drill was with heavy eyes, his dull voice was filled with reluctance, "It is not just a machine, it is It is our reliable comrade-in-arms. Without its extraordinary performance, our victory would have been much more difficult.”

"Although it has died, the legacy it left behind remains."

The angel looked up.

On the left wall, a huge dark tunnel leads straight into outer space. The air roared out of the hole, and there were traces of vaporization and freezing on the metal on both sides.

"The troops coming to support are already on the way."

Vulkan raised the iron felt light in his left hand and let the hordes of beasts be submerged in the plasma cannon: "Although there is no termite assault drill, we can still carve a bloody path on the battlefield when we fight side by side."

"We will!"

A smile appeared on the archangel's face, and his right hand clenched into a fist.

boom!

In the crisp collision of steel.

Two fists, one big and one small, stick together tightly!