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It said that its mouth opened and closed, revealing large front teeth that gleamed like platinum.
Karas felt a buzzing in his ears; he could almost hear what that damned green skin was about to say next—
Karas is not a prophetic psyker, but his potential can be unlocked at the necessary time.
He saw the green-skinned creature and said…sprays of saliva from its enormous, clumsy green beak…According to human morality, this is my personal request…I only wish to see the two who raised and educated us back then…
Time suddenly slowed down.
Karas's lips trembled as he watched the green-skinned creature's throat quiver slightly, about to utter the first syllable of its sentence—No—this must not be!!!
"According to humankind—"
"Fire! Fire!!!"
Karas let out a sharp, piercing siren as he slammed his fist on the command console, shouting those words at the entire Death Guard.
Fortunately, the Death Guard's fighting instincts had already outpaced their unresponsive minds!
Combat cannons, twin-barreled heavy-explosive lances, flamethrowers... the Death Guard's fortifications near the Cathedral opened fire simultaneously, and the roar of engines echoed from behind the Cathedral as the first Stormbird Company took off.
Because they need to cooperate with other legions, the Death Guards are not using their signature biological weapons for the time being, and the light from the Gauss rapid-fire cannons is so inconspicuous amidst the rain of flames and lasers.
The words abruptly ceased as a hail of bullets illuminated the dim sky. The front tooth seemed to sigh almost imperceptibly as it gazed at the iron dome composed of bullets and lasers.
Then, it burst into a dazzling laugh, openly welcoming the barrage of comments.
"Haha ...
A deafening roar of WAAAAAAAGH!!!
A sudden gust of wind arose! Karas stared in disbelief as all the physical bullets were overturned by the howling wind, while the laser attacks were all intercepted by some kind of psionic energy network.
This green-skinned lord's use of psionic energy has reached an unimaginable level!
Hades—you idiot—what the hell did you raise?!
Karas received the status of the frontline soldiers. The sonic attack alone, mixed with psionic energy, caused most of the soldiers to experience symptoms such as bleeding from their ear canals and temporary confusion.
Damn it—damn it!
Karas was almost bursting with anger. He immediately assessed the situation: Baal's strong psychic energy field was definitely not conducive to the cult of the underworld's suppression of spirits.
Meanwhile, the Underworld Cult has been unable to contact Hades' Dark Realm. Given the current situation, they must resort to psionic energy!
Only psychic energy can defeat psychic energy! Let that idiot Hades go with the wind!
"You guys defend, provide fire support to the front lines."
Karas said to the other two who were silent, "The main force on the Holy Church's side is the Death Guard and the Ultramarines."
Karas cannot allow such a bomb to fight the Ultramarines. A few casual words from that green-skinned man will determine whether Karas will ever have the face to face other legions again!
"I'll go hold him back."
Blood seeped from between Karas's clenched teeth. Even the strongest defenses became pale and powerless in the face of a psionic creation that nearly surpassed the Primarch.
If no troops take the initiative to attack, then this green-skinned creature alone can tear a gaping hole in the defenses here that can never be closed!
Now they have to face not only the Greenskins, but also Khorne!
Karas believed that once the green-skinned creature tore open a breach, the Khorne forces, led by Alpha, would immediately arrive.
This weakness must not be exploited!
The snipe and the clam fight, while the fisherman benefits. Karas had cursed these idiots countless times in his heart. He knew what Alpha was planning, but in this situation, Karas had no choice but to go!
If the Death Guard doesn't break that green-skinned creature—the Death Guard's spine will be completely broken!
Hades, Hades! Mortarion, Mortarion! Karas will die today! He can't take it anymore!!!
The knights deployed nearby were mobilized immediately, while the Titan was too large to engage, but the knights were far more clumsy than the creature it was facing.
In short, its attacks are difficult to hit.
not to mention……
Green-skinned creatures are never a one-off occurrence.
As if reflecting Karas's thoughts, the green-skinned creature pointed to the sky, its battle robe fluttering in the wind, and instantly the concentration of the waaaagh force field around it exploded!
At the same time, a piercing shriek exploded above their heads, and a massive meteor shower ripped through Khorne's blood-red claws, banging and clanging! Banging and clanging! Happy Hades brats! WAAAAAGH!!!
Around the green-skinned warlord's large front teeth, countless tall, strong, and incredibly powerful giants peeked out!
Holy crap, psionic teleportation!!!
Karas was furious. Teleporting right in front of him?!
"You green-skinned bastard, you're putting on airs in front of your grandpa Callas today!"
Karas roared, leaping out of the fortress, his hands forming claws, and dazzling psionic lightning flashed instantly between his palms!
In an instant, space twisted eerily, as if displaced. Big Tooth was stunned. The tall, strong creature beside him suddenly let out a faint cry, followed by what sounded like shredded flesh exploding and splattering onto Big Tooth's steel boots.
interesting!
Big Fang was startled; someone had actually managed to forcibly interfere with them despite the combined power of its Waagh Field and Mag Kid's psionic abilities!
This is truly... truly... worthy of being Hades!!!
Its large front teeth have been used in battle for many years, and only the army under Hades could give it such a surprising and passionate display of teeth!
The big front tooth threw its head back and laughed, feeling it couldn't take it anymore.
Years of patient preparation and arduous searching, and yet, before even meeting that person, I already feel such overwhelming WAAAAGH!!
Just as it was laughing, the energy field around the big front teeth suddenly trembled again, and the strong and tall figures appeared. The human empire's artillery fire swept over their heads like fireworks. Some of their landing pods completely exploded in the air, while others crashed heavily to the ground, making a joyful WAAAAGH sound!
"We need to land too!!"
Above the atmosphere, space flashed, and immediately a small combat moon appeared. This haphazardly assembled moon looked at Baal and, as if dumping garbage, suddenly vomited a pool of metal and gunpowder at him.
"boom!!!!!"
On the crust of Bal, everyone felt a sense of suspended in mid-air before landing with a thud. Even with the layers of blood mist obscuring their view, they could still see the suddenly appearing behemoth.
Super-super-super Dynamax Black Boss Plusts+++ Type Gangart!
Let it serve as the fire support platform for the Underworld Clan this time!
This is the ultimate firepower coverage sought by the Underworld Clan! This is their unique romance of the Underworld!
Boss! This is the miracle created by those green-skinned bastards who are carrying out your path!
WAAAAAAAAAGH！！
Karas's eyelids twitched suddenly. He forced back the mouthful of blood in his throat, his gaze fixed on the green-skinned "Nest City" on the horizon, realizing that it was all over.
Hades left him no way out.
Karas longed to lie down peacefully now and die, and his last words would be—
"Hades is an idiot, Mortarian is an idiot, everyone is an idiot, this world is a giant idiot, I suggest it fuck itself to death right now."
But something still held Karas firmly in his grasp, allowing him to maintain his mind and consciousness in the face of an almost impossible situation. He stood before the winding, steep mountain path, determined never to back down.
His mission was to protect the Holy Church and delay until Hades and Mortarion returned—a situation that only they could likely resolve.
Karas gave a bitter smile. In the end... he still didn't have the ability.
But in the face of such a grand and magnificent scene, just holding it off is already quite remarkable.
Karas let go of his own sins, but then cursed Hades again, having already dug up Hades's ancestors for eighteen generations and cursed them all.
The others on Baal were simply abandoned by Karas, who knew what he had to do... At this moment, because that green-skinned creature seemed to be able to communicate... this was the only thing he could do.
Why are you looking for him?!
Karas roared, "The Death Guard's shielding waves have already blocked the vision of other legions. They only need to bomb according to the coordinates provided by the Death Guard."
"Because he educated us, along with that wise man—that little shrimp, is that all you're going to say?!"
The big teeth chuckled, while Karas roared.
"I, Karas Typhon, Hades' comrade-in-arms since childhood! Let me tell you! If you want to see him, let's have a fight! Only if you defeat me will I let him out!"
"What? You want to fight me one-on-one?!"
The big front teeth said that Karas wasn't even as tall as its waist. It raised its eyebrows. Although it admired this little psionic tyrant, Karas was no match for it.
It didn't want to kill him outright; Karas should duel Mag Kid, which would greatly improve Mag Kid's skills.
"Two people are enough."
Karas lowered his voice; he knew who to call, only that one person—though he was reluctant to admit it, he truly could.
"Two little shrimps trying to fight me?! Hahahaha! You've got guts! You're something else!!!"
"Who's the other nobody?!"
Karas took a deep breath, turned on the channel, his fingers trembling.
He's gambling.
I bet that Hades, that idiot, did more than one stupid thing.
The current Greenskins have a strong stance... but they're not just reinforcing the Greenskins...
Above Baal, there is another person who has been enhanced!
"Blake Butcher, you get over here!!!"
His front teeth suddenly opened wide.
"The Butcher is still alive?!"
"waa...for Hades."
Amidst the blood mist and piles of corpses, the figure in black helmet slowly stepped out, his blood axe clanging.
A smile appeared on Karas's lips.
He made the right bet. Hades, that idiot, actually raised his own offspring like greenskins.
Yay, it's gone!
Chapter 715 Who is the Son of Hades?!
"This might be an accident..."
Hades said guiltily, the falling stones above him making his already guilty words sound more like a muttering.
Around him, countless active metals coalesced, clearing a path for the people who were rising into the air. The earth's crust cracked automatically, earth dragons rose to the surface, and the earth trembled.
Given Saint Gilles' size, they knew they couldn't go back the way they came, so they unanimously decided to let Hades dig straight up.
—We didn’t use this tactic when we came before because we were worried that prematurely breaking the imprisonment seal would affect Anglo-Séguin, who was guarding Saint Gilles.
[You mean you accidentally ended up in a greenskin clan, unexpectedly decided to become their leader, and inadvertently caused them to evolve?]
Beneath Hades, Angron, dangling in mid-air while gripping his feet, raised an eyebrow with a playful smirk.
[My friend, I thought you'd developed a bond with those greenskins. You could have just said so; Waldo isn't here now.]
Waldo of the Guard refused the option of hanging at Hades/Mortalian's feet, and the Lord of the Guard stated that he would return the way he came, which was unanimously agreed upon by the others.
[Angron, don't let me throw up on you.]
"Motalian, who was diagonally below, said, his hands gripping Guilliman's shoulder armor, while Guilliman was holding Saint Gilles.
Mortarion ascended slowly in an eerie, bowed posture, flapping its wings. Angron was certain he saw rising psionic energy beneath the Pale Lord's wings.
Thanks to Mortalian's immense carrying capacity, he could carry two Primarchs into the air for extended periods—but this was a piece of cake for Mortalian; compared to the other being, Guilliman and Sangilius combined were not heavy.
Anglong pondered for a moment,
【Motalian?】
He looked at the pale-faced lord, lost in thought.
Long time no see... You're doing much better than I expected.
I would be better off if you didn't use your blindingly bright perception to sense me.
Angron smiled and withdrew some of his detection.