Chapter 306 Fulgrim's clone.
The power of the Empire Heart is running to the maximum.
Countless data danced in Titus' mind.
He could vaguely see the flowing data deep in his pupils.
The gift from Guilliman, the holy and almighty great emperor, made Titus infinitely closer to the so-called gods in mythology.
The power long sword in his hand buzzed, and the pleased machine soul maximized the power of the power field, and the pulsating arcs were fine and uncountable.
"For my father." Titus's heart became colder and firmer, "For the honor and survival of the empire."
His speed is as fast as lightning, and the heart of the empire uses computing power to break through the space for him, moving the space coordinates quickly, reaching extreme speed.
Mera, who was still trying to avenge her husband, couldn't react at all.
Her weapon was split, and the protective shield created by the red lantern ring was shattered in one blow.
The bumpy, **** body set off by the armor was cut by Titus' long sword.
When Meera came back to her senses, her head was already flying in the air.
His undilated pupils saw his headless corpse gushing blood.
Weakly fell in a pool of blood and smoke.
And after the huge steel giant beheaded himself, he continued to attack Wonder Woman expressionlessly.
In full view, the queen of the Kingdom of Atlantis died.
died on the battlefield.
The sassy and beautiful woman became a headless corpse.
The battlefield is so cruel, and it will never weaken the cruelty just because of someone's beauty and status.
Mera's death aroused the anger of Atlantean warriors.
The magic warship rushed to the empire, released attacks on the soldiers, and fought with the fighters in the sky.
The gorgeous beams and old-fashioned artillery have terrible destructive power.
The fighter plane made of alloy was destroyed under the attack of the magic ship.
Paradise Island was completely reduced to scorched earth, those magnificent buildings were reduced to ruins, and there were scorched black wreckage and broken arms everywhere.
Modern warplanes mixed with imperial technology and Atlantis' magic warships fought together.
From time to time, fighter planes and warships fell down, fell to the ground and burst into flames.
Wreckage and corpses are everywhere, and the battlefield is like hell.
Pillars of brown and black smoke rose from the ground and went straight to the sky.
Every explosion shook the earth.
At the moment when the turmoil ceased, the scorched earth was scattered all over the sky with unabated joy.
The sky is full of beacon fire, the hell-like artillery fire reflects the ruins, and the light of the guns dances in the air, like the elves incarnate of death, harvesting those lives.
The sound of the fighter plane echoed in the air, low and low, like rolling thunder.
The Primaris warriors, wearing armor weighing several tons, slaughtered wantonly on the Paradise Island battlefield like demon gods who came out of hell.
Wonder Woman let out a roar, and the radiance released by the Excalibur in her hand became brighter and brighter.
Eyes are about to split, almost crazy.
But her anger doesn't change anything.
Titus's offensive became more and more ferocious, with deadly moves.
The leaping electric arc of the power sword in his hand crackled.
Wonder Woman was unprepared for one move, and Titus' blade slashed across her shoulder, cutting off her entire arm.
Yin red, with divine blood spurting out, Wonder Woman let out a cry of pain, her beautiful face turned pale.
The sword in his hand became weaker and weaker.
A moment later, Titus' sharp sword pierced her body, and with a sharp upward stroke, it tore Wonder Woman's entire body apart.
The surviving Amazons and Atlantean warriors witnessed the sacrifice of Mera and Wonder Woman, fear and despair seized their hearts and made them almost suffocate.
The demon **** in steel was merciless, even though both of them were first-class beauties, they did not receive the slightest preferential treatment and were ruthlessly destroyed by him.
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Mera and Wonder Woman died in battle, and the outcome of the battle was decided.
The rest of the heroic spirits, female warriors and Atlantis warriors, were brutally slaughtered by the empire.
A **** massacre unfolded in front of the world.
An army composed of ordinary people such as Maolong is still landing on Paradise Island, attacking the Temple of Zeus guarded by Queen Hippolyta.
The survivors of Atlantis were forced to withdraw from the battlefield after suffering huge losses, leaving behind burning warships and countless corpses.
They were powerless to avenge Queen Mera, and they were powerless to turn the tide of battle.
If you continue to stay, you will only suffer greater losses, and Atlantis will be devastated.
As for the allies, anyone can see that Queen Hippolyta's defeat is doomed, and the fall and destruction of Paradise Island has become an established reality.
It is undoubtedly a very stupid thing to sacrifice for an ending that cannot be changed.
They swore to avenge their queen and allies.
But such an oath is useless.
Atlantis has thoroughly offended the Empire.
The crisis of destruction hangs over the head like the sword of Damocles.
The strongest hero of Paradise Island died in battle, and allies were forced to evacuate.
Queen Hippolyta fell into deep despair.
Her guards were very loyal and resisted until the last moment.
Relying on the power of the temple to fight against the technology of the empire.
It wasn't until Titus led people to attack that he completely broke through the magic defense and broke through the temple.
Screams and desperate cries sounded in the temple.
The majestic temple was soaked in red blood.
Titus led people to break through the magic-protected temple and killed those stubborn female warriors.
Holding a scepter, Queen Hippolyta standing in front of the tall statue of Zeus looks extremely small.
She had a bitter face, her eyes fixed on the intruder who came in.
"You ruined this place, demons, ruined a beautiful place." Queen Hippolyta's tone was filled with uncontrollable pain and despair.
"You could have had a better choice." Titus walked towards Queen Hippolyta step by step, "Throw yourself into the empire, into the arms of the great emperor, and you won't have to endure such suffering."
The heavy iron boots collided with the floor, causing the temple to resound with crisp crashing sounds.
"Your choice is to plunge us into the abyss," cried Queen Hippolyta. "The gods have protected the world, and we will never forsake them. Your emperor is but an executioner, a murderer, a longing A tyrant who rules over every star he can see."
"Your folly is astounding." Titus' voice came from behind the gridded visor. "The only blessing of the gods is to make men accustomed to suffering and despair, who create false hope just to live forever. Fool the world. Only cowards follow them blindly and feel that God is everything to them."
"Blasphemers." Queen Hippolyta shouted: "Stop your filthy and heresy talk. Those who betray the gods will be punished by the gods. You will not end well."
"Let them come, then, and see if they can punish me," said Titus. "Your so-called gods will soon die, in their temples. There is never a good end for fools of men. "
"Such heresy, you will pay for your arrogance."
"It will not be the self-proclaimed liars who will make us pay."
Titus walked up to Queen Hippolyta and stared at the weak woman.
"The empire will never let go of those who betray humanity."
Titus grabbed Queen Hippolyta's slender throat, and the opponent's struggle was extremely futile and insignificant.
Just a little force, Paradise Island will be destroyed.
Titus didn't kill him. He watched the struggle, and looked at his Queen Hippolyta with hatred on his face.
He made another decision.
Killing a fanatic is never the best option.
They will not fear death.
Letting the other party watch their beliefs being destroyed is the cruelest thing in this world.
When Zeus, the king of gods, wailed and died, how desperate were those eyes full of hatred.
"Take care of her." Titus handed Queen Hippolyta to his subordinates, looked at the statue of Zeus, "Destroy this place."
After speaking, he turned and left, and the soldiers in charge of the blasting filed in.
Accompanied by a rumbling explosion, the temple of Zeus collapsed, and tumbling dust filled the entire sky.
Konstantin and Zatana are standing on the empire's fighter plane at the moment, and they are watching the whole war.
The cold-bloodedness and cruelty of the empire are shown to the extreme.
The mysterious place that has been circulating in the magic world - Paradise Island has been destroyed.
The bodies of the dead lay in those ruined buildings.
The temples of the gods were destroyed, and the idols of the gods were overthrown.
The wizards who serve the Empire are looking for a way to enter the Olympus realm.
The real goal of the empire is the **** behind it.
That kind of madness makes people palpitate.
Konstantin felt suffocated.
This is the first time he has witnessed the cruelty and coldness of the empire.
"Is this the emperor's will??" Zatanna said to herself: "Is it really right for us to choose to help them??"
"I don't know." Constantine said in a daze, "They seem to be a group of war lunatics."
The empire's research on the subspace has become more and more in-depth. Although Titus and others are far away from the empire, they have never severed contact with the empire, and they can still get technical and personnel support.
Finding a path in the illusory realm is not very difficult.
With the beeping sound of the detection instrument, a subspace road hidden in the holy place of trial on Paradise Island was discovered.
Due to the particularity of this universe, every planet with life has its own pantheon.
The gods of all races live in the pantheon.
The existence of the domain of the Pantheon is very special, it does not belong to the non-material universe, nor does it belong to the material universe, but an independent space.
It is also called the fourth-dimensional world by some scientists.
The fourth dimensional world is divided into eight parts, Dreamland, Netherland, Apocalypse, Demon Realm, Nightmare, Heaven Realm, Creation Star and Heaven.
The gods are located in the heavenly world, which is the home of the gods.
Every protoss has its own holy mountain.
Destroying the gods of Olympus means that the empire needs to attack the heavens.
Enemies in other areas will certainly not stand by, which means that the empire may need to destroy the entire fourth-dimensional world to resolve all these battles.
It is worth mentioning that the magic power of Constantine and others does not come from subspace.
Instead, from the fourth dimension.
To this end, their magic is used at will without fear of prying eyes from the living or not.
The price is that their magical power is very weak compared to the psionic power of the Librarian.
In terms of will, compared with think tanks, it is even more of a world.
Constantine has dealt with many gods.
He will be the guide of the imperial army, leading Titus and others through the complicated area, going straight to the heavens, and eliminating all the gods.
Witnessed the atrocities committed by the empire against Paradise Island, Constantine regretted accepting the commission from the empire.
But he has no other choice.
He has heard about the fate of betraying the empire.
Death, which everyone fears, is the most relaxing of the many tortures in the empire.
The machine slave whose brain lobe was removed and used as a hybrid of human and machine, or the guinea pig who was thrown into the laboratory as an experiment, no matter which one is extremely desperate and sad.
Under the watchful eyes of many imperial troops, Constantine saw the light door in front of him, showed a wry smile, and then walked in.
As soon as Titus waved his hand, the ready-to-go imperial troops began to advance slowly and entered the light gate.
Solar system.
The power of the empire made this the safest place.
Dorne's war in the webway, Terra's last hidden danger will also disappear.
Witnessing the countless miracles brought by Guilliman, Varanor, who had long been numb, thought that he would not be surprised by anything anymore.
But when he saw the booty brought back by the expeditionary army, the strong and powerful heart still betrayed him, beating fast, making his blood rush to his limbs at a faster speed than usual.
"Damn traitor." Valano said in a deep voice, "Even if you are just a copy of him, you are still damned."
I am not a traitor. Clone Fulgrim tried to break free from the guards controlling him, but the prison ring on his neck made him powerless, and he could only make an angry voice to protest the other party's humiliating speech to him.
Valanor frowned, and the end of the halberd in his hand slammed at the opponent.
Thanks to the strength of the Primarch's body, Valyrian's blow was enough to break the steel, but it could only make the clone Fulgrim lose a few teeth.
"Be honest, if the emperor didn't want to see you, your head would be cut off and hung on the city wall." Valanor said in a low voice.
Fulgrim's clone struggled violently, throwing a fist and trying to hit the opponent.
But he was firmly controlled by the imperial army behind him, and he was directly pressed to the ground.
"You'd better be honest. The emperor only said he wanted to see you, but he didn't say he wanted to keep you intact." Valano kicked the opponent again, and ordered someone to pull him up.
Fulgrim's clones are furious.
A small imperial guard dared to treat him like this, dared to humiliate him like this.
But he can only be aggrieved and can't do anything.
The Forbidden Army has been strengthened several times. Subduing a Primarch who has been put on a prison ring and suppressed his strength is as simple as crushing an ant.
The battleship responsible for transporting the Fulgrim clones docked at a port outside the solar system, and was escorted to the emperor by the imperial guards.
Valano didn't have any mercy on this so-called clone, and let his subordinates keep forcing him to kneel on the ground to humiliate him.
ps: I owe 30,000 words, please allow me two more days, and I will definitely make it up.
(end of this chapter)