Chapter 42 Hell Beast

Fu Qinghai quickly returned to the crack in the floor where he fell.

After climbing up the gap with great effort, Fu Qinghai quickly headed towards the slaughterhouse altar. He needed to know what had happened.

Before I even got there, I heard the sound of fierce fighting.

Fu Qinghai lowered his footsteps and went to the corner of the corridor to take a look.

It was an enchanted warrior, leading two Word Bearers Space Marines, and was beating up the Stinger Squad.

Fu Qinghai retracted his head, briefly assessed the strength of both sides in his mind, and formulated a battle plan.

After thinking it over, Fu Qinghai rushed out of the corner and took advantage of the situation to slash at a Word Bearers Space Marine who had his back to him.

"Ah!" With a scream of pain, Fu Qinghai launched a powerful attack that he had planned for a long time. The power sword slashed into the body of the Word Bearers warrior along the weak junction of the shoulder armor and the helmet, and the blade sank deeply into the entire chest cavity of this Chaos Space Marine.

Fu Qinghai rolled over, released his hands that were holding the hilt of the knife, used the body of the Word Bearers warrior to block the explosive grenade shot by his teammates, and pulled out his bolter, ready to fight back.

"Bang!" A huge crab claw swung over and knocked Fu Qinghai's grenade launcher to the ground with one claw.

The enchanted warrior also turned and rushed towards Fu Qinghai.

"Qingshan! You're still alive!"

Gult's excited shout came from behind the enchanted warrior, and the warriors of the Sting Squad saw the appearance of their supporter clearly.

Stop yelling, help me... Fu Qinghai secretly groaned in his heart. Without a weapon in his hands, he dodged and parried the powerful blows from the enchanted warrior in a clumsy manner.

Fu Qinghai's original plan was not like this. The Enchanted Warrior had thick skin and strong recovery speed. He originally planned to use sneak attacks to eliminate the two Chaos Space Marines, and then join forces with the Stinger Squad to besiege and wear down this tough Enchanted Warrior.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he killed the first enemy in the back row, all the enemies turned around and attacked him together.

I didn't grasp the timing of breaking into a team fight, and ended up being the front row!

With Fu Qinghai's sneak attack attracting the attention of the enchanted warriors, the frontal pressure on the Stinger Squad led by Gulte was greatly reduced, and they seized this opportunity to pounce.

Fu Qinghai knew that the armor layer on his chest was in danger, so he didn't dare to take it head-on and used all kinds of tricks to dodge.

The enchanted warrior howled and stamped his feet in anger. This Space Marine, as cunning as a loach, did not have an ounce of dignity as a warrior. The other party's cowardly behavior, which seriously violated the teachings of the Blood God, made him impotent and furious.

The Word Bearer who lost the cover of the enchanted warrior was shot into a bloody gourd by the Sting Squad. Everyone rushed to support Fu Qinghai.

After a fierce battle, the enchanted warrior finally fell.

Unlike Fu Qinghai, the enchanted warriors who believe in Khorne don't know what escape means and will only fight to the death.

Stepping on the corpse of the enchanted warrior, Gult held Fu Qinghai's shoulder armor, panting, and said happily:

"That's great, Qingshan, you are still alive, we all thought you were dead."

Shut up, you damn crow… Fu Qinghai thought unhappily, his chest heaving slightly.

Fu Qinghai took a breath and asked,

"What's going on, Gult? What happened outside? Why was the transmission canceled?"

"I don't know. The enemy may have used a psychic spell we haven't seen before, or some ancient technological device. In any case, the teleportation failed."

Fu Qinghai asked: "Didn't you contact Vlahos?"

Gulte replied: "When the transmission device failed, our internal communications were also interrupted."

Fu Qinghai nodded and said, "There is no time to lose. Let's go outside the transport ship and take a look."

Gulte nodded, and everyone sorted out their equipment and ammunition, then returned in the same direction they came from.

…

A quarter of an hour ago.

Klofa came to the lower cabin of the Bloody Worm transport ship.

He looked at a twisted humanoid suspended on a specially constructed device.

"Wake him up." Klofa whispered to the dark technical priest beside him.

Klofa knew very well that this was the most valuable cargo loaded on the three transport ships. In order to survive, he decided to use this "cargo" in advance.

The dark tech-priest nodded his head, which was covered with a mask and green mechanical eyes. Several mechanical tentacles extended from under his robe and tapped the buttons next to the device.

On the device, tubes of transparent liquid columns containing liquids of various colors slowly descended, and these liquids were injected into the body of the twisted humanoid creature through the infusion tubes.

"Hmm..." A deep sigh echoed in the dark and empty cabin on the lower level.

The twisted humanoid creature hanging from the device slowly opened its eyes a little.

"Klofa..." he said with a sigh.

"Do you still remember me?" Klofa looked up at the indescribably twisted body.

"Of course... of course I remember you, the bastard who put me in the sarcophagus... There is no moment, no time, when I don't want to tear you to pieces!"

As the liquid was injected, the humanoid's eyeballs bulged, blood vessels twisted and bulged, and the ugly flesh all over his body contracted and stretched, like a hermit crab that couldn't find its own nest.

"Ahhhh——" the twisted humanoid howled in pain.

Klofa snorted coldly and turned to the dark technical priest next to him and said:

"Open the hatch to the lower hold, load him in, and then release him directly from the lower hold."

"Yes, sir."

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

A specially designed device suspended the squirming half-humanoid creature and moved it sideways, like a piece of rotten meat.

And moving along the guide rail was a huge, twisted and terrifying dreadnought mecha.

…

Outside the bloody worm, Vlahos was leading the teams and had just broken through to the outside of the transport ship.

The failure of the teleportation was completely beyond Vlahos's expectations. He had never encountered such a situation in his hundreds of years of combat career.

But he did not panic. He immediately led his team to find a way to reunite with the tactical teams scattered throughout the transport ship.

After gathering the strength of each team, they tried their best to break out of the transport ship, not giving the Word Bearers a chance to engage in street fighting inside the spaceship.

As a commander, Vlahos knew very well that street fighting in complex terrain could not bring out the advantages of numbers and firepower, and the stronger side could easily be beaten by the weaker side in an almost equal exchange ratio.

No matter what the final result is, if a Moon-class cruiser suffers the same casualty exchange ratio from three transport ships, the Extreme Marines have already lost.

The three transport ships whose coordinates had been discovered and whose power systems had been destroyed were three sitting ducks. At this moment, Vlahos only wanted to quickly lead his soldiers out of the battle, and then call on the cruisers in orbit to carry out orbital bombardment.

However, the Word Bearers seemed to give the Ultramarines no chance to regroup and disengage from the battle.

They surrounded the enemy from the outside, using powerful enchanted warriors as the vanguard and setting up layers of blocking defenses in an attempt to fight to the death with the Extreme Warriors.

Vlahos, wearing Terminator armor, smashed open a hatch with a hammer.

Outside the cabin door, the dark, gravelly canyon and the dim sky came into view.

They're out!

However, outside the transport ship, the Word Bearers were still rushing towards Vlahos and the others recklessly.

The explosive shells fired from all directions hit the Terminator's armor, making a clanging sound.

The Extreme Marines rushed out of the hatch one after another, and then quickly spread out to both sides to form a counterattack line.

Just at this moment.

"Ah———"

A bestial howl came from the left of the Ultramarines.

As soon as Vlahos turned his head, he saw several Word Bearers warriors being blown away.

Vlahos' pupils suddenly contracted.

He saw it.

That crimson behemoth that seemed to have walked out from the depths of hell.

"It's a hell beast! Scatter!" Vlahos shouted.

Before he finished his words, a huge column of plasma came crashing down.

"boom!"

…

(End of this chapter)