Forty thousand years later, he became a god in the warp

Chapter 483: Conquering the City 2: Battle with Kahn

Five hours after the space wreck landed, the void shield system, which had been overloaded for a long time, finally started up again.

The ships occupying low-Earth orbit began to retreat into space one by one, and their ship-borne void shields had reached their limit.

The pulse light spears on the ground burst out with high-energy laser beams, igniting many unlucky guys.

The energy from those multiple scattered laser weapons could instantly penetrate the hull of a light cruiser. Even with the support of the void shield, it would not dare to be hit twice.

However, although all the ships in orbit had left, the number of soldiers left behind by the other side was too numerous to count.

Before the Chaos rebels who came one after another... or were forced to land, a considerable number of transport ships were constantly blown up in the veil of darkness.

But even though the sky was as bright as day, the mortal auxiliary troops and Astartes warbands still completed the beach landing.

A large number of mobile and fixed weapons and equipment were also put into use, and the establishment of positions began to make it more difficult for the Eldar to defend.

In addition to the strongholds established after landing, there were many war gangs with their own ideas settled in other places. They did not obey the command of the collective battle and fought alone.

The number of people in each group varies from squad to company. They do not use the cannon fodder tactics of the mortal auxiliary army, but only think about satisfying their inner restless desires.

However, they also made the Eldar pirates pay a considerable price. With their small numbers, they had to disperse their forces to fight. For five hours, the pirate captains' teams surrounded the enemy and attacked the reinforcements, making a feint to the east and attacking in the west. They only had mobility but no positions, and at most they used urban buildings to fight guerrilla warfare.

This meant that although the Chaos armies suffered heavy casualties, they occupied a very large area.

Without the obstruction of positions, Chaos can basically gain a foothold in the area once someone arrives at a place.

Abaddon was very happy with the rapid advancement and occupation of the position, but the Eldar did not seem to care about the surrounding urban areas.

As time goes by, as ground forces occupy more areas, various forces are deployed more widely.

The advancement of the war zone began to become slower and slower, and the number of casualties began to increase faster.

The Eldar troops, who had the home advantage, began to become difficult to deal with. After all, the opponent's reaction speed completely crushed their mortal troops. Both the ground troops and the air troops were treated like dogs by the opponent.

Jet motorcycles of various models were like a swarm of locusts. Not only were they so numerous that they were difficult to fight, but each of them had its own army and did not need any command from above.

Once the war gang advanced into the urban area, the other side presented their great gift with the anti-gravity tanks that they had prepared for a long time.

Everyone calls it a tank, but the opponent's mobility is faster than you can imagine.

Take the lightest Bumblebee light reconnaissance vehicle as an example. The opponent usually travels in a team with a jet motorcycle. The light tank Bumblebee Starlight engine has a powerful power supply, coupled with a sharp streamlined model. Although it is called a tank, it can burst out at a speed of more than half the speed of sound and run in a chaotic battlefield.

In the case of hit and run, the raiding troops will often incur a high casualty ratio before they are likely to succumb to their superior operating skills.

Pulse lasers, dart cannons, prism cannons, and many more powerful weapons were also brought to the battlefield.

The ground advancement is so slow that the assistance of sky fighters is of course indispensable.

Even if they deployed more fighters, the Eldar's Night Shadow fighters could outmaneuver the Chaos fighters. The Vampire Hunter fighters were right. The opponent's lightweight design might destroy it with a few stray bullets, but they could dodge even guided missiles.

Although the Vampire Hunter gunboat was slightly slower than their own and easier to hit, the opponent was equipped with a Titan-class void shield.

Facing the two-way firepower from the air and ground, it sprayed the firepower of the twin pulse cannons, scattered laser cannons, and twin Phoenix missile launchers that could shatter Titans.

Thousands of years of accumulation have been for this moment. Although the contradictions of the elves are often incomprehensible, they have never hesitated when it comes to fighting.

The most intense stage has passed, and now the sound of battle has changed from fierce group explosions to continuous ones.

On the pier of the Vengeful Spirit ship outside orbit, the Great Plunderer Abaddon looked at the points of light among the remaining stars outside the window and recalled Lady Moriana's divination.

This lady has connections everywhere. She was formerly an imperial inquisitor and is one of the founders of the "Restoration and Resurrection Sect".

Obsessed with resurrecting the Emperor, she founded the "Horus Faction" - using the power of Chaos to recreate a body for the Emperor. The Lynx super-heavy tank, the cannon in the middle can penetrate Titans, and it is unclear what level it is. She knows countless secrets, and the magic sword Draconian in her hand and the black market fortress that crashed into the planet Cadia were all told to her by the other party.

She is the first prophet of the Black Legion, and her psychic powers make her divinations extremely accurate.

However, the answer he got today made him look worried, and Vashtor's worries seemed to be not groundless.

Because for the first time, the lady expressed that she felt fear... She realized that behind those twisted subspace essences, there were even more terrifying existences.

Lady Moriana was trembling, and the scepter in her hand could not support her weak body. She had explored countless mysteries, but now she was afraid.

I asked the other party what she saw, but the lady just kept shaking her head, expressing her panic.

Abaddon actually knew what that existence was without even thinking about it, but he was unwilling to admit that the false emperor on the golden throne was indeed becoming more and more powerful.

“Warmaster, the attack on the ground of the strait is proceeding in an orderly manner, and there have been large-scale casualties of mortal troops in many places.

These pirate armies took advantage of the geographical location and caused considerable damage to the Astartes.

There are four or five locations where the warbands have suffered significant damage, and the Dimension Claws have been dispatched to launch decapitation strikes in the area." Abaddon looked at the visitor. The think tank in blue armor was one of his four personal choices, the Lord of Fraud who was in charge of the wizard group of the Black Legion - Igsmore.

He let the other party continue talking because he had not yet recovered from his previous thoughts.

“Warmaster, the latest situation is that the Bright Sea Fleet has returned, and the ship commanded by Ngur is among them.

The number of ships of various types is 80% of ours, and many of them need repair, but we are in between the two sides, I think..."

Abaddon's senses are back. Let's not talk about Lin Heng's situation for now, and what kind of scum is Ngur?

He immediately waved his hand to interrupt his subordinate's speech. "We are waiting for their arrival. The planet is burning, and only the appearance of a savior can give these aliens hope.

That guy's disguise is so complicated, he must be someone who is sure of his success before he takes action, so we have to be caught between the two.

You also need to show your disadvantage, lure the enemy deeper, and make him think he has a chance of winning! Tell me about your job."

The think tank nodded and continued:

“My Lord, after investigating the ablation of the souls of 55 wizards, the wizarding group has discovered 13 areas where psychic marks appear.

There are ships and dwellings on the ground. Since there is no strong output, we cannot rule out that the other party is trying to attract us or leave behind a disguise. "

After hearing this, the people on the pier fell silent. After Igsmore lowered his head and pondered for a moment, he finally expressed his opinion.

"Could it be that he has already run away first?"

Abaddon fell into deep thought again after hearing his subordinate's words, thinking that this might be a possibility.

His habitual thinking made him believe that Astartes would never allow his dignity to be eroded by heretics.

But this guy is more heretical than his fucking heretic. Not only did he change his armor to an unacceptable style, he also dared to cooperate with the Eldar.

This kind of guy is indeed prone to go in the opposite direction using his habitual thinking. It must be a trick used by the other party to divert attention.

Those areas with heavy casualties were not necessarily caused by the other side.

Maybe he is hiding in a certain area at this moment, waiting for Engul's support to arrive.

"Lylas."

Abaddon shouted towards the shadows, and the purple-helmeted warrior holding two swords came forward silently.

"Herald, follow orders."

"Lead your team to the Prince's Palace. You can deal with the people in the command center at your will. There must be someone in there who knows about Lin Heng."

"Lylas will be back soon."

The purple-helmeted warrior immediately turned around and left. His every move was very capable, very different from the traditional sons of the Emperor.

Abaddon felt that this was still not enough, and after thinking about it, he said:

"Let Kahn come to see me. He must go..."

"Interrupt the Warmaster, Kahn... Kahn had already flown to the ground on a fighter plane before the void shield was overloaded. He should be..."

"kill!!!"

A roar that shook the world and made the ghosts weep broke through the prison cell, and Kahn, covered in blood, dragged his body out of the cage. Those Eldar warriors who wanted to stop the other party immediately reported the news, asking for support? Put it aside, anyway, they didn't want to fight with this mad dog.

What's more, most of the troops were on the front battlefield, and Kahn, who was formed alone, did not have more strength to deal with the enemy.

Killing several of his own comrades was not enough, and he even dared to go to the prison cell and have a revelry when there was no one left to kill.

It is understandable that he was addicted to killing, but who would have thought that the other party wanted to compete fairly, and he was given a knife and a gun and let him go.

But even if all those alien monsters rushed forward, it was not enough, and this crazy Kahn killed them back and forth.

There were body parts and flesh everywhere, and the soldiers felt that it would be safer to go to the front battlefield. They could just turn around and run away. Whoever wanted to come could come, and they didn't care anyway.

Khan leaped to the center of the ruined arena, the bloody axe on his shoulder, pointing his finger at the fleeing soldiers and cursing their cowardice.

As he was cursing, he suddenly saw the scoreboard hanging above his head. From the lowest to the highest, those hunters on the list had basically been chopped into pieces in the ruthless massacre just now.

Just when he was feeling bored, his sharp eyes instantly locked onto the green figure ranked first.

A giggle came from beneath the mask, and the veins on his arms were clearly visible as his muscles tensed.

Who else could that fire lizard be? Grateful, who connected everything together, felt even more fortunate.

The symbol of the Pirate Prince at the back represents the identity of the other party.

"Engur's slave...hahahahahaha, Lin Heng, you have some ideas."

Kahn muttered to himself, and looked at the brightly lit and prosperous buildings in the distance. Those stupid soldiers were still attacking the city.

And I am ready to kill all the enemies who block my way. That is why I like to be alone.

Not all Astartes have brains, especially the other mutated canned ones.

On the other side of the target he was chasing, Lin Heng was standing in front of the workshop, resisting the attack of Chaos together with a dozen Eldar warriors.

The landing of the wrecked space ship really scared me. Anyone who saw this situation would feel defeated.

So he rushed to the workshop without stopping and stopped the craftsmen before they retreated.

His behavior was indeed a little unkind to them, but there was no other way. Once he left the strait, he didn't know where he would have another chance to construct this kind of equipment.

Going to the Ark World is really a fantasy, not to mention that not everyone has such an open mind as Engul.

He could only comfort the frightened craftsmen, saying that he would take care of everything and leave the chaos to him. Thus, within just half an hour, the dozen Chaos Astartes who arrived here were very lucky to become Lin Heng's tool to warn everyone.

Without exception, they were all smashed through by the adamantine hammer and were clearly hanging under the spotlight.

Such an obvious attitude makes those who want to attack again consider their own situation.

The hundreds of mortal auxiliary troops who had rushed here with him were also shot to death with a single blow of his Star Dart Spear.

No matter where the enemy is hiding, no matter if it is dozens, hundreds, or thousands of meters away, as long as he is within three kilometers of the workshop, he will be killed in seconds if he shows up.

No matter what kind of crappy cover you have, if the wall is thin, just add "Psychic Blow" to the single-molecule monomer. If the wall is thick, then use the fine gold drill to add "Psychic Blow".

A group of Eldar pirate warriors were looking at this guy who came from nowhere and was standing there holding a big hammer.

One man guards the pass, ten thousand men cannot break through. Shoot with a gun, hit with a hammer. The whole person just stands there motionless, waiting for the chaos can on the opposite side to rush over and kill himself.

It was like a fucking fully automatic turret, and it really didn't require the defenders to do anything.

Even the Dimension Claw's sneak attack from behind was seen through. Damn it, he hit it with a hammer and it shrank down with a clang.

If they were dimensional spiders from the Ark world, they could still deal with one or two, but it would be impossible for them to be killed as easily as this guy.

This feat was indeed effective in conveying the message, and for a period of time, many passing war gangs or mortal troops were no longer interested in this place.

During this period, many teams that came to support in anti-gravity tanks or jet motorcycles could not help but admire this scene and then returned directly.

But there are always fools or lunatics among those who throw themselves into Chaos, and the team that worships the Blood God just likes such challenges.

They shouted slogans such as "Blood sacrifice to the blood god, skulls to the skull throne" and rushed forward, happily looking for the heavily defended battle zone in the sound array channel.

Lin Heng was not afraid of the pure Astartes or mortal auxiliary troops. However, the number of the enemy's mechanized troops increased as time went on.

A dozen tanks and a few bombers wouldn't kill him, but he was worried about disturbing the craftsmen and delaying the assembly of his own armor.

When enemies come, we must fight them; when water comes, we must block it with earth. Lin Heng had no choice but to face the invading troops.

Just as he was swinging his hammer to kill those Astartes who only wanted to fight in close combat, his sensitive hearing suddenly detected a series of shouts from the Eldar soldiers stationed in the workshop behind him.

Suddenly, he had an idea and immediately understood why the defenders made such a noise.

Just because a familiar breath broke into his perception range,

He thought that the fiery light and shadow should have died long ago, but reality told him that the power of the evil god was endless.

"Blood God's blessing!"