Chapter 159

Two hazy and blurred figures appeared in the blood-colored mist.

They were tall and robust, walking step by step toward the location of Zhou Yun and the others under the light of the Scarlet Scar.

They looked almost like the giant ogres in the ancient legends of Terra...

Zhou Yun stood up abruptly, frowning tightly as he looked at the figures getting closer and closer in the blood mist.

He smelled the pungent thirst and the smell of blood, and also heard the wail of the winged figure in the white light in his ears.

"What's wrong?" Danton looked at Zhou Yun suddenly standing up and could not help but be startled.

He turned his head and looked into the blood mist following Zhou Yun's gaze.

Danton's vision was naturally not as good as Zhou Yun's; he could only vaguely see dark shadows appearing and disappearing in the blood mist...

If it weren't for Zhou Yun's gaze pointing out the location for him, he might not have noticed it at all.

"Get your weapons!" Danton said sternly.

He immediately lifted his clothes; inside his thick flax-colored clothes, a laser rifle was tied with cloth strips.

It was obviously brought out from the battlefield of Ashford.

Danton raised the laser rifle and aimed it at the two dark shadows in the blood mist.

The other Ashfordians around also reacted quickly.

They were all survivors who had lived through the Hive Fleet invasion; everyone's nerves were pulled tight enough.

The driver responsible for driving quickly pulled an automatic infantry rifle off the car and threw it to Zhou Yun.

After Zhou Yun took it, he just hung it on his waist and didn't hold it in his hand.

"What is it? Can you see clearly?" Danton asked in a low voice: "Some kind of beast?"

Zhou Yun shook his head slightly; he took a step forward and looked at the two tall figures in the blood mist:

"Leave here, there is nothing here that belongs to you!"

Zhou Yun lowered his voice and said:

"For the sake of the blood of Sanguinius, Baal needs everyone's strength now; don't let humanity consume its own strength."

The two tall figures in the blood mist stopped their steps; they seemed a bit surprised that they had actually been discovered by a mere group of mortals.

But a voice full of thirst and anger still came from the depths of the blood mist: "Are mortals worthy of being named after the blood of Sanguinius?"

They seemed to think that Zhou Yun was begging for mercy, begging them not to kill this group of mortals.

But that was not what Zhou Yun meant.

"I mean..." Zhou Yun sighed: "For the sake of Sanguinius, I hope your deaths will be on the battlefield."

"Dying here is not glorious, and it will also make the Archangel shed tears."

"Leave, for his sake, I will spare your lives."

Zhou Yun was telling the truth.

He knew that although the two in the blood mist before him were controlled by the curse of the Red Thirst, they were still loyal in their bones.

They had to be destroyed, had to head toward death, but for the sake of the winged figure in the white light, for the sake of Baal needing every bit of strength now, Zhou Yun hoped they could die on the battlefield.

"Roar!!!" A roar that was almost like a beast came from the blood mist.

The two figures also walked out of the blood mist, and their figures were gradually exposed before the mortals.

That was a giant wearing power armor interwoven with red and silver; it was the Emperor's Angel of Death, Sanguinius's descendant, the Blood Knights Chapter that had been swallowed by the Red Thirst and listed as renegades.

"Angel?!" An Ashfordian exclaimed, and the gun barrel in his hand lowered, almost kneeling down.

"Raise your weapons!!" Danton was sweating profusely, looking at the two Astartes before him with a slightly trembling figure.

He could perceive the thirst revealed on the two of them, and could perceive the gaze covered under the power armor helmet—that was the gaze of looking at food.

Danton only felt his throat dry and his head dazed; he couldn't understand why the Astartes would reveal such a gaze toward them, these mortals.

"My lord!" Danton shouted loudly: "We are Ashfordians, we have fought in the Underworld, with General Droste, and with Lord Dante!"

But those two Blood Knights didn't seem to intend to talk much with mortals at all.

It's very serious... Zhou Yun stared at those two Astartes and thought.

He could vaguely perceive that those two Astartes had been almost completely swallowed by the Red Thirst.

If it weren't for a little bit of loyalty barely remaining in their hearts, they would have long since become complete monsters.

It was only this little bit of loyalty that kept them from eating in the town of Angel's Descent, but choosing to hunt in the desert instead...

But this little bit of loyalty couldn't resist the craving brought by the Red Thirst, the craving for blood,

They were almost unable to suppress the desire to eat flesh and blood, to the point of ignoring that this group of mortals before them had also fought for the Empire once,

And even ignoring the threat and warning in Zhou Yun's words, only taking this as mockery—if it were a rational Astartes, at least they should be more cautious.

Zhou Yun also understood that whether in the name of the Emperor or the name of the Angel, it was impossible to persuade these two Astartes to give up eating.

Their cognition had already been distorted.

In their eyes, mortals were just cattle and sheep, the Emperor was the shepherd, and they were the sheepdogs.

As hunting dogs, they had the power to eat some of the cattle and sheep.

But the Emperor didn't want to be the master of humanity, mortals were not his cattle and sheep, and the Angel didn't hope his descendants were sheepdogs.

"..."

The winged figure in the white light let out a heavy sigh, as if praying for something from Zhou Yun.

"Please..." Zhou Yun vaguely heard his voice.

This was not praying for Zhou Yun to spare their lives, but praying for Zhou Yun to stop them from committing a mistake.

One of the Blood Knights moved; they moved at a speed that mortals couldn't see clearly, reaching out toward Danton's head.

Danton almost didn't hesitate; although he couldn't see the Blood Knight's figure clearly, he still pulled the trigger without hesitation.

But this was of no use at all; before he could pull the trigger, the Blood Knight's large hand wrapped in power armor came before his head. However, a mortal's hand suddenly reached out and strangled the Blood Knight's large hand covered in ceramite.

"Hmm??!" The Blood Knight looked in surprise at the mortal who was wearing eyes and had short hair.

"I originally wanted to say that you are the spiritual sequel to ghouls in the 41st millennium."

Zhou Yun said in the astonished gazes of mortals and Astartes:

"But I thought about it, this is simply insulting to ghouls; the 9th Legion before Sanguinius returned was much stronger than you."

"You mock the Crimson Blades for getting the father wrong... Believe me, Guilliman is at least not the worst Primarch, you two..."

"You two probably also got the father wrong; Sanguinius's descendants, you might be the products of Angron's robust gene-seed."

"If you have nothing to do, you can go and get yourself two Butcher's Nails."

The two Blood Knights let out a roar that was almost furious; they drew their chainswords and rushed toward Zhou Yun in anger.

Then, in Danton's shocked gaze, Zhou Yun was actually faster than the Astartes.

His figure almost disappeared in the eyes of mortals; only the two Astartes were able to capture Zhou Yun's figure.

The one closer to Zhou Yun immediately swung the chainsword in his hand and slashed at Zhou Yun.

Electric sparks splashed out on the chainsword; the machine spirit of this weapon seemed to feel anger...

But it wasn't the Blood Knight's, it was Zhou Yun's.

This chainsword suddenly jammed and stopped in mid-air.

The Blood Knight was stunned, and Zhou Yun took the opportunity to grab that chainsword.

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His strength was actually stronger than the Astartes; he almost snatched the chainsword into his own hand in one go.

Buzz!!!

The chainsword let out a harsh buzzing sound, almost roaring.

The moment Zhou Yun held this chainsword, he seemed to feel the unwillingness, anger, and pain surging within the sword body.

It had served many warriors; every roar was to cut open the enemies of humanity, but with the fall of the Blood Knights, those who died under its chain gradually became humanity itself. It was unwilling for this, angry for this, painful for this... and also sad for this.

It was like a child who had been wronged, whispering to Zhou Yun.

It prayed for Zhou Yun to let its user get rid of this shameful life.

"... Good." Zhou Yun promised, and then the roaring chainsword pierced directly into the Blood Knight's chest.

The chain tore open the Blood Knight's chest like cutting butter, as if the power armor was also cooperating with the blade to pierce in.

Zhou Yun pulled out the chainsword fiercely, blood flowed, and this Blood Knight let out a wail, his body falling heavily to the ground.

The other Blood Knight let out a roar and raised the bolter in his hand to aim at Zhou Yun.

And then...

Bang!!!

The bolter exploded out of thin air, sparks splashed, and shot the Blood Knight in the face.

Then Zhou Yun came before the Blood Knight in the blink of an eye; the chainsword in his hand cut through the power armor and split his body open alive.

The Blood Knight fell to the sand in two halves. The Ashfordians looked at these two corpses of angels, their faces pale for a time.

The look in their eyes when they looked at Zhou Yun also became somewhat unbelievable.

A mortal killed two angels, and almost in the blink of an eye...

"Brother Huang Daxiong..." Danton took a deep breath; he touched the scar on his face and took a deep breath and said: "Thank you."

He hesitated for a moment and asked: "But what exactly is this..."

"... What? This is not a Blood Angel; this is a kind of beast on Baal."

Zhou Yun turned his head to look at Danton and the other Ashfordians seriously:

"They become big and tall when they meet people, grow fake power armor and chainswords, and have a strong blood-sucking nature..."

Danton and the other Ashfordians looked blank, as if they couldn't understand what Zhou Yun was saying.

Danton was silent for a while and looked at the Ashfordians behind him: "Yes, Brother Huang Daxiong is right; I have also heard of it; this is a beast on Baal that can mimic."

"You all remember, we were attacked by beasts... Of course, for everyone's sake, don't talk about what happened today."

Zhou Yun nodded approvingly, and the other Ashfordians also hurriedly expressed agreement.

Zhou Yun took a look at the two Blood Knight corpses on the ground, rubbed his brow slightly, and looked at Danton and said:

"You go first, I'll catch up in a while."

"Ah?" Danton was stunned for a moment and asked: "What are you going to do? We can deal with the traces together..."

That won't do... If you see the faces of the Blood Knights under the power armor helmets, who knows what kind of trouble it will cause.

"I'm hungry, I want to eat these two beasts." Zhou Yun said seriously: "I don't like people watching when I eat."

"Ah???" Danton looked dazed.

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(End of chapter)