Chapter 697: Battle Outside the Second Defense Zone (1)

A massive, bloodthirsty troll, wielding a giant axe burning with Hellfire, locked its gaze on the conspicuous giant in green armor charging at the very front.

It wanted to be the first to pluck off this head and offer it to Lord Hudaiqiao!

"Human! I will take your head!"

The next second.

"Woooo—!"

A shrill alarm tore through the clamor of the Demons.

Five Warhound-class Titans, their previously low hums instantly transformed into a war roar that shook the heavens and the earth!

Huge engine exhausts erupted with dazzling Plasma streams, instantly evaporating the demonic mist permeating the surroundings!

"Target locked. Purification Protocol initiated."

A cold, synthesized mechanical voice sounded inside the Titan cockpit.

A Warhound-class Titan located on the left flank of the camp suddenly swiveled its iconic Twin-linked Laser Cannon, the humming sound of charging energy deafening.

A Laser Beam, glowing white enough to blind the eyes of mortals, shot out instantly!

It precisely pierced through that bloodthirsty mad Demon charging at the front!

No screams, no struggle.

That massive, burning demonic body of Hellfire was instantly vaporized the moment it was struck by the laser beam!

Along with the Lesser Demons and Bloodfiends within a radius of several dozen meters behind it, all vanished into nothingness in the extreme high temperature, leaving only a huge, molten trench on the ground that emitted a pungent, scorched smell!

This was only the beginning.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The Turbo Laser Destructors and Vulcan Mega-bolters of the other four Warhound-class Titans also let out roars of destruction!

The six-barreled cannons of the Vulcan Mega-bolters rotated at high speed, the super-heavy bolter storm forming patches of moving metal clouds of death; wherever they passed, flesh and blood flew, limbs shattered, and low-level Demons fell in swathes like harvested wheat!

Every time the massive metal feet of the Warhound Titans stepped down heavily, it was accompanied by an earthquake-like boom and the muffled sound of bones and internal organs being crushed, trampling the Demons attempting to approach into meat paste!

"No! These iron lumps! They can move! They have opened fire!"

A Demon General who had luckily dodged the first round of volleys let out a terrified scream, but it was soon swept by the laser cannon of another Titan, turning into a rising plume of black smoke.

"For the Human! For the brothers enslaved by the Alien!"

The voice of Vulkan drowned out the clamor of the battlefield, clearly reaching the ears of every Human soldier, igniting the raging fires of war in their hearts!

He lunged forward, his Warhammer sweeping across!

Bang!

Crack!

Three Demon cavalrymen attempting to surround him were snapped in half along with their mounts, burning wreckage and shattered demonic Steel armor splashing in all directions!

Wherever the hammer wind reached, the surrounding Demons were all sent flying without exception.

"Human! You..."

Facing a Lava Troll that was roaring as it charged over, its body flowing with Lava.

Vulkan did not dodge or evade, let out a roar, and smashed his Warhammer fiercely onto the Lava Troll!

Boom—!!!

A deafening explosion! The Lava Troll was smashed into pieces, hot demonic flesh and blood splattered all around, clearing a large area!

"The Father is with us! Kill!"

Huokan roared as he swung his Chainsword, slicing an approaching Demon in two with one strike.

Dozens of Salamanders Space Marines followed closely behind Vulkan, charging into the area where the Demons were densest!

Their very existence was a form of crushing.

The precise point-fire of Bolters exploded into clusters of blood mist among the Demon horde, Chainswords easily sliced through thick demonic carapaces and tough muscles, and Combi-Flamers spewed viscous Promethium Flame, burning swarms of Lesser Demons and Bloodfiends into screaming torches.

Every swing of the Warhammer in Vulkan's hand brought about a bloody storm; no matter what form the Demon took, they all turned to ash before that peerless power and the Warhammer!

He led the charge, single-handedly carving out a burning path through the tidal wave of Demons!

Other Salamanders Space Marines spread out to hold the front.

Their Bolters and Chainswords formed a meat grinder for close combat.

A sturdy Berserker Demon swung a giant axe, hacking at the shoulder armor of a Salamanders Space Marine; sparks flew, but it did not sever the shoulder armor of this Salamanders Space Marine.

This Salamanders Space Marine directly picked up his Chainsword and stabbed it into the chest of the Berserker Demon.

Squish!

The sturdy breastplate and chest of the Berserker were pierced, and filthy blood and organ fragments sprayed out from behind!

The MK2 Power Armor of the Salamanders Space Marine was covered in the filth of the Demons; facing the torrent of Demons that kept Devouring and surging forward, these Salamanders Space Marines growled.

"Bathed in the fires of war, forged on the anvil of battle!"

When the Titan's artillery lit up the sky, and when the Primarch's war cry shook the earth, the soldiers of the Cadian Shock Troops tore off their disguise of "weakness"!

"For the Emperor! For Cadia!"

The Cadian Commissar held his Power Sword high, the tip pointing straight at the surging tide of magic, his voice spreading across the position through a loudspeaker.

"The Alien is in the trap! Let them see the Steel of Cadia!"

"For Cadia!!!"

A deafening roar responded to him.

Those soldiers who had been "lining up for rations" instantly disappeared behind cover, replaced by countless lethal fire points protruding from trenches, relying on armored vehicles, and occupying high ground!

Empty ammunition crates were kicked away, revealing the long-loaded Stubbers and Laser Cannon teams underneath!

The Multi-laser turrets and Heavy Bolters of the Chimera Armored Vehicles spewed continuous tongues of fire, the main guns of the Leman Russ Tanks let out deafening roars, and every shot exploded into huge flowers of flesh and blood among the Demon horde!

The Cadian soldiers gripped their Laser Guns tightly, conducting precise fire under the command of the Sergeant.

Dense red laser beams swept down the swarms of lesser demons attempting to pounce forward!

They built a resilient defensive line with their flesh and blood, and with a will of steel.

"Hold steady! Concentrate fire on that big one!"

A Cadian veteran pointed at a plague troll in the distance attempting to charge the defensive line.

Dozens of laser beams and heavy bolter rounds instantly concentrated fire on its bloated body, bursting open foul-smelling pus and rotting flesh; although it failed to kill it immediately, it successfully stalled its pace, winning time for the heavy weapons in the rear to aim.

The battle cannon of a Leman Russ Tank let out a roar, and an armor-piercing shell precisely drilled into the troll's rotting skull, ending it completely!

The soldiers erupted in a brief cheer, then immediately threw themselves back into the more intense battle.

Casualties were happening every moment.

The claws of demons tore open flesh, and fell sorcery turned Cadian soldiers into twisted monsters or burning torches.

But the Cadians surged forward one after another.

When one soldier fell, someone immediately filled their position.

A young soldier was hit in the face by a demon's hellfire and fell screaming; the veteran beside him roared and stabbed through the attacker's eye with a bayonet, only to be pounced on by another demon, and before being torn apart, he pulled the pin on the hand grenade at his waist...

Boom!

Perishing together with the enemy.

Their defensive line constantly deformed and buckled under the demons' assault, yet it never collapsed.

Those roars of "For the Emperor! For Cadia!" converged into an unyielding torrent of steel, proving the astonishing courage and resilience that humans can erupt with when facing Demon Aliens.

Looking down from the air, in front of the Human positions, the demons' corpses had already piled up like mountains, forming a terrifying slope made of filthy flesh, yet the following demons still stepped on their companions' remains, surging upward madly.

Every time the Cadian Commissar's power sword swung down, it precisely severed the head of a demon attempting to break through; his roar was the spiritual pillar for the soldiers.

"For the dead! For the living! Hold the line! Cadia stands!"

"Cadia stands!"