Chapter 144

Rumble—!!!

The earth-shattering explosion instantly drained the color from the world!

The terrifying explosive flames, mixed with blinding light, formed a fireball covering a diameter of several kilometers, and under the dumbfounded expressions of the loyalists, a mushroom cloud rose a hundred meters high!

The entire earth seemed to be shaking, and the intense shockwave was like a physical force, blowing the Chaos bastards off their feet, flipping them over in swathes like wheat in a field!

Flames raged, and smoke rolled!

The scene was immediately in chaos; the Chaos bastards who had occupied an absolute advantage a second ago and were howling were physically wiped out by the warship's explosion the next second!

Astartes?

Don't be silly; even if a Dreadnought came, it would still be wiped out, let alone power armor—that stuff was no different from paper in the explosion of a light-speed engine!

Of the more than three hundred Chaos Space Marines, some were lucky enough to escape because they were charging slower, but nearly two hundred Chaos Space Marines were permanently turned into a part of Loser in the terrifying explosion.

As for the Tzeentch and Khorne demon armies, and even the heretics, they suffered even heavier casualties; because they were too clustered, two-thirds of them were wiped out instantly!

Alvin felt that if there were a battle report system, it would likely be dinging non-stop in his head right now.

This wave could at least be considered an MVP!

On the eve of the warship's explosion, Alvin hid in the Xenomorph universe and soon returned, looking at the heavily damaged Chaos bastards, feeling incredibly refreshed in his heart!

"That'll teach you to hold a grudge! That'll teach you to find a Greater Daemon to torture me!"

Alvin finally vented his anger, feeling so refreshed that his whole body felt tingly: "I wiped out your legion in one wave; let's see what you have left!"

As for the other side, in the forge factory.

Looking at the Xeno battleship taking the initiative to crash into Chaos and causing massive losses to the enemy, greatly relieving the pressure on their side, even Yan Liang couldn't help but twitch his face, and after a long time, he quipped: "Loyal, too fucking loyal!"

Wasn't it loyal?

A Xeno, piloting a warship, took the initiative to crash into the Chaos side before crashing—this was too loyal; if an Inquisitor came, they'd probably give them an award!

Of course, as a member of the Empire, he certainly couldn't say that, so Yan Liang's mind turned, and he pulled the battle flag and roared: "Everyone, this must be the Emperor's blessing; we will definitely achieve victory!!!"

What heresy? That was clearly the Emperor's blessing!

In the excited crowd, only Take opened his mouth wide, staring blankly at the location where the battleship exploded, and gasped: "My Emperor, could it be... that this was the big move that kid pulled off?!"

Space orbit, World Eaters strike cruiser.

The World Eaters Legion could be traced back to the Great Crusade era, and their Primarch was Angron Thal'kyr, a 'legendary' useless Primarch in 40K.

Speaking of Angron, one topic is inevitable: the 'Butcher's Nails' on his forehead.

It is said that this is an ancient technology from the Dark Age of Technology that can grant the implantee powerful strength, but it also causes the implantee to fall under the control of rage.

Because of this, Angron was jokingly called the 'Butcher's Nails' on his forehead, which was his true self.

There were rumors in the Warp that the real Angron had actually died long ago, and the thing alive now was purely the nails having become sentient.

From this, one can know the reputation of the World Eaters Primarch, 'The Axe-Man' Angron, in Warhammer.

And coincidentally, most members of the World Eaters Legion were also forcibly implanted with 'Butcher's Nails' by their Primarch.

Heaven knows why Angron wanted to implant Butcher's Nails into every one of his descendants; perhaps he thought it was a good thing.

Due to various reasons, during the 'Horus Heresy,' the 'World Eaters' Legion was the first legion to betray the Empire.

But after embracing Chaos, the 'World Eaters' split.

That is the literal meaning; from the original legion form, they split into various Chaos warbands; although they all originated from the 'World Eaters,' they had been fighting for ten thousand years and had long since integrated many other new forces, making them very different from the original World Eaters.

The Chaos warband that invaded Loser, although it was the World Eaters Legion, had a new name: the 'Blood Skull' warband!

Not long ago, they had just ambushed a passing Astartes Chapter in the Warp.

As a result, they failed.

Not only were the losses somewhat heavy, but they even earned the 'Blood God's' disgust for it.

To regain their honor, the leader of the Blood Skull warband, Piazas, took the initiative to accept another mission, following the 'Blood God's' instructions, and led the Chaos warband to descend upon the Loser hive!

This was a great operation to regain honor and have the Blood God bestow blessings again.

However, just as Piazas was fantasizing about giving those spineless 'Ultramarines' a little surprise during the boarding action later.

The Chaos Space Marines on the surface of Loser gave him a big surprise in advance!

A Xeno warship that popped out from who knows where suddenly attacked the Chaos Space Marines on the surface; because they didn't carry large equipment, let alone fire support, the more than three hundred Chaos Space Marines who dropped in suffered heavy losses under the opponent's air-to-ground strike!

Looking at the battle report again, Piazas almost had a high blood pressure attack.

More than three hundred Chaos Space Marines had lost more than half in just two or three rounds of artillery fire!

"What the hell is going on?!"

Piazas was both shocked and angry; that was the combat strength of three whole companies, and they were wiped out by more than half just like that?

"Leader, we don't know either!"

The pilot was also confused.

Where on earth did such a massive Xeno warship pop out from?

"Blow it down for me!!!"

Piazas's heart was practically bleeding.

It wasn't easy to survive as a Chaos warband; if they were even slightly weak, they might be targeted by other Chaos warbands, leading to looting wars; light losses meant heavy casualties, and heavy losses meant complete disappearance!

To redeem the 'Blood God's' disappointment, he had bet everything this time, and all seven companies of the warband were dispatched!

As a result, the war had just begun, and nearly half of the Astartes in his three companies were wiped out in one encounter; who the hell could he reason with?

With such heavy losses, if he couldn't complete this mission and receive the 'Blood God's' blessing, after returning to the Warp, either the warband would be annexed, or he would be hacked to death by his subordinates.

Don't think that Chaos warbands have any rules; after all, everyone has joined Chaos, so what rules could there be?

Whoever has the greatest strength is the boss!

With such heavy losses, if he didn't make up for it, even if the 'Blood God' and other Chaos warbands didn't bother them, the people below would skin him alive!

"Prepare to board!" Piazas suppressed the anger in his heart and still intended to solve the most threatening target.

He stared viciously at the strike cruiser floating in orbit, which belonged to the Watchers, a successor Chapter of the Ultramarines, as if it were the enemy from just now, and growled: "Slaughter those spineless things for me; the Blood God will bless us!"

Whether the Blood God would bless them, he didn't know.

But Piazas knew he had to do something, otherwise the malicious gazes of the Astartes around him would truly be too much for him to bear.

After all.

If one were to trace the root cause of this loss, the fundamental reason was his command error—he hadn't noticed the Xeno warship!

Fortunately, although the remaining Chaos Space Marines were restless, the deterrent power of their leader Piazas was still there, and they obediently boarded the boarding torpedoes.

"Blood God bless us, please let everything go smoothly next!"

This was the most pious prayer Piazas had ever made in his life.

If they couldn't even take down half a company of Ultramarines, he couldn't imagine how the 'Blood God' would view them; he probably would find them embarrassing and kick them out directly.

The remaining Chaos Space Marines clearly understood this point as well, all howling and exerting themselves, boarding the boarding torpedoes, and after the warship approached to a suitable distance, they started a new round of boarding for the day!

A beautiful day starts with boarding!