Chapter 146

Who is Albert?

The most capable Captain of the Frost Wolf's Tooth Chapter; even the Chapter Master, if he didn't hold back, would likely not last ten moves against him—a tough guy of the Chapter!

He once had the glorious record of killing a Khorne Greater Daemon single-handedly, and he even killed his way into a Tyranid hive alone; looking at the Space Wolves, he could be considered famous.

And such a tough guy was actually ambushed?!

The Chapter Chaplain couldn't help but want to mourn for the people who offended Albert; this tough guy of the wolf Chapter had never been a kind person!

As for Piazas, his heart was half-cold right now.

Looking at the wolf-Chapter tough guy who suddenly broke into the command room, with an adamantium round shield on his left hand, a power claw on his right, a burly and sturdy figure, wolf skin draped over his power armor, and three shining gold nails on his forehead, he immediately secretly said "bad"!

Last time, they ambushed the Frost Wolf's Tooth, and with the two major advantages of numbers and a surprise attack, they actually didn't win against the opponent, which already explained the result.

This group of Space Wolves... is a bit fierce!

As a result, now the other side's Captain was like a BOSS, killing through the defensive line single-handedly and breaking directly into the command room; how could Piazas not understand the gap?

Not to mention anything else, just looking at the three gold nails on the other side's forehead, he knew he was definitely not an opponent!

But if he turned and ran...

Piazas could already feel the cold gaze from behind; needless to say... if he dared to turn and run, those restless subordinates would dare to cut his head off and hang it on the 'Blood God's' flag!

"Under the witness of the Blood God, I... Piazas Kurs, World Eaters Legion, Blood Skull warband leader, challenge you to a duel of honor and courage!"

Piazas looked at his malicious colleagues, summoned his courage, pulled out his chain axe, sighed in his heart, stepped out, and glared at the wolf-Chapter tough guy.

"Not bad, still have some courage!"

Facing a challenge, the Space Wolves never feared; even knowing it was a trap, the hot-tempered Albert still chose to accept: "In the name of the All-Father and Russ, I, Albert Amos, accept your challenge, heretic!"

The surrounding Chaos canned men silently retreated a few steps.

The Chapter Chaplain's expression was normal, as if he were used to it, and he retreated half a step, asking by the way: "Captain, do you need a power hammer?"

"No need."

Albert grinned hideously, loosened his muscles, and the power claw on his right hand hooked his fingers at the opponent, full of disdain: "To deal with this kind of bastard, I don't need a power hammer!"

Too arrogant!

Piazas gritted his teeth hard and glared at Albert, who looked down on him: "Blood God above, I will definitely make you regret looking down on me like this!"

Bang!

The steel-cast ground suddenly made a loud noise.

As Piazas stepped and exerted force, he was like a savage African giant elephant, his body dragging a bursting shockwave, suddenly crossing the interval of several meters, and the chain axe held in his right hand emitted a mechanical roar, slashing down at high speed!

However, although his movements were fast, in the eyes of the battle-hardened Albert, it was full of flaws; the round shield on his left arm lifted, directly blocking this blow!

Clang!!!

The chain axe slashed on the adamantium shield, blooming with dazzling sparks.

The harsh sound of metal clashing exploded, accompanied by the air stirred by the collision of powerful forces, and the murderous aura filled the command room!

"World Eater cub, is this all the strength you have?!"

Albert easily blocked an axe, not only did he not counterattack, but he even had spare energy, laughing and mocking: "I don't think it's enough; why don't you just drive a nail into your own brain!"

"Shut up!!!"

In front of a World Eater, mentioning that nail was no different from the greatest mockery; no matter how good Piazas's mentality was, he was angered until his eyes turned red.

He retreated half a step, this time changing to a two-handed grip, half of his body rotated, increasing his strength with centrifugal force, and slashed out an afterimage angrily!

Albert's seemingly burly body was actually extremely agile; he stepped and turned, easily avoiding the opponent's powerful blow again, and the power claw in his right hand exerted all its strength, aiming at Piazas's head, and gave him a big slap!

Slap!!!

This slap made all the canned men present twitch their eyelids; they actually saw a sonic boom!

It wasn't an illusion; it was a real sonic boom!

And Piazas felt his head almost fly off his neck; his helmet was slapped to pieces, and he was slapped until he saw stars, stumbling to the side.

"Is this all the skill you have?!"

Albert was purely here to vent his anger; not waiting for Piazas to stabilize his figure, he raised his leg and kicked him in the chest.

Bang!

Piazas was kicked until he flew backward, hitting the wall solidly, and then, before his brains were even shaken evenly, he felt his scalp being grabbed by someone and slammed fiercely toward the ground!

Bang!

His head made intimate contact with the ground, smashing Piazas until he vomited blood, and several big teeth flew out.

But the furious Albert didn't intend to let this damn heretical bastard go so easily; his power claw grabbed his head, dragging him on the ground like trash, turning a big circle, and throwing him toward another wall!

Boom!

Only then did Piazas deeply feel the gap between him and the opponent; it was even greater than the gap between a human and an Astartes—it simply wasn't on the same level!

"Aren't you very powerful?"

Albert didn't intend to let this bastard go so easily; he had been in the first company for more than three hundred years, and except for some large-scale battles, when had he ever suffered such a loss?

Being ambushed by a group of Chaos bastards, resulting in the deaths of more than twenty brothers—if he went back, wouldn't he be mocked to death by that old thing, the Chapter Master?

If he could swallow this anger, he wouldn't be Albert!

"Get up for me!" Albert grabbed Piazas's head, treating him like a broken cloth bag, throwing him back and forth, occasionally stepping on him a few times—it was purely a one-sided abuse!

"Leader!!"

The Chaos canned men beside him seemed to be unable to watch anymore.

No matter what, Piazas was their boss after all; being rubbed on the ground like this was too shameful, right?

The already restless Chaos canned men attempted to go up and gang up, but unfortunately... they were blocked by the Chapter Chaplain clad in black armor.

"Sorry, our Captain is having a good time fighting."

The Chapter Chaplain's voice was very calm, looking quite easygoing, and he smiled: "I can't let you guys go and disturb our Captain."

"Get lost!!!"

When the Chaos canned men saw that there were seven or eight of them on their side and only one on the other side, since they had the advantage, why bother talking nonsense with him?

Seven or eight Chaos canned men pulled out their chainswords one after another, howling 'Blood God' and wanting to avenge their leader.

"I'm talking to you guys nicely, and none of you are listening?!" Who knew, the Chapter Chaplain suddenly erupted, pulled out his Chaplain crozius, and danced it quite fiercely!

Bang, bang, bang!

In a few seconds, he hammered a Chaos canned man into meat paste.

Then this Chapter Chaplain grinned hideously and took off his helmet; the three gold nails on his forehead made the group of Chaos canned men seem to hear the call of the 'Blood God'.

Did I make a mistake!!!

What kind of Chapter is this; the Captain is a veteran who has served for three hundred years, but why is the Chapter Chaplain also a veteran who has served for three hundred years!

"Why do you think I'm a Chaplain?"

The Chapter Chaplain held the Emperor's Proverbs in his left hand and waved his Chaplain crozius in his right, looking like a pious physical transcendence: "Chaos, right? World Eaters, right? Die for me—!"