So after hearing the word "order", the captain could only instruct the crew with sweating profusely to start the process of jumping out of the subspace.

Because in just a short time, the screams of the battle sisters before they died and the bloodthirsty and manic roars of the Khorne demons were heard one after another in the outer passage.

There was even an eyeball of unknown origin that flew in from the end of the corridor and landed on the ground, with a large lump of optic nerve and brain tissue attached to the end.

There is no doubt that this is the daily routine of human space battleships carrying out subspace teleportation in the Warhammer Universe.

There is absolutely no pattern to attacks like this.

Some people sail their whole lives without encountering any problems, but some people only sail once and completely leave their lives and souls in the subspace.

"Sisters! Hold on! The cockpit must not be lost! We must not die here! Because we still have a glorious mission! For the great emperor! For the empire!"

Sister Grace kicked the large demon of Khorne, which was twice her height, away with one kick, and took the lead with Gao Gu's battle cry.

The chain sword in her hand was stained with blood and flesh from having killed so many enemies, and some of its teeth were even scarred by hard bones.

But even so, the woman still didn't take a step back. Instead, she took off her damaged helmet, leaving her long white hair completely dyed red with blood and minced meat.

The inspired battle nuns also used all their strength regardless of their injuries, and used the narrow terrain of the passage to stop the demonic impact ten times their own.

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But no matter how many demons die, there will always be a dense and endless number behind them.

If it weren't for the limited internal space of the spaceship, the Battle Sisters would have been completely overwhelmed by the endless enemies.

"how long will it take?"

Grace picked up the bolter that fell on the ground and fired all the bullets in the magazine in one breath. She asked sternly while wearing a ragged breath, while she continued to retreat back with the last remaining battle sisters.

Even though the battle only lasted a short time from the beginning to the present, and he was wearing a power mecha with excellent performance, the fierce battle took a huge toll on his physical strength.

After all, the Battle Sisters are not genetically modified Astartes, and they can still kill a bloody stream even in the face of tens of thousands of enemies.

They are essentially just ordinary human women who have undergone rigorous training. Even if they use drugs or even mechanical modifications, they are simply not comparable to the former in terms of strength and physical strength.

"Five minutes! Give me five more minutes!"

The captain's eyes were fixed on the electronic screen on the spacecraft, and his whole body was soaked with sweat from head to toe.

Because this was the first time he attempted to complete the procedure of jumping out of subspace without the guidance of a navigator.

You must know that in this universe, the role of a navigator is not only to provide the correct direction and route for the spacecraft, but also to shoulder the responsibility of sensing the distance between oneself and the star torch.

Only they can know where in the real universe the spacecraft will be when it jumps out while sailing in subspace, and whether it has reached its destination.

If you do this without the guidance of a navigator, God knows what kind of accident you will encounter when you jump out.

Maybe it is to jump directly into the middle of a star or planet, or it may be to plunge into a dense asteroid belt, or to enter a star field controlled by the enemy.

If the current situation hadn't been so bad that it couldn't get any worse, the captain wouldn't have taken such a huge risk.

"Hurry up! We can't hold it anymore!"

Grace urged loudly without looking back.

Because she had already seen a skull-taker demon with skulls embedded all over his body slowly walking out from behind.

Especially the cloak behind him, which is densely packed with skulls of Astartes super warriors.

After all the low-level Khorne demons felt his appearance, they lowered their heads to express awe and surrender.

Because this is no ordinary demon, but a typical great demon blessed by the evil god Khorne.

Although it is not as good as the Destruction Seed that can annihilate an entire planet by one person and slaughter hordes of Astartes Space Marines like chickens, there are also the so-called Skull Guards, the Deathbringers and the Kinsmen of Khorne.

Angras, but he is by no means an unknown person, but the most legendary bloodletting demon.

His presence often signifies the gaze of the evil god Khorne.

moment!

Grace's heart sank to the bottom.

Although she did not know exactly how the information was leaked, Khorne now undoubtedly knew of his mission.

"Woman, are you ready to have your limbs and head chopped off by me?"

The Skull Snatcher grinned with a bloodthirsty and cruel smile.

There is a pair of huge and forward-curved horns on the top of his head. His entire face looks like a skeleton wrapped in red skin. His body is made of exaggeratedly strong muscles. He also carries a huge serrated blade with a wide blade in his hand.

Sword, a long tongue extends outward from the mouth, constantly licking the blood stained on the giant sword.

"How did you and your master know about my itinerary?" Grace asked with a frown.

"Hahahaha! You think I will tell you the answer? No! I'm just here to kill you all."

The Skull Snatcher grinned and let out a mocking laugh, then swung his giant sword and charged.

boom!!!!!

A red afterimage flashed in the air, and then the Sister and her powered mecha flew out, slamming into the wall behind, directly creating a deep crater in the hard alloy plate.

I even spurted out a large amount of blood under the huge reaction force.

There is no doubt that in terms of strength and speed, Grace is no match for the big demon in front of her, and she is not even qualified to fight against him.

Don't talk about her, even if you replace all the Battle Sisters with Astartes, it will still be in vain.

The severe pain and suffocation made Grace fall into despair. Knowing that today might be the end of her short life, she subconsciously wanted to press the self-destruct button, and then rush forward to give this powerful demon a hard blow.

But at this critical moment.

The spacecraft finally completed all the procedures, suddenly opened a crack in the subspace, and flew through the crack like an arrow from a string and flew into the real universe.

moment!

The demons that were crowded behind the passage all disappeared, leaving only blood and broken corpses everywhere.

But there was no trace of joy in the aftermath of the disaster on Grace's face.

Because the most troublesome Skull Snatcher did not disappear, but followed the spacecraft from subspace to the real universe.

Seeing the desperate expressions on the faces of everyone on the spaceship, the Skull Snatcher joked in a cat-and-mouse tone: "What a pity, isn't it? You were so close to escaping from me."

"Devil! Don't be complacent! Because even if I fail, the empire will send others to perform this task."

Grace endured the pain and struggled to get up. One of her hands had quietly reached into the self-destruct button under the deformed breastplate.

Just as she was about to press the button, she suddenly felt a white dot shining with silver light appear in the endless deep sky outside.

The next second...

The hull's outer armor, which was strong enough to withstand the impact of meteorites, was torn apart like paper by an invisible force.

Out of a subconscious fighting instinct, the Skulltaker immediately picked up the blade blessed by Khorne and jumped up to chop it down.

clang!

Along with the sound of metal collision, golden sparks flew everywhere.

I saw this huge sword directly split a silver metal man's head in half from the middle.

But the interesting thing is that not only did the metal man whose head was split open die, but he also quickly merged the two halves of his head, firmly fixing the high-temperature red-light magic sword, and no matter how hard the skull snatcher tried, he couldn't pull it out.

return.

What's even more frightening is that the merged metal heads secrete a large amount of black grease, which is devouring and decomposing the weapon at a speed visible to the naked eye.

When the demon came back to his senses, the sword in his hand had completely disappeared, leaving only a small section of the handle.

Such a weird scene not only dumbfounded the Skull Snatcher, but also the other people in the spacecraft.

You don't need to ask to know that this silver metal man is the incarnation created by Zuo Si in this universe. To be precise, he is himself in the form of completely shining oil.

He felt the fluctuations in the nearby subspace, so he was curious and wanted to rush over to take a look. By the way, he wanted to see what the so-called subspace was and whether it was as he expected.

The layers are the same.

As a result, they happened to encounter the Human Empire spaceship that had just jumped out of subspace.

"The Great Daemon of Khorne?"

Zuo Si looked at the Skull Snatcher up and down, and suddenly showed a very surprised expression.

After all, the more powerful demons under Khorne generally have two particularly obvious characteristics, one is red skin, and the other is an angry flame that cannot be extinguished.

No hesitation!

He directly pulled the skulltaker out of the cabin and threw it into the cold space, and then resealed the torn shell.

Otherwise, it won’t be long before the humans inside who are not wearing life-support equipment will freeze to death due to the ultra-low temperature of minus 270 degrees Celsius.

When the shell was closed again, Grace, whose face had already condensed with ice, breathed a sigh of relief.

She had obviously recognized this metal man as the target she needed to contact during this trip, and she did not feel that the Skull Snatcher, who had lost his weapon, had any hope of winning.

After all, according to the judgment given by the council, this mysterious existence should at least have power comparable to that of the subspace evil god or a secondary god. It can easily control all materials including metals. Even its body is made of alloys and put together under high pressure.

Even if it is broken, it can be reshaped anytime and anywhere.

"Phew - we are finally saved."
To be continued...