Su Zheng, middle deck.

In the dim passage, a white light suddenly lit up, and the Chaos Wizard's human skin robe danced in the wind beside him. Together with nearly seventy or eighty Thousand Sons warriors in red armor, they appeared one after another out of thin air on the deck of the battleship.

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Not a single Thousand Sons warrior was stuck in the bulkhead.

Ctesias' expression remained normal, as if he had expected it.

This is the power of spiritual energy.

If you study the Thousand Sons' battle cases during the Great Crusade, you will find that inexplicable "luck" and "coincidence" like this always accompany the Thousand Sons Legion.

Magnus once united his think tanks to perform some kind of magic ritual, which made enemies in the entire galaxy seem to be possessed and rush into the trap laid by the Thousand Sons in advance - a very obvious trap.

These strange methods that were divorced from realistic strategies and tactics once made other legions very fearful.

"Head to the bridge."

Ctesias ordered.

The Chaos Wizard raised his hand and pointed forward, and all the Thousand Sons warriors turned around and walked towards the upper deck. The power armor clanged and the red-armored warriors were silent and solemn.

…

"Let the mortals retreat, this is not their war."

Qiao Shida said on the communication channel.

He and Lin Yu led dozens of white-scarred warriors and quickly rushed to the middle deck. At the same time, the sound of uniform footsteps also came from deep in the deck passage.

Qiao Shida paused.

"What's the problem, Joe?"

Lin Yu next to him asked.

The Moon Wolf Warrior whispered:

"The voice...why is it so neat?"

Joe Star is in charge of training new recruits for the Brotherhood of God and Machine, but even the best tactical team under his command cannot achieve such a unified and almost completely consistent pace.

"What does this mean?"

Lin Yu asked.

Qiao Shida shook his head:

"I don't know. Let's go, they will understand after a while."

There was no time to think deeply. When they turned a corner, the White Scar Warrior and the Thousand Sons Warrior suddenly met.

The first moment when the two teams of warriors met, Lin Yu used a reaction speed that was second to none, and struck out with a sword in his backhand. The blade of the sword moved from left to right, like a long scythe cutting through corn, and the Thousand Sons warriors were struck with the sound of saw teeth.

The neck armor was cut open.

"Humph, that's all."

Lin Yu thought to himself.

However, as the chain saw cut through the neck guard, Lin Yu did not feel the vibration of the sword cutting through flesh and bones.

"wrong!"

Lin Yu said subconsciously.

Then, a sharp pain spread throughout his body along his ribs, and a ball of blood spurted out from Lin Yu's mouth and flew backwards.

He was supported by the soldiers behind him.

Lin Yu looked up in horror.

The blow just now accurately hit the opponent's neck armor, and a cut appeared on the Thousand Sons warrior's metal neck guard. The dark crack penetrated the helmet, revealing the dark void inside, and nothing could be seen inside.

An empty shell of powered armor!?

The incision began to glow, like a wriggling maggot glowing with blue light, and then slowly closed like silent lips. Lin Yu lowered his head and saw that a power weapon had penetrated the lower part of his breastplate. Bones could be seen in the wound, and blood flowed all over him.

The empty human form has a hollow inside...

Scarlet Letter Warrior!

“Da da da da da da!”

Fierce firefights sounded.

The White Scar warriors raised their pulse bolt guns and fired at close range. The projectiles were pushed out by the gas in the barrel. With the electromagnetic acceleration of the coil in the barrel, along with the fire and electric current, they rushed out of the muzzle and directly blasted a red letter.

Soldier's helmet exploded.

However, the headless empty shell of armor just stood there and shook for two steps, finally stood firm, and raised the sword to kill again.

Two teams of space warriors collided violently!

The space warriors of the God Machine Brotherhood are more powerful, faster, the shell of the armor is stronger, and the output power of the servo motor is more surging. However, they were used to hitting the vital point directly and using the fighting skills of killing with one move. When faced with the scarlet letter

It doesn't work when you are a warrior, and you even suffer from it.

They are fighting with empty shells of power armor!

The enemy's helmets were cut off, their arms were cut off, revealing their empty interiors, and then they continued to shoot with their guns and chop with their swords without any pause or stagnation. They had no pain, they were tireless, they had no fear...

"Then smash them all to pieces!"

Joestar roared.

Lin Yu's power armor was covered with mottled coagulated blood, and red foam spit out from his mouth. Lamanre's organs were rapidly stopping the bleeding, and the Extremis virus gathered from all over his body toward his chest and began to repair his injuries.

"stand up."

Qiao Shida pulled him up.

Lin Yu took off his helmet, spit out the remaining blood, wiped the blood from his mouth, glared at the enemy, gripped the chain sword tightly, and prepared to charge forward again.

Just then, a loud roar came from behind:

"Get out of my way!"

Hearing Khan's voice, the white-scarred warriors withdrew from the fight with the red-lettered warriors, covered each other, fought and retreated. These red-lettered warriors, who seemed to be fearless of death and fearless of any harm, had well-coordinated limbs.

The level seemed to be far inferior to that of the flesh and blood before. A bunch of empty shells without heads, hands, and cracked armors crowded the entire passage. They chased the removed white scars slightly stiffly until...

A tall, heavy-duty power armor stood alone at the end of the passage. Its burly body, as wide as a door panel, blocked the lights of the entire passage and cast a large shadow.

The cyclone missile launcher above Fu Qinghai's head flashes with red lights. He holds the heavy explosive bomb in the chain in his left hand, and the double-barreled melt gun in his right hand. The blue coil of the heavy plasma cannon on his left shoulder has already lit up. On his right shoulder,

The converted beam cannon, its sharp front end was already aimed at the approaching Scarlet Letter Warrior.

The hoe and plow automatically stretched out from his back, stuck hard into the metal deck at his feet, exploded a cluster of sparks, and firmly supported and fixed the entire heavy-duty power armor, and then...

"Boohoo!"

"Boom-boom-boom!"

"boom--"

"Jiu——"

In an instant, all firepower is on!

The missiles poured out, plasma passed through the air, heavy bombs roared, and molten flames raged. A light green conversion beam disappeared directly into the vast smoke and dust composed of sputtered armor fragments and missile explosion smoke.

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The huge recoil produced by all the weapons firing at the same time caused the hoes and plows supporting the body to make a heartbreaking sound of metal deformation. However, it still stabilized the huge body of the Cyan Mountains and never allowed Fu Qinghai to take a step back.

The firepower continues.

The Cyclone missile launcher fired all the armor-piercing missiles and fragmentation missiles one after another, leaving the bomb nest empty and emitting blue smoke.

The continuously roaring heavy explosive shells continued to pull and engulf the ammunition chain, until the trigger clicked, the double-barreled melt gun drained the last liter of promethium, and the red and yellow fire dragon finally went out.

Even the conversion beam cannons and heavy plasma cannons on the left and right shoulders were flashing prompts in the retinal field of vision - the weapons were too hot and could not fire.

The endless explosions finally stopped.

The white smoke slowly dissipated.

The incomplete battleship passages, bulkheads, floors, and ceilings were exposed, with large and small holes everywhere. Sparks exploded from hanging wires from time to time, the steel plates were twisted into twist shapes, and molten iron slowly flowed along the corners.

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Broken electronic muscle fiber bundles were scattered like hairs, and the power backpack turned into piles of scrap metal. Except for the red armor fragments covering the floor of the passage, there was no trace of the existence of the Scarlet Letter Warrior.

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There is only one person left, standing in the smoke.

A Chaos Wizard!

Ctesias half-knelt on one knee, holding a black sword in one hand, and stretched out his other hand forward, holding up a vague and flickering psychic shield, blocking out the diffuse smoke.

Through the hazy psychic shield, you can still see the vicious eyes behind him.
To be continued...