coobybook Chapter 124 Lord of the Red Sand
Chapter 124 Lord of the Red Sand
In front of a master swordsman, you'd better not reveal the slightest flaw!
Soon, Sigismund seized the opportunity and pierced the chest of the Skull Lord with his sword.
The Blood God never asks where the blood comes from. Whether it's from the enemy or an ally, as long as there's blood and skull, it's fine.
The battles in the world of Arrasan are becoming increasingly fierce, with both sides deploying more and more troops, and the scale of the battles is naturally growing larger and larger.
The changes in the sky grew stronger and stronger; the clouds in the sky no longer had the shape of clouds, but instead converged into a huge blood-red vortex.
Slowly, the vortex began to spin and grew faster and faster, forming a bloody whirlwind.
Unbeknownst to them, the air had become increasingly viscous, making it difficult for ordinary people to breathe. However, the Khorne demons seemed to enjoy it, and their strength was gradually increasing.
A blood-red behemoth appeared in the sky; the owner of this behemoth belonged to a World Devourer war gang.
A fierce battle immediately broke out on orbit, with the World Eaters launching a desperate boarding maneuver before the giant ship could be destroyed by the loyalists.
Finally, a phantom appeared faintly in the blood-red clouds.
The tall Fenris man felt the powerful pressure and quickly looked up. His eyes slowly changed. At first, there was a hint of fear, but it quickly turned into a fanatical look, and the corners of his mouth turned up, revealing huge canine teeth.
The Gray Knight Grand Master also looked up at the sky and smiled. The fortune teller was right; "it" was really about to appear.
Two World Eater Space Marines lunged forward, intending to kill the Grand Master.
The Grand Master snorted and swung the Namesis Pyre, killing a Khorne Space Marine with a single blow.
Another Khorne Space Marine lunged forward, bringing his heavy chainsaw axe down with a vengeance.
The Grand Master reached out his left hand and grabbed the handle of the heavy chainsaw axe, easily disarming the Khorne Space Marine with a slight effort.
"Here you go!" the Grand Master roared, swinging his heavy chainsaw axe at the Khorne Space Marine with his left hand. The Khorne Space Marine was unable to dodge in time and was cleaved in two by his own weapon.
Sigismund also sensed it; "it" had truly arrived. The "black sword" was trembling slightly, and Sigismund could feel it.
To be honest, he was a little scared. This time, the enemy was a "demigod," a Primarch. How many rounds could he last against it? Maybe he wouldn't even last one round. But at this moment, Sigismund had already disregarded life and death. As a warrior of the "Emperor," he was fearless and would not back down even when facing his own offspring.
There was another person looking up – that was Bertrand Russell.
At this moment, the blood cloud seemed to be hiding an ancient ferocious beast, making people tremble involuntarily. Russell had also begun to tremble, and his right hand holding the Blood Drinker trembled even more violently. He could feel that the Blood Drinker was also trembling slightly.
As the phantom appeared more and more frequently, it finally revealed its true form.
The Red Sand Angel finally appeared, standing atop a colossal ship, its warp projection making it appear to be tens of thousands of feet tall.
Once Angron appeared, the loyalists' macro cannons began to bombard him without reservation.
However, the power of the evil god enveloped him, rendering the attacks of the loyalists completely ineffective.
Like a giant cannonball, "Red Sand Angel" Angron crashed to the ground.
In terms of appearance, the Red Angel Angron is a smaller version of the "Bloodthirsty Berserker". It also has a crimson body, a twisted face, and huge red wings, and is covered in heavy bronze plate armor. However, upon closer inspection, you will find that Angron's bronze plate armor is completely different from the Bloodthirsty Berserker's plate armor. His armor looks more ancient and heavy, and is covered with black patterns. In addition, the armor is covered with skulls.
"Roar!" Angron let out a wild roar as he fell, and brandished his weapons in both hands.
With a wave of his hand, the "Black Blade" in his left hand immediately burst into black flames, while the "Destroyer" in his right hand blazed with fiery red flames. Demonic power began to rise around him, and his broad wings rippled with layers of purple energy.
Is there really anyone who can defeat "it"? Russell felt that Angron was simply the embodiment of "rage", the manifestation of death, and an unstoppable "god of war".
After Angron appeared, both demons and world devourers became violent.
The Space Wolves' "Lord" stepped out from the ranks, ready to lead his wolf guards in a charge against the "Primarch" and the "Traitor."
This "Wolf Lord" has red hair and wears a silver-white Hades-style Terminator armor. There is a huge wolf head on each of his two shoulder armors. These two wolves are not his spoils of war, but his comrades.
The Grand Mentor of the Grey Knights also gathered 108 Grey Knights to prepare for a desperate charge against Angron.
Sigismund also decided to lead fifty Black Templars to fight the Primarch.
At this moment, the three important figures were all prepared to fight to the death against the "Lord of Red Sand".
Angron couldn't wait any longer, and he launched the first attack on the Wolf Pack warriors.
"Blood rained down," "flesh and blood splattered like hail"—Angron left a trail of carnage in his wake, killing dozens of Wolf Pack warriors in an instant without any chance to resist.
The Wolf Lord roared, "Son of Ruth, fearless! Traitor, die!"
Then he led a hundred wolf pack warriors and dozens of wolf guards to charge towards Angron.
Sigismund brandished the "Black Sword" and shouted, "In the name of the Emperor, we fight against traitors! The sons of Rogdorn will never back down!"
Grand Master Grey Knights raised the Halberd of Namesis and shouted: For the Emperor!
Three powerful warriors led the strongest warriors of their respective legions to confront Angron.
Although Angron is now like a beast, completely devoid of reason, his fighting spirit is incredibly frenzied.
The Butcher's Nail spun constantly in his mind, fueling his perpetual rage, which could only be satisfied by blood and death.
Those demonic eyes naturally saw through the three legions' intentions, which was exactly what Angron wanted.
The enraged Angron let out a terrifying roar, which stirred up a thick, bloody wind.
Soon, the Space Wolves warriors collided with Angron.
With each swing of the "Black Blade," at least several Wolf Pack warriors were cut in two; with each swing of the Annihilator, several Wolf Pack warriors were reduced to minced meat. Neither Terminator armor, ordinary power armor, nor any other weapon could stop Angron's casual strikes. His attacks were like a whirlwind of death sweeping through the Wolf Pack warriors.