Chapter 361 05.0360: "New Skill: I think he is very powerful!"

Faced with a sudden double fatal attack.

This big guy's brain, which was as big as a baby's fist and completely inconsistent with its body size, was somewhat overloaded, causing this violent creature to not know which attack to block for a moment.

Finally, it raised its adamantine sword and chopped it down, choosing to block the buzzing and roaring Holy Blood Chainsaw Sword that was swinging at it, simply because it looked more noisy and the collision would surely be more lively.

Ping!
When the swords collided, sparks flew and a sharp metallic sound broke out.

The weapons biting against each other made a terrible crunching sound, and the saw teeth scraped against the blades with a teeth-grinding sound.

The warhorse under Horatio's crotch kicked the greenskin leader in the chest with one hoof, instantly kicking off a large piece of armor on his chest.

"Ouch!" the leader yelled and staggered back.

But this was not the end. The warhorse galloped and swung its tail. Its long tail swept across the green-skinned man's face like a fine steel wire, hitting his tiny eyes. Before the man could even utter a sound, the horse's hoof kicked hard with its hind hoof on the big guy's unprotected head.

"Ouch!" After receiving this blow, the leader lost his balance and fell backwards. His skull instantly shattered, and a large piece of it shrank. The broken skull fragments flew out with part of the brain tissue, revealing the bloody and tender pink brain.

But this amazingly resilient beast was not dead yet. It struggled to get up from the ground with its huge body and used its rough, muddy hands to put the brain, which was not big to begin with and had become pitifully small after part of it was blown away, back into its head which had turned into a coconut-like hole.

"Ugh, it hurts, my head itches, it feels like it's going to grow a brain!" Its stubby fingers were stirring in the bloody hole on top of its head, scratching the bloody brain inside. The scene was horrifying and funny, and its already red eyes were now glowing red.

"I'm going to kill you, you stinky shrimp! Waaaaaaagh!!"

Retracting its fingers, its hand stained with blood and brain fluid clenched tightly around the chopping blade, it roared again, letting out a war cry and charging at Horatio.

The beast charged sideways quite cunningly, using its body to cover the crude axe that its other hand had picked up from the ground, and after closing in suddenly, it swung and hurled it at Horatio.

At the moment when the flying axe was about to hit him, Horatio, who had activated the omen fragment and saw through his actions, had already jumped off his horse and rushed forward.

The flying axe missed its target by a hair's breadth and swiped past the dark horse's mane that had been neatly trimmed by the servant, chopping off a large chunk of it, sending the broken hair flying in the air.

Horatio rolled forward to cushion the impact after landing, and the moment he adjusted his posture, he picked up the Holy Blood Chainsaw Sword in his hand, gritted his teeth and slashed at the three-meter-tall green-skinned leader, who also let out an excited howl.

In front of this ferocious beast, Horatio was like a short hobbit, neither tall nor broad.

But such a tiny mortal managed to withstand the charge of a beast more terrifying than a war horse, and his sword collided with the fierce blows of the red-eyed and furious green-skinned giant leader.

Horatio's iron hand creaked. Even after being cushioned by reinforced organs and implants, the overwhelming force from the opponent still made his whole body go soft and numb. His throat felt sweet and his feet sank deeply into the mud.

Both sides used all their strength at the same time.

The sword pressed against the knife, producing more sparks.

The monomolecular teeth turned and scraped against the adamantium edge of the sword, sparks flew everywhere, splashing on his hair, face, and clothes, stinging Horatio's senses.

He didn't care, gritted his teeth, stared at the big guy who was fighting back, sword against knife. At this very close distance, the stench of the green-skinned big guy hit him in the face, irritating his nose.

"Go to hell... Alien!" His iron hand began to tremble. This was not because he was overloaded by a wave of heavy blows from the greenskins who were using all their strength, but the tremor after Horatio took the initiative to overload the power.

puff!

The built-in coolant flows through the entire arm at high speed along the heat dissipation pipe, absorbing excess waste heat until it vaporizes. The pressure relief port gushes out hot steam.

With a click, his Iron Hand's power was strengthened again. He held the entire Holy Blood Chain Sword in one hand and pressed down on the green-skinned giant with a force of a thousand pounds.

"Ah?!" The other green-skinned guys who were fighting with the Imperial Army nearby noticed this strange scene.

A tiny shrimp, who was neither big nor strong, suppressed their boss with just a sword in one hand.

Their boss was clearly holding the axe in both hands and chopping, but he was still slowly forced back by the seemingly fragile little shrimp, as if the strength of his two hands was not as great as the little shrimp's one iron arm.

"Can you do it? Boss! Kill those little shrimps!" The other big guys cheered, but soon they were brought back into the melee by the troops led by Louise and Farida.

Buzz! The saw teeth continued to spin, and its built-in skill, Blood Angel's Fury, was charged with the collision of the battle and was ready.

Just as many big guys were fighting fiercely nearby, a roar that was not like a human voice burst out from Horatio's throat.

They saw the little shrimp with bloodshot eyes, looking like a madman, with veins bulging on his bloodshot forehead. The big boss who was originally suppressed by the chainsaw sword was finally overwhelmed by this last straw.

Horatio gritted his teeth and pressed down the hilt of the sword.

Snapped! A crisp sound.

The fine gold blade was broken directly by the blow.

The next second, the revelry Holy Blood Chainsword rushed into the arms of the orc with him. The huge chainsaw sword started from the exposed half of the brain, crushed the bent spine, and went to the chest where the armor had fallen off, and was completely embedded in the upper body of the greenskin.

puff!

The high-speed rotating blade of the chainsaw sword easily cut into the flesh under brute force. A large amount of torn flesh, internal organs and bone residue sprayed out from the end of the chainsaw sword and sprinkled on the imperial soldiers and greenskins fighting not far away.

As he swung his sword, half of the head fell from the three-meter-high mountain of meat to the ground, and was grabbed by the black horse next to it and eaten without any care.

"That guy... He chopped the boss in half with one hand?!" "I don't think I can beat him..."

"I think he's so strong!"

The little guys and big guys who rushed into the battle line looked at their boss who fell to the ground after being beheaded, and then looked at this shrimp with red eyes, whose fighting power was totally inconsistent with his appearance, looking at them with red eyes.

What was even more terrifying was that as they kept thinking, Horatio's eyes, which were already under the rage of the Blood Angel, became redder and brighter, and it seemed as if his simple gaze could kill them.

"Hey! What the hell is this? Look here!"

"Run, we can't win this fight!"

"I'm running away now. There will be bigger and more powerful Waaaagh waiting for me in the future. How can I die here?"

The green-skinned boys and big guys who rushed into the battle line retreated one after another, crawling out of the line, regardless of the Imperial Army's bullets and artillery fire that were constantly firing at their backs.

The noble ladies who followed the wounded Sir Wellesley to a safe area looked at the naval officer holding in one hand a huge two-handed sword that could be considered a greatsword for mortals.

With the method of head-on brute force, he actually single-handedly killed such a huge and ferocious greenskin boss who was as fierce and ferocious as a mountain of muscles. They all opened their mouths in an unladylike manner, and some of them had such distorted expressions that they even had double chins.

"God-Emperor, the story he told about his battles that night was not a lie."

Sir Wellesley, who was receiving treatment for his wounds, was standing beside the command vehicle at the rear, muttering to himself as he looked at the young man, who was not even half the height of the green-skinned boss.

"Okay, I admit that he does have the ability to kill Space Marines." Lieutenant Colonel Cotton of the Royal Armored Regiment put down the telescope in his hand, recalled the scene of Horatio covered in blood, and said to himself.

"He's like a god of war. I can't imagine he can really be called a 'mortal'. Wait! That chainsword... has the mark of the Son of Sanguinius. He actually has a chapter gift!? And it's a founding chapter!"

Lieutenant Colonel Moore of the 88th Infantry Regiment recognized the bright red chainsword in Horatio's hand and was dumbfounded. Anyone who loves to collect swords knows the value and weight of this weapon.

"If my hand were broken here today, I would definitely ask him where he got that iron hand customized so that it could swing such a big thing." Sir Wellesley affirmed the fighting ability of his naval colleague in a joking tone.

Beside him, the younger ladies looked at him with his back to them, his resolute and mighty figure, covered in blood, and screamed excitedly.

They looked at each other and communicated with their eyes. They couldn't help imagining how great it would be if they could hold hands with such a noble man who was like a god of war and attend the banquet!

Even the experience of intense sex in bed must be extraordinary!
Horatio struggled to pull his feet out of the soil and let out a long breath.

Before he could recover from the shock, his vision automatically entered a dark zone.

He raised his head and looked at the tall black and gold skill tree in front of him.

"Activation: I think he is very powerful! (Basic)"

"Passive personal effect: Weapon melee power +5, and as the number of greenskins on the scene increases, the melee power will continue to increase on the basic value."

According to the description, it is a skill that increases personal melee strength.

In the battle of the Cathedral of the Goddess, Horatio had almost fully explored the power of Iron Hand's melee weapons.

Without the blessing of Sanguinius's Wrath, as a mortal, he could only fight an ordinary Khorne Space Marine on equal terms at most using the power of the Iron Hands.

Although he was already very strong from a mortal perspective, Horatio did not think that the enemies he would face in the future would only be at the level of ordinary Space Marines.

The more skills that can enhance your melee ability, the better.

Especially this kind of skill, which has a higher theoretical upper limit, but the conditions are a bit troublesome. Do you have to carry a dozen green skins with you when you fight in the future?

Horatio clenched his iron grip, thinking about the panic of the greenskins fleeing in a hurry and their growing fear of Horatio's fighting power.

A wonderful feeling of power surged from the iron hand, instantly sweeping away the fatigue and sleepiness that Horatio had accumulated over the past week.

A refreshing feeling like a spring breeze helped him to wake up and make him feel full of energy. He felt his body was stronger and stronger!
"Hu~" His scarlet eyes returned to their normal color, and the British soldiers in front of him who had escaped from the melee mincing re-formed their lines, firing fiercely and chasing the green-skinned boys who were in a mess.

The black horse walked up to him. This unruly carnivorous monster lowered its head in front of him and licked the blood on his body docilely.

"Well done, buddy." Horatio stroked the black horse's neck and patted it. "You're as fierce as I am. Well, come to think of it, I don't even know your name, so I'll call you Wuya from now on."

The black horse snorted, as if it understood what Horatio said and expressed its approval and obedience.

Horatio smiled and stroked the side of the horse's face, then stepped into the stirrups and got back on the horse.

Then, he raised his hand and waved, and all the Astra Militarum troops present received new instructions from the war sandbox - to destroy the alien birth points.

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