Chapter 86 02.0086: "Crimson Thirst"

The atmosphere fell into a strange stalemate, but soon, Captain Afiel, who was full of anger and passion, broke the silence.

He was the first to attack, and the other Blood Angels quickly found their opponents. A deadly battle was inevitable.

The Blood Angel, who was severely damaged by the scythe, was dragged behind the bunker by his battle brothers. The two hearts saved his life, but he still fell into shock.

As there were no Blood Angels pharmacists present, Sister Arabella took on the task of treating him. After laying a sterile blanket, she took off his MK4 helmet, connected a breathing mask, used the short saw on her arm to cut open his ceramic steel power breastplate, and applied the power of faith.

It was also at this time that Horatio, who arrived, saw the face of the Blood Angel clearly. He had three-dimensional features, long, smooth golden curly hair, and the iconic handsome face of the descendant of Sanguinius.

People are always amazed at the handsome looks of the Blood Angels, but how many people know the blood curse hidden behind this handsomeness?

【+This may be useful+】

Horatio handed Sister Arabella a "Martyr's Gift" field service first aid kit, which is a high-end disposable rescue kit issued by the Loyalists that can save lives in the most critical situations.

[+This is really helpful, thank you+] Sister Arabella clasped her hands together and said to Horatio.

Horatio nodded and immediately returned to the battlefield.

He picked up the Blood Angel's chainsword as others used accurate shooting to help the Blood Angels gain an advantage on the battlefield.

It is larger and longer than the Sister's chainsword, and Horatio can still wield it with one hand using the Iron Hand, or he can choose to wield it with two hands.

Through Tie Shou's perception of the machine soul, he could clearly feel that the sword's machine soul was even more turbulent, like an angel deeply thirsty for blood, eager to taste the blood of its enemy.

Ping! Ping!
What was surprising was that Captain Afiel and this mysterious sickle-wielding warrior were fighting back and forth, and the fight was difficult to resolve.

From the bulky and solid heavy armor, the enemy looked like a Death Shroud Warrior.

But Horatio knew that, because both on the desktop and in the setting, the Death Shroud, as the Primarch's guard, was a top-level melee fighter and was not easy to deal with.

The sickle perfectly demonstrates its advantages in a more spacious place.

The Death Shroud warriors slashed horizontally and vertically, and stabbed upward and downward. Captain Afiel could not get close with the power sword in hand, so he could only win by cleverness.

Both sides moved extremely quickly, and even shadows appeared at one point, which was beyond the ability of ordinary people to interfere.

But Horatio is no ordinary man.

『+Activate: Psionic Attunement+』

『+Activate: Power Fist+』

『+Activate: Omen Fragment+』

『+Energy: 0/7+』

『+Psychic Power: 5/7+』

+Corruption: 6/7+

『+Soul Fire: 22/80+』

This time he also synchronized the abilities of Sister Arabella.

After all, we can't mix stinky cans.

The chainsaw sword inlaid with blood drops was coated with a faint golden glow.

The reason why he chose to take action was because he found that Captain Afiel was becoming more and more abnormal as the fight went on.

The Blood Angels' 2nd Company has a dark secret - the reason they have a low chance of Black Rage is because they have succumbed completely to their Blood Thirst.

This is an ancient tradition of the Second Company. The warriors of the Pureblood Company believe that only by succumbing to the Red Thirst can they control it.

Afir encouraged this tradition, having undergone the ritual himself before receiving the title of company commander.

The pros and cons of doing so are obvious, in that they are more likely to show a thirst for blood, but are not easily controlled by Black Rage.

As his rage grew, Aphiel's attacks became more and more fierce. He released his blood thirst and was ready to succumb to it completely, which would help him win and kill the fallen traitor before him.

But the price is that he needs to drink the blood of mortals after the battle.

Although the Blood Angels had bottled blood bags, Horatio didn't know if Captain Aphiel could wait until then.

He revered the Blood Angels, but did not want himself or his teammates to become the drink that quenched their blood thirst.

Horatio seized the opportunity to attack an opening and rushed forward.

[+This is not your battle, mortal! +] After Captain Afel fell into blood thirst, his tone was no longer humble and gentle as when they first met, and only raging anger remained.

[+I'm sorry, sir, but we are the Imperial Navy and I must fight to recapture the battleship+]

Horatio's words helped Captain Afiel regain some of his sanity from the rage brought on by his bloodthirst.

Captain Afiel said nothing, perhaps tacitly allowing this mortal who could wield a Blood Angel chainsword with one hand to join him in the battle.

He dodged to the side, avoiding the sharp blade of the scythe and attracting the attention of the Death Shroud warrior from the side.

Horatio attacked at the same time as him. In order to maximize the damage, he chose to hold the sword with both hands and fully unleash all the strength in his body. The Death Shroud Warrior swung his sickle on the spot, and anyone who dared to get close to him would be chopped in half.

Horatio raised his hand and released holy light in an attempt to dazzle his eyes.

But this nimble fellow covered himself with his cloak, and the holy light only flashed slightly into his eyes.

Horatio sneered, and took the opportunity to focus his telekinesis and use the Imperial Flame on him.

The Deathshroud warrior saw what Horatio was doing and swung his scythe at his head.

Ping! Captain Afel swung his sword forward, deflecting the sharp blade of the sickle.

Horatio squeezed his hand violently.

call--

A raging flame ignited on the body of the Death Shroud.

He stepped back hastily, tearing at his burning cloak.

Captain Afiel took the opportunity to step forward and with a fierce blow, he broke a part of the Terminator power armor on his abdomen.

The Death Shroud Warrior suddenly released a circle of poisonous mist, extinguishing the flames.

Apparently, Sister Arabella's power alone was not enough to contend with such a powerful warrior.

Suddenly, he howled and turned his head to look behind him.

A small and exquisite power dagger pierced his back.

David Betty von Ravensburg retreated behind his cover like a thief caught stealing tribute.

When the Death Shroud Warrior turned around, Horatio and Captain Afiel had already charged towards him.

Aphiel is faster and is a captain of the Space Marines, so he is the main target of the Death Shroud Warriors' defense.

pong——

He didn't expect that Aphiel deliberately hit his sickle. With the blessing of bloodthirst and rage, he easily pressed the sickle down with powerful force, exposing the fat hand holding the sickle handle.

Horatio seized the opportunity and struck the gauntlet with his sword.

Buzz!!!——

With the blessing of the Emperor's might, the machine soul of the chainsaw sword finally gnawed into the flesh and blood. Although it was rotten, it accepted everything.

It drilled downwards madly, violently sawing through the thick Terminator power armor.

There was another roar, and the Death Shroud Warrior struggled backwards, and the power gauntlet oozing with pus fell to the ground.

Captain Afel is a pure warrior who will not miss any weakness exposed by the enemy.

Wielding a sickle with one hand is much more clumsy than wielding it with two hands. Captain Afiel was extremely agile. He held the sickle handle with one hand and stabbed the power sword towards the chest of the Death Shroud Warrior with the other hand.

The decomposition force field pierced through the Terminator armor, and the sword penetrated deeply, piercing through it.

Thanks to Nurgle's blessing, he is still alive and even has the power to resist.

Captain Afel punched the traitor in the face and kicked him to the ground.

The Death Shroud Warrior still held Captain Afiel's hand tightly, preventing him from pulling the power sword out of his body.

Without waiting, the second captain drew his spare dagger from his waist.

Horatio rushed forward, wielding the Blood Angel's chainsword at full power, and swung it at Death Shroud's head.

One sword, two swords.

Three swords, four swords.

Horatio was surprised to find that after tasting the blood, the sword drove his body to swing and drink the flesh and blood wantonly. The blood that soaked the blade disappeared strangely, as if it had been swallowed by it.

The surrounding Blood Angels also fell into blood thirst one after another. They ignored the pain and dirt and stench, and used the most extreme violence to vent their anger on the traitors who had a deep hatred for them for thousands of years.

Blood and flesh flew everywhere. If the chainsword got stuck in the rotten flesh, he would use the bolt pistol to smash it. If the gun was broken, he would tear the flesh apart with his bare hands.

Whatever they had in their hands, they would swing it at the Death Guard's head and then let out a terrible roar to the sky.

The originally gorgeous offensive moves turned into the most primitive and terrifying slaughter.

Captain Afiel held the power sword and tore the death shroud warrior under his feet into pieces like a lion tearing its prey.

No matter whether they were the Battle Sisters or the Hell Soldier, had they ever seen such a scene as the Angel of Death?
They could never have imagined that these noble and beautiful Blood Angels could be so terrifying on the battlefield, the embodiment of pure violence.

As the last Plague Warrior fell to the ground, the remaining descendants of Sanguinius stood up shakily, turned their heads woodenly and mechanically, and looked at the mortals behind them.

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