Forty thousand years later, he became a god in the warp

Chapter 289: Space Wolves Want to Kill You

Jared controlled the jet pack behind him, landed on the ground and kept an eye on the surrounding situation. Comoros under his feet had turned into a scorched earth.

Wolfpack warrior wearing a jump pack

Few of those alien ships could even complete the voyage, so the fleet headed straight for the port and bombed the enemy ships indiscriminately, sending them flying.

A fleet consisting of dozens of main battleships kept bombarding and directly destroyed the spire buildings. At the same time, the number of the dark aliens was greatly reduced for unknown reasons.

"Jared! Be careful of the shadows in the corners. Those damn aliens are only good at stealing. Don't be distracted and focus on finding your target!"

"Yes, Captain!"

Jared replied, looking at the dark alien lying on the ground with a ferocious expression but already dead. The armor on the alien's body was not damaged, but it looked like it had experienced some kind of horrific torture.

"Enemy attack! Captain, five o'clock!"

One of the five team members shouted, and then a jet motorcycle appeared with a "rourou" sound. The Space Marines immediately turned their guns and fired fiercely at the group of vehicles that suddenly appeared.

But surprisingly, there were no Dark Eldar on those jetbikes; they were just cruising automatically at a slower speed.

"It's really strange. When we were on the ship, the technical sergeant said that the Geller force field engine was about to overload.

Were these dark aliens affected by the fluctuations in the subspace, leading to their collective death?" Jared asked.

The captain looked at the passing jetbike and immediately switched his bolter to full-auto mode.

"Anyway, these beasts deserved to die. The only pity is that they didn't die in my hands."

Everyone chuckled, seeming to agree with the captain's words.

"wa..waaagh!"

A weak roar was heard from the ruins. When everyone looked closely, they saw a green figure emerging from under the flipping boards.

The orc supported his broken body, holding a rusty machete, and stared at everyone.

His mouth was full of blood and two of his teeth were broken, but his anger and temper were unabated. He roared again, kicked up the broken bricks and tiles, and rushed towards the crowd.

"Bang bang bang!"

Three explosive shells hit the orc's head, and the orc fell to the ground with a "plop". Jared looked at the orc who was similar in shape to him, and his hands unconsciously clenched the gun handle.

"Waaagh!"

An even louder voice was heard, and everyone immediately looked around.

"Damn it! How come there are green-skinned orcs in the hometown of the dark beasts? Everyone, set up a defensive line!"

The captain gave the order, and at the same time, more and more orcs around joined in the roar. The rumbling sound of the green figures running gradually became clearer.

"Fire!"

Five Space Marines faced in all directions and pulled the triggers. The explosive shells, dragging their tail flames, accurately hit the screaming orcs. With "bang bang" sounds, limbs were broken, bodies were shattered, and skulls were shattered.

In less than a minute, the twenty or so green-skinned orcs, good or bad, were bleeding on the spot. Jared replaced the magazine, crushed the still twitching "half" orc and yelled:

"Roaaa! A bunch of green mushrooms that can only howl! Come on, some powerful ones!

For the returning Rus! For the returning Holy Father! For…”

"Ah!"

The captain stepped forward and slapped Jared on the head, causing him to lower his head and bend over, covering his helmet and luckily dodging to the side.

"Scream a little quieter, if you really howl..."

"Oh!"

A loud noise came from behind the crowd. They looked at each other and immediately ran towards the tiankeng. They saw that in the passage bombarded by their ships, the crimson-purple chaotic force began to strangely infect.

Jared looked at the increasingly large subspace rift and began to worry whether the plan to invade Comoros was worthwhile. If he left it alone, the impact it would cause...

"Damn it, why should I think so much? Holy Father Russ is in charge of everything. The Wolf King is back, there is nothing to be afraid of!"

"Stop talking, that abominable alien is fighting a human!"

The captain pointed at Lin Heng who had just escaped from the encirclement. The huge figure had dark skin and looked a little different from the target person they were tracking.

But after careful observation, I found that some of their characteristics did match.

"Same psyker, with a face very similar to the target person, human, with a Space Marine build.

Immediately notify the fleet that we have probably found the Fallen Lin Heng!" The captain waved his hand.

"The 19rd Company Eagle Guard, the th Assault Team has found the target person!

The enemy is currently fighting with the Haemonchi. Our team will capture them immediately. Please ask other teams to send reinforcements!"

"I heard...hiss...please answer...I heard...hiss...please answer!"

Jared shouted and patted the communication device in his helmet, but the "squeaky" noise made them realize that they were in the subspace rift and ordinary means of communication were no longer usable.

"Damn it!"

The captain cursed, turned around and looked at the two beasts fighting again, then pulled out the frost axe behind him and laughed grimly through his helmet.

"Wait till he dies, then chop him to death!"

"ROAAA!"

The members of the 19th Commando took a step forward and leaped into the abyss. They drew out their finely crafted chainswords one by one, howled, and controlled their jet packs to glide away.

After a few minutes, they approached the quiet battlefield. They saw the battle between the two and were all shocked by their brave fighting posture.

But not everyone has respect in their hearts. Instead, there is more contempt and disgust.

"Sure enough, he's a psyker who has traveled deep into the Warp, just like those damned Thousand Sons!"

Jared cursed and ran fast, but by the time he arrived, the battle was over. Broken limbs and flesh filled the air, and the bloated and mutilated corpses scraped against the rock wall, leaving bloody marks.

"This bastard is really capable... Where has he been? Forget it, let's carry his body up with him."

The captain gave the order, and everyone grabbed a sticky limb with one hand, with the jet pack running at full speed, flying to the edge of the tiankeng with You Run's huge corpse.

With a "puff" sound, smoke and dust rose up, and everyone immediately shot flares into the sky, hoping that the circling fighter planes could convey the message to the fleet as soon as possible.

"Chop this beast in half and dig out that bastard Lin Heng!"

"Yes!"

Everyone activated their chainsaw swords, which hummed and tore open the swollen corpse, tearing out the flesh and severing the bones, going inch by inch into the tumor-like body.

“Puka…”

"Empty...Find it!..."

Jared chopped a gap with his chainsaw sword, and saw a bloody figure gnawing at a piece of white brain matter. Such heretical behavior made him choke on his words.

But the next second a surge of resentment surged in his heart, and he thought that what the returning Holy Father Russ said was indeed right, the man in front of him was a beast that had fallen into the warp, and the beast in front of him was a damn bastard!

"For Ruth!!!"

Jared roared and used the chainsaw on the opponent's head. With a buzz, it pierced into the sticky brain. When he realized that his surprise attack had been noticed by the opponent, he felt a huge force coming from his abdominal armor.

With a loud "bang", Jared fell out from among the corpses. Although he was shocked by the bastard's reaction speed, he was not completely at a disadvantage.

The moment he was punched in the abdomen, he pulled out a grenade pistol with his left hand and fired three shots, "bang, bang, bang", which splattered blood and flesh all over the body.

Not knowing whether Lin Heng was hit or not, he turned over and looked at the abdominal carapace, only to find a faint but obvious fist mark on it.

"what happened?!"

"That bastard attacked you!?"

"I'm going to chop that beast to death!"

"Shut up!"

At the captain's shout, everyone stopped talking and stared at the corpse in front of them, growling like animals feeling threatened.

"Go...go away...die...will...die..."

Intermittent sounds came out from the crack, and everyone looked at each other, not knowing what the bastard inside was doing.

The captain raised his hand and waved, and everyone nodded quickly. Then two people drew their guns, two people blocked, and one person stepped forward to uncover the flesh and blood that they hated.

"Go!!!"

"Oh!"

Lin Heng's roar was even louder than the explosion caused by the psychic impact. His flesh and blood were shattered. The impact even directly sent the three people who were slowly walking forward flying four or five meters away.

When the two Space Marines holding guns saw that things were going badly, they stepped forward and opened fire on full automatic speed. "Bang, bang, bang, bang!" In less than two seconds, thirty bombs were fired directly at the blood-red figure.

Lin Heng has tried his best to suppress his bloodthirsty desire, but the murderous aura of these Space Marines is too strong. If he had a calm talk with them, perhaps he could have endured it.

But who would have thought that when they met, he would be stabbed with a knife first, and his instinct would drive him to survive.

"Buzz!"

He stretched out his right hand, and the bombs were like being stuck in a quagmire, emitting fireworks but remaining still in the light blue psychic barrier.

Then he clenched his right hand violently, and the bombs exploded with a "crackling" sound, but it was just like thunder without rain, and only a little smoke came out.

Lin Heng clenched his hands again, and the two Space Marines felt an inexplicable sense of squeezing. The pistols they had just pulled out could not be lifted an inch, and the muzzles were even pointing to the ground while they were trembling.

"I *you*!"

With a roar, the two men flew to the left and right, close to the ground, and the chainsword and frost axe attacked crosswise.

Lin Heng opened his bloodshot eyes wide, bent backwards with great alertness, and dodged the dangerous attack like a crescent moon.

But there were five players on the squad, and Jared waited for his chance.

“Puka!”