Angel Beats Up Bat-cubs

Holkenvid is a thriving industrial planet.

The local guard is well-equipped and has formidable combat capabilities.

But with the arrival of the Night Lord, this world turned into a bloody hell.

The guards, who were supposed to protect the people, have become servants of the Chaos traitors. They are forced to fight for them.

The Night Lord still follow the teachings of their Primarch.

They believed that instilling fear in people was the best way to rule.

Therefore, whenever they arrive on a planet, they use all sorts of cruel methods to create a terrifying image for them.

Those innocent people would rather be shot dead by the Imperium's guns than accept the punishment of the Night Lord.

Whenever I think of those people who were skinned alive,

Thinking of the screams they made before they died,

An indescribable fear would grip these people's hearts, making it impossible for them to breathe.

The Imperium's punishment would only kill them.

However, the Night Lord's punishments will target their families.

This is the most vicious aspect of the Night Lord.

They knew that many Imperium soldiers were not afraid to die.

But these people are afraid of their family members dying.

When the Night Lord took control of the women, children, and nobles, the remaining soldiers had no choice but to lay down their weapons, kneel before him, and beg for their loyalty in exchange for the chance for their families to live.

The Imperial Fleet easily destroyed the Chaos Warband's ships and surrounded the entire world of Holkenvid.

In order to minimize the deaths of innocent civilians,

Players are selected as the spearhead force to carry out decapitation strikes.

The players' task is simple: kill the Night Lord is enslaving the local inhabitants.

Their bodies were hung in front of the crowd.

Only in this way can we break the fear of these poor people.

On a transport ship,

The Emperor's Cattle Warband, having received their mission, is awaiting airdrop.

"This is too much trouble. Can't we just kill them all?" the Wrist Bro complained.

"Those civilians are innocent." Ten-Timer looked at the Wrist Bro.

"But they all betrayed us!!" Wrist Bro exclaimed. "Don't traitors all deserve to die?"

"It's the Imperium's fault for not protecting them properly. Don't be so harsh on those poor NPCs. The Night Lord's methods are so terrifying, how many people can withstand them?"

Warmaster sided with Ten-Timer and also disapproved of Wrist Bro.

"If the Imperium cannot protect them, then we cannot expect them to be absolutely loyal. After all, they also have children and wives," Strategist chimed in.

"Okay, okay, I was wrong," the Wrist Bro said, surrendering.

"Remember, control casualties as much as possible. Kill anyone who gets in your way. If the ordinary soldiers break down and run away, let them run. Don't chase after them, especially the Wrist Bro."

The Warmaster emphasized the name,

The Wrist Bro could only nod to indicate that he understood.

[Enter the designated location]

A mechanical voice rang out.

"Final preparations, brothers, for the Emperor, for Ms. Matsumoto Kaori."

The Warmaster raised his sword and shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Um, I prefer Ms. Shoumi."

The Warmaster looked at Strategist and said, "Get lost."

"Okay, sure."

The priests and servants responsible for inspecting the God Chosen' weapons and equipment all left the Drop Pod.

As the last servant left, the red lights began to spin.

The heavy armored hatch slowly opened to prevent air from leaking into the vacuum, and a force field radiating brilliance appeared before everyone.

"Let's go."

Warmaster strode to the edge of the Drop Pod.

An industrialized, brown planet came into view.

Enormous

It makes one feel incredibly small.

"I used to think skydiving was really exciting, but now when I see it, I'm completely unfazed. Now, I'd just do space jumps," Ten-Timer said. "Just ask me, who else does that?!"

"Warhammer Online, an extreme game that even ordinary people can experience." Strategist gave a thumbs up.

"Walk."

The flight thrusters on the Warmaster's back activated, propelling him into the world of Holkenvid.

Other players also activated their thrusters and followed closely behind.

Once they pass through the atmosphere, the thrusters shut down, as the planet's own gravity will drag them towards the ground.

The players plummeted to the ground like meteorites.

"Whoosh!! Let's make a grand entrance!" Ten-Timer shouted.

"Remember to pay the copyright fee to King of Glory!" Strategist shouted.

"No, it should be given to Genshin Impact, because Genshin Impact game in the world to be released," the Twisted Man said confidently.

"..."

Warmaster ignored his boastful companion.

He constantly monitored the data panel and adjusted his flight attitude to ensure he could land precisely in the drop zone.

The surface of the earth had by then become a wasteland.

Ursus, the leader of the War Gang, stood atop a dilapidated, charred tower, licking his blood-stained claws.

He had received news that the warships had been destroyed.

In other words, they are trapped here.

"Those servants of the Corpse Emperor are about to be airdropped."

"Then let them never return, let this place become their burial ground." Zhuode, standing to the side, said coldly, "They have forgotten the fear that midnight brings."

"But they will remember after today," Valier, Ursus's second-in-command, said.

Ursus opened his mouth, revealing sharp teeth. "Hahaha, I like what you said. We need to teach those guys what fear is!!"

"I'm going to peel off their skin bit by bit while injecting them with allergens, making those guys wish they were dead."

"..."

"Why are there black dots in the sky?" A Night Lord looked up at the sky, his tone puzzled.

Ursus and the other Night Lord, who were discussing how to torture and kill the Corpse Emperor's servants, looked up and activated the observation module on their helmets.

The field of vision was rapidly magnified and brought closer.

He saw that the black dots were actually warriors in heavy armor.

The heavy breastplate is etched with a golden Double-Headed Eagle.

"Depend on!!"

Just moments ago, Zhuode was brimming with confidence, determined to slaughter Corpse Emperor's servants, but now he shouted.

"How can those Corpse Emperor's servants be flying in the sky?!"

"How dare they?! They just jumped straight out of outer space!!"

Ursus and the other Night Lord also showed expressions of shock.

These servants of the Corpse Emperor don't seem like people to mess with.

"Fire! Shoot them down!" Ursus shouted.

Instantly, dense artillery fire filled the sky.

But those guys were incredibly fast, and even ground-based air defenses couldn't keep up.

The Night Lord could only watch helplessly as the Emperor Warriors landed and flew towards them.

Warmaster landed successfully, and players such as Ten-Timer and Twisted Man landed next to him.

Not far from them stood a dozen or so Night Lord, including Ursus and his companions.

The Emperor used his wisdom and knowledge to create the Night Lord, and the Dark Gods bestowed upon them even greater power.

Once upon a time, these Astartes were the strongest warriors in the Milky Way.

But now that players have arrived, they are no longer the strongest.

"You Bat-cubs, why aren't you running away? We're here to kill you."

The Warmaster activated his sword, its tip crackling with electricity, and pointed it at Ursus.

"Kill me?" Ursus seemed to have heard something ridiculous. "With you greenhorns?"

"I don't know how many people have said this to me, but in the end, they all ended up in my hands, unable to live or die."

"Then let's see who falls." The Warmaster charged towards Ursus.

Players like Twisted Man Ten-Timer also joined in.

Ursus was experienced in combat and thought he could easily deal with these Emperor minions, but when they clashed, he realized how wrong he was.

The opponent's swordsmanship was exceptionally high, comparable to Sigismund.

At 30k, Ursus fought Sigismund in a Duel Cage match.

He was deeply impressed by the other person's swordsmanship.

And now, the guy in front of me already possesses Sigismund's superb swordsmanship.

Ursus threw out a smoke grenade to create a favorable fighting environment for himself.

The smoke grenade landed with a soft thud, and countless plumes of smoke instantly billowed out, obscuring the entire battlefield.

The Night Lord are adept at using darkness and mist, and Ursus is the master of this art.

Ursus thought he could turn the tide with the smoke, but he underestimated the player's abilities.

When he attacked again, Warmaster Shuai blocked his claws with his sword, then punched him in the face.

The terrifying force shattered the hideous mask, revealing Ursus's twisted face.

Ursus suffered a heavy blow and staggered backward.

The Warmaster pressed his advantage, closing in and plunging his sword into his opponent's chest.

Crimson blood splattered out instantly, a truly gruesome sight.

"I already said I was coming to kill you, but that wasn't enough. You insisted on staying to spout nonsense. Now it's too late to regret it."

The Warmaster pulled his sword from the man's chest, then swung it at his head, beheading him.

Witnessing their leader's murder, the remaining Night Lord immediately showed signs of panic.

These servants of the Corpse Emperor possess terrifying combat power.

Ursus, the leader of the War Gang, had his head chopped off in just a few moves.

Ursus was a ruthless man who had survived the Horus Heresy and stormed into the Imperial Palace.

Now, however, he died at the hands of an unknown nobody.

"Kill all these Bat-cubs."

"Boss is awesome, he got the first kill so quickly."

Players like Ten-Timer cheered.

Warmaster is Warmaster; those who can be given this title are no ordinary people.

"These guys are too strong, let's retreat, don't fight them head-on."

"We need to evacuate immediately; these Corpse Emperor servants are too powerful."

The Night Lord, including Zhuode, threw out smoke bombs to obscure their vision, hoping to take the opportunity to escape.

Just then, a whooshing sound rang out, and a tall figure descended from the sky.

The extremely fast speed instantly created a terrifying shockwave, dispersing the smoke and even sending the Night Lord warriors flying.

When the Night Lord and looked at the fallen giant, their pupils dilated.

They saw a man clad in golden armor, wielding Power Spear, and wearing a Crying Mask.

Wings, mask, spear

Ah!!

Isn't this Sanguinius who broke their old father's spine?

This guy wasn't turned into a limited edition angel by Horus?!

How come they're all lively and energetic again now?!

Qin Yun glanced around at the Night Lord, whose face showed signs of panic.

"Gentlemen, your death is imminent, do you still want to run away?"