Chapter 1070: Lord of the Fire Drakes Vulkan: Beast Wars (VIII)!
On the surface of the planet known as Ullanor, an apocalyptic battle of unparalleled scale and brutality since the end of the Horus Heresy was escalating.
Looking across the battlefield, battered Thunderhawk Gunships and Imperial Navy fighters streaked through the fire-filled skies amid roaring engines, while countless pilots fought desperate battles to the death against the Orks' flying vehicles.
Before long, after the ground repeatedly plowed by unrecognizable wreckage and physical projectiles had been trampled beneath worn military boots, Imperial Mortal Warriors wielding lasguns continued filling the slowly advancing battle line at the cost of lives falling every minute and every second.
Even after heavily armored vehicles thundered past with engines roaring, thousands of Astartes, operating in Combat Squads, chose to assist nearby Mortal Warriors in securing positions, wiping out the endlessly attacking Orks, or launching covert raids to decapitate high-value targets within the green tide.
Rumble—
In an instant, amid deafening explosions and blazing firelight, an Ork warship unleashing large-scale gravity attacks upon the Imperium's positions was struck directly in its engines by several Machines of the Adeptus Mechanicus.
Yet before the countless fragments, flames, and smoke had fully crashed onto the surface—
Your enormous body was blasted several kilometers away by an irresistible, terrifying force, smashing a colossal crater into the ground!
At this moment, you and Vulkan were desperately besieging Beast Three and Beast Four, whose combat strength seemed even greater.
Judging solely from their badly wounded appearances, the coordination between you and Vulkan was incomparably seamless.
Not only had you repeatedly withstood the frenzied assaults of Beast Three and Beast Four with Warp Essence and a superhuman physique beyond all common sense—
Lord of the Fire Drakes Vulkan also relied upon his Perpetual body, endlessly