Scolding

Bolter fire roared, but Daemon Serindal was unharmed. Psionic energy surged, hardening its shields.

Tentacles lashed out, blocking the great hammer aimed at it. But the psionic lightning covering Chief Librarian Asteris's hammer exploded like ice water dropped into hot oil.

The scattering psionic lightning shot out, like serpents, instantly climbing Daemon Serindal's tentacles and then its torso.

The destructive energy erupted, causing the psionic energy within Daemon Serindal to tremble. In less than half a second, its psionic shield weakened, followed by countless shells, shattering it and sending the hovering Daemon Serindal crashing to the ground.

But at this moment, Noise Marines, who had formed a cordon in other directions, were also charging towards them. The Sonic Blasters they held were clearly ineffective in this kind of one-on-one, close-quarters combat, so they drew their Bolters adorned with blasphemous symbols and their Chainswords.

Some demons were even mixed in, also rushing forward with weapons.

This was no longer a battlefield for mortals. Whether loyal or traitorous, they had all been depleted in the previous fighting.

Quan Tiehua drew the Karl-type Bolter from his waist with one hand. Its modified, ultra-long range, combined with the physique of a Codex Astartes Space Marine, allowed him to pick off the Noise Marines in the distance.

Chief Librarian's great hammer fell again, but Daemon Serindal reacted in time and dodged it.

The Heavy Bolter in Quan Tiehua's hand fired again. His incredible arm strength allowed him to wield the Heavy Bolter in one hand and the Karl-type Bolter in the other, suppressing two battlefields alone.

The Noise Marines didn't charge headlong into passive attacks either, quickly taking cover behind obstacles and returning fire.

At this moment, Quan Tiehua stood in the open, a perfect target.

Countless shells bearing Chaos symbols converged on Quan Tiehua, but the next second, several figures flashed in front of him, their boarding shields firmly blocking the incoming fire.

It turned out to be the retreating brothers, unwilling to abandon their comrade. The pride of the Astartes would not allow them to flee while their brother was in danger.

So many Battle-Brothers secretly slowed their pace, breaking away from the main group to reinforce them.

Meanwhile, the advancing Chapter Master Affos and his men had also set their sights, beginning to construct traps along the way and search for suitable positions to fight the enemy to the death.

The Tech-Sergeant was urgently trying to restore communication with the ship, but due to Warp psionic interference, even though the distance between the two ships was only half a meteorite belt, the communication was filled with harsh static.

Quan Tiehua watched the reinforcements arrive, and for some reason, a surge of emotion welled up within him. Since arriving in this universe, he had mostly treated it like a game.

But with the sudden outbreak of this battle, the instructors who had educated, disciplined, and trained him, as well as his rowdy brothers, were dying one by one before his eyes.

The indifferent attitude in his heart slowly changed. Perhaps he felt that as an outsider, he knew everything, so he could mock the Emperor without reservation.

But when the scenes and events he had only heard about in his past life truly unfolded before his eyes, his indifferent attitude began to recede, and he started to face them, to ponder.

And then the anger.

"What the hell is this place? Damn you, God. You brought me here, what the hell is this place?" Quan Tiehua, along with the brothers who had come to support him, surged towards the retreat route.

His weapon continued to fire, but from within his helmet, he spoke in the language of Old Terra. Those around him couldn't understand, but the intense anger in his voice was clear.

Daemon Serindal, upon hearing this voice, felt the heavy negative emotions. Its slender, pink tongue licked its lips enticingly, and its eyes lit up.

It turned its head to look at Quan Tiehua, who was still retreating towards the passage. "Capture him. The Lord of Pleasure wants him."

Instantly, all eyes turned to Quan Tiehua.

He froze for a moment, then rage flooded his mind. Without hesitation, he shouted, "Come at me if you dare!" He then opened fire with his Bolter, sweeping it towards the Noise Marines, taunting them, "Your Primarch father treats you well. I heard he allowed your chief Apothecary to use xenos genes to create you mongrels. That's truly bizarre. So are you truly your Primarch's spawn?"

This was a closely guarded secret of the Noise Marines, or rather, the entire Emperor's Children legion.

In the late Great Crusade, Chief Apothecary Fabius Bile used the genes of the xenos Lel, combined with biotechnology, to create the new Noise Marines.

Therefore, the question of the genetic purity of the Noise Marines had always been debated.

In a sense, it was reasonable to say they were not the spawn of their Primarch, Fulgrim.

Furthermore, after humanity's decline following the AI Wars, the betrayal of the xenos against humanity during their weakened state meant that both Chaos and the Imperium placed hatred for xenos as their top priority.

To mock them with this issue was, to say the least, dancing on the edge of a knife.

As expected, this remark stirred up a hornet's nest. The Noise Marines, who had been momentarily stunned, became enraged upon hearing this. They charged forward, disregarding the hail of gunfire, roaring and wanting to kill the foul-mouthed Quan Tiehua.

The Battle-Brothers protecting him looked at him in surprise, wondering how this guy knew such a thing.

But Quan Tiehua paid them no mind, continuing to fire as he retreated, saying, "I heard you peeked at that so-called 'Lord of Whatever.' So, during some banquets and parties, who was subjected to whom between your Primarch and you?"

At this, all the Astartes of the Imperial faction froze for a moment. Before they could even process what he meant, Quan Tiehua continued, "Could it be that you were subjected to him? Then, with your small frames, would he skewer you all like those Ork Grot skewers? My god, I can't imagine how many of you would die. So I seriously suspect you were entirely born from those xenos races."

Chief Librarian and the Battle-Brothers: "..."

As Astartes, their thinking and reaction speeds were incredibly fast. But... these words, how to describe them, caused their minds to crash.

Simply put, their CPUs overloaded and burned out!

Even the Noise Marines charging in anger paused for a moment, then charged forward with even greater fury. Their enraged faces became distorted, and their evil, grotesque armor began to mutate.

Daemon Serindal even stopped its charge halfway, looking down at the enraged Noise Marines charging below, feeling a pang of apprehension.