I'm Not Running Anymore, Let's Fight to Our Heart's Content!

The black mist of the "Human Emperor Banner" churned as hundreds of Chaos Space Marines' souls surged toward the World Eaters like an endless tide,

Khorne Legion.

Taking advantage of the Khorne Legion and the World Eaters being caught off guard by this sudden assault, the besieged Sons of the Forest finally got a chance to catch their breath.

But everyone, including Alvin, knew all too well that the crisis was far from over!

The real problem was the "Daemon Primarch"!

Angron's roar triggered rolling shock waves that shook the entire Blood Palace, while the psychic barrier Malven had constructed with his life force was already on the verge of collapse and could break down at any moment!

They did not have much time left.

"Quick, break out!!!" Alvin shook the pitch-black tribal banner with all his might, roaring himself hoarse amid the billowing black smoke.

Centered around him, the Sons of the Forest Chapter tore open a path to the outside through the frenzied, bloodthirsty Bloodletter legion.

The roar of Bolters and Chainswords, the collision of flesh and armor—it was as if they were playing an extremely tragic melody!

Every step, every second.

Nearly every moment saw a member of the Sons of the Forest fall. The others did not even have time to retrieve their bodies. They could only watch helplessly as their Chapter Brothers, who had fought shoulder to shoulder and shared life and death, were swallowed by the endless tide of Daemons.

When they had arrived, the Sons of the Forest had consisted of two full companies. After this brutal breakout, only a little over fifty still stood at Alvin's side!

This battle had cost them dearly!

The veins on Alvin's forehead bulged. He bit his lip so hard that it nearly bled, his eyes filled