So, so great!
The people, who had long since fallen into despair, felt as though they'd been given a shot of adrenaline.
Luo Ji included, they were overcome with an indescribable excitement. Their perseverance and sacrifices hadn't been in vain.
The Astartes, who embodied the Emperor's will to judge, had finally seen the grieving humans. The Angels...
Had arrived!
Luo Ji, who still gripped the Lion Sword, finally relaxed and let out a long breath.
"We made it in time..."
BOOM!
A colossal roar shook the battlefield.
The first Drop Pod to descend slammed into the Tzeentch Daemon formation like a meteor.
The tremendous force it carried swept outward like a bulldozer, instantly crushing several heavy Tzeentch Daemon cannons and the screeching Horrors around them into pulp. A terrifying shock wave erupted in a ring, kicking up a wall of dust nearly ten meters high.
BANG!
The moment the Drop Pod struck the ground, the doors encasing it burst open like a blooming lotus.
Figures stepped out of the pod. Through the thick smoke, they loomed like moving fortresses.
They wore heavy Power Armor, its pauldrons engraved with proud insignia. Their armor, deep black tinged with green, made them look like reapers harvesting the enemy on the battlefield. Every step they took made the earth tremble!
"For the Emperor!"
A cold, commanding voice, amplified by layers of filters and brimming with power, rang across the entire battlefield.
The black-armored Space Marine at the head of the squad opened fire on the Daemons.
The roar of his bolter drowned out even the tank's main gun. A huge round, accelerated like a rocket, blew apart a Horror's head.
Beside him, another Space Marine gripped a Chainsword that snarled incessantly and roared as he tore into a Daemon's flesh.
Afkar was the last