The snow storm and the black clouds are entangled together, just like the fusion of yin and yang in Tai Chi. There is me in you and you in me. No one can completely conquer the other for a while.
"Oh, it would be great if my body were here." Magnus looked at the sky and sighed, "Otherwise, I could turn these mountains into ice caves in one fell swoop."
As if he was afraid that Leman Russ would wake him up from his sleep next, Magnus exhaled a breath of cold air at Leman Russ's Wolf Blade, giving the huge Chainsword the wonderful ability to freeze. Then he closed his eyes again and continued to cultivate his spirit.
Magnus's spell made the underground Mare grit his teeth tightly in hatred. When he saw that the plan failed, he immediately moved his position without hesitation for a moment, for fear of being determined by Primarchs. This was the precious experience that Demiurge gained with his life.
After crossing Magma Slime, we entered a somewhat rugged mountain pass. Fortunately, the engine of the Imperium of Man vehicle was powerful. As long as it was not at a 90° right angle, it could be forcibly run over by the friction of the tracks and the weight of the car body. The undead slave workers who built the fortifications were crushed into pieces.
Brightness Dragon Lord looked at the flames of war igniting on the distant mountain peaks and the flickering magic light waves. He immediately wanted to run away. The further away from here, the better. Whether it was Dragon Emperor or Imperium of Man, he didn't want to face it.
"Should I run?" Brightness Dragon Lord murmured to himself, and then saw an entire mountain peak riddled with holes under the bombardment of Imperium of Man's cannons.
Can I really run away from this?
Brightness Dragon Lord's face was extremely ugly, and his scales turned pale white. He stayed there desperately, thinking about ways to leave this place safely.
As Imperium of Man's army deepens, the enemies blocking them become more and more diverse. All the summoning scrolls stored in Great Tomb's magnificent library seem to be left in these mountains and triggered through various means.
Demons, goblins, beasts, elements, undead, angels...
Imperium of Man's army faced a huge army formed by summons. They rushed out from all over the mountains, and they all had their own unique skills.
The demons control the power of fire. They fly in the sky, rub the fireballs with their hands and throw them down. The angels are beside them, using buff magic to strengthen the abilities of their allies.
The beasts were ferocious and agile, moving around in complex environments and quickly pounced on the Imperium of Man army to attack with their claws and teeth.
The elemental elves rely on the advantages of the environment and are almost immortal. Only by sending the ground they are on to the sky can their existence be disintegrated.
As for the undead and goblins, they are mediocre existences in the huge army of summoned objects, cannon fodder among cannon fodder, and have no advantage except for their numbers.
"Keep firing! Keep shooting! Kill them all!" The auxiliary troops stood next to the armored vehicles, using their weapons to burn the incoming summons to ashes, but their killing speed was far less than that of those war machines made of steel.
Every time he pushed further, thousands of summons died in the hail of bullets from Imperium of Man. Leman Russ frowned and looked at the battlefield, feeling that the enemy was just using a group of dispensable minions to consume the ammunition they had saved so far, so he led his guards and used the Chainsword in his hand to kill all the summons and terminate the possible summoning ceremony.
Space Wolves followed Leman Russ and slashed hard. Even though Chainsword's toothed blades were broken during the long battle, he did not stop. In the end, he had to grab the corpses of those monsters to fight.
A Space Wolves veteran dropped his Chainsword, which was almost scrapped. He used both hands to break the neck of the monster in front of him. Then he grabbed the tail with both hands and swung the monster up, smashing the undead warriors holding the simple and long contradiction cards.
Of course, Imperium of Man's attack is not smooth sailing. There are always corners that Primarchs cannot reach, and the auxiliary army and even Space Marines are at a disadvantage under the siege of summons.
The highest level summoning scroll was activated, and four level 50 warlord demons, two level 60 warlord demons, and a level 70 Daemon Prince suddenly appeared. The Hellfire Wall they made with their hands could directly paralyze the Chimera armored vehicle in place and kill an entire team of auxiliary soldiers. Even Space Marines had to avoid the lock of their powerful Greater Daemon method.
Two World Eaters lurked next to Daemon Prince. They drew their guns and fired, announcing the beginning of their beheading operation. However, Daemon Prince was not a pure mage. The demon's body was particularly tough and powerful. The wide black flesh wings were like a shield that blocked the blast. Then he showed his sharp claws and pierced World Eaters's chest at an extremely fast speed.
What finally brought Daemon Prince down was several traceable anti-tank rockets. One shot shattered the magic shield protecting his body, and the second shot shattered his demonic body.
But these partial victories could not please Mare. He only stared at the damn Primarchs, waiting for him to fall into the trap he had set.
Leman Russ led the guards into the depths of Far Eastern Cliff and came to a hall, which was designed like a library. Many undead scholars used their magic to summon the undead to rush to the front line.
Leman Russ swept it clean in twos and twos, and when he was about to go to the next place, he saw the light of magic surrounding him and the guards.
Magic-Sealing Crystal!
Leman Russ immediately thought of this magical prop. He waved Wolf Blade, letting the cold air in it condense into solid ice fortresses around the guards, withstanding the deadly storms formed by level 7 and level 8 magic.
When the wind of magic dissipated, Leman Russ and his guards were left with traces of flames, thunder, ice, wind, poisonous miasma, holy light, and curses. The way into the hall was also blocked by rubble.
"Today, you have to die here."
A child's voice echoed in the hall, childish and sinister, which made Leman Russ feel very unhappy.
Mare and a bunch of cages appeared from under the earth, and he looked at Leman Russ coldly.
Leman Russ looked even more puzzled when she saw the speaker's clothes. They were obviously clothes that a woman should wear, but judging from the smell, this person was an out-and-out male. He had not even been castrated.
"I thought something dared to set an ambush for me." Leman Russ leaned against Wolf Blade and sneered, "It turns out to be a man with no hair. You seem to be a subordinate of that cowardly skeleton wizard, right? I didn't expect him to be so good. Before, he was just detestable in my heart, but now he has one more trait worthy of my disgust, and that is disgust."