At that moment, the Astartes was filled with fury and unwillingness. His eyes bulged as though they might pop from their sockets, and he let out roar after roar of uncontrollable rage. "Aaargh!"
That roar was like the final struggle of a wounded beast driven into a corner.
At the same time, he desperately braced himself against the Power Sword steadily pressing down from the Star Space Marine's hands. Under the bulging veins in his arms, the power armor around them let out repeated mournful cracks. "Crack! Crack!"
The Astartes watched the Power Hammer in his hands gradually slide down from above his head toward his shoulders. Every inch it descended filled him with unbearable humiliation and despair.
Seeing the Astartes's unyielding fighting spirit, the squad leader could not help but feel a measure of admiration. In a calm yet imposing voice, he urged:
"Surrender! You no longer have any chance of victory. Continuing to resist will only bring you more needless pain.
Pledge your loyalty to the great Lord of the Stars, and you will have a brighter future."
Hearing this, the Astartes abruptly raised his head. His gaze, like burning flames, shot fiercely toward the squad leader.
Gritting his teeth, he forced out a scornful reply through the gaps between them:
"I will never betray the great Emperor! Even if I fight until my final breath, I will never submit! And I certainly will not pledge loyalty to some nameless wild god."
"You seek death!"
The instant the squad leader heard the Astartes dare mock the great Lord of the Stars as a wild god, his gaze turned utterly cold.
With a casual sweep of the Power Sword pinning down the Power Hammer, he effortlessly severed the Astartes's neck.
"Bang!"
The Astartes's headless body crashed heavily onto the