Ha, You Dare Invade Our Territory?
On the ground, ordinary humans are also fighting.
The soldiers of Astra Militarum stood in the trenches, holding Lasgun, aiming at the falling swarm of insects in the sky.
Their faces were full of sweat, dust, and fear, but they were also full of determination.
They know that behind them is their home, their relatives, and everything they have.
A young soldier raised his head and looked at the dense swarm of insects in the sky, his hands trembling.
The veteran beside him patted his shoulder, his voice rough and firm.
"Don't be afraid, kid."
"Our defense line, even Chaos can't get in."
"What are these insects?"
The young soldier took a deep breath and clenched the Lasgun in his hand.
In his eyes, the fear gradually dissipated, replaced by an almost fanatical determination.
"For Emperor!"
he shouted.
"For Emperor!"
The surrounding soldiers responded simultaneously.
The swarm of insects hit the ground defense line.
Termagant came like a tide, Hormagaunt cut like a sharp knife, and Gargoyle covered the sky like a dark cloud.
Astra Militarum soldiers fought desperately in the trenches.
Their Lasgun exploded into sparks among the insects.
Their bayonets slashed blood streaks through the swarm.
A Catachan jungle warrior jumped out of the trench, waving Chainsword in his hand, and rushed towards a group of Termagant.
His speed is extremely fast, his strength is ridiculously strong, and his swordsmanship is sharp and deadly.
He killed one wave of insects and then attacked another wave.
His body was covered with Tyranids's bodily fluids, and his face was filled with crazy murderous intent.
"Come on!"
"Come on!"
He roared wildly.
"Let me chop you to death!"
A Valhalla ice warrior squatted in the ruins, shooting accurately with the sniper rifle in his hand.
Every bullet accurately hits the vital part of a Tyranids.
Her eyes are calm and focused, like an artist creating.
Behind her were her comrades, using heavy firepower to suppress the swarm's attack.
On the ground, fighting raged.
In the sky, naval guns roared.
In the void, battleships rise and fall.
Every planet in Ultramar is burning.
The fortress monastery of Macragge, Ultramarines.
A Ultramarines is wielding a sword on the training ground.
His Power Sword shone coldly in the sun.
His movements were precise and sharp, and every sword strike carried the determination to kill.
On his Power Armour, the blue paint shines in the sun, and the golden eagle wings spread out on his shoulders.
He is one of the 100,000 Ultramarines who stayed behind at Ultramar.
Their mission is to protect Macragge and the home of Gene-Father.
They have been training here for a long time, so long that their swords have been blunted, so long that their Power Armour has been replaced by three generations, so long that there is a fire in their hearts.
Then, the alarm went off.
The siren was sharp and harsh, echoing in every corner of the fortress monastery.
The soldiers on the training ground stopped moving at the same time.
A flash of shock flashed in their eyes, and then the shock turned into anger, and the anger turned into murderous intent.
"Insect invasion!"
The intelligence officer's voice came from the communication channel.
"Insect swarm invasion Ultramar!"
"All units, enter combat positions!"
Ultramarines who was training was stunned for a second.
Then, fire ignited in his eyes.
The flame was blue and golden, and it was enough anger to burn everything.
"Damn it."
His voice was low and cold.
"Dare you invade our home?"
"Dare you invade Gene-Father's home?"
He turned around and looked at his comrades.
Those warriors who are also wearing blue Power Armour, those warriors who are also burning with anger in their eyes, those warriors who are also holding their weapons tightly.
"Brothers."
His voice echoed in the communication channel.
"Someone is here to cause trouble."
"What to do?"
"Fuck you!"
A Ultramarines who was born in World Eaters roared wildly.
"Let them never come back!"
A Ultramarines born from Blood Angels roared.
"Kill!"
"Kill!"
"Kill!"
All Ultramarines shouted at the same time.
Within their bodies, the Smart Atoms originating from Gene-Father began to run wildly.
That power flows in their veins, swells in their muscles, and strengthens in their bones.
Their Power Armour began to shine, and the blue light became brighter, brighter, and more unstoppable.
Their bodies floated up from the ground, suspended in mid-air, their postures were like gods.
Smart Atoms, Guilliman is the strongest gift given to his heirs.
It allows Space Marines to physically cross the void, fly freely in the vacuum, tear apart armor with bare hands, and blow up battleships with one punch.
It is the most advanced technology of Material Universe, the crystallization of Law of Eternity and Atomic Law, and the key to Ultramarines becoming the humanoid Titans.
Of the 100,000 Ultramarines left behind at Ultramar, 50,000 were dispatched at once.
Fifty thousand blue figures rose from the surface of Macragge. The scene was breathtakingly spectacular.
They were like 50,000 blue meteors, dragging out long trajectories in the void and rushing towards the direction of the insect swarm.
Ultramarines ran into a swarm of insects.
The collision was so violent that the void trembled.
The blue figure and the green insect swarm are intertwined, like the collision of two torrents.
But that blue torrent is more violent and unstoppable than the Leviathan insect swarm.
A Ultramarines rushed into a group of Termagant. His speed was so fast that the insects' sensory organs had no time to react.
His Power Sword swept across, and wherever the sword light passed, dozens of Termagant were chopped into two pieces.
Tyranids's body fluids spurted out in the void, turning into green flowers.
He didn't stop, he continued to charge forward, continued to kill, and continued to harvest.
Another Ultramarines is surrounded by a group of Hormagaunt.
Those Hormagaunt's sharp blades are enough to tear Power Armour, enough to cut through steel.
But in front of his speed, those sharp blades couldn't even touch the corners of his clothes.
He shuttled among the swarms of insects, just like walking in the rain, every dodge was just right, and every attack was deadly and sharp.
Three seconds later, all the Hormagaunts were reduced to pieces.
A Ultramarines sword was curled during the battle.
He threw away the sword, grabbed the sharp claw of a Tyranid Warrior with his bare hands, and pulled it hard, and he tore off the sharp claw and its entire arm.
He used the sharp claws as weapons and continued to chop and kill.
The battle lasted for more than ten minutes, and Ultramarines's physical strength began to be exhausted.
A young warrior was breathing heavily, his Power Armour was covered with Tyranids's bodily fluids, his sword was full of gaps, and his arms were shaking.
He looked at the swarms of insects around him and felt a sense of irritation in his heart.
"Damn, why are there so many!"
he cursed.
"I can't even kill them all!"
He casually grabbed the stump of a chopped-to-death Termagant, stuffed it into his mouth, and took a bite.
The Tyranids body fluid exploded in the mouth, fishy and smelly, with a pungent sour smell.
His stomach was churning and his body was resisting, but Smart Atoms was running wildly in his body, breaking down the toxic and inedible Tyranids tissue into the purest nutrients and absorbing them into his blood.
His strength returned.
His strength is back.
The fighting spirit reignited in his eyes.
"It's edible!"
he shouted.
"Brothers, this thing is edible!"
The Ultramariness around were stunned for a moment, and then laughed at the same time.
That laughter echoed in the void, full of madness, full of murderous intent, and full of joy.
"As long as you can eat it!"
A veteran yelled.
"Eat the fuck!"
"Kill the fuck!"
So, Ultramarines started a crazy feast in the void.
They killed and ate at the same time, and ate and killed at the same time.
Tyranids's stumps were torn to pieces, bitten, and devoured in their hands.
Those Tyranids that once terrified countless civilizations are now just a bunch of moving rations in the eyes of Ultramarines.
Hive Mind felt the terror.
Each of those blue figures has a Adeptus Custodes level of combat power, each one can fly freely in the void, and each one can fight the Termagant clan with bare hands.
Their power is so strong that the insect swarm cannot resist it.
Their speed is so fast that the attacks of the insect swarm cannot touch them.
There are so many of them that the numerical advantage of the insect swarm is gone.