A Core Ship From The Start Chapter 1017

Chapter 1017: Chapter 700: Istvan No. 3_3 Chapter 1017: Chapter 700: Istvan No. 3_3 “We must retreat temporarily!”

Ares, not sure if he thought of the same thing, also had a drastically changed expression, hurriedly looking towards Horus.

“Their firepower is fierce, relying solely on our Strength is absolutely insufficient to counter! We must rally other fleets and completely block the Istvan Star System!”

“I know, get out of my way, Whisperer!”

Horus pushed Ares away and stared at the star map in front of him with clenched teeth. He knew Ares was right, although Horus had gathered including him, Angellon, Mortarion, and Fulgrim four key Genetic Prototypes who had rebelled. However, the fleets of the other three weren't here, and faced with the fierce firepower, relying only on his own fleet was indeed not enough.

But……

“Father!!”

Horus clenched his fists, eyes filled with pain, and forcefully smashed the table in front of him.

“You never trusted me! Never!!”

No one spoke, everyone looked at the incredibly furious War Marshal, silent as cicadas in winter, while Horus after a moment, raised his head and coldly issued an order.

“Bring Angellon back! Prepare for immediate evacuation, we will convene the other fleets and block the jump points of the Istvan Star System! Prevent them from sending out information!”

Meanwhile, on the surface of Istvan III, the battle was still horrifically fierce.

Poison gas and fire had killed all living beings on the surface, only the ruins of buildings remained, a union of Star Warriors loyal to the Emperor, betrayed by their own prototypes, started to resist. They of course knew, this resistance might be futile, as they had nothing, no battle readiness, no warships. The Steel Battleships they once depended on, now hung above their heads as symbols of doom.

If it weren't for Angellon, the prototype with a deranged mind, leading his army to charge down, they probably couldn't have lasted long.

But now… at least they had a glimmer of hope.

Or maybe just delayed death a little.

Just a little.

Like a deity descending, the prototype Angellon, grasping a Chainsaw Axe, led his World Eaters like a raging tide forward. His Battle Axe swung fiercely down, killing the Loyalty Faction World Eater who blocked his way– fierce as him, just as unbearably angry and equally indomitable.

Until they met Angellon.

Both sides clashed fiercely, but the Loyalty Faction Star Warriors were clearly no match for the prototype, they were nearly massacred.

Until the pitch-black landing pods fell from the sky like a cannonball, smashing heavily into the middle of the battlefield.

“Boom———-!!!”

The landing pod smashed down forcefully, directly turning a World Eater into pulp, then with a “bang”, the twisted and deformed hatch was kicked open, and Duanmu Huai, grasping a War Hammer, stepped out from it with large strides.

“Angellon!!!”

His roaring voice reverberated across the battlefield, naturally drawing the attention of the frenzied, raging prototype.

“You have betrayed humanity, allied with Chaos, an unforgivable sin. In the name of the Tribunal, I will execute you here! Heretics must die!!”

“Roar————–!”

Hearing Duanmu Huai's roar, Angellon also howled to the sky, then suddenly turned direction, charging towards Duanmu Huai like an enraged bull. Duanmu Huai also raised his War Hammer, striding forward to meet him.

Then, the Chainsaw Axe and the Thunder Warhammer clashed fiercely together!

Chapter end

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