Chapter 1024, Facing the Evil God
What kind of monster is Bassol's incarnation?
Overall, he had a roughly humanoid appearance: a slender torso connected to a head, feet, and hands. He had some exposed flesh, pale flesh, bright red blood vessels, and some metal cables, forming a body.
Outside the body, visible energy pulsed through a delicate mechanical structure, forming a semi-encased mechanical armor and a pair of demonic wings composed of dozens of mechanical arms. Each arm held a weapon, each of varying forms, but all crafted by Bassol, the evil god known as the 'Creator.'
All of His appearances are actually not important; they are just appearances;
But it is also crucial because Bassol is a god, and all of His appearances are likely to be external manifestations of the fundamental power He represents.
The mechanical part was a manifestation of his creator's mechanical technology; his twisted body was a manifestation of his creator's biochemical technology; and those dozens of artifacts were a manifestation of the creator's technology...
He is the God of Technology.
The way He fought also expressed this.
Bombings, laser beams, molecular cutting, plasma cannons... from under his wings formed by dozens of mechanical arms, one attack after another was launched at all the human forces that stood in his way.
Its sweeping efficiency is even far higher than that of the Lionheart!
Forget about ordinary human soldiers; trenches, fortresses, and emplacements... they were meaningless. The fixed firepower directed at Bassor was blocked by certain protective artifacts; in return, Bassor could accurately draw the most suitable weapon to destroy the human position.
Trenches and anti-artillery holes will be collapsed by the earthquake waves of the earth, burying large numbers of soldiers inside; fortresses that look like semi-permanent fortifications will be directly blown away by ground-penetrating artillery.
Even the largest armored tank cannot withstand Bassol's attack!
How about a Space Marine?
Same here.
A Blood Angels champion on the front lines led an elite squad in an attempt to assault Bassor, but even with the desperate support of a mortal armored regiment, they ultimately failed to reach Bassor. At least thirty paces from Bassor, the champion was blasted to pieces by a plasma cannon, armor and all.
The human forces, which had turned around and resumed their counterattack after the Lionheart King landed with tens of thousands of Blood Angel warriors, were brutally suppressed in several key offensive areas due to the appearance of Bassol.
At this time, Leon happened not to be on the front line.
He met with Organgon and the high-ranking officials of the Death Angels and their many sub-groups who came with him at the Imperial Army's headquarters on the ground of Yusheng Star.
It was a sad, admirable and touching scene of the meeting between father and son.
The personalities of the Angels of Death are different from those of the Ultramarines; but the loyalist Space Marines are surprisingly unanimous in their desire for the return of the Father of Genes.
After confirming that Leon's identity was correct, all the descendants of the Angel of Death knelt on one knee.
Arrogant, aloof, suspicious by nature... these Angels of Death, who are the most mysterious, strangest and most independent among all the Space Marine groups, pledged their loyalty to the Lionheart in an instant.
And Leon helped them up one by one.
There must always be a scene of a loving father and a filial son, even on such an urgent battlefield.
Leon also needed a sense of ceremony to formally announce his return to the Angels of Death, formally announce the pardon of the so-called "Fallen Angels", and formally take over the command of all human armies on this battlefield.
It was during the process of them going through this process that the news of Bassol's appearance was conveyed.
One strategic point after another, one defense line after another, were destroyed with the personal participation of the incarnation of the evil god.
Leon took the opportunity to declare that he would fight in person.
This was strongly opposed by the Angels of Death.
It's too dangerous.
But Leon still insisted on doing so.
Only he has the ability to face the incarnation of the evil god. Anyone else will die if they go.
The Angels of Death, unable to dissuade Leon, could only gather an elite force as much as possible, and rush to the battlefield together with the Angels of Blood and the Angels of Pardon as Leon's guards.
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The incarnation of Bassol, the ultimate creation that blasphemed both technology and life, rode upon the waves of destruction. Its pale, metallic form was enveloped in a visible energy field, its "demon wings," composed of dozens of mechanical arms, waving wildly. Each swing brought devastating blows.
Those twisted forests became even more violent under the power of the evil god. The thick vines were like animated giant pythons, rolling up heavy armored vehicles and slamming them into the ground. Carnivorous plants disguised as trees opened their "petals" full of sharp teeth and swallowed up the approaching soldiers. The earth itself seemed to have malice. The irregular and violent tremors made the charging Space Marines stumble, and the ground cracked into greedy cracks that devoured the lone soldiers.
The air was filled with a pungent smell of ozone, burnt flesh, and sub-space sulfur, and the breath of death was so thick that it could not be dissolved.
At this moment, a shrill scream tore through the sky!
The orbital strikes from the Angel Expeditionary Fleet came like divine punishment.
Dense macrocannon shells, trailing orange-red flames, fell accurately like a meteor shower onto the Chaos army cluster hundreds of meters around Bassol's incarnation.
Deafening explosions cascaded, the violent shockwaves ripping low-ranking Daemons and Chaos traitors to shreds. Massive Daemon engines disintegrated under the precise fire of the Light Lance, showering the land with scorching metal fragments like a torrential rain. The orbital Light Lance arrays, like blazing swords of judgment, precisely mowed down the incoming forces attempting to fill the gaps. These, in particular, posed a significant threat to the ground infantry, reducing the long-range Daemon engines to flaming scrap metal under the barrage of the Light Lance.
But in fact, the Chaos side's losses are not as great as they seem.
Bassol's power lies not solely in the combat capabilities of this avatar. He also connects to the planet's numerous anti-orbital firepower systems. Many orbital bombardments have been intercepted. This massive, over-the-top bombardment by the human fleet should have been far more powerful, numerous, and widespread than what was currently on display.
But after a large number of them were intercepted, the firepower released was actually calculated and not very lethal.
But no matter what, the human fleet made great efforts, even losing a lot of fire support from warships, and still temporarily suppressed the "wave" around the evil god, and forcibly cleared a death tunnel full of scorch marks and wreckage leading to the core on the chaotic battlefield!
"Charge with me!" Leon's roar was like thunder!
Clad in dark green power armor, his lion's mane cloak rustling, the Lionheart King, like a bolt of lightning tearing through the darkness, was the first to burst from the hidden trench. His speed surpassed the comprehension of mortals, and the heavy power armor seemed weightless against him. The Lion King Sword—the divine weapon that had accompanied him through millennia of battle, engraved with ancient runes and the Imperial insignia—emitted a brilliant light in his hand.
Behind him is a deadly torrent!
Organgron leads the Death Angels' most elite Fearless Veterans and Terminator squads. Clad in heavy tactical Fearless armor or Terminator armor, they are like mobile steel fortresses, their chainsaw swords roaring and their storm bolters spewing flames of revenge.
The "Fallen Angel" guards, dressed in black armor and red emblems, who were pardoned by Leon, burst out with amazing combat power at this moment. Like the most deadly shadow, they used agility and ruthlessness far exceeding that of ordinary Space Marines, and accurately cut through the Chaos elites who tried to intercept them.
The Blood Angels' champion swordsmen, wielding power swords and uttering fearless battle cries, their bright red paintwork standing out in the smoke and flames, used ferocious melee combat to hold back the enemies rushing in from the flanks.
Leon has only one target - the embodiment of blasphemy!
He ignored the stray bullets and demonic attacks that came his way. The Lion King Sword turned into an impenetrable light curtain in his hand, accurately blocking the deadly energy beams or splitting the mechanized flesh hounds and bloodletters that pounced on him in half.
His pace did not stop at all. Every step he took was in the gaps between explosions and in the troughs of tremors. With the Primarch's almost precognitive fighting instinct, he accurately avoided fatal attacks time and time again.
"How dare you face the wrath of the Creator!" The synthesized voice of Bassol's incarnation was full of electronic noise and mockery. Dozens of mechanical arms suddenly turned and locked onto Leon who was rushing forward at high speed!
In an instant, a storm of destruction came!
Over ten robotic arms opened fire simultaneously! It was no longer a blanket attack, but a deadly, all-around, three-dimensional blockade directed solely at Leon!
High-energy laser beams intertwined into a scorching web of death, attempting to block all of Leon's escape space;
The shockwave cannon shook the earth, creating rolling waves of rubble and irregular cracks in the ground, disrupting his balance;
The most insidious thing is that there are several silent molecular cutting lines that can distort light. Like invisible sharp blades, they silently cut into the connection between Leon's joints and the power backpack!
Leon's amazing fighting skills and intuition were brought to the extreme!
In an almost impossible situation, he narrowly passed under the intersection of several laser beams. The scorching beams scraped his breastplate, leaving scorch marks, but failed to hurt him.
Faced with the crumbling earth and rolling boulders beneath his feet, he exerted force with both feet and jumped high, and swung the Lion King Sword down, splitting the oncoming boulder into two, and the broken stones whizzed past him.
Also cut off was a Chaos Titan that was blocking his charge.
(End of this chapter)
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