Just as Emrys was being chased all over the place by the Chaos Hellbeast.
Krast naturally didn't stay idle; he aimed his target at another Chaos Dreadnought.
From the still uncovered flesh and the countless twisted remnants of the Chaos Dreadnought, it was identifiable as a 'Contemptor' class Dreadnought.
Inside the sarcophagus of a Chaos Contemptor Dreadnought, there are often former Chaos Lords!
Precisely because of this, this Chaos Contemptor Dreadnought was very likely the most valuable enemy in this legion,
perhaps even the Commander!
He would break through the enemy lines and cut off the head of the Chaos Lord buried within the sarcophagus of that Contemptor Dreadnought!
Immediately after, Krast grinned, dragging the greatsword bestowed upon him by the Lion, and strode into the midst of the Chaos hordes.
The sword light was sharp, parrying, chopping, cleaving, stabbing...
Within mere seconds, seven or eight Chaos Space Marines, along with daemons, fell beneath his sword.
Then, Krast flicked his sword, and on the chaotic battlefield, he fired several precise bursts with the pistol in his left hand, felling a few more Chaos Space Marines.
He turned his gaze towards that Chaos Dreadnought.
The two sides stared at each other across the distance; although no words were exchanged, the Contemptor Dreadnought sensed that the other was issuing a challenge to him!
Excellent!
The Contemptor Dreadnought let out a roar, accepting the other's 'challenge'.
He advanced with heavy steps, like a colossal beast that could move mountains and shatter rocks, charging towards Krast.
"Good, you came!"
Krast licked his lips, a surge of hot blood rising within him.
It had been a long time since he had fully unleashed himself; the last time he lost to Emrys was because Emrys had 'foresight'.
But this time, he would prove his worth in front of His Highness Emrys!
In a flash, Krast collided with the Contemptor Dreadnought; there was a vast difference in their sizes, yet even so, with every clash, the impact of the power sword and power claw generated a fierce wind that kept the surrounding daemons from daring to join in.
Meanwhile, on the other side of the battlefield, grandmaster Ravenwing was also bewildered.
Although the situation on the battlefield changes rapidly, it wasn't supposed to 'change' like this!
As one of the six wings of the Dark Angels, grandmaster Ravenwing, skilled in infiltration, stealth, and intelligence gathering, had seen many grand spectacles.
But he could never have imagined that one day he would witness with his own eyes such an 'eccentric' Space Marine 'Commander' among the many Imperial Chapters!
Emrys used himself as bait, like 'walking a dog,' dragging the Chaos Hellbeast all over the place, madly attacking 'friendly forces.'
This action, surprisingly, achieved miraculous results.
Even with the addition of this Chapter, the Chaos legions were vast in number and held a geographical advantage, so they wouldn't have been defeated anytime soon.
But the 'Commander' in the grey-white power armor caused such a disturbance that he not only successfully disrupted the Chaos legion's formation but also gave the Ravenwings, who were suppressed by firepower, a chance to breathe from their desperate situation.
And the experienced grandmaster Ravenwing immediately shouted for the remaining forces to assist this mysterious Chapter in destroying the heavy firepower of Chaos.
Weapons like the cannons on the fortress, once they lost their suppressing fire, the Chaos legions, even with their numerical advantage, would find it difficult to withstand their assault!
The Ravenwings, hiding in the shadows, were already seething with anger.
At grandmaster Ravenwing's command, they rushed up from various points beneath the fortress like hunters in the shadows, moving swiftly and quickly, seizing the chaotic gaps in the Chaos legion's ranks to destroy one gun emplacement after another.
grandmaster Ravenwing's gaze roamed around, finally settling on one spot.
He saw a Chaos Contemptor Dreadnought, leading a large number of Khorne daemons, engaged in fierce combat with a Space Marine.
Although the Space Marine in the black power armor moved extremely fast, he was ultimately facing a 'Contemptor Dreadnought,' and the Chaos Lord buried in its sarcophagus was by no means an ordinary 'fodder,' especially with a large number of daemons providing The Help?
grandmaster Ravenwing instantly made a clear judgment of the entire battlefield situation.
The 'Commander' in the grey-white power armor probably didn't need his help; although it seemed 'perilous' several times, a careful observation would reveal that he was clearly at ease, deliberately 'walking' that Chaos Hellbeast.
But that 'Chaos Contemptor Dreadnought' was different; it not only retained full sentience but its strength was also on a different level.
So, grandmaster Ravenwing, carrying his power sword, strode directly through the chaotic battlefield to assist that Space Marine.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Several precise shots repelled the Chaos forces attempting a sneak attack.
grandmaster Ravenwing dropped his bolter and drew his chainsword; even with one arm lost, he was still a 'grandmaster.'
Splat!
Bloody flesh splattered as the obstructing Chaos forces were cleaved apart with a single sword stroke.
Then, grandmaster Ravenwing raised his sword to parry, breaking up the fight for the Space Marine, and simultaneously whispered, "Buy me some time; I'll figure out a way to blow up this Chaos Dreadnought!"
"??"
But his words were met with an expression from Krast, as if he were looking at an idiot.
"Are you doubting my abilities?" Although he couldn't see the other's expression through the helmet, that momentary dazed was keenly caught by grandmaster Ravenwing, who immediately lowered his voice.
"I am a grandmaster, one of the six wings of the Dark Angels!"
"I know."
Krast responded indifferently, then cleaved a daemon in half with a sword stroke.
Then, his tone was calm, as if without a ripple.
"With one arm less, what good would it do to create an opportunity for you?
Since you're crippled, just stand by and watch. A mere Contemptor Dreadnought... it's not your turn to help me."
"???"
What arrogance... grandmaster Ravenwing was stunned by this guy.
"Mere Contemptor Dreadnought"—could these two phrases even be linked together?
Leaving aside the ancient nature of the Chaos Contemptor Dreadnought, the Chaos Lord buried within it was not an easy opponent!
But before grandmaster Ravenwing could stop him, Krast darted forward.
The Contemptor Dreadnought's power claw, like a dragon emerging from the sea, stirred the explosive air, firing several bolter rounds from below its wrist.
This was to force the opponent's position; if Krast chose to retreat, he would fall into his trap!
However, neither the Chaos Contemptor Dreadnought nor grandmaster Ravenwing could have predicted Krast's actions.
Clang, clang, clang!
Sword light scattered, and several bolter rounds exploded in mid-air!
Krast swung his sword, cleaving the bolter rounds from a distance, his speed not diminished in the slightest. He stomped his foot, leaping into the air like a cannonball.
Sensing the opponent's sudden approach, the Contemptor Dreadnought, experienced as it was, stepped back to create distance, extending its left power claw directly into the air.
But little did it know, this action was also within Krast's expectations.
He pulled out the plasma gun from his waist, and the scorching plasma ion ball directly melted the Contemptor Dreadnought's left arm!
In an instant, Krast landed on the Chaos Dreadnought. The auspex on his helmet precisely locked onto the sarcophagus on the Dreadnought's chest, and his power sword, wreathed in blue light, plunged violently into it.
The blade pierced the sarcophagus and was then fiercely twisted!
"Ahhh!!!"
Accompanied by a scream, blood flowed from the cracks in the sarcophagus.
Krast twisted the blade, disassembling the entire sarcophagus with exquisite skill, then grabbed the massive sarcophagus and threw it to the ground!
Bang!
In just a few seconds, this Contemptor Dreadnought, which had housed a Chaos Lord, became a true sarcophagus.
Krast, as if he had done something utterly commonplace, pulled out a high-explosive grenade, threw it into the empty space where the sarcophagus had been removed, and then effortlessly leaped down.
Boom!
In the bursting smoke and flames, Krast, completely unharmed, walked towards the sarcophagus he had thrown out.
Under the dumbfounded gaze of grandmaster Ravenwing, he lifted the sarcophagus lid, dragged out the incomplete Chaos Lord inside, and, in the other's venomous, cursing gaze, coldly chuckled as he cut off his head with a dagger.
Throughout the entire process, grandmaster Ravenwing was aghast; such a huge Contemptor Dreadnought, just... slaughtered?
When the 'Chaos Lord' slaughter, in his sarcophagus, was publicly dragged out from a Contemptor Dreadnought, even the grandmaster of the Ravenwing of the Dark Angels couldn't help but gape.
This… wasn't this a bit, suspiciously too 'Khorne'?!
But when he turned to look at the other members of this mysterious Chapter on the battlefield, he was momentarily speechless.
The actions of these individuals were surprisingly consistent; they all publicly beheaded and slaughtered the Chaos Space Marines, daemons, and mortal cultists.
"...The grandmaster of the Ravenwing took a deep breath, forcefully comforting himself.
It's fine, it's not a big problem.
Isn't it just a fondness for beheading and slaughter?
Within the Imperial Chapters, there aren't exactly no 'freaks', and besides, no matter how insane, could they be more heretical than the successor Chapters of the Blood Angels or the Space Wolves?
That's absolutely impossible!
Moreover, their Dark Angels weren't exactly clean either.
Just pretend not to have seen it. After comforting himself in this way, the grandmaster of the Ravenwing felt much better, acting as if he hadn't seen anything, and turned to rejoin the battle.
After dealing with a Contemptor Dreadnought, Av Krast didn't stop, carrying his still-dripping power sword, and rushed towards the Chaos Hellbrute.
Anyone who dared to block him along the way either had their head smashed into their chest with a single punch, or had their spine, along with their entire body, ripped out alive. His actions were even more 'Khorne' than 'Khorne' himself!
If someone unfamiliar with the details saw this scene, they might mistake this mysterious Chapter for renegades.
In an instant, Av Krast slaughtered his way through, catching up to the berserk Chaos Hellbrute. Without a word, he pulled out the stolen melta bombs and casually tossed a few, shattering the Chaos Hellbrute's carapace and eliciting roars of fury and agonizing screams!
But before the Chaos Hellbrute could retaliate, Av Krast leaped, his power sword glowing blue, and actually managed to cleave through its chest armor!
As the flesh-covered armor shattered, the already insane Chaos remains hidden within saw a pair of eyes filled with tyrannical killing intent, and then he was abruptly yanked out.
Cables were torn, detaching from the sarcophagus. The intense pain, combined with the dense bloody aura around, actually sobered the insane Chaos remains a little.
But what awaited him was Av Krast's cruel sneer, amplified through his vox-caster.
A sword was plunged into his abdomen!
Immediately after, Av Krast used his sword blade to hoist the Chaos remains, while his left-hand bolter fired a furious, suppressing volley, his roar echoing across the entire battlefield.
Thus, the members of these Chaos Legions witnessed such a scene.
A warrior in black power armor, using his sword to impale their Chaos Dreadnought, roared chillingly as if he had gone berserk.
The other members of the Sons of the Forest, seemingly inspired by Av Krast, also began to emulate him. After killing someone, they would cut off their head and impale it on a sharp weapon, using it as a deterrent.
"...brother, am I seeing things?"
A Ravenwing member, hunting Chaos on the periphery, suddenly saw many people in the core area using sharp weapons to impale grotesque Chaos heads, roaring as they charged towards Chaos. He was completely stunned.
Chaos has erupted in civil war?!
Wait, it doesn't seem like a civil war!
He suddenly widened his eyes; those people carrying Chaos heads... were actually the mysterious Chapter that had come to their aid?!
The grandmaster of the Ravenwing hesitated, wanting to speak.
He looked with a complex expression at the 'flashy' grey-white armored individual next to him, who was likely the senior Commander of this mysterious Chapter.
"Are you... really okay doing this?!"
"What's the problem?"
Emrys turned, curiously scrutinizing him.
"Isn't this perfectly normal? Cutting off the enemy's head, that's how you deter others!"
He spoke with righteous indignation, but the grandmaster of the Ravenwing was silenced by his words.
It wasn't that doing so was wrong, it was just that it tended to draw attention!
But then he reconsidered, realizing that now was not the time to think about such matters. So, he grabbed Emrys with his remaining arm and said in a deep voice.
"On behalf of the Dark Angels, I thank you for your rescue, but there is now a more important task that only you have the ability to complete!"
A more important task?
Emrys was taken aback, but from the other party's solemn tone, he knew it wasn't a pretense.
"What is it?"
"The Daemonforge Palace!" The grandmaster of the Ravenwing said, pointing to a blood-red palace located at the mountain peak, deep within the Chaos stronghold, his voice tinged with urgency.
"That is the Daemonforge Palace. The Librarians in my Chapter have prophesied that a large number of Chaos Sorcerers are currently performing an evil summoning ritual inside!"
A Chaos summoning ritual?!
Emrys' pupils constricted, and his heart seemed to skip a beat.
"Are you serious?!"
"The intelligence is accurate!" The grandmaster of the Ravenwing nodded, saying in a deep voice.
"To verify the intelligence, the Ravenwing dispatched dozens of men. Before their deaths, they sent back intelligence that a large number of Chaos Sorcerers are performing a Chaos summoning ritual inside the Daemonforge Palace. The scale is very large, and the summoned entity is very likely to be—a Daemon Prince!"
This news was like a thunderclap!
Emrys fell into a momentary blank, feeling completely unwell.
"A Daemon Prince, which means—it's highly possible there's also an entire Daemon army?!"
"Exactly."
The grandmaster of the Ravenwing nodded bitterly. The arrival of a Daemon Prince in the material universe meant that the barrier between the Warp and reality would be torn open, creating a huge rift, and from this rift, an endless Daemon army would pour forth!
The situation of the various Dark Angels Chapters on Draconys was already dire. If an additional Daemon army led by a Daemon Prince arrived, the situation would undoubtedly worsen, possibly leading to total annihilation!
Stopping the Daemon Prince and his army became the Dark Angels' only hope!
"Originally, this mission shouldn't be entrusted to you—" The grandmaster of the Ravenwing turned bitterly, looking around.
"But you've seen the situation of the Ravenwing. We currently have only about three hundred members capable of fighting, and without heavy firepower, breaking through Chaos' layers of defenses is almost impossible."
All three hundred Ravenwing members were wounded, making a frontal breakthrough impossible.
He paused, his gaze fixed on the other party.
"I don't know how you managed to suddenly appear from behind the enemy,
But... now, only you have the ability to stop the Chaos summoning ritual."
The path to the Daemonforge Palace was almost entirely covered by layers of Chaos checkpoints.
Let alone the three hundred Ravenwing members, even if all the Deathwing were brought in, they would probably have to pay a heavy price to break through the Chaos defenses.
And the Chaos summoning ritual had already entered its final stage; they had no time!
After listening, Emrys took a deep breath, understanding that the grandmaster of the Ravenwing was right; this mission... only the Sons of the Forest could complete!
"Alright, we'll go stop the summoning ritual!"
He nodded heavily.
"Please try your best to hold on. I will contact the other Chapters as soon as possible, and before they arrive—" The grandmaster of the Ravenwing breathed a sigh of relief, his voice filled with a hint of hope.
"The Daemonforge Palace—I'm entrusting it to you!"