"For the mouth-watering barbecue and mellow honey wine of Wolf Fang Castle!"

Along with this passionate shout, the Space Marines of the Space Wolves Legion rushed towards the Eldar warriors' defense line like a surging torrent.

"For the great Russ and the All-Father!"

This slogan is like the thunder of a war drum, inspiring every warrior of the Space Wolves Legion to move forward courageously.

The chainswords in their hands were spinning wildly, making piercing roars; the power axes were wrapped in the force of thunder, slashing at the enemy again and again.

On this battlefield filled with smoke and the sounds of killing, the sounds of chainswords and power axes intertwined to form a horrifying symphony of death.

Every time the weapon was swung, it brought about a bloody storm, and the screams of flesh being torn apart echoed endlessly in the empty Ark battleship.

"Aliens, you will be judged by flames!"

A huge dreadnought mecha stepped into the center of the battlefield with heavy steps.

It stretched out its huge mechanical arm and easily grabbed an Eldar warrior who was resisting stubbornly.

Then, the flamethrower hidden under the power claw suddenly started up, and raging flames gushed out instantly, mercilessly licking the poor Eldar life.

At the same time, the power claws began to spin rapidly, as if to tear the prey into pieces.

"Hahahaha! Look, we're roasting these fragile bean sprouts over fire!"

The Space Marines of the Space Wolves laughed wantonly, but their actions of slaughtering the Eldar were not affected at all. The bloody killing continued, and the faces of the warriors were filled with cruelty and fanaticism.

"May we be able to return gloriously to the Hall of Valor in Fenris! There, there is sweet mead waiting for us to drink, and countless brave heroic spirits will respectfully welcome your return! Hahahahahaha!"

The battle leader Owens led the way. He raised the shining axe in his hand high and roared like an ancient Viking leader.

His figure appeared so tall and mighty in the flames of war that it greatly boosted the morale of his comrades around him.

Owens raised the extremely sharp axe in his hand, which was flashing with cold light, high up, and then swung it with all his strength.

The axe blade whistled down with a sharp sound, like a flash of lightning across the sky. With a crisp "crack", the head of an Eldar warrior was instantly separated from his body, and blood splattered in the air, forming a blood mist.

"Praise Fenris!"

Owens shouted excitedly, his feral roar echoing across the battlefield.

At the same time, the Rune Priest in the team also began to show his powerful strength.

His deep pupils suddenly flashed with dazzling lightning, as if his entire eyes had turned into a vortex of lightning.

Immediately afterwards, a thick and violent psychic lightning shot out from his open palm, cut through the sky, and rushed straight forward.

This psychic lightning was like a roaring dragon, hitting more than a dozen Eldar warriors with lightning speed.

In an instant, the dazzling electric light completely enveloped these Eldar warriors.

Accompanied by a loud crackling sound, the huge energy contained in the psychic lightning exploded instantly, and the strong electric current frantically tore at the sturdy armor and fragile bodies of the Eldar warriors.

In the blink of an eye, these Eldar warriors were charred by electricity and fell to the ground, turning into piles of smoking charcoal.

You know, Rune Priests are as important as the think tanks of other legions. They shoulder the important task of inheriting the long history of the legion. They not only need to remember those ancient heroic epics, but also be able to exert amazing psychic powers to turn the tide of battle at critical moments.

The source of this powerful psychic power comes from the mysterious and ancient shamanic tradition of Fenris.

“Take them away!”

With a roar, the majestic Eldar warrior leader, holding a long sword, stepped out of the cramped cabin with difficulty, surrounded by a group of loyal guards, and finally arrived at the vast upper deck of the warship.

However, the scene before their eyes was as horrifying as hell on earth.

Countless Eldar warriors were beheaded. Their heads were ruthlessly chopped off and cruelly piled together by the enemies from Fenris, forming a horrifying hill.

The scarlet blood flowed freely like a flood, dyeing the entire upper deck of the warship into a shocking blood-red ocean.

And those Space Marines armed with flamethrowers were wreaking havoc like demons from hell.

They mercilessly set fire to everything they could see. The raging fire devoured everything around them mercilessly. Thick smoke spread out, covering the sky and the sun.

“Ahhhh!!!”

Faced with such a horrific scene, the Eldar warrior leader was furious, his eyes were spitting fire, a deafening roar came from his throat, and then he pounced straight at a Space Marine like a mad beast.

In an instant, there was a sharp sound of metal colliding, and a deep scratch appeared on the chest of the Space Marine.

Immediately afterwards, the extremely sturdy armor on his body shattered under this powerful impact, turning into countless pieces that scattered all over the ground.

Fortunately, the extremely sharp blade did not ultimately harm the Space Marine's body.

This was not because the Eldar warrior leader showed mercy, but because the black nano armor covering the Space Marine's body played a vital protective role.

These tiny but extremely tough black nanorobots quickly gathered together to form an indestructible shield, successfully blocking the powerful attack from the Eldar warrior leader.

Despite this, this extremely ferocious blow still caused considerable trauma to the Space Marine.

The huge impact force was transmitted to his body through the armor, causing his internal organs to suffer severe impact and unbearable pain.

Fortunately, the injuries were not too serious and not life-threatening.

"Your Craftworld is burning and your people are literally being slaughtered by the Sons of Fenris! This is your honor! You will receive a merciful death from the Emperor!" the Space Marine sneered.

"How proud you are of your ability to destroy good things, Brute!" roared the Eldar warrior leader.

"I'm so proud! Bean sprouts!"

A voice sounded from behind the Space Wolves Marines, and a tall figure walked out from behind them.

"It's you bastards who killed so many of us in Fenris, right? Let me see how capable you are."

Leman Russ stretched his body and stood in front of the Eldar Captain.