Chapter 879 Iron Wings

Ferus didn't believe Dorn's words. During his years of fighting in the Warp, every demon who wove traps said the same thing.

It was true tens of millions of times before, so how could it be false this time? Beat him up first! Pull out the damn demon!

With this thought in mind, Ferus broke free from his restraints, and with a swipe of his arm, he threw countless burning Eldar nets at Dorn. While Dorn was blocking the attack with his shield, Ferus rushed forward with a heavy hammer in his hand.

For a Warp figure, it was obviously unnecessary to use special sports skills to concentrate all the strength of his body, but Ferus subconsciously chose a posture where flesh and blood creatures could exert the most force.

He swung his arm, and the hammer head drew a graceful arc in the air, then he stepped forward in the direction of the hammer's force, and the huge hammer head slammed hard on Dorn's shield.

Dorn was knocked back several meters without warning, and his boots left ugly scratches on the ground. Seeing Dorn being knocked back, Ferrus continued to chase him, hitting Dorn's shield again and again, making it difficult for Dorn to keep stable.

At this moment, Ferrus was the blacksmith and Dorn was the iron block. No matter how the iron block moved on the anvil, the experienced blacksmith could always grab the most vulnerable part of the iron and hit it hard. The rumbling sound of the iron even shook the hall, and the countless sparks that burst out were also scattered on the ground.

Dorn became more and more passive under the huge force, and his steps were scattered and he was about to fall to the ground, when Chagatai made a move.

Chagatai's timing of the move was very clever. He caught the moment when Ferrus's heavy hammer just hit Dorn's shield and bounced up. At this moment, Ferrus needed to overcome the recoil of the hammer and also needed to turn around and defend. Chagatai only needed to swing his sword forward, with fewer movements and faster speed. Even if Ferrus was prepared to defend against Chagatai, he could not block Chagatai's surprise attack.

But Chagatai forgot one thing when he attacked. Ferrus did not have a solid body at the moment, but was just a flame of revenge shaped into a human form.

When the scimitar was about to cut into Ferrus's shoulder, Chagatai felt a flash in front of his eyes. A vortex of flame suddenly appeared on the dark shoulder armor, and then a hammer suddenly rushed out.

In a flash, Chagatai turned his body and rolled in the air. The hammer head brushed past his side face, and there was no other injury except a heat wave that hit him.

The scimitar and the hammer brushed against each other, and the blade pierced into the vortex and cut to one side as Chagatai's body moved. After a cut was made on his shoulder armor, Chagatai lowered his body and cut off Ferrus' knee with a horizontal slash. Then he slapped the ground with his palm and dodged before the hammer was about to smash his body.

A huge hole was dug out in the ground by the hammer, and when the hammer was taken out of the hole, it was still dripping with a large amount of magma.

Chagatai stood up, patted the dust on his body, and put the scimitar on his shoulder and said casually, "You are really ruthless." Then he and Dorn rushed towards Ferrus together.

Perturabo also felt troubled when he saw Ferrus fighting two people alone. Dorn and Chagatai blocked Ferrus firmly, one in front and one behind. The small gap that occasionally appeared was only enough for armor-piercing bullets to pass through. This thing could not calm Ferrus down.

Since it is difficult to find an angle on the ground, look for opportunities in the sky. In the past, Perturabo envied Sanguinius's flying ability. It was too outrageous to have wings that could support the Primarch's body and fine power armor. Perturabo also installed some parts on himself to allow himself to fly in the air, but the things he made were always unsatisfactory to him, either too large or not flexible enough when moving.

Now he has been influenced by Odmayer's knowledge and learned more advanced, smaller, and more neatly arranged anti-gravity devices. From then on, Perturabo will have unprecedented high mobility.

"What's the use of running fast? Flying is the best way to move." Perturabo secretly mocked the Khan who was dodging in the flames, and then he sent a signal to the outside, and a moment later, an airdrop pod was shot towards here.

The dome of the hall was smashed by the airdrop pod, and such a big movement naturally attracted the attention of the fighting Primarch. They looked in the direction where the airdrop pod fell, and Perturabo suddenly flew into the air under their gaze.

"Look! Ferrus! My skills are much better than yours!" Perturabo laughed. The huge iron wings behind him were made of hundreds of thousands of iron feathers that did not touch each other. When the iron wings were spread out, they were 15 meters long. Each feather was made by Perturabo himself, and the anti-gravity field contained in it could lift Perturabo up. The wing control device was connected to the energy backpack of Perturabo's power armor. In order to ensure that Perturabo could control these iron feathers as flexibly as controlling his own arms, Perturabo did quite sophisticated debugging and programming. Now it is time for this weapon to be tested in actual combat.

When Sanguinius spread his wings, a faint white light would be faintly emitted, and when Perturabo's iron wings spread out, there was a unique deep blue light of the anti-gravity field. Perturabo felt that he was like a god descending from heaven at this moment, and he would definitely shock his brother.

In fact, his brother was indeed shocked, but not in the way Perturabo thought.

Dorn looked at Perturabo's wings and commented seriously, "Why are they made to look like wings? Could it be that the shape of wings can make energy utilization more efficient? This doesn't make sense at all."

"This thing is not made for you to see! Shut up, Dorn!" Perturabo roared at Dorn.

"I think it's pretty good. It's much better looking than the fly wings of Mortarion." Chagatai touched his chin and commented, "But there is still a sense of disharmony. Your armor is too heavy. It only gives me one feeling when I put it on."

"Oh? What feeling?" Perturabo smiled at Chagatai, and his narrowed eyes exuded a strong sense of threat. If Chagatai's answer did not satisfy him, then Chagatai would say goodbye to his beloved iron horse.

Chagatai licked his lips. For the safety of his iron horse, he chose to take care of Perturabo's emotions, but the flying Perturabo now looked too much like a tortoise with wings. Chagatai couldn't think of a second description for a while.

Seeing Jaghatai's hesitation, Perturabo knew that he was not holding back any good words. He smiled coldly and shook his iron feathers to shoot at Dorn and Jaghatai, forcing them to retreat from Ferrus.

"Let me fight him alone!" Perturabo licked his lips excitedly.