Chapter 10: The Battle for the Republic
Martellus was resting, he was out of his battle armor for the first time in a long time, earlier he took a shower that consisted of stripping and pouring a bucket of water over his head. When he did this he heard the jeers and hoots of a thousand Wolves all waiting around the Temple well to do the same thing. He then self consciously used his ration soap and scrubbed down as fast as he could then followed up with another bucket to rinse off and a ration towel to wipe down. He wrapped the towel around his waist and and turned around, he had ordered all the Marines to bathe as they all stunk like a month of body odor and farts. His other reason was that in his tribe he grew up in the Kingdom all warriors bathed before battle to ceremonially cleanse your sins your you can go to Morvan to meet your ancestors.
As he endured walking through hundreds of naked smiling marine who knew no shame as well a hoots and catcalls aimed at Martellus he just smiled and shouted,"At least I am not as hairy as you lot!"
"Boooo, Hairy is beautiful Grand Primarch, you just wish you were us!" He heard randomly from the crowd.
"At least he got the canines so we can trust him boys!" Russ shouted as he came out of the crowd and shook Martellus hand.
"I was gonna tell you sooner Sir but the chance never came up." Russ said quietly.
"No, bother that is why I am the Grand Primarch, I share all genetics traits with all Marine chapters even the ones who have not come out yet." Martellus said walking to his bunk.
"Really I thought it was because you are in charge?" Russ said.
"Well that was the official line but the real story is when they made a master gene-seed and implanted it in me with all the genes from all chapters along with some Primarch surgery that gave me a new body, that's why I am two feet taller and fifty pounds bigger than you" Martellus said.
"One foot if you are an inch and that's all fat old man!" Russ shot back but then he thought about for a bit.
"Wait a minute does that mean they tested every gene-seed at once on you? Russ asked.
"Yep my genetic material holds each Chapter, they monitored me for a month and then after they were satisfied they left me alone, so you could say I was the first Wolf!" Martellus joked.
As he walked to his bunk he saw a bunch of Marines around him armor, "What is going on Russ?" Martellus asked.
"Well we did not think that it was fair you did not have your own crest or symbol a we so we decided to dress up your armor! So I got some of the armorers to get some gold and some engraving tools and we'll show them boys!"
The group of Smiling Marines parted showing his white and gold trim armor, it had the head of a wolf over the right breast which look amazing. One the right shoulder where his unit symbol would be they engraved the circle with the X in it and underneath it said,"The Eye of Martellus the Red." It was all engraved and filled with gold and looked surprisingly as if a master artist had done it with the small amount of time.
"That ought to scare the hell out of the enemy tomorrow, you know that wolf is smaller than the one on my chest and we wanted to scratch that black and Red Templar cross off the other side but we didn't" Russ said poking fun.
"Thank you boys, it's a fine addition to my armor that will stay on until they bury my old bones in it!" Martellus said with a smile.
All the armorers left with a smile on his face and Russ left him alone after he joked about how long he would outlive him by and how he wanted his custom Bolter when he died and then finally left.
He lied down waiting for his under suit to dry, he looked at his body and saw the black connection points that he could see of the black carapace that was under his skin. He thought about the mark, he could feel a malign force behind it, was it him? No it had to be Demiurge or maybe something else he was the one who gave him the rune but he was also a lair. What was he turning into? Would he still have free will? So many question but this was not the time to think about that, he had a war to think about winning.
This morning after Count Visbin got more converts a very nervous knight rode up to the gate with brandishing a White flag. Martellus jumped over the wall and landed in a large puff of ash that once were Republic soldiers. The Republic knight shook like a leaf at the 12 foot tall towering man who was five feet wide. He could feel every step the Martellus took and then when he was finally within arms reach the enemy General looked down at him and he was on a horseback!
The knight bragged to all his friends that he would call the man an Imperialist swine and dog of the supposed God-Emperor. This was to his other knight friends around the campfire over a meal and too much wine. They all had a good laugh as their order was older than the Republic and had a fanatical faith in their order as they had never tasted defeat. They all bet on him if he would or would not do it.
All that did not matter now he stood in the presence of the god of war himself, he visibility emitted a Red aura that if he had to guess was intimidation that is so strong that one could see it off such a power being.
Before the young knight realized it he had been staring at Martellus for an uncomfortable amount of time.
"So what news do your bring?" Martellus said in a voice befitting his size the young knight thought.
"Oh, yes Sir, sorry Sir!" He said as he bumbled for the scroll in his salute, as he pulled it out he almost dropped it and juggled it for a second and then finally caught it, then smiled at the enemy General. He rolled out the parchment and in a quivering voice he read the scroll.
"General Gillscale of the combined Main Army of the Republic, do challenge you Grand Primarch Martellus and your forces, to open combat in the open field to the North West of town. Do you accept?" The knight finished reading.
Martellus looked down and said, "Well it took the old man long enough, tell your General that I got a bag of gold just for him and we do accept let's say mid day?" Martellus said as he turned around.
"Your terms are accepted." The knight yelled.
Martellus lifted his hand and waved in acknowledgment and then took one jump to the base of the wall and then another to the top of the wall and disappeared. When knight came back he took a bag of gold and threw it to his squire and told him to pay whoever out that he owed. Then he went into his tent and wrote a letter to his father, bidding him farewell as he was to die tomorrow and to switch loyalties to the Imperium now so he could advance their family name as they were low born nobles. He also told his father to have his brother claim emergency leave, fake his death if he had to or he would lose both sons as he was in the same order in the Northern Garrison.
Martellus was walking through the courtyard outside the Temple as there was no reason to be held up in it anymore. The Warfeinds were rummaging through the piles of bodies as there was more than enough armor to piece together a nice set and plethora of swords to arm all 8000 of them better than a normal foot soldiers . After they all gathered their armor they all took their daggers and carved a big circle the an X in the middle on of their chestplate and backplate. Then they all started drills and they were all naturals, they could jump higher, fight faster although it was more beasts than man. Many times he would see them running on all fours and forgetting they had weapons using their teeth and nails. The Maine's would have to break up matches more often than not and so sparing ended for the day, as he already got a good idea of their fighting power.
He heard some of the Marines complain about The Eye of Martellus symbol hurting their eyes if they stared at it to long. This concerned him greatly as it seemed it was a forbidden power, toxic to all so what did it do to him? It was dusk as he saw the most welcome sight he have ever seen a Thunderhawk flying there direction on the horizon, he looked for more but he did not see any and this made him very uneasy. It came in fast and low, it circled around the Temple complex and started to land on the designated landing zone . Martellus ran into the the Temple, they had pushed down the barricades and so he ran through the front gate. Then he ran up to the Thunderhawk that had already had its ramp down and saw a familiar face striding down it with a smile on his face.
"Dorn!" Martellus exclaimed as he ran up to him and gave him a hug.
"Martellus, you should get your suit checked you are crushing me!" He said half jokingly.
"Where's the rest of the company and where is the Imperial guard? Martellus asked.
"We are it, the rest are helping the Imperial guard who was getting wiped out. But before that what is that large golden wolf doing on your armor?" Dorn said.
"They put it on while I was not looking but they did not touch your Black Templar cross!" Martellus replied.
"This will not stand" Dorn shouted half jokingly.
"Anyways what happened to the Imperial Guard." Martellus said astonished.
"Well you know how the adventures have had a bone to pick after we either eradicated or welcomed the aggressive species into the Imperium?" Dorn asked.
"Well that ticked a lot of adventures off as they saw it as easy money close to their homes, then the Imperial school came, that ticked more of them off as all the war orphans flooded the market and made work harder to find. Not only that but Albedo Adventurer School Graduates were given good assignments right off the bat and they were promoted faster. The last straw was the latest rumors when we assault the stars adventures will be fully integrated into the military completely as they explore for new worlds. You know before they were a governmental institution but highly autonomous."
"I see they see the Imperium slowly taking away everything the adventures loved and since they were not highly regulated they were ripe for heresy" Martellus said with his chin in deep thought.
"Exactly, almost all the old school Adamantium, mythril, gold and silver groups have rebelled, they were even saying Momom and Pluton had defected but they were just lies. Anyways, they all gathered here for a fake meeting or large mission, I don't know but 10,000 of them came and when the war broke out they awaited the entire time on the other side of the southern border in ambush. We had an entire unit of 100 guards died when a top level group ambushed them in the mountains." Dorm explained.
"So what did you decide on doing?" Martellus asked.
"They had us fooled at first as they dressed like regular soldiers but we figured it out pretty quickly but not after we lost 5000 men. So we broke the 15000 men we had left and broke them into groups of 100 and assigned 10 marines per group. Whenever the Imperial Guard ran into a powerful mage or martial artist they would fall back and let the Marines take care of them." Dorn said.
"That is what I would have done, good job what are the results?" Martellus asked.
"Great so far, the kill teams are combing the mountains the paths and the fatalities have dropped from we have killed most of the adventures but we are down to only 10,000 guards. Oh man, I was on one of the test units and we ran into this group the four knights or something was their name, I have to admit they were good and could see how they were killing our boys so easily. But when they retreated and we charged forward you could tell they picked their fights, they were all dead in a minute or two as they did not know how to fight opponents stronger than them. The leader gave me the location of the HQ, so I asked if I took out enemy HQ could I go and take ten of my best men to the Temple to the Royal Emissary and they said yes, so here I am!"
"You sneaky, well it's good to have everyone I can get." Martellus said.
"By the way nice job, you really surprised the Royals when they got the Demi-human treaty in, after we take the central Republic all we have is the Northern Garrison which is only 10,000 men and of course dragons! He said with excitement.
"Why would you be excited about them, we strong but they are beasts that are stronger, can fly and do magic, remember what the Emperor says about pride brother." Martellus cautioned.
"Well you see that is the other reason why I came!" He dragged out a large metal crate and popped off the lid. " I come bearing gifts" He said with a Grin.
"This is the latest in anti-Dragon and also anti-anything weaponry." He pulled out a large cylinder shaped object with a sight aperture on the side and something that looked like a bolter handle and trigger on the bottom middle of the tube. He loaded are large finned thing in the back then snapped it shut,
"Introducing the Krak Missile, self guiding, reloadable, and packs a 1 kiloton warhead that can blow the wing or large chunk out of a dragon's hide. All you have to do it put the target between the two lines in the site until a circle envelopes the target and beeps then fire and watch it do its business, it will twists and turns and loops until it hits the dragon or it runs out of fuel. We practiced with dummy rounds on that fat ice dragon until he was black and blue!" Dorn said with a nasty smile.
"Great how many do we have, we might have a Dragon lord coming!" Martellus exclaimed in excitement.
"That is the downside we have ten with ten rounds each, each trooper with men including myself have trained extensively with them and believe me 10 is all we need, we just need to wait back and fire a volley and he won't dodge them all. His fire breath won't ignite them as they are made of a heat resistant metal, ten volleys or ten krak missiles would level a mountain, just ask Mount Hood by Tempest." Dorn gave another shifty smile.
"YOU BLEW UP MOUNT HOOD! That was supposed to be a sacred mountain!" Martellus shouted.
"Relax we had a magician specialize in time magic restore it, it almost killed him though it was a mountain. Anyways we will be ready for that bastard." Dorn smiled as he tapped the missile launcher.
Martellus was reassured, "thank you for coming my brother and bringing these new weapons. We will be fighting 10,000 against 35,000 and the Dragon Lord." Martellus said.
"10,000 we only have one chapter here what happened did the populace or deserters have a change of heart?" Dorn asked.
"Sort of my brother we have much to talk about come let us have some wine while I tell you my tale," as they drank he told Dorn of the Chaos Guardians and his "Gift" of the mark.
"So that explains those new recruits I saw with armor bearing that mark, along with that rune on your shoulder." Dorn pointed out.
"Yeah the Wolves put it on, they think is should be my crest or something, but now that you're here in charge of the Krak squad I do am not worrying about anything this battle is within and the nation is within our grasp." Martells said.
"Thanks you should get some shut eye you have a big day and you look like you have not gotten sleep in a week." Dorn said.
So Martellus took his armor off and layed in his room and fell asleep, Martellus did not like sleeping as he often had nightmares or ominous signs about his future, but for once he fell asleep and was having a nice night's sleep. Suddenly he was awoken by the worse noise he could link of, it was like metal scraping against metal. He slowly looked over to see a small figure carving something on his shoulder plate where the Marines had carved his sign in earlier. The being looked over and he jumped when he saw two crimson eyes.
"Gazef, a you frightened of little me? Why would that be I am married to your friend and you are part vampire aswell, surely you have fought the bloodlust?" The little figure said.
"Queen Bloodfallen, what may I ask are you doing here?" Martellus asked.
"That's Chaos Guardian Bloodfallen now, and I am not going to have Demiurge have all the the fun, you have given you a taste of power with this rune of power that you inscribed on your armor. So I am adding my power to the magical rune, see their are four sections in this symbol, this is not just a coincidence, this symbol was not given by Demiurge but the God Emperor. So I am adding my symbol of blood magic, this is the the symbol in the upper right corner it is a pentagram, I don't expect you to know what it is or how to use it but you will in time." She said as she faded away.
He laid down again but before he fell asleep he heard a familiar voice, "Did you miss me."
He sat up to see Demiurge scratching something in the place in the symbol next to where Shallter put her symbol.
"I saw that she told you that it was I that did not give you this symbol but the God Emperor, it enough power for you for now but when the time is right I will give you a skill that will be very useful. It is my symbol an eye with a crescent like serpent around it." He smiled and then disappeared.
He shook his head then laid back down wondering how much crazier this night was going to get. Then he heard scraping again he stood up to see a small elf carving a spiral in the next section, "Hello I am another Chaos Guardian, we will met in time" Then vanished as soon as he came, he laid back down.
He closed his eyes and wondered if any other strange beings were going to show up but nothing happend. He slept through the rest of the night just fine when he awoke he wondered if what he saw and spoke to was real, he looked over to his armor to see if it was real and all the symbols were their. Every section was filled except for one, was there still a Chaos Guardian he did not meet? As he was wondering Russ came in and saw what Martellus was looking at,
"Hey, who messed up our work, was it those Black Templars?" Russ asked.
"Well, three Chaos guardians came at night and gave me their runes of power and explained that this cross and x symbol was given by the Emperor." Martelles said looking at Russ with a shrug.
"If I had not seen what that symbol did a few days ago I would have doubted you but not anymore my friend." He slapped him on the shoulder to try and cheer his up.
"Well big day today to let's get to it" Martellus said,
"Roger that we placed the freshest bodies we could on the battlefield like you asked." Russ said.
"When did I say that?" Martellus said.
"Last night you went to the Warfiends and gave them the order to litter the battlefield with fresh bodies" Russ said, "we all thought it was to intimidate the enemy?"
"Yeah, sorry I forgot!" Martellus just went with it as he suspected the Chaos Guardians were at work.
Martellus made sure everyone got chow then he help a meeting on the battle and finally tons the company commanders about the dragon lord. The Lord Dorn got up and showed the Krak missile system, this put all the Marines at ease. Martellus plan was simple 1000 Marines leading a wedge followed by 8000 Warfiends that will run past the front line and cause chaos and kill all the as many men as they can then retreat back to the line and repeat the process. When or if the Dragon Lord shows do not worry about him let the Krak Launcher squad take care it. With everyone happy with the plan they all resupplied and headed out to the battlefield.
The Republic side the same scenario was taking place but the General intended to flank the Imperialist with the remainder of his Cavalry all 5,000 of them. Then while the troops were heading out a crackle in the General's office started then a portal opened and a mysterious hooded figure came through General Gillscale looked back with a smile on his face. He prostrated himself and said, "Dragon Lord they told me your were coming"
The man flipped black his hood and he had a stunning beautiful face that was like the sun and Platinum hair and a pineal eye in the middle of his forehead The General did not believe his eyes," Platinum Dragon Lord are you not supposed to protect the floating cities treasures?"
He looked down at the General as one would look at a ant and said, "The Black Armies have surrounded the city, shape shifting spies have infiltrated the city. All the Cities NPC's are under mind control, I see within two days the city is lost and I am slane by the ruler or Terra the abomination of the God Emperor. The best action I foresaw with my seer vision was to come here and fight, I have the greatest chance of success slowing down the Imperialist onslaught and then all of the clans going to the ancient lands."
General Gillscale said, " That is truly a disturbing vision, but your third eye had never been wrong. Do you wish any refreshments?"
"Yes Dragon root tea please." The Platinum Dragon asked. Dragon root was the most poisonous plant on Terra but it got its name because dragons had the only constitution to drink it. It was said it was the sweetest and fullest taste one could drink another reason why so many preferred the poison as it was easy to use.
A dragon in human form could be stabbed as they did not have their strong hide but all they would have to do it transform and a life threatening injury quickly became a small pinprick. So Dragons and Dragon Lords were a little vulnerable but not so much to be on constant guard.
The kitchen looked like a slaughterhouse, and a man with a corporal's uniform was taking off his shirt revealing the Eye of Martellus carved on his chest. He was switching into a servant uniform and when he was finished he picked up a cup of dragon root tea. He poured a vial in the tea a smiled a large evil smile.
The General went out of the tent and started to direct his men into positions. He spread the word through high command that the Platinum dragon Lord was here and to spread the word. News made it fast though the ranks and the men started to have an extra spring in their step. The Republic can win this one as no one other than the Gods have killed Dragon Lords.
The Warfiend made his way in the General's tent trying his hardest to look proper and not look the Dragonlord in the eye.
He bowed and lifted the tea, "Dragon Lord you tea." He said staying in the same position.
The Dragon Lord looked at the man and at the tea and picked it up and said, "Did you know that Dragons have very good senses, especially smell, we can smell per say something in our drink or an enchantment on a person!" He shouted as he threw the tea to the ground.
Then the spy looked with with a mouth full of sharp teeth and lept forward with a cylinder in his hand and hit the Dragon Lord in the neck and then jumped back all in a split second.
"That was a auto injector full of the same poison that was in your drink. Right now it is in your bloodstream attacking your lungs and heart, a little gift from my masters of Chaos!"
"You foul thing! Get out of my site before I dis...cough, cough,cough." He looked at his hand and there was a mix of blood and spittle.
"HEHEHEHE! Not long now my masters, now I shall take me leave!" The Imperial spy ran off to his tent and got dressed in his only uniform and then made his way through the woods until he linked up with the other Warfiends and got in his armor and blended into the Imperial Army.
The Platinum Dragon Lord wanted to scream and threw over the General desk and then he spit some more blood up, "The more I move the faster the poison goes through my system the quicker I die I must meditate and slow my heart and wait until the perfect time to strike. He walked out and sat on top of the hill behind the camp and went into deep meditation. When the General saw him along with all of the officers they assumed he was preparing for war and left him be.
The time had finally came and the two armies faced each other, the last 35,000 of the Republic's Main Army and 10,000 Imperial troops, 110 of which were Terran Marines while the other were defected Republic troops that took the Mark of Martellus and became Warfiends. The two Generals did not meet as was per custom as neither would agree to the others terms and both were sure they would win.
Martellus was standing ten feet in front of his men, he was about to give a speech but then he heard whisper in his ear, "Alright Martellus, I am going to teach you blood magic, I am speaking to your mind so do not answer or your men will think you are mad. Now first imagine drawing a large ball of blood from all those corpses and yes I was the one who told them, oh and put your arms up and act like you're holding it that will help you, now do it." Shalteer said.
So Martellus closed his eyes and imagined all of the blood draining out of the bodies on the ground and forming into a large ball over him." He did this for what seemed for ever but he did not feel anything different, actually he felt like a fool. Then he heard murmuring and he thought that the men were talking about his strange behavior but then the voice said, "Go ahead look up" so he did and much to his amazement and his army around him a ball of blood the size of a boulder was floating above him.
General Gillscale was watching this transpire while his second in command asked him "What do you think that is Sir?"
"I don't know you are a second class magicians why don't you tell me?"
"Well, it looks like blood sir?" He replied.
"I know it is blood, what kind of spell?" The General screamed.
"Well, blood magic is a dangerous road, it demands human sacrifices and is used by the undead, mostly vampires and such so I would guess it's is an offensive spell at this distance!" The second in command officer replied.
"Well then let's get our defenses up!" The General screamed. Officers repeated the General all the way through the lines and every who had a shield put one up.
Martellus was now standing in front of his Army with his hands up with a boulder size ball of blood over him. The voice said, "Now imagine as many arrows as your can, then look out to the enemy army at an area target you want to kill!" So he thought of the ball breaking into thousands of arrows then looked out into the enemy and saw that the cavalry was unguarded and it would be nice to get rid of them so it was the best target.
The voice said. "I can see by your eyes you picked a target, the Calvary right? Good choice, now you are going to not act but going to throw those arrows at your target by envisioning the arrows going all the way to their target, while you are doing that throw the arrows with you arms all at once, you got it? Sure you do, let them go!"
Martellus saw the arrows flying from overhead all the way to the calvary and pierce through them, at the the same time he threw his arms back and with all of his strength (he knew was doing it right or else why was there resistance) he threw both of his arms forward letting out a thunderous "Raaaarrrhhhhhh!" while he did it.
He watched as countless arrows made of blood flew forward across the field and right into the calvary piercing every man on horseback. As soon as the arrow pierced the man it disappeared, the men who were not killed started to foam at the mouth. With one quick spell Martellus took out the entire cavalry, he was amazed this was the first time he had ever done magic and this was on the God level scale.
"See, you are a natural at blood magic, that was called [Blut Arrow] but wait the show is about to begin!"
Suddenly all off the 5,000 calvary men started to get up with the mark on their forehead, they looked pale, dead but pull out their swords and started to slash unsuspecting men in the back, after a few men were beheaded the Republic soldiers caught on.
"Zombies!" One of the Senior soldiers said and ordered them to attack.
Martellus seeing the disarray is their ranks yelled, "I have pathed the way to victory let us destroy the heretics, by the Hammer and Fist of the Emperor's sons!"
The Imperial army all screamed and charged the Republic army north wing was in complete chaos as they had 5,000 friend now turned enemy in their ranks.
"Damn that Martellus and his dark sorcery, I should have expected no less than followers of that old Sorcerer King, what a devil! Well we have our own ace!" The General spat.
The Marines smashed into the infantry that densely pack because they never got to run out and meet in the battlefield and were being cut down like grass. The Warfiends jumped over the line and many landed on someone and bit the throat out or took a dagger and stabbed them to death. It was another psychological shock as many of the Republic soldiers recognized their now enemies as once friends. One poor sood saw his old friend land right in front of him put his sword down to try and talk to him but the new Imperial soldier dashed forward and stabbed the man right in the heart. The Republican guard was choking on his blood and managed to get out "why" before he died.
Unlike in the fight the with southern garrison the Marines fought with a chainsword in one hand and a bolter in the other. Russ was mostly using his chainsword while sparingly using his bolter as it was hard to reload in maylay combat. Russ was mainly using it to get the stupid Warfiends out of trouble, one was stabbing an enemy he had clearly killed 10 stabs ago, enraptured in bloodlust he had to guess. The problem was he had to shoot three soldiers he did not notice that we're going to kill him. Most of the other Marines were pretty much in the same position and when they ran out of ammo who knew how long it would be until they could reload.
Martellus seeing this as he was on the front and had saved 18 Warfiends and had only two bolts lefts, they needed a major offensive now!
"This magic will be easy just say {Blut Amor] and that is it." The voice said
Martellus said, "Blut Armor!" and nothing happened, he cut through the stomach of a spearman and he fell over but then all his blood turned into a mist that covered his armor and weapons. Then he cut the head off a swordsman with his back to his fighting a cavalryman who was now an undead of some sort, and then the same thing happened a small mist covered him and his weapons. He smashed into a row of shieldman in a phalanx and cut though their shield as if they were air and sliced through each man hold them the same. He followed up with a two handed left to right slash that cut every man in half like nothing in his six foot range of his sword. The quickly finished off the rest of the men in the formation and from the 15 men formation a large mist came up from all of them and the process repeated.
"The armor you have is made of the life essence blood, it makes your armors stronger and your weapons sharper, every time you kill a man." The voice said.
"Brothers 200 with me! Normally he would never attempt something like this but with his new powers it was worth as try, he had his men form up behind him as he ran full speed hacking and slashing everyman in his way not even taking time for defense. To his men he looked like the berserkers of old, every time a soldier would shove a spear in a joint, the spearhead would melt and nothing would happen. Martellus ran into the second line, which was a wall of shield and spears and he smashed threw them like a bowling ball, men went flying shields shattered and when the Marines watching did not think it could get more insane, Martellus stopped and started to fight down the line, smashing and trampling as many foes as he was striking down and killing. Then he stopped to reload his Bolter and 30 infantrymen jumped on him striking vital points, then as if a grenade went off they all flew off of him and he started to run through the third line with a full bolter blowing the head of the officers killing all the men completely disrupting the chain of command. The Marines followed him but it was more to clean up after he had been through,
Martellus decided he disrupted the second line when they retreated to the last defensive formation. He ordered over the vox the second line had fallen and were retreating that meant all the men in the third line were completely cut off and Martellus and his two hundred Marines turned around and started to kill every man trying to retreat to the last line of defense. At this point there were only 5,000 Republic soldiers against 8,000 Imperial soldiers, they had lost 1,800 Warfiends and 20 Marines were out with locked knee joints or injuries and 2 Marine fatalities, which the suits were going through the revival spell protocol.
This was when the Senior soldiers new the battle was lost and cried out to the Dragon Lord for help. He had heard their cry and stood up and transforms into an enormous Platinum Dragon that was flying over the Mountain. The entire battle stopped for a moment as seeing a Dragon Lord was a once in a lifetime deal even if he was you enemies. Martellus gained his senses, "Dragon slayer unit are you ready?
Dorn replied, "Locked and ready to fire!"
"Fire and keep it up until we don't have any rockets!"
Dorn did not even reply and the 10 Black Templars in the back the battle all fired the KraK missiles at once and Martellus watched as the missile all headed straight at the dragon. The dragon had no idea what he was looking at but had decided they were threats and inhaled then exhaled a bright blue flame consuming all of the missiles as he turn his head back a forth. When his fire breath died down it was just in time to see one missile hit left wing blowing a large hole in it. The next three hit him of the left side blowing boulder size chunks out of his right side, one was so bad you could see rib bones. The next two hit him in the chest, one hit him and blew off his front leg and the other took a huge chunk out of the area next to it. The next three flew together and stuck him in the midsection blowing him completely in half. As the proud dragon fell the last missile followed the falling dragon and stuck him in the back of the neck paralyzing him. His large proud frame now slammed to the ground, dull and lifeless, Martellus thought that the missiles would work but after just one volley he was down, the Imperium's Magos and Cult Mechanicus was a formidable force.
The truth of the matter was that he already almost dead and if he was not given that virus it would have taken every missile and another thousand bolter rounds to put him down. This was all to prove a point but nothing anyone expected. The slaughter began again with the Republic completely demoralized, the Martellus saw the dragon whose head was pointed down towards the battlefield getting ready to try and roast everyone.
"Back,back everyone move back!" He screamed over the vox.
"Not like that, put meaning behind your voice and weak men will do your bidding" The voice of Demiurge said.
Martellus thought about it and said suddenly with all his might, "Imperialists run away as fast as you can, enemy soldiers stay still." And like a spell all the Marines turned and ran as fast as they could while the enemy wandered about in a daze.
This dragon knew the battle was lost so he wanted to take everyone out with one last attack, all the Imperial forces moved back and the Republic was praising their gods as they thought a miracle was happening.
There was still not enough time to get far enough away! Martellus yelled.
"Stick your hands in the ground and think about lifting it with your mind just like the other spells." A different voice said.
As all the Marines and Warfiends running past him as fast as they could, Dorn passed him and then ran back, "What are you doing Sir let's go!"
"Shush!" Martellus said.
Martellus sunk both gauntlets in the ground and griped it with all of his strength, then he pulled up while thinking of a wall. Suddenly the ground began to rumble and then shake, then a large 20 foot thick 100 foot wall of earth raised up from the ground. All the Marines and Imperial soldiers who were running stopped to watch this amazing feet. Dorn noticed the spiral symbol on his shoulder started to glow when he was using this power. The dragon exhaled consuming the entire Republic Army turning them into instant ash and then hit the earth wall and forced the fire straight up, protecting the entire Imperial Army.
While the wall was up the Platinum Dragon was breathing his last breath and then it suddenly it seemed like time stopped and Demiurge appeared before him. Demiurge took a vile injected him with it and the got out a knife and started to hum as he surgically cut out the Dragons Pineal Eye
"Ergg, what are you doing demon, I am dying is that not enough." The Dragon lord said.
Demiurge without stopping said, "No, I am going to remove your eyes, the nerve that goes to your cortex and your entire brain, we are going to put it in a solution and keep you alive, kind of, you see we need that eye for our future plans, humm ah yes also I cured your disease so you will live all the way through this surgery."
"Arg!" The Ancient Lord screamed as he was being dissected alive.
While looking through the mirror Ainz leaned to Mare and said"The Dragon virus is viable I want it spread throughout the entire north of the Republic, good job Mare, when I taught you about diseases and how they are a part of nature you did an excellent job in creating them and making a brand new branch of druid magic!" Ainz said.
"Thank you S-Sir, I have created several more that will kill humans within a day, and almost any demihuman within a week!" Mare said.
"I am very proud of you Son! Get the Dragon virus ready, all pureblood are about to be extinct!" Ainz said with excitement as the Dragons have always been a bane.
Another one out, I am thinking of skipping the capture of the Floating City and only mentioning it in passing. What do you guys think? I still have a long way to go until the Black Crusade into the Stars to conquer Segmentum Centerium. I also have a good side story explaining the origin of Terra, the Royal Marriage, and the Ascension to the Golden Throne.