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Chapter 405 Group Fight

The individual fight ended with the Empire side completely wiped out, while the Chaos side still had four people left.

As a reward for the winning side, the remaining four Space Marines of the Chaos side will be incorporated into the group fighting camp, and the number ratio of the two sides in the next group duel will be ten to six.

The group duel began quickly, and just as the announcer had said, the gladiators on both sides were allowed to wear armor.

The Imperial Space Marines quickly organized themselves into a defensive formation to meet the enemy, while the Chaos Space Marines remained alert and kept their distance.

Although the Space Marines who fell into Chaos were all enemies of the Empire, it did not mean that they were close partners. In fact, their hatred for each other was even greater than their hatred for the Empire.

Unlike individual combat where both sides were on edge from the start, in group combat, with the Space Marines wearing power armor, neither side was sure they could quickly reduce the other side's numbers, so they chose to be alert and wait and see at the beginning.

Freya was already bored by the barbarity and vulgarity of the individual fights, and the hesitation of both sides in the group duel made her even more bored, so she decided to liven up the performance.

The demon plucked one of her own feathers, brought it to her mouth and blew gently. The black feather, like a raven's feather, turned into a pitch-black knife.

Freya played with the knife and said to the two teams of Space Marines below who were wary of each other:

"Human warriors, you should thank me. Your hatred and war will never end, and I have given you the chance to end it."

"So, use your blood and death to win my favor."

After saying that, Freya threw the weapon in her hand down.

When Freya threw the knife, the Space Marines on both sides, who were originally on guard against each other, rushed towards the predetermined landing point of the weapon at the same time. The White Scars, who were known for their speed, were obviously better, but after rushing past the landing point, they did not stop, but moved forward to meet the oncoming Chaos Space Marines.

As loyal warriors of the God-Emperor, they would never use demonic weapons, nor would they sit idly by and allow such blasphemous weapons to fall into the hands of their opponents.

The defense line formed by the White Scars Space Marines stopped most of the Chaos Space Marines, but one of the most cunning Chaos Space Marines broke through the defense line. This Chaos Space Marine deliberately fell behind at the beginning, so that after his teammates entangled the Imperial Space Marines, he easily bypassed the defense line and rushed straight to the blasphemous knife stuck in the ground.

But just before the Chaos Space Marine was about to obtain the weapon, he suddenly let out a scream, and pale flames burned in his pupils.

Not far from him, a Chaos Space Marine's eyes were filled with psychic energy. It was he who used psychic energy to attack the teammate who was about to receive the dagger made of Freya's feather.

Chaos Space Marines have never been a monolithic group.

However, the Chaos Space Marine who had endured the psychic attack did not die immediately. Their resistance to psychic energy was far higher than that of mortals. After the pale flames in his pupils died out, he still stumbled towards the knife on the ground.

The Imperial and Chaos Space Marines reached a tacit understanding at this moment. The Chaos Space Marines who were fighting stopped attacking and retreated at the same time, and the Imperial Space Marines did not pursue them, but returned to defend together, and finally stopped the Chaos Space Marine before he picked up the knife.

The original situation of ten to six instantly turned into a local situation of six to one. If the psychic attack from the Chaos Space Marine just now was included, it might not be inaccurate to say that it was seven to one.

Without completely overwhelming strength, this Chaos Space Marine who had just suffered a psychic attack from his teammates was no match for the six Imperial Space Marines. Soon under the siege of the Imperial Space Marines, his armor was torn apart and his skull was crushed.

This most cunning Chaos Space Marine became the first casualty in the team fight. His death did not cause any casualties to the Imperial Space Marines. It could even be said that he was killed by the Space Marines of both sides.

After witnessing this reasonable yet absurd scene, Freya finally became interested and put a pickled olive into her mouth.

In the arena, the Space Marines of both sides returned to the initial confrontation, but this time the Space Marines of the Empire pushed the front line forward to Freya's knife.

The Chaos Space Marines faced the Imperial Space Marines from a distance, but the distance between them and their teammates was even greater.

The first Chaos Space Marine who died just now has made a fact clear to everyone: whoever on the Chaos side has the opportunity to obtain the knife will become the common enemy of both sides.

However, the Imperial Space Marines do not want to take the knife for themselves, but only want to prevent the Chaos Space Marines from obtaining this weapon. So, given the current situation, for these Chaos Space Marines, it is actually better for this knife to be controlled by the Imperial Space Marines than by their own teammates?

"You idiots!"

During the standoff, a Chaos Space Marine spoke up, but his first words were a curse on his teammates:

"If we want to fight, we have to at least get what we want before we fight! If we try to trip each other up before we get what we want, it will only benefit the Empire's lackeys!"

The Chaos Space Marine then raised his unpowered primordial greatsword and pointed it at the Imperial Space Marines' position:

"Let's go together and kill them first!"

After saying this, he set an example by charging towards the enemy's position.

But after rushing out, he did not hear any sound of other Chaos Space Marines following up, so he slowed down his charge and looked back.

Then he saw his "teammates" standing there, looking at him indifferently.

His heart instantly sank to the bottom, but he had put himself in this dilemma. He could of course retreat back to his own position in disgrace, but then he would become the object of ridicule regardless of whether he won or lost, and he would be doomed to miss out on the blessing of the Supreme Heaven.

Then he knew that he had no way out. He stopped, looked back at the other Chaos Space Marines who were watching indifferently behind him, spat at them, then he raised his greatsword high again, roared, and rushed towards the position of the Imperial Space Marines alone.

His death was more glorious and dignified than that of the previous clever Chaos Space Marine. He did not die from a sneak attack by his own people, but died in a dignified manner under the siege of Imperial Space Marines. He wielded a greatsword, but every attack was blocked.

The unpowered giant sword slashed against the white power armor of the Imperial Space Marine. Although sparks flew every time they collided, after the sparks dissipated, the edge of the giant sword made of fine steel cracked, while there was not even a scratch on the power armor.

Soon he also died in the position of the Imperial Space Marines. Less than ten minutes after the group fight began, the Chaos Space Marines, who originally had the advantage in numbers, lost two people in succession, while the Imperial Space Marines did not even suffer any effective damage.

The current number ratio between the two sides has become eight to six, and the gap is gradually narrowing.