Man in Warhammer, starting Primarch

Doom ran like a bull on the Spirit of Vengeance with unstoppable momentum, and his steel boots trampled on the deck of the demon flagship, making a "bang bang bang" sound, heavy and powerful.

In the fierce battle, Doom's heart was as calm as a lake. He could hear the sound of the chainsaw sword cutting the demon's bones and the tiny sound of the power armor gears turning.

He breathed the clean air provided by the power armor circulation system, and his breath was still steady. The voice channel kept coming from the brothers' shouts of victory, and the night vision device on the helmet locked the enemy in the dark.

The demons here are more powerful than those seen before, and their physical manifestations in the material realm are more inhuman, with colorful skin, protruding eyeballs, and elongated fangs. All kinds of blasphemous symbols are revealed in Doom's extraordinary vision.

One of the demons took the initiative to pounce on Doom, its eyes were narrow like those of cats, and showed a faint green color.

This is a powerful demon, and Doom had to swing the chainsaw sword twice before he was able to kill it completely.

At the same time, other demons surrounded the Slayer from different directions.

This was an extremely dangerous formation. These blasphemous creatures were determined to annihilate the Slayer in one fell swoop.

"If they were smarter, they should have fled in all directions." Doom thought to himself.

But he was no longer surprised by the stupidity of demons. The combination of wrong beliefs and fighting fanaticism made these demons still stand in front of Doom and the Slayer, fighting stubbornly.

A massacre took place quickly. Every Slayer was a master of slaughtering demons. They were so familiar with the enemies in the warp that they knew every inch of each other's skin and texture like lovers.

In the battle with demons, they were handy. Their movements were like perfect machines. They slaughtered every enemy in a rigid manner, as skilled as an old butcher dissecting a beef cattle.

In less than thirty seconds, the roar of the demons gradually subsided, and Doom walked forward with some difficulty - because the sticky and black demon blood on the ground had almost covered his steel boots.

The teeth of the Slayer's chainsaw sword were also covered with a lot of meat and bone residue, and the surface of the blade was covered with the oil of flesh and blood.

The smell in this passage was already unbearable at this time, with the smell of blood, the smell of demons, and a mixture of more difficult to define strange smells.

Without the protection of the power armor's air circulation system, the Slayer's nose and even their spirit would be greatly traumatized by this stench.

Fighting against the enemies of the warp is a destined hard job, but compared with the torture on the assembly line, it is still not worth mentioning.

Even after a series of endless battles, the Slayers are still full of energy and full of fighting spirit.

As long as they can temporarily get rid of the work on the assembly line, no matter what the descendants of Duker do, it seems like they are resting.

The information from Grand Master Azrael was displayed on Doom's helmet display.

The Dark Angels have superb invasion combat literacy. While the Slayer was cleaning up the demons, they had already figured out the surrounding terrain.

A map of a maze appeared in front of Doom, and the overall picture of this maze continued to change as the Dark Angel continued to explore the entire building.

At this time, more enemies emerged, and the Doom Slayer finally twisted the knob of the double-barreled shotgun and opened the Argent Energy Backpack.

Red flames spread on the barrels. This was Dukel's power, representing the ultimate destruction. The light of the flames provided a lot of light in the thick darkness.

In this narrow corridor, Doom's tall body caused him to not have enough space to swing the chainsaw sword in his hand.

So he pulled the trigger, and the double-barreled shotgun spewed out flames, feeling the fan-shaped bullets, like a metal storm that easily tore apart the demon's armor and flesh.

The noises rang again, one after another, and echoed violently in the narrow environment.

The sound of wailing, shouting, and repeated shooting of the double-barreled shotgun intertwined.

They roared forward, like heroes who appeared on the stage with great fanfare.

Even the Dark Angels in the distance heard the sound of the Doom Slayers violently opening the way and approaching the core area of ​​the Spirit of Vengeance.

The sound of bones being broken, accompanied by the scraping sound of rough armor in action, the roar of the power engine, and the sound of steel boots trampling the ground, the Dark Angels heard it clearly.

The red flames burned more and more fiercely, and the miserable howling of the demons seemed to become the firewood for the burning flames. The environment here began to get hotter and hotter, and those crazy enemies seemed to feel fear at this time.

A Slaanesh demon with bisexual characteristics, it was difficult to tell whether it was male or female, suddenly jumped out of the dark corner and assassinated Doom like an experienced assassin.

The Slaanesh demon held a dagger burning with blue and purple flames in his hand. Doom stepped back to avoid it. The dagger slashed along his neck guard, leaving shallow scratches on the surface of the armor.

Facing the sudden attack of the demon, Doom did not use any weapons, but punched directly.

The body of the Slayer is their most powerful weapon. The Great Daemon of Slaanesh was hit heavily against the wall, and the sound of his spine breaking was heard.

In this small environment, the Great Demon and Doom had almost no room to dodge. They beat each other, and the dull sound continued to be heard until the wall that was a fusion of metal and flesh was hit with a huge dent.

When Doom stopped attacking, he could truly feel that there was an unnatural look in the broken body of the Great Demon, a look from another dimension.

"Be careful." Doom warned through the communicator, "The dark existence is staring at us."

Doom accelerated the advancement speed and went straight to the location marked on the map.

When the Doom Soldier arrived at the target location, Doom saw the Dark Angels also walked out of the exits around.

They approached the nave of the Spirit of Vengeance.

Doom saw the light in this room showing bizarre colors. The density of chaos here was almost equal to a small subspace.

Six braziers, seven bottles of poison, eight skulls, and nine crystals.

On a steel altar that was cast into a tangled structure, a strange logo swayed in the firelight. This hall was only 500 square meters.

Every inch of the floor was filled with degenerate humans with dull eyes and wooden faces.

They were only slightly corrupted by Chaos, wearing tattered old uniforms or work clothes, and their appearance and will still retained some human characteristics.

They wandered aimlessly like sleepwalkers, tall and thin, as if they were not bound by gravity.

When Doom stepped into the room, a thousand pairs of corrupted eyes turned at the same time, staring at him motionlessly.

The faces, muscles and bones of these corrupted began to twist on their own, and finally revealed some bird-like features, wide eyes, protruding chins, and pointed and hard hair.

The blasphemous power of Chaos surrounded and vibrated around them.

The fantastic mist filled the room, and the thick mist seemed to be intertwined with sick thunder and weak flames. In the thick blasphemous power of the subspace, the skin inside the Space Marine armor felt a tingling pain.

The Doom Slayer clenched his weapon.

Finally, they began to face opponents who could really make them feel threatened.

Time and space gradually became disordered at this moment. In the bizarre subspace phantom, several slender figures emerged in the mist and slowly approached them.

Wearing feather crowns on their heads, totems on their bodies were surrounded by morbid thunder, and holding barbed swords in their hands.

Their slender limbs seemed a little distorted in the halo of the kaleidoscope.

The moment they appeared, the Dark Angels pulled the trigger, and the bullets of the grenade guns poured like a rain curtain, forcing these slender figures to disperse.

Doom and his brothers used the firepower network compiled by the Dark Angels as cover to launch a close-range raid.

The Dark Angels were proficient in the use of weapons. Doom had great trust in them in combat and was sure that their firepower would not cause accidental injuries to the Doom Slayer.

Facing a strong enemy, Doom once again felt the unique excitement in the battle process. Just like their father, the Doom Slayer always had extraordinary passion for evenly matched battles.

Bombs whizzed past Doom, knocking down the Corrupted who tried to approach the Slayer from the side.

The First and Second Legions worked together perfectly and closely, but all of this was done unintentionally, like an improvisation.

Doom's chainsaw sword swung freely, and he chopped forward with a buzzing sound, easily chopping off half of a Corrupted's head, and then deflected the blade to cut the teeth across the throat of another Corrupted.

When a wizard wearing a feather crown entered Doom's attack range, his skin felt a tingling pain.

In a strong sense of crisis, the wizard began to imitate Doom's movements comically.

When their weapons collided, a large pool of plasma mixed with psychic energy was thrown out.

The mysterious ritual in the room greatly enhanced the wizard's speed and strength. In a few short moments, even Doom was in a stalemate with it.

Their weapons collided with each other, looking for an opportunity to give each other a fatal blow.

The wizard thrust the tip of his feather staff at Doom. The brief burst of psychic energy even caused a small explosion in the real space, and the floor beneath Doom's feet even dented in the impact.

Doom's strong body withstood the blow that could tear a mortal apart. He adjusted his body posture to offset the impact of the psychic shock.

When he felt the iron boots firmly grasping the ground again, the wizard used psychic spells again and rushed towards him at an accelerated speed.

He drew out the rapier from his waist and stabbed Doom's chest.

Doom stepped back slightly, slightly shifting his center of gravity, and the rapier's stab missed the target.

The Doom Slayer exerted force at this moment, swinging the chainsaw sword at an extremely tricky angle, cutting into the wizard's bony chest.

A large hole was torn in the wizard's body, and the inside of the body seemed hollow. It was hard to imagine what supported its movement.

The wizard let out a bird-like cry, which was very short and lasted only until Doom launched a fatal blow at him.

As the serrated blade of Doom's chainsword slashed from bottom to top at the wizard's head, the wizard let out a short and extremely tragic cry, and then there was no movement.

Doom began to move again, crushing the remains of the wizard, and felt a huge amount of pure energy entering his body. He was a little surprised that the wizard gave him more nourishment than the Great Daemon of Slaanesh.

This energy made the Doom Slayer stronger.

Doom began to look for the next powerful enemy.

The five tactical teams of the Dark Angels advanced steadily among countless fanatics. Commander Azrael fought all the way to get closer to Doom's position.

At the same time, the Doom Slayers also found a way to go deeper into the Spirit of Vengeance and hunted the enemy freely.

The shrill screams came one after another.

They were one step closer to Chaos Warmaster Abaddon.

Doom encountered obstacles again on his way to deeper depths.

This time, it was the scion of Nurgle, the dirty Great Unclean One.

It is hard to imagine how much corruption it takes to make the blasphemous thing in front of him so fat.

Its limbs were fat and cracked with rotten pus, and its face reflected various colors, which changed with its movements. The aura of plague surrounded its body, appearing and disappearing like a sick corona.

The power of decay made its body extremely swollen. In terms of height, it was even more than twice as tall as the Primaris Space Marines. Its strong muscles and disgusting fat piled up, and its whole body reflected the power of the warp.

Doom did not hesitate at all. While charging at the Great Unclean One, he also killed hundreds of demons.

The Great Unclean One also saw the Slayer. There was unparalleled malice in his eyes. Then he took out the plague-covered rotary autocannon from his abdomen and fired at Doom.

The dense barrage poured down on the Slayer. Doom kept dodging the opponent's shooting. The poor aim of the Great Unclean One made it very easy to dodge.

The bullets that could not be avoided only left slight scratches on the power armor after breaking through the isolation of the mental force field.

Doom continued to pounce on it, but the Great Unclean One dodged quickly, much faster than its rotten muscles looked, and even to a certain extent, its speed was comparable to the Doom Slayer's charge.

As Doom pursued, the Great Unclean One threw the cannon aside and took out a club with a triple rot curse.

The weapon of the disaster was held in the hands of the humanoid, and its attack was powerful, but in Doom's eyes, it was very rough. Without exquisite martial arts, even the strongest brute force would lose its power.

He dodged the attack of the Great Unclean One and rushed to its side.

"Son of Dukor!" The Great Unclean One roared, and it sounded like a mouthful of old phlegm, mixed with hatred and great fear.

"One day, we will repay the pain you brought to our loving father!"

To this day, the descendants of Nurgle are still resentful of the Second Legion's forced entry into the garden.

No one would doubt their determination for revenge, but the Second Legion would not sit idly by.

"Your father is just a loser." Doom sneered mercilessly,

"My father took the goddess of life away from him, and he was just like you now, roaring helplessly. The goddess that your master wanted but couldn't get is now firmly in my father's palm."

Doom unscrupulously revealed the secrets that happened in the Kingdom of God, and also revealed the scars that the descendants of Nurgle didn't want to recall.

The Great Unclean One immediately screamed with anger. Doom felt an amazing psychic force coming at him, forcing him to retreat temporarily. His feet slid on the floor for a distance before he stabilized his posture.

And the Great Unclean One was still howling. This great demon was angry because of the humiliation suffered by his father, and the violent subspace energy was vibrating inside the open space.

It was not an easy thing to stand in this psychic storm. Many demons around had been exiled back to the subspace by the vibrating energy, twisting and rolling.

At this moment, the Dark Angels' Grand Master Azrael jumped down from the ceiling on the left, his bolter roaring as he sent the bullets into the Great Unclean One's overflowing intestines.

The Dark Angels' King's shooting caused the Great Unclean One to be temporarily stiff, and his psychic screams weakened.

Doom rushed in front of it again, and the Great Unclean One also waved the plague stick in his hand.

At the same time, gunshots rang out inside the hall, the sound of bolters shooting, and the whistling of bullets came one after another. At least fifty bolters pointed their guns at the Great Unclean One at the same time.

The Great Unclean One's psychic energy became weaker and weaker. The Dark Angels' shooting injured him, and his huge body left him nowhere to escape.

Doom also avoided the Great Unclean One's attack at this time. He lowered his center of gravity, turned his waist with his left leg as a fulcrum, and the chainsaw sword swept across its body at high speed and swiftly.

The attack was powerful, creating a horrific gash in the Great Unclean One's chest, and foul-smelling blood gushed out.

The Great Unclean One stumbled back, his attack losing its rhythm, his psychic energy almost extinguished.

Doom took this opportunity to pursue him, and energy began to scatter uncontrollably, the floor cracked everywhere, the pipes inside the Spirit of Vengeance were compressed and ruptured, and high-pressure steam sprayed everywhere.

The Great Unclean One's screams echoed in the hall.

Despite this fragmented state, the Great Unclean One still stared at Doom with incredible hatred, and blood gushed out from the corners of its mouth.

"You can't defeat the Father!" It gritted its teeth and said, "You will only make Him greater, do you understand, greater!"

Doom spun the Chainsword and pointed the sharp serrated blade at it.

"Greater? Unfortunately, you are destined not to see it."

The Slayer said, "But one day, I will step into the heaven of the God of Plague again, and then I will witness it for you. Don't thank me, kindness is one of the many noble virtues of the Second Legion."

The Great Unclean One's eyes were filled with hatred, anger, and uncontrollable fear.

Doom executed him in the end, and he could never return to the garden of the Father.

After the battle, Doom and Azriel gathered their warriors. Although the Dark Angels and the Slayer were both elites of the Empire, they still had to check their status after such a long battle.

The corruption of Chaos is pervasive and must be prevented.

And while they were checking,

A new smell suddenly floated in the air, familiar yet strange, like burning ashes mixed with incense, and it seemed to carry a shadow of horror.

When the smell dissipated, a whole army of fallen warriors from the black legion walked out of the flames.

Then the great plunderer holding a broadsword walked out from the group of warriors.

"Hello, two commanders." A cold voice came out, and the dark warlord Abaddon pointed the magic sword in his hand at Doom and Azrael.