Man in Warhammer, starting Primarch

Enkari looked at the Doom Slayer trapped in the mirror of Slaanesh with disdain.

Endless demons surrounded Second Captain Antrus. In the palace of Slaanesh, time was chaotic and people's perceptions were disrupted. He and Saint Adeline had forgotten how long they had been fighting. .

Maybe it's tens of seconds, maybe it's decades, or maybe it's tens of thousands of years.

In such a long battle, Andrews' sword of judgment has long been dimmed.

Although the Doom Slayer inherited the original power of the universe to absorb and transform from their genetic father, in the face of such frequent offensives and deliberate attacks by the gods and demons, his recovery rate obviously could not keep up with the consumption.

The physical exertion made Andrews' breathing quicken.

Although he can still persist, but...

He looked at the saint Adeline beside him - he could clearly see the pain on the living saint's face, the enemy's attacks were too intensive. The saint's armor, which originally had endless glory, is now riddled with scars.

Even with the power of the Emperor, her figure inevitably swayed, and she needed to support her body with her sword to prevent herself from collapsing from exhaustion.

A Slaanesh army leader rushed towards the saint at this moment, and Andrews directly swung the sword of judgment in his hand.

The sword cut the demon in two like a hot knife through cheese, and its remaining body was kicked away by the Doom Slayer.

More enemies came over, and even after such a long period of killing, their numbers did not see any decrease.

Andrews clenched the blade in his hand, knowing that the enemy wanted to use this method to consume his power.

He can still persist, but if he continues like this, the saint next to him will undoubtedly die.

The Sage possesses the power of the Emperor, and her blade can easily incinerate the essence of demons. But in a protracted battle, her endurance is far inferior to that of the Doom Slayer.

Andrews knew he had to do something to break the trap set by Nkari.

During the battle, he used his consciousness to open the data panel of the power armor.

Looking at the Yajin energy backpack that was overloaded due to killing too many demons and absorbing too much energy, Andrews had a bold idea in his mind.

The Yajin energy backpack is the backup energy source of the Doomsday Slayers. As long as there are enough demons around them, they can achieve almost infinite war endurance.

Now in the long battle, the already overloaded Yajin energy is enough to supply Andrews to continue fighting. It is also a prudent decision to activate backup energy when necessary, which will be enough to help him wait for the arrival of imperial reinforcements.

But in order to save the saint comrades beside him and break Enkari's trap, Andrews decided to fight to the death.

He ripped off the Yakin energy backpack directly behind him, and then smashed it against the entrance of the magic mirror maze.

The next second, the thrown Yajin backpack exploded violently.

The huge energy is like a star suddenly exploding. First, there is a halo of destruction particles that cannot be observed at the end. In a way that violates the laws of physics, it wraps up the magic mirror maze with infinite space. Then the red flames will destroy the inside of the halo. Swallowed by everything.

Violent ether energy surged, and the maze flashed with light that was enough to burn through eye membranes in an instant.

The boundless demon army was torn into ashes in the fire and light before even having time to scream.

In the shock wave of the explosion, Andrews used his body to tightly protect the saint beside him.

Then the Destroyer was also thrown away, and the terrible energy impact even tore most of his sub-gold power armor.

The Doom Slayer's muscles exposed to the realm of Slaanesh were covered with scorched marks. Indescribable pain gnawed at every nerve of Andrews. He forced himself to overcome the pain and used the chain sword to support his body.

The entire magic mirror maze turned into scorched earth at this moment, and the Palace of Joy screamed sadly and sobbed.

Although Enkari is extremely flexible in the palace of Slaanesh and can use everything here to protect herself, facing the fire of destruction that sweeps everything away, she will inevitably be involved no matter how she escapes.

Fortunately, the layers of walls in the maze helped her block part of the impact.

When everything calmed down, the endless army of Slaanesh disappeared without a trace. The daughter of Chenghuan, Enkari, dragged half of her charred body and appeared in front of Andrews with rage.

Her perfect body was damaged, and the damage was permanent.

Enkari no longer had the calmness she had before. She launched an attack on the Doom Slayer angrily. The attack became more and more fierce, and she frantically wanted to kill the real culprit who made her lose her perfection.

The Doom Slayer gently placed the Saint, who was almost incapacitated, on the ground, and fought with the big demon.

The saint witnessed the battle between the two, but this time she had no strength to participate.

Suddenly, she heard Andrews' voice in the communication link,

"Adeline, maybe this is the place of my destruction." Andrews used the chain sword to chop off Enkari's long whip, and continuously pulled the trigger of the double-barreled shotgun, and the metal storm with red flames swept The big devil is trapped in it,

"This may be the end of my journey. Fortunately, the magic mirror maze that blocked us has been blown up and the blockade has been lost. If you die, you should be resurrected in the sea of ​​souls."

"If you come back, please help me apologize to the Warmaster. I'm sorry that Andrews fell on the road incompetently without fulfilling his oath under the banner of destiny."

In a sense, saints are the great demons belonging to the emperor. As long as they are not completely blocked and lose contact with the emperor, they can return to the highest heaven no matter how many times they are killed.

There are records of saints being killed in history, but at the right time, they can return again and fight for mankind.

When Adeline heard the words of the Doom Slayer, her eyes overflowed with great sadness, but she was quickly calmed down.

"You were ready to die, but all you wanted to do was apologize to him?"

"Because he is our Warmaster, my genetic father, and the hope of the golden years." Andrews' voice came again,

"As early as when I was in the Krieg Corps, I was prepared to die early. Death at that time was not difficult, far less reluctant than it is now. I have witnessed the despair of human beings on the verge of destruction. At that time, I struggled to survive. Fight for the suffering people of the empire, and everything you do is just for the survival of the empire."

"But the Warmaster has brought us the dawn of a new era. I followed him and witnessed with my own eyes the germination of hope and the lighting of the light of hope. I think maybe our descendants will no longer worry Whether they can live to see the sunrise tomorrow without having to fight for their own survival."

"The war will subside in this universe, in those days when all blasphemous temples will be destroyed. I feel extremely honored to be able to fight for the fate of mankind and even the stars. The only thing that makes me a little uneasy now is that I I have to leave my father behind because of this, and I’m sorry that I can’t continue to bear this heavy burden for him.”

"If you can return to the empire again, please help me convey my apology."

Adeline was silent for a moment, and there was an imperceptible choking in the saint's voice, "If I can go back, I will."

"For the Empire, for the Lord of Destruction!" Andrews shouted loudly, "For everything we have lost, for the heroic souls that have been destroyed by you!"

Andrews waved the sword with all his strength, and the warrior with scarred armor and broken armor jumped up without hesitation and struck at Enkari, one of the six beloved demons of Slaanesh.

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"Protect the Crusaders, protect the priests, and rally around them!" Commander Roget, who luckily regained consciousness from his coma, shouted on the voice channel. His voice was weak and he coughed up blood every time he shouted.

The demonic armies of Slaanesh came from all directions, breaking through the coalition defense lines layer by layer.

The Eldar prophets were frantically releasing secret spells, which almost drained their souls.

Their bodies were sore and still able to remain standing, which required a lot of willpower.

The Void Realm Priests in the Crusaders have now become the last resort of the mortal corps. These priests were engulfed in flames, which continued to weaken the influence of the colored demon army.

Their existence can ensure that soldiers will not defect on a large scale due to the corruption of Chaos.

The fighting will of the warriors will be inspired when they are close to the priest. Otherwise, under the erosion of Chaos, even if the demons do nothing, it is only a matter of time before they are corrupted in the realm.

In the Palace of Joy, Doom's heavy fist hit the ground, and the twisted things inside the Palace of Slaanesh were broken like water.

The steps of Demon Calamity Shalashi were no longer brisk, and she staggered towards Doom.

Both of them suffered certain injuries in the constant fighting, but Shalashi was still confident that in the palace of Slaanesh, the Doom Slayer would never be able to make a comeback.

"I said, you can't win. Throwing yourself into the arms of my Lord is your last chance." The scimitar embedded with rare gems was raised high by Shalaxi. Her perfect body was constantly moving at this moment. shed blood.

"Not necessarily." Doom sneered. Although he appeared to be at ease, warning sounds were constantly sounding inside his power armor.

Doom ignored these warnings and forcibly raised the energy level of Yakin's energy backpack to the highest level.

The moment he did this, his body erupted with dazzling light. Even the modified body could not withstand such a huge energy input, and every cell was in severe pain like burning fire.

Like real illusory fire, it overflowed from the surface of his body.

"Fight for the dead and die for the living. My father taught me fearless courage. The galaxy is not a toy for you blasphemies. You will see the courage of mankind and then join me in destruction."

The sword of judgment in Doom's hand burst out with light again, and the runes of destruction trembled. This time, what he swung the sword to slash was no longer Shalaxi in front of him, but the palace of joy itself.

Like a burning star, it hit the roof of Slaanesh's palace.

The huge impact force, even the Demonic Disaster Sharashi could not bear it. Her body was on the verge of falling, and then she was completely crushed by the huge impact and fell to the ground helplessly.

The entire Slaanesh Palace was shattering at this moment, the earth made a low roar, and the Six Rings Realm was shaking.

"Stop your scorn, monster. Listen to your final sound of destruction, for you will feel it."

Doom's eyes were filled with fire. At this moment, he was like the proud God of War.

When he underwent his final surgical transformation, every cell in his body endured the terrible pain of transformation.

At this moment, Doom understood the meaning of all this.

It was all for this moment, he would declare to God as a mortal.

Humanity will never surrender.

If he cannot win, then he will perish with everything.

Shalahi let out a painful wail, and the power Doom burst out made her lie on the ground.

Even though the Palace of Pleasure was constantly replenishing her with power, she still couldn't fight back at this moment.

Incredible fear appeared in her eyes. In her opinion, Doom Slayer Doom had gone completely crazy. Like a burning supernova, the body of the King of Doom overflowed with energy like an ocean, and even the Great Demon was suppressed by him.

In this subspace where everything is false, only will is real.

No one can imagine how powerful Doom's will is at this moment.

At this moment, Doom shook the Palace of Pleasure of Slaanesh.

Shake the residence of God as a mortal.

The raging fire spread in the domain of Slaanesh, and the raging storm came from the distant sky.

The airflow visible to the naked eye formed a shock wave, destroying everything centered on him, but only avoiding the coalition of the Empire and the Eldar.

"The time of destruction has come, scum!" Doom endured the pain in his body, but roared happily.

His body was cracking, and the powerful energy output was about to tear every cell of his body apart.

The demon disaster Xia Laxi made a shrill call.

The madness of this human made her feel terrified. At this moment, she felt that she was being wrapped in eternal destruction and nothingness.

She would disappear completely in the universe like the warrior in front of her, and even her master could not save her.

At this moment, she rarely admitted her failure. The most perfect hunter under Slaanesh completely gave up this hunt and shouted without regard for her face, hoping to get the protection of the gods.

An indescribable terrible power spreads across the Palace of Pleasure like a mist of desire, smoothing out all the damage the Empire has brought to this place.

In the smoke, an infinitely great pink shadow stands in the mist.

The shadow composed of the mist of desire alone is hard to look at.

Just a glance at this vague figure is far more information than looking at the Great Keeper.

Even the Primaris Space Marines felt their brains stop working the moment they saw the shadow.

A huge amount of information poured into the depths of consciousness, unbearable, indescribable, and incomprehensible.

The screams of pleasure and pain echoed in the void, but it seemed as if there was nothing, everything was just the hallucinations of mortals.

The lewd sounds of countless desires loomed, and the young god's lazy and casual eyes were far beyond the endurance of mortals.

Even Doom seemed to be no different from other mortals in front of Him, and the destructive power that erupted from him was forcibly stopped.