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What is going on!

Staring at the battlefield in front of him, Abaddon's face was livid.

In fact, at the beginning, Abaddon's idea was to involve the external defense line, and then he would lead people to teleport directly to the center of the command center to behead. However, when Abaddon tried to use psychic teleportation, he was surprised to find that the area was completely closed and there was no way to teleport at all.

So he had to choose a simpler, direct and rough way. To be honest, this made Abaddon very unhappy. After all, beheading and boarding is what the Space Marines are best at, and now, their way of pretending has been ruthlessly sealed by the opponent, so Abaddon can only choose a stupid way.

That is to fight in.

Originally, Abaddon thought it was not difficult. The warp had eroded the planet, and psychic energy was everywhere. With the blessing of the Chaos Gods, they were unstoppable!

It should be like this!

But the facts are not so!

Abaddon watched the little golden men on the opposite side rushing towards the Black Legion. Under normal circumstances, these fragile mortals could not cause any harm to the Space Marines. The small laser guns in their hands, or the machetes that looked harmless, were meaningless in front of the warriors blessed by the Chaos God!

It should have been like this!

But now, Abaddon just wanted to curse.

What the hell is this?

He watched a Cadian soldier raise the laser gun in his hand and pull the trigger, and then the latter burst out a beam that was almost comparable to a plasma cannon, instantly penetrating the armor of the demon engine in front and smashing it to pieces.

He also saw another warrior waving a machete and rushing towards the Astartes of the Black Legion. However, in front of that mortal, the Chaos Space Marine who could have easily killed him began to slow down, as if he had aged hundreds of years in an instant, and then Abaddon saw the soldier waving a machete that was not as thick as the Astartes' arm and chopped off his arm.

Is this normal? !

Is this reasonable?

Abaddon felt as if he had fallen into a nightmare.

What kind of power is this?

Is it a false emperor? Not likely, at least Abaddon saw with his own eyes that the golden light on the bodies of several warriors who shouted "Praise the Emperor" disappeared the moment they shouted, and then they were torn into pieces by the demons next to them - well, this is the normal style of demons and mortals.

By the way, this was of course done by Duanmu Huai.

I worked hard to consume my divine power to set up the formation for you, not to sell face for others!

It doesn't matter if you shout the Primarch, but if you shout the Emperor, then I can only disconnect you from the Internet so that you can clear your mind.

So that you know who has the final say in this piece.

It turns out that this trick is very useful.

After discovering that those who shouted the Emperor were directly abandoned, the others quickly changed direction and began to shout the slogan of the Inquisition to continue the attack. The only ones who did not change were the Living Saint and her fighting nuns. They believed in the Emperor, so naturally they could not become Duanmu Huai's subordinates, not to mention that Duanmu Huai was still using the [Sixth Heavenly Demon King], which resulted in these combat nuns not only being unable to obtain Duanmu Huai's bonus, but also their own power of faith in the Emperor being taken away by Duanmu Huai.

It was a huge loss.

But what can I do? If you don't shout, I can't do anything.

Duanmu Huai could only silently give the Emperor a middle finger in the subspace to apologize. Everyone is playing this game, you should understand me, right?

Although I took advantage of your faith and the souls of your imperial people, I also paid a lot.

Back and forth, it's fair.

Duanmu Huai retracted his thoughts, stood on the high platform and continued to look forward, watching a team of Cadian soldiers holding laser guns to beat the demon engine in front of them into a sieve and then exploded, and nodded with satisfaction.

Well, now this is fair.

But it is obvious that Abaddon does not think this is fair.

Everyone would be furious if the situation that was supposed to be a winning streak turned out to be a losing one!

"Forward, keep moving forward!"

The only thing that made Abaddon less nervous was that the number of troops in the Krave Bastion was seriously insufficient, although it was currently in a siege situation that he least wanted to see. But with the strength of the Black Legion, it was only a matter of time to eat up this tricky enemy.

However, the demons were scared.

They fought to the death before because the demons would not really die. At most, they would be exiled back to the warp, so this was not a problem at all.

But now it is different. The Inquisition can kill them completely and completely wipe out their souls from the warp. For the demons, they cannot imagine or accept this fact. If they could rely on their own powerful strength to ignore the bites of these insects before, but now, when these insects have transformed from prey to hunters, even the demons dare not act rashly!

But they have no choice!

They sold their souls to the Chaos Gods, and now, as a price, they have to obey the orders of the Chaos Gods and continue to fight!

The entire Cadia has now become a gambling table, and all the power and souls are chips on this gambling table. Duanmu Huai has already placed his bet, so the Chaos Evil Gods will naturally not give up!

The tyrannical fury of the demon army was like a sharp blade tearing open the front line. Duanmu Huai looked up and saw a tyrannical demon holding an axe in both hands and spreading his wings, rushing towards him, surrounded by bloodletting vampires covered in bright red! Behind him, the figures of the Lord of Change, the Father of Plague and the Keeper of Secrets could be vaguely seen.

Well, this scene is really nostalgic.

Duanmu Huai remembered his last battle on the Novice Planet, when the demons of the Chaos Evil God united around the Four Gods and tried to completely destroy the planet. But in the end, Duanmu Huai destroyed them and buried them along with their ambitions. And now, everything in front of him seemed to be a replay of the previous war, except that the two sides were very different in mass and size.

So Duanmu Huai made the same choice as at that time. He held the war hammer in his hand and strode towards the tyrannical demon in front of him.

He knew that the other party was not just a demon. Maybe others could not see it, but Duanmu Huai had seen it. The boiling red, cunning and strange blue, sticky and twisted purple, and disgusting green filled his vision.

They are coming.

This time, they will take action personally with the help of their followers.

And Duanmu Huai also wanted to try out how powerful the real power of the Chaos Evil God is! !

"Roar——————!!!"

The tyrannical demon roared and raised the battle axe in his hand. At that moment, Duanmu Huai saw its figure integrated with the giant sitting on the brass throne. Its bright red eyes were filled with hatred and anger, and it raised the chain saw axe high and chopped towards Duanmu Huai!

At the same time, the two-headed birds holding the staff behind the big devil began to scream, and they uttered obscene words from the strange sky. The twisted psychic energy burst out again, and even the shining golden light became dim under the surging psychic energy flow, turning into an evil and twisted curse, rushing towards Duanmu Huai.

The father of plague took out the corrupted cauldron and poured the thick soup inside towards Duanmu Huai. The disgusting venom just came into contact with the air and quickly spread and exploded.

In the shadow of the dark green dark clouds, the keeper of the human-beast snake body was like a poisonous snake swimming through it. Its three pairs of arms were holding sharp blades, just like a poisonous snake opened its mouth, showing its fangs and biting the prey in front of it!

At this moment, they took action!

Even the power of the soul card could not suppress the divine power from the highest sky. The golden light dissipated, and the land originally covered by green grass became dry, dark and twisted again. Violent flames and blood ignited from it, and moved forward under the treacherous wind of psychic energy!

This was the first time that Duanmu Huai felt their presence.

At this moment, both sides threw the chips on the table aside, took off their suits, and rolled up their sleeves.

Who the hell is playing games with you?

We want to fight!

Coincidentally, Duanmu Huai also thought so.

He took a deep breath, clenched the war hammer, faced the enemy in front of him, and then stepped out.

At this moment, the God of Destruction also woke up!

The furnace of the Tribunal has never vibrated so fast as it is now. Countless souls were ruthlessly thrown into it and turned into huge energy, just like a sports car that just started and rushed to a speed of 300 kilometers per hour. Duanmu Huai could even feel that the destructive power in his body was like a reservoir overflowing under a heavy rain, and even his power armor began to break before it was attacked.

But this could not stop Duanmu Huai, because he was the God of Destruction!

Duanmu Huai took a step forward.

At this moment, the world seemed to have come to an end.

The sound disappeared, the color disappeared, everything disappeared. The Plague Father's life-giving soup turned into a pool of stagnant water, and the spiritual energy screaming from the blue two-headed bird's mouth also dissipated. The Keeper found that he seemed to have lost his emotions, no sadness, no joy, no anger, no injury, his brain was blank, and all emotions and sensory touch were wiped out at this moment.

Then, the war hammer in Duanmu Huai's hand, which was swung like a baseball bat, smashed together with the battle axe chopped down by the Tyrannical Demon.

Then, everything continued.

"—————————!!!"

The earth completely cracked at this moment, and the Lord of Creed was horrified to see that in front of the Krave Bastion, a large area of ​​the ground was completely torn apart, as if the entire land had exploded and turned over at this moment. He watched the thick surface of the ground rise up like an orange peel, and then fell heavily under the action of gravity. The entire Krave Bastion shook, and the huge impact made everyone feel as if they were hit by a whirlwind torpedo at close range.

Duanmu Huai slid out of the thick smoke, and he felt his hands trembling slightly. He didn't know whether it was due to numbness or other reasons. At this moment, Duanmu Huai couldn't even feel the sensation of his arms. But he didn't fall down, he still stood there, even if the Blood God's full force hit him, Duanmu Huai still held the war hammer tightly and didn't fall down. Even though his armor was already tattered, and even Duanmu Huai's helmet was broken in half, he still didn't fall down.

However, the battle was not over!

Abaddon jumped out of the smoke with the magic sword in his hand, and his right hand clenched the magic sword and stabbed Duanmu Huai hard. The instantaneous impact of the four gods shook off the defense of this false god, and what he had to do now was to seize this opportunity and give him a fatal blow!

In Abadon's eyes, the false god seemed really tired at this moment. He just stood there, holding the warhammer in both hands and leaning on the ground. Although he stared at him, Abaddon only saw a trace of confusion and mockery in his eyes. Then, Abaddon saw a sudden flash of brilliance on Duanmu Huai, and a gorgeous set of armor appeared on his body out of thin air.

However, the magic sword has already been thrust out.

Unexpectedly, the luxurious-looking armor was unable to block Abaddon's attack. The dark magic sword pierced into it like butter, and the armor shattered like fragile glass. But the sword failed to hit the target it was supposed to hit.

Abaddon swore that the sword strike just now was the most perfect sword strike he had ever made. No matter the angle, strength or technique, it was perfect. No one could avoid this sword strike.

However, the fact is that Duanmu Huai did not hide. The sword hit him, but it also missed. Abaddon could feel that his sword hit Duanmu Huai's armor, not himself.

Then this sword is useless no matter how perfect it is!

Unfortunately, it was too late.

When Abaddon noticed the howling wind coming towards him, the war hammer in Duanmu Huai's hand had already hit his head. He could only raise the mechanical claw in his left hand, but the latter was directly smashed into pieces under Duanmuhuai's hammer. Abaddon rolled around trying to distance himself from Duanmuhuai, but when he saw Duanmuhuai's face flashing through the broken helmet, an indescribable fear suddenly emerged from Abaddon's heart. His body was completely out of his control for a second.

But that's enough.

"Kneel down!"

With a roar, Duanmuhuai's war hammer hit Abaddon's knees hard, directly smashing his legs. The next moment, the warmaster of the Black Legion could no longer bear the huge impact and fell to the ground.

Abaddon was in a mess at this moment, his right arm and the mechanical claw were smashed into twisted pieces, and his legs were literally completely shattered from the knees down. Abaddon fell to his knees, holding the magic sword in his left hand, trying to get up with support. But soon, Abaddon felt that a huge shadow enveloped him.

He raised his head and looked upward, only to see Duanmu Huai walking in front of him, raising the war hammer in his hand high.

"Go to hell, traitor."