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The galaxy shines.

Duanmuhuai was sitting on a chair, staring at the cosmic sky outside. Just now, Ecote had reported to him that all enemy ships had been wiped out. But this is not the end, it's just the beginning, the gears of fate start to turn, and the battle between the Tribunal and the Chaos God will begin again.

He has no choice.

Duanmu Huai closed his eyes and took a deep breath. In this unlucky world, with an unlucky identity, if possible, he also hopes to find a beautiful garden world to retire in. Helplessly, this is impossible, the seal has begun to loosen, and those bastards trapped in the Eye of Terror began to try to escape from that prison one by one, and return to the free galaxy. Like hungry beasts, they will devour all living things.

But what does this have to do with me?

Duanmuhuai opened his eyes and glanced at the system information in front of him again.

He is just a player, maybe he will die when he dies, maybe there are other heroes in this world who will stand up against Chaos, just like the Iron Man War, Horus Rebellion, Black Crusade—justice finally won Evil, maybe not itself, and someone else will continue to fight against Chaos, and then win.

But... maybe he's good at that.

Duanmuhuai admits that although this world seems very fucked and dangerous, he feels that he seems to be more suitable for this world. Because here, he can pick up the warhammer without any scruples and smash the heads of every guy who dares to stand in front of him, and smear their brains on the ground. Maybe he was born to do this. After all, even in the original world, he couldn't do ordinary jobs like this, and extraordinary jobs... well, let alone do it.

So maybe it's better for now.

Duanmuhuai withdrew his thoughts and looked at the information bar again. Mortarion's death brought a lot of experience points. However, for Duanmuhuai now, he didn't think about the gains for the first time, but mainly focused on battlefield information records. ——Only through these records can he review everything on the battlefield and find better countermeasures.

After all, fighting the boss as a player and fighting the boss as a god are two different things.

It is impossible for players to single out Mortarion in the game, but in reality... well, Duanmuhuai is not actually singled out.

Take a look at the battle information bar, the first thing you see is the mutual aura of the two sides.

[Mortarion resists the fear aura——resistance is successful]

[Duanmu Huaihuai resisted the plague of death——resisted successfully]

[Mortarion resisted the whispers of the old days——resisted successfully]

[Duanmu Huai resists the sound of crying——the resistance succeeds]

……………………

Judging from the system information, the auras of the two sides were activated immediately after the battle, and then there was a variety of uninterrupted mutual resistance and immunity. Just as mortals who enter Mortarion's poisonous gas field will be corrupted into bloody chaotic monsters, mortals who enter Duanmuhuai's fear aura will also die directly due to extreme panic.

If this is a large battlefield, if both sides do nothing, it will be a halo, which is enough to wipe out all the soldiers around them.

But at their level, it's very difficult to put halos on each other to break through each other's defenses, and this time Duanmuhuai was able to win a big victory in a short period of time, the only reason is the love from the dice girl.

[Mortarion's resistance to the whispers of the old days... a big failure]

That's right, if it wasn't for this "round" that Mortarion failed to resist the Old Whisper, he wouldn't have broken through so easily, and Duanmu Huai would have seized the opportunity to instantly kill him.

Mortarion's experience is divided into two parts. The God of Destruction is still at level 15 and has not been upgraded, but the experience bar has increased by nearly half, which is higher than when he killed Rose. The will of the old gods has been raised to level seven, raising the level of the halo ability [Whispers of the Old Days] to LV3, and at the same time, he has also obtained a brand new ability.

[An ancient call: the old ruler was there, the old ruler is always there, and the old ruler will always be there. They wander silently and primordially, not in cosmic space as we know it, but 'in between', out of dimensions, unseen by humans (open your mind and call out to the The Old Ones Are Coming)]

This trick is really a big killer.

Looking at the skill introduction in front of him, Duanmuhuai twitched the corner of his eyes, he will get tired of work one day, he can try to use this to summon Azathoth - at that time, whether it is the evil god of chaos or something else, all will be killed by Azathoth Satos eat it and forget it. If you want to die and everyone dies together, well, this skill is still good as the ultimate insurance.

But in the battle with Mortarion, Duanmuhuai was not without gains. He was surprised to find that among the three priesthoods he held, besides [God of Destruction], the [Old God Will] was the most powerful. Restrain these demon princes.

It's normal to think about it carefully. The demon princes are all the primogenitures of ascending demons. More than half of their bodies do not belong to the real world, but belong to the subspace. If it is the gods on the other side of the order, they may still be powerless against these subspace demons. But the Old Gods are different—they are taller, stronger, and fiercer in their struggle for influence in the Warp.

That's why Mortarion completely broke his defense after only one big failure. If Duanmu Huai could raise the level of [Old God's Will], then he wouldn't have any problems dealing with other demon primarchs. He could use [Old God Will] to break the opponent's defense, and then use [God of Destruction] to harvest the opponent's soul.

As for the [God of Pleasure]... Hey, this level is too low, and it probably has no other use other than grabbing some souls.

Duanmu Huai checked the battlefield records again, and after confirming that everyone else was normal, he closed the information bar and closed his eyes. The benefits of eliminating a Demon Primarch are basically negligible, because of Mortarion's characteristics, his spoils are of no use to Duanmu Huai. Those things full of germs, poisonous gas and death infection are worthless money to Duan Muhuai, not to mention that if he uses these things, won't it be equal to indirectly spreading the love of a loving father?

Maybe at some point that dead fat house would come looking for me with a smile.

In fact, the killing of all demon primarchs is like this, a lot of experience, but other than that, basically no loot will be dropped, or no one will dare to use it. The players who used those loot were basically also polluted by chaos, and then they were overthrown by the crowd.

Since these loot have a chance to drop only when killing the boss of the Primarch, no one will be free to use the trumpet to touch the corpse, and the level and equipment of players who can attack the Primarch are naturally I also don't want to waste my own account for this kind of shit.

In other words, for Duanmuhuai, it was a good thing that Mortarion didn't drop anything. If it dropped any equipment, he would have to worry about whether his loving father had begun to pay attention to him.

For now at least, everything works fine.

Sure enough, I still have to find a way to increase the level of [Old God's Will], but I can't do it in Faerun... Well, maybe I can try it in Bator Hell?

There's nothing the devils and demons do there but fight all the time anyway.

Duanmu Huai stood up, moved his body, opened the door and walked out of the room. At this moment, he saw Ann walking from the other side of the corridor.

"Ah, Mr. Knight!"

Seeing Duanmu Huai, An Dun seemed to have found something, ran to him angrily and complained.

"Could you please explain the situation in advance when you summon us next time? It's too smelly there! I've been soaking in the bathroom for an entire hour... woo... I don't think my body smells good anymore, right?"

While speaking, An sniffed his body left and right, and at the same time raised his hands to Duanmuhuai. And Duanmuhuai also lowered his head and sniffed lightly.

"No, it's normal."

"That's good. To be honest, that stench is really terrible. I thought I would never be able to get rid of that horrible smell for the rest of my life."

Ann breathed a sigh of relief.

"Where's Guleya?"

"a ha ha ha………"

Hearing Duanmu Huai's question, An's face blushed.

"Gureya... she... got dizzy and is resting, hehe..."

"Did you make another excuse to check if she was clean and did something to her?"

"Hey hey..."

Looking at An who smiled awkwardly, Duanmuhuai shook his head helplessly. He also didn't know what the relationship between An and Guleya was. If they were just girlfriends, An was sometimes too affectionate with Guleya. And you said that there is any further relationship between them, it seems that is not the case. At least as far as Ann was concerned, she seemed to just like to take advantage of Guleya by taking advantage of her status as a girl.

But looking at the Sorcerer Princess in front of him, Duanmu Huai suddenly thought of something.

"install."

"Huh? What's the matter?"

"Have you thought about the future?"

"future?"

"That's right, the distant future, after a hundred years, a thousand years, maybe a longer time in the future?"

"Woo........."

Hearing Duanmuhuai's question, An frowned and thought for a moment.

"I've never thought about it that far. I think it's better to think about things in the future when I get there."

"Then do you think that in a few decades, you and Guleya will still be like this?"

"Of course I hope this is still the case, but who can say what will happen in the future."

Having said this, An Xixi smiled.

"I don't know what you think, Mr. Knight, but in my opinion, as mortals, we can only 'expect' the future, and then work hard to realize our expectations. As for whether the future can really meet our 'expectations', Then let’s talk about it later.”

"You speak like a princess."

"What is resemblance, I was originally a princess, okay?"

Looking at An's puffy cheeks, Duanmuhuai smiled and reached out to touch her head.

"Indeed, I'll think about it later."

Duanmuhuai nodded.

"Let's go back to Arkham first."

Then, he spoke.