Travel to Warhammer 40K with Gray Wind

The Wattaum Reality Perimeter was made by the pioneer among the stars, "Wathaum". Thousands of galaxies flowed in the crystal-clear sphere, as if it could reflect another world.

This precision instrument of truth-seeking has incredible power. It can penetrate the fourth wall, lift the curtain of falsehood, and let people get a glimpse of:

——A corner of reality.

When another holy bomb exploded in the mouth of the demon Bao, Russell held the Wataum Reality Perforator with one hand and pulled out the Huntress' Blade inserted on the Iron Throne with the other hand.

Carrying two relics, he flashed to the fat demon's side.

This move is actually very reckless, because no matter how powerful his spiritual power is, Russell's physical fitness is only a mortal after all. Even the high-speed attacks of the Astartes require his ability to predict, let alone the demon Bao. In front of him, his ability to predict is actually in a state of being almost abolished - at this moment, Bao is connected with his loving father Nurgle. Predicting Bao is equivalent to predicting Nurgle.

His psychic powers weren't strong enough to lift up his loving father's skirt to see what color underwear he was wearing today, and the demon could turn his small mortal body into a pulp with one slap.

However, the demon Bao was not in full condition at this time. Its flesh was scarred by the bombs fired by the Space Marines. The huge damage caused by the holy corpse bombs had not been eliminated, and the torture of the soul by the saint's corpse powder made it even more scarred. It was so painful that I burst into tears.

The demon Bao was crying and calling for his father like a bullied child, while swinging his fat arms and clenching his fists at the space warriors who rushed forward to fight with him in close combat.

There's never been a better time than now.

Russell quietly flashed behind the demon without attracting anyone's attention.

"There's no point in calling me daddy..." he whispered softly.

The process of “penetration” of “reality” by the Wortaum Reality Perimeter only consumes less than 1 Planck time.

In the crystal celestial sphere, the dreamlike starry sky is still flowing slowly, as if nothing has happened, and as if everything has ended.

The Huntress's Blade in Russell's hand was gently raised, and a silver-gray blade thrust forward in his hand, slicing smoothly into Bao's bloated body covered with abscesses.

The illusory hole like an abyss opened up again, greedily devouring everything related to psychic energy around it, and despair descended.

"Father...Father...where are you? Father..."

The face of the demon growing in Bao's abdomen groaned and wailed, and dirty tears rolled down from the corners of its eyes. Its mood was so sad that it could feel that even the chaotic energy that it relied on for survival was being forcibly taken away. The very concept of existence of "Demon Bao" is being disintegrated by that terrifying hole, but this time, there is no father to help it.

The umbilical cord has been severed.

This is the result of forcible modification by the Wortaum Reality Perforator, but this modification is not permanent, and the erroneous facts will soon be self-corrected.

Therefore, Russell tried his best to seize every precious second. He opened the hole as quickly as possible, trying to force the "Death of Demon Bao" to become an established fact before the "umbilical cord was severed" error was corrected.

Under the irreversible siphon effect, the fat and bloated devil soon shriveled up, and Bao's body turned into soft plant roots again, and the dirt was washed away and his body was covered with bruises.

The demon Bao, the existence is erased.

In this case, even if the presence of the umbilical cord is corrected, it will not help.

Russell could vaguely feel that as the demon resident in Bao's body was eliminated, he was hated by the terrifying existence standing behind him... Hate as much as you like. Russell casually hung the Huntress' Blade back on his waist, lifted the dying Bao with one hand like a kitten, and turned to leave.

In the previous brutal battle, most of the Space Marines following Chapter Master Milak had been killed, leaving only four heavy infantrymen wearing Terminator armor who barely survived by relying on heavy defenses.

Three of the four think tanks who used "Corrupted Heart" to commit themselves to the violent power from the subspace have also been killed. The last remaining one also has the best luck: the bloodthirsty murderer who surrounds him. The meaning is constantly being extracted and swallowed up due to the unfolding of the void.

He was the first psyker to survive the forbidden spell "Corrupted Heart".

At this time, they looked at the purified Bao in Russell's hands, with mixed feelings in their hearts.

Their loyalty to the Emperor led them to risk their lives to obtain this treasure.

But for the benefactor who had just destroyed the great demon Bao and saved the lives of themselves and their battle brothers, they could not convince themselves to shoot Russell.

"There's no need to worry. In fact, you can't hit me even if you shoot." Russell smiled: "But your humanity has not been wiped out in the flames of war. This is very precious and I like it very much."

The soldiers of the Fire of Repentance Chapter are relatively morally high. If it were some extremist war groups in the Empire, what they do is no better than Chaos.

Russell was carrying the dying Bao and was about to leave, but after taking a few steps, he stopped.

"What a coincidence." Russell muttered to himself, letting the invisible psychic field envelope his body.

The survivors who were fighting the demon Bao felt anxious when they saw him suddenly stop. However, soon, the anxiety disappeared and was replaced by some kind of complicated emotions.

The entrance to the throne room still has the crack that was torn when the Dreadnought mecha drove in. Now the crack is casting a faint blue fluorescence, which is the light of the power spear. All of them are wearing holy shield-type silver power armor. Armed Astartes with books or other magic weapons hanging on their waists walked in from the gap holding a punishment-type power weapon.

The surviving commandos did not know which chapter these maverick Space Marines came from or what their identity was, but Miraak, as the leader of the Penitent Fire Chapter, knew it all.

- They are the Gray Knights.

As anti-demon experts among the Astartes, the Gray Knights are all powerful psykers. Their power is unparalleled and their hearts are pure and unsullied. If they can get the assistance of the Gray Knights in the battle against Chaos, , it couldn’t be better.

Unfortunately, these gray knights arrived a little late. The battle with the demon Bao is over.

The Dreadnaught Mecha looked back and saw that the Orc Warlord was slumped on the Iron Throne and was no longer breathing. It seemed that the battle on the moon was over.

The Gray Knights walked into the throne room without saying a word. Russell stood calmly, not even looking at the leader.

Because he knew that these Gray Knights did not come specifically to see him, they were just escorting an important person to come to him.

Then, from behind the burly Gray Knight, a woman wearing a white robe slowly walked out.

Her long hair is pure white, and a ribbon with proverbs written on it is tied around her head to cover her eyes. Her hands caressed her chest lightly, her lips pursed slightly, and her inadvertent micro-expression revealed a trace of extremely suppressed anxiety and expectation.

The prophetess of Esbanese, Alexei, came to Russell escorted by the Gray Knights.