Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire

The confrontation originally continued in a rather strange posture. They were in the posture of the Great Demon looking down at the Astartes Think Tank, until the Falcon Sword, which flashed the stance of destruction, suddenly ripped open the shield, and then burned into blazing flames.

That old man was, to be precise, the great demon servant of the Lord of Changes. This vicious creature inhabiting a mortal body originally used all his strength to maintain his spiritual shield, and those who were dispatched to the material world also tried their best to defend against most of them. Physical attack, but at this moment, the powerful magic is constantly being consumed by the destructive stance of the Falcon Sword and the spiritual flames surrounding it.

A smell similar to the smell of garlic is the ozone produced by the mutual consumption of spiritual energy. At the same time, the other battle brothers used their exquisite skills and accurate attacks to kill the dutiful mortal soldiers around the wizard, erasing the last trace of the old man's survival. possibility.

In the center of the battlefield where the flashing light of explosive bombs and the roar of the chain sword continued, the current Master Chief also suppressed this powerful demon to a certain extent. The old demon was a little surprised, even if its body Restricted to a mortal body, this human being was once the most powerful Alpha wizard in the Empire. However, he could feel the sleepiness of his own spiritual power. This Space Marine's spiritual power seemed to be bottomless.

It silently recited a person's name, a name it hated most. "The Corpse Emperor..."

The big demon released his shield at this moment, and jet-black wings sprouted from behind him, rising at a speed that even the Falcon's sword could not touch. However, Master Chief Astartes was more sensitive than it. In an instant, he raised the blade and cut it accurately. The end of its wings, and then the blazing flames on the blade burned its entire right wing like a maggot attached to the bone.

The demon's flesh and blood faced such flames like gasoline meeting fierce flames. After the demon's sharp roar, it forcibly tore off its own wings with psychic power and let the wings fall to the ground.

The flames and the body dissipated instantly. Those things composed of spiritual energy quickly dried up and dissipated after breaking away from the big demon's body, leaving only a trace of powder. And those mysterious and mysterious residues were inhaled by an elite pdf soldier, and the poor soldier instantly died. The muscles swelled and countless feathers sprouted from the body.

In an instant, he turned into a three-meter-tall long-haired humanoid monster, and then was shot through the head and heart by a detonation beam and died. This effect was less than one ten thousandth of the ability of the great demon after his body was burned by psychic flames.

But even so, in the case of a single wing, since the long and evil wings are waving, because to be precise, the flight of the demon does not rely on the so-called aerodynamics, but on spiritual energy, and subspace creatures are born with them. The irregularities of the place of birth, i.e., the theorems of the physical world, cannot accurately summarize them.

However, just as the material world can cut off the subspace to a certain extent, the physical appearance of subspace creatures in the real universe will also be affected by it. Although the flying speed of the big demon is still very fast, it seems to be comparable to the Empire's Thunderhawk gunship, but it The wings have a considerable degree of psychic transmitter effect.

And as a part of the big demon entity, having its wings cut off by the Master Chief is very painful for this demon who is not good at melee combat. Those burning sensations are engraved into its soul, unless it returns to the subspace to reshape its body. That wound will remain inside its body.

The loss of its power due to this alone was beyond imagination, and it did underestimate the capabilities of the Space Marines. After all, according to its intelligence, this Astartes had only learned psionic powers for a few months, even if he was half It is also difficult for a god to master such powerful spiritual energy.

The great demon's inner hatred for the Emperor has become stronger now, because it realizes that the supreme master of mankind has discovered it and its master, the Lord of Change,'s clumsy plan for the empire.

It is also suffering from the fact that it underestimated the strength of the spiritual flames. Even if its current spiritual power and physical strength are not one-tenth of what it was when the subspace rift opened and the body entered the real universe, even if the body is stabbed by a sword, it will He was seriously injured.

Now it just wants to distance itself very quickly, and then use the lightning it is good at to fight back. However, the countless projectile shots from the Imperial Guard force it to use a shield to protect itself, and at the same time, the consumption of spiritual energy slows down its flight speed.

It saw the Eagle of Destruction, the Astartes think tank flying towards it with a jetpack. It raised its palm and fired a violent psychic lightning. The light blue fatal flash struck out at the speed of light in an instant, and its energy Can instantly scorch adamantine.

But the next moment, the light of the personal void shield flashed around the Master Chief. Although this exquisite device was completely paralyzed by this shot, the jetpack barely touched the demon.

He concentrated on slashing out a sword, and the sharp light cut through the psychic shield. After experiencing many battles, several psychic vents, and a shield that almost collapsed, the big demon with a stinging head was instantly torn open by cracks in the shield.

For the first time, it secretly cursed its mortal body for its lack of endurance, because it usually loved this body. For most situations, the alpha-level psychic power and the wisdom of the demons under the Lord of Changes were enough to exert combat effectiveness far beyond the imagination of mortals.

Even a Warlord Titan may not be as strategic or survivable as a psyker like this. Unlike those guys who are unstable, crazy and unable to control themselves, this big demon is similar to a great one to a certain extent. The perfect psyker of Malcador the Loyalist.

But even so, in the face of the Astartes' blow with the emperor's willpower and powerful psychic energy, its clumsy methods became extremely ugly. The abilities that mortal psykers can exert are far from enough for it to escape from the battlefield. energy.

At this critical moment, this powerful demon was actually forced out of this old and almost dead body, the so-called desire for survival. At that moment, its spiritual strength exceeded the limit, and its wings were powerful with considerable force. The speed emits psychic energy fluctuations, and the instantaneous psychic energy is enough to make a mortal's head collapse. At the same time, the extremely fast speed makes it escape from the Master Chief's attack range.

What a terrible thing! As a subspace creature, its extremely human greed and desire, survival instinct and madness have made it no longer a demon to a certain extent. Subspace entities essentially cannot understand so-called feelings, and their emotions are more They are mostly controlled by the emotions of the source of their power, that is, the emotions of intelligent creatures represented by their masters.

The Lord of Changes has thoughts such as murder, jealousy, conspiracy, deception, etc. But at this moment, its thoughts are not limited to those things, it has indeed produced greed, madness, anger and desire.

Living in a human body for many years has made it no longer simple. At least this situation does not seem to be bad now. Emotions are a good medicine for mortals to break through their spiritual abilities, and it is also the beginning of their collapse. But for this body with a demon soul, It is said that the infinite possibilities that mortals have are also brought about by emotions.

In other words, although demons are more powerful than humans, their upper limit is much lower than humans, because humans, to be precise, intelligent creatures, the soul of this group relies on the key to resonance in the subspace. Emotions are the gift and curse of the Creator. , the devil doesn’t quite have it.

For example, the powerful Eldar Seer or the Great Demon among the Great Demons, the dearest subordinates of the Four Gods, even those individuals' spiritual attainments are not as good as many powerful legendary psykers in human history, and even at a certain moment, they are inferior to It's not as good as a mortal wizard who goes crazy due to losing control of his emotions and emits enough energy to tear apart space, even if that wizard was just a weak waste before.

Human beings are the most powerful magicians in the entire universe, and they are also the most unstable psychic bombs in the universe. However, this instability at this moment has been erased by the element of demons, leaving only the powerful.

The Master Chief felt depressed at that moment, as if his chest was pressed by a stone. His mood became depressed. At the same time, he looked at the big demon who was getting further away, laughing crazily and heading towards its position.

Failed, his mission failed. Although he defeated the demon, he left it in this universe. At the same time, this guy will become more powerful, and there is nothing he can do.

His psychic energy began to warn him, and he saw intermittent images. Port Engili was destroyed by beastmen, and this single-winged demon was hovering above the beasts. In the subspace without the concept of time and space, those things have already happened. It has become a nightmare of a disaster that is destined to happen.

The Master Chief was disheartened. He was no longer sure that his next fight would be meaningless. Now his fuel had reached its limit. If it burned again, even if the core of his backpack was dissolved, he would not be able to kill the demon.

He held the Falcon Sword tightly, and the sharp wind brushed against his helmet. The psychic orb, the psychic medium, and the Eyes of Krand were flashing, the eyes of this giant psychic beast from Fenlien. With the Master Chief's thoughts transcending the current space and time.

He saw a moment of opportunity and suddenly threw the flaming sword. At the devil's surprise, the flaming sword cut through the sky and inserted into the devil's psychic shield.

It's just that the long sword that lost its master cannot continue to input spiritual energy, and this powerful power sword cannot maintain its destructive stance even if it is released. The great demon roared, mocking the stupidity of the Space Marines, and at the same time stretched out his hand to hold the sword that had lost its spiritual energy, and The Master Chief's full blow only caused small cracks in his shield.

However, this battlefield is not only about space warriors. The moment the big demon relaxed its vigilance, the Letling boy who had been aiming at it heard a word.

The radio buzzed. "Shoot that sword!" was the second lieutenant's voice.

The soulless man cannot see psychic energy. He can touch the lightning, but cannot see the cracked shield. But now he has a target, the explosive beam fires, and the intense energy shoots out from the muzzle and pierces the sky.

At that moment, the explosive force poured into the gap in the psychic shield that was being repaired. It happened to be inserted through the gap, no, accurately, and hit the hilt of the Falcon Sword. At this moment, the demon saw the stagnant fire sword. Suddenly forward after the crackle.

The blade penetrated the palm of its hand, penetrated its palm, and sank into its chest. The old body was instantly covered in flames. Screams that were enough to make mortals unconscious appeared throughout the entire elevator, and those who lacked willpower became unconscious in patches. , there are also many people in Skadi's elite troops with blood coming out of their ears.

At the same time, this demon fell like a meteor through the atmosphere and fell heavily to the ground. But even so, this withered monster still braved the burning flames all over its body and used its bare palms to pick up the long penis inserted into its chest. sword.

Because the Eye of Krand is self-aware and absorbs its spiritual energy to keep the flames burning, it feels extremely weak. At the same time, its inner consciousness and pain maintain the desire to squeeze spiritual energy from the subspace, bit by bit. Maintain your body.

In other words, as long as it continues to maintain a strong desire to live and pull out the Falcon Sword, it can survive. If it cannot pull it out, its soul will be burned by the flames until nothing is left, and it will be completely dissipated in this world. Death in the true sense of the universe and in the highest heaven.

When the demon stepped into this desperate situation, that is, it was killed by the powerful psychic energy, it was really dead, but the demon was essentially a fragment of its master, and it was also a very small part of the body of the Lord of Change, so strictly speaking, it was not dead, but its master had to pay the price of splitting himself again to revive it.

And this thing is almost impossible for a big demon like it, because it is a loser. So far, its desire and desire to survive drove it to frantically draw the sword with all its strength.

Until this burning demon fell to the ground and smashed a crater, its hand also tightly grasped the long sword on its chest, pulling it with all its strength until it was completely dry, and at the same time a click sound appeared, the long sword left little by little, and the flames on its body became smaller and smaller. This big demon couldn't help but smile, even if the smile of the body that looked like a mummy was difficult to evaluate with the expression of "smile".

This creepy picture was seen by the sergeant, but he couldn't fall at full speed like the big demon. Although Superman in the air fell very fast, the deceleration system of the backpack was also forced to start.

He was extremely anxious. He had come to this point. He actually wanted to let this monster return to the warp and could not expel it?

But the reality was like this. It was extremely difficult to completely kill the Great Demon. The complete death of each Great Demon required the right time, right place, and right people, as well as the Emperor's gift and blessing, otherwise the Warp Demon would not have become one of the greatest disasters of the Empire.

At this moment, the demon had almost completely drawn its weapon. It survived, and no one could change it, unless...

Bang, bang, bang, the sound of several explosive shells bursting appeared. Those were the stormtroopers and Catachans who had ambushed in the war confrontation area early, and the Catachan sergeant who led them. They tore through the enemy's defenses, killed those PDFs who were unable to resist, and walked into the place where the Great Demon fell under firepower.

Those fragile mortals broke the demon's dry arms with guns. At this moment, its anger and hatred reached the extreme. Those mortals, which it usually only needed fingers to kill, became the last straw that crushed the demon.

When the flames burned again, it screamed and howled, but the Catachan Sergeant raised his weapon and shot the demon's head from the edge of the crater created by the impact.

The thoughts were broken, the body died, and the material existence that produced emotions was gone. It turned into something confused and then quickly burned to ashes.

But even so, no one dared to approach those dust-like things. The soldiers retreated immediately, as if they had sensed a nuclear accident. Only the flashing long sword, a weapon that had been passed on for more than a thousand years in the Eagle of Destruction, shone on the ashes, like an eagle stepping on its prey, and the sharp blade seemed to be looking for the next prey.