Chapter 618 The 298th Palm Whose are you?

Chapter 618 The 298th Palm Whose are you?

[You killed the enchanted warrior...]

[You killed the enchanted warrior...]

[Reward assimilation points...]

The cold and melodious tone kept ringing.

This further boosted Fu Qinghai's motivation to fight.

The pain of the blunt blow was diluted.

The possessed warriors fell one after another, and finally only Fu Qinghai was left standing in the middle of a circle of corpses covered in blood, breathing heavily.

It is not easy to kill more than thirty possessed warriors. If you have to compare, it is much more difficult than exiling the Plague Father. The combination of demons and space warriors achieves the effect of one plus one being greater than two. The Uru metal armor and eight evil spirits can block the supernatural spiritual power of the subspace, but every beat and impact of the possessed warrior fell firmly on Fu Qinghai's body.

It is 100% impossible to harvest pure gene seeds from enchanted warriors, but the assimilation points awarded for killing enchanted warriors are very large, far more than killing a Chaos Space Marine alone or exiling a demon alone. This discovery comforted Fu Qinghai a little.

Fu Qinghai felt a little tired and guessed that his whole body must be covered with bruises at this moment. The power armor quickly marked more than 30 minor bone fractures and joint soft tissue contusions in the retinal projection of the eyepiece. The Extremis virus had been activated. , is silently repairing the damaged parts.

The eight demons in the armor had a good meal, but the psychic material they absorbed did not feed back to Fu Qinghai to help him repair his body - this was deliberate. If the eight demons did this, the body's Although the damage was repaired, it also meant that Fu Qinghai accepted the erosion of chaos.

So far.

He is he, and A is A.

Only rely on real name blood contract connection control.

The two are clearly distinct and not integrated into one.

"Hoo, hiss, ho..."

Fu Qinghai adjusted his breathing silently.

He felt his two hearts beating loudly.

"Qingshan, are you tired?"

Chu Renmei asked quietly.

"But I'm still hungry, Aoyama."

Gaoyao said in a hoarse voice.

"I still want it, brother Qingshan."

Mimiko continued to say eagerly.

"Tired? It's still early."

Fu Qinghai sneered and stood up.

Get off the pile of corpses and continue walking towards the elevator.

Men cannot say they are tired in front of female ghosts.

"Qingshan, you actually have a solution."

Valak whispered in his ear:

"Zhang Yuning has placed restrictions on this suit of armor. This shackle is in the blood contract of your true name. You have the ability to untie this shackles and completely integrate with the suit forever. In this way, you can obtain With more powerful power, every bit of psychic power we absorb will act on you, and the injuries you sustain can be recovered in the blink of an eye."

Fu Qinghai walked forward silently without saying a word.

"Think about it, Aoyama."

Valak continued to confuse in his ears:

"How many demons have we swallowed along the way? How much power have we absorbed? As long as you are willing to untie the shackles, all these powers are yours - they were originally yours. It was you who created this suit of armor. It is you After killing those demons, these powers should belong to you! Why do you need to use a suit of armor and a foreign object to exert these powers?"

"Shut up, Valak."

Fu Qinghai said calmly.

"Okay, Qingshan."

Valak shut his mouth simply.

"Sooner or later there will be a day..."

Pazuzu smiled hoarsely and said:

"You will unleash our power, Aoyama."

…

At this moment, the bridge of the Eternal Expedition.

The Black Templar warriors led by Sigismund are facing off against the Black Legion warriors led by Abaddon. Their armor and cloaks were soaked in blood, and the mangled corpses and blazing flames of Space Marines from both sides were scattered throughout the hall made of white stone and black steel.

"so."

Sigismund nodded and said:

"You guys have to come back after all."

His men had been through a fierce battle and were now covered in blood and exhausted. But the same goes for the soldiers opposite them. Many people were panting and bleeding.

Abaddon's body was also spattered with blood, and the souls of those who died at Abadon's hands along the way were currently surrounding him, neither visible nor audible. The smoke-like aura of pain was pulled by the subspace, and finally dissipated into nothingness.

Abaddon stepped forward to face him, and at the same time motioned for his men to put down their weapons. Sigismund also made the same motion to his subordinates. Both sides obeyed their commander's orders, and the bridge suddenly fell into an eerie silence, while the Eternal Expedition was still trembling and burning.

The spirit of revenge was also rolling in the void, fire, ice and air flowing out of the wound, and the naval gun pointed at the darkness and screamed silently. The Spirit of Vengeance was fighting several smaller ships, turning on each enemy ship in turn and methodically tearing them apart with its light spear. Those laser beams streaking through space were as dazzling as the arcs emitted by Terra's sun.

"Don't make me do this."

Abaddon said with sadness in his eyes:

"Don't make me kill you."

He even dropped the sword in his hand, and the weapon fell to the floor, making a steel impact:

"It's impossible that you haven't seen the truth at all in your existence for so many centuries, right? Sigismund? The Human Empire is ours. We have been fighting for it all our lives and built it with our own blood, sweat and courage. The Emperor built this empire using the bones of our brothers as the foundation!”

Sigismund stared at Abaddon calmly, unmoved at all, and said calmly:

"When you force the Empire to surrender to you, you have lost the right to speak for it. If you really love the Empire as much as you claim, Ezekiel, you will not push it to On the verge of destruction.”

Abaddon spread out his power claws, swept the tips of his claws across all the Space Marines in the room, and said impassionedly:

"We are the Emperor's Angels!"

Abaddon's voice was deafening:

"We are not resisting to vent a shred of resentment, Sigismund. We are resisting because we have been fooled by our master. We are his useful tools to bring the galaxy to heel, but when we are done with it, he will remove us from the Empire. He will wipe us out of history, just like he wiped out the Thunder Warriors! He will wipe us from history like a stain from his golden shoes!"

Sigismund was as calm as a sculpture, his resolute face still expressionless:

"Some of you are convinced that you fell out of favor because of your purely noble ideals. You put yourselves in jail and repeat these rhetoric to yourselves, but nothing changes. You keep making noise, Ezekiel Hey, but do I look like I’m listening to your chatter?”

"No mercy, no fear, no regrets."

Abaddon shook his head, sighed and laughed at himself:

"Happy are those whose thoughts are too simple and pure to entertain any doubt."

Abaddon picked up his sword and pointed it at the opponent.

Sigismund also raised the black sword in his hand.

A decisive battle is about to begin.

…

Kayan came to the deck of the Eternal Crusade through the teleportation beacon previously deployed by the Black Legion Space Marines. He drew a snow-white long sword - using the sword fragments of Sanguinius and the crystal of Sanguinius The statue was cast together with the statue and Kayan named it "Sacramenton".

Kayon did not tell Abaddon about his arrival. He knew that at this moment Abaddon was facing what was probably the most powerful enemy in his life-Sigismund. Kayan didn't want to interfere with this crucial duel due to off-field factors. He wanted to face the black-armored warrior alone.

After teleporting here, Kayon discovered that the Black Legion soldiers left a teleportation beacon and rushed to the bridge. He actually met armed mortal crew members and some Space Marines who hoped to retake this area.

Kayon raised his hand to hold up a psychic shield to block the shoulder-fired missiles they fired. Before the explosion dissipated, Kayan made a casual move, and a bolt of psychic lightning jumped through a row of armed sailors. Two Black Templar Space Marines roared and rushed over. Dark fire suddenly floated around them. The flames directly penetrated the armor and body and ignited their souls. The Space Marines screamed and fell to the ground and rolled. Kayan ignored them and glanced back. The body of a Space Marine who tried to sneak attack him suddenly withered and aged. He was so trembling that he could hardly hold the sword in his hand.

"Uh-huh!"

Kayan turned around and flicked the sword in his hand. The sword forged from the fragments of the Sword of Sanguinius easily penetrated the opponent's power armor, and then cut his entire chest in half.

As Azhak Ahriman, the Chosen God of Tzeentch, has personally admitted that he is the second-largest Chaos Sorcerer in the Thousand Sons Legion after Ahriman, Khayon can deal with these enemies as easily as walking around chopping melons and vegetables, without spending any time at all. With so many moves, even the demon lynx and the spirit girl he raised didn't need to follow him. He killed all the enemies by himself.

Then he began to formally cast spells. He took out the ceremonial dagger commonly used by the Tizka people, swung it in the air and cut it while chanting loudly, and the light swayed faintly.

This area is located outside the Eye of Terror, and the reality barrier is relatively weak. In this bloodthirsty massacre filled with destruction, the curtain becomes even thinner. Kayon can tear open the veil and guide the Great Demon of Tzeentch to descend into the real universe without spending much power. This is easier than summoning any demon in the past. Kayon can achieve it easily.

…

Fu Qinghai had just stepped onto the upper deck.

Then I heard a loud shout from the distance:

"Advent! Yin Yun... Kriyas!"

Hear that familiar name.

Fu Qinghai immediately tensed up his nerves.

Someone is summoning the Great Demon of Tzeentch to come!

This idea just came to mind.

"We meet again, Qingshan!"

A familiar evil voice rang in my ears.

Fu Qinghai turned around and waved away with his claws.

But there is no tactile feedback.

"Oh haha, missed."

The voice said with a defiant chuckle.

Fu Qinghai turned around and looked around. A moment later, the entire deck was enveloped in moist fog and greasy darkness. A wisp of shadow appeared on the floor and walls. The shadows kept changing, with claws, horns, and fangs still visible. The forked tail...has absolutely nothing that can be defined as a form.

It's the familiar Yin Yun Kriyas.

"What? You ran away with your tail between your legs like a defeated dog, and now you still have the nerve to pretend in front of me? Can you become a big devil as long as you are shameless enough?"

Fu Qinghai looked around and sneered.

"Cackle, cluck..."

Hidden in the mist, Yun Yun laughed:

"Things are different now, Qingshan."

Fu Qinghai suddenly moved forward and quickly extended his claws, but only caught a cloud of mist. The palm of his hand was empty, and the thick mist floated away from the claw blades. He also received the ridicule of Tzeentch:

"Hoho, I didn't catch it again, Qingshan."

Then Yunyun roared loudly:

"Tampering Arrow!"

His will and rage are focused into a scorching red dimensional flame. Few substances can withstand the corrosive energy of the light of tampering. The fire of Tzeentch can turn enemies into writhing mutated flesh, or curl up in rainbow colors. vortex of ashes. However, when this magic flame arrow hit the metal shell of Ulu, it only caused a burst of explosive sparks, and nothing happened.

"That's it?"

Fu Qinghai spread his hands and said doubtfully.

"It hurts so much, tear him apart, Qingshan!"

The eight demons in the armor were screaming in pain.

"Don't be impatient, Qingshan."

The Great Demon of Tzeentch slithered and swam in the thick fog, then split into two, and then split into four... Soon nine twisted and changing shadows appeared in the thick fog, and they surrounded Fu Qinghai, speaking in unison in his ears. Whispering, people can't tell which one is Yin Yun's true deity.

Hallucination?

Fu Qinghai frowned and looked at these shadows.

The Demon of Tzeentch is good at creating illusions. He has the Asgard artifact of the Warlock's Eye to break the illusion. But at this time, in the field of vision of the spiritual vision goggles, the nine Demons of Tzeentch are all emitting psychic light - indicating that each of them The great demons of Tzeentch are all alive. They are clones, not illusions.

Then kill them all!

Fu Qinghai swooped towards a group of shadows and pretended to attack the clone. At the same time, the bat wings behind his back spread out with a clatter, and suddenly attacked another clone next to him. But he saw the clone suddenly exploded into a purple flame, then retracted into the deck and disappeared. The claws of its bat wings penetrated into the ground and splashed sparks.

Teleport? Across terrain?

Fu Qinghai pulled out half of the bat wing from the deck.

"Hey, ghosts are flickering."

The group of clones slowly rose from another position on the deck and emerged. Nine Tzeentch demons swayed and danced around Fu Qinghai, saying in various directions:

"The Arrow of Tampering represents the Crimson Flame of Tzeentch, and the Ghostly Shadow represents the Violet Flame of Tzeentch. The fire of Tzeentch is endless, and the Emerald Flame of Tzeentch bestows you with magical power, twisting your flesh and allowing you to change forms at will. The Blue Flame of Tzeentch. Do you want to know the secret, Qingshan?”

"I just want to know how to kill you."

Fu Qinghai glanced around with cold eyes.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The Great Demon of Tzeentch burst into laughter:

"I have been watching you, Qingshan, all the time. I watched you banish the stupid dog Samus, and I watched you banish the fat pig Kugas. You thought you were invincible, but , I saw your fatal flaw."

Fatal flaw?

Fu Qinghai looked at the shadows surrounding him.

Thinking back to how Zhang Yuning dealt with Yin Yun for the first time.

At that time, almost all of Zhang Yuning's evil spirits were earthbound spirits. They turned the captain's room of the Suzheng into a haunted house. That space can be regarded as the evil realm of the Queen of Resentful Spirits, Tzeentch. The big demon rashly broke into that area, and was naturally besieged by all the demons. He had nowhere to deal with and nowhere to hide. In the end, he could only run away like a blue turkey scalded with boiling water.

Now, the eight demons and demons are all bound in the Goblin Armor. This certainly solves the problem of the Earthbound Spirit being unable to move. Moreover, the Goblin Armor's defense and attack power, including the agility multiplication provided by the Goblin Armor, are ridiculously strong. But the Goblin Armor has lost the ability to expand and generate a field. Without long-range attack methods and range attack methods, there is no way to deal with the various tricks of psychic magic.

Is this his so-called flaw?

"You took those eight Chaos Invincible Demons and left your territory to find a way to crack it, but you never thought that without your protection, the people in that star area would be as fragile and pitiful as the playthings in my hands. , so selfish.”

The lingering laughter was sticky and slippery.

Don't even think about using the Star Zone to interfere with my mind.

Fu Qinghai thought to himself:

I have arranged a backup plan.

Yet she seemed to know what he was thinking.

"What do you think those two poor psykers can do, Qingshan? Hehe, you don't know yet, do you?"

The mist waved its hands and cast a halo in the thick fog.

"Please look, Qingshan Khan."

A picture like this emerged in the thick fog:

The villa where Fei Yi lived was blown to pieces in a surreal tear. The Jiutai Soul Grinder came to the real universe through the subspace rift. They rampaged and destroyed the food reserves in the agricultural world. The anti-subspace tactical team was helpless. It wasn't until Chen Xinxue and Chen Xinlu appeared together that they finally stabilized the situation and killed several demon engines. However, just when the two sisters were about to kill the remaining demon engines in one go, Chen Xinlu suddenly turned around with a ferocious smile and struck back, inserting the staff deeply into her sister's chest.

The picture is frozen at this moment.

Why did Chen Xinlu stab Chen Xinxue in the back?

Fu Qinghai was slightly stunned when he saw this scene.

Take advantage of the moment when he was stunned.

Nine great demons of Tzeentch surrounded Fu Qinghai.

Nine pairs of eyes lit up in the dark fog.

He locked his eyes on Fu Qinghai.

"Psychic Drain!" (aka "Thought Leech")

A sudden severe headache suddenly filled Fu Qinghai's mind, causing him to cry out in pain and then kneel down on one knee with his head in his hands. This sharp pain came suddenly and went away quickly. The ghost armor reacted instantly, cutting off and swallowing up the psychic tentacles that penetrated Fu Qinghai's thoughts. A sharp and tragic sound like a bird sounded in the thick and sticky mist. Cry.

Nine black shadows merge into one.

"Squeak——"

Fu Qinghai seized this opportunity, dug his claws into the ground, jumped up, and pounced on the Great Demon of Tzeentch with a "swish". Youlan waved his claws and closed them. The tip of the claw blade finally touched a trace of something solid, and then several streaks could be seen. Blood drifted in the mist.

"Bang!"

The Great Demon of Tzeentch teleported away again.

Kayan, who had been hiding in the thick fog and observing secretly, broke into a cold sweat when he saw this scene. Just now, he wanted to take advantage of the moment when the black-armored warrior knelt on the ground and take the opponent's life decisively, but he did not expect that the "Psychic Absorption" move of the Great Demon Tzeentch did not achieve the expected effect at all-stealing the opponent. Psychic powers cause coma and even death. On the contrary, he almost seized the opportunity to complete the counterattack.

"I was the one who almost got chopped up."

Kayan was frightened when he thought of this.

I couldn't help but shrink back a bit.

The mist continued to swim around the deck, accompanied by hissing and painful moans, like an injured animal, alert and nervous. Fu Qinghai ignored him. He raised a claw and put it in front of his eyes, carefully admiring the wisp of demon blood on the tip of the claw. The thick blood shone with broken light.

Then, he made an unexpected move - he put a finger and claw into the slowly cracked sharp-toothed mouth, closed his mouth and savored the aftertaste.

"The blood of the All-Changing Demon Lord tastes good."

The black-armored warrior spoke in a leisurely tone, as if he was tasting some kind of delicacy. Kayan could imagine how angry and even hysterical Yeonyun would be after hearing this sentence.

"Aoyama!!!"

The Great Demon of Tzeentch howled loudly and waved his claws to cast a spell.

The demonic flames of Tzeentch billowed through the thick fog.

"boom!"

The black-armored warrior flapped his bat wings and smashed through the demonic flames and counterattacked fiercely. He inserted a claw into the body of Tzeentch. The shadow in the thick fog rolled violently, twisted and pulled, and screamed hoarsely into the sky. , like a slaughtered rooster. Fu Qinghai kept thrusting his claws into the thick fog.

"唳——"

The thick fog that covered the entire deck began to dissipate, and the Great Demon of Tzeentch gradually revealed its true form—a giant blue feathered demon with a bird-headed man and wings on his back. He was struggling desperately to get rid of Fu Qinghai's sharp claws. His two claws kept kicking, and his wings and feathers fell off one after another. The hand holding the staff was cut off by a shoulder-length claw just as he raised it. The painful whine in the bird's beak became louder and louder. Harsh.

The colorful mist in the surrounding air was absorbed like a whirlpool tornado, and was used to replenish and repair the damage on the body of Tzeentch, and his vision gradually became clearer. However, this replenishment speed was not as fast as the cutting and absorption speed of the ghost armor. The gorgeous blue feathers on Yun Yun's body gradually fell off and became ugly and mottled, and his struggling movements also became weak.

"Ahem, it's too late, Qingshan..."

The huge blue bird's beak coughed out blood, and a long tongue drooped at the mouth. His body was torn to pieces and on the verge of collapse under the cutting of the sharp claws, and he looked extremely miserable. However, this great demon of Tzeentch is still smiling miserably:

"You've already lost, haha, you're too late!"

It's too late, what do you mean?

Fu Qinghai paused slightly.

The All-Changing Demon King weakly raised a finger.

Tremblingly, he pointed in the direction of the bridge above his head:

"Sigismund..."

Fu Qinghai only paused for a second, then leaned over again and inserted a claw into the chest of the Great Demon Tzeentch. The claw blade penetrated deeply into the heart of the All-Changing Demon Lord, causing him to twitch violently in pain. The eight evil spirits and demons in the armor are all greedily feasting on the spiritual energy source material that makes up the body of the All-Changing Demon Lord.

Is Sigismund about to fall?

This news did not stop Fu Qinghai.

Fu Qinghai admired Sigismund, but to be honest, he didn't have much personal relationship with the Black Sword Master, and he couldn't get along with the Space Crusaders, a group of religious fanatics from the Black Templar. Suppose two options are before him:

1. Save Sigismund.

2. Break the subspace storm.

If he can only choose one of the two options, then Fu Qinghai will definitely choose the second option, kill the instigator of Yin Yun Kriyas, break the subspace storm, save the Iron Buddha Chapter, and Marquez. King Star District.

So he didn't hesitate for a moment.

Continue to kill Tzeentch the Great Demon Yin Yun.

Fu Qinghai knows this.

Yin Yun also knows this.

So, this ever-changing demon king wants to use his own life as a price to force Fu Qinghai from appearing at the time and place in the prophecy, forcing Fu Qinghai to be unable to prevent Abaddon from killing Sigismund? is that so?

"Everything is planned."

The dense sound becomes weaker and weaker:

"Everything is in the plan of the Lord of Changes..."

The Great Demon of Tzeentch had given up resistance at this moment.

However, just as his words fell.

As the war progressed, the curtain of reality, which had become increasingly weak, was suddenly opened easily, and a subspace rift suddenly opened next to Fu Qinghai. Electric arcs jumped on a pair of blasphemous iron wings, and sulfur smoke billowed around an unclean true body. Accompanied by screams composed of chaotic waste codes, a long shadow hanging high in the air struck with a smoldering forging hammer.

Fu Qinghai subconsciously crossed his arms to resist.

"Bang-bang bang bang!"

Unable to resist this incomparable force, he was instantly smashed away by the huge forging hammer. He flew out from the body of Tzeentch, rolled upside down for ten or twenty meters, and knocked down a pile of debris on the deck. There are still corpses that will stop.

Fu Qinghai quickly stood up and took a look.

A hunched-backed iron-grey demon stood next to the mangled body. This demon has a pair of round yellow eyes like lightbulbs, a pair of downward-curving demon horns, a tall and slender figure and a spiny iron tail.

Lord of all furnaces, God of Machines, Vashtor!

Fu Qinghai recognized this Chaos Demigod with shock.

After Vashtor knocked Fu Qinghai away with a hammer, he did not continue to pursue. Instead, he stood beside Yun Yun with a hammer and pestle in his hand. He declared solemnly and solemnly:

"The Great Demon of Tzeentch, the All-Changing Demon Lord, Yin Yun Krias, failed to fulfill his promised soul share to bring me that item. According to the three oaths of the Iron Contract, Krias will be separated from Wan Yun. The Lord of Change. I will become the new master of Yin Yun Krias, enslaving and driving him until the soul debt he owes is completely paid off before I can regain my freedom!"

After reading this passage, Vashtor casually pulled back and pulled the great demon Tzeentch, whose body was looming with only one breath hanging, into the crack behind him. The eight demons in the ghost armor roared unwillingly and angrily. Fu Qinghai looked behind him and saw the thick smoke billowing from chimneys and the endless forge workshop.

"Yunyun Kriyas is a waste and failed to bring back what I want. In this case, I can only come and get it myself. Qingshan Khan, I have been paying attention to you for a long time."

The King of the Soul Forging Furnace stared at Fu Qinghai with his eyes as bright as a bright lamp, and said in a low voice. The giant demon approached step by step. As he stepped onto the floor in the real universe, all the technological products in this deck, whether old or new, began to erupt with malfunctioning sparks and arcs. Equipment, weapons, No communication system was spared.

Fu Qinghai took a step back.

Vashtor, this is not a big demon.

This is a serious chaos demigod!

And just looking at the sophisticated mechanical structures on his body, the whole body doesn't have much flesh and blood, and is almost entirely made up of machinery, just like the oil guy in the devil. I don’t know if Saronite can split these mechanical parts. Even if it can split them, can the evil spirits absorb even a little bit of their souls?

Vashtor looked down at Fu Qinghai greedily.

More precisely and precisely.

It was looking down at the thing in his body.

A very magical high-dimensional parasite.

Fu Qinghai put up a ready posture.

Why would Vashtor get involved in this?

He hasn't thought it through yet. This is not the 42nd Millennium. Vashtor did not stay in his Soul Forge to be his black-hearted factory owner and demon capitalist during this period, so why did he come to the Eye of Terror to join in the fun? Does it matter to you whether Abaddon dies or not? Does it matter to you whether Sigismund dies or not? What does everything that happens here have to do with you?

Just when this war is about to break out.

"Boom——"

There was a loud noise, and the fragile reality barrier was violently torn apart again. The blood-red light pierced the crack and continued to expand and expand. Thick and hot blood poured out from the crack and covered the deck floor. .

"He is the man of Khorne!"

A roar came from the crack that opened.

Then a huge red pointed head poked out.

Fu Qinghai recognized this face instantly.

King of Boiling Brass Akashnet!

The great daemon of Khorne almost descended on the Raging Horse.

Akashite squeezed out the subspace rift bit by bit. This is a standard bloodthirsty demon, it is the embodiment of war, a giant of murder and rage. Its arms were as thick as a Space Marine's body and connected to a broad, undulating chest covered with brass scales. Below it was a pair of crouching anti-jointed legs. Thick leathery wings grew from its back. Its flesh was Light red, like molten brass emitting dazzling phosphorescence, licked by the deepest hot red flames.

"He is the man of Khorne!"

"Khorne is taking him away!"

The King of Boiling Brass roared again and emphasized:

"Go back to your soul forge, Vashtor!"

A large number of vampires, violent slaughter beasts and flesh hounds followed the Khorne demons and poured out from the cracks in the real universe. The Khorne demon army occupied almost half of the deck.

What the hell is going on?

Fu Qinghai froze on the spot.

However, one wave comes after another.

"Qingshan, let me help you!"

A cold and familiar voice sounded behind Fu Qinghai. Fu Qinghai turned around and looked back. A graceful figure wearing a close-fitting white spiritual bone armor came out of the battleship passage with a sword. The howling banshee arrived with a group of spirit warriors, including fire dragons, assault scorpions, dimensional spiders, and violent avengers... …

ah? When did they board the ship?

Fu Qinghai was stunned.

Didn’t the old prophet say it?

at this time.

"Tear it apart——"

The curtain of reality was torn open again.

Fu Qinghai's whole body was numb.

Who the hell is this time?

With swift hooves mingling, steady and confident, the big purple demon strode out from his indulgence, accompanied by cheers one after another, and his whole body was enveloped by the aura of blessing from the Prince of Darkness like a halo. Amid allure and dizzying hallucinogenic aromas, the warp daemon masks its true form with a supernatural veneer. The muscular body is covered with jewels, which contain the souls of the best victims, and the razor-sharp claws are painted with brightly colored paint.

Great Demon of Slaanesh, Great Keeper of Secrets!

"Green Mountain, Green Mountain·Khan"

The purple devil chuckled and said:

"We've been looking for you for a long, long time."

Behind him/her, a group of lust demons swarmed out on Slaanesh horses, and half of the deck was instantly immersed in the scent of pink powder and the melodious sound.

"He is a man of Slaanesh."

"The Prince of Joy called for him by name."

The Great Keeper of Secrets looked proudly at the Lord of Ten Thousand Furnaces:

"Go back to the Invisible Abyss, Vashtor."

"and who are you?"

Fu Qinghai asked numbly.

"The Disaster of Lost Beauty: Jinog."

The Great Keeper of Secrets turned around and said softly:

"One of my lust demons once possessed your astral supervisor, and then... hum, your psykers ruthlessly and cruelly expelled her. Have you forgotten this? What's wrong, a heartless man?"

The great devil of Slaanesh was just halfway through his words.

Suddenly he raised his head and looked behind Fu Qinghai.

There stood a group of Ark Eldar soldiers.

"Wow, wow, Qingshan..."

The disaster of Canmei's eyes suddenly lit up:

"Are you too polite? You even prepared a gift for me?"

The expressions on all the Ark Eldar masks changed drastically.

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