"Let the wrath of your loving father eat away your bones! Not even the false emperor can protect you!!"
Amidst the roar, the poisonous smoke that filled the surroundings of the battle circle surged into a torrent in an astonishing amount, splashing and churning in the air. Typhons stretched out his hand, absorbing the power of Nurgle Garden, and quickly formed a giant hand covered with herpes.
As soon as Rozim landed, he stood firmly on his feet, bent his knees for cushioning, and then bounced up again.
"die!"
Typhons suddenly stretched out his arm, and hit Rozim with his fatherly hand wrapped with powerful witchcraft power. However, the other party just shook his hand, and the Lion Fensun Samadhi Blade that had fallen to the ground was already in his hand.
The next moment, when it swept out, its power was so powerful that nothing could stop it.
The golden blade passed through evil forces, through poisonous miasma, through rusted steel and corrupted flesh.
“Ahhh!!!!”
Typhons staggered back, his right arm flew high into the air, and then burned. The wound on his shoulder was also burning, and even the pus oozing out could not be extinguished.
“How is that possible!!!!!!”
The severe burning pain caused Typhons to almost fall to his knees.
And those Nurgle demons seemed to be enraged, and surrounded Rozim again, trying to crush him with sheer numbers. The rusted blades, sharp claws and tentacles intertwined into a forest of blasphemy.
However, the originally rusty blade had now turned into a magical weapon that emitted a unique light. With just a wave of his hand, a large swath of Nurgle demons disappeared into thin air.
Seeing Rozim showing off his power, Eidolon was a little frightened, so he turned around and said to his subordinates:
"Is the summoning ceremony ready?"
"The report just came from over there. The sacrifices have been gathered and the ceremony has begun——"
Just as he was talking, Eidolon suddenly looked up and saw the strange golden sword leaping high. A series of ancient symbols that dazzled him emerged from Rozim's body and merged into the blade. In the blink of an eye, it
It turned into a roaring golden lion and pounced down.
The unparalleled power makes some veterans of the long war seem to have returned to the battlefield of Terra that almost tore their souls apart.
In an instant, the entire central hall began to burn and crack, and the shock wave continued to spread. The expanding flames were involved in the group of Nurgle demons, burning the metal floor into churning molten iron and erasing the filth on it. The demons came one after another.
The ground disintegrated, and the Plague Marines and the soldiers of the Third Legion who were closer were also torn apart by the heat and fire. The melted armor plates and charred weapons turned into fragments and flew out from the destruction and scattered in all directions.
"Hey! It's a false emperor, everyone, please retreat!"
The rolling fire shock wave is like a raging wave, unstoppable, swallowing everything, and even the strongest Terminator melts like wax.
When the glare subsided and the pain subsided, except for the glowing molten iron flowing all over the ground and Rozim standing barefoot in it, there was nothing else for hundreds of meters around.
"How is it possible...how could I be humiliated by such...something again..."
Typhons lay on the ground, panting and spitting out dry black ashes. His entire lower body disappeared, leaving only some charred residue, like a shriveled fish tail, making him look like an ugly fish.
He was a mermaid, and most of his armor had melted, mixed with his flesh and blood, and turned into a charred, smoldering black substance. Not even the blessing of blessing could heal his pain.
"No...this is definitely not the living saint of a false emperor..."
Lucius also curled up on the ground, half of his face still burning. Because his sensory experience was so extreme, his feeling of pain was also particularly clear. This was the most extreme pain he had felt in ten thousand years.
With a loud bang, a huge machine crashed through the wall that was riddled with holes and fell down wailing. The originally glorious and evil Knight of Joy had now turned into a miserable beggar, with not only his limbs almost missing.
, the head and chest are also full of huge cracks, and beating flesh and blood can be seen from inside, and the Emperor Vajra is not much better as it walks staggeringly. The entire barrel shell armor is almost torn to pieces, exposing
The complex and messy mechanical parts inside, half of the head was missing, only the clawed arm was left, and almost all the weapons on the body were destroyed.
However, Karen creatively hid a weapon in the middle of the Emperor's Vajra. He called it the "Big Bang". It was actually a large power impact drill that could launch sudden attacks on close enemies.
This weapon helped him turn defeat into victory at a critical moment, as evidenced by the huge tear on the crotch of the Knight of Joy mechanical crotch. This blow directly destroyed the transmission structure of its lower half.
"waaaagh!"
Karen's roar came from the broken loudspeaker, and then the Emperor King Kong shook forward. The huge power impact drill located in the middle and lower part of the mecha lowered its height, suddenly stretched out, and hit the head of the Knight of Joy one after another.
On, the last one went directly into the mouth of the knight's demonic head, and came out from the back of the head with an electric arc, completely destroying the demon knight.
It's just that the way of death by "Gan" was really unique, and many people in the Third Army were stunned.
But before Kelundo could be happy for even two seconds, a long sword as smooth as a mirror slid past the Emperor Vajra from behind and cut him in half.
"Hey, hey, you ugly beast, you dare to desecrate my lord's toys."
The purple gauze half-hidden the perfect body of either male or female decorated with jewels. When the hoofed feet walked by, the alluring fragrance and songs filled the air. However, when passing by those lying down plague warriors,
It will kick it aside in disgust. Its two hands each hold a sword and a knife. The other two arms are slender limbs. Under the forward-curved horns, there is an evil figure.
human face.
The sinuous Lisoshi is one of the most prominent secret keepers in the palace of the Prince of Darkness. His biggest hobby is hunting prey related to the state religion, especially battle sisters. He is also known as the faith hunter or the purity defiler.
Its sharp blade dripping with fragrant venom is entangled with lingering shadows, many of which come from those believers of the state religion who were once pious but were tempted by its destruction.
Then, those charming eyes stared at the person standing in the scene of destruction.
"As a rotten thing living in this world, struggling in a time and space that does not belong to you, the damned person's demise is already doomed."
But Rozim just glanced at the secret keeper, suddenly rolled his eyes and fell backwards.
The Keeper laughed, but then his laughter stopped.
A distant bell sounded, accompanied by dense, rustling sounds.
Cheese, cheese, cheese—
"Um?"
The secret keeper suddenly looked up and saw that the closed metal dome was rusting and decaying at an extremely fast speed, as if tens of thousands of years had passed in the blink of an eye.
Cheese, cheese, cheese—
The strange rustling sound became louder and louder, and the secret keeper slowly raised his sword.