790. There is a group of Smurfs on the other side of the mountain and the sea (6)!
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"Haha, dear primarch, we may not know who will live and who will die. Since we are the prophets of the Holy Saint Tzeentch, how can we not know your difficulties?" A blue raised slightly upward.
The purple bird head said with a sneer.
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"Hee hee, all show up, my Tzeentch demons -" Another blue-purple bird head swaying back and forth grinned and roared!
】【Boom, boom, boom——】[In an instant, waves of terrifying spiritual energy fluctuations like ripples suddenly bloom in your field of vision.
】【In addition to Carlos the Fateweaver standing on the orbital platform.】【There are also eight Tzeentch demons with wings on their backs who instantly appeared in the mid-air around them!
】【At this moment, the contempt and ridicule of a total of eighteen bird heads are concentrated on your huge body!
】【You quickly sensed endless malice and layers of chaotic spiritual energy covering your whole body.
】【Your bronze face hidden inside the skull helmet gradually becomes tense.】【Your breathing rhythm and the two beating hearts are becoming more and more calm.
】【From the moment the nine Tzeentch demons appear in front of you together.】【You will know that you are dead.
】【Even if the angel Sanguinius is the recognized ceiling of combat power among all Primarchs, he may not be able to kill nine big demons in a row!
】【But you also understand that you actually have no way out except to die!】【
"Lord Primarch, admit defeat. We have said that as long as you are willing to hand over something, all the Tzeentch demons will immediately retreat to the depths of subspace..." Carlos, the Fateweaver, gently shook the gorgeous thing in his palm.
The scepter, with terrifying chaotic spiritual energy gradually accumulating above its two bird heads.
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"What the hell does Tzeentch want from me?" [You took a deep breath and asked Carlos the Fateweaver casually.
】【You subconsciously clenched the two melee weapons in your palms, but the low humming sound from inside the vibranium power armor showed that you had not relaxed yet.
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"Haha, that thing is far away in the horizon, but it is right in front of you. It can neither be eaten nor drunk. It is extremely important to the original body, but it is ignored by the original body..." Carlos the Fateweaver seemed to think that he had a chance to win.
A huge bird head swaying back and forth even begins to tell you intriguing riddles.
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"Close in front of you but turning a blind eye."] [The other party's voice has just finished.] [Your eyebrows hidden inside the skull helmet frown slightly, and your accelerating thinking also allows you to quickly capture the more important word prompts.
】【At this moment, you vaguely guessed something and suddenly touched the center of your forehead lightly with the back of a vibranium palm.
】【The next moment, the collision sound from the mind gem made you couldn't help but exhale from your mouth.
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"The Mind Stone! You are actually here for the Mind Stone."] [You growled at Carlos the Fateweaver with an extremely heavy tone.
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"Tsk, tsk, tsk, a powerful artifact that contains a large number of basic rules of the unknown universe was actually embedded in the helmet by the ignorant Primarch as a gadget to emit energy. Even the great Saint Tzeentch cannot stand this kind of waste of natural resources.
How to do it..."] [The two huge bird heads of Carlos the Fateweaver, you said one after another.
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"So, as long as the lord primarch is willing to offer the soul gem, whether it is in this galaxy or other universes, the supreme seat of the eternal chief prince of Tzeentch will be reserved for you forever. Imagine that with only my lord on top, countless traitors
The great demon surrenders at your feet, and even I must bow to you, what an honor it is!"] [Winter——] [However, at this time, you were originally carrying the Dawnbringer warhammer on the vibranium shoulder armor.
A palm was placed heavily on the ground of the platform, making a huge sound and completely interrupting Carlos the Fateweaver's seductive words, which were like chanting.
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"Haha..."][You suddenly let out a deep sneer from under the skull helmet.][
"To be honest, I really don't know where you, the great demons of Tzeentch, come from, to think that I, a human primarch, a supernumerary descendant of the Emperor, and the Lord of the 22nd Legion, would do anything to become Tzeentch's subordinate.
I sacrificed everything as a running dog..."][
"Even if I am willing to fall, then why not give Khorne who is treated better, Slaanesh who enjoys excitement, and Nurgle who is happy to work hard?"] [You slowly put a vibranium palm on the blood.
On top of the sharp edge of the sickle.
】【With the slight breaking sound of the vibranium shell, a large amount of golden emperor's blood was forcefully smeared on the entire sharp edge by you!
] [The next second, perhaps the concentration of chaotic spiritual energy in the surrounding air was too strong.] [Wisps of golden spiritual flames suddenly burst out from the emperor's blood, and the fierce burning fire even directly dispersed the surrounding area.
All chaotic psychic energy within a hundred meters!
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"Ah, you are indeed a stubborn lackey of the Corpse King! Do you think the other gods will ignore you easily!"] [
"This is a waste of our words and good intentions. Do you think you can die in battle? I can tell you now. As long as your current body is destroyed by us, your soul and consciousness will be destroyed by the corpse."
The Emperor’s blessing will completely fall into our seal!”][
"When the time comes, not to mention a mere soul gem, even your hometown will become a plaything in the palm of my lord!"] [At this moment, perhaps it is the shame of having the lie exposed, or the suppression from the psychic flames
and stimulation.
][ Carlos the Fateweaver, who was standing not far away, couldn't help but let out bursts of roars. ][ And as its two bird heads shook back and forth, a large number of extremely powerful and terrifying psychic witchcraft instantly erupted from that root.
The gorgeous scepter suddenly erupted!
】【Almost at the same time, the eight Tzeentch demons in mid-air also immediately shook the huge wings behind their crests.
】【As the scepters in their palms waved, a huge chaos seal composed entirely of chaotic spiritual energy was firmly clasped above the entire orbital platform!
】【This seems to be a special seal designed to prevent you with the ability to fly from easily escaping from here!
】【Chichichichi——】【A bright light burst out from the propulsion device behind the vibranium power armor.
】【When Carlos the Fateweaver shouted the scene words to you, your entire huge body had already jumped into the air!
】【You hold a Blood Scythe with a sharp blade burning with blazing psychic flames in both hands, and like a golden cannonball launched, you dive heavily in the direction of Carlos the Fateweaver!
】【In an instant, countless chaotic witchcraft summoned by Carlos the Fateweaver repeatedly bombarded your huge body.
】【But your vibranium power armor seems to be surrounded by layers of invisible defensive barriers.
】【Any chaos witchcraft that is enough to kill the Astartes has no effect on you!
】【At this moment, in addition to the whistling of the violent wind and the burning sound of psychic flames, what you hear in your ears.
】【Three different timbres, but extremely clear low murmurs also echoed repeatedly!