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Chapter 309: 116, Go to Destruction Together

Enkali looked at the Slayer who was fighting desperately in the Mirror of Slaanesh with contempt.

Endless demons surrounded Second Captain Antelus. In the temple of Slaanesh, time was in chaos and people's perception was disrupted. He and Saint Adeline had forgotten how long they had been fighting.

Maybe it's tens of seconds, maybe it's decades, or maybe it's tens of thousands of years.

In such a long battle, Andrews' Sword of Judgment had long since lost its luster.

Although the Doom Slayer inherited the original power of the universe to absorb and transform from their genetic father, facing such frequent attacks and the deliberate attacks of the God-Lord, his recovery rate obviously could not keep up with the consumption.

The physical exhaustion caused Andrews' breathing to become rapid.

Although he was still able to hold on,
He looked at Saint Adeline beside him. He could see the pain on the face of the living saint. The enemy's attacks were too intense. The saint's armor, which originally had endless glory, was now covered with scars.

Even with the power of the Emperor, her figure inevitably shook, and she had to use the sword to support her body so as not to collapse from exhaustion.

A Slaanesh warrior rushed towards the saint at this moment, and Andrews swung the Sword of Judgment in his hand directly at him.

The blade cut the demon in two like a hot knife through cheese, and the remains of the body were kicked away by the Doom Slayer.

More enemies came rushing over, and even after such a long killing spree, their numbers did not seem to decrease at all.

Andrews clenched the sword in his hand, he knew that the enemy wanted to consume his strength in this way.

He could still hold on, but if he continued like this, the saint beside him would surely die.

The Saint possesses the power of the Emperor, and her blade can easily burn the essence of a demon. But in a prolonged battle, her endurance is far inferior to that of the Doom Slayer.

Andrews knew he had to do something to break the trap set by N'Kari.

During the battle, he used his consciousness to open the data panel of the power armor.

Looking at the Argent energy backpack that was overloaded due to killing too many demons and absorbing too much energy, Andrews had a bold idea in his mind.

The Argent Energy Backpack is the backup energy source for the Slayer. As long as there are enough demons around them, they can almost achieve unlimited war endurance.

Now, in the long battle, the overloaded Argentum energy is enough to keep Andrews fighting. It is also a safe decision to activate the backup energy when necessary, which is enough to help him wait for the arrival of the imperial reinforcements.

But in order to save his saint comrades beside him and to break Encari's trap, Andrews decided to fight to the death.

He pulled off the Argentum energy backpack behind him, and then smashed it hard into the entrance of the magic mirror maze.

The next second, the thrown Argentin backpack exploded violently.

The enormous amount of energy was like a star suddenly exploding. First, a halo of destructive particles with no observable end enveloped the magic mirror maze with infinite space in a way that violated the laws of physics. Then, red flames engulfed everything within the halo of destructive particles.

The violent etheric energy surged, and the maze was flashing with light strong enough to burn through the eye membrane in an instant.

The boundless demon army was torn into ashes in the fire and light before they could even utter a scream.

In the shock wave of the explosion, Andrews used his body to tightly protect the saint beside him.

Then the Doom Slayer was also blown away. The terrible energy impact even tore most of his Argentinian power armor apart.

The Slayer's muscles exposed to the Slaanesh domain were covered with charred marks. Indescribable pain gnawed at every nerve of Andrews. He forced himself to overcome the pain and supported his body with the chainsaw sword.

The entire magic mirror maze turned into a scorched earth at this moment, and the Palace of Joy was screaming and sobbing sadly.

Although Encari was extremely agile in Slaanesh's palace and could use everything here to protect herself, she would inevitably be dragged into the fire of destruction that swept across everything no matter how she tried to escape.

Fortunately, the layers of walls in the maze helped her block some of the impact.

When everything calmed down, the endless army of Slaanesh disappeared without a trace, and the Daughter of Joy, Enkari, appeared in front of Andrews with a half-charred body and full of anger.

Her perfect body was damaged, and the damage was permanent.

Enkali was no longer as calm as before. She violently attacked the Slayer, her attacks becoming more and more fierce. She madly wanted to kill the real culprit who made her lose her perfection.

The Doom Slayer gently placed the Saint, who had almost lost the ability to move, on the ground and fought with the demon.

The Saint witnessed the fight between the two, but this time she no longer had the energy to join in.

Suddenly, she heard Andrews' voice in the communication link.

"Adeline, maybe this is the place of my destruction." Andrews chopped off Enkali's whip with his chainsaw sword and pulled the trigger of the double-barreled shotgun continuously. The metal storm with red flames engulfed the big demon.

"This may be the end of my journey. Fortunately, the magic mirror maze that blocked us has been blown up. Without the blockade, if you die, you should be resurrected in the sea of ​​souls."

"If you come back, please apologize to the Warmaster for me. I'm sorry that Andrus fell on the road helplessly without fulfilling his oath under the banner of destiny."

In a sense, the saints are the great demons belonging to the Emperor. As long as they are not completely blocked and lose contact with the Emperor, they can return to the Supreme Heaven no matter how many times they are killed.

Throughout history, there have been records of saints being killed, but at the right time, they will be able to come back again and fight for humanity.

When Adeline heard the Slayer's words, great sadness filled her eyes, but she quickly calmed down.
"You were ready to die, but all you wanted to do was apologize to him?"

"Because he is our warmaster, my genetic father, and the hope of the golden age." Andrews' voice came again.

"As early as when I was in the Krieg Corps, I was ready for death. Death was not difficult back then, and it was far less painful than it is now. I witnessed the despair of humanity on the verge of destruction. At that time, I fought for survival, for those suffering people of the Empire. Everything I did was just for the survival of the Empire."

"But the Warmaster brought us the dawn of a new era. I followed him and witnessed the budding of hope and the lighting of the light of hope. I think that perhaps our descendants will no longer worry about whether they can live to see the sunrise tomorrow, and will not have to fight for their own survival."

"The flames of war will cease in this universe, in the years when all the blasphemous temples are destroyed. I feel extremely honored to fight for the fate of mankind and even the stars. The only thing that makes me a little uneasy now is that I have to leave my father behind. I am sorry that I can't continue to share this heavy burden with him."

"If you can return to the Empire again, please convey my apologies."

Adeline was silent for a moment, and the saint's voice was choked with an imperceptible sob. "If I could go back, I would."

"For the Empire, for the Lord of Destruction!" Andrews shouted loudly, "For everything we have lost, for the heroic souls that have been destroyed by you!"

Andrews swung the sword with all his might. The warrior, with scars all over his body and broken armor, leaped up without hesitation and slashed at Enkari, one of the six favored demons of Slaanesh.
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"Protect the Crusaders, protect the priests, gather around them!" Commander Roget, who had luckily regained consciousness, shouted in the voice channel. His voice was a little weak, and he coughed up blood foam every time he shouted.

The demon army of Slaanesh came from all directions, breaking through the coalition's defenses layer by layer. The Eldar prophets were madly releasing secret magic, which almost drained their souls.

Their bodies were aching, but being able to stay standing required a great deal of willpower.

The Void Realm Priests in the Crusaders have now become the last resort of the Mortal Legion. These priests are burning with flames, continuously weakening the influence of the Sakura Demon Army.

Their existence can ensure that soldiers will not defect on a large scale due to chaos corruption.

The warriors' fighting spirit will be inspired when they are close to the priests. Otherwise, under the erosion of chaos, even if the demons do nothing, it is only a matter of time before they are corrupted in the realm.

In the Temple of Pleasure, Doom's heavy fist hit the ground, and the twisted things inside Slaanesh's palace shattered layer by layer like water.

Demon Disaster Xia Laxi's steps were no longer brisk, and she walked towards Doom with a staggering step.

Both of them suffered certain injuries in the constant fighting, but Xarahi was still full of confidence. In the hall of Slaanesh, the Slayer would never be able to turn the tables.

"I told you that you can't win. Throwing yourself into the arms of my Lord is your last chance." Xia Laxi held the scimitar inlaid with rare gems high up. Her perfect body was constantly bleeding.

"Not necessarily." Doom sneered. Although he appeared to be at ease, warning sounds were constantly ringing from inside his power armor.

Doom ignored these warnings and forcibly raised the energy level of the Argent Energy Backpack to the highest level.

The moment he did this, his body burst into blinding light. Even his modified body could not withstand such a huge input of energy. Every cell felt a sharp pain as if it was burning in fire.

It was like a real illusory fire emanating from the surface of his body.

"Fight for the dead, die for the living. My father taught me fearless courage. The galaxy is not a toy for you blasphemous creatures. You will see the courage of mankind, and then perish with me."

The Sword of Judgment in Doom's hand burst into light again, and the runes of destruction trembled. This time, he swung the sword not at Xia Lashi in front of him, but at the Temple of Pleasure itself.

Like a burning star, it crashed into the roof of Slaanesh's palace.

Even the Demonic Disaster Xia Laxi could not withstand the huge impact force. Her body was about to fall, and then she was completely crushed by the huge impact and fell to the ground powerlessly.

The entire Slaanesh Palace was shattered at this moment, the earth made a low roar, and the six-ring domain was shaking.

"Put aside your contempt, monster. Listen to the final sound of your destruction, for you will feel it."

Doom's eyes were filled with flames. At this moment, he was like a proud god of war.

When he underwent his final transformation surgery, every one of his cells endured the terrible pain of transformation.

At this moment, Doom understood the meaning of all this he had endured.

All for this moment, he will declare to God in his mortal form.

Humanity will never surrender.

If he cannot win, he will perish with everything.

Xia Laxi howled in pain, and the power unleashed by Doom made her lie prone on the ground.

Even though the Palace of Pleasure was constantly replenishing her with strength, she was still unable to fight back at this moment.

Incredible fear appeared in her eyes. In her opinion, Doom Slayer Doom had gone completely crazy. Like a burning supernova, the Doom Slayer's body was overflowing with energy like an ocean. Even the Great Demon was suppressed by him.

In this subspace, everything is false and only will is real.

No one could imagine how powerful Doom's will was at this moment.

At this moment, Doom actually shook the temple of Slaanesh's pleasure.

With the body of a mortal, shake the dwelling of God.

Raging fire spreads across Slaanesh's realm, and raging storms blow in from the distant sky.

Visible air currents formed shock waves, destroying everything centered on him, but avoiding the combined forces of the Empire and the Eldar.

"The time of destruction has come, you scum!" Doom endured the pain in his body but let out a hearty roar.

His body was cracking, and the powerful energy output was about to tear apart every cell in his body.

Demon Disaster Xia Laxi let out a shrill cry.

The madness of this human made her feel terrified. At this moment, she felt that she was being enveloped by eternal destruction and nothingness.

She will disappear completely into the universe just like the warrior before her, and even her master will not be able to save her.

At this moment, she rarely admitted her failure. The most perfect hunter under Slaanesh completely gave up this hunt and shouted without caring about her dignity, hoping to get the protection of the gods.

An indescribable terrifying force spread across the Palace of Pleasure like a mist of desire, smoothing out all the damage that the Empire had brought to this place.

In the smoke, an infinitely great pink shadow stood in the mist.

The shadow, which is merely made up of the fog of desire, is hard to look at.

Just a glance at this blurry figure can provide far more information than looking at the Great Secret Keeper.

Even the Primaris Space Marines felt their brains stop working the moment they saw the shadow.

A huge amount of information poured into the depths of consciousness, which was unbearable, indescribable, and incomprehensible.

The pleasurable screams of pain echoed in the void, but it was as if there was nothing, everything was just an auditory hallucination of mortals.

The lewd sounds of countless desires were looming in the air, and the young god's lazy and casual look was far beyond the endurance of mortals.

Even Doom seemed no different from other mortals in front of Him, and the destructive power erupting from him was forcibly stopped.

(End of this chapter)