Warhammer: Beginning with Planetary Governors

Chapter 511: Demons: Hiss~ Purely tearing people apart? This place is too scary!
Titus couldn't remember at all when he had ever torn the big demon apart with his own bare hands.

Even if he fought against the Chaos Demon only once or twice, it was extremely difficult and required all his strength and was surrounded by danger.

But in the mouth of the Primarch of Hope, the Savior, it seemed that he could easily defeat those enemies of Chaos.

"Gene Father...did you overestimate my abilities?"

Titus sighed in his heart. He always felt that the Primarch of Hope and the Savior always had too high expectations of him.

He even let himself fight against the White Scar Primarch before.

Although the soldier was a little hesitant, the determination on his face remained unchanged and he did not refuse.

Honor is life, death is mission, and the only thing to fear is failure.

But he hasn't failed yet.

"Swear allegiance until death..."

This was the only thought in Titus' mind at the moment.

He raised his head and faced the expectant gaze of the Gene Father, his voice without any hesitation:

"My Lord, I will do this."

Ron was even more satisfied, and his expression showed more approval: "Go, my brave warrior, tear all the enemies to pieces!"

Titus raised his hand and put on a hideous skull helmet, and the scarlet electronic eyepiece lit up.

He resolutely turned around and walked out, leaving behind only a determined back.

Ron sat down in the viewing seat in the command room, ready to personally admire the bravery of his genetic offspring.

As for whether Titus will lose?
He had never had such a thought before, unless it was a great demon or a primarch-level figure at the top of the Chaos rankings.

Otherwise there is no way to defeat that guy.

hum~
Many projections of Titus appeared in the sky above the Redemption Arena, and one could sense the power of this resolute warrior at a glance.

"My dear audience, did the killing just now make you feel surprised and happy?"

The passionate voice of the host of the Redemption Arena could be heard, and a roar could be heard faintly.

Those demons are attacking the facilities of the Redemption Arena.

"Oh, the damn demons are coming here, hurry up and kill these #&*@..."

The host is still working hard and showing his excellent qualities.

He cursed, pulled out his weapon and fired two shots. Soon, the fear warrior guards came over howling, surrounded the demon, dragged it away and kicked it violently.

“Now for the more exciting show!”

The host wiped the cold sweat off his forehead and continued to report in an exaggerated tone:
"Our great and noble descendant of Asuman, the master of the arena, the uncrowned king of Comoros, sent out his personal guard, the demon tearer - Tai, Tu, Si!!!"

In the airspace, special effects of fire and blood appeared on Titus's huge projection. Those were added temporarily by the bald data-control priests of the Black Mechanicus who worked overtime.

Afterwards, the projection of the Slaanesh Chaos Daemon Keeper of Secrets also appeared, looking even more terrifying and shocking.

Titus vs. the Secret Keeper!
This is also the result of the data manipulation priest beautifying and photoshopping the pictures, making the enemy look much stronger in the projection.

If the opponent is not strong, how can the power of Titus, the personal guard of the descendant of Asurman, be demonstrated?

The host screamed hoarsely:
"Our Lord of Chaos, Titus the Ravager, will fight against the Keeper of Chaos, and he has sworn to tear the Archdaemons apart, shattering them into irreparable pieces.

Tremble, Keeper of Secrets!"

In an instant, the audience cheered even louder.

???

"That projection...is me?!"

The Secret Keeper looked at his own projection, somewhat confused.

He felt that it was a little bit different. It looked too hideous and scary, and even his careful makeup was removed.

It doesn't conform to the aesthetics of the Slaanesh demon at all!
"You want to defeat me with just a personal guard?"

The Secret Keeper heard the host's words clearly and sneered maliciously: "How dare you call yourself the Demon Tearer? How ridiculous!"

He is the Chaos Demon ranked 678th in the Slaanesh realm!

The Secret Keeper stood there alertly, waiting for the arrival of his opponent, but there was no sign of any other fighters around.

Is the other party afraid of fighting, or wants to launch a humble sneak attack?

he thought so.

At this time, the audience stopped cheering and looked for Titus.

They were whispering.

Everyone is waiting, in what form will Titus appear on the battlefield?
squeak--

Suddenly, a powerful tide of dark red Tyranids surged in and attacked the demon army in front of the Secret Keeper.

All the demons were dispersed, creating a dark red tide of insects that attacked the Secret Keeper directly.

Afterwards, the center of the dark red insect tide gradually spread out to form a road. A tall warrior in black hideous armor was walking slowly in it, heading towards the Secret Keeper.

That is——Titus, the Demon Tearer!

The audience cheered, giving the fighter more support and enthusiasm.

Titus had thick chains wrapped around his body and arms, which made him look heavy.

He stared at the Secret Keeper and walked steadily forward, paying no attention to the demons attacking him from all around.

The demons that tried to attack the warrior were all pushed away by the Tyranids, and some scattered demons were also destroyed by the alchemical bombs shot by the Arbitrator.

Titus's advance was not affected at all, as the demons were either knocked away or turned to ashes around him.

He was approaching his opponent.

Seeing this, the Secret Keeper also let out a scream, ordering the demons not to attack Titus.

There is no point in that.

The Chaos Demon hoped to brutally execute the warrior in a gladiatorial fight, to alert the audience of the arena and the master behind it.

How stupid and ridiculous their ideas are.

Soon, the demons and Tyranids formed a large circle in the battle, clearing space for the two to fight.

Under the gaze of everyone, Titus came up to the Secret Keeper and faced him face to face.

He looked up at the Chaos Demon who was several meters taller than him. His gaze was still as firm and his aura was not weakened at all.

The atmosphere between the two sides became heavy.

"You lowly human warrior, the lackey of the black-skinned monkey, I will pull out your intestines and tie them into a bow while you beg for mercy pathetically."

The Secret Keeper made a sword shape with his three arms and began the routine verbal battle before the galactic and subspace battles.

His tone was vicious and threatening.

Titus remained silent, but his movements were more astonishing and showed more momentum.

The tough guy thrust the legendary power sword into the ground, then threw away the Arbiter, Legendary Blade and other weapons.

He took off all his weapons, even his helmet, and faced the Chaos Demon in front of him with his bare hands!
???

The Secret Keeper and the audience were all shocked at this scene.

No one expected that this warrior would face the terrifying Chaos Demon with his bare hands, even the Secret Keeper himself was surprised.

Breathing becomes heavy.

"Titus, Titus, Titus!"

The audience reacted and frantically shouted the name of this brave warrior.

"hiss……"

Ron looked at the scene in the arena, took a deep breath and stood up from his seat.

He, the genetic father, was also a little shocked.

"Did Titus misunderstand me?"

Ron frowned slightly.

He asked Titus to tear the big devil apart with his bare hands, which is a rough metaphor.

Just defeat it and then execute it by tearing its body apart to create an explosive scene.

Who would have thought that Titus was so serious and rigorous, and really just tore it apart with his hands? !
Ron finally understood what Titus had been thinking about when he paused for a moment when faced with his proposal.

It was not about hesitation, fear or thinking about whether he could defeat the opponent, but about how to tear the opponent apart with his bare hands according to the requirements of his genetic father.

You are indeed the one, Titus!
I didn't expect that I underestimated that kid. Now, old Biden of Khorne must be drooling.
Ron slowly sat back on the throne and ordered a glass of bloody iced cola to calm down.

In the Redemption Arena, you can taste any famous delicious food in the galaxy and the subspace.

Since Titus dared to do this, he must have assessed his own strength, so there is no need to worry too much.

in the arena.

The Secret Keeper looked at Titus and felt deeply humiliated. He laughed in anger:
"Shorty, you will pay a terrible price for your hubris."

The words have not yet fallen.

The Chaos Demon swept his poisonous blade with a cold glow towards the human warrior in front of him. Without the power sword, the opponent could hardly resist.

Even the heavy armor of the human empire could hardly stop the attack of the great demon's weapons.

clang--

However, the dazzling sharp blade was blocked.

After Titus wrapped the chain, he quickly raised his arm to block the fatal blow.

The great demon blade slashed on the chain without causing any damage.

He sneered on his scarred face: "You are a heretic, you should pay the price."

"what?!"

The secret keeper was stunned for a moment, and chopped twice more, but there was still no effect. He even found that there were tiny cracks on his blade.

Because what Titus had wrapped around his arm was not an ordinary chain, but a special weapon made of ancient alloy.

The intensity is extremely amazing.

In the past, a certain galactic noble had invested an ancient battleship of inestimable value in order to train Tyranid combat units, and used the ancient alloy in it to feed his baby Tyranids.

Redemption Arena operates with integrity.

But faced with such treasures and large transactions, Ron, the middleman, still vaguely and symbolically charged a portion of the "service fee".

Of course, this is within the reasonable range, and it cannot be said that the Redemption Arena is a black shop that cheats aliens. Part of the ancient alloy was sent for research, and the other part was cast into a special chain weapon and equipped on Titus.

Make its combat effectiveness even stronger.

bang——

A muffled sound of flesh and blood was heard.

Titus took advantage of the Chaos Demon's daze and suddenly activated his jump backpack.

He rushed straight to the opponent's face and, accelerated by the jet device, delivered a fierce uppercut.

The Secret Keeper's face was distorted, a bloody tooth flew out, and his jaw became crooked.

But he still controlled his body along the way, flipped over to create some distance, and the snake's tail scratched the human warrior's side at a tricky angle.

Deep marks were left on the ceramic steel armor and blood oozed out.

The secret keeper was somewhat pleased with himself.

The enemy was more seriously injured in this battle. His actual combat capability is much stronger than what is reflected in the ranking!

The Chaos Demon's confused figure slithered around Titus, his vicious eyes scanning up and down, trying to find more flaws.

He knew he had the upper hand.

After the enemy unloaded its explosive bombs and power weapons from the ground, it lost most of its means of attack.

The attack distance has also been greatly reduced.

All you need to do is take advantage of the distance of your weapon and torture the opponent to your heart's content.

The Keepers of Secrets attacked Titus at high speed, a speed that exceeded the limits of the vision of ordinary warriors. All they could see were flickering light and sparks from metal colliding.

Those demons or Tyranids that were unlucky enough to get close were chopped into pieces by the flashing knife light at the first sight.

The audience also became nervous.

Anyone could see that Titus, the personal guard of the descendant of Asurman, was putting up a hard fight.

The warrior had more and more wounds on his body, and he might fail and fall down in the next moment.

And that arrogant human warrior would also cause the descendants of Asurman to lose face and their dignity to be damaged because of this incident.

"You humble and arrogant fellow, enjoy the pleasure bestowed by the Prince of Darkness..."

When the Secret Keeper saw that the human warrior's movements became sluggish, he seized the opportunity and suddenly moved close to him, spraying the special hallucinogenic mist that had been brewing for a long time with his tongue and fangs.

The warrior didn't even have any chaos psionic defense equipment, which meant he was doomed to fail.

This will be the blow that determines victory!
The Chaos Demon's carefully crafted hallucinogenic mist enveloped Titus and invaded his body through the gaps and holes in his armor.

The special chaotic energy particles in the hallucinogenic mist will detonate the victim's senses after contacting the skin.

Some people will suddenly feel the sweetness of a lover's kiss, some will be able to hear the dying gasps of a loved one, and some will even feel the excruciating pain of their ancestors being torn apart by the enemy three hundred years ago.

Titus, without his helmet on, inhaled more of the mist.

In addition to the above scenes, the most desired memories also emerged in my mind:
"The gentle voice of the Gene Father when he praised himself, the incense of burning holy oil during the armor-granting ceremony, and so on..."

He even lost his sight, and everything in front of him suddenly turned into a mural of joy. The forbidden chapters of the "Book of Pleasure" were engraved forcefully into his memory.

This is the horror of the hallucinogenic fog, which can instantly take away the opponent's sensory attention during battle.

On a dangerous battlefield, that means death!

The Secret Keeper's sharp blade suddenly slashed into the fog, causing the sound of flesh and bones cracking.

He felt the touch of the blade and was suddenly delighted because he had hit the human warrior's vital part.

This scene also made the audience who were fully engaged exclaim.

But the next second.

Accompanied by the full roar of the legendary power armor engine.

A huge force came from the other side of the hallucinogenic fog, and then chains flew out and flexibly wrapped around the Chaos Demon's arms, restricting his movements.

The fog cleared.

Titus's resolute face appeared in people's sight. The demon's sharp blade slashed along the shoulder area to the upper chest, but was stopped by the chain.

Saved his life.

And this is also Taitusi's purpose, to withstand the demon's sensory attacks with a firm will.

Then seize the opportunity at the last moment, exchange injuries for combat advantage, and limit the enemy's movement speed.

Now it's his turn to fight back!

"Do not……"

The Secret Keeper looked at Titus, who was covered in blood and looked ferocious, and suddenly felt a little scared.

He struggled hard and pulled hard, pulling Titus over instead.

Close!
Titus can swim among demons, greenskins and insect swarms, but close combat is what he is really good at.

He grabbed the Secret Keeper with both hands at his face and headbutted him several times, causing blood to flow from his forehead.

Such attacks caused the Secret Keeper to wail even more, and the blade he was wielding was bound by more chains.

They couldn't be separated.

This Slaanesh Chaos Daemon even sensed an aura from this warrior that could only be emitted by a Blood Daemon!

Titus and the Keeper of Secrets rolled and tangled, fighting at close range, each blow aimed at a fatal part.

The battle became increasingly intense.

whoosh-

The demon's vicious snake tail suddenly stabbed towards the human warrior's head, about to kill him.

But Titus dodged the attack swiftly, opened his mouth and bit the snake's tail hard, tearing it apart violently, causing blood and flesh to splatter.

The Secret Keeper felt severe pain, and before he could pull back his tail, the tentacles on his head were grabbed and forcibly pulled out.

He whined more.

Titus...tears the demon apart with his bare hands...

After the audience fell silent, they burst into unprecedented cheers. It was so exciting!
They gave greater honor to the warrior and the descendant of Asurman.

The Keeper lay powerless on the ground, beaten violently by Titus, his body torn apart bit by bit.

Even the wailing became hoarse.

He looked at Titus and pleaded, "Human warrior, end my life!"

Rather than being tortured and humiliated here, it would be better to be expelled back to the subspace as soon as possible.

Unfortunately, Titus remained unmoved.

The Father of Genes ordered himself to tear the devil apart with his bare hands, but it hasn't been finished yet, how can it end?
The demon army under the Secret Keeper's command trembled with fear when they saw their master being humiliated and abused in this way.

The fear from the devil spreads in the Redemption Arena.

Their formation became chaotic, their counterattacks had lost momentum, and some of them were even fleeing towards the subspace rifts.

As the demons ran past the unrecognizable Secret Keeper, they didn't even dare to look at their master.

He was afraid that he would be targeted by the terrible personal guard of the descendant of Asurman, the Demon Tearer.

Soon, the demon army's camp collapsed and was destroyed by the joint army of the Redemption Arena, but the wailing of the Secret Keeper continued.

……

On the other side of the warp veil, the warp.

The Slaanesh Great Demon, the Voice of Pain, Kaeren, grabbed a fleeing demon with his ferocious hand, and his palm kept tightening to cause pain:
"Shameful deserter, tell me how your master is doing?"

Blood flowed out of the demon's mouth, and in fear and torture, he uttered the musical note with difficulty: "Tear...Tear it!"

Snapped--

The lust demon was crushed.

Kallion threw away the wreckage with disdain, his voice like countless sharp thorns rubbing against each other:
"That rubbish is dead. I had already said that it was the most appropriate for me to be the vanguard. Letting a rubbish serve as the vanguard would only bring shame to the Prince of Darkness..."

The Chaos Demon flapped his black bat wings and walked confidently into the warp crack.

A new piece of hellish music sounded above the Redemption Arena.

"Hahaha?!"

Kallion's vicious head poked out from the curtain, and he was about to let out his signature maniacal laugh when he froze.

Within the field of vision, there were corpses of demons and an endless army of mixed races.

The Tyranid swarms were tearing at the remains of the demon, while the Dark Eldar were artistically cutting and splitting the demon's body.

The greenskins poked a demonic behemoth in the butt with a big stick, causing it to twitch continuously.

Let out a dying wail.

The Slaanesh Daemon heard a familiar wailing sound, turned around and saw that the previous Vanguard Secret Keeper was being tortured and his body was covered in wounds.

The poor fellow's arm was badly ripped off.

pat-

The torn arm accidentally hit Kallion's head, which immediately aroused his anger.

But the next moment.

He was watched by many eyes, be it the powerful warrior who tore the Great Demon apart alive, the large number of gladiators, or the vast number of greenskins, Tyranid swarms, and spectators.

At this moment, all the bloody figures in the Arena of Redemption were staring at the newly emerged Slaanesh Daemon with a hint of desire.

The scene fell into a brief silence.

"It seems a bit dangerous here?!"

Kallian felt the horror of this emotion, swallowed, and retreated quietly.

It's like I've never been here.

This matter must be reported to the Disaster of Hell, as well as the Lord of Pleasure and the Prince of Darkness!
"Hey, what's wrong with that guy?"

A tall, muscular Slaanesh Daemon asked in a careless voice.

“Tear…tear…”

Kalyon took a deep breath and gave the other party the same answer.

(End of this chapter)