Warhammer: Hail to the Void Lords!.

Chapter 747 07.746: "The dragon slayer will eventually become a dragon...?"

The man walked slowly forward.

At his feet, a military supervisor fell to the ground seriously injured, his body twitching slightly.

Her uniform was soaked with scarlet blood and stuck tightly to her body.

Blood continued to flow out from the corner of his mouth, gathering into a small pool that looked particularly glaring on the gray ground.

Her eyes were filled with pain and despair. She stared blankly at the sky, as if praying for something and denouncing the traitor in front of her.

"Filthy underhive scum! Scum that tarnishes the Imperial Navy! Shameful blasphemer!..."

“I am Horatio Cochrane, blood heir of the legendary Corpse King Navy.

My ancestor, Spyr, saved people from the purgatory of the Gothic Sector."

The man had a blank expression on his face, and his magnetic voice carried a hint of self-mockery, which was particularly clear in this deadly environment, "But he was wrong, all he did was to let the carnivores continue their carnival.

The rich and powerful are becoming more and more reckless and corrupt, while the vast majority of people at the bottom of society are still trapped in endless pain, suffering from generation to generation."

The man looked around and continued, “Look, those demobilized sailors and veterans from the war, with broken legs and wounds, can only beg for a living in the Lower Nest.

They fought to the death, but what they got in return was the trampling of their honor and the insult of their dignity.

However, those imperial nobles who were living a life of debauchery did not care about all these tragedies, or the fact that their babies were dying of hunger and crying.

They only care about their own power, life, wealth and illusory glory."

The man became more and more excited, an abnormal blush appeared on his face, and he suddenly laughed wildly and opened his arms.

The sunlight shines down, outlining his perfect muscle curves, revealing an eerie beauty in this doomsday atmosphere.

"Now, under the guidance of truth, mankind has awakened. The Corpse King's lackeys cannot lead mankind onto the right path, and the weakened mankind has only one chance to revive..."

Before he finished speaking, the man suddenly stepped on the military supervisor's abdomen.

"Ah! Cough..." The female military supervisor coughed up blood in pain, and the bright red blood splattered on the man's blue ceramic steel boots.

The moment she raised her head with difficulty, Horatio saw the face of the military supervisor clearly.

"Farida?!" Horatio couldn't help but call out the name, the voice echoed in the air, but no one responded.

He seemed to have become an invisible "spectator" who could only watch all this happen, his hands passing through all the people and objects in vain, unable to make any intervention.

The man slowly raised the spear in his hand, the sharp tip flashing with cold light, and pointed it at the dying Military Supervisor at his feet.

"If you fail to seize this only chance, then I, the Son of Darkness, will make the galaxy burn again!"

scoff!

A horrifying tearing sound was heard, like a scream from hell.

Horatio stared in amazement as the man lifted up a bloody head.

The once bright green eyes of the blonde female military supervisor have now lost all their luster. The dead eyes seem to be silently accusing the cruelty and despair of this world.

"Let fire and blood wash away all the sins in the galaxy!" The man turned his head and smiled sickly at Horatio who was unable to approach him. The smile was twisted and hideous. "We will destroy everything and then rebuild everything. The Lord of Change will help me build a new paradise on the ruins of this corpse empire!
Haha, hahahaha, hahahahahahaha!"

Boom! Boom! The man laughed wildly and spread his twisted arms.

"Let destruction come first..."

The dazzling light illuminated the entire world, so brilliant and bright.

A huge mushroom cloud rose into the sky, and thick smoke spread in all directions like a hideous demon.

Above the sky, the giant ships of the Gothic fleet fell into the atmosphere one after another, dragging long tails of fire and carrying the breath of destruction, turning into falling stars and smashing into the earth.

Horatio's eyes reflected countless dazzling white flames in the sky, and there was complete silence.

Speyer, the legendary naval hero who had carried Abaddon and saved the Gothic Sector during the 12th Black Crusade, his descendant personally destroyed Abyssal Harbor and the Gothic Fleet during the 13th Black Crusade...

This is... the scheme of Tzeentch... a cruel drama full of irony.

The legendary hero known to all disappeared, but his descendants, in the name of salvation, became the vanguard of Chaos, destroying the Gothic fleet known as "Abaddon's Bane" and their anchorage naval port.

The hero who saved the country and humanity, his descendants fell into depravity and became accomplices of the resurrected Demon King a hundred years later...

No, it was the descendant of the brave man who defeated the Demon King and became the new Demon King.

A classic drama of "the dragon slayer will eventually become a dragon" is played out mercilessly in this cold and cruel universe. It turns out to be such a big chess game...

"Have you recognized the truth? Son of Darkness, if your value cannot follow the trajectory of your master, then... you will become the biggest obstacle to our great plan!"

Ukani's voice suddenly sounded in Horatio's ears, like the whisper of a devil, pulling him back to reality from his fantasy.

With the agile attack speed and the interference of witchcraft, the piercing spear tip pierced Horatio's shoulder with a loud bang.

"We must not tolerate the birth of a second 'Speyer', which would interfere with the great plan of the Omniscient and Omnipotent Lord!!! Go to hell, son of darkness!!! Since you have rejected the gift of fate, give your power to me!!!" Ukani roared madly, his face full of twisted madness.

"Hmm!" Horatio gasped, and the strong smell of blood instantly hit his nostrils.

The severe pain spread throughout his brain like a surging tide, making his scalp numb and his adrenaline level soared to the extreme at this time.
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Tomb hall altar.

Sister Arabella tried her best to fight against this evil force. Her clothes were soaked with sweat, her face became paler and paler, and she was about to be attacked back.

One after another, the pure angels and holy maidens, these elites carefully selected from tens of thousands of sacred roses, are climbing to the top of the altar with difficulty.

With their teeth clenched and beads of sweat on their foreheads, they relied on their amazing willpower to resist the power of the Death Domain and the spells of the Thousand Sons high-level wizards.

"I found you, Arabella," said the leading court officer Diana, breathing heavily.

After she received and treated the wounded who were continuously sent to the surface from underground, she realized that something had happened below, so she hurried down with her sisters.

When they were armed with swords and fought their way into the tomb hall, they found that time seemed to have stopped here.

The fighting enemies were motionless, as if frozen in the picture, and an extremely powerful force was forcibly stripping her will from her body.

If she had not been so tense and resisted this force at the first moment, she would probably have lowered her head and become silent like everyone else present.

Then she saw Arabella, who was struggling to get up to the altar.

"Don't be afraid, I'm right behind you."

Judge Diana gritted her teeth and put her hand on Arabella's shoulder.

All the holy maidens of heaven, one after another, placed their hands on the golden iris on the shoulder armor of the person in front of them.

They were sweating profusely, but still managed to sing hymns in their unique rhythm.

The singing echoed in the tomb hall, and the golden light was like a long dragon, flowing forward along the nuns' smooth arms, becoming brighter and brighter.

When this power finally fell on the court official, a buzzing sound began to appear in the shrine box behind her power armor, and after being further amplified, it was transmitted to Sister Arabella.
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"Are you the only one here?" Sister Diana, who looked still very young, knelt on one knee and gently wiped the tears from the girl's face.

"God Emperor, how did you kill these demons?"

"Miracle! This must be the miracle of the Divine Emperor!"

The other battle sisters asked in disbelief as they looked at the ruins of the church.

"Don't be afraid. Are you hurt anywhere?" Sister Diana said in a gentle voice and with a concerned look in her eyes.

The girl pointed to the wound on her body. The court official's hand glowed with golden light, and the warm holy light slowly flowed, healing the girl's pain.

But suddenly, the huge shadow of the devil pounced out from the darkness.

"Attention! All sisters, prepare for battle!" Sister Diana, who was attacked, turned around suddenly and shouted loudly.

All the nuns quickly formed a semicircular battle formation and were ready for battle.

Boom! Boom! Heavy footsteps and the sound of bolt guns being loaded suddenly came from behind Sister Diana.

The nuns turned around.

Under everyone's astonished gaze, the helpless little girl has transformed into a proud and heroic young lady.

She was wearing silver armor and had an upright posture, like a holy knight from an ancient legend.

Her eyes were sharp and her spirit was high, with forbearance and determination on her face.

She raised her arm, and a spear made of golden light instantly appeared in her hand. A battle flag made of golden light fluttered just above the flagpole. It was pure and flawless white, with a glowing golden iris in the middle.

"The Emperor's glory illuminates our way forward! Dispel these hazes!"

She roared, her voice like a bell, and swung her spear into the ground.

Boom!
In an instant, the earth shook and the huge golden spiritual energy shock wave instantly dispersed the black cloud covering the device.

(End of this chapter)