Plunder the Heavens from Warhammer

Chapter 157 The Lord of Humanity in the Nightmare
The great demon Tzeentch finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, he didn't die at the hands of 'E Great Demon'. The worst result would be that he would be resurrected a few years later.

It's better than being killed by the 'living saint' and dying completely!

Before he died, the great demon Tzeentch took a look at the unconscious Alvin, and suddenly an idea came to his mind.

Although He is dead, it seems that He can still cause some trouble to the Lord of Mankind. In short, it just needs to be disgusting!

While he was thinking, before he completely disappeared, psychic flames burst out from the pupils of the great demon Tzeentch, like a bloody spear, directly piercing Alvin's heart!

By the time Winnie found out, it was too late to stop it!
Anger suddenly emerged in her light blue eyes. She gnashed her teeth and stared angrily at the already disappeared Tzeentch demon: "You... deserve to die!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Before it dissipated, the Great Demon of Tzeentch let out a harsh laugh, and jokingly looked at the Empire, saying meaningfully: "No one... can escape the fate of weaving!"

"You talk too much nonsense!"

Butzweig felt embarrassed to see his target being ambushed right in front of him. He picked up the giant axe he had thrown away and smashed the bird's head directly.

However, it is an indisputable fact that Alvin was hit by the psychic magic of the great demon Tzeentch before his death!
Butzweig held the giant axe and turned to look at Alvin. He was hesitating... whether to eliminate the threat!

However, Winnie held the sword and blocked the Holy Fearless, saying indifferently: "Don't worry, the Emperor will be watching him, and Tzeentch's conspiracy will definitely not come true!"

With the approval of the 'living saint', Butzweig's worries were relieved a lot. He looked at the unconscious human boy and said, "Is this child... important?"

"Yes, very important."

Winnie lowered her head, a rare flash of tenderness in her eyes, and said softly: "His future is closely related to the human empire. After leaving here, you are not allowed to tell anyone about me and him. This is the will of the Emperor!"

Butzweig nodded silently, as he was able to gain such attention from a 'living saint'. The psychic flames burning around him gradually dissipated after the death of the Great Demon Tzeentch.

Not many people saw what happened just now, and it seemed that the "living saint" used some means to prevent others from hearing their conversation, which made Butzweig feel a little relieved.

Some of the younger Astartes of the Wolf Pack had never seen such a brutal scene before and were so shocked that they were speechless. They stared in amazement at the sacred and fearless statue that was like a monument.

As for Albert...to be honest, he was a little panicked now. If he heard correctly just now, did Butzweig shout, "Kill him and the captain of the regiment"?
Then I thought again, Butzweig had repeatedly told me not to make my brothers suffer.

If that day really comes, let's give him a quick death and not bury him in a sarcophagus... But then, under the deception of the chapter commander and the pharmacist, he agreed to bury Butzweig in the Sacred Dreadnought.

Fortunately, after venting his anger, Butzweig was too lazy to care about it anymore. He glanced at Albert, who seemed to be trembling, and snorted coldly: "Why don't you come over here quickly?!"

Albert was fearless, even when facing the Hive Tyrant, he dared to draw his knife and cut it. But when facing Butzweig... he was a little unconfident.

After all, judging from seniority, Butzweig was the captain of a company before he was buried in the sarcophagus!
"Here it comes, here it comes~"

Albert rushed over, and on his face covered with fat and scars, he managed an ugly smile.

Looking at Albert, Butzweig sighed. This kid... still had some conscience. At least he didn't put him in the Redeemer. Now that his anger had subsided a lot, there was no need to embarrass him. So he used the most gentle tone possible and pointed at the unconscious boy beside him: "Take the target person back. Don't make any mistakes. Do you understand?"

"understand!"

Albert personally carried Alvin on his back, then stopped talking and glanced at the 'living saint' who was still standing there: "You... won't leave with us?"

Winnie shook her head silently, her eyes seemed to be looking at a certain future through the strange time turbulence of the subspace, and she whispered: "No, I still have my responsibilities... Your responsibility is to protect him." Being able to encounter a 'living saint' in the turbulence of the subspace is, to some extent, the manifestation of the 'All-Father'.

Albert clenched his right fist and hit his heart hard, his expression full of respect: "It is our honor to fight alongside you. Can you tell me...your name?"

Winnie was silent for a few seconds, then slowly said, "He knows my name, so let him tell you... There's no need to publicize my existence. I am special."

special?
Albert and Butzweig were both a little confused.

I don't quite understand what the word "special" means in the mouth of this "living saint".

But Winnie didn't intend to explain. She grasped the sword burning with golden flames, turned around and stepped into the fierce warp storm until her entire figure disappeared.

She is heading to the near future.

On that planet, she will once again... save Alvin Valhuis!

The fate of the two people, from that moment on, was closely linked together by the Emperor. She was his...'living saint'!
"Let's go back……"

Butzweig lowered his head and looked at the unconscious Alvin. Combining the behavior of the Great Demon Tzeentch, he seemed to have guessed something. He spoke vaguely and reminded Albert: "Boy, remember to contact him more often in the future. There may be a surprise."

Albert scratched his head. Although he didn't quite understand what Butzweig meant by saying this suddenly, he knew that the former company commander would definitely not harm them, so he nodded: "Okay, I understand."

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Khorne, Tzeentch, Nurgle, Slaanesh!
In Alvin's dream, he seemed to be targeted by the four evil chaos gods in the High Heaven, and no matter how he tried to run, he could not escape.

From Khorne's Scarlet Fortress, to Tzeentch's Crystal Labyrinth, to Nurgle's Plague Gardens, and then thrown into... Slaanesh's Halls of Pleasure!

He walked through forests of flesh and pools of wine, passed through the land of debauchery, carnal desires and obscenity, and climbed to the peak of power, experiencing the supreme power of dominating countless lives!

But in the end... there is only endless emptiness.

In the hollow void, Alvin wandered aimlessly like a zombie, until he came to a snow-covered mountain and saw the shining golden throne and the terrifying figure that looked like rotten flesh and bones.

The great Lord of Mankind seemed to be watching him.

The next moment, Alvin suddenly woke up from his dream. The moment he opened his eyes, he saw a face of an old man with wrinkles all over his face and white hair, staring at him.

"You are……"

Alvin asked subconsciously.

Horn stared at him eagerly, as if he was looking at a precious treasure, with a fanatical expression on his face: "Child, I am your...grandfather!"

I ask for anything~I ask for anything~I won't refuse anyone who comes. It's almost the end of the month. Let's work hard~When will my recommendation come? I'm exhausted waiting.
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(End of this chapter)