I'm in Warhammer, please don't praise Doraemon

Chapter 434 Who will pardon?

"I am just a penitent who longs to make up for my mistakes."

The cold light of Caliban's broadsword instantly illuminated the dim cabin. The man in the black robe slowly raised his broadsword and held it horizontally in front of him, reflecting his haggard face that looked as if he had endured ten thousand years of torture and self-torture. His face was covered with stubble and looked like a deep forest knight.
His voice was low, hoarse, and calm, but beneath this calmness there was a kind of horror, as if he was a mad lion waiting to hunt, lurking in the dark forest, waiting to bite off the flesh of its prey.
At the same time, the black robe that seemed to be woven from shadows moved without wind. Under the robe, there seemed to be four emotions: cunning, rage, stagnation, and jealousy wriggling and twisting, penetrating his skin and flesh, piercing into the depths of his soul, blessing him, cursing him, and corrupting his spirit and flesh.

Reina had seen this feeling before. It was the same feeling when she faced Abaddon on Ice Moon Crassus. The man in front of her was blessed by the four gods at the same time. He was the chosen one of the four gods. This discovery made Reina shudder.

"I am the deputy commander of the Dark Angels of the First Legion, the leader of the Fallen Angels, a despicable traitor, and Sir Luther of the Knights of Caliban."

He did not move the sword in his hand, but the cold light of the broadsword pointed at Reina.

"Who?" Lena asked in confusion.

The name of this knight, this man, this person who might be Astartes, is long and sounds important.

But Reina couldn't understand, is there a position of deputy commander in chief among the Astartes? What are the Fallen Angels? What are the Knights of Caliban?
Facing Reina's question, Luther was also stunned. He opened his mouth slightly and moved his tongue several times before uttering a word:
"You are also considered a middle or senior level official in the current empire, right?"

"Haven't you read the history of the Great Crusade?"

"I used to be the second in command of the Dark Angels! I was the one who raised Ryan!"

Facing Luther's questioning, Reina felt a little guilty for a moment.
In fact, Zhou Yun had given Lena a few historical books about the Great Crusade that had just been written by the Order of Historical Rationality.
But those huge historical books gave Reina a headache.

Or the simple little stories told by the state religion are more suitable for him.

Of course, even though she felt a little guilty, Reina didn't slow down her movements at all.

She quickly reached for the bottle of props hidden at her waist.

That was Siegfried's bath liquid, which could grant Reina thirty minutes of immortality.

Reina doesn't need to defeat the man named Luther in front of her, she just needs to hold on until Zhou Yun——————

At some point, Luther had already arrived in front of Reina, and he had already swung the Caliban broadsword in his hand, tearing Reina's cloak, cutting off the belt that Reina had tied Siegfried into the bath gel, and picking up the bottle filled with bright red liquid.
The skill was exquisite, savage, powerful, terrifying, and the fangs of a cold wild lion.
Sieg flew into the bath gel and it shattered in mid-air. The bright red liquid flowed onto the ground without spilling on Reina's body.

So fast, almost catching up with Lord Guilliman, but how is this possible?
Reina didn't have time to think, her psychic energy blasted out without restraint, hitting the black knight named Luther heavily.

But Luther was like a black boulder standing in the wind, unmoving, unbending, and unmoving.
"Your psychic powers are strong."

"But that's all."

“I have received a lot from the gods.”

Pain came from Reina's side. The Caliban broadsword was swung out again and slashed into Reina's side, as if it would cut Reina in half.
Reina let out a savage roar, and the powerful psychic energy impacted reality itself. The huge reaction force pushed Reina's body heavily out, and also saved Reina from being cut in two by the Caliban giant sword.

"Amazing, he actually dodged it."

Luther sincerely praises Reina:

"You know what? I was the one who taught Xiong Shi how to use swords since he was a child. I was his first swordsmanship teacher."

When he said this, there was some pride in Luther's words.

Reina said nothing. She ignored the wound on her abdomen and just poured her psychic energy towards Luther.

But Luther simply swung the sword in his hand with minimal movement, lightly deflecting Reina's psychic hammer that was heavy enough to knock down the demon.

"Actually I'm not really an Astartes. I'm too old to have all the modifications done, I've only had some enhancements done."

"But you see, as I said, as long as you can control your desires and not be corrupted by your desires themselves, you can control the blessings of the four gods and become extremely powerful."

"I even caught up with Lion, and was evenly matched with him before Caliban was about to be destroyed."

"Like a father and his outstanding child, like a comrade-in-arms and another comrade-in-arms, a relative and another relative."

Luther kept on talking, and there was a hint of frightening madness in his words.

Reina said nothing, but suddenly pressed her psychic energy towards Luther.

Luther bounced away again: "I don't care about this——————"

Suddenly, the steel plate under Luther's feet collapsed, and he fell into the deep pit before he could finish his words.

Reina was breathing heavily. All her attacks just now were baits and sleight of hand. The purpose was to buy time for the machine soul of the Retribution-class battleship, allowing the machine soul to use all its strength to create this hole in its body, causing Luther to fall directly into the cold deep space.

"you are excellent."

"Is this the ability to communicate directly with the machine spirit? Is it a gift from that person? Or is it simply that the machine spirit of this battleship is powerful and docile?"

The shadow spread like a mist behind Reina, and Luther slowly walked out of it:
"Amazing! If it were the old me, your plan might have succeeded. Unfortunately, I got new help from within the subspace."

Reina felt pain in her back and blood gushed out. She fell to the ground, and all the strength in her body seemed to be drained away.

"This is the poison of life." Luther said, holding a dagger.
It's called a dagger, but it's obviously designed for Astartes. For Luther, it's almost a short sword.

"My friend Typhons of the Fourteenth Legion gave me this dagger - may he be well."

"He claimed that the dagger, called the Life-Poison, could kill anything, even the Primarch."

"But I didn't hurt the lion with it. I never killed Ryan."

Luther babbled on, then he hung the dagger back on his waist and drew out the Caliban broadsword again.

"It won't hurt. I won't leave your body behind. Not even ashes will be left. I know someone who can resurrect the dead."

"Do you have any last words?"

".traitor."

Reina’s body was weak, and a gentle, comforting white light appeared before her eyes:

"I saw the light of the twenty-second century coming to me, and I did what I could."

"My soul will return to the twenty-second century, what about you?"

"Who will forgive your sins? Traitor?"

Luther's expression suddenly turned into fear, and he swung the Caliban broadsword in his hand, mixed with fierce warp energy, towards Lena.

The ashes were crushed into smaller fragments and dissipated in the torrent of the warp.

Luther's face was cold but mixed with madness. He struck the Retribution-class battleship with the giant sword in his hand.
The mighty power of the warp instantly swept through the ship, and the powerful corruption directly destroyed the battleship's engine. With the operation of the demons in the ship, the ship also began to smash into the steel ring surrounding Mars like other ships around it.
After doing all this, Luther and the demons disappeared into the shadows again, as if they had never appeared.

The entire sky was on fire. A section of the steel ring was hit, ignited, and shattered by countless flashing meteors. The raging fire burned in the void, illuminating most of Mars.
A section that occupied about one sixth of the steel ring was torn off.
The three ladders that penetrated the earth could not withstand the huge force and collapsed.

The entire Martian sky was covered with a heavy rain of steel, iron, and fire.
The smaller fragments and damaged void ships were first captured by the gravity of Mars, piercing through the atmosphere and roaring towards the scarlet land.

The workers, overseers, and foundry priests on Mars howled in terror,
At this moment, a figure wearing a cowboy hat, a revolver on his waist and circles of colorful ropes wrapped around his hands suddenly appeared on the ground covered with red sand.

"Nobi style flower rope. Galaxy."

Countless threads of silk crossed the sky,
The people on Mars looked at those overlapping threads in shock and stupor, covering the entire Martian sky and entangled every piece of debris and broken starship that fell into the Martian atmosphere. For a moment, it seemed as if the Milky Way was hanging in the sky.

At the same time, the broken steel ring was finally unable to withstand the huge gravity of Mars and began to fall into the atmosphere.

Zhou Yun pushed open the red and pink wooden door outside the atmosphere and stood in front of the blazing steel ring.

He held a bright red cape in his hand.

The cloak swung violently and collided with the steel ring that crashed into the Martian atmosphere.
The steel ring seemed to be bounced away by the soft cloth, and turned around and flew into the depths of the void.

The countless creatures on Mars who had escaped the disaster were watching this scene in horror. Many of them had already knelt on the ground and began to praise Om Messiah.

The great sage Belisarius Doraemon noticed this scene. He quickly stood under the metal statue of Saint Doraemon in a bright red robe and shouted loudly with the loudspeaker installed in his body:
"Praise be to all the creatures on Mars!"

"This is the original power. The miracle created by Saint Doraemon!"

"Praise be to the chosen ones of the God of All Things!"

"It's because of the original power. Saint Doraemon has landed on Mars."

"But you should remember that the original power is not God!"

(End of this chapter)