This is our Warhammer journey

Chapter 92 Kabanha is fearless
"Blood sacrifice to the blood god!"

The whip screamed in the air, followed by a dull explosion.

The flames spread death, and with every roar of the bloodthirsty demon, the surrounding swarms of insects screamed and melted.

From above, the Forge World, once a scene of mechanized beauty, has become a literal inferno, a burning purgatory.

The mechanical shells used to isolate exhaust gas and dust disappeared without a trace, and the production lines that once supplied various equipment to the entire star region collapsed. Flammable materials were burning violently, and the fire pillars emitted black smoke. The scorching temperature difference caused strong winds to blow around.

"Come, soulless puppet, let me drown you in purgatory."

In the center of the chaos, Kabanha stretched out his broken wings.

As the skeleton unfolded, the tendons and fascia grew rapidly. In just the blink of an eye, the wings were reforged in the molten fire.

Looking around from his position, there were no remains of civilization, only endless lava and raging fire, as if he was in a burning crater.

boom! boom! boom!
Heavy footsteps crushed the lava, and a giant beast with two horns on its head took a step forward.

The Norn Assimilate dropped its broken arm's Macrophagia weapon.

call--

The naan bread falling from the sky exploded, and a weapon worm fell, then climbed onto the broken arm of the Norn Assimilate and began to grow rapidly. After completing the connection with the nervous system, a brand new psychic blade began to emit a deep and dim light.

The effect of long-range weapons was quite poor, including psychic radiation tissue, which could only tear the thin wings and could not even scratch Kabanha's armor.

A tough enemy.

If Romulus was a tactical master who relied on his exaggerated command ability and mysterious military unit deployment capabilities to cause countless troubles for the Zerg's advancement, then Cabanha relied on pure personal force to make the Zerg's will feel deeply powerless.

After fighting for so long, the intensive long-range attacks were useless, the cluster encirclement was useless, and the death jumpers sent out for assassination were beheaded.

For two months, the various units sent by the Hive Mind were unable to stop the opponent's actions. Instead, they lost a huge amount of biomass, so that the human positions could not be captured for a long time.

Up to now, through collecting data on the demons that appeared in those portals, the hive mind found that only by defeating the opponent through the duel ritual can there be a chance to drive them away.

Otherwise, He would not want the Queen to hatch Norn Assimilates, a combat unit that wastes biomass.

Damn these demons from the Warp!

The Hive Mind felt that it was at a loss, but it was better to burn biomass to kill those who came to rob than to be reluctant to use it and then lose everything in the end.

The Norn Assimilate waved its four arms and then charged forward.

However, this time, the giant beast on the opposite side did not respond.

"Yes, my lord, you have given me guidance. I will capture the angel for you and head for a more glorious battlefield!"

Kabanha raised his head, bathed in the rage of war, ignored his opponent, and then looked to the north.

In his sight, a bright red light rose from the other side of the planet, penetrating the barriers of steel, crust, and lava.

The blood of the Blood God has already climbed onto the angel's weapon, like a torch guiding the believers in the fog, while also carving out the appearance of the torchbearer.

Cabanha was in ecstasy.

Ah, this blood-thirsty instinct!
Oh, this boundless fury!
"Angel!!!"

Kabanha roared, then flapped its wings and flew away, leaving its opponent behind.

For the sake of the Lord's goal, what's the harm in abandoning a war?!
This powerful enemy that has caused countless losses to the Zerg in the past two months and forced the Norn Queen to expend huge amounts of biomass to hatch Norn Assimilators to deal with it actually chose to leave?
The Norn Assimilate was stunned again, and the Hive Mind suddenly found it difficult to handle such a situation.

He discovered that although the planet was rich in biomass, it was plagued by evil enemies one after another.

Resilient humans and disruptive demons.

“Hu~hou~”

The Norn Assimilate roared, and the cooling organs on its body spewed out hot steam. Then the huge body chased in the direction of Kabanha.

Humans, demons.
Those things that prevent me from filling my hunger.

I'm going to kill you all!
hiss~
Ramses took a deep breath of the free substance in the subspace, not sure if it could be considered air.

From his perspective, he saw the red spear of the Blood God Demon Realm falling, and the crimson angel was immediately marked. He saw the bloodthirsty demon who was still fighting the Zerg away from the battlefield just to interfere in a duel.

"Khorne is really hard-working, worthy of being our second brother."

Generous and decisive enough!
It would be really hard to win this game without Khorne.

The great demon Tzeentch has too many little tricks.

slap~
Ramses made his move, and the white piece landed in an area no one expected.

stupid move.

"you lose."

Carlos makes his move.

Ramses obviously wasn't very good at playing Go, and Carlos had been deliberately feeding him pieces along the way, but since he was seeking death himself, there was really no way to save him.

Of course, Carlos was not panicking. Instead, he was looking forward to what would happen next.

It could sense the other party's ease.

"Yes, I lost."

The mage seemed very calm.

This unsurprising acceptance of the result made the other Demon Lords look sideways.

You know, the wizard acted indifferent even when he noticed that they were secretly exerting their influence on this half of the soul.

This kind of calmness is usually either a result of being confident or pure and clear.

Then all ten pairs of eyes widened, as if they had seen something unbelievable.

The soul gradually blurred and turned into fine sand, which was lifted up by the waves of the subspace, like a clay sculpture gradually melting in the sea water.

No, isn't it so tough?

Seeing that Ramses' soul was about to dissipate in the blink of an eye, the several Demon Lords panicked instantly.

We are just recruiting a colleague for our master. We are not going to take your life. Is it that serious?
This isn't like Magnus, who was shattered into pieces and then had a chance to slowly piece them together, then add some Warp Life to create a brand new Great Demon. If a person is shattered like this, refer to Saint Gladiator and the Thousand Sons who triggered the Scarlet Letter spell. Without the power of death, there's no way to save them!

Several of the Ever-Changing Demon Lords quickly cast spells of creation, but it was already meaningless.

All attempts were in vain. The soul was rapidly becoming illusory, and the remaining energy was rapidly disappearing. "Any last words?"

Carlos said lightly.

It can't see now.
"Of course."

The soul that was about to dissipate condensed, and then quickly drilled into the chessboard.

"???"

When the ever-changing demon lords saw this, they knew they had been tricked, and immediately used their most powerful spells to try to catch the escaping wizard.

"Hahahaha!"

As these demons poured in their energy, hearty laughter rang out from the chessboard, and then the various Demon Lords felt a strong pulling sensation.

"Let's embark on our journey, everyone."

not good!

Sensing something was wrong, the Demon Lords of Change immediately stopped.

Carlos and the other three Changeable Demon Lords were a step behind.

The ritual spell bound them according to the power they had previously poured out, giving them no chance to refuse, dragging the owner of this power to another world.

Carlos raised his eyes and saw the past of the chessboard, a creation without source. Then he saw the future, a long whip covered with skulls was swung towards him.

"Ok?"

Carlos tilted his head in confusion.

It remembered that it seemed to be Cabanha's whip.

The chessboard unfolded, and the shattered souls of several ever-changing demon lords merged into it, and a ritual passage connecting to Pierre was forcibly opened.

Almost at the same time, Carlos, along with the Lord of Change who had just finished casting a spell, disappeared.

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Pierre, several blue comets fell and directly hit the flying red meteor.

Carlos felt like he had hit something flying at high speed, and then he clearly felt that he was injured.

I'm bleeding?
Then I should have come to the real world.

Carlos looked at his future, then continued to calculate the present.

“Carlos!!!”

That was the roar of one of Khorne's eight most valued bloodthirsty daemons.

Carlos realized that it should be on the battlefield fighting against Cabanha.

But why are they here?
"Damn the Lord of Change!"

Kabanha stood up from the ruins, shook off the gray stones and rubble on his body, shook off the blue blood on his whip, and looked at the three huge blue eagles in front of him whose bodies were barely solid.

When it saw these evil wizards, it knew it could not leave.

These servants of the deceiver, disgusting wizards, have more than once ruined the Blood God's grand wars, making the bloodshed no longer pure.

The bloodthirsty demon breathed out a breath of fire.

No wonder, no wonder the great Blood God would mark an angel for it and even make it give up the glorious battlefield.

It turns out that the most glorious battlefield is here!
The minions of these deceivers must not be allowed to lay their hands on the Blood God's most prized possessions.

Kabanha leaped high and slashed with the axe blade in hand.

"Wait, this is a conspiracy, a trap woven by our prey to make us kill each other."

"On the stake of my honor, I will offer your heads to the Blood God."

It roars!

The Blood God's fiercest warriors would not, like the exiled Skarbrand, believe the lies of the Tzeentch demons and fall out of the Blood God's favor.

Is there a conspiracy?
Kabanha gathered all his strength and chopped off the head of the nameless demon on the spot.

As long as we kill these ever-changing demon kings, there will be no more conspiracies!
"I'll make you bleed, and only blood will come out of your broken mouths!"

It will win, and then find the angel with four heads, offering the most noble gift to the Blood God.

"Carlos!"

The roar of one of Khorne's eight most prized bloodthirsters.

"Tzeentch!!!"

In the scarlet blood domain, the roar of the Blood God resounded through the sky.

"whee--"

In the crystal maze, the Lord of Change gazed at the myriad reflections reflected in the mirror, revealing boundless joy.

Good, you did a great job!

He likes this kind of courage to put the soul onto the chessboard.

This world is actually very fair. If you want to achieve your goal, just sacrifice your soul.

The value of the soul is supreme, but ordinary people often do not know it.

And the mage can still win the bet.

The mage offered half of his soul in a unique sacrifice, creating a joke that pitted two gods against each other.

So what about next time?
The Lord of Change held the fine sand in his hands, revealing an anticipatory expression.

Until a mage swallows the bitter fruit of knowledge and is mocked by the Lord of Change, He will feel only joy.

No one doesn't want to win.

(End of this chapter)