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Chapter 136 Bruce's Flames of Revenge

Feralus unleashed a furious roar that shook the entire battlefield, his fighting spirit soaring, and he fiercely denounced, "Forgrim, you traitor!"

Forgrim sneered mockingly, completely ignoring Feralus's taunts. The eerie psychic energy surrounding him plunged the entire warp battlefield into chaos.

"See this? This is the funeral I've prepared for you, hahaha—"

The Empire already has two Primarchs, and they are winning battle after battle, posing the greatest threat to Chaos.

Even though all the demon princes are far more powerful than the original beings, they are firmly bound by the laws of the warp and cannot stay in the real universe for long.

If Felus is allowed to escape today, it will be even more difficult for Chaos to launch a large-scale invasion in the future.

Even though half of Forgrim's essence was severed by humans, he still possessed terrifying power in the heart of the warp.

In contrast, Feralus, whose very nature is incomplete and who is suppressed by the power of chaos, is constrained at every turn, and the battle is firmly controlled by chaos from beginning to end.

"Go, weigh this old stubborn fellow for me."

Countless Slaanesh demons swarmed onto his face, relentlessly attacking Feralus like a tidal wave.

Pia and Sefana wanted to unleash their inner spiritual energy to provide support again. This spiritual energy enhanced Feralus's combat power, but it also instantly provoked a strong counterattack from Forgrim.

"It's his power! It's his power!"

Forgrim was very excited. The essence of Feralas was forcibly condensed from the weapons of Slaanesh and Forgrim by Fang Yun, the commander of the Human Alliance. At that time, Fang Yun not only extracted some of Slaanesh's divine power, but also stripped half of Forgrim's essence, severely damaging Slaanesh's vitality and greatly reducing the strength of this traitorous Primarch.

Because of this deep-seated grudge, Forgrim immediately decided to deal with Pia and Sefana first.

"Forgrim, is this the price you pay for your betrayal?"

"Is this what you call perfection? You've only become more timid?"

Felus gripped the sharp blade forged from the Human Alliance warship, fighting a bloody battle amidst the surging horde of demons.

The Greater Demons were top-tier warp creations comparable to the Primarch. Although Felus could kill Greater Demons, he was easily worn down and killed by them. He relied entirely on the psionic protection of Pia and Sefana. However, once Pia and Sefana were killed by Forgrim first, he would not even be able to deal with the Greater Demons in front of him with his full strength.

Feralus's words made Forgrim's proud pride tremble, and he abandoned his plan to target Pia and Sefana.

Forgrim was enveloped in the tainted psionic aura of Slaanesh, which suddenly erupted with blinding psionic waves, completely enveloping Feralas. The malevolent power emanating from Slaanesh was tearing at his mind and will.

Forgrim curled a wicked smile and slowly approached: "Ferus, this time, I will make you fall completely into the arms of Slaanesh."

"No! We must save the Primarch!" The chapter leaders couldn't even imagine what a nightmare it would be if a resurrected Primarch were to fall again. They charged towards the center of the battlefield like madmen, and the Astartes monks fought their way through the enemy lines with their bodies and lives, carving a bloody path to Felus.

With a mere flick of his wrist, Forgrim killed dozens of Astartes who rushed forward, as easily as crushing a swarm of ants. Yet these "ants" numbered in the thousands, with several chapter leaders also present.

Now that half of his original essence has been stripped away by the Human Alliance, his strength is far less than before. If those warband leaders were to lead their teams closer, he would inevitably be disrupted in the battle.

Fugrim immediately dispatched high-ranking demons to block their path, completely cutting off their rescue efforts.

Just as he was about to deliver the fatal blow, an extreme fear and excruciating pain suddenly seized Forgrim's mind.

This was a strong psychic premonition.

The subspace barrier trembled violently, and a spatial rift appeared out of thin air. Then, a pair of giant silver-white hands reached out from the rift and yanked hard to both sides.

"revenge!"

"Revenge on the warp!"

"Avenge ourselves against the Four Gods!"

The space around them was forcibly torn apart.

The shockwave from the spatial tear plunged the battlefield into brief chaos.

All eyes were fixed on the crack, and a tall figure slowly stepped out from it.

It was a massive, silver-white metal giant that forcefully tore apart a stable warp rift with just its bare hands. Dark, multicolored flames burned around its silver-white mech, and its self-aura swept across the Weeping Legion, which was being ravaged by the Great Demon, instantly locking onto the heart of the battlefield.

"The Human Rights Alliance's equipment?"

"demon?"

With just one glance, the silver giant knew who the enemy was and who the ally was.

The Slaanesh immediately attacked, attempting to twist the suddenly intruding giant into an alien shape. Powerful Slaanesh psychic magic struck from the air, but the giant simply raised his hand and caught it.

boom!

The invisible spiritual energy spell was actually crushed.

"What a joke!"

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Sensing something was wrong, the great demon Slaanesh quickly retreated, but the giant had already vanished from his spot and reappeared in front of him the next second.

"You're the devil of pleasure, aren't you? You bastard!"

With a casual clench of his hand, the giant instantly refined the Slaanesh demon. The chaotic demon's body was completely devoured by the Chaos Furnace on its chest, and its primal power merged into the psionic flames surrounding it.

He then swung his greatsword and swept it across, instantly cleaving and disintegrating the two great demons at the pinnacle of demonic power. The immense spiritual energy was absorbed and transformed back into his own nourishment.

In an instant, all the great demons that were ravaging the various Astartes chapters were killed.

From within the rift, a massive army of mechanical humanoids emerged, their strength terrifyingly formidable.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

"Revenge on Chaos!!!"

All the chaotic demons in the arena instantly fell into extreme panic, letting out desperate howls.

"It's a demon hunter!" the demons screamed in terror.

"Demon Hunter!"

Top-tier demons, and even great demons standing at the pinnacle of demonic power, are like ants in the hands of the silver-white giant, utterly powerless to resist.

"Demon, I've come for my revenge!"

The giant raised his hand and lifted a surviving great demon, his voice cold and deep: "Tell me, where is Abaddon?"

The demons had no answer; they had no idea of ​​Abaddon's whereabouts.

The silver-white giant, its face contorted in a ferocious grin, devoured the great demon whole, its piercing screams echoing throughout the entire subspace.

Fear, an utterly agonizing fear, gripped Forgrim. He recalled his past being dominated by this silver-white giant, and was even terrified to the point of being mentally broken.

Even with half of his original power and Slaanesh's blessing, he was still crushed by this giant. Even when Slaanesh himself descended, he was severely injured. Although the core of the attack that severely injured Slaanesh was the Alliance's Aether Engine, Vogrim had no time to distinguish between them at this moment. Only one thought remained in his mind: run, run as far as possible!

With death looming close, Forgrim abandoned his plan to hunt Feralus, unleashed a psionic spell to restrain him, and then turned and fled in panic.

The psionic spell landed before Bruce, as fragile as a gentle breeze. Bruce swung his sword, the blazing psionic blade slashing directly at the fleeing Forgrim.

Even though the two were far apart, Fugrim was still terrified and made an emergency turn in mid-air.

Bruce sneered, "Try running it!"

The flying psionic blades relentlessly pursued Forgrim's escape route, never leaving his side.

"You slut! Let's see where you run now!"

Bruce sees only slaughter, the demons that slaughter everything, the demons that are constantly dying, all of which feed back to Bruce.

The powerful slashes he wields can be used to pursue enemies under his psionic control.

"ah!!!"

A piercing scream rang out, and Bruce flew swiftly toward Forgrim, eager to extract information about Abaddon's whereabouts from him.

But when he arrived at his destination, he found that Fugrim had already disappeared.

It turns out that at the moment when Forgrim was severely injured, Slaanesh used his power to distort space to forcibly rescue him. Having betrayed his original self, suffered serious injuries, and lost half of his essence, Slaanesh was already heartbroken and would never lose such an important pawn. However, the demon army under Forgrim's command was ultimately abandoned.

"Tell me, where is Abaddon!"

Another great demon fell at Bruce's feet.

"who is he?"

The sudden change on the battlefield left all the Astartes, along with their chapter commanders, completely bewildered.

In that year's war in the warp, we stood there like lackeys.

The leader of the Lamenters, Forros, was very familiar with his identity.

Frost even knew Bruce's story.

"Bruce, the strongest captain in the League of Men."

"My God, is this Bruce's power?"

"His best brother, his brother's younger brother, and his brother's younger sister all died at the hands of aliens and chaos demons, respectively."

Upon hearing the general outline of the story from Forros, all the chapter commanders were filled with awe.

"Is he... human?"

Beneath the silver-white armor was a living, breathing human being.

"It seems that he is different from other Ironmen."

With no leader and Bruce's overwhelming power, all the Slaanesh demons, Slaughter World monsters, and Chaos Warbands fled into the depths of the Warp, their rout becoming unstoppable.

Seeing the demons fleeing in panic, Bruce roared furiously, "Revenge! Kill!!! Slaughter all the demons!!!"

"Revenge, revenge, revenge!!!!"

Leading an army of thousands of mechanical humanoids, Bruce embarks on a journey to hunt down demons and seek out Abaddon.

"Captain Bruce, he... he's gone?"

Bruce left only the traces of being burned by vengeful psionic energy.

The demons fled with incredible speed. Although the Imperial fleet was caught off guard, the number of casualties among the personnel was minimal, with the vast majority of crew members surviving. The real losses were concentrated on the warships themselves. In the chaos of battle, many Imperial warships were directly rammed and torn apart by the frenzied Chaos fleet, their hulls shattered, engines destroyed, and a large number of warships completely scrapped, losing their combat and navigation capabilities. This was the core reason for the fleet's losses in this battle.

Felus was no stranger to this metal giant; he had learned of the powerful figure's name, Bruce, through the Human Alliance's intelligence records.

Driven by his overwhelming rage over Ye Bai's murder, Bruce focused all his attention on all the powerful chaotic forces.

He has yet to find Abaddon, but the vast Warp is never short of vicious demons. Since he cannot find the real Abaddon, he turns his attention to all the Chaos forces that have ever colluded with him. From then on, the name "Demon Hunter" resounds throughout the entire Warp.

A completely insane Avenger, single-mindedly focused on slaughtering demons and hunting down Abaddon, unaffected by Chaos's influence and unable to be controlled by it, and whose power grows stronger with each kill.

This super madman, whom no one dared to provoke, led a mechanical army of thousands seeking revenge for Ye Bai, rampaging through the subspace.

"Bruce? He's here?"

"Commander, should we recall him to the unit?"

Fang Yun shook his head and said, "His actions deserve the recognition of the People's Federation."

"Let him do it!"

Bruce's sudden appearance surprised even Fang Yun.

Bruce had entered the Chaos Realm in a fit of rage to wage war, but by sheer coincidence, he stumbled upon a crucial moment when Fogrim ambushed the Imperial fleet.

But this was no accident. The chaotic psionic energy surging in the area where Fugrim was located was too intense, and it was also close to the Macrag and Galun star systems. The strong energy fluctuations were too conspicuous, which eventually attracted Bruce, who was frantically hunting for revenge.

Freed from the influence of psionic magic, Feralas's fleet quickly rejoined Guilliman's main fleet.

At this point, they discovered that the fleet that Ferrus was in was not far away, but was affected by the distorted space.

When Guilliman learned of Bruce's news, he and all the high command of the fleet were extremely shocked.

Guilliman had heard of Bruce before, though they had only met once; Feralus, on the other hand, had interacted with Bruce more frequently while fleeing from pursuit, and was therefore more familiar with him. He never expected that the crazed man would save him, protect the vast majority of the fleet, and even kill seven or eight archdemons and a large number of demons from the world of slaughter in one fell swoop, and severely injure Forgrim.

Such a formidable record made Guilliman take notice of the entire FIFA.

Ferrus also told Guilliman that the silver-white mech giant piloted by Bruce was equipped with an extremely powerful special device. Commander Fang Yun of the Human Alliance had mentioned that even Ferrus himself could theoretically pilot it. However, Fang Yun did not expect that Bruce would be the first to master the method of control.

Even Guilliman, Felus, and even the great sage Caul, who was an expert in mechanical creation, had no doubt that the combat power of this mech might have already surpassed that of an Emperor-class Titan.

The entire fleet was plunged into a state of extreme tension.

The sudden attack by Forgrim, coupled with the Chaos Fleet's frenzied ramming, completely destroyed a large number of warships. In total, the fleet had lost another ten percent of its warships on this expedition, and everyone on the ship was extremely heavy-hearted.

Fortunately, thanks to Bruce's participation in the battle, which repelled the demons, the crew's survival rate was extremely high, and there were no large-scale casualties, which was a small consolation in the face of adversity.

After a brief period of chaos, an even more dire predicament loomed ahead: the fleet had completely lost its course, and even the Eldar's assistance was of no use.

At this moment, they were in the core area of ​​the Great Rift. The Eldar had extremely weak control over the network in this area, and their meager control left them helpless, leaving them in a state of confusion.

Just when everyone was at a loss, a mysterious light originating from Terra flickered deep within the warp, and a clear psionic message pierced through the chaotic mist, pointing the fleet in the right direction.

However, this sudden guidance was met with collective skepticism from the entire fleet.

The Great Rift has opened, and a violent warp storm is sweeping everything, distorting all normal rules.

For Guilliman, this was the only glimmer of hope in his desperate situation, meaning the fleet finally had a direction to move forward.

However, many others believe that with the subspace storm swirling in the heart of Chaos, it would be impossible to receive Terra's psionic beacon signal, which is most likely a deadly conspiracy orchestrated by the forces of Chaos.

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