Warhammer: My buddy has too many secrets!

Chapter 166 The Starlight Slightly Ignites

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The Shadow Devourer's warhammer relentlessly pounded against Lancelot's shield! Although Lancelot was able to withstand the blows, the Unbreakable Lake Light in his hand could not find a better opportunity to attack.

Although the inviolable domain suppresses spiritual power, even so, this monster still possesses immense brute strength.

Fortunately, Lancelot was accompanied by the Grey Knights. With Lancelot blocking the attack head-on, the Grey Knights' psionic halberds, which attacked from all directions, were able to pose a threat to the demon.

Unfortunately, their defenses were far too weak. Every time the demon of the past swung its terrifying lightning claws, it was accompanied by the collapse of at least one psionic armor and the serious injury of a gray knight.

But it was precisely because of the Grey Knights' presence that Lancelot was able to catch his breath for a moment and maintain this fragile balance.

The black lion, formed from Lancelotia's spatial psionic energy, pounced on the demon, but the demon merely waved its hand to create a twisted and deformed wolf, which then tore into the black lion.

Perhaps it's necessary to re-enter its overload state?

Lancelot was feeling rather frustrated. He had been constantly suppressed by the demon in front of him. He had been here for so long, and he had never faced such a disadvantage before!

As someone who felt no pressure, Lancelot immediately wanted to use the Emperor's Blood to summon the weasel spirit and explode at the guy in front of him.

But just as Lancelot was pondering this, the Emperor's words seemed to appear before his eyes.

"Don't repeat the same mistakes."

Lancelot heard a sound that seemed to come from nowhere.

Repeating the same mistakes?

Lancelot frowned. Speaking of which, when the Emperor was on the Vengeful Spirit, he had considered absorbing the power of the Dark Lord to prepare for battle against Horus, who was blessed by the Four Gods, but was ultimately dissuaded by his friends.

Now, it's like yesterday is repeating itself, so a voice pops up to remind him.

Perhaps this is the effect of the emperor's blood?

Lancelot frowned, then took a deep breath, calmed himself, and focused his mind to try to communicate with the cold, black sun.

"What should I do?"

Lancelot asked this question.

"Delay, then leave."

"You're not the one who should be expelled; I'll help you."

Hearing these sounds faintly, Lancelot suddenly saw the image of the Emperor appear before his eyes. It seemed to be the figure of a weasel, practicing endless martial arts before him.

Lancelot took a deep breath. The Emperor was guiding him to break out of this situation, so he decided to trust the judgment of the yellow weasel.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Psionic sparks swirled around the monster, as psionic power halberds attacked the shadowy demon from all sides.

Bombs and psionic energy, lightning also try to weaken its existence from various angles, and countless lists of demons are being turned!

These are essential books for every Grey Knight. These handwritten copies generally record typical cases of demonic appearances, some sacred prayers for prayer, and many duties that Grey Knights should perform.

The books themselves also involve some forbidden knowledge. All the books are specially bound with holy materials that have been baptized in prayer, and the spines are made from the relics of saints. Through day and night prayers, these books have already possessed powerful spiritual energy. However, even if a hundred or so spiritualists, who can be regarded as a think tank, cast spells together, it would be difficult to stop the demon in front of them.

But Lancelot took a deep breath at that moment. The Grey Knights were binding the demon in front of him with psychic shackles, and Lancelot was ready, determined to abandon some of his defenses and launch a fierce attack to create an opportunity.

All I need to do is ensure that the Grey Knights and Titans are not destroyed; I don't actually need to drive out the demons in front of me. If that's the case, then all I need is one chance!

So Lancelot stepped forward, sword in hand.

As the terrifying power claws attacked, Lancelot stopped dodging and instead seized the momentary opening, sacrificing a huge wound to his body to shake off the claws in exchange for a chance to swing his sword!

From a mortal's perspective, the two figures transformed into a patch of black mist under the nightlight, sparks bursting down like a torrential rain over the entire Vengeance Soul, the air filled with a dense, continuous, teeth-grinding clanging of metal.

The sound of swords rubbing against each other was sharp and piercing, but Lancelot's figure was no longer being constantly pushed back as before.

With the blessing of the inviolable domain, even if it cannot completely weaken the power of the demon in front of him, it is enough to make his actions bound by the rules of the real universe.

This means that it takes time for it to exert its strength, but as long as it can seize the opportunity and gain the upper hand, it can overcome the strong with the weak!

This is a victory for technology!

Every Space Marine learns this skill, and if they become strong enough, they can become the company's champion.

Lancelot now has a score of nearly 180. According to the tabletop game's rules, the Primarch's score is usually between 350 and 450. Compared to Robert Guilliman in his normal state, Lancelot might still be 170 points behind. But now, with the Emperor's boundless martial arts, Lancelot is able to fight against this former shadow.

As the battle progressed, the things inherent in this body and the skills transmitted by the emperor became even more proficient in his mind.

Fortunately, this former shadow did not acquire the exquisite skills that Fogrim possessed; otherwise, the only way to create an opportunity for Lancelot would probably be for the Grey Knight to launch a suicidal attack.

But now, with the martial arts taught by the Emperor, Lancelot constantly parries and deflects the opponent's force at perfect angles before launching a counterattack.

Despite the presence of numerous Grey Knights providing support, casualties were still inevitable. Even Lancelot's abdomen was horribly ripped open by the power claws, but at the moment of injury, a turning point gradually emerged.

Just as the opponent swung his hammer, attempting to severely injure him, the Emperor gave a signal, and Lancelot seized the opportunity at that crucial moment! No longer caring about the jets behind him, he burst forth with dazzling light almost instantly, lunged forward, reversed his grip on his sword, pressed the hilt against his chest, and fiercely thrust the Undying Lake Light into the chest of the shadow demon.

But at that moment, the sword struck an incredibly hard piece of armor, which blocked the sword. Seeing this, Lancelot clicked his tongue.

This sword used to be incredibly sharp, but it was clearly no match for the Emperor's Sword in the face of this demon.

However, this was within Lancelot's expectations.

He was already prepared for a tough battle, even with the support of the Grey Knights.

But now, under attack, this former shadow demon roared, its bones cracking, and the Destroyer's Hammer in its right hand slammed down towards Lancelot! The speed was so great that, to others, it almost appeared as a scimitar!

In this situation, if they wait for him to exert his full strength, Jiping can only take the attack with half of his body and shield.

Yes, right now.

One figure suddenly burst forth from among the Grey Knights, unleashing a spiritual power several times greater than the combined power of all the Grey Knights! He slammed into the Worldbreaker's giant hammer, composed of shadows, shattering it in two!

"well done!"

Lancelot let out a low growl, threw down his sword, poured all his power into the shield in front of him, and slammed it forward with all his might.

The pristine lake was blasted away, the demon was instantly repelled, and a beam of light carried him toward the interior of the Soul of Vengeance. However, after this attack, the true name of the Twilight King on the shield also dimmed.

Lancelot took a deep breath, then hurled the Imperial Cross Shield, smashing it into the demon and pinning it against the wall!

In that instant, the other Grey Knights also unleashed their maximum psionic energy output without hesitation, transforming into an arc of light that struck the demon.

The psionic lightning continued to pin the demon against the wall, the psionic energy disintegrating its body and suppressing its movements, while the shield flew back into Lancelot's hand, which he then hurled behind him.

The shield silently traced an arc, flying into space through the gap where the Grey Knights had boarded.

At that very moment, all the main cannons completed their charging and fired, but at that very moment, the Imperial Cross had already arrived above the Titan—

Countless spears of light hurtled toward the Titan, but at that moment, all the cannons were deflected.

All the light spears converged into the shield, and terrifying energy flowed into the shield, carrying it as it smashed into the surface of the Titan. Then, the runes of the One-Eyed King began to flash.

A certain kind of psychic energy was awakened, and the next moment, within the Titan satellite, the taboo dark technology was awakened under the power of the massive psychic energy.

A massive psionic claw suddenly emerged from the Titan satellite, slamming into the Vengeful Spirit and violently tearing a large section of it from the ship's hull.

This area is where Lancelot and the Grey Knights are located.

At that moment, the entire machine spirit of the Vengeance Soul let out a wail! The ship was separated in an instant, and across space, Lancelot saw the demon in the distance.

A few cocoons appeared on its body, and then the demon tore open the fleshy cocoons, and four arms shot out!

Lancelot's brows furrowed suddenly.

What is this? Was it just an juvenile they fought?

But at that very moment, what appeared from behind the shadows set off an alarm bell that resounded throughout Lancelot's soul.

It was a demonic sword that seemed to roar with the spirits of countless souls. It first emerged from the shadows, followed by the tip of the sword, the Black Legion's Lord, Chaos Warmaster Abaddon.

He carried the demon sword to the breach in the Vengeful Spirit.

At this moment, Lancelot also met the eyes of the Great Raider. Even from a distance, Lancelot could see that the War Commander's eyes were filled with gloom and cold killing intent.

But just as the Chaos War General was about to order the attack.

The distant starlight flickered for a moment. A faint light began to bloom, not enough to be seen throughout the entire Milky Way, but it did have a real effect on the solar system.

In an instant, all the demons in the entire solar star field seemed to be scorched by surging flames, letting out a mournful cry.

howl.

Even the Primarchs that had completed their cocooning showed signs of fear! This was a sign that the Star Torch was about to reignite, and any demon with a modicum of sense should understand that this was a signal for their retreat.

Lancelot's expression relaxed slightly, but he still waved his hand and summoned the shield back into his hand. At this moment, Chaos Warmaster Abaddon's face became even more furious.

"Lancelot, I'll remember you."

Abbott said this on the public channel.

Lancelot could naturally receive this frequency, but looking at the Chaos Warmaster Abaddon, who was about to be defeated, and seeing him still uttering harsh words before leaving, Lancelot couldn't help but sneer: "But I won't remember you, Chaos's lackey. Why weren't you buried under the palace with your brothers?"