Warhammer 40k: Melee Warriors

With a nervous look, Khorne glanced to his side and discovered that the warrior he had painstakingly discovered had also attracted the attention of other gods. Fearing that these scoundrels would steal his good warrior, he suddenly sprang into action, transforming the armrest of his throne into a long blade and slashing fiercely at Tzeentch, whom he could not fathom.

"Stir...stir what?"

Before Tzeentch could finish speaking, Khorne chopped him to pieces with a single blow.

Chapter 618: I am the Destroyer of Humanity—Draconion

Khorne struck swiftly and fiercely, and the other two gods only realized what had happened when Tzeentch's avatar dissipated.

Slaanesh let out a slightly excited scream, pulling himself out of the lewd mist. He brandished a weapon in each of his six hands at Khorne, "Haha! Has the battle here excited you? Perfect! The countless asses offered by my servants have made my sixty thousand-plus penises excitedly tug at the ground!"

Having said that, Slaanesh attacked Khorne.

Nurgle, who was knitting clothes for the plague children, stared blankly for a moment, then shook his head and muttered, "What a pair of lunatics..."

Nurgle vanished, leaving only the two evil gods, Khorne and Slaanesh, to wreak havoc in the warp. Their weapons clashed violently, and their flesh and blood splattered everywhere, plunging the Gothic Sector's warp into utter chaos.

Even without the invasion of the Chaos Legion, the Gothic Sector would still bear the deep curse of two gods. Bloodthirsty slaughter and immoral indulgence would be branded on the souls of everyone for over a hundred years. In order to remove the curse of the evil gods, the Inquisition needs to use the pure fire to judge every corner of the world.

The battle between Khorne and Slaanesh is unknown to people in the real world. Komi controls Markarth's body and kicks away the dead wolf brothers to provoke Abaddon into a duel between warriors.

Warmaster Abaddon could neither refuse nor would he refuse. He was chosen by the gods, and to retreat here would mean that Khorne would be disappointed in him. From then on, the World Eater would no longer respond to the Black Legion's call and would become a great enemy to hunt down the Black Legion.

Besides this reason, Abaddon also longed to avenge his dead guards!

These elite members of the Black Legion were handpicked by him over the past ten thousand years. He had finally managed to gather twenty of them, but today, seven of them were lost at the hands of Marcus!

Continuing to send the Wolf Brothers to besiege the area would clearly be a foolish decision. Whether to preserve his strength or to maintain the Warmaster's prestige, Abaddon had no choice but to accept Markus's challenge.

After closing his eyes and then opening them, Abaddon's chaotic power transformed into a terrifying aura capable of distorting the laws of physics. At this moment, not only Space Marine bombs, but even Earthshaker cannonballs could not penetrate Abaddon's protection.

So what about the Howler Shotgun? This weapon, which possesses magical power due to its special design, could it tear through Abaddon's protection?

Komi was very curious about this question, but unfortunately, both Markus and Otto inherited Komi's terrible passive ability of missing with ranged weapons 100%, and could only rely on the old-fashioned spear throwing and throwing knife to deal with distant enemies.

Upon seeing Abaddon draw the Draconian Blade and open his Horus Claw, Komi roared, "Fight!" using Markarth's body, and then charged forward bravely.

Despite being an enemy, Abaddon secretly admired Markus's ferocity. He even suspected that Markus was not a bodyguard transformed from a Slaanesh demon, but a powerful Khorne demon bound by Otto using unknown methods.

Despite his praise, Abaddon showed no mercy in his attack on Markus, aiming to kill him with every move.

The unstoppable demonic sword slashed across, and Abaddon left the defensive problem to Markus to solve. He then said coldly with a solemn expression, "Tell me your name, so I can introduce my defeated opponent to others."

These words didn't make Komi nervous; instead, they made Korne so anxious he wanted to curse.

He severed one of Slaanesh's arms with his greatsword, and while enduring the painful yet pleasurable screams of the Lord of Desire, he couldn't help but pray.

Marcus... please don't reveal your identity! If that damn transvestite finds out you're Marcus, he'll do everything he can to steal you away!!!

As a result of Khorne's momentary lapse in concentration, Slaanesh, who was being suppressed by Him, immediately seized the opportunity. Slaanesh stabbed Khorne's armpit with his longsword, which resembled a straw, and said with a look of ecstasy as he smelled the blood on Khorne's body.

"The scent is strong and powerful, so strong!"

"Go away!"

Komi naturally couldn't hear Khorne's thoughts, but he really hadn't thought of calling out Markus's name. He was also afraid that Markus would be recognized by the masked dancer, so when Abaddon asked him a question, he called out the name he had prepared.

"You don't need to know who I am, you only need to know that you will die at the hands of the Legion of the Dead!"

The Legion of the Dead? What is that?

Abaddon frowned at the unfamiliar name, but he didn't think it was just something Komi made up; he believed it was an ancient organization operating in the shadows.

His curiosity about Marcus grew stronger, and he even hoped that the sword strike would not kill Marcus, but only severely injure him, so that he would have the opportunity to interrogate him and get the answers to many questions.

Abaddon was lost in thought when Komi's gaze was fixed on the surface of the demonic sword. The surface of this powerful sword, which could be described as a human-specific weapon, was actually covered with countless faces of souls, just like his arm, which he had formed from his own soul.

The souls on the surface of the Demon Sword were arranged in a chaotic and distorted manner, each face screaming in pain, while the faces on Komi's soul arm were arranged neatly, all peaceful sleeping faces.

This seems to suggest that the Demon Sword devours souls, while Komi's act of taking in souls is fundamentally different.

I wonder if my Soul Axe can withstand the Demon Sword's strike...

Koji thought to himself, he himself wasn't very confident. If this strike contained the power of a critical hit, he certainly wouldn't have such doubts.

The demon sword itself—Draconion—was also very dissatisfied with Abaddon, even hating his incompetence and stupidity for turning himself, who had the power to destroy the future of humanity, into a harmless longsword.

Think back to how dashing he was in the past, possessing bodies everywhere during the Cyber ​​Wars, from ordinary guards to Titans sweeping across mountains, they were all just puppets he used to slaughter humans!

And Abaddon... weak Abaddon... incompetent Abaddon!

He actually only bound me into the shape of a demonic sword!

How inefficient was my killing technique? Yet he was still smug about my sharpness.

If I ever get rid of this idiot's shackles, I will make Abaddon pay a thousandfold for what he did in the past!

Draconion roared inwardly. Although he utterly despised and hated Abaddon, this did not make him weak in attack.

The desire to devour souls remains constant. Draconion began to anticipate the wonderful scene of his sword severing Markus's body. If there were a real flesh, he would even drool over the taste of Markus's soul.

You're pretty good, kid! You killed seven wolf brothers who subdued the demon with their souls and bodies, but this is where you can go.

Because of me!

Draconion, the destroyer of humanity!

I will end you here!

Chapter 619: The Demonic Sword of Kidney Deficiency

Before me there are no geniuses or warriors, only broken bodies devoid of souls!

Draconion shouted arrogantly, causing the sword to emit a mysterious hum.

The next moment, the axe blade and the sword clashed together. Abaddon was surprised by the unfamiliar resistance he felt in his hand, while the invincible and unbreakable demonic sword let out a series of painful howls.

"This! How is this possible! How is this possible?!" Draconian felt his chaotic nature actually calm down in the collision, and some of the billions of souls he had devoured were disgusted and vomited out, floating and swirling around the sword.

This collision actually injured the demonic sword that even the emperor was helpless against! And Koken, who accomplished such a feat, still doesn't understand the reason behind it.

I actually suppressed the Demon Sword?

At this moment, Koji had only one thought in his mind. Then, he struck a blow when the enemy was down, holding the axe handle with both hands and slashing fiercely at the demonic sword, as if he wanted to completely cut the demonic weapon in half.

Abaddon, who was confident of victory, was once again thwarted. He couldn't understand why the Demon Sword had lost the battle against Markarth.

His fear of Marcus also increased, which led him to adopt a conservative offensive strategy, constantly parrying Marcus's heavy blows and looking for opportunities to counterattack.

Abaddon's choice quickly put him in an even more difficult situation, as Komi's passive was about to be fully stacked, and this fierce attack would definitely make the Demon Sword suffer even more.

"Smash it!"

Komi's eyes gleamed as he leaped into the air, his body fully extended like a crescent moon, concentrating all his strength on the Soul Axe in his hand.

Abaddon sensed the unusual nature of the attack and tried to dodge, but Otto was no pushover; several spears flew from his hands and shot towards Abaddon.

Abaddon was protected by a chaotic field, but Otto's fifth spear throw successfully pierced through it, creating a fleeting hole. Although it didn't injure Abaddon, it was enough to slow his dodge for a moment.

Thus, the Demon Sword inevitably clashed with the Soul Axe...

what! ! ! ! !

A huge scream and shockwave came together, forcefully pushing Markus, who was wearing Terminator armor, away.

He rolled a few times on the ground, quickly got up and looked ahead, and found that Abaddon was standing still in the center of the storm, and the magic sword in his hand was completely undamaged.

what?

This is a blow that's destined to be a critical hit!

Even Khorne's throne can leave a scratch, yet it can't wound Draconion?

Is this demon, born from humanity's first murder, really that difficult to deal with and kill? No wonder the Emperor threw him into the body of the Imperial Guard, keeping him as far away from humans as possible.

A sense of powerlessness suddenly rose in Koji's heart, but he quickly rallied. Although he couldn't damage the Demon Sword, being able to collide with it without being damaged was already quite powerful! All the other weapons that were qualified to contend with the Demon Sword were legendary artifacts of this world.

Abaddon had also recovered from the shock. Looking at the familiar appearance of the Demon Sword, his worries vanished. He said to Komi, "I thought your so-called Legion of the Dead had a divine weapon to counter the Demon Sword. Now it seems that I was just overthinking it. I let you attack me at will just now, now it's my turn!"

Abaddon charged again, but this time the feeling was completely different for Komi. It seemed that he had grasped Komi's movement patterns and attack rhythm in the brief battle just now, and knew Komi's next move as well as a butcher who had cut up hundreds or thousands of livestock.

For a moment, Koji was at a loss as to how to deal with Abaddon's new offensive. He felt that no matter what he did, Abaddon had already predicted his weakness and launched a fatal attack.

A horizontal slash! Abaddon dodged by tilting his head back.

Vertical cleave! Abaddon shifted his stance, and his claws slashed across Gu Jian's chest, cutting off many iron filings.

Komi made a series of mistakes in close combat. He had suppressed many enemies with the swift momentum of the Soul Axe, but now he felt helpless against Abaddon. This weapon was still a bit cumbersome compared to a longsword.

In the end, Abaddon broke through Komi's defense, seized the opportunity when Komi was retreating, and closed in. No matter what, Komi could not escape his next attack.

The demonic sword slashed toward Komi's throat, and a new head would be placed on Abaddon's trophy rack!

Boom~

The soft bullets made a rather comical sound that echoed across the battlefield.

Abaddon was stunned for a moment, and Komi was also stunned. The two warriors, who were about to fight to the death, stared at each other for a few seconds, and then their eyes fell on the magic sword.

The demonic sword, which was just moments ago incredibly sharp and capable of cutting eyes with a single glance, was now limp and hanging down like a tongue. The comical, soft, and bouncy sound it made just now was the demonic sword slashing... and striking Markus's neck.

“This…” Abaddon’s eyes widened. He thought that Markus had some mysterious artifact that was interfering with the power of the magic sword.

Gu Jian just laughed a few times, realizing that his fierce attack earlier hadn't been in vain; the demonic sword must have been weakened by that critical hit.

"Haha, that sky-high braid." Marcus mocked mercilessly, "Your magic sword can no longer stand up, and your braid will soon lie flat on your bald head just like that."

"What have you done, you bastard!" In a fit of rage, Abaddon stabbed the Claw of Horus toward Markarth's chest, and still somewhat defiant, he swung the magic sword again.

Komi focused on dealing with Horus's Claw attacks, letting the limp magic sword slap around him at will, the comical sounds gradually driving Abaddon's sanity to zero.

This is the symbol of my War Commander... This is proof of my election... This is the inevitability of humanity's destruction... This is the only way to kill the false emperor...

But how could he... how could he have become so powerless! So weak!!!

Abaddon roared inwardly. His change in mindset caused a flaw in his fierce offensive. Komi used the last bit of his Xuan-style defensive armor to withstand the attack of Horus's Claw, then withdrew his heavy axe and threw two punches at Abaddon's face.

Your face has blocked countless attacks in the past and future, so can you block my relentless barrage of heavy punches now?

The first few punches landed on Abaddon's face without causing any injury. Instead, they made Marcus's hand bones tremble and ache. But when the fifth punch was thrown, the situation changed drastically. Abaddon's facial features were distorted by the heavy punch, his skin was scraped, his teeth were loose, and blood was stuck in his mouth that he could not spit out.

Compared to the injuries on his face, the dizziness from the punches was more deadly. Under Marcus's barrage of heavy blows, Abaddon was unable to even retaliate. He could only stagger backward, trying to avoid falling to the ground and losing all hope of fighting back.

The Warlord had never been in such a sorry state before. The remaining Wolf Brothers disobeyed his orders and rushed forward to try to rescue the Warlord from Markus.