Warhammer: Empire Reboot

The dense barrage of bullets, like a metal waterfall flowing upstream, poured down on Skragh's body.

Sparks flew everywhere.

The large-caliber armor-piercing bullets struck the Great Demon's body, which was composed of brass and demonic muscles, without leaving even a scratch.

The warhead was forcibly deflected by the hard muscles and exploded in mid-air, leaving at most a fleeting spark on its dark red skin.

When the high-temperature plasma rays struck its breastplate, they only produced a puff of white smoke and couldn't even make the brass glow red.

A laser rifle shot at it has the same effect as a flashlight. A Space Marine's explosive bomb is merely a scratch.

Skrag felt the attack as light as a tickle. A hint of savagery and contempt flashed in its burning pupils.

It moved.

Its massive body took a step forward. This step covered a distance of nearly a hundred meters.

boom!

The Great Demon's enormous foot, covered in brass bone spikes, stomped fiercely into the ranks of the assassins.

The twelve platoon-level assassins, along with their weapons, were instantly crushed into a bloody pulp.

The ground was trampled into a huge crater several meters deep.

A White Tiger power armor unit at the very front of the formation attempted to dodge.

The speed of the Great Demon defies the laws of physics.

Its left hand lashed out with a blood-fire whip. The whip tore through the air, producing a sonic boom, and precisely wrapped around the waist of the white tiger power armor.

"Crack!"

The power armor's terracotta shell, living metal lining, and the skeleton of the assassin, comparable to that of a Proto-Forged Space Marine, were as fragile as plastic toys under the strangulation of the Bloodfire Whip.

The White Tiger assassin was strangled in two, his internal organs and blood splattered all over the ground.

Skrager swung his Khorne axe in his right hand.

The pinnacle of physical power erupts.

This single axe strike is enough to cleave the load-bearing leg of an Imperial Titan, or to tear a super-heavy Poisonblade tank weighing hundreds of tons in half like chopping wood.

The massive axe blade whipped up a violent hurricane, cutting directly into the densest part of the assassins' formation.

The ceramic storm shield is useless against the axe blade.

Limbs and severed arms flew through the air. With a single sweep, over two hundred company commanders and platoon leaders were cut in half at the waist. Two White Tiger power armors attempting to attack from the flanks were struck by the aftershocks of the giant axe. Their dark silver armor instantly dented and shattered.

Absolute overwhelming power.

Lawson stood at a distance, watching the more than three hundred elite assassins instantly evaporate, especially the three White Tiger power armors that had been turned into scrap metal.

Beneath the mask, Lawson's teeth were clenched so tightly they were grinding together.

Each White Tiger Power Armor requires a massive amount of resources and living metal to modify.

The entire army had only 46 units, and three of them were destroyed in less than a minute after the battle began.

The pain was so intense it caused me to bleed.

Lawson was well aware of the current situation.

This high-level demon was extremely difficult to kill. Conventional artillery fire could only enrage it, and trying to overwhelm it with sheer numbers was a cardinal sin in warfare.

The defining characteristic of the Khorne demon is its ability to absorb the anger and blood of the battlefield.

The more blood the assassins shed, the more brutal the carnage on the battlefield, and the stronger Skragg's power becomes.

If they continue to fight tooth and nail in this enclosed underground cavern, even if they filled it with 30,000 elite soldiers, it would only be enough to fill its teeth.

We have to resort to some underhanded tactics.

The living metal wings on Lawson's back instantly unfurled.

The engines roared. The Tiger King armor rose from the ground and hovered in mid-air less than three hundred meters above Skragh's head.

Lawson activated the external speaker module on the armor and turned the volume up to the maximum.

"Hey! You red-skinned bitch with a dog's head!"

Lawson's voice boomed like thunder in the underground cavern, drowning out the demon's roar.

Skrager abruptly raised his head, his burning eyes fixed on the flying insect in mid-air.

"Look at you, you stupid thing, being summoned here like a dog."

Lawson raised his master-level power sword, the tip pointing directly at the Great Demon's nose.

"Do you know how your useless deputy died?"

Skragh let out a low growl. The Chaos Lord who had been blown up on the wrecked spaceship was one of his direct subordinates.

“I blew it to pieces, I smashed that spaceship full of you red-skinned bastards.”

Lawson continued his relentless barrage of attacks, each word precisely hitting the line that the Great Demon Khorne couldn't cross.

"And those bloodthirsty demons and fleshhounds that you just killed, did you discover that they can't roll back into the warp to be reborn after they die?"

Lawson sneered, "I chewed their souls to pieces. I chewed them until there wasn't a crumb left. You followers of Khorne, your souls taste like moldy dung that's been sitting around for a hundred years."

"You want a soul? You want a blood sacrifice?"

Lawson turned around and flew toward the exit above the hole.

"I'm right here. Come and get me if you dare, you cripple and idiot who's only fit to lick a bitch's toes!"

This crude, malicious, and incisive provocation instantly ignited all of Skaragg's anger.

The Great Demon paid no heed to the swarms of assassins firing like ants around it. Its enormous brass eyes held only Lordson, this blasphemous insect who dared to desecrate the Blood God.

"die!!"

Skragh let out a roar that echoed through the heavens. The sound waves shattered large sections of rock above the cavern.

Its enormous, fifty-meter-wide wings flapped suddenly behind it.

Amidst howling winds, the massive, thirty-meter-tall body rose from the ground.

Skrag, wielding its blood-fire whip and giant axe, charged out of the abyss with a terrifying speed completely disproportionate to its size, relentlessly pursuing Lawson.

The human and the demon transformed into two shooting stars, one silver and one red, directly shattering several decks of Nest No. 1 and breaking through the thick clouds.

The tactic of luring the enemy was successful.

Lawson flew ahead, with Skrager chasing frantically behind.

The giant axe grazed the soles of Lawson's feet several times, carving out visible vacuum fractures in the air.

The Bloodfire Whip lashed repeatedly against Lawson's defensive field, sparking bursts of dazzling sparks.

Taking advantage of the small size of his armor, Lawson constantly made extreme maneuvers in the air, keeping the Great Demon on tenterhooks.

The chase lasted a full fifteen minutes.

Lawson lured the Khorne Demon out of the defensive perimeter of the five hive cities and into a desolate, red wilderness hundreds of kilometers away from the first main planet.

The surface here is covered with huge meteorite craters, and the fierce winds whip up red dust that blots out the sun.

There were no mortals, and no blood sacrifices for sustenance.

Lawson suddenly hovered in mid-air.

Then, he fell vertically like a shooting star, crashing heavily onto the rocky ground of the wilderness, creating a large crater.

Lawson stood up and retracted his living metal wings.

Turn around and look up.

The massive body of the Great Demon Skragg followed closely behind, landing heavily less than a hundred meters from Lawson.

The seismic waves generated upon impact flattened the surrounding sand dunes.

"Not running away anymore? Bug."

Skarrag's synthesized sounds were like two huge pieces of cast iron rubbing together, making the air hum.

"Your bones will become decorations on my throne."

Lawson twisted his neck and planted the power sword in the rock beside him.

He surveyed the desolate surroundings and let out a cold laugh.

“I’ve been looking for a long time. This place has good feng shui and would be suitable as your burial site.”

"Arrogant meat paste!"

Skrag had completely lost its patience. It stomped its right foot, shattering the rock, and its massive body charged towards Lawson like a cannonball. The giant axe, with the force of splitting the heavens and earth, cleaved down upon him.

Lawson did not back down.

The right brain's swarm intelligence instantly completed hundreds of thousands of calculations regarding the demon's muscle exertion and axe blade trajectory.

Lawson's body moved almost parallel to the ground for more than ten meters.

boom!

Khorne's giant axe struck the spot where Lawson had been standing.

The hard rocky earth was cut open like tofu, creating a rift valley hundreds of meters long and bottomless.

In the instant he dodged, all thirty-six shadow wheels behind Lawson shot out simultaneously.

The supersonic spinning living metal disc traced thirty-six silver death trails in the air, precisely cutting into the Great Demon's joints and armor gaps.

Jingle bells!

A series of metallic clanging sounds rang out.

Desperate defensive capabilities.

The Great Demon's brass armor has been tempered by subspace energy millions of times, making it far more durable than the reactive armor of Imperial warships.

Thirty-six shadow wheels slashed at it, leaving only white marks on the surface or barely wetting the shallow muscles in the gaps of the armor, unable to cause any substantial damage.

One of the Shadow Wheels even struck the Great Demon's collar around his neck, only to be deflected by the red light emanating from the collar.

"Are you tickling me, you piece of trash?"