Warhammer, how did I become Butcher's Nail!

Oedipus looked at the lieutenant in front of him. These men were Nostrama's elite soldiers who had studied in Nukelia, and he did not want them to die here.

“Lord Oedipus, we are the hope of mankind. How are we any different from those deserters if we leave here?”

"I know who our adversaries are. Whether they are aliens or demons, the Nostramo people are not all cowards!"

The lieutenant looked firmly at Oedipus.

"Stay here, Lieutenant, and live well."

Oedipus ordered a company of his echelon to stay behind to help the Nostramas hold their position, and then he turned and ran ahead. The Nukelians respected everyone's choice.

I've lost contact with Iyab!

"Phoenix, how far are we from him?"

[500 meters, 400 meters, damn it, he's in the sky! Nine's here!] || 8*》”

As Phoenix finished speaking, Oedipus saw the enormous creature land heavily on the ground, causing the earth to tremble, and its domineering gaze swept across the surroundings.

Oedipus was deeply shaken and gripped his chainsaw sword tightly.

"You're looking for this guy?"

Birac tossed Iyabu off his hands as if he were casually discarding a piece of scrap metal, and with a heavy thud, Iyabu crashed to the ground. Birac laughed mockingly.

"To be honest, your brother has a really rich emotional life."

Every word Birac spoke was like a nail driven into Oedipus's heart, and Oedipus glared angrily at this chaotic and indivisible demon.

"Are all Nukelians this brave?"

"Do you know who I am?"

Birac bent down.

"You rebellious little thing."

Oedipus!

Oedipus heard Phoenix's call, took a deep breath, and raised the chainsaw sword in his hand.

"Contact His Highness Forgrim."

Oedipus noticed that the warriors in his ranks had ferocious expressions, as if they were surrounded by something terrifying.

"Brave warrior, I grant you a chance to challenge me."

"What should I call you? A ghost or a traitor? You should have disappeared into the annals of history, and your master truly surprises me!"

"But he ×∥◎。←￠$中□~转°⌒ＱUn: blocked the path of the great gods!"

"But I can grant you a dignified death!"

Birac raised his greatsword and slashed a line across the ground, which had been shattered by countless cannon fire.

"Fuck you!"

Oedipus laughed.

'I can no longer see Phoenix; the warp is constantly affecting me, and I'm seeing all sorts of hallucinations.'

'This bastard has taken advantage of me; I need your help!'

[Oedipus: I'm still learning.]

'Learn by doing!'

[Initially, connection to the machine is in progress.]

[Driver: Phoenix.]

[Unit: Oedipus]

Leave the rest to me!

'I don't need to live. Delay him! Delay him until that bastard Fugrim arrives!'

Synchronization rate: 205%

"Roar!"

When Birak saw the little jar roar, he laughed lightly. He swung his claws, which were sharp and spiked. Bloodlust became Birak's most powerful weapon. He kept pouring his fantasies and memories into Oedipus in front of him. He conveyed his greatness to the warrior who was still able to stand!

Give in!

For Saint Geres!

ha?

Birac was stunned. This was an experience he had never had before. Something in the mental world was giving him feedback. The intense electronic shock made him freeze for a moment. It was the rule of the physical universe.

Phoenix noticed Bilak's stunned expression. Without hesitation, he raised his chainsaw and charged forward, slashing down on Bilak's massive chest. Metal splattered, and Phoenix, using Bilak's armor as a springboard, leaped high into the air like a proud angel.

The chainsaw sword struck above Bilak's neck, but no blood splattered.

The claws seized the wildly spinning chainsaw sword.

"You're not this little guy!"

"Are you a demon too?"

demon?

Phoenix roared.

Unable to speak, he spat in Bilak's face.

"Pooh!"

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Volume 1: Chapter 249 (Chapter 237) The Death of Ovelier

"Father!"

Amidst the raging flames of war, Forgrim whispered the word, his Phoenix Guard surrounding him. He stepped over the corpses of men and women, swiftly traversing the steel ruins amidst the pervasive mist of the warp.

As a demigod, he could feel the celebration around him, and he saw a radiant figure right in front of him, after Fogrim had killed several aliens.

He saw the golden figure smiling at him.

My child

The phantom figure said wearily.

Why are you here?

"Who?"

Edmund voiced his doubts, utterly baffled as to who Forgrim was talking to.

+That abomination led you into the alien's trap. I've come to warn you and to help you. +

"You knew of his existence?"

Despite his doubts, Fogrem still asked.

He deceived me! He deceived your brothers. I can't stay here much longer. You need to warn your brothers!

+Forgrim, this is your last chance! That abomination intelligence will kill you all!+

Fugrim's expression changed; his heart was filled with doubt, but this guy in front of him...

It might be a trap!

This is what Fugrim thought.

Don't let him brainwash you. He's entered your brother's mind and brainwashed you all. That guy hates humans!

I know you never believed me.

No! I believe you!

Forgrim looked terrified; these were the last words he wanted to hear.

Go warn them.

"They don't believe me, Father!"

"Those brothers trust that abomination intelligence," Forgrim said with a pained expression. "Even if he stood in front of Angron or Mortarion and said the warning our father gave us, Angron would definitely punch him in the face!"

"what should I do."

+My time is running out. Let me go and warn them; I need a body. +

But my power is so immense that it can scorch the souls of ordinary people!

"I can!"

Forgrim's eyes hardened, and he extended his hand to the person in front of him, completely unguarded.

That would be very painful!

"I would sacrifice myself for humanity!"

Forgrim's unwavering gaze made the person in front of him laugh.

I didn't misjudge you.

What a stupid guy.

Then kneel down! Accept me!

Fugrim closed his eyes and slowly lowered his knees.

"No kneeling!"

A mortal's voice rang out loudly, and Forgrim instantly opened his eyes. He saw General Nukelia—Ovellier.

He was panting heavily, tears streaming down his face. He had lost an arm in some battle, and blood was flowing down his thigh. The last guard lay motionless on the ground. Ovilier knew that the warrior beside him had died of exhaustion.

He ran to a spot not far from Foghrim.

"No kneeling!"

Ovilier shouted again, stumbling toward Edmund, who blocked the mortal's path.

"mortal!"

"You know you're talking to me!"

Fugrim lowered his eyes; he could no longer tolerate this Nukelian, not all Nukelians!

Especially Angron!

Angron is still unaware that he has been deceived!

"You damned peacock!"

Ovilier got up from the ground, and his taunts prompted Edmund to place the blade on his shoulder.

"You are a demigod of the empire, the future of humanity, but to be honest, I see no leadership qualities in you whatsoever! You trespassed into other defense zones without authorization, treating mortals as nothing!"

"Shut up, mortal! Do you really think I wouldn't dare kill you!"

Forgrim gave the radiant figure a reassuring look, then turned and loudly rebuked Olivier.

"Fulgrim!"

Ovilier was furious that he hadn't included "Your Highness".

"≌●捌」△陑>∫三∑午中转*;Group: I am a Nukelian! A general of the 105th Auxiliary Army of the Nukelian Sun Auxiliary Army! I am Ovilier! A mortal!"

"And he's a damn psyker!"

"Alien!"

Ovilier roared and used his spiritual power to attack the radiant shadow.

Ovilier's psionic energy wasn't particularly powerful, but he burned his own soul—the radiance of a human soul—and the impact struck that figure.

Damn mortals!!!

A roar erupted, and Forgrim turned his head to see the creature that had revealed itself. It was a terrifying thing with six horns on its face and sharp teeth surrounding its long tongue. He glared at Ovilia with hatred.

He couldn't even snatch the mortal's soul; his damned soul had already been burned to ashes.

+Ovilier+