Along the red channel, the Space Marines dressed in pink and purple power armor strided over the ragged slaves. The twisted bodies of these slaves who could only giggle were covered with nails, iron rings and burnt tattoo symbols, but did not show any pain, but instead made joyful calls to make way for their masters.
Most of these Space Marines are unborn to be distorted by long-term blasphemy and depravity, with horns and monster-like claws, and various tentacles and eel-like mouthparts.
The members of the Flawless Blade were not all from the Third Legion of the past. Most of them were actually recruited by Lucius. They were originally worshippers of Slaines in the Red Pirates' camp, but this immortal has a very famous reputation. Among the Chaos Space Marines, lofty prestige is the general currency. Many Slaines who pursue excitement and greater ambitions have joined the Flawless Blade War Gang.
"It's a shame to dare to jump into the gang alone."
When they knew that the Empire jumped onto their ship alone, the Slaanes in the ship felt a kind of contempt, which made their fallen self-esteem angry.
"You must peel off his skin, open his head, tear his chest open, and torture him for 66 days!"
With great anger in mind, these Slaanes worshippers rushed to the place where the bold guy appeared, and the man seemed to have not moved, just waiting for them.
There were a total of one hundred Slaanes Marines on the ship. They were like an impatient group of beasts, quickly running through the passage to pursue prey that satisfy their hunger.
And it is not only the Space Marines, but also some slender bodies in the shadows ran quickly through inhuman postures and made gentle and seductive laughter.
"Um?"
When the first group of Slaanes fighters arrived at the target location and were in an empty maintenance cabin, they were shocked by the scene in front of them.
Corpse and corpses all over the ground were all those fallen mortal servants, and each one was cut off with one knife and no extra wounds.
Surrounded by hundreds of corpses, was a lonely invader. He inserted his red sword straight down to the floor, supported the hilt of the sword with both hands, wore a simple silver-gray power armor, and had almost no signs. The only decoration was another weapon wrapped in yellow silk behind his waist, which should be a sword.
"kill!"
Without extra words, the killing began immediately. The Slaanes warrior who longed for blood and pain gave up long-range shooting and directly took out various melee weapons similar to torture instruments to launch an attack.
At the same time, the reality tulle in the cabin was torn apart, and the Slaines howled and poured out. They were nightmares of torture and abuse, the most evil desire deep in the hearts of living beings, but also beautiful temptation, and their light appearance concealed the fatal massacre and cruel talent.
But at this moment, their slender and elegant appearances were distorted into greedy and hungry ugly faces.
Then the mysterious warrior drew his sword, silent, silent, and elegant.
In an instant, the red sword rose into a thin layer of silver flame.
A scimitar full of serrated sword broke through the wind, and the mysterious warrior raised his sword to face the other party, cut off the scimitar and cut open his stomach.
In an instant, the thick liquid and blood spurted out. The moment the Slaanes warrior fell down, the mysterious warrior drew his sword, and another thing wearing the mask of laughter had arrived in front of him - it was very fast, but not enough.
He stretched out his fist and pierced through the bronze cast into a mask until his body beneath it, and his fingers clamped the eye sockets and jaw.
A painful gasp burst out from the broken teeth, and the whole head was torn.
In almost a blink of an eye, the warrior had turned around and pierced his sword through the helmet of a Slaanes warrior with spider eyes and worm mouthparts, and allowed the corpse to fall down.
During the killing, the succubus kept twisting and crying, as if lamenting the loss of their lovers, but their crazy dance steps were completely unable to keep up with the killing pace of the warriors. He even rushed into the Slaines' cluster, skillfully turned the sword left and right, and used a blow at a steady rhythm, as if he knew all the knowledge of these Slaines' low-level demons.
The red mist filled the air, and the unfortunate banshee was beaten to pieces by a series of slashes and slashes, while the warrior was still as easy as a king trapped in all hosts.
He didn't even use his second sword.
"This bastard!"
More Slaanes warriors arrived. When they saw their own people being killed and fell to the ground, they immediately joined the attack and even started using explosive guns.
A bullet exploded sparks on the mysterious warrior's shoulder armor. He rushed over and stabbed the shooter's belly with a sword. Another Slaanes warrior screamed and rushed towards the other party, lowering his rifle to prepare for a rifle strafing, but the other party actually circled behind the man at an incredible speed, pierced the opponent's open mouth with the tip of the sword, and stroked upwards, splitting the screaming face in two.
The screams, pleadings and the sharpness of weapons fire, and the hysterical crackling sound came from all directions, and the silver-gray figure still easily sprinted between bullets and broken limbs, wandering casually from one to another, slashing the head with one blow and killing sword technique effortlessly or slashing the opponent in half, jumping around the staggering enemy.
In a clumsy attempt to destroy him, these corrupt Chaos Space Marines fell one after another, including the screaming Slaanes.
However, they still have the hope of submerging this single enemy with many numbers. A large number of slaves twisted by mortal slaves also rushed into the battlefield. Under the influence of the evil force of the chaotic force, they turned into soft snake-shaped existences, almost impossible to identify as humans, howling in their torn jaws, and sharp blades and claws were installed on their arms.
Faced with the tide of enemies, Amnak took out the magnificent swordsmanship for the first time that he had obtained the title of King of Arms.
He used his sword to use amazing skills to lift the weapons of the Slaanes warriors from the ground, throw them into the air, and then hit the weapons in the moment he swung the sword to kill the enemy, using the limited power of the control metal that the body could exert, causing them to rotate outward and hover around his figure.
Soon, a circle of spinning weapons formed a halo around him, a steel fence that Armnak continued to add to the fence with a microsecond level reaction.
Finally, someone found something was wrong.
"Gu, you are a master! Everyone, please retreat quickly!!"
But the mysterious warrior had swept over like a whirlwind of sword blades, and flesh and blood flew everywhere, and no one could even run away.
Soon, the slaves on the ship discovered that they could no longer hear the crazy laughter of their masters, and instead were a snicker and whisper that kept echoing in the cabin and passage.
Chapter completed!