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Chapter 1929 Headhunting Dog

Regarding the matter of Soshyan, I have already heard about it through a former friend of the Black Legion, Manclaw, and there are also some rumors in the subspace. Shit

As the Daemon Prince of Khorne, Savage Claw is crazy, but that doesn't mean it's stupid. If he goes to show off, he will die. Only those Slaanesh idiots will waste their opportunities in the physical universe in a meaningless manner.

It is a hunting dog. All it has to do is harvest the heads of its master. This is its mission. As for the victory or defeat, it does not care. It does not care whether Huron lives or dies.

Because the Blood God never cares whose blood or head it is.

"Your heads will be the supreme sacrifice! The Skull Throne will be overjoyed at my dedication!"

As Wildclaw began to run, moving his muscular body, the warp energy surrounding him flickered, as if he were surrounded by a fluorescent liquid.

Then his tail snaked out, trying to attack the Paladin from two directions, making him the prey of the demonic battle axe.

"Filthy thing! I am the Emperor's strong shield! You can't go any further!"

The paladin raised the Heavenly Punishment Force Field Sword, and the rising spiritual energy quickly condensed into a strip of light, which was arranged around and around along the twisting tail.

Under the restraint, the tail seemed to collapse, wither, and hang down weakly. The beam of light immediately dispersed and circled around the demon prince again.

"A mere witchcraft trick!"

With an angry roar, the Demon Prince slashed around him with his battle ax, and the light strips couldn't hold up and crackled apart.

"Now……"

Wild Claw waved its tail again, bent its body, and spun the battle ax above its head, like a vicious dog preparing to pounce on its prey.

"Your Carrion Throne can't protect you anymore!" Shit

"The Emperor's gift remains with me."

The paladin chanted soft syllables in a low voice, his whole body shrouded in a halo, and the fierce battle ax was aimed at him, and then whizzed down, as if it was going to cut through the entire star fort.

The demon trapped within the battle ax struggled to increase the strength of the wild claw, making audible groans as if it was seeking freedom.

Waxman raised his sword to meet the oncoming huge battle ax. This thing seemed to be able to directly split a Leman Russ.

The next second, with a terrible impact, his knees bent until they almost touched the ground.

Huge power mixed with flames swept through the Gray Knight's holy armor. At that moment, he felt another hallucination invading his consciousness. His vision became distorted, and he seemed to see a burning brass throne in front of him.

"The emperor's ambition is to burn the candle, and the hole will destroy the monsters!"

In just an instant, the paladin broke free from the illusion.

As soon as his vision recovered, he saw the roaring blade of the battle axe. After failing to hit the target, it immediately changed direction and slashed from the right side. The demon head carved on the battle axe was whispering fatally to the Gray Knight.

Waxman immediately dodged backwards quickly, using the acceleration of his psychic energy to avoid the blow just as the devil's ax was about to strike.

The barking and biting sounds on the battlefield are becoming more and more intense, and a large number of flesh and blood hounds are shaking the defense line composed of the Skitarii and mortal servants. Waxman is also aware of this, but now he has no time to care but to resist the opponent with all his strength.

The Demon Blade.

On the other side, Chaos Lord Varoson also realized that he was no match for the Grand Master of the Gray Knights, but he was not helpless. As a subordinate of the Demon Prince, he also received a blessed battle ax, which contained a

A furious vampire, such a weapon, combined with the strength of a champion, is enough to split a Terminator from head to toe in a single blow.

With the help of the demon's power, the Chaos Lord's attack was almost crazy, and he wanted to kill Aidan Pedron at all costs in the shortest possible time, even if his life and soul would be devoured by the demon.

And another gift he received, a brass collar from the realm of Khorne, also helped him avoid too much psychic interference from the Grand Master of the Gray Knights.

"Blood! More blood!"

Facing the crazy enemy, Aidan Pedron deflected a blow to his abdomen, and then blocked a blow to his throat. If this blow had hit, he would have been killed immediately.

Then he launched a fierce counterattack.

The Chaos Lord lowered his body to dodge, and then launched a fierce slash from the bottom up.

Aidan Pedron was forced to take another step back. Without any chance to breathe, the ax blade and the war hammer met again, causing sparks and demonic screams.

After parrying the next blow, the Grand Master of the Gray Knight turned his hand and launched another fierce and powerful crosscut, this time using all the strength of his body to press forward.

Although the Chaos Lord blocked this blow, the sudden punch forced him to take a step back for the first time.

Seeing this opportunity, Aidan Pedron did not hesitate to pursue him, rushed into his opponent's attack range, and slammed into his opponent's chest.

The Chaos Lord's steps suddenly became unsteady, and the Gray Knight Grand Master immediately waved the war hammer in his hand, forcing his opponent into a series of desperate parries, making it almost impossible to withstand the Gray Knight Grand Master's blow.

Varosen's helmet was knocked off, and he roared and launched another attack. He raised his battle ax and swung it to the left from above his head. He bent down and turned to the left to dodge.

Normally, it would be difficult to achieve such a change in body posture so quickly, but the devil's power gave him the flexibility to achieve it.

At this time, even the Chaos Lord's face had gradually transformed into a wildly laughing beast.

Just as he dodged, the angle of the ax blade suddenly changed from the left side, which forced the Gray Knight Grand Master to cut back the warhammer in his right hand to defend himself in order to avoid exposing himself to the Chaos Lord's swing attack from above.

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The battle ax hit the side of the war hammer and made a loud noise - part of it was caused by the collision of profane metal and sacred metal, and part of it was the scream of hatred intertwined by the bound demon. Shit.

As Varosen moved the ax all the way upward, sparks flew even more at the intersection.

The Grand Master of the Gray Knight took this opportunity to use his utmost strength, and pressed the handle of the battle ax against one side of the Chaos Lord's weapon until it slammed into the handle of the axe, causing the two weapons to form a cross.

The Chaos Lord, almost overrun by demons, realized the danger too late.

The Grand Master of the Gray Knight suddenly approached, twisted his body again and again, stood up, and tightened his muscles, locking the opponent in his arms.

The Chaos Lord roared angrily and tried to resist, but the Terminator's power was more overwhelming, and the tight defense made it difficult for him to break free.

"In the name of the throne!"

Dazzling lightning burst out from the Gray Knight Grand Master. Although the opponent was protected by Khorne's brass collar, at such a close distance and being impacted by a steady stream of spiritual energy, the demonic metal was quickly filled with cracks and then shattered into countless pieces.

fragments, feces

The moment he lost the protection of the brass collar, the Chaos Lord let out a terrible cry.

At that moment, both sides were roaring or roaring.


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