When the golden giant surrounded by countless runes spoke, the ripples in the air were like the resonance of a thousand copper bells. Every word made the air burn. Ella Ashbell and Canelli even
It was impossible to look directly at this existence, or in other words, no one at the scene could look directly at him except Soshiyang and the Phoenix Forbidden Army.
Primarch of the Seventeenth Legion, Lorgar Aurelion.
"This thing is actually here..."
Canelli's voice was trembling, and the power of the demon primarch seemed to be a huge obelisk in her heart. She even saw countless demons surrounding him, singing, dancing, and praising...
"So blasphemous, so...horrible..."
Ella Ashbell hugged her shoulders in fear, and blood and tears flowed from the corners of her eyes again. Although she did not lose her sight again, her forehead was stinging, which was a warning that her soul was under great pressure.
"So, you want to save him?"
Luo Jia lowered his head and glanced at Kor Phalun, who was trying to leave with his legs rubbing against the ground, and then smiled:
"The main thing is to talk to you."
"Talk? What do we have to talk about?"
Soshyan kicked his foot violently, and the warhammer in Luojia's hand was kicked away, roaring towards Kor Phalun like a launched cannonball.
"Urizen!!!"
Kor Phalun screamed, and half a second before the war hammer fell on him, a big hand tightly grasped the handle of the hammer, stopping the war hammer less than two inches away from his head.
"Of course we have a lot to talk about, such as my brother, my father, and...your future."
"Does it sound like you know a lot? Since you know so much, there's no need to talk about it."
Soshyan swept in like a violent hurricane, grabbing the screaming Cole Farun with his big hands, but the warhammer screaming the death curse dragged the path of evil power towards him.
Boom!
Amidst the violent metal collision, Soshyan punched Luo Jia's weapon away, and then there was another loud bang.
Countless runes erupted like stars, then extinguished in an instant, and then erupted again.
"Well..."
Luo Jia staggered back. He lowered his head and stroked the cracks in his armor, and then looked at the other person again, with the gentle expression on his face.
"Does this power make you proud?"
The Lord of Words even smiled, albeit a little mockingly.
"Loan sharks always indulge in indulgence and squandering after borrowing money, but they never realize what they are facing."
"pride?"
Soshyan twisted his neck, making a clicking sound, and focused his attention on the demon primarch, allowing Kor Phaeron to be dragged away by several people.
"No, you are wrong. You also overestimate yourself. Even if I kill you, I won't feel proud. Do you know why?"
The smile on Luo Jia's face disappeared, he guessed what the other party said.
"You are too weak."
"Mockery doesn't make me angry. I come with a mission. Soshiyang, your only chance is to embrace the eternal will of chaos. You may have a seat on the immortal throne. Everyone is using you. Only
Will the gods reveal the truth to you, or will you become a puppet of a dead god?"
"Chaos? Gods?"
Soshyan sneered.
"Last time, there was a bastard who claimed to be the incarnation of Chaos, and I killed him like a bug. Since you said so, let them give you some strength to beat me."
Before he finished speaking, he had already stepped forward and punched Luo Jia in the face. The sound of a bell was heard at the moment of impact. Luo Jia raised his head and retreated, but did not wait to be beaten again. The war hammer automatically flew back into his hand.
Immediately, a semicircle formed and slammed forward. Hundreds of the deadliest curses gathered on the spike-covered hammer head, letting out a howl that tore apart reality and subspace.
However, this devastating blow was directly swatted away by the other party with the back of his hand as if he were shooing away flies. Then the other party's hand came back to hold the back of his head, dragging him forward hard, and at the same time, his knees hit him hard upwards.
"Look clearly! This is! The power! Gap!"
"Ugh!"
The moment Soshiyang's knee collided with Luo Jia's face, the entire Ark reverberated with a loud bang like an explosion. Countless runes burst out and scattered, turning into red lightning and a black psychic fire ring that suddenly gathered together.
Luo Jia gritted his teeth as golden blood spurted out from his mouth and nose. He swung his arm forward and drew an arc from top to bottom with the war hammer mixed with ten thousand wails. However, Suo Shiyang easily blocked it with his hand.
, in an instant, the entire perimeter of the Prophet's Dome was blasted by huge energy, powerful enough to lift a large mountain.
Huge vibrations rippled through the entire Arkworld, shaking from one pillar to another, cracking spiritual bones and setting the decaying garden on fire. This huge power not only made it difficult for the Word Bearers to stand, but also affected Ai who was present.
Darai is an impact that starts from the deepest part of the soul and expands outward.
"Soshiyang, my father rejected the throne that truly belonged to him, but you can create your own greatness... You don't understand what Chaos expects of you."
When Soshyan grabbed his weapon, Luojia did not rush to break free, but continued his "preaching" slowly and lowly.
"You've felt it, right? They're all taking advantage of you, and the suspicion and anger in your heart is growing day by day. I understand you, I understand you better than anyone else, because I've also been deceived, used, and fooled.
..."
Soshyan looked at the big golden face, suddenly laughed, slightly loosened his grip on the opponent's weapon, and then moved his face closer to the opponent.
"Then tell me, how is your relationship with Xerxes?"
Luo Jia was stunned for a moment, then replied.
"My brother and I... didn't have much contact. We were too far apart at that time."
"That's right, then did you also say these words to Horus?"
"Um?"
Luo Jia noticed something, but it was too late. Soshyan suddenly grabbed his weapon, then swung it upward with force, and the warhammer hit Luo Jia hard on the chin, knocking him away.
Before he could land, his weapon flew over and hit him in the chest.
In an instant, the whole world seemed to dim.
Then, a beam of light broke through the membrane of the Arkworld, forming the shape of an eight-pointed star in the void.
"Ah, this is it!"
Ella Ashbell could no longer look directly at the battlefield, because the scene that appeared seemed to have turned into a real physical impact. Even her tempered mind felt that the whole world was spinning again and again with just a glance.
It was flying like leaves blown away by the strong wind.
The only thing she remembered was a golden giant, or golden monster, covered with armor made of scriptures, and his flesh was carved with all the traces of the destructive power of chaos. No, or he was the embodiment of the power of chaos.
Transformed, the clustered horns on the forehead were woven into a strange hat
Under the crown is an inhuman face that looks like a god or a demon. His eyes are like two rifts in the subspace. Darkness is tightly attached and wrapped around him, like a huge amorphous cloak, shimmering and translucent.
Demonic entities circled around him, praying frantically like devout believers.