"Freedom! Soshyan, I can grant you freedom! You know very well that those people are trying to manipulate your destiny. They arrange a path for you that you are not willing to take. Think about it, so far, you have
Have you ever made your own real choice? Do you understand their intentions? Thor, Sevatar, and that...why do they appear by your side?"
"Don't try to provoke me."
"Provocation? Haha, you know very well that what I tell you is the truth. Do you know what the source of your power is?"
Wild laughter echoed in Soshyan's mind.
"Necrons? Those dead remnants? No, no, no, you are wrong, that is actually——"
The moment it was about to say its next words, a sword burning with blue flames swept towards Abrasis.
The Demon Prince also reacted very quickly, twisting his body at an astonishing speed while waving his hand to release a burst of energy.
But the person wielding the sword was too close to it, so close that even such a reaction seemed slow.
The long sword slashed across the demon's huge body, outlining a crack about two meters long, and colorful flames immediately overflowed from the crack.
The Demon Prince screamed and immediately looked back, realizing that it was Thor who was attacking him.
At this moment, Thor was surrounded by a layer of pale golden halo, and black flames mixed with golden light were spitting out from the gaps in the power armor. The silver-gray power armor seemed to have turned black.
Even his eyes were burning, and the eyepieces were red.
The Demon Prince immediately realized that he had been deceived and that the other party was not under control at all.
"you--!"
Thor stared at Abrasis closely and swung his sword to attack again.
The Demon Prince conjured a scepter, swung it vigorously to deflect the first blow, and then flapped his wings to fly to the other side of Thor's charging direction.
But Thor was faster than it. The palm wrapped in his gauntlet put directly on the opponent's neck. He held it tightly and then pressed down with force, pushing the demon prince's body and chest towards the waiting sword tip.
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In an instant, its body was pierced, and it began to struggle continuously, throwing away Thor's hand holding the sword. Its wings spread out again like a bat, this time the color turned red.
Then, its wings began to flap violently in an attempt to escape, but it was unable to work under Thor's firm grasp.
"Can you foresee what's coming next?"
Thor struck the hilt of the long sword that was half buried in the opponent's chest with his fist, and completely penetrated the demon prince's body with the blade.
His anger surged wildly, flowing along his arms, through his fists, and along the blade buried in the Demon Prince, like lava erupting violently.
"No----!"
The demon prince's piercing scream pierced everyone's hearts, and then his body swelled into a ball full of energy, and exploded with a loud noise. Flames surged from the inside out and swept across the deck, even the metal was melted.
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Silence fell, Thor's armor was covered with burnt blood, and the demon's scream before disappearing left everyone's brains in chaos.
After a while, Soshyan came over.
"Thor——"
"Don't be seduced by the words of the devil."
Thor looked at him and spoke in a voice that only two people could hear.
Soshyan was stunned for two seconds and nodded silently.
"You destroyed it?"
"No, it escaped."
"Now what?"
Thor was silent for a moment, and then initiated a communication to Sevatar.
"Sai, how's it going over there now?"
Following a burst of white noise, the slightly impatient voice of the Crow Prince came.
"They're moving on the lower deck. I guess they found that thing. I'm following it."
"I just met the Demon Prince and defeated him. I have a hunch that he will go back to find the Soul Drinkers."
"Your plan is..."
"Send me your current positioning coordinates, and we will resolve the issue quickly."
"Then you'd better hurry up."
There was a thin layer of dust on the ceiling, as was the floor.
There is a rusty old track in the center of the lower deck, which is used for locomotives. On both sides are platforms raised above the ground, extending along the wall into the distance.
This would normally be a dark place, but the arrival of the Space Marines has transformed it into a place of fire.
The flames of bolters lit up in the 500-meter-long interactive tunnel, and the bolts and fireballs that came and went were heading in opposite directions, chasing their respective targets.
Sometimes there were blue flares of magic flames crossing some gaps, sometimes red missile trails lighting up the darkness.
Along with the flowers formed by the missile explosion fragments, a group of Soul Drinkers appeared.
Sarpedon, who had regained consciousness, walked in front, urging his men to go deeper.
The heavy weapons men provided important support to the vanguard. The barrage of missile generators passed over the heads of the soldiers in front, not only causing serious damage to the tunnel, but also blowing away some of the Horrors.
So far, the Soul Drinker has been unscathed by the opponent's counterattack, and is greeting the enemy with its bolter as it advances.
They had previously encountered an ambush by demons on the bridge and lost many people. However, when Sarpedon woke up in time, he immediately led the team to retreat to the lower deck.
Because he knew that he could find what he was looking for here.
Facing the surging psychic power of the think tank director, the demons could only retreat.
At this time, there was an external access to Sarpedon's communication channel. It was not Luko's hoarse voice, but a deep and majestic voice, which made him stop involuntarily, as did the surrounding soul drinkers.
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After a few seconds, those small demons disappeared.
"Sarpedon, you are already under my protection, why do you want to fight with swords and guns?"
A deep voice sounded.
"Cease hostilities immediately. If you do not obey, you will die."
As if waking up from a trance, Sarpedon took the wrong step forward and almost fell.
Only in front of that Soshyan did he ever have such feelings and experiences.
He soon realized that the real owner of this abandoned city had arrived.
Feeling the uneasiness of the soldiers beside him, the think tank director knew that they had come to the same conclusion. The assault that had been striding forward turned into a slow retreat. They were intimidated by the powerful voice, and the threatening tone made their minds sway.
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Sarpedon gritted his teeth and shook his head, trying to get rid of the pressure this declaration put on them.
The director of the think tank opened his mind to the subspace and felt the waves of energy, which were part of the physical universe but also separate from everything.
When he became a think tank, the power he held was already considerable.
Now, with the encouragement of darker beings, Sarpedon has embraced the warp side of power, gaining a deeper understanding of the nature and mysterious workings of the universe.
Compared with the superficial understanding before, it can be said to be a huge difference.