Chapter 82 The continuation of the fierce battle and the declaration of death.
"How long will it take?"
Calvin looked at the retreating Night Lords in front of him and the Khorne demons that slowly emerged from the darkness, and mentally asked the team members inside the furnace.
Talos in the distance responded to his communication, and the roar of the bolt bullets penetrating the steel plate, the smoke and the smell of blood were transmitted together with his vision.
"The 7th! There are 5 more!"
This was Talos's distracted answer during the fierce battle.
And then, more iron and fire occupy the entire picture of this message.
It's not easy for him either, Calvin has received enough information.
What they are blocking here are only reinforcements. As for the defenders inside, they can only rely on themselves to deal with it.
We have to defend for a long time, but the next battle will not be so easy.
Looking at the Khorne army pouring out of the darkness like a blood tide, Calvin bared his teeth and smiled.
He pursed his lips, swallowed the blood left by the blow from the power glove, and then looked solemnly at the new enemy in front of him.
The existence of demons is difficult to define in terms of living things.
They do not have a fixed physical form in the subspace most of the time. Only when they enter the real universe, they will be affected by the rules and take on various distorted existences in reality according to their own concepts.
And they also have another hidden characteristic, that is, the closer the space of activity is to subspace, the more complete the demonic characteristics they can display.
The demons in front of us follow this pattern:
Representing killing and violence, their skin is blood red, like flesh and blood without skin; their copper horns are twisted, twisted and extremely sharp.
Different from the bloodletting demons we see in daily life, these demons enhanced by the blasphemous power of chaos here are taller and more twisted.
Their skin is covered with dark red and shiny runes like lava, and the demonic horns on their heads are even larger and covered with fine and sharp forks.
Key parts of their bodies are no longer exposed, but are covered by thick bronze armor;
As their standard weapon, the beheading sword can also be said to be the essential expression of their existence. Now it is no longer made of dark red black iron.
The shiny brass is engraved with countless gorgeous and ferocious red runes, which light up and dim with their breathing, which is what this sword looks like now.
88 such demons have an aura comparable to that of a legion.
Looking at their current state alone, except for the wings and crown without the authority of Khorne's personal representative, taken alone, they are no less than the great demons appearing in other places;
88 such demons have silenced the Midnight Lords just after the fierce battle.
Although they are essentially different from the big demons, they are well versed in military formations and are no less powerful than the same number of big demons when they work together to strangle them on the battlefield!
The ordinary soldier class is so strong, let alone the demon prince who stands proudly behind their copper-hoofed and iron-bone military formation.
Yes, this mission is too important to the Alphas here.
After careful consideration, they sacrificed an entire planet's population to bring a clone of this demon, who ranked among the top 100 among the original demons of Khorne, into the real universe.
You must know that the gods themselves do not have fixed bodies, and their existence can no longer be summarized by a certain body;
If you look at it from a human perspective, then every demon of Khorne is his fragment and projection;
And the being sitting on the brass throne is just His favorite body among countless existences.
The same is true for the Demon Prince. The higher the ranking, the more likely it is that the deity will descend and become a god.
And as the Demon Prince ranks among the top 100 demons, you can certainly look forward to its image.
Rebels, born from the first thunder in the universe, symbolizes and represents the power of rage and judgment.
It was a huge body that was 15 meters tall. Just half-bending it through the main entrance of the hall, it was more than three stories high.
Red gem-like scales extend downward from the neck, and dark yellow gorgeous but textured copper armor covers the whole body;
The crimson crown and its horns are integrated into one, making it indistinguishable from each other. Unlike other demon princes, the unique scepter-like weapon makes it even more majestic.
Tall and ferocious, strong and ferocious, all the praises that can be born for fighting are not enough to describe its body.
The air fell into a scorching silence because of its arrival, and the demons bowed their heads due to its arrival to show their respect for the ancient existence.
Its presence is extremely strong, and just its gaze silences the Chaos Lord who wants to defend his defeat.
Then it turned its huge head in the direction of Calvin, and dozens of bell-like sounds echoed in its inhuman throat:
"Oh, a mortal who has touched the rules? No..., you are not that simple. I still can't see clearly the dark essence of your soul, but this will undoubtedly make my long life more interesting, won't it?" As its substantive voice sounded, a huge soul wail resounded around Calvin.
He could almost feel it without looking at it from the perspective of subspace. The majestic and huge body in front of him now appeared in front of him at the cost of billions of souls on this planet.
In Calvin's spiritual world, the alarm bells in the City of Souls sounded instinctively without wind, and the three guards guarding the main entrance of the palace woke up one by one.
Billions of souls on the huge land raised their heads alertly and looked towards the distant sky.
That dark cloud-like existence on the horizon is exactly the terrible pollution caused by this big devil just with his words.
The flame of order and redemption on his crown was like meeting a mortal enemy. The moment he heard Rebels' voice, it began to burn in the most decisive way.
Purify it! Destroy it!
The power of order resounded in Calvin's mind, and the light in Calvin's eyes became even more dazzling.
"Who are you?"
He slowly raised his head and looked squarely at the demon walking in the distance.
A voice that also contained soul and divinity came out of his mouth with the same inhuman reverberation.
While the same psychic voice echoed around, the spiritual pollution and realm that the Demon Prince had quietly laid out were invisible.
Within a hundred meters with Calvin as the center, silver flames slowly ignited with his voice.
While the silver light purifies the evil here, it also creates a combat environment for Calvin that is closer to home.
"Me? I have many meanings, but for you, I am afraid..."
Following its words, the legions under its command began to raise their swords towards Calvin and charged in formation.
And it itself was waving a scepter like a copper pillar, instantly crossing the distance of space and smashing the heavy scepter towards Calvin: