Plunder the Heavens from Warhammer

Chapter 121 The True Chosen One!
Gray stepped into the battle circle, looking directly at the 'Chosen One of Khorne', without showing any fear or cowardice on his face, only a strong will to fight and a determination to die.

"Hey, I've already introduced myself, why don't you introduce yourself?" His eyes were very defiant, as if he didn't take the terrifying 'Chosen One' seriously at all.

However, Gray only received silence in response.

Apparently, the 'Chosen One of Khorne' does not seem willing to reveal its name.

"Oh... don't you want to give your name?"

Gray was not surprised. He exerted force on his left leg, spun around, dragged the power sword around, and slashed at the Chosen One with great force: "In that case... then there is no need to waste words!"

Oh oh oh!
The wind is howling and the blade is breaking through the air!
The sword was already quite heavy, and Gray carried it on his body and spun around, which instantly made it more powerful!
The reaction of the 'Chosen of Khorne' was not slow.

Holding the inverted demon battle axe on the ground, he intercepted the power sword halfway from bottom to top. The two collided, sparks flew, and immediately there was a huge sound of metal clashing!
when!
Gray, who had the advantage of taking the initiative and increasing the power of his chop by turning around, was actually at a disadvantage in this attack!
The power of the 'Chosen One of Khorne' was indeed extraordinary, especially the right arm which was obviously thicker. Its strength was even more astonishing. It was clearly a hasty attack, but he took the initiative and sent Gray flying.

beep, beep...

Gray staggered a few steps and struggled to steady himself.

His entire arm was numb from the shock, and the palm of his hand that was holding the power sword was torn into several pieces in the collision just now, and blood flowed down the hilt.

Just one strike made Gray realize the gap between them!
"Oh, the Eightfold Blessing?" He spat out a mouthful of blood foam, gripped the power sword tightly, pressed the device on it, and the biodegradation field immediately wrapped around the surface of the blade. He looked at the motionless 'Chosen of Khorne' in front of him, half-squinting his eyes: "I just don't know, your master... has given you how many levels?"

"You don't need to know!"

The Chosen One of Khorne sneered defiantly and took a bold step forward.

boom!
The huge vibration directly raised a smoke screen several meters high.

The seemingly bloated body suddenly broke the airflow, as if a storm was coming, and the huge blood-red battle axe, dragging in the air with a whimpering sound, chopped straight towards Gray!

too fast!
Even Gray, a veteran of many battles, still found it difficult to react. He could only rely on his rich experience to barely hold the power sword in front of him and try to block the axe!
boom!
The demonic battle axe was wrapped in a tremendous force, like a mountain pressing down on him. The tremendous force flowed along the power sword and mercilessly poured into Gray's fragile internal organs!

Whoosh!
Gray's body was like a cannonball, flying backwards dozens of meters!
Then, he was slammed hard against the wall of the outer fortification, and his whole body was almost embedded in it.

"Is this all the Cadian shock troops are capable of?!"

The Chosen One of Khorne charged again, holding the demonic battle axe in his strong right arm, ready to chop off Gray's head.

At this moment, Gray staggered and swayed, then suddenly squatted down and rolled forward using the force.

Swish!
It was like a violent storm passing over my head!
A pungent smell of blood rushed over, and Gray endured the severe pain of his shattered internal organs, and thrust the power sword wrapped in the decomposition field forward with all his might, aiming at his heart!
However, the Chosen of Khorne once again demonstrated his reflexes, comparable to those of an Astartes. The moment the power sword stabbed at him, he twisted his body forcefully, and his bones made a terrifying explosion!
The sword wrapped in the Decomposition Field easily pierced through the left arm of the Chosen One of Khorne, which was protected by armor!

"I'm going to your mother!"

Gray held the power sword and swung it down suddenly!

Tsk! ! !

The sword wrapped in the decomposition field cut through the bones and flesh, and directly removed the left arm. The Chosen One of Khorne, whose left arm was cut off, showed no fear at all. He threw away the demon axe and grabbed Gray's head with his bare hands.

Then, he threw the whole person away as if picking up a chicken, drawing a perfect arc in the air, and slammed heavily to the ground with great force!
boom!
The surrounding ground suddenly collapsed and sank.

The air was filled with billowing wind and smoke. The compacted ground was actually cracked by the smash. It was obvious how much force was used in that blow!
Gray was severely injured and a stream of blood spurted out!
The previous blow caused the broken ribs to penetrate into the shattered internal organs, penetrating the flesh and skin. The whole person looked as if he was soaked in blood.

"You... lost!"

The Chosen One of Khorne looked down at the dying Gray from high above, and roared to the sky like a victor, proving to the tyrannical god of the Most High Heaven that he was the ultimate winner!
"I... didn't think... I could survive from the beginning!"

However, Gray, who was seriously injured and dying, seemed to not care at all about his impending death. His blood-soaked, extremely hideous face revealed a terrifying madness.

It was as if he had completely abandoned all...gamblers!
From the moment he stepped into the battle circle, he did not expect to win. Gray just wanted to fight for even the slightest hope for Alvin to defeat the 'Chosen One'!

"For...the Emperor!"

"For...humanity!"

"Boy...I'll leave the rest to you!!!"

Amid Gray's heart-wrenching roar, he used up the last of his strength and swung the power sword out.

Then, under the furious gaze of the Chosen One of Khorne, he took out a grenade, a hysterical, crazy and hideous smile appeared on his face, and pressed it down hard!

"political commissar!!!"

Alvin's pupils suddenly shrank as he recognized the grenade.

It's... a melta grenade!
But, it was too late to stop it.

boom!
The next moment, a ball of scorching high-temperature light enveloped them!
Its temperature was extremely high, and the scorching red heat easily melted through the armor of Khorne's Chosen One, causing severe damage to him directly. The armor, mixed with flesh and blood and blasphemy, peeled off, and his shrill howls set off rolling sonic waves!

After a moment, the molten flames disappeared.

Gray's figure disappeared, and not even his ashes were left. He was completely burned to ashes. The Chosen One of Khorne was half-kneeling on the ground, and his armor was burned through by the heat, revealing the disgusting twisted flesh and blood inside!
"How... could it be possible that it was you?!"

Looking at the 'Chosen of Khorne' whose armor was burned through by the molten heat and whose hidden true face was finally revealed, Alvin's heart was filled with shock and his pupils shrank to the size of needles and shook violently!
That face... is so young and pretty.

Even though the flesh and blood were distorted by Khorne's blessing, Arwen could still recognize that the face did not belong to 'Emeric', but his sister... Chris!!!

However, what was more frightening was not Chris's face, but... With the peeling armor, Alvin was shocked again, and at the same time, a question that had been bothering him finally got an 'answer'!
That is why there is the voice of 'Emeric'!

Because... Emmerich's head was embedded in Chris's abdomen, his face was twisted and hideous, as if in extreme pain, his eyes were tightly closed, and sounds came out of his mouth from time to time.

"Alvin...Mr...."

(End of this chapter)