Dedicate loyalty to the good empire

Chapter 487 Spring in Valhalla

The combination of the two E-greats can give those proud guys a bit of strength, along with the Dark Angels Grand Master Kaldor Ddraig, the Emperor's Chosen One.

It can almost be said that the Empire's strongest combat forces, except for the Imperial Guards and the Primarchs, are all gathered here.

The unfortunate Great Demon of Tzeentch covered his head with his hands. His body was constantly repairing itself in the magic of the Warp, but the fierce psychic flames fired by the Supreme Master of the Grey Knights still burned his eyes.

The pupils that represented wisdom had now turned into a blurry mass of burnt flesh. The birdman could even feel that part of his soul, that is, his true body, had dissipated under such an attack.

In other words, he might be blind in one eye for the rest of his life!

For demons, disability is the greatest shame, whether they were seriously injured in a duel, or the gods issued a punishment out of dissatisfaction, or they were punished for not completing the goals in a contract.

Let's put it this way: to a demon, disability equates to failure and incompetence, just like a human seeing an IOU on another person's desk.

Now this great devil is walking around with an IOU stuck on his face, and the only ones who can write off those things are the gods.

To be precise, it was his master, his father, the Lord of Change, Tzeentch.

Only his master's pleasure can allow him to inject power into the Great Demon's body again. Only the Lord of Change is qualified and capable of doing so.

This is the supreme power of the Chaos Gods over the demons, and now it seems that if this great demon wants to repair his body, the closest way is to kill Taylor here.

The demon king was very excited about this. To be more precise, he dreamed of getting his master's favor again.

, this is also the responsibility and destiny of every demon.

This was the closest he had come to receiving praise and reward from his master in thousands of years, although he was certainly not a loyal servant.

He just wanted to try to cast a curse on his master and see how the Lord of Change would deal with his challenge.

He overturned the most ingenious plans in his head time and time again, only to make his master angry and then smile knowingly because of his success.

He could have become the Great Demon who replaced the crazy Carlos, but Cardo Ddraig's sword made it impossible for him to be on equal footing with Carlos...

The rage made him stand up immediately, swinging his staff and trying to smash the Grey Knight into pieces.

But Brother Zha never indulges anyone. He just raises his weapon and his psychic energy burns.

At this moment, the great demon who was overwhelmed by emotions finally remembered who the person in front of him was. He was Kaldor Ddraig, the Supreme Grand Master of the Grey Knights and the legendary demon slayer!
His magic was burned by the Grand Master's psychic energy as he swung it, and his staff began to crack before it even touched Zhaage's sword.

Obviously, the demon's power could not be compared with that of Cardo Ddraig. Of course, compared with the worst situation he had ever experienced, the current problem was not even that big.

He had set foot in the demonic realms of the gods and fought against countless demons, so much so that he had truly earned a reputation for himself in the warp.

It now seems that those things are indeed effective. Even a great demon would tremble slightly when he heard the name of Cardo Ddraig.

Of course, the Great Demon of Tzeentch pulled his thoughts away from his anger and began to flap his wings to get away from the disaster, but Kaldor Ddraig would not forgive him.

The silver knight gathered his psychic energy. Frankly speaking, even the legendary top psychic users could not have such an exaggerated psychic energy gathering ability.

To be precise, Kaldor Ddraig's power comes from the warp psychic energy that the great demons have painstakingly accumulated. Those things have successfully strengthened the demons and made the psychics stronger.

Besides, Kaldor Ddraig is considered one of the most powerful psykers in the empire.

Those thunders almost materialized into dazzling spears of light, filled with the Emperor's divine power and indescribable highly compressed psychic energy.

Those terrifying forces were enough to tear a great demon apart. Fortunately, at the critical moment, a blade, a red battle axe, swept by and stopped Kaldor Ddraig's rage.

The powerful force created a gap in Khorne's battle axe, and the bright red monster kept flapping its wings, as if provoking Kaldor Ddraig.

But Taylor would not give up this good opportunity while he and Cardo Ddraig attracted the devil's attention.

A huge behemoth painted snow-white quickly moved forward and fired a shot at the embarrassed Tzeentch demon from several kilometers away.

The projectile carried the power of the Emperor, the damn greenskin faith and the most terrifying Eldar technology. It flew at a fast speed and finally exploded on the head of the Tzeentch demon.

The huge birdman's head fell apart under the poison blade's main cannon, and then half of its body was submerged in dark matter.

When the other demons saw this scene, they began to leave in pain.

Because they knew very well that all their conspiracies and tricks were now shattered by the brutal absolute force.

The remaining three stray dogs had given up the idea of defeating Taylor because Kaldor Ddraig was here. If they dared to stay any longer, they would be the ones who would return to the warp and be doomed.

When the Great Demon left, the warp rifts here began to ease, and the arrogance of those ugly demons was extinguished at once, not to mention that Kaldor Ddraig was still here.

Soon the tide turned in favor of humanity, and after this terrifying war, Taylor realized for the first time that the gods were growing increasingly impatient with him.

Especially when those guys realized that their existence was not so simple, the gods could not tolerate the reappearance of the will of the golden age of mankind in this corrupt empire.

Now Taylor walked over to Kaldor Ddraig, Grand Master of the Grey Knights.

"Long time no see, old friend."

Cardo Ddraig, also known as Drag, answered with his signature, slightly crazy smile.

"I knew you could come back."

"I wish I could breathe the air of the real universe again, but I've made a vow and I've realized it."

"I'm not human anymore."

Taylor replied. "No! You are!"

Cardo Ddraig laughed. "I am!"

"But I have my own things to do, and I need to thank you for letting me smell this cold, real air again."

After saying this, he turned and walked towards the warp rift that appeared out of nowhere. It was obvious that no one could stop the Grand Master from completing his mission.

Taylor thought about it for a moment, and just before the crack closed, he quickly threw his brother's stolen liquor and several cans of food into the crack.

Taylor is the first person in human history to be so close to the subspace rift just to do this.

And he looked at the rift closing and the countless bodies on the cold peak of Valhalla, and said.

"Get ready to go home, back to Macragge!"

(End of this chapter)