Warhammer: Don't Call Me the God of All Machines

Chapter 307: The Humiliating Demon
The lion Ryan was the first to attack. His speed was like a dark lightning, and even more like a phantom flashing through the jungle.

The Primarch's speed was so fast that even the Astartes could not react. The leader of the Ever-Victorious Army, Grod, only felt a black shadow flash before his eyes, and the Primarch had already rushed forward with his lion sword in hand.

Even after shrinking, Samus's body size is still around eight to nine meters. Those hideous sharp bone spurs and thick tail are waving and shaking wildly. The demon's wings are slightly sluggish but stretched to the maximum, like a bluffing beast.

The lion king's blood was burning, and his broad lion sword chopped down fiercely. The violent impact force stirred the surrounding air, forming a shock wave visible to the naked eye.

With his own strength, he pushed Samus back several meters before stopping his decline. The Caliban man seemed to have returned to the ten years when he fell on this death planet. He lived with giant beasts and spent his days fighting and escaping.

On the Death World of Caliban, among the endless stream of terrifying beasts, not even the Primarch is completely safe.

Only Lion himself knew that compared to the present time when he was holding a greatsword, wearing strong armor, and becoming the primarch of the high-ranking Dark Angels Legion to conquer the galaxy, he actually missed the time when he was struggling to survive in the Death Jungle of Caliban.

The lion disguises himself under layer upon layer of secrets. He seems to be always calm, always rational, and always steadfast.

In contrast, Wolf King Leman Russ chose to hide himself with layer upon layer of recklessness, brutality and unruliness, and everyone thought he was a complete Fenrisian barbarian.

Only Ryan and Ruth know each other's true face, but the two can see through each other's nature as soon as they meet. This is a tacit and deep understanding.

It has been a long time. Ever since he became the Knight Commander of the Lord of Mankind and took charge of the First Legion, Ryan has rarely had the opportunity to fight in the battlefield himself.

The Dark Angels are the most elite and efficient war machines. The way of war coordinated by the six wings and the technological relics in the secret vault of the Indomitable Truth are enough to deal with most enemies.

The lion could only hold his sword and sigh, feeling that there would never be another epic enemy like Ran Dan who would require him to risk his life and gamble everything.

"Samus? Chaos Archfiend? That's it?"

Ryan's superb Caliban swordsmanship left deep scars on Samus's scarlet skin, and demon blood gushed out like a fountain.

He skillfully dismembered the opponent's lower limbs. The demon's reverse-jointed hooves were cut by the lion sword, and bones, tendons, sinews and skin fell like raindrops. Ryan was intoxicated by decomposing the demon, which made him regain the feeling of fighting against the behemoth.

The lion is particularly experienced in dealing with enemies larger than himself. These are the experiences and skills learned from Caliban. Everyone present can see that the weakened and suppressed Samus is no match for Ryan and is constantly being defeated.

"For Guilliman and the Five Hundred Worlds of Ultramar!"

Chief Librarian Titus became one with his battle brothers. The psychic Librarians, whose spiritual wills were at the same frequency, integrated their powers together. Lightning and light gushed out of Titus' body, and he leaped into the air.

Along with a violent war cry, the elegant think tank director shot psychic lightning from his eyes and his staff released horrifying psychic flames that cruelly burned Samus' exposed skin and mane.

Being hit by psychic lightning of this level would cause even a Chaos Demon extreme pain, even more than the pain of being dismembered by a Lion King.

Its skin collapsed and turned black, and its hideous bone spurs broke and melted. The threatening parts of Samus' body were destroyed one by one. For it, it was more like a long torture.

Uslan did not take action, but watched the scene happen quietly beside Luo Xi.

As an elf, even though we have signed an alliance with humans, it is better to keep a distance unless it is necessary.

"The Warp Demons are the product of the most insane and foolish illusions of real cosmic life. They may come from an event of special significance, or they may simply be monsters created after the destruction of an extremely ancient civilization."

"The history of our universe exceeds 10 billion years. Even the elves and the ancient saints are no match for such a long time." Uslan sighed, too many existences have disappeared in the long river of time.

Was there any civilization before the Old Ones? Is there any life outside the galaxy, or even the universe?

The Prophet suspected that the Warp was not only connected to their universe. Ancient relics and incomprehensible information all pointed to one fact - there was a universe outside the universe, and there was life outside of life.

"Do you think the Warp connects multiple universes simultaneously? It's like an ocean, connecting many islands, and we are just one of them?" Roshi asked curiously. The two looked at each other and smiled in tacit understanding. This kind of question was meaningless to the struggling humans and the Eldar.

Lion's descendants and the Ever-Victorious Army were in the distance, using powerful weapons in their hands to raid the Lion King's camp. The roar of the super-heavy grenade launchers and the sound of the boosted laser cannons cutting through the air formed a passionate melody, and the plasma and molten beams made Samus scream in pain.

Looking around, this Chaos Demon who was so majestic and terrifying at the beginning now looks extremely miserable.

It knelt helplessly on the ground, its hooves, joints, knees and hips being separated as easily as a lion butchering a cow. The demon's blood mixed with flesh, skin and bones, outlining an extremely pleasing picture.

The mane on its beast-like head was burned clean off by the psychic lightning, and even the original iconic "Mediterranean hairstyle" disappeared without a trace.

The sharp bone spurs on both sides of the cheekbones were cut off by Lion's sword, and the terrifying sharp teeth were collected as trophies by Caliban's hunters. The broad back was covered with shocking scars left by bombs, plasma, hot melt and laser cannons.

Samus struggled, felt pain, and was tired, but he still chose to give up. He lay on the ground like a dead dog, motionless in the face of the human bombardment.

"Come, son of the cursed, and cut off my head, and make it a worthy honor in your short life."

Samus bewitched Ryan and stirred his desire to kill.

Through the Lion's dark eyes, the demon saw an impenetrable dark jungle. The trees, bushes and grasses outlined an indescribable realm, which was the essence of the Primarch.

Llane's greatsword fell, but did not kill Samus. Although he enjoyed the killing, he never forgot Roche and Guilliman's plan.

What they want is not a dead demon, that is meaningless. Banishing the demon back to the subspace will only lay the groundwork for the opponent's counterattack in the future.

What the Second Empire needed was a dog, a loyal demon hound, to help them collect intelligence in the warp while in the material world. Samus was the first and definitely not the last.

He ignored the devil's eager eyes. The whispers in his ear had no effect on him. Instead, they just sounded annoying.

Roxi walked forward slowly and stood in front of Samus.

"Do you still recognize me? Samus, we should have met before."

The demon, who had lost one eye, widened his remaining eye.

"You are the unpredictable one. Why, why are you still active?"

Samus once made a harsh statement that the original truth had already revealed itself and would eliminate the variables brought about by the outsider Roche, but at present, it seems that nothing has happened.

Roche clapped his hands, and Captain Dulles, who had been on standby, came to Samus with his team of untouchables.

These pure untouchables released soulless fields, which combined with each other caused Samus great pain.

Its eyes were filled with fear and panic, and it no longer had the confidence and arrogance it once had.

Demons are not afraid of death, they are just not easily killed by humans. Exile is nothing more than sending them home. Even if they are broken into pieces, they can become a brave demon again after staying in the subspace for a while to reassemble.

“I give you two choices:

One, to serve humanity and become the hound of the human race to gather intelligence in the warp.

Second, my Untouchables want to get in close contact with you, and you don’t want to be killed by the Soulless, right, Great Demon? "

(End of this chapter)