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

Chapter 329: Daven Star Brawl (Please Subscribe)

A large number of Chaos Demons appeared on the surface of Daven. The interior of this dead planet seemed to have become a huge subspace rift, allowing countless demons to emerge from it.

The largest number were undoubtedly the followers of the four Chaos Gods. As soon as these demons appeared, they rushed madly towards the human defense line. The bronze bulls of Khorne covered with spikes and horns broke through the camp of Slaanesh's horses unscrupulously. These demons with lavender skin had feminine legs, and some even had human-like breasts.

The Slaanesh horse that was pushed to the ground by the savage Khorne bronze bull let out an angry scream, and the sphincter-like mouth on its slender head stretched out a slender whip-like steel-blue tongue, and countless sharp barbs immediately lashed the back of the bronze bull.

These demons charged forward while fighting each other. The demons of Khorne and Slaanesh were inseparable, while the demons of Tzeentch were giggling and burning the slow-moving demons of Nurgle with psychic flames.

Endless chaos was overwhelming. This was the first time that the battlefield on the Five Hundred Worlds side encountered such a large-scale subspace demons.

Even on the battlefield of Nuceria, Guilliman and the Ultramarines only encountered the demon army of the Blood God. But now, in order to obtain Sanguinius, even the four gods who were fighting forever chose to cooperate temporarily.

Of course, for these Warp Demons who hate each other and fight endlessly, perfect cooperation itself is contrary to the nature of Chaos. The fact that they don't beat each other's brains out already shows that the evil god behind them is in control of the situation.

In such a chaotic situation, Space Marines and Warp Demons mixed together, bolt shells and plasma weapons swept across the battlefield, artillery roared, and Tesla arcs flashed, exiling the Warp creatures back to the Sea of ​​Souls.

Veronica, who was imprisoned with the Midnight Haunter, suddenly fell in front of Luo Xi. It spit out Koz inside and wrapped Luo Xi inside.

"You're on your own here, Conrad. Now is the time for medical parole."

"I believe in your strength."

Roche's voice rang out from Veronica's speaker, and Iron Man automatically adapted to his body size, and the space that could originally accommodate Curze immediately shrank.

Koz: ???
The Nostramo was only wearing a pair of tight shorts. His power armor and the two swords, Mercy and Forgiveness, had been confiscated and sealed. It was impossible for Roxi to leave his equipment to such a dangerous prisoner.

Veronica can be a mobile cage or an indestructible battle armor. Luo Xi is in it as if he is controlling a steel mecha. The anti-gravity engine behind him bursts out plasma beams, and a fierce thrust suddenly bursts out.

Koz was completely dumbfounded. Since coming to Daven Star, his predictive ability has completely stopped working, not to mention that he could not predict what Roxi would do.

He does not exist in the timeline and cannot be seen by the Night Haunter.

Damn it, this must be Roxi’s revenge on me for dragging him into Sanguinius’ illusion!
Roche was not worried that Conrad would escape from prison again. There were 100,000 fully armed Astartes and countless Warp demons here, and no other space vehicle could take him away.

Curze disappeared from the battlefield cursing. Even without the assistance of the power armor, he was still a Primarch relying solely on his physical strength.

He snatched a pair of power claws from a Space Marine. Although they were much smaller than his original weapons, they were barely enough to make do.

"Even though I hate my brothers...but you guys deserve to die more!"

Curze activated the disintegration field on his power claw, and the snapping adamantine blade pierced the slender eye of a Slaanesh stallion as it galloped past him.

The lustful demon suddenly kicked his legs and lay on the ground twitching.

He skillfully peeled off the opponent's skin. The power claws were more flexible and terrifying than when they were on his original owner. Conrad completely dismembered the demon like a butcher butchering an ox. When it turned into broken bones and flesh on the ground, the demon was not even dead yet.

The skinning skills of the Midnight Haunter are so good that even a Slaanesh demon would have to shout out “Wow!”

The Hellwalker who could never get off the back of Slaanesh's horse had his neck broken by Conrad's clean and efficient action.

While maintaining his physical integrity, the Nostramo once again employed his old craft, the Night Lords' ancestral skinning techniques allowing him to obtain a smooth lavender cloak. Curze disliked being naked, and the cloak, tanned by Slaanesh demons, carried a charming, hormonal fragrance, a charm that would be fatal to mortals, but had no effect on the Night Haunter.

A lone Primarch attracted the greedy gazes of countless demons, who were eager to corrupt a Primarch for their master. Such a great feat would be enough for them to receive sufficient blessings and be upgraded to the level of great demons.

The Midnight Ghost smiled disdainfully, then turned into a bloody storm and rushed into the demons.

Dust and flesh fell like raindrops on the lion's black and gold armor. A Tzeentchian demon released his own psychic beam. It controlled the Tzeentchian Disc that looked like a flat manta ray, and its countless eyes released powerful malice.

Ryan took a half step back. He felt a sharp pain like an electric shock, but the Caliban Lion roared fiercely, and the huge wolf blade spun rapidly with single-molecule serrations, splitting the demon in half alive.

The Dark Angels' Deathwing Guards stood guard over their lord closely until a bronze bull of Khorne charged at them with unmatched courage.

The brass-cast monster possessed terrifying brute force, crushing anything that stood in its way into pieces. Its scarlet eyes released terrifying rage, and several Dark Angel veterans used their bodies to block it, but were unable to stop the demonic behemoth.

The lion king's old strength was gone and his new strength had not yet been generated, so he hastily took a defensive stance to prepare for this collision.

The Primarch and the Bull of Khorne began to wrestle at close range. Lion's power boots kept moving backwards, leaving deep scratches like a farm machine plowing the land.

At this moment, Ryan opened his big mouth, and a relic plasma weapon hidden in his mouth suddenly released all its firepower.

The Bronze Bull of Khorne was immediately covered in the face by the hot plasma. It had never expected that the Primarch in front of it would be so cunning and cautious, and even had weapons installed in his mouth.

With a loud "bang", the Khorne bronze bull in front of Ryan seemed to be hit in the abdomen by something, and immediately flew backwards with a wail.

The smoke and dust cleared, and Veronica's huge iron body appeared in front of Ryan. The decomposition force field on the huge power gloves sizzled, still emitting smoke and heat waves.

Luo Xi controlled Veronica and experienced the refreshing feeling of beating up the subspace demon. He didn't have time to say anything to Ryan. The Iron Man rushed up as if teleporting and punched the bronze bull demon who was still struggling to get up into the rock layer.

It was a complete physical fight, complete violence and brutality. Veronica's energy reactor extracted all of its energy and injected it all into the stance generator, making its fists even more ferocious and violent.

"Fuck you, aren't you good at fighting?"

"Get up!"

Roche only felt that he had beaten the Bronze Bull of Khorne until its flesh and bones were separated, and his iron body was hammered into scrap iron. When he and Veronica killed each other, an inexplicable power overflowed from the dead Bronze Bull, enveloped the iron man's body, and made it faintly emit the color of brass.

Luo Xi's heart was pounding, and in an instant he felt the sweet taste of victory in battle, which was glory and fighting, fearlessness and courage.

Veronica detected the abnormality and immediately strengthened the anti-psychic black stone array in her body. The brass-colored luster suddenly dimmed.

Luo Xi looked at his power gloves thoughtfully. As long as he fought the demons of Khorne in close combat, he would often unleash more powerful power and damage.

That evil god from the Warp named Blood God didn't even seem to mind being amplified and made stronger by his enemies.

He remembered the rumors from the battlefields during the Battle of Nuceria and the Battle of Amatra: the Blood God only cared about rivers of blood, no matter who was bleeding.

(End of this chapter)