Warhammer 40: Doom

Chapter 122 I won't disturb you, I'm leaving now.

The deeper the ten-man team went, the fiercer the interceptions they encountered became, but these had no effect on them.

The gift from the Father of Genetics endowed the Doomsday Warriors with endless stamina, keeping them at their peak condition at all times.

They showed no mercy, slaughtering the aliens without batting an eye, as if cleaning up filth.

"Humans! Enough is enough!"

The sand lizard priest, wearing a feathered crown, hissed as it raised its scepter amidst heavy protection, chanting incantations to unleash blue psionic flames.

The Void Fire ignited upon touching the ground, transforming into a towering pillar of fire that engulfed the black-armored warrior.

The sand lizard priest and the warriors protecting it breathed a sigh of relief, finally managing to stop the black-armored warriors' attack.

In just two minutes, humanity slaughtered thousands of elite warriors and countless auxiliary troops.

Nothing can stop humanity's progress for even a second!

Before they could celebrate, a series of pattering footsteps came from the fire.

The ten warriors continued their advance, emerging from the blue flames. As their feet touched the ground, the blue flames receded, the psionic energy amplifying the warriors' resolve.

The Doomss's black armor remained unchanged, the blue flames burning away the blood and filth, making them look exactly the same as when the battle began.

The Emperor used "Radiant Gold" to forge armor for the Doomsday Warriors; this rare metal does not react to psionic energy.

Osiris led his brothers forward, the aliens in front of them trembling, their weapons nearly slipping from their grasp.

The blades formed by black warriors are slowly piercing through the sand lizards' scales, pressing against their fragile hearts, freezing their courage with icy slaughter.

"Cover me as I retreat! I need to prepare new psionic spells!" the sand lizard priest screamed incoherently, ordering the warriors to cover him.

The priest raised his scepter, which emitted a ghastly green light. It roared and whipped its servants, causing the lizardmen carrying the chair to stagger backward, their scales scraping against the ground with a hissing sound.

"We must stop the humans; we cannot let them get close to the High Priest."

"We're finished if we lose our barrier!"

Hearing the priest's urging, the warriors mustered their courage again, grabbed their high-frequency blades, and charged forward menacingly.

"Keep going," Osiris commanded his brothers without emotion.

Although I couldn't understand what the aliens were saying, judging from their panicked expressions, their destination shouldn't be far away.

With a strange roar, the sand lizard pounced again.

The nail that sticks out gets hammered down; the Doomsday Soldier reduced it to atomic ash, turning it into dust in a flash.

The Doomsday Warriors kept advancing; they were rushing too fast.

The priests' summoned flames could not stop them, lightning and frost were weak and ineffective, and the storm was like a gentle breeze.

In the heart of the city, atop a spiraling, towering tower, the corpse of a sand lizard falls from a great height.

The flow of blood down the spiral staircase was so intense that the sand lizard reinforcements arriving from behind slipped and fell in the chaos.

The weapon, crackling with lightning that could disintegrate everything, cleaved the alien, blade and all, into pieces, leaving it to die a wretched death.

The Doom Slayer's power even exceeded the Emperor's expectations.

At this moment, they fight for their genetic father, unleashing power far greater than ever before.

They need not hide, nor worry; they only need to destroy the enemy before them!

At the landing site outside the city, some astute warriors have already noticed that the stable psionic barrier has begun to shake and seems to be weakening.

Legion Commander Locke noticed it too, and immediately notified his men: "Get ready, a surprise attack might be coming soon!"

The Space Marines immediately geared up; they were just as excited. Warhounds were the Imperium’s best assault soldiers.

After a rampage of carnage, the Doomsday Warrior charged into the top of the tower, into the transparent dome surrounded by the city.

Osiris beheaded the priest in his panic, slammed his hand on the safety door, and opened the final safety door.

"Humanity……"

The Sand Lizard High Priest was heartbroken. It hovered in the center of the dome, watching as humans slaughtered their own kind before charging irresistibly into the room.

The priest was channeling spiritual energy to prevent the barrier from collapsing completely and allowing humans from outside the city to flood in.

"I want you to be buried with me."

The high priest also wore a feathered crown, which was even more magnificent, with blue feathers shimmering with iridescent light.

The Doomsday Warriors surrounded the priest from ten directions; if it weren't for the Father of Genetics needing this alien, it would have died a thousand times over.

They watched the crazed alien priest silently, wondering what tricks it would have up its sleeve.

The high priest felt scorned and grew even more frantic, chanting incantations.

A powerful being, whose consciousness has penetrated deep into the void of the soul, pleaded for help, promising to sacrifice countless humans in exchange for its arrival.

Soon, joy appeared on the priest's crazed face, and the powerful being of the void of souls responded to it, saying that it would come immediately.

Rumble~
A strange clap of thunder exploded in the alien nest.

The soldiers at the landing site outside the city were somewhat surprised; what exactly had happened inside? Above high orbit, Doom frowned slightly; he detected the stench of chaos.

Ahriman also looked up, gazing at the stars below through the porthole, noticing some changes but not knowing what they were.

Within the city's high platform, a subspace rift was opened, unleashing a torrent of malevolent energy.

"Cluck~ Cluck~ Cluck~"

A bird-like cry, mixed with ethereal laughter, was heard, and a figure resembling a giant bird slowly appeared.

demon!

The Doom Slayers present immediately recognized the true nature of this filthy and twisted creature as a malevolent incarnation from the warp.

"Wait for it to come out."

Before his brother charged, Osiris reassured him via telepathy: "Make sure it doesn't get away!"

"When mortals call upon me, I will come to defeat your enemies. After you have succeeded, do not forget your promise."

The Demon Lord of Myriad Transformations descended, his head held high, regarding everything as nothing.

Few beings in the mortal world can threaten it. The Demon Lord enjoys the worship of the priests and even plots how many souls he can harvest.

"Pick as you like, it's all yours."

The priest, suspended in the air, humbly lowered his head, not daring to look directly at the great power descending from the void of souls.

Its lowered beastly eyes reflected the still figure of the human warrior.

The human warriors remained motionless and did not interrupt the ritual. By the time they realized what was happening, it was too late.

The power of the Void of Souls will destroy these warriors, and then annihilate the army outside the city.

As the illusion became reality, the body of the Myriad Transformations Demon Lord solidified completely amidst the iridescent light.

The Myriad Transformations Demon Lord spread its wings, its blue feathers shimmering with the light of wisdom. It held a scepter, and wisdom and mysterious magic flowed from its fingertips:

"Mortal beings, worship..."

Then it saw the warriors at its feet, staring at it, their eyes beneath their helmets brimming with murderous intent.

It also clearly saw the mark on the warrior's armor, the crimson mark of a god-slayer.

"Cough~ cough~ cough~"

The ever-changing demon king raised its neck, its tongue flicking as it swallowed the rest of the words.

As if enraged, it grabbed the sand lizard priest by the throat with its black talons, and, to the priest's astonishment, gave him a kind, slightly obsequious smile.

The Demon Lord's arrogance vanished, replaced by panic and confusion: "Would you believe me if I said I went the wrong way?"

Tzeentch is now truly panicked. Warriors with the bloodline of god-slayers are right before his eyes, and to be killed by them means utter annihilation.

The proof was erased, the essence was plundered, and it vanished without a trace.

Seeing that the soldiers didn't respond, it started chattering and then tried to play dumb: "I won't bother you~ I'm leaving now~ You guys go ahead with your work~"

“This… damned alien,” the Demon Lord of Changeless Form pondered for a second, then nodded with satisfaction, carrying the Sand Lizard Priest: “That’s right, the damned alien is yours.”

Ignoring the horrified sand lizard priest, he began chanting incantations, preparing to leave the real universe.

It was extremely anxious and only wanted to leave as soon as possible; the scene here was too terrifying!

"Stay here!" Osiris's icy roar echoed, and Tzeentch was filled with despair.

A spear tore through the air, piercing its beak and silencing the great demon completely.

Immediately afterwards, its wings were pierced, and the Great Demon fell from the sky, its chest shattered by a warhammer.

In an instant, demonic blood splattered everywhere, and blue, filthy blood covered the ground.

Amidst the dazzling display, the Myriad Transformations Demon Lord truly felt his life slipping away, and he glared venomously at the terrified priest.

Its still-movable black toes were aimed at it, intending to take revenge with a lightning strike.

Another sword struck, severing its arms and wings, extinguishing the demon's last hope.

On his deathbed, the Demon Lord of Myriad Changes saw a black combat boot stepping on his head.

Osiris crushed the demon's head and felt a power flow into his body, leaving him momentarily at a loss.

“It’s a normal reaction. You’ll learn more in the future,” Doom’s voice rang out in the mind link, soothing his agitation.

"I understand."

The Doomsday Warrior knocked the priest unconscious with a single punch, completely shutting down the psionic barrier.

"Rush!!"

The closing of the barrier was the call to attack; the impatient warhounds howled and charged toward the alien city.

(Three chapters today. I've been busy these past few days. I'll try to write four, or even five, chapters once I've sorted things out.)

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