Warhammer: I don’t want to become an evil god!!

Guilliman stepped forward and faced Fugrim directly.

"It seems you're prepared to die, Guilliman."

Fogrem lunged at Guilliman.

He launched his attack, swift and fierce like a venomous snake.

Four blades swiftly rained down on his Primarch brothers.

They flew so fast that bystanders couldn't even see them passing through the air.

Guilliman blocked them with the Emperor's Sword.

The burst of energy caused the air to churn violently.

Another attack came, but Guilliman used the Hand of Domination to deflect the opponent's blade.

The Emperor's Sword pierced through the defensive circle formed by the four swords, broke through the armor, and sliced ​​across the opponent's body.

Fugrim let out a painful roar, using his serpent tail to lift his body, and then slashed downwards with his sword.

Guilliman tried to create distance, but Fogrem pressed on relentlessly, giving him no chance to catch his breath.

He swung his domineering hand, using his gauntlets to block the opponent's blade.

He swung the Emperor's Sword in his hand, severing the opponent's vicious blade, and then cut off the opponent's hand in one swift motion.

Fugrim let out a piercing scream that created a sound wave, forcing Guilliman to dodge and retreat.

A surge of warp energy rushed into Vogrim's body.

However, the incision on his arm was completely charred and showed no sign of healing.

Instead, a burning pain kept coming.

"Father's sword is not bad, is it?" Guilliman mocked.

“I’m going to kill you.” Pure malice shone on Forgrim’s face.

“Give it a try,” Guilliman said, stepping forward.

The two sides clashed again.

After another collision, Guilliman revealed a weakness.

Fugrim seized the opportunity, and one of the blades thrust out at an odd angle, piercing Guilliman's arm.

Guilliman cried out in pain and staggered backward.

The toxins suddenly erupted in his body, causing excruciating pain and dizziness at the same time.

Just as Fugrim was about to press his advantage, a terrifying light suddenly erupted.

Immediately afterwards, a man with pure white wings appeared from the light, wielding a scepter and striking him on the head, forcing him to retreat.

After forcing Forgrim to retreat, Qin Yun was enveloped in a dazzling light, bestowing blessings and prayers upon Guilliman.

The Emperor's power was channeled into Guilliman's body through Qin Yun as an anchor point.

Guilliman's pierced arm glowed, expelling the toxins and restoring everything to its original state.

Fugrim: "…………"

I'll just use cheats, why are you using cheats too?!

I followed Horus in his rebellion, painstakingly searched for the Angel of Extinction, and schemed my way to becoming a demon to finally unlock this cheat code. How come you can unlock it just by sleeping?!

How shameless!

"It's you!" Fugrim recognized Qin Yun. "You've come at the right time. Let's kill you all together."

"You're the one who's going to get slaughtered."

Guilliman shouted and lunged at Forgrim, sword in hand.

Qin Yun, wielding the Heavenly Punishment Scepter, launched an attack in coordination.

After his ascension, Vogrim's combat power surpasses Guilliman's, but it is weaker than the combination of Guilliman and Qin Yun.

In particular, Qin Yun could continuously apply buffs to enhance Guilliman's combat power, and Vograim quickly fell into a disadvantageous position.

“Let’s settle accounts from ten thousand years ago, Fugrim.”

Guilliman roared, his eyes burning with explosive rage.

"You have willingly degenerated into a lackey of the evil god who sells hooks."

The fact that Guilliman uttered such vicious words startled even Forgrim.

This was the second time he had heard the term "selling hooks" today.

How dare they, how dare they, insult the great god of pleasure like this.

Forgrim charged toward Guilliman, who met him wielding the Emperor's Sword, which was engulfed in raging flames.

The Hand of Domination erupted once more, unleashing a dense barrage of projectiles at Forgrim, which he dodged by sidestepping.

Fugrim's lower body swam rapidly, using astonishing speed to approach Guilliman.

The blade, imbued with a malevolent warp curse, thrust forward, only to be blocked by Guilliman's Imperial Sword.

"Raging Thunder".

Taking advantage of the situation, Qin Yun made his move. A violent bolt of lightning suddenly erupted, incredibly bright, and instantly struck Forgrim, causing him to scream.

Guilliman seized the opportunity and threw a punch. The terrifying force caused Forgrim's head to tilt to the side, and half of his face was smashed, making him look grotesque and terrifying.

Then Guilliman grabbed Forgrim by the horn and pulled him in front of him.

The radiance emanating from Guilliman made Fugrim feel extremely uncomfortable, and he couldn't help but want to scream.

"This is for that sword strike ten thousand years ago." Guilliman thrust out his sword, the sharp blade instantly piercing through Forgrim's body.

The scorching imperial flames caused Fogrem to scream repeatedly and collapse to the ground, wailing in agony.

PS: I've already passed 500 monthly votes this month. Including the two chapters I owed you before, I owe you a total of three chapters. I'll take a break for a while and then release a ton of chapters to make up for it.

Chapter 134 Lord Cypher, whose loyalty and treachery are hard to discern (6k)

"Today is your end, Fogrem. Pay for your sins."

Guilliman roared as he stepped forward, his eyes burning with a furious rage for revenge.

He wanted to bring to a conclusion many things that happened ten thousand years ago.

To avenge my father, to Feralus, and to those who died tragically, against Fulgrim.

At that moment, a terrifying firestorm suddenly struck, with explosives clashing in all directions, followed by plasma heat flow, dazzling hot-melt beams, and malevolent energy from the subspace.

A group of noise warriors arrived on the battlefield without anyone noticing.

They unleashed a barrage of fire on Guilliman, creating a deadly barrage.

"shelter."

Qin Yun slammed the Heavenly Punishment Scepter into the ground, unleashing a terrifying burst of spiritual power.

A golden shield appeared before him and Guilliman, completely neutralizing and annihilating the enemy's ranged attacks.

"Protect the original body".

There was a noisy warrior's roar.

Fugrim collapsed to the ground, convulsing, his screams of agony piercing the air.

The father's power is destroying his immortal demonic body.

At the same time, another equally powerful force is entering his body and repairing it.

The wound was burning hot and excruciatingly painful, a pain that even the original body could not endure.

But vaguely, Fugrim felt pleasure and excitement from this burning pain.

Slaanesh's blessing was thus amplified, and more warp power flowed into Forgrim's body.

Noise warriors and Slaanesh demons surged forward, surrounding Forgrim and attempting to take the wounded demon principality away.

"Fire for the Emperor."

The commander raised his arms and shouted.

Many players who had followed Qin Yun opened fire in retaliation, while others activated their swords and axes and charged into close combat.

In an instant, explosive guns roared, molten metal flew everywhere, and the two sides clashed in a fierce battle.

"Fulgrim."

Enraged, Guilliman roared as he strode toward the Primarch who was being dragged along by the enemy.

Along the way, noise warriors and Slaanesh emitted strange howls as they charged at Guilliman in an attempt to buy him time.

Guilliman wielded the Emperor's Sword and went on a killing spree, cleaving all the enemies who rushed at him into pieces.

Fugrim tried to stand up and fight back against Guilliman, but the wounds in his abdomen and severed hand were excruciatingly painful.

The more blessings Slaanesh bestows, the more painful his wounds become.

Two opposing wills were locked in a fierce battle, using his body as their battlefield.

Soon, Fogrem was unable to think or react to the situation on the battlefield.

No amount of subspace energy could repair the damage caused by his father's sword.

The searing pain and indescribable pleasure overwhelmed his remaining sanity.

A noise warrior opened his mouth and unleashed a piercing scream.

Layer upon layer of sound waves created deadly ripples.

The two players exploded on the spot, turning into a crimson mist of blood.

Guilliman's protective force field rippled outwards, completely neutralizing the sound waves.

Primarch then cleaved the Noise Warrior in two with a single sword strike.

The demons and traitorous warriors were powerless against Guilliman's wrath and were reduced to fragments in the Primarch's fury.

The battle intensified, and the Slaanesh demons continued to emerge.

She appears as a sexy young girl, but in reality, she is a succubus with a slender body, sharp claws, and a mouthful of fangs.

The Seeker rides a warhorse that resembles a hybrid of an anteater and a velociraptor, possessing an extremely high attack speed.

Numerous kinds of Slaanesh demons poured out from the warp behind the veil to join the battle and sacrifice themselves to take away the Prince of Pleasure's beloved.

“These guys are all so voluptuous,” Little Fatty exclaimed, his eyes wide. “No wonder they’re called Lust Demons, they really are lustful.”

He was controlling the exoskeleton armor that Kaul had previously modified for him.

Numerous weapons opened fire simultaneously, creating terrifying firepower that shattered the enemy.

“They’re all giant cows,” September 9th said in a low voice. “No wonder everyone wants to play with Slaanesh. I’m tempted to do it myself.”

“You’re overthinking it,” Krieg said. “They’re both hermaphroditic. When Slipper says something’s wrong with you, he’s probably insulting you. But when Slaanesh says something’s wrong with you, he’s telling the truth.”

"Thinking about it makes it even more exciting." September 9th chuckled mischievously. "When will the Guide lead us into Slaanesh territory, so we can fight those damned, monstrous cows for three hundred rounds?!"

"........."

boom! boom! boom!

The several lustful demons that rushed at them were smashed to pieces, the beautiful illusion vanished, leaving only charred and twisted corpses.

"So ugly. It has illusions when it's alive, but reveals its true form when it's dead," the chubby boy complained.

"The illusions of Slaanesh are as powerful as a woman's beauty filter."

September 9th's words made everyone laugh.

The players were discussing it heatedly, but there was no mercy in it.

They could see the true form of these lustful demons; the surging waves were indeed surging waves.

But if a body has seven or eight voluptuous breasts and a mouthful of fangs, no one can truly like it.

The player was just lewd, but far from being perverted.