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

His armor was covered in blood, and various skulls were stuck into the bone spurs on the back of his head.

There were political commissars wearing hats, civilians with terrified faces, and soldiers in despair.

These are all spoils of war obtained by the other side in the world of Formore.

They slaughtered that world and used the heads of the dead as decorations.

The Chaos traitor held a blood-stained chainsaw sword in his hand.

Black chains bound the sword hilt to his hand to prevent it from slipping off.

In his other hand he held a bomb gun that looked like it had never been maintained.

The rusty gun barrel was still writhing with lumps of flesh and growing sharp teeth.

Normally, this kind of weapon should have been scrapped long ago.

It's so badly rusted, it can't possibly fire any more bullets.

But even with the blessing of the highest heavens, the berserker's gun defied the laws of physics.

Not only can it continue firing, but the bullets it fires are also very powerful.

The enemy's mask had been shattered in the battle, as had the breathing barriers underneath.

Through the damaged area, Messinius saw the other party's fierce appearance.

He felt completely at peace.

The face beneath the helmet seemed to be forged from steel, its expression remaining unchanged throughout.

After completing the original upgrade, Messinius gained a more focused mind, greater speed, and greater strength.

The enemy's movements were broken down into slow motion in his perfect mind.

He scrutinized the enemy's every move, searching for their weaknesses, and devising corresponding countermeasures in his mind.

"Blood sacrifice to the Blood God, skull..."

The berserker raised his chainsaw sword high and swung it down toward Messinius's head.

Messinius moved to the side a little.

The roaring blade fell from his side with a tiny deviation.

The berserker's face displayed a mix of emotions, including regret, pity, and anger.

Then, he revealed a longing.

I want to do it again.

After all, it was just a hair's breadth away.

If we could just go a little faster, we could definitely tear the flesh and blood of this Corpse King's servant in front of us.

Unfortunately, the berserker didn't get a second chance.

Messinius activated the Power Fist, and a deep blue light burst forth, intertwining with it.

He swung his fist out suddenly, and the huge fist struck the enemy's chest.

The violent force instantly destroyed the opponent's armor and flesh.

A smoking hole was left in the original location of the organ.

Crimson blood splattered out, eventually landing on his white armor.

The berserker ultimately failed to finish his slogan before collapsing with a thud.

"For the Emperor!" Messinius shouted, then walked past the traitor and continued onward.

The same applies to the other warriors of the White Consul Chapter.

With his enhanced body and brand-new weapons,

They slaughtered the Chaos Space Marines with overwhelming force.

Use powerful firepower to destroy enemy bunkers and artillery positions, thus breaking down the enemy's defensive lines.

At first, they advanced very quickly.

Heavy firepower, including whistling rockets and small missiles, easily destroyed the rotting terracotta and the writhing flesh of the building.

The continuous explosions shattered the cultists and members of the Dark Mechanicus.

However, this advantage did not last long.

As more and more enemies entered the battlefield, their speed gradually slowed down.

the other side,

As the subspace force field of the asteroid is disrupted,

The fleet commanded by Asagai was now able to directly attack the surface of the asteroid and the main body of the hell ship.

But those demons also gained the power to operate on the asteroid.

They swooped down from the sky, rushing towards the imperial heroes like Messinius, attempting to overwhelm them with sheer numbers.

"One Skabrand isn't enough, these little devils have to make up the numbers too. In that case, let's fight."

White Wolf discarded his bomb gun, swapped it for a chainsaw axe, and cleaved the charging demon in two.

"Big brother, at a time like this, stop with the jokes and get into formation."

"Protect Seed Bro. No matter what, even if we can't beat Skabrand, we have to hold him off."

Arguing is arguing, making a fuss is making a fuss.

When players are doing serious business, they are quite serious.

They quickly regrouped.

Form battle formations as taught by the Silent Sisters and the Grey Knights.

They superimpose their own soulless force fields to achieve the maximum suppression effect.

Sensing this powerful, soulless force field, the demons screamed and fled, or avoided them like a tidal wave.

Those unlucky souls who rushed too fast and couldn't stop were ground into black smoke by the soulless force field and died screaming.

Rostov and the others endured their discomfort and stayed by the side of the White Wolf and the other chosen ones.

This is a smart move.

The battlefield was too chaotic; no one could spare the time to ensure the judge's safety.

"They're not giving us any chance at all!!"

Chirk's face showed despair.

Being too close to the soulless caused her immense suffering.

But not far away were even more grotesque and numerous demons.

Once she is freed from the protection of the Soulless Ones, she will be instantly torn to shreds by those warp monsters.

"We're definitely doomed. Look at that huge guy over there. Who among us can beat him?"

Chirk reached out shakily and pointed at the distant Khorne.

Anyone familiar with the races of the warp knows Skabrand.

This guy has destroyed countless races and turned countless prosperous worlds into scorched earth.

In the mythology of many races, Skabrand is the embodiment of war, destruction, and death.

The appearance of this creature signifies the end of the world.

"No matter what, we have to try our best."

"Giving up like this will inevitably lead to failure; only by persevering can we hope to succeed."

Rostov suppressed his fear, calmly analyzed the current situation, and looked for an opportunity to break the deadlock.

Despite Skabrand's imposing presence, he was still able to continue thinking.

This already demonstrates that the judge possessed extraordinary courage and a strong mind.

"We must destroy the Blackstone device and restore everything to normal."

"Head towards the Dark Temple. If we can destroy the Black Stone Device, we still have hope."

Rostov looked towards the distant temple.

Now, the only chance of victory is to destroy the Blackrock apparatus and weaken Skarbrand.

Rostov communicated with the White Wolf, requesting that the other party send him several soulless individuals.

He then contacted Messinius.

They were instructed to launch an attack on the Dark Temple at all costs and destroy the Black Stone Device.

“Let’s go,” Rostov said to his followers.

"Our only way to survive is to destroy that temple."

And so, Seed, White Wolf, and the other chosen ones were tasked with holding off the Great Demon Khorne and buying time.

The others headed towards the Dark Temple to destroy the Black Stone Device.

…………

Brother Zhong has completed his second awakening.

Although it was not originally forged and strengthened, under the Emperor's blessing,

His strength, speed, and explosiveness are no less than those of the original Forged Warriors.

Skabrand launched an attack, determined to take the head of this outsider in the name of the Blood God.

Only in this way can the humiliation inflicted on the Blood God by the other party be washed away.

When Skabrand charged toward Seed...

He could sense that the Blood God was watching the battle.

Since the day of his betrayal, He, who sat high on the brass throne, had not spared a single glance for the poor Skabrand.

No matter how many lives he slaughtered or what pleasing actions he took, the Blood God paid no heed, as if he had completely forgotten him.

Today, He cast His gaze upon Skabrand once again, which filled Skabrand with joy.

Whether they can regain the favor of the Blood God depends on this opportunity.

Seed Bro won eight duels.

If they were normal people, they would have already received the blessing and become the focus of Khorne's attention.

If you can complete the Crimson Trial, you might even have the chance to be promoted to Demon Prince or Demon Prince.

Unfortunately, the emperor blocked all of Khorne's blessings.

Brother Zhong kept humiliating him; how could he tolerate such a thing?!

Now, Blood God only wants to see Skabrand cut off the outsider's head.

Zheng!

Seed blocked Skabrand's attack with his sword.

The terrifying force transmitted from the axe blade made Brother Zhong feel as if he had been hit by a Glory Queen-class battleship traveling at the speed of light.

The enormous reaction force sent him flying like a cannonball.

With a bang, it crashed into a blasphemous mechanical tower crackling with electric arcs.

"What terrifying power." Brother Zhong struggled to his feet.

The Soulless Force Field suppressed Skabrand's warp power.

But his opponent could easily crush him with just his flesh and blood.

boom! boom!

Heavy footsteps echoed, making the earth tremble.

Skabrand strode forward and charged towards where Seed was.