Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire - #367 - Chapter 360 Killing the Demon

The Skulltaker is the champion of Khorne. He only offers the skulls of the strong. During this time, he did not find a suitable gift. This originally made him impatient and angry until the arrival of Sergeant Catachan. This mortal made him His eyes lit up, his soul was shining and loyal, his body was healthy and strong, as sharp as a blade and as strong as a shield.

He was a little anxious at this point, but he had to kill the valuable skull himself. He drew out his long sword, pointed at the Fool who had experienced nine deaths and came here, and spoke in confused and twisted words. “One step forward.”

Amid the cheers and madness of the demons, those mortals were instantly isolated and gathered together on the dark obsidian ground in the carnival of demons, ghosts, ghosts and snake gods. At the edge of the long sword, the sergeant chief looked at the strange face of the demon, with a smile on his face. Smiles and madness.

The Catachan warrior spoke. “Do you just want to tease the prey? Just like a cat seeing a mouse, you can let those demons bite my flesh and blood. You don’t need to bear the risk at all.” He drew out his long blade and held the shotgun shell in one hand in his right hand. , watching those monsters warily.

The Skull Snatcher has a weird smile, with sharp teeth exposed. “The important skull is worth the risk. Father God also likes me to take risks for this matter. Your flesh, blood, and head can become the core of my attention to Him.”

“Am I your trophy?” the Master Chief said with interest. He knew that he should not communicate with the devil, but he thought it was necessary to communicate with this once mysterious enemy of mankind.

“Yes, of course, you are one of my favorite sacrifices. At present, you are qualified.” The demon stepped forward, his toes stepped on the ground, and dueling, this behavior advocated by Khorne, was very important to this group of people. Very important to the devil.

Countless terrifying demons formed a circle around this area, and the ancient war drums and roars continued to circulate with restless notes.

Catachan and the others took off their fake skin, and the bright red things fell down, revealing those strong muscles and ferocious eyes. He took a step forward, and the demons roared like a carnival. The smell of blood accompanied the midnight cold wind, and again Heated by the devil’s body temperature, it turned into a stench that made people restless and sick.

Those daemons will not interfere with a duel approved by Khorne. This savage and primitive fighting method and the honor it brings are what those creatures of the Warp are shaped by emotions. They are born to pursue, and they can kill for those emotions on the battlefield. Cut off the skulls of enemies and insert them into something to pay tribute to their disgusting father god, or you can risk fighting with the enemy for this purpose.

The Catachans were only twenty meters away from the demon at the moment, but except for the Master Chief, no one else dared to move, because they knew that if they moved even slightly, the demons would tear them into pieces.

Are they afraid of death? No, it’s just that they don’t want to die without value. If in other opportunities, they can become a breaking hammer to save themselves and their brothers from this hell, at this point, they have to endure their anger. and desire.

Those powerful warriors could only watch the sergeant chosen by the demon move forward. The skulltaker and the Catachan sergeant were facing each other tit for tat. The blades in their hands reflected dazzling white light in the light of the waving torches. Only the sound of breathing could be heard in the whole place. permeated.

They tested each other, but in the end Master Chief Catachan got timid. He fired first. The bright projectiles were like an explosion of thunder. A large number of explosive bombs instantly sprayed down the demon leader. The huge flames and heat did not destroy the demon’s body. His body, and most projectiles, were also protected by his Khorne-forged armor.

Different from the barbarism and stupidity that most people imagine, the one on the Brass Throne is one of the most exquisite metal builders in the world. Countless war machines and crazy creations, and even the concept of the devil engine come from this. Proposed by the earliest god of war.

The armor forged by Him was hit by an invincible explosive that could shatter a human body. However, there were only many small pits marked by white projectiles, which would fade away after just a few polishes.

And this sudden attack was also understood by the devil. The thick tail of this terrifying supreme creature suddenly touched the ground, drawing a frightening trace on the obsidian ground, and then offset the powerful propulsion. After that, the tail compressed like a spring and began to rebound.

This time, the acceleration was extremely fast, more terrifying than the projectile. The bloody sword grazed Sergeant Catachan’s cheek, embedded deeply into his face, tearing off part of his flesh and blood, and then the blood began to flow out, revealing the white gums. .

It was just that Catachan hid very quickly to avoid being pierced through the brain by a sword. He gasped heavily and looked at this monster that could not be understood with human wisdom. His colleagues covered his cheeks with hemostatic gel on a large scale.

Those sticky man-made objects covered his cheeks, absorbing the blood and turning it bright red, and at the same time stopped the blood vessels and spit out his life force. However, it took a long time to make this action, and the demon just watched.

Arrogance? Stupidity? Morality? It probably doesn’t matter. He is enjoying, enjoying the fear, worry, or disgust of a powerful mortal towards him. No matter what, those strong emotions will make him feel the joy of fighting, and he The stronger the human beings he faced, the happier he became.

At the same time, he also felt the dangerous smell that Catachan just exuded, suppressing his thoughts of pursuing victory.

“Are you ready? Mortal?” He raised his weapon. The bright red blood sword became even more demonic after absorbing the blood. The demons were beating the war drums made by someone they didn’t know how. The roaring sound made people dizzy. .

“I don’t need mercy…” Sergeant Catachan was already prepared at this moment. If the demon just came to assassinate him, he would try to imprison its body at the risk of his life, and then pierce the long blade into its heart, forcing it to leave. this universe.

Maybe it was the beast-like gaze that alerted the demon. The Master Chief silently swore in his heart that he would do better next time, be more hidden, and breathe steadily at the same time.

He understood that this demon would not take the initiative to attack because he could not bear the possibility of death by Catachan. He was burdened with the entire demon army and the orders of his father.

This was an opportunity, a very important opportunity, and compared to most firearms, swords were more lethal to demons. He threw away his shotgun and let the exquisite weapon fall to the ground casually.

Then he held the long blade, took a deep breath, stepped, and slashed. At the same time, the demon focused all his attention on his blade. The demon immediately used one hand and the blood sword to hold the Catachan sergeant’s blade, and the other The sharp bloody claws on his hand swung out.

It’s just that the Master Chief immediately picked up the carbine on his waist and threw away the explosive bombs just to make him careless. The deflagration carbine was the ultimate kill. Such a high-heat weapon can destroy the tissue of living things. Under absolute temperatures, as long as the devil still follows the carbon-based biological The concept of forming a body is still valid.

Although the power of the Supreme Heaven has created a certain degree of high temperature resistance for those demons, those things are useless at temperatures high enough to melt fine gold.

In an instant, the demon’s left arm was burned by the detonation beam, and the Skull Snatcher pulled away in surprise. What surprised him was that if the gun just missed by a few centimeters, Sergeant Catachan’s head would be melted and turned into a Mud.

At this moment, the bright red thick arm fell down and fell on the obsidian table. The demons, including the mortal rune warrior who summoned them, couldn’t help but exclaim in low voices, because they took off the arm of a Khorne champion. That was a great achievement rarely seen in many years.

But this was nothing to the Skull Snatcher. He easily picked up the fallen arm, and the Master Chief fired to stop it. However, with a flick of his blood sword, the heat ray was split in half, scattered out, and the two The unfortunate bloodletting demon was penetrated.

Even if Sergeant Catachan fired again, it would have little effect. He could only watch the demon put his arm on his shoulder, and it was intact after the hissing sound. He was not angry, he just said.

“Okay, okay, the sacrifice must be like this, and the skull must be smart.” He became more interested, and he was able to face Catachan, the most powerful person among the forest warriors, with ease, because he was fighting for During the thousands of years his master had fought, he had killed and trained countless times before he reached where he was today.

Sergeant Catachan realized that he couldn’t deal with this monster. He wanted to retreat, but if they didn’t kill this monster, their efforts would become ridiculous and funny. However, the gap between physical ability and combat experience did not happen overnight and the so-called will. Death can solve the problem, unless…

His eyes looked at the cage where the strange giant monster was imprisoned, and then he immediately returned to his original position. He raised his palms, gestured to prepare for battle, then held the frag grenade at his waist, and immediately ran to the cage.

Skull Snatcher shouted. “Damn it, catch him back, he wants to destroy the ceremony, he wants to escape?!” This demon has seen countless powerful people fearing his power and panicking. At this moment, he subconsciously attributed this matter to that kind of funny among the despicable.

But when those demons approached, the Catachans were ready to take advantage of the chaos to attack. Several flash bombs and smoke bombs fell on the ground. After violent explosions, several beams of heat rays killed many demons.

The Catachans put on infrared equipment and saw everything here through the white screen. However, this trick was ineffective against the high-level Khorne Vanguard. Those guys who were smaller in number and more crazy rushed towards the Catachans with their swords drawn. .

The chaos lasted for a full minute. During this time, battles continued. The Master Chief got up from the ground and picked up the frag grenade a little too slowly. It took a full minute to throw away the monster’s special ones. In the cage.

But a bright red blood arrow suddenly penetrated the palm of his hand, and the pierced grenade, the charge inside was scattered on the ground, losing its effectiveness.

The Skull Snatcher was walking quickly now. He let go of the bright red long bow, and a special helmet appeared on his head at some point. It shone like ruby, allowing him to see through the fog.

Then a Khorne Vanguard quickly put away the weapon, his, he spoke angrily. “I misjudged you, mortal, you don’t deserve the honor I give you, go to hell!”

But Catachan said. “No hound can smell it. You forgot that humans also have a weapon called thunder.”

“What?” Only then did the Skull Snatcher discover that in the smoke-filled air, an inconspicuous silk thread was connected to the tip of his toe, and he had already stepped on it.

The monster still wanted to leave, but Catachan immediately stabbed him away, using Catachan’s long blade to cut open his flesh and blood. The blade cut off the careless and absent-minded demon leader’s head, and bright red high-temperature blood covered his body. , and at the same time, the pained demon swung the handle of the knife with all his strength, knocking him away…

It was a melt bomb, with violent flashes and heat spurting out, and the madness of death also appeared at the same time. Even a champion demon like the Skull Snatcher could not be affected by the huge heat that could melt the demon engine. At the same time, he was extremely close to the enemy. Distance, and Catachan’s heroes could not avoid death.

Everyone dies eventually, but some die too early and some die too late. It is rare to say that someone dies in the right place and at the right time, but the Master Chief can be said to be one of them. This is difficult, but the Emperor obviously favors him. .

From an unknown person in the hive city to a powerful soul that even demons are greedy and fearful of, his journey has passed through countless mortals who will never understand or feel it.

At the same time, he also calculated that the explosion would release those monsters. In the chaos, those friends, compatriots, and the remaining Catachan guards would also escape. As long as he was sacrificed in this plan, he would be able to In exchange for a real victory, its value has far exceeded expectations.

But he quickly realized that he had not come to the highest heaven, nor had he met the emperor. Even if his whole body was sore and painful and he was lying on the ground, it was not dissolved because of the high temperature. It was just because of the demon blood in his body. To be precise, , it was the demon’s attack, the full blow of the Skull Snatcher, that hit him and sent him flying.

He was holding the head of the dead demon at the moment. At the same time, he was extremely lucky and landed inside the food trough of the monsters. His whole body was covered with corpse juice. At the same time, the demon’s blood hindered the spread of high temperature, preventing him from dying from the heat. The aftermath of the melting explosion, the giant monster food, and the remains of the dead humans also eased his fall.

This was the second life given to him by those who had died. It was a miracle that occurred with the blessing of the emperor and a coincidence. He endured the smell of corruption in his body, grabbed the tentacles of a giant monster, and was dragged by that thing. Then he left the cage and stood up shakily.

he shouted. “The leader is dead!” Then he raised his arms, and blood flowed from the bright red head on it, dripping down on his body, making a sizzling sound. At the same time, Catachan’s signal bomb was emitted from here, and the fog dispersed the smoke.

Amid the wailing screams of the demons and the howls of flares that pierced the sky, the bloody warriors held high the heads they had earned with their lives and wisdom, shouting success and hope amidst chaos and death.