"Blood sacrifice to the Blood God, skull sacrifice to the Skull Throne!!!"
The bloody wind was accompanied by roars, layers of iron chains pierced through the broken wings, and the broken horns were hideous. The demon that was summoned from the dark pool of blood stood proudly on the blood field.
The unimaginable.
Kahn took a deep breath, and he immediately determined that no one here was a match for that monster - no, the devil. Kahn ordered the World Eaters to defend without hesitation, to protect the Soulless in the middle of the army, and to call for a new round of air support.
The cold wind mixed with ice and blood in the sky seemed to be responding to the monster's roar. The signal was intermittent, and the sky in the main area was obscured by the storm. Kahn was not sure whether the air fleet had received his call for help.
[Tera time 00:16:00]
But on the vast blood plain, they had nowhere to retreat.
Then let’s fight.
"For the Emperor! For Angron!"
Kahn roared, his voice even louder than the roar of the demons. He rushed out first, raising his battle axe, and the other World Eaters also roared and rushed out with him.
The demon rushed straight forward like a cannonball towards the brave warrior who challenged it, and Skarbrand's angry and painful roar was mixed with the joy of the battle.
[Tera time 00:16:34]
“Aaaaaaah!!”
Skarbrand simply knocked aside any Khorne demons that tried to stop him from rushing towards the killing, and struck at Khârn with the Bloodaxe World Killer, who raised his axe to meet the attack without fear!
"throat!"
There was a loud bang loud enough to shatter bones, and Kahn felt all the muscles in his body bleeding. He clenched his teeth, his face twitched violently, and the devil's flames burned fiercely in front of him.
The two confronted each other for a brief moment. Skarbrand opened his bloody mouth and sprayed a foul smell directly at Kahn opposite him. Anger flashed in the demon's eyes. Kahn was shocked. It was going to attack again!
The other sharp claw of the demon tightly grasped the giant axe, the World Destroyer, and chopped at Kahn. Kahn used all his strength to slide away from the World Destroyer, and he was ready to face it head-on.
The sound of the power helmet breaking was heard, and Kahn flew out. Skarbrand's dirty hooves were still kicking Kahn away in the air. The Destroyer did not swing down at all, it was just a feint.
[Tera time 00:16:36]
"Bang!"
Kahn slammed into the ground, stirring up blood and mud. Blood oozed from his clenched teeth. His vision was blurred and he caught a glimpse of the flying debris of his other brothers in the air from the corner of his eye.
He struggled to get up from the muddy and cold ground. The buzzing alarm of the power armor's thermal insulation system rang in his ears, and there was a sound of bone breaking in his chest. Kahn shook his head, trying to make his vision clear again.
Then he raised his bolter and fired at the monster's face as he rushed forward. The ammunition that normally would have dented or even exploded armor merely made Skarbrand squint his eyes. The blood drinker was still harvesting heads indiscriminately.
[Tera time 00:16:43]
Khârn rushed to Skarbrand again, raised his battle axe and shouted in the name of Angron, and attacked the demon together with the two surviving centurions. The three mortal soulless ones also stuck closely to them, using every opportunity to pour ammunition at Skarbrand.
A heavy bomb and two strange grenades successfully hit the exile's left eye one after another. Skarbrand roared and called out the name of the Blood God. His strong blood-red muscles bulged, and he became even more angry and fanatical.
Only blood and heads can calm its anger!
Skarbrand swung his great axe, and the back of the axe hit a World Eater hard. The warrior flew out like a stone and hit the Soulless who didn't have time to dodge.
"Monster, come at me!"
Kahn roared, spat out a mouthful of blood, and his saliva made a hissing and corrosive sound inside the helmet.
The blood drinker roared with anger and joy. Under the will of the Blood God, it felt the extraordinary soul of the hero in front of it. It would personally offer the hero's head to its god to wash away its sins!
The two-handed axe swung at the enemy's head with all its strength at the same time, and the wings behind it spread wide. The cold wind made the layers of iron chains running through it roar, and the sharp sound of breaking wind carried the axe straight down. This was a blow that was impossible to take! But Kahn still roared and raised his axe. His dirty helmet reflected the growing stain on the horizon -
[Tera time 00:16:46]
There was another violent metal collision sound, but it was far less earth-shaking than expected. The flames burning around Skarbrand began to die out. This was the first signal.
Skarbrand let out a sharp and angry cry. He felt that the Blood God's will was once again moving away from him. Could it be that he had committed another crime that displeased the Blood God? !
The great demon raised his axe angrily and struck at the white-helmeted warrior again. Even though the opponent was extremely furious, his unstable legs told the blood drinker that he could not withstand the next blow. With just one strike, he would take back his head and regain the favor of the Blood God!
“Ding! Ding!!”
Two heavy bullets directly knocked away Skarbrand's double axes, and the demon was surprised to find that his axes, which could not be blocked, were off track - no, how could this be possible? !
Its chaotic brain was still unable to discover or understand that the source of its power was shrinking.
"Skarbrand!!!"
High-pitched, angry shouts came from the layers of wind and snow, violently tearing through the howling cold wind.
The Blood God soldiers that had originally crawled out densely on the blood field began to wither, and their remaining limbs that had not yet crawled out fell weakly back into the pool of blood, dying under the erosion of darkness.
Skarbrand looked at the blood demon army on the battlefield in horror, and saw that they were... running away?!
The Skull Reapers screamed and threw down their Hellblades, pushing and shoving their way towards the Blood Drinkers, while the Overlords reaped each other's lives as quickly as possible, striving to return to the Blood God's domain before darkness fell. Even the Flesh Hounds supervising the battle galloped away from that ominous area, but when they ran far enough, the Blood God angrily twisted their heads to pieces.
Skarbrand found it difficult to understand what he saw. He put down his two axes in confusion and stared at the darkness that was rapidly moving towards him. He felt that the gift of the Blood God was getting farther and farther away from him.
How...how is this possible
"Skarbrand! Come here!! Fight with me!!!"
The monster shouted its name accurately, with raging anger in its shout, but Skarbrand could not feel the fighting spirit brought to it by the enemy as usual. No, this was not right, this was not right!
It panted and gripped its double axes tightly, its smelly breath turning into blood mist in the cold. It should rush forward, it should raise its double axes, it should chop off the enemy's head and prove to the Blood God that it is His loyal servant!
Skarbrand roared and called upon the Blood God in vain, but his god once again abandoned him - no, no no no no, Skarbrand suddenly realized that this punishment was different from the previous ones.
Even after it swung its axe at Khorne, the Blood God would have inflicted ever-perceptible pain on it, but now it seemed as if even the pain was imperceptible.
"My Lord!!! Blood God!!!"
It roared again, but no response came.
[Tera time 00:16:53]
Countless servants of the Blood God passed by the Blood Drinker without any reluctance. Skarbrand took a step back, and his hooves stepped into a pool of cold blood.
It opened its arms and roared angrily, but it felt its voice getting smaller and smaller, darkness rushed straight towards it, and its comrades around it turned into pus and blood.
Skarbrand looked up, mouth wide open in stupidity, raising his double axes,
Meet the enemy.
The flames went out in the pupils of the blood drinker, reflecting the glow of the full moon on the black sickle. Pluto leaped up, breaking through the storm, the dark cloak rustled, and the obituary rushed straight to the head of the big demon—
Eight bloodhounds suddenly rose from the pool of blood behind Skarbrand, but they were not aiming at Hades. The hounds' sharp fangs rushed towards Skarbrand accurately!
At the last moment when Skarbrand was enveloped by utterly terrifying darkness, he felt the familiar feeling of being exiled.
The next moment, eight bloodhounds that were much stronger than ordinary flesh hounds whimpered and disappeared forever into the darkness.
Hades landed heavily on the ground, splashing blood.
He silently looked at the direction where the demon army fled and spat on the ground.
"coward."
He muttered.
The next moment, any escaping Blood God servants who were still within his sight had their heads blown open.
The blood rained down like fireworks exploding before a banquet.
Yes, code.
(End of this chapter)