Warhammer 40: Gods Of Mortals

Chapter 180 Dark Apostle, Beheaded
Kwain remained calm when he saw the soulless man rushing towards him.

The space warriors and troops stationed in the fortress are gathering towards the arena, and it would be a bit impractical for a person without heavy weapons to want to perform beheading tactics.

Kwain has seen opponents who are more terrifying than the soulless men in the arena, and who are better at melee combat, and that is the competitor that the leader of the Oathbreaker warband once dealt with.

That competitor was able to clear everyone on a frigate in five months, he was surprisingly strong in terms of speed, stamina and skill, but he was still killed.

Kwain didn't think that the soulless man in front of him would be stronger... This idea was maintained until the moment when the power armor suddenly appeared in the arena.

The Power Armor was a massacre from the moment it came out, slaughtering any foe it could see.

Unleashes an overwhelming rain of beams and shotgun-like lasers, killing with astonishing efficiency.

Release a beam of light that can easily penetrate the armor, piercing the attack aircraft flying above the arena.

What's even more frightening is that all these attacks are carried out at the same time, with both arms facing the front and firing shotgun lasers, and the shoulder cannon quickly rotates to release a beam of light or a ball of light.

Moglivar, who stood beside Kwain, thought more. He believed that the designer of this power armor must have given the highest expectations to the work.For example, one person controls a battlefield to win a battle, for example, ensuring the success rate of the most dangerous and difficult beheading tactics is more than 90.00% five...

Kwain regretted his decision to return to the arena. If this power armor had appeared before, he would never come back.

"Moglivar." Kwain turned his head, "You might kill me."

Mogliva remembered that he had analyzed the soulless man's force, and then made Kwain determined to return.

He didn't want his brother to die here, but he really didn't expect a piece of power armor to appear in the arena out of thin air.

"Get out of here." Moglivar took off the melta cannon he made himself from behind, and then stood in front of Kwain, preparing to block the soulless man before the power armor arrived.

At least the soulless one wasn't wearing power armor.

Kwain endured the torture and fighting spirit brought about by the Butcher's Nail, and walked towards the transport plane at a faster pace.

At this time, the enemies surrounding Chen Ye and the others in the arena have been cleared away, and the power armor of the imperial guards sends a signal to the celestial engine, and then rushes towards Yao En's position.

After receiving the signal, the celestial engine launched a teleportation device to the arena. All the people alive in the arena were surrounded by the large barrier generated by the teleportation device, and were teleported hundreds of kilometers away in the next second.

Yaoen was getting closer and closer to the high platform, the guard power armor caught up and opened the shell, arming him while Yaoen was still running at high speed.

When the outer shell of the guard's power armor was closed, the jetpack activated, helping Yaoen jump to the high platform over a height of 50 meters.

"Why is there such a perfect killing machine as you in the galaxy?" Mogliva asked Yao En, staring at him.

Yaoen thought about this question for half a microsecond.

The Praetorian should not have existed, and no species in the galaxy can create a super soldier equivalent to the Praetorian through scientific means, because the transformation process of the Praetorian is based on the laws of physics that are severely distorted in a small area.Creatures do not die, machines and flesh and blood do not repel, and souls do not dissipate.

"I just accepted a baptism." Yao En said.

After getting the answer, Moglivar immediately raised the melta cannon and fired at Yaoen.

The moment the weapon fired, Yaoen activated the bullet time, and then instantly circled behind Moglivar and stabbed him in the abdomen with a long knife burning with flames.

Kwain, who was running towards the transport plane, heard the sound of a sharp weapon piercing his body, and looked back at Mogliwa, who was only 50 meters away from him. His body was being burned by flames, and even the armor on his body had become combustibles.

Kwain simply didn't run to the location of the transport plane, but walked through various narrow roads in the foundry, hoping to get rid of the god of death behind him.

But Kwain didn't know that he was within the range of biological scanning, and his various methods of concealing his body along the way were meaningless.

Kwain began to try to stop Yao En with the subordinates who had just rushed over, but Yao En fired while running to eliminate those who blocked the way, and the attacks from all directions could not hurt him at all, no matter how many bombs flew towards him, they would was crushed.

Kwien, who tried various methods but couldn't get rid of Yaoen, could only give up, and he finally stopped at a fork in the road.

Yao En didn't intend to kill Kwaen and the others with long-range weapons, he was still holding the long knife that was condensed out of thin air in the arena just now and quickly approached Kwaen.

"Do you know what you did?"

"You prevented a miracle from being born!"

Kwain roared furiously, venting his dissatisfaction.

Assuming the ritual is successful, a big demon and a large number of vampires will be summoned to the forge world, which will directly turn the tide of battle.

Originally, the ceremony was about to succeed, but now it was all in vain.

This powerless frustration made Kwain even start to complain to the enemy.

"You stopped the ceremony...you wasted countless blood, wasted countless days of preparation..."

"I didn't learn to perform these rituals after I came to the casting world!"

"I've been preparing for a long time!"

"..."

These complaints made Yao En stunned for a moment, he raised his eyebrows and nodded wonderingly: "Thank you for the compliment."

To Yoon these complaints were compliments, he had indeed prevented the ritual, rendering the enemy's preparations for the witchcraft utterly useless.

The next step is to kill this dark apostle who knows how to perform the ritual...Yao En can't even imagine what kind of praise he will get when he returns to Tyrone

Kwain continued to complain, uttering obscure and vicious curses now and then, until his mouth was pierced by a long knife, and the flames from the blade quickly burned his whole body.

These flames can even kill demons, and of course burn Kwain's soul.

"It's over." Yao En withdrew the long knife in satisfaction.

At the moment when Kwain was killed, Yaoen felt that his eyes were looking elsewhere, the floating pendant on his neck fell down, and the flaming long knife in his hand disintegrated into countless atoms and gradually dissipated.

Yaoen looked around and saw that the army in the fortress was surrounding him, but these people did not need him to deal with them, and the encirclement formed by these people was meaningless.

Yaoen started the teleportation, and when the body was wrapped by the energy barrier, he was teleported into the prison, released all the captives and sent a signal to call the teleportation device, and killed the pussy space soldier.

Yaoen teleported out of the foundry after he had done what he had to do, and the enemy didn't even know he was making a round in the foundry.

(End of this chapter)