He turned around and sat down against the half-broken wall, muttering to himself while mentally assessing the possibility of his escape.

The bloodline of that big demon is the same as that of the one he served before. They are both the product of the advanced blood-letting demon.

Others don't know their combat prowess, but Talos knows them very well.

This thing has never been something that can be destroyed by conventional weapons on the battlefield. Apart from those expensive one-time "champions", only the main guns of heavy-duty vehicles can pose a threat to these bronze things.<

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But every existence of this level can be called a fragment or projection of the gods.

Their brains are different from those hell beasts that only know how to rush forward. If you want to hit them with a weapon with the caliber of a main gun, the only premise is that this thing has a magical weapon for self-defense, and you want to have the confidence to try the special experience of burning your body in flames.

……

"No! Run!"

Just as he was told, Talos stood up quietly under the shadow and tore off the damaged shoulder armor on his right shoulder and the noisy servo underneath.

He knew with all his ass that the big devil must be trying hard to be patient when talking to those traitors.

The noise on his shoulder armor is as conspicuous to the ears of this creature as the fireworks in the night sky.

Carefully placed his helmet behind the broken wall, and then placed the shoulder armor according to the position. Talos maintained a half-crouched posture and silently stepped back.

The deception lasts only for a while, Talos has decided not to play with you anymore!

Sir, I worked hard to climb into the Death Watch as a Black Shield, but I didn’t come here to die! The old brothers in the company are still wandering in the outer lands, hoping that he will make a difference so that I can give them a new home! Sir, I will go too!

Before the smile could fully bloom, Talos turned around and was horrified to find a huge red figure squatting on the roofless house a few steps behind him.

Who else is this but the great Daemon of Khorne named Adranor?

Its magma-like eyes emitted scarlet light, piercing the newly fallen night; the corners of its wolf-like and narrow mouth slowly raised upwards, and dagger-like sharp teeth were exposed from the blood-red, long and narrow tongue:

"Want to run away, little brat? You've heard enough of Mr. Adrano's performance and want to leave without paying for the ticket?"

Tom! Tom! Tom! Tom! Tom!

Without saying a word, Talos raised the bolt gun in his hand, pointed it at Adrano, and emptied the magazine within a second.

Before the sound of empty warehouse hanging up could be heard, the bolter that had fulfilled its final mission had already been abandoned.

Talos picked up the hilt of the sword behind his back and pulled half of the sword up while charging. Amidst the sharp scratching sounds of the blade and the power armor and the burst of sparks, he used the left shoulder armor as the fulcrum to wrap himself up towards the big demon!

At this time, Adrano seemed completely defenseless. He was still protecting his face with his elbows, and the bat wings on his back were raised high to offset the impact of five bursts of bullets!

Bang!

The figure in black power armor flew back at a faster speed than when he left. It smashed through two walls along the way, allowing him to return to the place where he had just broken through.

Everything looked so promising, but the hope was so false, dissipating before his eyes like a bubble.

Just now, Talos felt that he was only one step away from escaping, but this was just Adrano's interest before the meal.

The rise of iron-yellow smoke and dust slowly settled down, and Talos, who had completely collapsed the broken wall behind him, stood up with difficulty, just in time to see Adrano slowly stand up straight from the posture of playing baseball.

Facing Talos's angry glare, this great demon with a desire to perform that far exceeded his peers bared his teeth:

"Baby, I'm more interested in you. Your sword skills just now look a bit familiar to me..."

"I can't leave, uncle, I have to stop here today..." Talos realized that his death was coming.

In the eyes of the Chaos Space Marines who slowly gathered around him, he adjusted his armor, raised the sword in his hand again, and prepared to launch the final charge against the big demon.

"Emperor, forget it. I guess he won't protect me, a young man like me. Old brothers in the company, I'm sorry to let you down..."

His eyes were fixed on the smug demon, and his chest began to inhale violently. The charge was right in front of him, and death followed him.

"Come on, little brat! I will give you the last glory, and I will also give you the last despair! Sons of Horus, right? I know you! A bunch of losers who can't even guard God the Father! Come on! I'll count you today.

Father is here! I will also take your head away!"

The big devil also smiled cruelly, and the giant sword with its ring raised high symbolized his mood. As the last ritual before the meal, it felt it was necessary to fill this sense of ritual.

In the eyes of the Chaos Space Marines, both sides began to charge towards each other. The collision of metal was like death, as if it was about to happen in the next second!

Buzz!

A silver light spot appeared in the center of where the two were running. As the light spot expanded rapidly, a silver figure emerged from scratch, from transparent to complete, and appeared in the center of the field in a matter of breaths!

Calvin, who had just traveled through time and space and returned to the 39th millennium, heard the second half of the demon's words before he was fully formed.

Amidst the stunned expressions of everyone, he instinctively and doubtfully asked where the sound came from:

"So, whose father?"
Chapter completed!