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"If I had known it would turn out like this, I should have been smashed into mincemeat by Horus's hammer back then!"
The governor hesitated, as if he doubted whether he should say what he was about to say.
“Saint-Gilles, sir.”
"I didn't ask you that!!!"
"Wait, the power of chaos is growing in the nest below."
Just as Kaska was about to give this thing a good scolding, suddenly, a chilling coldness began to spread throughout his body.
Chapter 213 Grey Knight: Elbow, come back to Terra with me!
"The danger of chaos is approaching. Keep your men in place, I'll handle it."
"Also, immediately inform the planetary governor here that I need to take a nearby ship to the nearest hub area."
Casca moved.
With a speed too fast for anyone to see, he leaped back in the direction he had entered, disappearing from everyone's sight once more amidst the blazing golden-red flames beneath his feet.
Since being completely liberated on the Istvan III, Casca has found it increasingly difficult to control his own power.
Including the flames that overflow from his armor when he exerts his power, these are minor issues caused by the sudden surge in his power that makes it difficult to control.
Soon, the flames reignited the moment he left, and the broken windows from his intrusion were instantly repaired, restoring the entire building to its pristine state as if he had never been there.
"...What incredible power this is... Quickly, notify the crew at Starport and have them prepare the ship the master requested right now!"
The governor of Chaodu was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat.
Watching the psionic flames destroy and restore everything in an instant, the governor dared not neglect the emperor's angel in the slightest.
If the other party wanted to take his life, he would have already vanished without a trace from this world.
“But…” The attendant wanted to obey orders, but the orders he had received earlier made his actions conflicted. “After learning of the appearance of unidentified aliens in our hive, the Inquisition has already dispatched specialists to investigate…”
"And they said that no one was allowed to enter while they were conducting their investigation."
"Any intruder shall be killed without exception."
"Sir, what if they run into..."
......
It's still below.
Following the path down to the nest they had come from, Casca descended at a rapid speed.
When ordinary people pass by, they can only see the purple phantom and the slowly burning specks of golden-red flames.
Logically speaking, at the same time that the lower-level hive was invaded by chaos, his flames had already instantly found the culprit of the portal ritual and completely engulfed it.
For some reason, the vampire felt so brittle.
The mere burning of those embers was enough to make them vanish without a trace from this world.
The strength is indeed worrying.
Surely a vampire wouldn't be so powerless?
Despite their intimidating appearance, they can only bully low-level garbage collectors and bailiffs armed with makeshift rifles and scrap metal.
Casca was internally calculating a chaotic plan and anticipating unforeseen changes.
It's possible that the 30K era used up all the quota, resulting in only a handful of small fry being able to teleport to the real world now.
Without the warp portal, the demons can no longer come to the real world to wreak havoc.
Where does this sudden surge of chaotic energy come from?
......
"What kind of monster is this?"
Toki, who thought he had escaped danger, was simply dodging back and forth on instinct.
After being saved by the "Emperor's Avatar," he wanted to leave this dangerous place as soon as possible and find a job on a voidship at the nearby starport dock, so as to stay away from this ominous place that would be invaded by hell.
But it seemed his misfortune was far from over.
After the hellish scene disappeared, a new disaster followed.
What now appears in the hive city is a strange, flickering phantom.
No one knows what this being is, nor can anyone see clearly how she appears or what methods she uses.
But amidst the flickering of this pink phantom, the terrified crowd, accompanied by the agonizing screams of what seemed like countless souls, would turn into gruesome corpses lying scattered on the ground.
The manner of their deaths was gruesome and bizarre.
It was as if the pink phantom was taking pleasure in killing for some kind of perverse hobby.
"What kind of monster is this?"
Toki felt that everything he had experienced these past few days was so unreal—the journey to another world of swords and magic was unfolding before him in the way he least wanted to see, with demons from hell returning to the world with fierce and cruel blades.
As another refugee fell and shattered into pieces, blood splattered across the square with precise strokes, creating a spectacle... But Toki was in no state to appreciate the grotesque art; people around him were falling one after another, except for Toki, who was still trembling in front of the newly restored imperial statue.
It's got its eye on me!
In the next instant, every hair on Toki's body stood on end. His experience from working at the recycling center for over a decade told him that danger was imminent—but what could he possibly do in the face of such terrifying demonic power?
Aside from trembling on the ground, how else could old Tochi save himself?
"Your Majesty! Help me!!!"
when--!
A sickeningly loud sound rang out in front of him. When Old Toki had time to open his eyes, he saw only a long halberd radiating a ghostly blue light lying across his face.
saved?
As he rolled, he managed to catch a glimpse of the person who had saved him out of the corner of his eye.
The opponent was also an Astartes warrior, but his silver armor was much thicker than that of the previous Emperor's avatar, covered with numerous ribbons, seals, and illegible patterns. This heavy armor, however, did not impair the Astartes warrior's agility in the slightest.
After using his powered halberd to deflect the pink phantom's slashes, and then blocking the opponent's continuous attacks at a speed that Toki could not comprehend, he still stood in place.
After he had displayed the psionic halberd, the vengeful psionic light emanating from it accompanied him as he took a half-step back, wary of the demon's next attack.
"Your perverted and vile killing will end here, Lucius."
......
"Hehehe, another swordsman, another worthy opponent. It's a pity I didn't come here for your existence this time."
With a laugh that was more grating than weeping, the pink phantom finally appeared before Toki and the silver-armored knight.
It was a human being who resembled a demon—his pale face was devoid of any extra hair, covered only by seemingly endless layers of wounds and scars. His mouth was stretched wide, and his sharp teeth and extremely long tongue licked back and forth unnaturally, like a mad clown who was always smiling.
He held a silver rapier in his right hand, while his left hand was covered by a twisted whip.
As for the pink Astartes armor he wore, it was even more bizarre—the armor was carved with lifelike reliefs of suffering human faces, and those reliefs... those faces seemed to be constantly deforming at this moment, as if they were still emitting miserable screams.
The Space Marine in his heavy silver armor ignored the provocation of the demonic Astartes warrior.
He stepped forward with his right foot, twisted his body, and attempted to attack again.
“Come on,” the demon whom the Silver Astartes called Lucius sneered, raising his sword. “It wouldn’t hurt to enjoy some dessert before the main course.”
The Silver Knight remained silent, his attack swift and deadly.
Before the demon named Lucius could react, his halberd was already close to the demon's chest, about to pierce him—
Bear!
"Stop."
Amidst the golden-red flames, the former purple-gold Space Marine delivered an even faster punch, sending Lucius flying and causing the silver Astartes' powered halberd to miss its mark.
"Stop now if you don't want to become another screaming, pained face on his armor."
Kasgar gripped the handle of the power halberd tightly with his other hand, and even if the other tried to pull it out, it remained firmly in Kasgar's grasp.
Grey Knight.
As the Astartes, a cult vigilant order that remained alert to any chaos and corruption within the Empire after the Great Rebellion, the Grey Knights Chapter dispatched a Grey Knight to perform an exorcism in order to track down this elusive and enigmatic demon.
As for the demon he was tracking, it was Slaanesh's chosen one, Lucius the Undying.
But Casca clearly remembered that Lucius himself had indeed died a glorious death on Istvan III, perishing together with the enemy's mechanical legion.
"Ha! Glorious son of the Emperor, our 'father'! Great Lord Casca, as your loyal subordinate, I humbly welcome your return."
Lucius, who had been sent flying by Casca's punch, sneered and bowed deeply to Casca with a sarcastic tone.
"Shut up, you devil."
“You are not Lucius. You should not use your sore-losing, despicable god power to tarnish the name of a hero.”
Nausea.
When Kasgar saw Lucius, who was obsessed with modified knives, OD drugs, and pink and black landmines, all that remained in his eyes was anger.
The dark gods never admit defeat.
Even if Lucius died a glorious death on the battlefield of István III, their corpses would still be possessed by lifeless demons and become minions of chaos.
Just as the death of Gavial Loken, the commander of the Shadowmoon Wolves, will resonate in the warp where Samus was originally created.
The demons were created in a moment of immense betrayal and resentment. The Space Marines who died on Istervane, filled with resentment and vengeance, were transformed into demons that were once again corrupted by Chaos in the name and remains of Lucius, becoming his minions.
"Hehehe, no matter what the final outcome is, everyone will only remember the existence of Lucius the Immortal, and will not remember that poor wretch who sacrificed himself for the foolish ideals of the False Emperor."
"As for you... the great Casca, I have come here for you, of course."
"Having slumbered for so long, are you also curious about what has become of that poor legion of the Emperor's children ten thousand years later, and what has become of the Vorgrim you so cherish?"
"..."
Kasgar had originally hoped to find out from the planetary governor about the current Emperor's son and the missing Vograim.
But just as Kasgar was about to ask questions after learning about the current state of the empire, the Undying suddenly appeared and interrupted Kasgar's continued questioning.
"Of course I'm curious. But I'm not stupid enough to believe the words of a devil."
"Are you done talking?"
"You and your master have returned to the real world in the guise of Lucius... just to disgust me?"
Kaska laughed dismissively.
It seems that this is not the only reason—nowadays, the main force of the Chaos has transformed from the Undead to the Chaos Space Marines.
Those who possess physical bodies require less energy to project into the real world, yet their destructive power is equally astonishing.
But even this is no match for Casca.
"Chaos, in its fortieth millennium, has become so pathetic... It's truly laughable."
Kasgar ignored the shrill-sounding "Undying One," not wanting to brand this hideous monster with his brother Lucius's name.
"Grey Knight, I do not know your name."
"However, the prey you hunted is mine today."
"May I borrow it?"
An unimaginable force erupted from Casca's hand, and then, in the next instant, the Vengeance Powered Halberd, coated with holy oil, was transferred to Casca's grasp.
"good."
The Grey Knight's signature weapon, the Vengeance Power Weapon, is so powerful that its strength depends on the user's psychic abilities.
As the only chapter composed entirely of psionicists, the strength of the Grey Knights' weapons depends on the psionic power of the user.
For example, the same power halberd might be unremarkable in the hands of a recruit, but when used by the Supreme Master Diego, it can destroy the world and slay great demons.
This is just Diego; imagine if Casca poured all his spiritual power into the weapon...
Click.
— Daylight broke.