God Emperor’s Angel of Death

They are a highly hierarchical army from hell, and they have only one owner——

It is called War God and is also Known as the god of slaughter, it is even called the god of blood by believers.

In the galaxy, countless believers will howl its name when they kill.

Khorne!

It is the most brutal and destruction-loving Evil God among the four Evil Gods of Chaos.

What it represents is the unstoppable combativeness, the madness of losing the mind, and the billowing blood that floods the battlefield.

It has an unstoppable thirst for blood. Anyone who kills in its name will surely be favored by it. Even its cruelty and anger do not change due to the differences between friends and enemies.

It always gazed at every scene of massacre and atrocities with joy. It is said that when the horn of war is sounded on the Chaos Wasteland, its heart will burst out with more frenzied anger.

At the height of destruction and killing, Khorne's roar will even reverberate throughout the wasteland. Any creation that hears these roars will fall into eternal madness.

It is the Evil God who is the most enthusiastic and inciting war among all the chaos gods. It continuously urges its followers to instigate them to attack every planet, city, town, and village in the galaxy again and again. A siege.

All races that worship Khorne traditionally describe him as a huge scarlet-skinned god, standing high on a huge brass throne, underneath the throne is a blood-stained A pedestal made up of his corpses and piles of skulls. These bones are either its spoils of war or come from the killings performed by believers in its name.

According to the legend, Khorne is wearing a brass armor. On this armor is carved a tumbling rune and various screaming faces deformed by pain and suffering, a huge yellow wing. A copper helmet was worn on the head to cover the inhuman, roaring and twisted face.

For this reason, Khorne is also known as the Lord of Brass.

Regardless of heavy sword, battle axe or other weapons with giant blades, all weapons that can cause a surge of blood are its favorites.

This Evil God believes in activism, and its believers also firmly believe that even if a warrior has not devoted himself to a war, he should always be prepared for another war.

Although Khorne itself despises witchcraft, it often shows believers that Divine Vestige teaches them how to build powerful weapons of war. Among them, the Lord of the Demon Engine Skull is the most famous in the world. (Calgar, don’t come to Ahhhh ——)

Khorne’s followers include pirates, raiders, madmen, and chaotic Space Marine. Some of them are just because the world’s blood flows into a river. Promise and follow it, looting and massacring in the Milky Way day and night.

Sometimes, when a warrior goes into madness due to fierce warfare, Khorne’s whispering call will sound in his ears. In the end, he will fall into complete madness, smeared with the blood of a ghost with a knife. Cover the whole body as an oath of eternal loyalty to the blood god.

But the real power of Khorne does not lie in these ordinary people, or even the apostate Space Marine.

Just like the power possessed by every Evil God, Khorne also has its own realm, in which the most bloodthirsty and most combative creatures live in the subspace.

The power of chaos has always been known for disorder and chaos, but once the horn of war blows, those disorderly and bloodthirsty creatures will quickly become orderly and orderly under Khorne's powerful iron hand. Army.

This also confirms the authority of Khorne-War God.

Those subspace creations that are summoned are also called Khorne Demon Army.

Appearing in front of Soshian and the others is precisely such a terrorist army that should not appear in the physical universe.

Under his astonished gaze, Khorne’s demon army stepped into reality from the kingdom behind the mirror, one army after another, and the soldiers of the blood god appeared continuously, grew, and became a whole The army-most of them are bloodletters and Khorne hounds, steel bulls, blood millers and other demons.

Soon, Soshian couldn't measure their number. This is an army of inanimate people, transcending the barriers of space and invading reality, clamoring for the blasphemy of the light of the star torch.

Following the army of low-level demons, those demonic engines, unimaginable monsters with mortal thinking, appeared.

They are the manifestation of the oldest fear of mankind, the embodiment of the fury of war and bloody desire, and the monster that represents destruction in mythology.

When the giant feet of their crawlers ran over, the entire Star Castle trembled.

The fire of hell wraps around their bodies and is shrouded in thunder and black fire. These mechanical and demonic creations can even make a roar that shakes the sky and the earth, just like an ancient war horn.

The only good news is that the demon engines that appear here are all relatively low-level Defilers and Bloodslayers, and there are no high-level war machines such as Skull Lords or Soul Grinders.

As they roared, the demons swarmed up like a scarlet red tide.

The army of the inanimate screamed and waved the long sword in its hands, like a group of wild beasts being freed from the shackles of for a long time, rushing towards the blood and death that they have always longed for.

Blood donation blood god, skull donation skull seat, is by no means empty slogans.

Soshian's body has already taken steps before the brain is aware of it.

He ran along the steps, driving his body to its limit, holding the long sword tightly in his hand, turning into a flame of silver dancing with scarlet, rushing to his battlefield.

The enemy is very few, but he has no retreat, only fighting to the end.

All the defensive Astral Knights followed him closely, like silver cavalry, the weapons in their hands spewed divine tongues of fire, the swords in their hands were raised high, and they were about to slash the flesh and blood of these subspace creations. .

But while Soshian was running, an idea kept echoing in his mind, spurring him and driving him to hell.

Soul, destroy these dirty souls.

He didn't realize it himself, he had never moved so quickly, and his faith had never been so firm.

His muscles seem to have been strengthened at the genetic level, and this sacred body has never responded to the commands of his brain so perfectly.

He wanted to roar, but his face had frozen into cold metal, and he couldn't make a sound. He could only freeze his expression at the moment he roared.

The demons also snarled frantically at Soshian. Many of them are taller than this Astarte wearing a terminator. These individuals are more developed than ordinary demons. Better, the head is disgustingly pulled longer, the claws and limbs are longer, and the clan fights continuously and wins make them stronger.

Small demons surrounded these big men to form small gangs, and the air was filled with an overwhelming smell of blood, which made Soshian feel a little excited in the cold.

He was the first person to collide with the demon Legion.

The moment he met the first bloodletter, he pierced the tip of the sword into the opponent's mouth, then quickly pulled out and turned the tip of the sword to cut the throat of another demon.

They haven't left even a trace of scars on Soshian's body, but their numbers are increasing. Continuously, demons are born from the flames, from the void to reality.

"Although it's just a small army of demons, there are still too many! We must retreat!"