Warhammer, but Emperor's Chosen

"Demon Prince." Sarpedon answered truthfully.

This seemingly insignificant inquiry is actually of great significance.

Chaos Daemons are powerful demons born in the Warp, and they are essentially still part of the Chaos Gods.

If a mortal can gain the favor of the evil god and receive his blessing to perform the demon ascension ceremony, he will have the opportunity to become an immortal demon prince like the Chaos Demon.

On the contrary, even if they are veterans of Chaos Space Marines, as long as they have not ascended to magic, they will die if they are killed, including those who have won every battle.

Among the four evil gods, only Tzeentch has the least number of demon princes under his command.

Because the demon-raising ritual is also risky, not everyone is qualified to receive the "blessing" of the Four Gods.

If you can bear it, you can be promoted to a demon prince.

If you can't bear it, you will turn into a chaos egg.

Among those who failed, most were those who tried to obtain Tzeentch's blessing. Because although other Chaos Gods occasionally poured too much love into their believers, causing them to turn into Chaos Eggs, only Tzeentch did it on purpose.

The problem now is.

A demon prince who successfully obtained the blessing of Tzeentch is in contact with Sarpedon!

What does this mean?

"So, what did it tell you?"

Faced with Noah's questions, Sarpedon tried to remain calm.

"It tried to lure me into Chaos with the Spear of Souls, but I rejected it. I was fighting it when you arrived."

"Is that why you swung your sword at me?"

Sarpedon nodded slightly:

"Yes, I thought I was attacking a demon. Warp demons are the best at disguise."

After a pause, he added:

"If you had been better with the sword, you could have killed it."

Noah's face immediately turned stern when he heard this.

What do you mean if I had better swordsmanship I could have killed it?

If you can’t speak, you don’t have to speak!

What's wrong with my swordsmanship? Did I eat your rice?

Although most Space Marines have low emotional intelligence, only the descendants of Dorn have the lowest emotional intelligence. Even if it is finally found out that the Soul Drinker is not the descendant of Dorn, this character was developed under the influence of Rogal Dorn!

"puff!"

Cassia couldn't help laughing out loud, but Noah glared at her fiercely, so she covered her mouth and laughed to hide her guilt.

Sister Ajetta did not comment, because Noah's swordsmanship was indeed a little bit poor, and he could only win every battle with the Emperor's blessing.

But it doesn’t matter, if your sword skills are poor, just practice more.

As long as I kill a few more demons, won’t I be able to master this sword technique?

After glaring at Cassia, Noah's gaze fell on Sarpedon again, and he said in a tone that did not allow for argument:

"From now on, you must accept my command and follow my orders no matter what you do. If you leave without permission, I can treat it as a rebellion and kill you on the spot. When we leave here, you must also accept the most stringent scrutiny!"

"I see."

Sarpedon nodded slightly, accepting his fate calmly.

All those who have had contact with the devil must be strictly examined by the Inquisition, no matter who they are. Sarpedon knew that Noah must still have some doubts in his heart, and he was not killed on the spot because he was honest enough in response to Noah's questions.

If he had shown any sign of hesitation or concealment, the incinerator on the fighter's back would have burned him to ashes.

Because he is facing the temptation of a great enemy in the Warp, hesitation represents corruption and degeneration!

Of course, the facts were slightly different from Sarpedon's thoughts, for example, Noah did not actually doubt his loyalty.

Noah knew the fate of the Soul Drinkers.

In the official history, even though their bodies had mutated and they were hunted by the Empire, the Soul Drinkers' surviving Space Marines continued to fight for the Emperor. Their sacrifice was also recognized by the Imperial Fists and recorded on the memorial wall of the Phalanx.

So Noah believed that Sarpedon would not fall into chaos, at least not on his own initiative.

After all, Sarpedon was also tempted by Chaos in the official history, but he was able to stick to the bottom line every time with his strong will.

The reason why he had to question and doubt Sarpedon was because with Noah's current status, he had to be skeptical. If he really believed in Sarpedon completely, then Sarpedon would have to doubt whether Noah was loyal!

The bridge is still filled with dense evil energy of the Warp.

The hazy darkness enveloped the surroundings, limiting their vision to within five meters. Beyond five meters, there was only darkness.

But in this darkness, there seemed to be a faint purple light flickering.

Following the direction of the flashing purple light, a huge altar came into view.

It was called an altar, but in fact, it was just a series of profane symbols painted on the floor of the bridge, and then these symbols were arranged in a chaotic eight-pointed star. There were nine circles in the altar, and each of them emitted a strange light, converging into a brilliant purple.

"That's the Warp rift. We must close it, otherwise the Warp demons will continue to pour into the real universe!"

Sarpedon gripped the power sword tightly, and although his expression was extremely serious, he did not act on his own.

He still remembered Noah's orders. If there was anything unusual about him, the fighters who had been watching him would take immediate action.

Not only Noah, but even Sarpedon himself couldn't believe himself.

Because he was not sure whether what they were going to do now was also part of the Warp Demon's plan. He thought he was closing the Warp rift, but he didn't know that this might very well lead to a greater crisis!

Similar things have happened in the history of the chapter, and almost every time they have caused huge disasters.

Noah was not in a hurry to close the subspace rift, but instead looked around vigilantly, looking for possible enemies.

"Where is Abraxas? Did he really run away?"

Noah frowned. Although it was true that he could kill the subspace demons, he didn't have to be so scared, right?

Look at Sepsis. Even though he knew that Guilliman was holding the Emperor's Sword, didn't he still bravely go up and fight the Regent in single combat?

Even Nurgle is so brave, why are you, the dignified Daemon Prince of Tzeentch, so cowardly? Can't you come out and cushion him?

How rude!

Noah let out a click of his tongue, and under Sarpedon's surprised gaze, he walked towards the warp rift step by step, holding the power sword in both hands.

Even in the human empire where Chaos rebellions are rampant, it is quite rare to directly summon a Warp Demon. Especially this kind of Warp rift that can exist stably, even if the Demon Prince does it himself, it is not so easy to create, and there must be a sufficiently excellent "medium".

For example, the Eye of Terror was created by using the Eldar of the entire Eldar Empire as a 'medium'.

Under normal circumstances, the most basic condition for setting up a ritual to summon demons is to sacrifice a powerful psychic. Either the psychic possessed by a Warp demon can descend directly, or a psychic can be sacrificed to open a short-lived Warp rift to summon a large number of demons.

It doesn't matter if the psychic power of the psychic is not strong enough, the quantity can make up for the lack of quality. As long as enough psychics are sacrificed, the subspace rift can always be opened. In addition, various blasphemous chaos artifacts can be used as a medium to directly summon the entire demon army!

But in front of Noah's eyes, there were neither neatly arranged skulls nor the bodies of psychics who had been brutally killed and cut into nine parts.

Just one fragment.

It floated in the air, its surface smooth and delicate, and it seemed to be a fragment of some kind of weapon. The hazy purple light flickered with a hazy glow, converging from top to bottom to form a "portal", tearing a scar in the real universe that connected to the subspace.

Just looking at that 'door', a strong desire immediately surged into Noah's heart -

It is endless knowledge, eternal life, a beautiful girl, and a hymn to courage!

It is one, and it is also ten thousand!

It is eternal and immortal!

It is evolution and also hope!

He is the Lord of Destiny and the God of Arcane Magic!

That 'door' contained everything he desired!

All of this is within reach. As long as he reaches his hand into the 'door', the great Lord of Change will bless him!

"My child, my greatest child! Come back soon, I have made porridge for you!"

"Fighting is fun!"

"I'm waiting for you, always waiting for you. Come back soon, my love! My everything! My sweetheart! My child! My baby! He took you away from me, but I know you will come back sooner or later. How could you abandon your mother? You are mine and will only be mine. No one can take you away!"

A sweet and melodious voice like a young girl whispered in Noah's ear, as moving as the birdsong in the morning. Noah's cheek was caressed by the breeze, as if a warm and soft little hand was caressing his cheek. It was like a mother gently caressing her child, or like a lover whispering sweet words in his ear, making his heart immersed in sweet happiness.

He didn't have to do anything, just take a step forward, kiss the girl's soft lips, and respond to her plea and expectation.

"Consider this a test!"

"Face it like a man!"

"Don't be a bitch!"

The man's harsh rebuke was like thunder in her ears, dispelling the girl's gentle caress, leaving only her plaintive and gentle sobs.

But Noah still stood there, quietly listening to their whispers, quarrels and scolding in his ears, just like the auntie in the vegetable market who bargained for a long time to save a few dollars.

"Noah!"

Cassia called out his name in worry.

He had been standing there motionless for ten minutes.

Noah replied without even turning his head:

"Don't make any noise, I'm thinking!"

Cassia, who was scolded, showed a happy smile on her face. She was not upset at all, but very happy, because this just showed that Noah was very sober.

Chapter 75: Five kind-hearted people serve me alone. Is this a small blessing?

As we all know, there are four evil gods in the subspace.

It is common knowledge that there are five of the Four Evil Gods.

Even among the Chaos Demons, only the Chosen Ones are qualified to be noticed by the Evil God.

But now, these people were just like the middle-aged women who got into a fight because of square dancing. They were insulting and cursing each other in Noah's ears, and they were just about to start fighting - no, maybe they had already started fighting.

The tough guy tried to teach him the joy of fighting.

The girl's voice was plaintive and gentle. She complained about the rudeness of the other four and begged Noah to come back to her like a wronged young wife.

The kind father lovingly served Noah a bowl of chicken soup that he had personally cooked for thousands of years, and asked Noah if he wanted to add some cuties as seasoning. The cuties echoed him, holding hands and circling around Noah.

But even though the three gods were so kind, there was still a huge man shining with golden light standing in front of them, scolding them and even beating them.

The girl kept complaining and crying to Noah about the big guy's unworthiness as a god.

The macho man laughed wildly, and he seemed to like it.

The loving father felt very wronged, he just wanted to give his child a bowl of chicken soup, what did he do wrong?

The remaining one seems not to be here, but is actually everywhere.

He did not whisper in Noah's ear like the other four gods did, but His low laughter could be heard from the shadows from time to time.

In the dark, countless voices are praising Him.

He is one and all, the great creator, the changer of paths, the shaper of fate, and the god of the arcane...

Countless beautiful words were used to describe Him, almost portraying Him as bright and great, and Noah almost believed it.

Really, just a little bit.

Of course, no matter how they quarreled, Noah didn't listen to a word, mainly because his thoughts were too divergent.

Because even Noah himself didn't expect that he would be so popular.

Five great benefactors are serving me alone. How can this be considered a small blessing?

This is a blessing that even the four gods cannot afford to choose. The last person to enjoy this treatment was Angel Sister!

What? You said Sanguinius was a man?

so what?