Warhammer Throne

The confrontation between Kabanha and Fukun shattered the aftermath above heaven like a **** descended on the mortal world. Kabanha once destroyed countless worlds. It once slaughtered all mortal worlds and transformed them into demonic worlds. It once turned the kingdom of the gods into a sea of ​​fire, and countless local gods fell under its giant axe and long whip. It once slaughtered all the mortals who bravely guarded their homeland.

Cabanha had also fought against San Giles. It was the era of the great expedition. For the first time, Cabanha was only a little bit close to killing San Giles, but he was breaking San Gil. After one leg of Les, he was afraid to abuse the big demon or was defeated by the angels. The second time was in the siege of Terra. This time San Giles did not give Cabanha a chance again, and was very clean and clean. His head was chopped off.

Under the horror of abuse, there is actually only one great demon comparable to Kabanha, and that is Angejas, the guardian of the ten thousand heads, the favored person of the horrible throne, the commander of the bloodthirsty demon, who brings death He is also the strongest bloodthirsty monster. There is no one. However, Angejas does not belong to the Horror Demon Army. It is only responsible for serving the Lord of Horror, so it is extremely difficult to be summoned, except for Angerjas. Outside of entering, Kabanha is the number one demon under the fear of abuse.

　　 There is no doubt that Kabanha has the power to challenge the original.

　　 However, all this has a limitation, that is, there must be enough Chaos Wind.

Therefore, Kabanha, who had descended on its own body, could be evenly matched with Fukun at the beginning. The sacred duel between the two almost blew up half of Constantinia. This is a battle between the gods, and almost no one is qualified. Participating in it, even the most craziest Skaven Plague priests who only know how to praise the big horned rat as a long live charge were trembling with this level of battle.

　　 However, after the initial fierce battle, Kabanha's power will eventually be limited by the Maelstrom and the Great Guardian, and its power has gradually weakened.

And Fukun, the more he attacked, the fiercer he was. He held a sword in one hand and a spear in the other. The original body was enough to smash a mountain every time. His fighting spirit became more and more prosperous. The long-lost battle allowed him to run his aura to the limit. At the pinnacle, it is like returning to the world with the original weight that followed the commander of the war to establish endless glory during the great expedition. Although he was also suppressed by the maelstrom and the great guardian, Fogen is different from Kabanha. He finally has a person who can walk in the world. Body.

The strength of one party is constantly increasing, but the strength of the other party is gradually weakening. Kabanha knew that he could not escape the fate of defeat. The body of the legendary horror evil spirit was pierced into the epidermis with the glory of the sharp power sword. Fugen was cruel and uncompromising. Relentlessly sweeping the blade from Kabanha's left armpit to its chest, hot blood spurted from the torn flesh.

Sotego’s spear pierced Kabanha’s right shoulder accurately, but the legendary horror demon crazily reached out to hold it, and the brass battle axe swept across, leaving a deep line on Fukugen’s purple-golden armor. The original body grunted on the wound and increased its output power. Under the stimulus of Fugen's psychic energy, the power of the snake **** Sotego turned into several trainings and injected it into the right shoulder of the great demon.

　　Explosion, distortion, tearing, corrosion.

　　 Under the snake venom, the legendary horror and abuser could not help but roar, and the purple blood has now joined the battlefield of both sides.

　　 Purple gold against blood red, psychic energy against magic light!

"The boundless sea of ​​blood!" All the limbs and corpses of the Great Demon spit out blood, and its blood spread across the battlefield, steaming in anger, and released in hatred. Kabanha opened his arms: "This is the realm of the gods. !"

"Heliopolis!" Fukun’s handsome face is absolutely confident, his voice is incomparably beautiful, and his power is as hot as a star. With his psychic energy fully released, a glorious corridor The illusion appeared in front of everyone.

This corridor is composed of cold white marble, luxurious agate is used as support pillar, every corner is inlaid and piled with gold, the endless glory of the emperor’s son is shown in front of everyone, thousands of reliefs Each of the hundreds of tapestries is a masterpiece of Fogen. His glory and power are displayed here.

　　 Kabanha soon felt extremely angry for Fukun to show his glory, and the legendary horror and abuser immediately spread his wings and rushed to the depths of the corridor.

In the deepest part of the promenade, it is a large conference room, under the luxurious decoration, charming sculptures, hanging silk purple flags, decorated with elegant mosaic patterns and so on. Even the legendary horror demon like Kabanha was dazzled by the dazzling show, Fukun sat on the black marble throne and waited for visitors.

Noble demeanor, beautiful glory, elegant manners, invincible self-confidence, supreme glory, the emperor's son Primordial condescendingly looked at Kabanha rushing into the Phoenix Gate, and smiled and said: "Which one I and the dog head fear abuse nice?"

　　 Kabanha was stunned for a few seconds. Almost for an instant, it almost thought that it was a lower and inferior existence.

　　The legendary horror horror immediately realized what shameful mistake he had committed. It refused to answer Fukun’s question, and was so angry that sulfur flames spurted from all over his body: "Death!!!"

　　 "This is my realm, the devil, die!" Fukun jumped down from his seat, and the emperor's son's original body turned into a phoenix fire, and it collided with Kabanha's scarlet shadow.

　　 "Blood sacrifice to the blood god, skull donation skull seat!"

　　 "Son of the emperor, kill the enemy of his father!"

　　The two sides crossed by, time and space stagnated here, loud noises roared, the mortal world and the subspace were twisted into a ball, blasting above the sky, and the infinite energy fell like a meteor shower.

　　All the fighting stopped, everyone was watching all this intently.

Who's winning?

The first to land was Fugen. The Emperor’s Son Primordial was the first to land on the ground. His power sword Glory and the snake **** Sotego’s war spear had already drank Kabanha’s blood, but Primarch’s face was slightly ugly. , He stuck his spear on the ground, and covered his abdomen with his hand.

　　 Kabanha's great axe and brass whip left paw print-like wounds on his abdomen and back, and the blood of the original body was spilled on the ground.

　　 Then what fell on the ground was the legendary horror, Kabanha laughed loudly, its tomahawk and whip were full of the blood of the original body, and it belongs to it today...

　　 The next second, the laughter stopped abruptly.

Cabanha let out thunderous screams and screams. It stretched out its hands to hold its neck, but cascading blood spurted from its fingers, and the legendary horror desperately tried to cover the wound. I want to do something more, but its power is fading away at an extremely fast speed. When it becomes extremely weak, the suppression from the Maelstrom and the Great Guard becomes so strong that the Great Demon’s skin automatically starts to burn , Its flesh and blood disintegrated in the air, and its bones disappeared with the wind, turning into strands of fine sand.

　　 "It's...not over..." Kabanha's arms lost power, and it was full of regret and anger to say its last last words of this arrival, and then turned into ashes in the flames.

　　 As Kabanha was banished, the entire Terrorist Demon Army dissipated in the flames and wind.

The emperor’s son, the Primarch, covered his wound hard, and he was too eager to tell the victory or defeat with Kabanha, which caused him to be seriously injured, but the battle can no longer be delayed. The sooner the victory is decided, his people and soldiers The more we can save.

　　 "Be careful of the top!" Inside the Sunfire Talisman, San Giles' voice was as hurricane as a hurricane.

"What?" Fugen subconsciously wanted to dodge, but the injury on his body affected the movement of the original body. Between the electric light and flint, a huge war sickle slashed down, and the plague master orange was flowing on the bone frills. With the yellow blessing, the sharp war blade cut the flesh and blood along Fugen's armor, leaving a huge bone scar from the left shoulder of the emperor's son to the right waist.

　　 "No! Legion commander!" The remaining Costantiniye defenders exclaimed, but they were too far away they could not make it.

Fukun flew out in a scream, flew out several tens of meters, the original body fell into a piece of rubble, and the blood could no longer be stopped, the emperor's son original body struggled to see the new appearance Enemy: "Brother..."

The Primarch of Ascension, the lord of the 14th Legion, and the death guard gene Primarch Mortarian appeared in front of Fugen, and Fugen's blood was still dripping on the sickle in his hand: "Hello, brother. "

　　 "You can finally give up?" Fukun was stepped on his chest by Mottarian, and he breathed hard.

"I've been waiting for an opportunity. Now, let me wait." The completely distorted face behind Motarian's respirator couldn't help exuding a happy expression: "Ha, look at your desolate and decadent face. Looks like, is this the evil demon primitive I know? I announced that I won, and I will reclaim two primitives, and my old father will reward me."

　　 "Don't think about it!" Fukun tried to push away the foot that was on his chest, but the injury and the physical decline caused by his previous full strength, coupled with the great strength of Motarian, made him helpless.

"What are you still struggling with?" Motarian was contented and kept exhaling mustard-colored gas. He is now more like a demon than a human, but at least his face is still like a human, and the Death Guard Primordial Body was immediately summoned. The Nurgle Demon Legion once again stopped the army in the City of the Sun, and at the same time the death shrouds lined up to block the remaining defenders: "Oh, come back with me and serve the father."

　　 "Don't think about it!" Fukun firmly refused: "I have made a mistake once, and I will not make a second time."

"Stupid!" Mortarian's face was full of hatred and anger: "I thought you could learn something from the Lord of Joy in these ten thousand years, but now it seems that you have become more stupid. Now, you will actually return to your father’s side and be willing to be his slave and runaway? You are such a trash, Fugen, don’t you understand that he is always using and exploiting us, think about how he treats us He is like a slave owner with a collar in his hand, constantly beating us with whips to let us do things for him, besides a few hot dogs, what else did he give us?"

"He gave us glory and faith. He gave mankind hope and the future. He gave me the opportunity to redeem. He left his empire with endless wealth. To this day, the human empire is still seeking in his legacy. Nutrition and strength." Fugen grabbed Motarian’s rotten iron boots with both hands: "I will return to him again, just to redeem and make up for the mistakes I made. I was too wrong, but I still have a chance."

"You are gone! Idiot!" Mottarian yelled impatiently, "What are you still insisting on? Fogen, my brother, just him? That rubbish? He took everything from me, took me away. His struggle and suffering, he thinks that he is superior and indispensable, he is indifferent, he is ruthless, he is like a machine, he only knows to squeeze the surplus value from us, he acts arbitrarily, everything is stipulated, we are only in his hands The wrench!"

After finishing talking, Mortarian opened his arms, and his guards' death shroud blocked the Phoenix Guards’ attack, isolating the reinforcements. Of course, the death shroud was supposed to crush Fukun’s guards, but after crossing the giant Asia After the space storm, the combat effectiveness of the Death Shroud was greatly weakened, and coupled with the laws of physics, the value of the Maelstrom, and the Great Guardian, the Death Shroud could only temporarily repel the Phoenix Guards.

"I'm willing to fall." Fugen suddenly sneered: "Look at what you look like. You are like a candy without a sugar. While crying that Dad is unfair, he keeps emphasizing how hard and hard he is, secretly thinking. The kid who wants attention? You are really rubbish, and whoever gives you sugar to eat you will go with you! And the wrench? You are just a wild dog begging everywhere!"

"Enough!" Fugen's words really angered Mortarian, and the Demon chuckled to cover up his anger with a sneer: "You have been brainwashed, and you know nothing about that cold and cruel father. He took advantage of all of us on the road to gaining the Godhead, and you have all lost the ability to think independently."

The Demons stood up and said triumphantly: "And I am different. The loving father told the essence of subspace, birth, reproduction, decay, death, how beautiful, how glorious, and how vibrant the world is. I am democratic. Fighter, I am the people’s choice. That dictatorship will be overthrown, and I will spread the glory of freedom and democracy in the universe. I will fight for the people of the entire universe. My plague star will become a beacon of freedom and democracy. !"

"Forget it, I wanted to take you away directly, but now I don't think it is necessary." Motarian raised the alien pistol in his hand-the light, and placed it on Fugen's head: "You You don't need this body, brother, the loving father will give you and San Giles a better one. Don't worry, it will be over in one go."

　　 "Really?" Fukun's face suddenly showed a dark smile: "I can bet with you, I bet there is no bullet in your gun!"

　　 "What?" Motarian was startled, he slammed the trigger, and the light suddenly only emitted a puff of smoke without firing!

　　 The laws of physics in this world are different, so the beacon can’t be used!

　　Fukugen later attacked, and Sotego's war spear directly pierced Mortarian's chin from the side. The demon's original body immediately used the plague scythe to resist it in a panic, but his feet were loose, and Fukun escaped smoothly.

"It's too slow, brother." Fukun immediately seized the opportunity to launch a series of fierce attacks. His sword and spear were like poisonous snakes and pointed at all the vital points of Mortarian. The golden pike and purple sword shadow were in the air. It set off a lot of waves until it turned into a huge wave, with every blow showing the posture of a tsunami on the face, hitting Motarian back and forth again and again.

　　 However, it was not very effective. The entire body of the Demon Primarch consisted of a plague incense burner, a rag blessed by Nurgle, and a rotten Balbarian armor to form an impenetrable defense circle. Fogen’s attack did not work.

"Hmm~" Fukun could feel that he was losing blood quickly. His physical strength was consumed in the previous battles, and Motarian is the original body known for its endurance and long-lasting, strong defense, not to mention it. Nurgle's help.

　　 This battle will be extremely difficult.

　　 But, only to face the difficulties, Fukun raised his spear and sword and launched another attack.

In the distorted flicker, the collision of the Plague Scythe with Glory and Sotego’s War Spear can only be seen as the afterimages are distorted, sparks are splashing, and the battle is like gods. Costantiniye, who was already in a mess, was now covered with debris, and it was as clean as an ancient sage's building.

　　The star dome is shattered, everything is withered, as heavy as a mountain, and the sky is broken and the earth is cracked.

Finally, the impact sounded through the entire Ruthcia Isthmus. With Fogen’s fierce attack, a hole appeared in Mortarian’s indestructible defense circle, an invisible crack, and the emperor’s son Prima knew he must Seize the opportunity, only a perfect blow can defeat Motarian, otherwise he will lose!

Fukun leaped sharply, and Sotego’s war spear pointed directly at Mortarian’s weakness. The Primal Demon was shocked and immediately backed away and wrapped himself with wings. However, his move exposed himself to the other side. For a weak point, Fugen immediately shot out his sword, the blade was faster than the lightning, and pointed directly at Mortalian's neck and the respirator above!

The violent collision and the oncoming spark storm rolled up Fugen’s hair and cloak, unfolded Motarian’s cloak, and the golden power sword hit the surface of the absolute defensive circle on Motarian’s neck. The armor of the demon's original body and the guardian of Nurgle were creaking, and one after another turtle cracks began to appear.

　　 "Hmm!!!" Motarian used all his strength to maintain his absolute defensive circle. He yelled frantically, either you die or I die!

　　 "Be a break! Brother!"

　　 "Very good~www.ltnovel.com~ just as I want!"

The cracks are getting more and more dense, the absolute defensive circle of the Demon's original body has almost completely collapsed under Fukun's full attack. Seeing that the sword of glory is about to break his breather, Motta Rian's tenacity gave him an advantage.

　　 Due to excessive blood loss and fatigue from a long battle, Fukun's power was finally exhausted.

The blade stopped in the respirator, only five millimeters away from Motarian’s throat. Amid the sound of the breathing device’s alarm, Motarian swung back and hit with a sickle. This blow completely damaged Fugen and He blasted out, sprinkling the blood of the original body in the air.

　　 The Primal Demon laughed loudly, he was almost defeated, but today, he was the winner.

"Still expecting father and brothers to come to save you? I tell you, brother, the four true gods worked together to temporarily seal the channel of the subspace storm and the call between the original body. Father and any human beings cannot come to save you. , No other brother knows that I am here!" Motarian was overjoyed and couldn't help revealing many secrets: "It's just that the time is too short, but it's enough to reclaim you."

Fugen fell in the distance, leaving several bone wounds on his body. The emperor's original body tried hard to get up, but Motarian opened his wings and flew towards him, plague The sickle fell.

　　 "That's it, it's over? Isn't it?" Fukune saw the plague light flashing like orange-red circles on the war sickle.

　　 "After all, I still failed, father, again."