With Add's psychic link, I could clearly feel where everyone was, so when the demon swooped down on Avi, even though her body didn't have the strength to fight the demon, and she wasn't able to resist the demon's onslaught like I did, I still had nothing to worry about. Adib played a rigorous and well-thought-out chess game, and we were all pawns in the game, including himself, and even if none of us had the ability to defeat that demon, good tactical coordination could multiply our power exponentially, and victory was not unexpected.

Like the flames on its body, the wall of fire in front of Ah Wei only caused great pain to the demon, but it was not fatal enough, nor did it slow down its movements much, and even caused it to charge further in a rage. Inquisitor Akvetia is only relatively strong for ordinary people, but it is far inferior to the Star Marine, not to mention the Demon Prince who has been further degenerated by the fallen Star Marine, seeing that she is about to be hit by the head-on giant axe, the huge stone pillar on her side suddenly shattered a large piece at a height of more than three meters, and then the giant pillar more than twenty meters high above smashed down, and smashed the swooping demon impartially, swatting it on the ground like a fly.

Then, with the violent tremor of the steel floor, the huge steel body of the dreadnought mecha Arslan emerged from the dust of the rock shattering, strode into the shattered stone pillar, and stretched out its electric claws to play in the rubble. Suddenly, a cloud of rock flew up from the dreadnought's feet to obscure his vision, and the demon hid behind the flying rocks and slashed at one of Daring Do's legs with an axe, severing the already injured mechanical leg to the knee.

The battered dreadnought mech barely managed to control itself and lunged in the direction of the demon, spreading its shiny massive power claws in an attempt to grab the demon. Despite his best efforts to dodge, he was still not nimble as he lay on the ground, and the demon barely managed to escape from Arslan's range, with only half of his wings torn off. The furious demon raised its battle axe in an attempt to deliver a fatal blow to the collapsed Dreadnought, but the rain of bullets from its wings and the blades behind it forced it to abandon the attack and instead put itself under the cover of Dreadnought's body to dodge the barrage of explosive arrows, and turned back to confront Vya.

The battle axe that originally belonged to Velheim already possessed terrifying power in the hands of demons that could split through vehicle-level armor, and no one thought that Avi would have any advantage in close combat. Eddie immediately issued a warning to tell her to back off, but the psychic link only plays a communication role, and it is impossible to forcibly control the will of others, not to mention that Ah Wei is also a strong-willed psyker, and it is still unknown whether Eddie can influence her.

Just before Ah Wei was about to rush into the demon's attack range, an invisible force field hand pulled her back and dragged her until she reached my side. Naturally, I was making a move. The forces here should be enough to kill this demon, and Add didn't assign me a mission, so I took it upon myself to do what I was better at, protecting every comrade in danger as much as possible.

Ah Wei, who was interrupted from the attack, glared at me angrily, but she didn't get angry any further, and it seemed that she was also self-aware of her melee ability.

Next, she unleashed a psychic power I had never heard of, and a flame ignited on her, then spread out in all directions, forming a huge ring of fire that spread throughout the hall, illuminating the dark space for a moment. The flame had also slashed through my body, but I didn't feel any external burning, but there was a burning sensation coming from the inside out, as if a high concentration of promethium fuel flowed in my blood, ignited by the flames of the square. When I raised my hand, I saw that even the palm of my hand was covered with a flickering fire.

I thought it was just me, but when I looked around, I saw several figures burning in the shadowy corners around the hall. What kind of spell is this, just to mark everyone's location?

The next moment, when everyone had changed their magazines or chains and started shooting at the demons, I really realized the effect. The guns fired were no longer ordinary explosive and heavy explosive arrows, but huge fireballs, blazing flames attached to ordinary ammunition and burning, giving them extraordinary power. Each of these flaming bullets can explode a gratifying wound on the demon's body, and some even go directly through the demon's body, leaving deep scars on the stone pillar or dreadnought mech on the other side. The flames of the bullets raged on the demon, scorching its body and soul at the same time.

Only then did I understand the nature of these flames in us, which was clearly the soul fire formed by Ah Wei using herself as a fire to ignite the soul of each of us, or rather, using herself as a medium, temporarily triggering the spiritual potential possessed by each mortal, allowing them to directly turn their will into power, attaching hatred and anger to their weapons to attack.

I was pleasantly surprised by this discovery. I'm a psionic myself, and even before I systematically learn psionic powers, it's easy for me to light a flame. But after all, I'm not a specialist in the field of fire control, and I'm not good at creating powerful fire spells. With Avi's help, it seems like I can try some tricks that I've never tried before?

No, I feel that I have enough power now to handle most situations, and there is no need to dabble in more expertise. It's not that I'm resting on my laurels, it's that psykers themselves don't allow too much curiosity. Trying to cross fields is a very dangerous behavior, and even if I can release a flame-destroying flame like Ah Wei, I have no experience in controlling them, and it will be troublesome to play with fire**.

On the battlefield, everyone's firepower has been violently strengthened, but the battle situation has not improved as imagined, although the demon is still in a state of being pressed and beaten and unable to fight back, but we can't vent our firepower to the fullest, too strong firepower greatly improves the chance of accidentally injuring their own people, not only the dreadnought mecha appeared on the wounds of Yan zhòng, and the intersecting ballistics even flew sideways throughout the hall to endanger the comrades on the other side. The wolf's warriors had completely stopped shooting at this point, and if it weren't for the efforts of Eddie and Velheim to stop them, they might have pulled out weapons such as chainsaw swords and even battle daggers that didn't pose much threat to demons and stepped forward to fight, not only that, but they also transferred some of their anger to the nuns who had not stopped shooting.

Naturally, the demon saw the change in form, and it tried to dodge the intertwined shots from all sides, using the pillars and Arslan's body as cover as much as possible. Realizing that the fallen Dreadnought had become an obstacle to our attack, I immediately unleashed my force field hand in an attempt to drag him away from the intersection of fire, but Arslan's power claws pierced the steel floor as he fell, and at this point it was firmly anchored to the ground, unable to drag it for a while.

At Add's invocation, the fighters quietly moved to find a new position to find the right angle to shoot. Suddenly, the demon that had been suppressed moved, and it charged at a speed we couldn't have imagined, charging towards Add, who was in the corner of the hall.

As a pure subspace creature, even though the demons under the Apocaust aversion to witchcraft, it still has a keen sense of the energy of the subspace, and quickly identifies the leader of our side and attempts to decapitate it. If it succeeds, we will immediately lose command and fall into chaos, and then it will have every chance to break through.

But I keep an eye on the demons at all times, and I have the spare strength at hand to help any comrades in danger. The demon's incredible speed at this point made it impossible for me to pull Eddie away calmly, but it was easy to move him down with a rough move. I knocked him flying with a force-field punch that controlled his strength, keeping him away from the demon's charging path.

Even if I deliberately controlled the power, but after all, I was in the habit of exerting dozens of tons of power at every turn, even if it was protected by well-made power armor, Eddie was still injured by a certain amount of dù, and even his consciousness was scattered for a moment, which made the mental connection interrupted, although it was immediately reconnected, but the wild wolves who couldn't hold back their impulses had already launched a charge, and everyone rushed towards the demon with a full body of fire.

The flames of rage burned on the weapons of the wolves, and even demons did not dare to face these weapons that could directly damage their souls. It didn't stop to look for it again after it lost its target, and rushed forward at a faster speed. Just when we thought it was going to hit the wall, it leapt forward, flapping its two broken wings and running up the wall, and in an instant it was hidden in the darkness above. The nun's barrage of flames chased after it, but most of them left large holes in the wall behind it. Later, the wolves also ran to the corner, some of them activated the electromagnetic adsorption device in their boots to chase them up, and some climbed up with the bullet holes that the nuns had punched, but all to no avail.

The demon retracted its breath, and the body hidden in the darkness not only disappeared from our vision, but also from our psionic perception. Some of the nuns turned on the headlights on their armor to shine upwards, and the Storm Guardians shot bright balls of plasma fireballs into the dome, but the light could not be scattered in the vacuum, and the pillars created too many shadows to illuminate much space.

Everyone was nervously on guard, ready to meet the demon's dive attack.

"Ilshan, throw me up. Fast! The demon is running away! Arslan's voice rang out in the psychic link.

I had never stopped trying to move Arslan, and I had just pulled him off the floor, and when I heard his words, I agreed.

In terms of pure combat power, the demon is powerful enough to kill any of us in an instant - maybe Arslan and I can fight a few more times, but if we are besieged, it will be difficult for the demon to even find a chance to attack. Of course, it can maneuver around us and break us down with its unmatched speed, but none of us are weak lambs to the slaughter, and each of us is enough to inflict great damage on the demons. If there is any sense, after this battle, in which no one has much advantage, the demon's better choice is to escape from here, infiltrate the battleship from somewhere else, and kill every crew member. In those narrow corridors and compartments inside the battleship, we simply could not deploy much force, and there was no means to confront it.

As I gathered my strength to throw the dreadnought, a figure with a long tail of flame rose from the ground, flying towards the dome, and in an instant, it flew towards the breach in the dome. It was Ashwarya, the only seraph that seemed to be left among the nuns. The bright light of the fire shone in the space around the breach, and the figure of the demon was also reflected, and it was already close to the breach. The giant battle axe struck the slender nun with a slight swing, and the nun's power sword only cut a trivial wound on the demon.

But it was this moment of illumination and obstruction that led to more blows. First, a thick chain flew in, and the hooks on the chain grabbed the demon's broken wings, and then more hooks flew, grabbing the demon's limbs one by one, and even shooting into the bullet wounds that pierced its body, tearing out even larger wounds. But the demon was not pulled down, but was inspired to become more and more terrifying, and was actually able to pull the dozens of tons of flame crystal chariot on the ground and fly upward, and it was about to enter the breach in the dome.

Clusters of dazzling plasma fireballs also flew into the air, and the destructive plasma that had occurred after a long period of energy gathering took on an eerily slow flight speed, and merged with each other one by one during the flight, until it turned into a ball of azure thunder that was far brighter than the midday sun, slowly and unstoppably flying towards the demon. The earth-shattering cries of Velheim echoed through the subspace, and ball lightning burst out, reflecting the entire dome in incandescent.

When the ball of lightning dimmed, we could see the demon. It was charred black, its wings completely gone, its height had dropped considerably, and it was swung its limbs in a swimming-like motion, still holding a tomahawk from Velheim in one hand. The plasma explosion had caused massive burns, but it was still not fatal, and all the chains on its body had been blown off.

Why isn't it dead yet?! Isn't it true that Nurgle's lackeys are the most durable?

The resilience of the enemy almost makes us desperate, and the common sense of the sadistic lackeys is better at killing than being beaten. We can only be glad that we cooperated well in the previous battles and did not give the enemy too many opportunities to attack. But now, the demon seems to be dying, and anyone who can catch up with it can kill it, but who can catch up with it now?

By this time, Arslan had been lifted into the air by me, and he was only one line away from catching up with the demon. I struck harder, and the heavy dreadnought mech rushed forward like a jumping infantry, thunder-shining claws stabbing into the demon's back. The demon didn't look back, but threw his tomahawk backwards, slashing into Daredevil's shoulder joint, slashing the power claw at the shoulder, and continuing to fly upwards himself. The power-losing claw reluctantly extinguished, then slid out of the demon's body and slammed to the ground. At the same time, a black figure teleported to the front of the demon with a long sword, it was Eddie himself, but before he could attack, the bare-handed demon had already preemptively cut several parallel wounds in his armor with its claws, and then grabbed his body and threw it to the ground.

At this point, no one can stop the demon from escaping. I'd like to try again, but Arslan and Add, who are falling, have taken up all my attention. By the time I caught them and placed them safely on the ground, the demon had already burrowed into the hole in the dome and vanished.

Arslan had lost a leg and power claw, and was scarred but not fatally wounded, but that was enough for the wolves to worry about. Add himself is unharmed, but the power armor is leaking. The force feedback power armor worn by mortals is not as viscose as the Space Marines can secrete glue to automatically repair holes, and several nuns quickly rush over to repair his wounds with adhesive tape, which saved him from suffocation.

"We've failed," Eddie said weakly and helplessly, "but we must take out that demon." Sorry, Fenris' warriors......"

"There's no need to take all the blame, young Inquisitor," said Velheim, "and let your men evacuate at once, we'll soon overload the ship's subspace engines." A contaminated warship is nothing more than a trophy for us. ”

"Okay...... Sylvia, are you there? …… Bridge, is anyone there? ”

Later, Add announced something even more surprising to our surprise, as the connection with the bridge had been severed.

When did the situation get so bad? The demon had just escaped outside the battleship, and it wasn't enough to take the bridge so quickly. But the demon wasn't the only enemy on this ship.

And that Chaos Wizard......

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The 5,000-word chapter can be regarded as a supplement to the loss of discipline some time ago, right? The first volume is coming to an end, and the protagonist's hole cards and past events will gradually be revealed. The second volume, well, is finally going to land, and it's finally going to get married.

It's the New Year, and there are wood and red envelopes to give?

I was a year older, thirty-one, and I was still alone. Do you have a book friend to reward a girl for me? Yes, there is a room

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