I didn't have time to respond to the astonished stares of my comrades, and my own surprise was no less than theirs. I don't understand what happened myself.

But what is certain is that even if the Nemesis in my hand is a blessed sacred weapon, it will not be able to dispel demons by the light it emits alone. A more plausible explanation is that it's a psionic effect I've never seen before, or sorcery—and then I thought of the Space Marines I've seen before, called the Grey Knights, who are enveloped in this fiery light as they fight. I even remembered its name, the Holy Aegis.

The holy shield is not like the spiritual ability field shield that I commonly use to deal with live ammunition, it is mainly used against the spiritual attack of demons, and it can be said that it is lackluster in terms of defensive effect, but its real ability is to attack, it is like a flame that burns some filth that comes close, and the weak demon will be wiped out in such a moment as it just happened in front of my eyes, and even the powerful high-level demon will suffer from severe burns. This is an incomparably powerful spell against demons, but in response to its powerful spell effect, its consumption of psionic energy is also amazing, even at the top level of an almost mortal psionic person like me, the Holy Shield that opens for only a second almost consumes most of my psionic energy.

There was so much more to this moment.

It was a name that marked the origin of the demon's power. Mastering this name can affect the demon's will to a certain extent, or at least directly order it to roll back into the subspace. However, it would take a lot of power to say it, and if I were still in my prime, I might have been able to give it a try, but now that way, the power contained in that name has a good chance of counteracting and polluting my mind. Moreover, I did not trust this method of witchcraft that I had never tried on my own, and I trusted the power of the sword even more. Furthermore, as I recall the crimes committed by this demon against the Empire, I am deeply convinced that it is an unbearable tolerance to let it escape from the real world before it has been wounded by a sword ten million times.

I turned to confirm the location of the space wolves, and sent a message to each of them with my heart: "The demon in front of you now, named Sonodemons, the culprit of the rebellion of Conovis VI in the Ice World thirteen years ago, was the battle of more than forty warriors from the Storm Wolves who rested among the snow-covered mountains, and Arslan fell at that time. ”

The casualties of nearly half of the Holy Canon Company were painful even in a legion like the Space Wolf, which had not been split according to the Holy Canon. My message instantly ignited the fury of all the wolf warriors, and the hatred and anger in their souls and blood burst into blazing fire, causing their armor and fur cloaks to bloom with a dazzling golden yellow.

My holy shield and the fury of the wolves kicked off the counterattack.

Initially, the Space Marines were slightly passive due to their division and surrounding, and being outnumbered. But as the battle progressed, some of the banshees in key positions were prioritized for killing, and the new banshees didn't have time to retake the place, and our situation began to improve. Space Marines formed a battle team of threes and threes, according to each person's strengths, and the wolf and the Silent Blade, who were better than melee combat, received the enemy on the periphery to contain the banshee's attack, and the long-dormant ranged weapons on the heavy Terminator armor of the Storm Guardians were once again given the opportunity to roar, and the storm machine guns, submachine guns, and plasma cannons silently burst into flames, tearing the approaching banshee to shreds or burning to ashes. After dealing with the enemies around them, they used their firepower to cover each other to relieve their companions, and finally extended their firepower to the spatial rift, and before the new banshee could fully condense into a physical entity in the real space, it had been torn apart by a rainstorm of barrage and turned into free chaotic energy again.

The face that emerged from the demon's belly became more and more hideous, and it silently roared to further expand the subspace rift, but no more banshees appeared. Although demons like to enter the real world to hunt the souls of mortals, it is not easy to open up the passage between reality and subspace, ordinary pagans need to sacrifice a lot of blood sacrifices to summon a few low-level demons, and high-level demons cannot directly drive low-level demons with simple commands, its summoning also requires a price, when it cannot satisfy the summoned with the promised sacrifice, it can only pay its own strength. Even though the chaotic energy emitted by the banshee after being killed could make up for it somewhat, it was far from enough for it.

Flheim roared and threw another bolt of lightning that struck the crumbling rift in space, shattering it and setting off a small subspace storm.

The Space Marines formed an arc and approached the demon, ready to deliver a thunderous blow. I'm sure the demon will never be able to withstand the next attack, the body it occupies has been riddled with holes in the previous battle, and it has just paid a huge amount of strength to summon the banshee, although it has barely healed its injuries after this period of delay, and has opened out two more arms, but the loss of strength is completely irreparable, and its size has shrunk to more than two meters tall, about the size of a bloodletter, and even thinner than a space marine.

The previous Sadistic Demon Prince, who had fallen from the World Eater Champion and turned into a sadistic demon prince, had already given everyone enough vigilance several times, so the wolves closed the door of this cabin by the way after coming in, and for the sake of insurance, Erdeon even welded the cracks of the door, and if the demon wants to escape again, I am afraid that there is only one way left to escape into the subspace, which is also our victory, after all, the demon is immortal, and defeating it once is only temporarily expelling it from the real world, In the future, it will still try to come back after it has regained its strength - this is a very frustrating and even desperate fact, but the temporary victory is enough to make us happy.

Right now, this demon of Salis insisted on fighting until it fell, and I guess it should die cleanly and no longer drag on and prolong the battle boringly. But the facts in front of me once again refreshed my impression of demons, it turned out that demons, such immortal and immortal things, were so afraid of death.

Surrounded by space marines, the demon suddenly climbs up the wall like a gecko. This last struggle seemed futile, and the Storm Guardian's long-range fire immediately set fire to it, and the other warriors activated their electromagnetic boots in pursuit, and in a gravityless environment, the cornice-walking was a complete breeze for these steel giants.

The demon fled to the top wall of the chamber with massive firepower, and a sword pierced through a grid on it, tearing it off and burrowing into the pipes behind.

It was a ventilation duct barely big enough for a mortal to get in, and the demon had to squeeze its body very long to get in. And the group of space marines who stayed here all looked at each other and fell into speechlessness.

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