Reinforcements arrived as I had hoped, but the battle didn't look like it was going to be over so easily. ,!

Both the Storm Guardian and the Silent Blade showed extremely high fighting enthusiasm and skill, and they cooperated with each other very tacitly, which did not look like they were working together for the first time. The Terminator warriors are slow and difficult to keep up with the demon's pace, but they are all equipped with teleportation devices that can teleport from a distance to the demon's side and even behind to launch a powerful surprise attack, and the heavy Terminator-specific weapon takes away a large chunk of the demon's flesh with every swing, and then teleports away before the counterattack arrives, even if someone is hit in time, the Terminator armor with defensive capabilities comparable to that of the main battle tank can also protect the warriors inside from fatal damage. Silent Blade, the warriors of Sogan from the same savage world as me, although not as powerful and indestructible as the Terminators, but with their elusive movement and nimble movements in the shadows, they are more distant from damage than the Terminators, their melee weapons are too small to deal a significant blow to demons, but their spears are not inferior to heavy weapons at all, maybe they are not weapons specifically designed to deal with demons, it seems that they are designed to fight another war beast, Large vehicles, including tanks, disposable power spearheads, and shaped charge warheads are undoubtedly the nemesis of a piece of steel.

The blows of the Storm Guardian and the Silent Blade were enough to destroy an entire company of main battle tanks in a matter of moments, but the demons were far more survivable than tanks. Its flesh is stronger than steel, its movements are more agile, and it remembers its experience as a human and can protect its vital points in battle as much as possible - although it now seems completely useless, it can slit open its own belly, and it can recover quickly after its neck is cut in half. It has a desperate ability to regenerate, and no matter how badly we damage it, it will always be able to recover to its original condition at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even stronger than ever. Not only did it quickly regenerate the arm that had been severed by Company Commander Anlund, but it also had an extra arm under its armpit, and the newborn arm had a sickle-like hook like a praying mantis, and the other had a claw-like claw like a crab.

Compared to the new reinforcements, the wolves' attack effect was slightly inadequate. It's not that they lack motivation, but because of the manager's successive battles, almost all the uninjured warriors who appear here now, even though the bodies of the space marines are never tired, most of their armor is also scarred and broken, and it is difficult to cope with high-intensity battles. And they also lack heavy weapons, and the few chainsaw swords or even battle daggers that can barely damage demons.

Because of their struggle, I was able to take refuge in the corner of this chamber for a while, and the Iron Priest Erdion was with me, standing within my psionic shield, while he took off his helmet and shared with me the limited amount of air inside his armor - fortunately, compared to the powerful metabolism of the Space Marines, I consumed almost negligible oxygen as a mortal, so the air circulation device built into his armor was enough to provide the two of us for a long time. The inside of the shield was filled with the smoke of gunpowder, blood, and the mixture of steel and mechanical oil from the wolf, which was an unusually strong smell of war, and it made my heart refreshed.

"Brother Arslan asked me to help you activate that Nemesis. I thought you were practicing some strange heresy, but I didn't expect you to have a guy from the Gray Knight, and it was not easy for you to survive until now. Anyway, I've been interested in their weapons for a long time, can you lend me a few days after this battle? Erdien muttered to himself as he examined my greatsword.

The goddess of revenge must be the name of this sword, and the gray knight is the unknown warband with silver-gray livery? I don't know anything about either and can't say anything.

"You know the Grey Knight? With your authority, you shouldn't be able to know them. Velheim chimed in. The rune priest also did not join the battle, but stood outside the circle and commanded the attacks of the other wolves, lest they be too brave and lead more casualties.

"As a wolf, I really don't have the right to know them, but haven't I ever been a death watchman, and although the scope of business is different, there are occasional crashes. We've had a great time working together. Erdeon pulled a cable from his power pack and borrowed it from the hilt of the greatsword, "Well, this thing is pretty power-hungry, no wonder it's so powerful." Alright, watch me wake up her spirit right away......"

"Who is the Grey Knight? A stealth warband that carries out specialized missions like Deathwatch? "I finally couldn't help but ask my questions.

The warband that used to be a one-sided relationship is really strange. Their power armor is different from any regular interstellar warband I know, it looks like they have their own exclusive armor, each of them seems to have a powerful psychic power, so strong that the mere use of willpower is enough to banish the weaker demons from the real world, and their equipment is also so sophisticated that anyone would be envious, almost every one of them is a blessed sacred weapon, even the blast bullets from the storm machine gun on their wrists are blessed, and can leave unhealable wounds on the demons. Compared to them, even Death Watch seems much more ordinary, no matter how elite the members of Death Watch are, after all, they are still the general sense of space marines that I can usually see, at most they are pure veterans, non-commissioned officers and even special formations of officers.

"Well, the mission is pretty much the same, Death Watch against the aliens, and the Grey Knight against the demons. However, the level of secrecy of the Grey Knight is much higher than that of Death Watch, and even the ordinary warriors of an old warband like the Space Wolf have no right to know about their existence, only the Grand Master and some senior leaders know. As for you mortals...... You must know that the appearance of the Grey Knight is generally accompanied by the most powerful high-level demons, so the mortals who are lucky enough to see them are basically purified. It's a miracle that you're alive until now. Also, this Nemesis is a big trouble for you, so it's better to lend it to me first......"

Odeon's narration was abruptly interrupted by a shrill radio murmur, and Flheim telepathized with me, "Don't listen, that's not something you can reach. Ignorance is salvation. ”

"Suspicion begets heresy. Thank you for the reminder, elder. "I bow my head to the rune priest.

"Push it up, brothers, you'll be able to kill it in a moment!" Feto Ann Lund roared to cheer up the spirit, then teleported to the demon again, stabbing one of its knees with a sword. But the demon seemed to have been prepared for this surprise attack, and its counterattack was decisive and fierce, and the huge magic sword condescendingly pierced through the energy shield opened by the Terminator Ankh, piercing the heavy pure gold and terracotta steel armor on the shoulder guards, piercing the company commander high on the sword and throwing it out, smashing into another Terminator warrior who rushed up, causing the two to fly away together in this gravityless environment. Then it flapped its wings rapidly, and a chaotic hurricane blew in the vacuum chamber, forcing all the besieging people back.

"Hahahaha, sons of Fort Pettodi, do your fathers and brothers know that you are so foolish and loyal to the carrion on the throne?" The demon stretched out its snake-like tongue and licked the dried blood from the blade, then laughed wildly.

As if intimidated by the demon's crazy nonsense, the Storm Guardians stopped their attack for a moment, and there was an eerie silence on the battlefield for a moment. Suddenly, the injured company commander Ahn Lund raised his head to the sky and roared, this roar not only came from everyone's communicators through the full frequency of radio waves, but also the burning anger in this roar ignored the barrier of the surrounding vacuum, causing the surrounding steel world to tremble together. All the Storm Guardians responded with the same roar, and then activated the teleporters in unison to appear around the demon. They abandoned their previous tactics of orderly advance and retreat in favor of a furious and unreserved offensive. The massive Power Sword, Mjolnir, and Lightning Claw swung wildly, tearing off large swaths of flesh and blood, and the submachine guns, Storm Machine Guns, and plasma cannons fired directly at the demon's body with all their might, smashing it to pieces. One of the warriors couldn't find a position to attack due to the sheer number of companions, so he activated his electromagnetic boots and ran down the wall to the roof of the chamber, then slammed down the demon's head.

The demon didn't seem to expect that his inadvertent taunt would cause such drastic consequences, and it quickly swung its four arms to launch a counterattack in the surrounding area, quickly wounding several fighters, but the Terminator was not something it could destroy lightly. Before it could strike back further, the warriors had severed all of its arms with swift and precision, and it looked like it was in a passive position before it could regrow its arms.

However, even in such a passive situation, it still did not fall into the disadvantage. At the cost of breaking a horn and tearing half of its face with its thunder-clad claws, it used the remaining horn on its head to impale the warrior from overhead, then bent down and charged with all its might. In order to avoid accidentally injuring their comrades, the Storm Guardians in front of the demon couldn't help but slow down their offensive a little, which gave it a chance to break through. The demon seized the opportunity to break through the encirclement and slammed straight out, slamming its head against the steel wall, and when it turned around in a daze, the remaining horn on its head was broken, leaving the Terminator warrior still nailed to the wall, wielding the Storm Gun and Lightning Claw in vain.

Once again, the demons charged, and the Space Marines in the route avoided it and fired at it with a variety of artillery fire. As if it had become blind and insane, the demon shouted meaningless words hoarsely, spreading its madness in all directions, and despite the growing injuries on its body, it slammed through the crowd and slammed into another wall. Before it could recover from the stun of the impact, Company Commander Annlund teleported to its side again, swung his thunderous greatsword and slashed its neck with a single blow, and then fired violently at the severed head with the long-stored plasma cannon, engulfing the ugly and hideous head with a star-like plasma fireball. By the time the dazzling light had been extinguished, the flesh and blood on the demon's skull had long since disappeared, leaving only a pale skull, which Anlund fell to the ground and stepped on the skull with his feet.

The subspace echoed the bitter and unwilling wails of the demons. It is said that demons are immortal, but I am not sure whether this demon prince, who has just been transformed by the further degeneration of the Chaos Space Marines, can truly gain immortality. But I know that one of the reasons it fell so quickly is because there is so much to know, and ignorance is salvation!

It's over, and even though the demon's body is still mostly intact, it doesn't look like a threat anymore. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, but Erdien looked at the Nemesis greatsword in his hand, and he looked a little unsatisfied.

Suddenly, a short spear flew from the darkness in the distance, piercing deep into the demon's abdomen, and then exploded with a bang, splashing a large rain of blood. After being blown off the surface muscles, another hideous face was revealed in the demon's abdomen, the head of the Sharis demon, which had been connected to the demon's body with countless intertwined veins and tendons, and the eyes that had been dull and godless had now revealed a terrifying light that pierced people's hearts.

"Everyone, the source of demonic power and mind is in the stomach! It's not really dead yet! "A psionic message was delivered to every warrior present. I could make out it was the voice of Silent Blade's old shaman, Aftron.

The demon scanned us back and forth with the two eyes on his stomach, the muscles of the wounds on his shoulders squirming rapidly, and in a moment four arms grew again, and a new magic sword came out.

The last wails of the Demon Prince in the subspace quickly subsided, and another, even older and more powerful demon had been reborn in its body. Its power may not have increased much, but the terror exuded by the condensed will was far greater than before. Perhaps it was the self-righteous victory that made us lower our vigilance, but at this moment, almost everyone was shocked by the demon's gaze, and no one could attack first.

The reborn demons did not attack, but harassed us with a constant onslaught of hearts. This is a demon of Shaliz, not as violent as the sadistic demon, but a master of manipulating people's hearts. I vividly remember that it desecrated almost the entire world in a matter of days, plunging millions of people into the abyss of depravity.

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