Fu Qinghai galloped all the way in the network.

The network is intricate and bifurcated, and the fog is full of dense and the vision is limited, despite this, Fu Qinghai still soared the Blue Falcon to close to the speed of sound, using the piloting talent engraved in the white scar gene, as well as extraordinary senses and reactions, constantly correcting the flight direction to avoid forks in the road in advance, and soon approached the location marked by the "Infernal Network Map".

"Aoyama, I smell it."

A deep voice suddenly sounded in my ears.

"What do you smell?"

Fu Qinghai asked while driving a motorcycle.

"The breath of the soul came from the wind."

Another hoarse voice said.

"Is it human? Or is it the Elves? ”

Fu Qinghai asked.

"No, it's our kind."

The deep voice said.

"Then it looks like we're almost there."

Fu Qinghai narrowed his eyes and said lightly.

Then twist the grip again to accelerate.

"Samus ......"

A voice rang in my ears.

Faint to the point of almost imperceptible.

"What?"

Fu Qinghai said.

The jet bike flew too fast, causing the outside of the helmet to be whistling by with an unusually chaotic sound of wind, which interfered with Fu Qinghai's auditory senses, making him a little unable to distinguish what one of the eight demons had just said.

"Samus ......"

Fu Qinghai heard clearly this time.

The voice in my ear was a little louder.

"Who's Samus?"

Fu Qinghai asked.

Samus ...... Samus ......"

The demonic wraith began to repeat the name.

"I'm asking who he is! Can't understand people? ”

Fu Qinghai had to step on the brakes and start to slow down, while scolding with some impatience in his mouth. As the speed of the jet bike slowed down, the howling wind that swept through the helmet gradually subsided, and the haunting noise finally died down.

"Aoyama."

At this point, Valak finally spoke:

"None of us spoke just now."

No one spoke? What the hell is that......

Fu Qinghai was stunned when he heard this, and directly stepped on the jet motorcycle, and then began to recall the voice just now, and when he thought about it, it seemed that it was indeed not any of the eight ghosts, and there seemed to be a trace of ...... in that voice

Undetectable static noise?

That voice coming from the communication channel?

It's no wonder that Fu Qinghai thought about it, although the ghost armor is also equipped with communication equipment like ordinary power armor, but this is a network channel, without any signal transmission facilities, Fu Qinghai never thought that the communication channel would ring, and always thought that one of the eight ghosts was talking to him.

"Samus!"

The voice reappeared.

No noise distractions, you can hear clearly.

It's the communication device from the neck armor.

"Who the fuck are you, idiot?"

Fu Qinghai opened the communication channel and sent a polite greeting.

"Hahahaha!"

The voice suddenly became louder.

And laughed presumptuously in his ears:

"Samus, that's the only name you'll hear, Samus, it means end and death...... Samus, I am Samus. Samus is there for you, and Samus is the one who speaks. Samus will eat your flesh, and Samus will gnaw on your bones raw. Be careful! Samus is here! ”

Fu Qinghai tried to turn off the communication channel.

But the voice still echoed in his ears.

The raging darkness rose in the fog ahead, spreading rapidly like a thundercloud, and a vague figure moved within the dark cloud, tugging at its tendril-like mist to piece together an abstract image of ancient fear symbols. Fur and bare muscles, eyes as bright as a burning house on a moonless night.

This black shadow slowly enveloped the jet motorcycle, along with the armored warriors on it. Fu Qinghai raised his head and looked up, the material body of a giant creature gradually coalesced and slowly formed in the network, showing a rough and distorted appearance. He has a dog-like face, an arched body and long claws, and a Mediterranean hairstyle.

It's about the size of a knight's mech.

Fu Qinghai stood in front of him and looked quite small.

"It's been a long, long time since that feast called 'Horus' Rebellion ended, and I haven't smelled the human soul. A young and fresh space marine, with eight demons living inside his armor, is really funny. A delicious snack ......"

The giant demon flicked his tongue:

"I can't help but have some aftertaste."

However, to the devil's surprise, something happened.

The Space Marines in front of him were quite calm.

The subspace is a gathering place of emotions, and the Great Demon is the product of the collision of waves in the sea of souls, he can smell even the faintest fear from the depths of the soul of any soulful creature, and feed on it, but he does not feel even the slightest fear from the other person's heart.

"Aoyama Khan does not kill the unknown."

Fu Qinghai jumped off the motorcycle and pushed it aside.

Looking up at the huge demon in front of him, he said:

"Tell me your title, Samus, or do you like me to call you 'Mediterranean kobold'? Has anyone ever said that your face is really stupid with your hairstyle. ”

"Hahahaha!"

The giant demon laughed angrily:

"It turns out that the ignorant are fearless. You haven't even heard of my name, so it can be seen that you haven't even participated in the great rebellion of the four gods using the galaxy as a dining table to split and encroach on the entire human empire, and you are really a piece of fresh meat. ”

"I am the Demon Prince of the Destruction Storm!"

The demon leaned down and roared at Fu Qinghai:

"Samus, the only name you've heard!"

The Demon Prince of the Storm of Destruction?

Samus, Mediterranean, dog-headed......

These elements gradually converged.

Ah, it was him!

Fu Qinghai suddenly remembered.

Samus, the Demon Prince of the Storm of Destruction, can be said to be a demon that ran through the entire Horus Rebellion.

The first time the Shadowmoon Wolf encountered such a thing as a demon in the Whispering Mountains, and that demon was Samus. The infighting between the Iron Warrior loyalists and the rebels, Samus was also summoned by the rebels to get involved. Later, this guy also infiltrated the Fist of the Empire's Space Fortress Mountain Formation through the possessed narrator Messati Oridon to fight the original Roger Dorn. During the siege of Terra, he was summoned by the Thousand Sons Wizard to fight against the White Scar Storm Prophet and the Forbidden Army. In short, the scene is very full, constantly being summoned to the real universe by the rebels, and then constantly being banished back to subspace by the loyalists.

Despite his terrifying appearance and red-skinned dog head, he is a chaotic demon. "Demon Prince" is just his title, he is not a demon prince who has been promoted by humans, but a Chaos Great Demon born from subspace. Its strength is not weak among the great demons, at least this spirit of repeated defeats is very commendable.

"It turned out to be you."

Fu Qinghai pointed at Samus and said suddenly.

"Are you starting to feel scared?"

The demon giggled.

"Have you won even once, waste?"

Fu Qinghai asked curiously.

"I almost killed Roger Dorne!"

Samus roared and struck with a wave of his claws:

"The Shadow Moon Wolves, Iron Warriors, Storm Seers, and Forbidden Army are countless who have died at my hands! I'll kill, no, I'll play with you space marines like a mess of garbage! Ignorant little thing, you don't know who you're up against. Samus! Samus is the only name you'll ever hear! Always, remember, this, the name! ”

"Almost. It's funny. ”

Fu Qinghai dodged Samus's angry claw with a slight leap, and at the same time, he continued to taunt in his mouth:

"Then I can also say that I almost killed the four gods of chaos all day. Forgive me for being really ignorant, I didn't even know that the Chaos Demon could brag about it. You almost killed Roger Dorn, and I almost popped the Eye of Fear. ”

"Whoa!"

Samus frantically swung his claws again, but this time Fu Qinghai didn't dodge again, he raised an arm.

"Smack!"

Sams' eyes widened in shock.

His giant claws......

I was caught by this armored villain in front of me!

His wrists are thicker than the waist of this Space Marine, but the other party just raises one arm to catch his claws, and this scene is as disobedient as possible, like an ant holding up a stick. The Space Marine clasped his hands in his hands, and Samus felt an irresistible and strange force coming down his arm, and then he soared into the air, slashing through the sky in a half-arc and slamming into the ground.

"Bang!"

The Chaos Demon landed on his face.

Kiss the inner wall of the mesh hard.

Fu Qinghai jumped up and pounced.

Spread your arms outstretched, and your fingers reveal two sharp claws.

"I'm coming, Samus!"

Fu Qinghai jumped on Samus's body, and then waved his hands and scratched wildly. On each of his fingers was a metal hook like an eagle's claw, these metal hooks were quite strange, blue and black, cutting through the skin and flesh of the Chaos Demon, spraying blue spilled light, and then these points of light were absorbed and disappeared by the claw blade. The two claws are forged by the Saron Evil Iron, and the Saron Evil Iron can absorb souls!

"Whew-"

Liquid flames and pitch-black dirty blood spurted out, and the red-skinned kobold beast howled. Every time Fu Qinghai attacked, his claws were cutting and tearing apart, and then absorbing and eating away at the soul fragments of this Chaos Great Demon. Samus screamed and grabbed Fu Qinghai and threw him off his body with all his might. Fu Qinghai adjusted his body in mid-air and landed steadily.

"Tear him apart! Shred him! Shred him! ”

The eight demons in the armor shouted in unison.

Urging Fu Qinghai to continue attacking Samus.

They are all voraciously feasting on soul shards.

The Chaos Demon is so delicious that you can never forget it once you taste it. The previous taste of the misty Kryas was only a superficial taste, and the cunning Tzeentch demon quickly broke free and fled. The substance that now made up the body of the Demon Prince of Destruction Storm was being ripped off by this goblin armor bit by bit, and then chewed slowly.

As soon as Fu Qinghai landed, he pounced again.

Doesn't give the Chaos Demons time to react.

He had realized that the Goblin Warframe was not incomparably powerful since its birth, but on the contrary, it needed to grow by devouring souls—especially high-quality Demon Souls, far superior to ordinary human souls. As Saron Iron continued to absorb the Chaos Demon Soul Fragments, so did the agility increase in the power provided by the Warframe, which was intoxicating.

Fu Qinghai became stronger and stronger.

Samus is getting weaker and weaker the more he fights.

"Eat him! Eat him! Eat him! ”

Eight demons fell into a binge of overeating.

A large number of irregular jagged wounds began to appear on the demon's body, and roaring psionic energy gushed out from them, and his body fell into an unstable change of form, as if it was about to collapse at any moment.

The demon screamed again and again.

Samus let out a scream mixed with hundreds of different voices, the screams tearing through the fog, and the fog in the meadows rolled and boiled in his howls of pain. The abomination tried to escape in a scream, but in a desperate moan, Fu Qinghai's claws slashed into Samus's body and held on, even giving up scratching and opening his mouth to nibble. Samus's roar turned into a wail of weakness.

The alienated and distorted helmet armor of the ghost battle armor turned into a terrifying mouth, the breathing valve was split into rows of long fangs, Fu Qinghai buried his head in Sams's body, his head kept drilling in, and his mouth kept opening and closing.

The demon's torso stood up tremblingly.

Then he fell to the ground weakly.

Samus is already blind.

His dog-headed face was covered with dense intertwined claw scratches, each of which penetrated deep into his facial bones, and his eyesight was slowly drying up. He vaguely saw Fu Qinghai's claws being raised again, and the other party stood up in front of his chest, and then bent down and sank into his chest.

When Sams arched his back in pain, Fu Qinghai had already stood up. He pulled his arms out of the demon's chest, and between his two claws was a large, bloody heart, which was still beating with thick veins, and the blood that had been spilled turned into shimmering psionic crumbs. Fu Qinghai lifted Samus's demonic heart, then cracked open his helmet and chewed it down.

Samus's body twitched, and the beast was scattered before it could hit the ground, bones shattered, muscles turned into bloody slime, claws melted like salt in the rain, and finally faded into the web.

"Wow......"

Fu Qinghai stood contentedly in the center of the inner wall of the network.

Demonic blood drenched the outer shell of his armor.

Compared to the Demon Prince of the Destruction Storm.

It seems that he is more like a Chaos Demon.

"Remember my name, poor Samus."

The demon god-like warrior lowered his head and said to himself:

"My name is Aoyama Khan."

"I am the end and end of the Chaos Demon."

There was a storm in the network for a while.

As if echoing his words.

…………