"Roar—"

Fu Qinghai didn't say a word, roared angrily, and flew directly towards Kinoge, without any skills or strategies, he just rushed straight over. There was a strange laugh in the calamity of beauty, and the strange sound was like glass scraping through the bone. The Great Demon of Slaanesh raised a hoof against Fu Qinghai, and then kicked it hard.

"Bang!"

The hoofs are kicking right in the chest.

Fu Qinghai was like a can of meat that had been pumped by a baseball bat, flying back upside down, "banging" all the way to the ground and then bounced, bounced and then hit the ground again. Rolling on the deck and sparking a spark, it didn't damage the goblin armor, but it almost shook his brain.

"Smack!"

Someone finally caught Fu Qinghai.

made him stop the rolling and colliding posture.

"Qingshan, wake up, wake up!"

There was an anxious call in his ears.

"Hmm......"

Fu Qinghai only felt dizziness in his eyes, and the smell of rust in his mouth and nose was full of blood. He shook his head vigorously from side to side, the blood in his pupils finally faded, and when he looked up, he saw a tall and graceful familiar figure.

"Sarah ......"

Looking at the lower edge of the hideous banshee mask, as well as the fluttering red mane, Fu Qinghai spoke a little sluggishly. I have no impression of how to kill the Horror Demon just now, and there is a kind of dullness in my tone after drinking a fragment.

"Aoyama, wake up!"

Sarahmand cried out as she struggled to hug him.

"Ho ho ho ho, what do I see?"

The Great Demon of Slaanesh walked gracefully with cat's steps, and said teasingly. The wolf's fangs grinded against the cow's jaws, and around the giant horns hung dazzling jewels of gold, silver and green, strung together by several gold chains, swaying and colliding with each other.

"So you like him, don't you, delicate little banshee? Azulman's apprentice, Adrad's daughter, I know you, Sarahmande. It's really enviable, across species of love, the Prince of Joy blesses you. ”

The Slaanesh Demon said with a grin.

"Fuck off, disgusting thing!"

Saramander struggled to move Fu Qinghai, and the Spirit warriors around her formed a formation to resist the Slaanesh demons who surrounded her. After the King of Boiling Brass was banished, the Sadistic Demon Army gradually fell to the downside, and the Demon of Slaanesh was approaching.

"I am the scourge of the remnants of beauty, Kinog, the hooves of the beast shatter the mountains, the sound of the rhyme soothes the sun, and I personally bless you with this unruly love, don't you feel honored?"

The Lord of Slaanesh said as he began to quicken his pace.

"What happened?"

Fu Qinghai finally came to his senses, and as soon as he looked up, he saw the purple demon running and whistling towards him. The demon was long and thin, and its appearance was disgusting and confusing. It has four arms, two of which end in crab claws, and the other two hold in the palm of a delicate blade forged from smoked glass, illuminated by the light falling overhead.

"You have a repressed dark potential in your body, how delicious is this, how about I taste it?"

The Great Demon of Slaanesh swung his sword with both arms:

"Just a small bite, I would like to assure you that the kiss of Qingshan, the evil of the remnants of beauty is supreme sweetness!"

I'm fighting, I'm on the battlefield!

Fu Qinghai finally reacted.

"Ding!"

Fu Qinghai raised his claws and grabbed the demon's sword. The Great Secret Keeper let out a mocking snort, and the delicate hooves jumped back lightly, dodging Fu Qinghai's counterattack, pursed the corners of his mouth to show a dissatisfied look, and said:

"It's really disappointing, Aoyama."

The Great Secret Keeper let out a scream with all his strength, soaking Fu Qinghai in a vibrating torrent of sonic energy, and Fu Qinghai staggered back two steps in the sonic roar. The glazed sword of the Slaanesh Demon cut through his defenses at a delicate and tricky angle, the tip of the sword stabbing into the gaps in the goblin armor, trying to find the armor's weak point or fatal point.

Before the tip of the sword could fully penetrate the gap in the goblin armor, it was cleverly dodged by the owner of the armor. Fu Qinghai immediately swung his claws and returned the color, and the hook and claw blade cut through the purple-red tendons intertwined with the etheric substance, leaving a deep claw mark on the side of the Great Demon's thigh, causing the Great Demon to howl wildly.

The Great Demon's counterattacks were all defused, and the claws and swords staggered together. Parry, parry, deflect, slash, stab, slash...... The afterimage formed by the battle of one man and one demon has transformed into a tornado storm invisible to the naked eye, whirling and whistling on the deck.

"Why do you want to suppress yourself, Aoyama?"

"Why restrain yourself, Aoyama?"

The Great Keeper of the Secret shouted as he whirled:

"Life is too short, so why not embrace happiness to the fullest? Human beings are animals living in a web of meaning woven by themselves, what loyalty, responsibility, rules, morality, law, ethics...... Everything is nothing, everything is vain! Only joy can make you feel the real existence for a moment! ”

"Pleasure is an illusion, only pain is real."

Fu Qinghai viciously swung out his five-fingered claws.

Saron's Iron Claw stabbed deep into the abominable flesh, and then sliced open the smooth dark purple skin of the Great Demon of Slaanesh, and the foul pus gushed out, and the demon's screams were becoming more and more sharp, and there seemed to be a hint of bliss in the sharpness, and the filthy blood continued to evaporate, and a strange fragrance gradually filled the air.

"What's this pain, Aoyama?"

The Lord of Slaanesh roared and asked:

"Do you think the pain you have inflicted on me is comparable to the ecstasy of the Lord of Dark Desires? Compared to the pain to come, what you feel now is nothing more than fragments! Pain can also become a pleasure as long as you accept it with sincerity, and you have not yet figured out this universal truth. ”

"Boom!"

The tornado dissipated in an instant, and the two suddenly separated.

"Painful...... Such a willful pain, such a wonderful pain, this is the hurt you have caused me, Aoyama, this is the passionate kiss marks you have left on me. ”

The Great Demon of Slaanesh looked down at his scaly, scarted his wound with his paws, and muttered under his mouth. When it spoke, its lips seemed to have been torn apart from the sharp teeth of the croiss.

"It's like the weakest synapses that sprout on plexuses and clusters...... I really love this feeling, I've lived in this world since the foundation of mankind, and I've never been bored with it, I've always been addicted to it. ”

The Great Secret Keeper continued in a sweet and sickly tone.

"Shut up, ugly!"

Fu Qinghai cursed in disgust:

"I'd rather go to a female Glocks in heat than look at your ugly face again, your presence will only make people impotent. It's your fault that you're ugly, please cover your face next time and then come to the real universe, I'm afraid that the fertility rate of all mankind will decrease because of you. ”

"You're denying my beauty."

The demon of Slaanesh said in amazement:

"Even the lowliest human in this hollow metal wreck knows my glory, and you deny me? You're ruthless, worthy of the Khan of Aoyama. ”

"Say no more, I'm going to throw up."

Fu Qinghai took a breath and killed again.

"I would like to leave a fiery footprint between this universe, just to see the flowers that will finally bloom in your eyes, Qingshan, so that you can understand one day that all your perseverance will be in vain. When you finally come to know My truth, the highest truth that you so firmly deny. ”

The Great Secret Keeper parried and said:

"Everything you're doing now is just resisting your genetic instincts in vain, do you think I don't know, Aoyama? Your 'bestial instincts', you are a natural warrior of Slaanesh, you are not a sadist, the Slaanesh Shrine is your home, and your debauched soul will make the indulgent heaven more and more brilliant. ”

Yes? How do you know?

Fu Qinghai's second genetic mutation, the beast instinct, is also a little secret of the battle group leader that only Master Kunto knows, Fu Qinghai's biggest mutation that distinguishes him from all other interstellar soldiers, but he was broken by this slacker demon.

This made Aoyama Khan a little embarrassed and even a little annoyed - it's one thing to be a scumbag, and it's another thing to be called a scumbag to your face. This is especially the case with the misfortune of beauty, which is like shouting "Welcome to the Rotten Crotch Club" in public.

Thinking of this, Qingshan Khan was angry from his heart to the side of his guts, and launched a continuous offensive, and the whole person was like a spinning shuttle interspersed around the Great Demon of Slaanesh, and the faster the attack, the more fierce the battle. Raise your hand to block the sword that the Great Demon has slashed down, and raise your hand to swing a heavy slash. The claw slammed into the crab claw, and the big secret keeper's arm trembled wildly, and then the iron claw had already sliced a piece of pitch-black skin from the inside of the crab claw.

The offensive continued, Fu Qinghai's wrist twisted, and the sword grid in the hand of the Great Demon of Slaanese was pushed aside, and then he took advantage of the situation to take the abdomen of the Great Secret Keeper. Claw Blade tore another wound on the side of the Great Demon Milky White's abdomen, and burning pus gushed out from the sores caused by the claws, and was then doused with pus.

The Great Keeper kicked his hooves and tried to repeat his old trick, but was grabbed by his paws and dragged to the ground. The Archdemon of Slaanesh fought back, twisting and writhing like a snake across the deck. Fu Qinghai dug his fingers into the demon's throat and pulled the dregs of the origin out of the demon's body.

The Great Keeper groaned in defiance, but could not utter a single sentence, its eyes covered with mist, shivering through its broken body, and the claws went limp.

"Remember the one who killed you, demon!"

Fu Qinghai said to Kinoge.

The Great Demon of Slaanesh was powerless to try to swing the sword for the last time, Fu Qinghai directly used his claws to clasp the back of the Great Secret Keeper's hand, inserted it between the fascia of his palm, and forcibly reversed the direction of the blade, and pressed down with both hands to plunge the sword into the chest of the Evil of Beauty. The demon screamed and was impaled on the blade of the sword, nailed to the deck by his own longsword, like an earthworm nailed by nails, constantly struggling and writhing and unable to leave.

The calamity of the remnants danced almost in pain, weeping mutteredly and babbling inarticulately...... Eventually, its skull collapsed, and all the stinking filth was dumped on the deck, and the rest of the corpse bubbled up and then seeped into the deck and vanished.

At this point, the demon of Slaanesh was also banished.

Fu Qinghai stood in the middle of the battlefield and gasped.

There was no movement, only a slight heaval of the back, but the surrounding low-level demons screamed and cried and fled. Neither the Slaanesh Demon nor the Samadistic Demon dared to approach this terrifying black-armored warrior who had slashed two Chaos Demons in a row.

"Aoyama."

Saramander shouted with some concern:

"Are you okay?"

Fu Qinghai slowly turned around, then raised his hand and took off his helmet, looking at the Spirit Clan woman with a tired and calm gaze, revealing his face covered with beads of sweat.

For a moment, Shalamander saw.

The pupils in Aoyama's two eyes.

One blood red, one purple.

However, when she blinked again, she fixed her eyes.

But it has returned to its original brown-black color.

…………

(End of chapter)