The Vatorium Reality Perforator, made by the pioneer of the stars, "Votaum", has thousands of stars circulating in a crystal clear sphere, as if it can reflect another world.

This precision instrument of authenticity has incredible power, it is able to penetrate the fourth wall, lift the curtain of falsehood, and give a glimpse:

- A real corner.

As another Relic Bomb exploded in the mouth of the demon Bao, Russell held the Vatorium of Reality with one hand and pulled out the Huntress Blade from the Iron Throne with the other.

With two relics, he flashed to the fat demon's side.

This move is actually very reckless, because even if the spiritual energy is strong, Russell's physical fitness is only a mortal after all, and even Astarte's high-speed attack he needs to rely on his prediction ability to barely deal with it, not to mention that in front of the demon Bao, his prediction ability is actually in a state close to being abolished - at this moment, Bao is connected to his loving father Nurgle, and predicting Bao is equivalent to predicting Nurgle.

His psionic power was not strong enough to lift his father's skirt to see what color of the panties it was wearing today, and a demon could slap his little mortal body into mud with a single slap.

However, at this time, the demon Bao was not in a full state, its skin and flesh were scarred by the bombs fired by the space marines, the huge damage caused by the holy relics bomb has not been eliminated, and the torture of the soul of the saint's corpse powder made it cry in pain.

Demon Bao cried out to his father like a bullied child, and flicked his fat arm at the interstellar marines who had come up to fight it in close combat.

There's never been a better time.

Russell silently flashed behind the demon without attracting anyone's attention.

"It's useless to call Daddy......" he whispered softly.

The "perforation" process of the "reality" of the Vatorium Reality Perforator took less than 1 Planck time.

Inside the crystal celestial sphere, the dream-like starry sky was still slowly circulating, as if nothing had happened, and as if everything had ended.

The Huntress blade in Russell's hand lifted slightly, and a silver-gray blade stabbed forward in his hand, cutting smoothly into Bao's bloated body covered with abscesses.

The abyss-like void unfolded again, greedily devouring everything around it that was related to psionic energy, and despair descended.

"Father...... Father...... Where are you? Father ......"

The demonic face that grew in Bao Ao's belly moaned and wailed, dirty tears rolled down from the corners of its eyes, its emotions were so sad, it could feel that even the chaotic energy it relied on for its survival was being forcibly drained away, even the concept of the existence of "Demon Bao" itself was being disintegrated by that terrifying void, but this time, there was no father to help it.

The umbilical cord has been broken.

This is the result of a forced modification by the Waraum Reality Perforator, but this modification is not permanent, and the fact that the error is quickly corrected by itself.

So Russell made the most of every precious second of time, and he opened the hole as fast as he could, trying to force the "death of the demon Boo" into a given fact before the mistake of "umbilical cord breaking" was corrected.

Under the irreversible siphon effect, the fat and bloated demon soon dried up, and Bao's body turned into soft plant roots again, washing away the dirt and bruises all over his body.

Demon Bao, existence erased.

In this case, even if the presence of the umbilical cord is corrected, it will not help.

In the darkness, Russell could feel that as the demon that resided in Bao was erased, he was hated by the terrifying beings who stood behind him...... Hate as much as you hate. Russell casually hung the Huntress Blade back on his waist, lifted the dying Bao up with one hand like a kitten, and was about to turn away.

Most of the Space Marines who followed Milak had been killed in the previous brutal battle, and only four hoplites wearing Terminator armor had survived their heavy defenses.

Three of the four think tanks that unleashed the "Fallen Heart" to commit themselves to the tyrannical forces of the subspace have also been killed, and the last one left has the best luck: the bloodthirsty killing intent that surrounds him is constantly being extracted and devoured by the hollow unfolding.

He was the first of the first psionics to cast the forbidden spell "Fallen Heart" who had never survived after the fact.

At this time, they looked at the purified Bao in Russell's hands, and their hearts were mixed.

Their loyalty to the emperor led them to risk their lives to claim this treasure.

But they couldn't convince themselves to shoot Russell to the benefactor who had just destroyed the Great Demon Bao and saved the lives of themselves and their fighting brothers.

"There's no need to dwell on it, in fact, you can't shoot me." Russell smiled: "But your humanity has not been extinguished in the war, which is very precious, I like it very much." ”

The warriors of the Flame of Repentance Warband are relatively morally noble, and if they are some extremist warbands in the Empire, they are no better than Chaos.

Russell was about to leave with the dying Bao, but he didn't take a few steps before he stopped.

"What a coincidence." Russell muttered to himself, letting the invisible psychic power field envelop his body.

The survivors of the battle with the demon Bao were all apprehensive when they saw him stop suddenly, but soon, the apprehension disappeared and was replaced by some kind of complicated emotion.

At the entrance to the Hall of the Throne, there was still a crack that the Dreadnought had torn open when it drove in, and now the crack was emitting a faint blue fluorescence, which was the light of the power spear, and armed Astartes, dressed in silver power armor in the shape of a holy shield, with books or other magic weapons on their waists, walked in from the crack with a Heavenly Punishment power weapon in their hands.

The surviving commandos don't know which warband these maverick Space Marines come from or who they are, but Milak, the leader of the Confessional Fire Battle, knows it.

- They are the Grey Knights.

As anti-demon experts in Astarte, all the Grey Knights are powerful psionics, their strength unmatched, and their hearts pure and unblemished; It would be great to have the help of the Grey Knight in the battle against Chaos.

It's a pity that these gray knights came a little late. The battle with the demon Bao is over.

The dreadnought glanced back, and the orc warlord slumped on the Iron Throne was no longer breathing, and it seemed that the battle on the moon surface was over.

The Grey Knights walked into the throne hall without saying a word, and Russell stood calmly, not even making eye contact with the leader of the squad.

Because he knew that these gray knights were not coming to find him, they were just escorting an important person to him.

Then, from behind the burly gray knight, a woman in a white robe slowly stepped out.

Her long hair was pure white, and a ribbon with mantras written on it was tied around her head to cover her eyes. Her hands caressed her chest, the corners of her lips pursed slightly, and her casual micro-expression revealed a trace of extremely suppressed apprehension and expectation.

The prophetess of Espernes, Alexei, was escorted by the Grey Knight to Russell.