Russell strode down the corridor, the floor beneath his feet soaked with blood, staining the frontal circulation air in the cabin with a rich, fishy-sweet smell.

On the road leading to the battleship's command room, the corpses of disemboweled, disemboweled, purple and green entrails dripping down the walls. Blood, bile, stomach acid, urine...... There were also strange liquids that I couldn't name, all mixed together at the moment, and it was even more disgusting than the mere smell of blood.

How so...... It is indeed the style of the emperor's son.

Rather than sadistic believers who like to show off their achievements with mountains of skulls, the Third Legion of Slaanesh prefers to enjoy the killing process itself, using various sadistic and masochistic twisted rituals to please the Prince of Pleasure.

There was a blasphemous scene like purgatory, but this was the right thing for Russell to be more certain of his judgment.

"The thing that suddenly appeared on the bridge was really Vogrim......" Russell was a little helpless.

It's hard enough to use the Imperial Guard's big men to line the Chaos Space Marines. As a result, there was a demon ascending primordial body on the opposite side that had just jumped into the face. How to fight, I didn't have to fight.

If you can have a team of elite Space Marine Terminator veterans to resist the line, then you still have some bargaining chips to drag the original body's action, but unfortunately not.

Klentarina and Kadia are both important systems close to the Eye of Fear, but unlike Kadia, which is defended by several Astarte warbands, there is not a single Space Marine warband stationed in the entire Krena sector.

Because this is the Dark Angel's defense zone, Kren Talina is one of the thousands of worlds that have been sworn to protect by the Dark Angel Warband. And the Dark Angel was beaten by Grey Wind not long ago.

The boulder was paralyzed, Tuchucha was swept away, and the stunned Deathwing Grand Mentor woke up to find a muscular man standing in front of him—the leader of the Dark Angels' Flame of Repentance.

After such an operation, the Dark Angel was directly confused, and he still hasn't come to his senses, let alone come to support.

Although even if the Dark Angel came, most of them would not be able to defeat the Chaos troops led by the Ascending Demon Primordial, but in any case, the defense of the Krenna Defense Force would be so passive and the losses would be so heavy, Russell would have an unshirkable secondary responsibility.

"You still have to solve your own troubles, although it's a bit troublesome."

Russell held the Huntress Blade in one hand and looked up at the countless silk threads that were constantly flying in front of him, his pupils shrunk, firmly locking on the most conspicuous of the countless threads of fate.

It was a bright pink-purple thread, brightly colored and solid, as if such a line really existed, and it fell gently on the bridge of the Silesian Wind.

The next moment he locked on this silk thread, a circle of tiny water waves rippled around Russell's body in an instant, and the hollow gravity dragged his body through the curtain between the void and the real, and came to the owner of the bright thread of fate.

When Russell's feet re-stepped on the steel, the first thing that caught his eye was the corpse of a soldier hanging from a defensive fort.

Russell noticed that the soldier actually had strong vital signs, and that she was still alive, but her body was no longer human.

Russell, who had just finished teleporting, opened his eyes and saw an eerie crying face with a smile on the turret.

Noticing Russell's presence, the soldier's face twitched violently, and clumps of coagulated blood kept vomiting from his throat, as if trying to say something to him.

"Got it." Russell said calmly, plunging the Huntress Blade into her skull.

At the junction between the bridge and the cabin, there were many wandering fire points and fixed batteries, and Russell walked all the way, wielding a knife without saying a word to kill the sad lives who had been deprived of the right to die by the slaanesh sorcery.

Following the thread of fate to the left side of the bridge, Russell meets the author of all this on a mobile platform used by the Engine Prophet to inspect the ship's exterior facilities.

- It was a large pink snake with a long tail, the lower half of its body covered with fine scales, and the upper half of its body was a human body. There are four slender and delicate arms like white lotus on top of her curvaceous waist, and her long silver hair is scattered under her hips.

The four-armed snake man prostrate on the moving platform slowly lifted his graceful upper body, and the abundant fruits hanging in front of him swayed majestically.

She noticed Russell's approach, and she put down the art she was working on.

"You're late, my dear, a worthy gentleman shouldn't have a beautiful lady waiting all the time, how lonely it is."

The voice of the four-armed beauty snake was sultry, she stroked her lower abdomen with two hands, and the other two hands supported her chin, blooming a beautiful smile like a flower, but the eyes between her eyebrows were faintly complaining.

"Huh?" Russell was a little confused.

He was caught off guard by the situation in front of him. I followed the brightest and most conspicuous thread of fate to come here, thinking that I could find the original body of the Ascending Demon of the Emperor's Son Legion, but at the end of this thread was not Forgrim, but a four-armed beautiful snake.

Four arms, pink and purple snake scales, extremely beautiful appearance, charming and moving temperament...... The characteristics of this female snake are very much in line with Russell's impression of Foghem, which makes him a little puzzled.

…… Could it be that Fogham has finally fallen female?

Russell had a chill.

Behind the four-armed serpent lies a dying Techno-priest, the chief "Engine Prophet" of the Order of Mechanics stationed in the Krenna fleet.

It's just that now his red robe is tattered, and the electronic implants and mechanical prosthetics all over his body are gradually mutating into wriggling tentacles, rolling eyeballs, and a mouth with fangs......

Inorganic reversal is organic, and there is no more cruel punishment for believers in the God of All Machines. The followers of Slaanesh were indeed unique in their ability to torture people.

Then, I saw the four-armed beautiful snake covering her face with her hands, and the long snake tail rolled up a body that had been tortured to an inhuman shape, but was still alive, and carefully placed it in front of Russell.

Her movements were gentle and restrained, and a pair of seductive eyes quietly observed Russell's expression from between her fingers, and she looked uneasy like a shy girl who handed out a love token to her lover for the first time.

"Honey, this is my gift to you, do you like it?" The four-armed beauty snake asked softly.

I want to hack you to death...... Russell took a deep breath of the blood-smelling air, tried to calm his mind, and asked, "Before I answer you, may I ask you a question—who are you?" ”

"Hey......?" The four-armed beauty snake let go of the hands covering her face and showed a confused expression: "Have you forgotten me?" ”

"Forget it, I don't care who you are." Russell said, using his psionic energy to ignite the Huntress Blade in his hand: "I'm looking for Forgrim, do you know where he is?" ”

However, the other party didn't seem to listen to what he said at all, her four palms covered her face together, and she actually cried aggrievedly: "How can you forget me? I love you so much, how can you care about others in front of me? ”

Well, this female snake is not Vogram, he shouldn't have fallen female.

There shouldn't be ...... Right?

(End of chapter)