While the Lion King and Fogham fought to the death, the war in the Klentarina system continued.

After the inverse entropy completed the delivery of the first batch of goods, it was decisively taken offline, and there were still many things that the Far East Star Domain needed to deal with. The government of Klentarina, with military assistance, finally had the capital to contend with the Eye of Fear, and the crushing decline of the Gravel Belt was stopped.

It is worth mentioning that the Governor of Banhardt took out a large number of Spirit slaves out of nowhere, and burned them to ashes through the chain reaction formula and used them as fuel to maintain the ship's onboard psionic repulsion field, which greatly alleviated the shortcomings of the warships produced by the giant dockyard lacking sanctification steps and lack of chaos resistance.

Looking at such a scene, Russell felt that his future supply of Zelo should be stable.

Benhardt Medius didn't say much, he did have a lot of special access to the Living Spirits. As for whether the exposure of this channel will attract the inquisition's water meter, it is another matter.

"Counting the time, the Lion King and Forgrim should have been fighting by now, right?" Russell thought to himself: "I don't know if the Baptist's armor can withstand the Ascending Demon Primordial Body......"

At least as far as his own wearing experience is concerned, the Zero Element Armament can't withstand the Realm Breaker's Material Decomposer, and it is also unknown whether the purification device inside the Baptist's armor can withstand the Demon Prince-level Chaos Pollution.

Russell's vision was so high that the miracle armor created by Grey Wind's combination of Spirit Bones, Space Dead Body Metal, and Human Federation Zero Element Technology was still mediocre in his opinion. There are even some worries that the Lion King will not be able to withstand the will of Slaanesh represented by Foggrim.

Russell supported his chin with one hand, sitting in the computing center of the Titan ship of the Kettle of Greed, and a large number of artificial neural cable pathways were densely growing around the seat under him, directly extracting psionic energy from his own body to maintain the operation of the psionic energy repulsion field covering the entire Kettle of Greed, and sort out the chaos.

Now Russell couldn't imagine that the life-and-death battle between the lion king and the noble purple phoenix in the boulder gave the dark angel and the engine prophet present what kind of shock.

"The Emperor is above! After withstanding such an attack, my father was unharmed......"

Deathwing Grand Mentor Valhalt used a blaster pistol to snap away the skull of the Slainace Demon in front of him, and out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the central hall of the monastery, and suddenly blurted out words of astonishment.

One second ago, he clearly saw the vicious magic sword in Forgrim's hand burrow into the weak gap of Ryan's armor like a slippery spirit snake, but the next second, the enraged Lion King choked Forgrim's sword-wielding arm with his injuries - and snapped!

"Quack ——!!!" Foggrim's groans of pain shook the slackers that were surging in the fog around him.

Regardless of the magic sword that pierced his body, Ryan broke one of Forgrim's four arms!

No...... The sword never pierced the body.

Ryan gasped and tossed his broken arm into his hand, then grasped the Slaanesh Sword that belonged to Forgrim, and picked up the platinum greatsword that had been with the Baptist with the other hand.

And at the waist and abdomen on the left side of his ribs, at the junction between the breastplate and the belly, the seam that had just been pierced by the magic sword was still as smooth as ever, and even the dark gold paint did not lose its paint.

"Materials science doesn't exist......" An engine prophet who had been urgently called in to help repair the Boulder Fortress stared blankly at the two clashing tall figures in the hall, the mechanical tentacles beneath his robes forgetting to move.

- The Dark Angel Warband's cooperation with the Order of the Mechanics is extremely limited, and there are very few precedents in the Boulder Fortress for Mekhanites such as the Engine Prophet.

Not only the oil guy, but also the Dark Angel warriors and Vogrim present, and even the Lion King Ryan himself were extremely shocked - he was fighting with Vogrim with the consciousness of exchanging injuries for injuries, even at the cost of piercing his own abdomen, breaking the opponent's arm.

Now the arm ...... It was broken, but the part of the sword on his body that was pierced by it didn't feel anything other than a slight paralysis.

Ryan held the two swords, a little stunned.

It was a powerful blow stabbed by the Demon Prince with the Slaanesh Demon Sword, and even the Adamantite Gold, which had the most stable elemental properties, the densest atomic structure, and the hardest texture, might not be able to withstand the blow blessed by the subspace evil law. However, the Baptist carried it for him, unharmed.

"It's not just the strength of the material itself that is amazing, this set of armor seems to have some kind of built-in effect that can purify chaos pollution." Ryan glanced at Fogram, who had only three arms left to distance himself.

He vaguely felt that the magical power that could purify chaos seemed to be related to his own will.

The stronger the wearer's will, the stronger the psionic power, and the higher the baptist's resistance to Chaos.

If the wearer of the Baptist is the unspeakable Lion of the Empire, it is enough to go head-to-head with Slaanesh's Ascension without a trace of filth, and the absolutely smooth surface of the armor is always as clean as new.

Ryan guessed right.

"Damn the bulletin......" Fogham gritted his teeth in resentment, clutching his severed arm that had been broken by Ryan.

Ryan had just woken up after 10,000 years, and he didn't know what had happened in the galaxy in the past 10,000 years, especially about the "Order of Truth", a rising force in the Far Eastern Star Domain.

But Fogrem knew.

It knew that under the leadership of the Emperor Sage Alexei Reyput, the Extreme Star Field had launched the Sacred Terra Expedition; It knew that one of the clones of its heir, Fabius Bair, had died at the hands of the 6th Expeditionary Fleet; It also knew that the existence of the Bullet Star had brought a huge amount of military aid and all kinds of incredible technology to the human race.

The most important of these is the desecrated device called the "Pure Spirit Field".

Soul Purification Field, Psionic Repulsion Field, Throne Light, Chaos Death Realm...... These are its names. After encountering the passing expeditionary fleets, the human star regions scattered throughout the Extreme Star Domain have given different names to the purification devices installed in the expeditionary forces, and the common focus of these names is to emphasize the purification effect of the devices on Chaos.

It is said to be purification, but the principle of eliminating chaos and corruption in the field created by the device is not so much purification as "combing".

Because whether it is the gift of the emperor, the pollution of the evil gods, or the surging aetheric turbulence in the subspace, they are essentially emotions and energy from the depths of the soul of intelligent beings, and they are different manifestations of biological spiritual energy.

Driven by the consumption of psionic dust, the technological creations of humans are able to smooth out the chaotic evil energy that contains the malice of the gods, turning it into ordinary supple etheric energy that loses its threat and achieves a certain degree of purification.

Wherever the mighty expeditionary fleet passed, the originally turbulent waves of subspace would be temporarily subsided.

In a sense, the Soul Purification Field did the same thing as the Ancient Saints who maintained the stability of the Sea of Souls in ancient times, but on a much smaller scale. You can only purify yourself, but you can't help the world.

It was precisely because of the existence of the Pure Spirit Field that Forgrim was deflated at the hands of the Lion King.

"His armor also has a soul purification field built into it, driven by his subspace nature...... Damn, my poison doesn't work on this turtle shell. ”

Vogrim's snake tail swayed, wandering through the purple mist at the edge of the hall, looking for another opportunity to attack, and it was very angry at the moment, and a pair of vertical pupils overflowed with anger.

Whenever the lion king changes his armor to fight with it, he will only have a crushing defeat. Even the highest-level Terminator that a human can come up with will be easily pierced by an attack containing the poison of Slaane.

Not only the strength of the armor material itself, but also the shaking of the spirit by the Chaos Whisper, the corrosion from the subspace will directly cause the weapons in the hands of the warriors to decay and the armor on their bodies to become fragile. But...... In the case of Ryan, this situation does not exist.

The Zero-Elemental Armament's defensive performance is unrivaled that it is almost impossible to injure even an atom from a conventional physical attack. Combing the chaotic soul purification field also prevents the corruption of the Baptizer Mecha by subspace pollution. Its only weakness is the wearer's own mental toughness.

But now it's Ryan who wears this armor, the unspeakably loyal Ryan.

For Lion King Ryan, loyalty itself is the greatest reward.

"Damn the Bulletin......" Fogrem gritted his teeth, scolding the man who had created the tortoise shell.

With a roar, it burst out of the purple mist, and once again pounced on Ryan, who was wearing dark gold armor, with the magic sword in his hand.

"Are you finally willing to come out......" Ryan roared, sword in both hands, and met him.

As the battle progressed, Ryan's body functions that had been weakened by slumber gradually woke up, and after the gold and iron strikes again and again, he gradually realized the strength of the armor on his body and the strength of his combat power.

At the beginning, Ryan was still a little jealous of the poison carried by the magic sword in Forgrim's hand, and there was always room for change of tactics and defense between offensive and defensive postures, and he did not dare to attack with all his strength. But since Fogham's blow failed, and even the cracks in the Zero Elemental Armament could not penetrate, he finally let go of his hands and feet with peace of mind.

Ryan's attack suddenly became ferocious, opening and closing, slamming and rushing, like a resurrected lion roaring and pounced on its prey without hesitation, showing the unparalleled power of the king.

There is a way to defend for better offense.

Missing an arm, Fogham could only keep defending and parrying with difficulty. Suddenly, the tide of battle was reversed, and the balance of victory tipped in favor of the Human Empire.

"Is that so......?"

With another demon of lust tragically dying under the Dark Angel's spear, with a terrible scream, Fogham was once again forced by the giant sword in Ryan's hand and had to retreat quickly, very embarrassed.

But in addition to the embarrassment, a sinister smile appeared on its face: "Ryan, have you finally found out?" ”

The lion king was silent, and his face in the helmet was a little ugly.

He did feel it. The longer he struggled with Fogham, the more the pink-purple mist that symbolized the power of Slaanesh grew in the Monastery, enveloping almost every corridor, every facility being corrupted by the Prince of Pleasure, and slaanesh crawling out of every corner.

The Chaos Power drags the entire monolith into subspace......

"I may not be able to defeat you in a tortoise shell, but you've lost, Ryan."

Vogrim licked the purple blood oozing from his severed arm with his forked tongue, and said with a smile, "Your armor can only purify yourself, not others...... Throw yourself into the arms of joy, Ryan, and we brothers have a long time to communicate with each other in depth, in every sense ......"

(End of chapter)