"One thought of life and death, reigning in the world."

The blood and qi on Scarbrand's majestic body surged, and the bloodthirsty madman at this moment carried the will from the blood god's terror deity, and the raging flames of war in the countless fragmented worlds of the galaxy converged in the body of this fierce and vicious demon, making the blood axe in its hand extremely heavy at this moment.

Scarbrand lifted his heavy tomahawk high and slashed it down, the blood-wrapped tomahawk as slow as a fallen leaf and as fast as a speedless leap of light, with no room for dodge. The power of the Blood God was as powerful as a river of billions of stars, smashing down on Motarian's head and face.

At this moment, even the original body briefly felt a mood called despair:

"It's so strong...... A very strong blow, Scarbrand's blow is like a terror that has descended on the deity, so that the mighty power of the gods of the high heavens has attacked me......"

"How can I resist such an attack, such a force? How can I have the strength to resist? ”

The original body is an unattainable human demigod to ordinary people, but when faced with the wrath of the chaos god, Motarian, who is heavily armoured, seems so small that he is not qualified to struggle like an ant......

"Fuck, Motarian, what are you thinking? Where did your fighting spirit slip away? ”

Russell's voice suddenly sounded in the helmet, and Motarian was full of excitement, and the voice of the star player made him wake up from the incomparable power of the blood god, and the original body subconsciously clenched his hands and touched the hilt of the scythe.

"What are you afraid of? As a genetic prototype created by the Emperor, your power will never be under a demon, and you can't be under Scarbrand! ”

Motarian was in a slight trance and said softly: "However, my strength is indeed inferior to it, even with the blessing of the Scourge of Heresy armor, there is still no chance of victory against a great demon blessed by the God of Chaos himself......

Russell sneered: "Rieman Ruth was able to stab Horus, the war commander who was blessed by the four gods, why, you, who are also brothers, have to retreat in front of the terrible demons?" Do you think you are weaker than Riemann Ruth? ”

"No, it's not like that!" Motarian hurriedly retorted: "Ruth, before he set out to assassinate Horus, he went through the wolf trial of Fenris and awakened part of the subspace essence buried deep in his body, which is his capital against Horus, who has the blessing of death, and I ......"

"Ruth can awaken, but you can't?" Russell's voice was flat.

Motarian was momentarily speechless: "I ......"

Russell sneered again: "I know what you're worried about, your subspace essence has been devoured by your loving father when you ascended to become the demon prince of Nurgle, but how? My loving father has been killed by me, and your essence has returned, so why do you think you can't do what Riemann Ruth can do? Where are you worse than him? ”

Poor agitation, but very effective for Motarian, he gritted his teeth and retorted: "That being said, the most difficult thing in a person's life is to know oneself and recognize oneself, even if Ruth passed the difficult Fenris's wolf trial, it was only a part of the essence of the subspace. How could it be so easy for me to grasp the essence of subspace......"

"Stupid, since you can't control the essence of subspace, then let the essence of subspace control you." Russell said lightly.

"Ah, this—" Motarian froze.

As the two spoke, time seemed to slow down, and as the blood axe carrying the power of the gods drew closer and closer to his head, Motarian gripped the hilt of the Scythe of Death under Russell's cynicism.

"Whew......" Motarian breathed a long sigh of relief, and the fear caused by facing the gods of the subspace vanished at this moment.

"That's right." Russell laughed and said, "What about the God of Blood, damn! Cut Him with a knife! ”

With a snap of Russell's laugh, Mortarian's silent self awoke, an angel of death with six wings, his tall body wrapped in layers of white bandages, revealing the aura of decaying death, and the six wings behind him continued to wither and wither, like the leaves of a giant tree on the verge of death.

Pale King, Lord of Death.

Mortarian clenched the scythe in his hand and slashed at Scarbrand's unrivaled blood axe, shouting:

"I'm the primordial!"

The time that was slowed down also returned to normal at this moment, and the heavy blood axe and the sickle in the hands of the original body collided together, and broke out with an earth-shattering loud sound, this is the wrestling between the Lord of Death and the God of Blood, and the incomparable power made a hideous subspace crack open at the junction of these two weapons!

Scarbrand roared angrily, under the shock of the great force, the blood axe slashed again, the blessing of the blood god made this bloodthirsty madman tireless, its counterattack did not have any negative decline, this time the attack will only be stronger and stronger than the last time! More fucking horror!

Motarian was also not afraid at all, and the original body picked up the giant scythe, and in the name of the Lord of Death, he was determined to harvest the life of the chief demon under the Throne of Horror.

In the midst of a sonorous encounter, there was another round of iron and fire, the primordial body and the demon fought to the death on the top of the flesh giant tree, fighting, fighting to the death, this is the proxy war between the blood god and the bullet star, and it is also an important node that determines the future situation, and the endless swarm is still churning in the sea of flesh and blood. The huge shockwave centered on the Flesh Giant Tree, shaking the entire planet, and the two Supremes fought to the edge of the universe, and the laws of physics were wiped out!

"I'm the primordial! Slaughter all the enemies of humanity in the world! ”

"What about the original? The stars will eventually burn in the flames of war, and the endless world will be trampled under my feet! ”

Flesh and words, the battle between Scarbrand and Mortarian became more and more intense, under the impact of more and more ferocious shocks, even the flesh and blood giant trees under their feet could not be suppressedly trembling, the power of the agents of the two gods was so ferocious, it seemed that the universe was opening at the beginning of the day, and the primordial power was surging.

Surrounded by the endless sea of insects, a majestic and eight-armed hive tyrant quietly climbed the violently trembling giant tree of flesh and blood, came to the top of the villa, and quietly crawled to the bright red fruit that beat like a heart in the aftermath of the battle......

"Huh?"

"Look for death!"

Motarian and Scarbrand turned their heads at the same time, a pair of demonic eyes burning with raging rage, and a pair of transparent eyes with tears of death sorrow, staring at the hive tyrant who had crept up at some point.

In the next moment, the Blood Axe and the Giant Scythe slashed at the Hive Tyrant at the same time.

(End of chapter)