One Red Pirate after another died in a miserable state.

Kiliman's body is very large, muscular, but astonishingly agile.

Weapons attached to the Fist of Domination will always blast the heads of every enemy with precision.

The Fist of Domination can always be swung at a tricky angle, causing enemies to be smashed along with weapons and armor.

Nothing can resist the wrathful primordials.

What's more, the original body is also surrounded by the Glory Guard composed of the elite of the five hundred worlds of Otlama, as well as the two Death Army giants Evelene and Thousand Faces.

The speed at which Kiliman approached Carlos depended on how fast he was advancing, and neither the Chaos Egg nor anything else could stop Kiliman for a second.

Even while fighting, Killiman was able to place Celestine and Greyfax on his side's most disadvantaged battlefields.

Carlos gradually shielded more and more allies in front of him, moving farther and farther away from Kiliman.

The mortals corrupted by Carlos chanted incantations as they fought, and a small-scale ritual was taking shape within the Glory of Macurag.

"Carlos!" Killiman smashed the heads of the three Red Pirate Terminators at the same time, and roared angrily at the Lord of Change.

The roar even shattered the courage of some of the weak-willed, and a handful of Space Marines and a large number of mortals began to flee, trying to get as far away from the original as possible.

There was only one step left in the gang jumping battle to clean up Kiliman, but the battle damage became more and more, and Huron, who was watching the battle inside the Blackstone Fortress of the New Badab, could not sit still, and Carlos used his people completely as bait.

"How many sacrifices will it take to take down Killiman!" Huron rose from his throne and yelled at his wizard.

The sound heard by the wizard reached Carlos' ears, and this was how it connected with Huron.

"We don't have to make any sacrifices." Carlos was still so contradictory, "These sacrifices are predictable and acceptable, what do you think we are dealing with?" That's a primordial body. ”

There was no need for Carlos's reminder, Huron also knew that he was dealing with the original body, but he didn't expect that the combat power of the original body would be so amazing, that although his own people were the main attackers, they were slaughtered as easily as Kiriman chopping melons and vegetables.

The central passage was less like a battlefield and more like an execution ground for the Red Pirate Warband.

"You can't deal with him and provoke him? If you had said that, I wouldn't have sent someone to die with you! Huron roared.

"The combat power of the primordial is surprisingly strong, but each primordial has weaknesses." Carlos began to wield the Staff of Tomorrow, using a vortex of spatial energy to converge and rotate around the Staff of Tomorrow, slowly spreading outward.

"In a contest of skill and force, no one can hold down Kiliman unless it is another primordial."

"But in the face of psionic energy, Killiman is as fragile as an egg."

Carlos continued to brew his spells.

Gradually, there were Ultramarines who stopped their bodies in the middle of the battle, covered their eyes and screamed and roared, and their souls were drained, but this was only the collateral damage of a subspace spell.

When Kiliman advanced a total of ninety-nine steps, he killed ninety-nine men...... He's here, in front of Carlos...... After these strange conditions were met, Carlos' brewing subspace spell was released.

The environment on this side of the central passage began to distort, the crystals "rushed" like the sea, and the originally boxy equipment or statues began to distort irregularly.

Eventually, the eight Tzeentch demons were summoned to the Maelstrom aboard the Glory of Maculag.

Counting Carlos Ben Demon, there are a total of nine Great Demons.

The Archdemons stood in the nine corners around Killiman, and their angles and orientations were all strict nines.

When Kiliman's Dominion suddenly went off fire and the amount of ammo remaining in his weapon was nine, he suddenly had a bad feeling.

Then a stream of psionic energy poured from each of the Great Demons towards Killiman, and the chains that transformed into entities bound Killiman's limbs and neck.

The chains were tightening, the armor of fate was rattling, and Kiliman couldn't even breathe.

"Why should you resist your essence? You weren't going to be so passive. Carlos approached Killiman on crutches, easily slashing through the swords of Everene and Senmie, and through the power swords swung in the rage of the Guard's plight at the plight of the Father of Genes.

Killiman tried to give Carlos a shot with the Controlling Hand, but the chains tightened when he pressed harder.

Physical suffering was nothing to mention the original body, but these chains would even burn Kiliman's heart and soul, causing him to feel pain like never before.

"Lay down your weapons, or I'll kill him." Carlos' voice reached the ears of everyone present.

It doesn't seem to look at anyone when it speaks, but it seems to look at anyone again.

The Honor Guard hesitated, and began to think of a series of options to help the Father of Genes out of his predicament.

Carlos tapped the ground lightly with the Staff of Tomorrow, the chains that bound Killiman tightened, and a moan of pain came from the armor of fate.

Hearing the moans of the Father of Genes, the children of the original body felt like knives in their hearts.

This simple act proved Carlos' ability to kill Kiliman in an instant, so the Ultramarines did not hesitate at all and threw their weapons on the ground.

Thousand Faces didn't care if Kiliman lived or died, and he wanted to continue fighting, but was stopped by Everene.

There was no way, and the two of them could only put down their weapons.

It's not just the Central Passage side that has laid down its arms, but also the Ultramarines on the other battlefields on the battleship and those on Killiman's side.

Celestine gathered his wings and stuck his sword in the ground.

Greyfax put down his crossbow and bayonet.

Just like all the Ultramarines.

They weren't on Kiliman's side, but they could see what was going on Kiliman's side, and the Celeste Ultramarines didn't want Kiliman to die.

"Why don't you just kill him?" Huron's voice reached Carlos' ears.

"Because I can't kill him, and I don't know why." Carlos lied first, and then told the truth, "Killing him directly will not satisfy my master, I will let Killiman suffer deep in the soul, and then he will succumb to the torture and fall...... That's what my master wants. ”

Huron was just saying that he knew that servants of the dark gods like Carlos liked to do inexplicable things, just as no one knew why the demon of dreads cut off his head instead of immediately going to the next battlefield after the battle......

At least Carlos did, and it caught Killiman.

Everyone takes what they need, and Huron will not and cannot interfere with what Carlos wants to do.

"Take them to New Badab and make a prison with your witchcraft." "Then leave the Glory of Macurag, the flagship is now mine." ”

(End of chapter)