The Leviathan command vehicle continued to advance on the plains.

That was until the driver slowed down his speed for the safety of the original body, so that the giant war machine did not go to the front line quickly.

This was also instructed by Killman's Guard of Honor, because they knew what the character of the Father of Genes was.

But in this far from the front line, something is happening.

As the Leviathan command vehicle passed through a scorched earth, a thick white mist rose over the plain.

The entire terrain seems to have changed, with forests and plants appearing where there shouldn't have been trees.

Realizing something, Killiman put on the armor of fate, took up the Emperor's sword, and prepared to fight this fateful battle himself.

"Original, you shouldn't get out of the car." The tribune Cocken stepped forward to dissuade him.

Kiriman glanced at the gold-armored Forbidden Army and turned his head to look straight ahead.

"I'm going to take the lead, and rightfully so!"

He was so insistent.

Kirken looked at Killman's mighty Guard of Honor.

But the Honor Guard is ready to face the enemy alongside the Father of Genes.

There was really no way, and Kirken had no choice but to leave the Leviathan command vehicle with Killman.

The Forbidden Army, the Honor Guard, and the First Company of the Ultramarines, the elite of these elites followed the original body and guarded him.

There was nothing in the thick fog, but it could swallow everything, even the sound of gunfire and the roar of the Titans.

"My brother is a coward." Kiriman turned back to the crowd and said, then turned his head again and raised the Emperor's sword, "Motarian! ”

The roar of the primordial echoed through the thick fog.

"I am the loyal son of the Emperor, your brother! If you still have the slightest guts, then stand up to me! ”

"You coward who succumbed to the creatures of the subspace!"

Kiriman roared as he slashed at the trees around him.

As the flames of the Emperor's Sword burned through the supernatural plants, the fog lessened a little, and large swaths of plants were burned.

The psionics in the Leviathan command vehicle report back to Killiman what they have detected.

Demon.

A great deal of demons are approaching.

A moment later, in the thick fog, seventy-seven figures appeared.

It wasn't any ordinary demon, nor was it the plague warrior of Kiriman's traitorous brother.

The seventy-seven Neurgle Vanguard were made up of the fat Great Demon and the strong Demon Prince.

Kugas, Sepsis, Black Death...... These demons were not one of the seventy-seven Nurgle vanguards, they had been banished and were not coming back so soon.

But the Great Demon and Demon Prince of the Nurgle Vanguard were much more powerful than the unreliable Black Death and Sepsis.

"We're here to seek revenge, but it's not you." A demon prince stepped forward and said, "The man who dealt with you is behind. ”

"It's okay, I'm full of hatred for you!" Killiman raised the Emperor's sword and charged first.

The Praetorian Army and the Sisters of Silence, as well as the champions of Killiman followed.

The demon prince of Nurgle is not lying, there really is a follow-up team.

While Kiliman and his party were fighting against the Nurgle Vanguard, an army of demons composed of a large number of demons and seven demons who led the demon army appeared.

Killiman slashed at any enemy he saw with the Emperor's Sword, and his attack was furnishing.

Neither the Great Demon nor the Demon wanted to be completely obliterated by the Emperor's Sword, and they avoided the blade.

In the end, it was one of the demon princes of Nurgle's vanguard who intervened, blocking the Emperor's Sword and taking it straight to Kiliman's throat.

Killiman subconsciously blocked with his arm, but the expected blade full of venom did not slash down, and he found himself panning back ten meters.

The primordial looked forward, and saw that the Lord of Tyrone was standing where he was standing just now.

The Lord of Tyrone pinched the blade of the Demon Prince's stabbing sword, and held out his right hand to grab it by the throat as it was caught off guard.

Thunder and lightning rushed and fire rushed out, and the smell of burning spread.

The Demon Prince's body struggled a few times, turning into a mass of charcoal.

"If you want to avenge the plague pig cowering in the mansion, then come with me to fight on the Russian Guard." Qin Mo threw away the carbon block in his hand, got up and rushed to the satellite of Onela 1.

Seventy-six Demon Princes and the Great Demon glanced at each other and rushed to the satellite, but before they left, they took the Great Demon who had dealt with Kiriman with them as well, so that their team would still meet the number seventy-seven.

The six Great Demons who remained led the demon army to fight against Kiliman.

When the Emperor's Sword collided with a great demon's giant sword, the Great Demon looked at the burning flames and said eagerly: "I'm just here to make up the numbers, we have no hatred or grudges, you change the magic fight!" ”

Kiliman didn't care so much, he worked harder on his hands.

The flames on the Emperor's Sword are even stronger.

The flames even frightened the Great Demon who could wrestle with Kiriman into taking seven steps back.

The other demon was about to kill him, but when Killiman turned and pointed his sword at it, it immediately stopped and retreated.

These great demons who serve Nurgle dare to shout and fight for their father, even if they encounter bloodthirsty demons.

But the problem is that if the Bloodthirsty Demon crushes them to pieces, and is slain by the Emperor's Sword in Killman's hand, they will die forever like the mortals they have abused.

Demons are not afraid of exile, but they are afraid of death.

"Man, let's fight twice, don't play with your life." A great demon lowered his weapon and raised his hands, signaling that there was no need for Kiliman to be so aggressive.

These big demons are not here to shop, but they were forcibly brought over by a certain beloved son of the respected father to pave the way for the appearance of this beloved son, so that it seems that this beloved son is very pompous and forced.

However, Kiliman did not care about the great demons' pleas for mercy, and charged with the Emperor's Sword held high.

In Killiman's superhuman brain, the countless painful choices he has made, the ordeal of war suffered by the Otrama Sector, these flashes of light.

At this time, the original body had no less madness and rage than Angelon.

But where the original body is undetected, a demon prince uses psionic powers to probe everything that happens on the battlefield.

The Demon Prince, once a psyker who had been tortured and succumbed to the power of destruction when his home planet was attacked by Nurgle's minions, had retained the power of the Demon Prince when he was still a mortal, and even more powerful after receiving the gift of Nurgle's father.

When Kiriman slashed towards the Great Demon Slayer, and the Emperor's Sword slashed into the Great Demon's fat, rotting body, the Demon Prince realized that his opportunity had come.

In the midst of the burning Archdemon's body, in its miserable scream, the Demon Prince emerged from a rotting organ and slashed at the weak spot of Kiliman's armor.

It was a surprise blow.

Killiman could not have imagined that a demon prince could emerge from the rotten organs of the dying demon and give himself a sword.

Although the demon prince was then beheaded by Killman's sword, Killiman was also traumatized.

The Armor of Destiny and Superhuman Flesh are fending off invading viruses, but those viruses can serve as mediums for the forces of destruction as long as they are not destroyed.

Eventually, a figure appeared on the battlefield.

When the figure appeared, Killiman immediately looked over, roared in rage and charged at it, but when he did get close to the figure, his body seemed to be bound by something, and he couldn't move.

Moth-like insect wings spread out on the battlefield.

The figure's white pupils were fixed on Killiman, and what looked like a respirator on his face spewed a foul-smelling yellow mist from time to time.

Demon Primordial, Lord of Death...... Motarian has arrived.

"No one can help you this time, brother." Motarian let out a laugh.

Kiriman looked around.

The champion guards are entangled by the demon army.

The Forbidden Army led by Kirken and the Sisters of Silence are isolated from the distance by the Great Demon.

Killiman tried to move again, and found that he was still restrained, and the power that bound him was due to the wound caused by the Demon Prince.

Only then did the original realize that it had rushed too fast and too far.

Little did Motarian, however, know that there would be another person to stop him at this time.

(End of chapter)