The sudden appearance of the Whisperers made it impossible for the greenskins outside the door to be rectified.

They were surprised that Lucas's idea really worked, and they were taken aback by the crazy reaction of the bad can.

What's going on?

Don't you just want us to build a city for these bad cans, as for the anger like this? Don't you believe in the craftsmanship of our great masters?

Well, although the works of the big techindy are very top-notch, and sometimes they are indeed quite terrible, but these bad cans don't even have the courage to bear this little flaw, no wonder they were chased everywhere before, Goldbeard silently thought.

Thirty Bearers emerged from the temple, surrounded by thousands of cultists.

The leader was covered in sharp horns and tentacles, his arms were covered in sarcomas, white bone spurs protruding from them, and his helmet emitted white smoke as he spoke, as if even his internal organs were burning with rage.

The Space Marine's body had become one with the demon, indistinguishable from each other.

He is an enchanted warrior, the blessed son, the ideal form of humanity in the eyes of the Bearers, and possesses a power far greater than that of ordinary space marines.

And the demon that possesses his body will also gain a stable anchor in the real world, and will no longer be weakened by the rules of physics, and the relationship between the two parties is considered a reciprocal relationship.

Reciprocity, but not equality.

Only the blessed sons who first accompanied Loga on the pilgrimage to the Eye of Fear were able to be on an equal footing with the demons in their bodies, but those warriors were slaughtered during the Great Rebellion, and those who came after them were often restrained by the demons, or even completely controlled by them.

"These chaos-believing guys can really toss all kinds of freaks."

Looking at the image coming from the ground, Lucas in the bridge couldn't help but widen his eyes.

Even when he wasn't there, he could feel the evil power emanating from the bearer.

If he could smell the smell of the other person, it would be a particularly disgusting smell.

The enchanted warrior slowly came to the front of the battle with dull steps.

"Foolish and ignorant beasts, you will be destroyed by what you have just said, your flesh will die a miserable death after suffering a lot, and your souls will be fed to the darkest beings in the subspace, you"

His mouth was still steaming when he spoke, as if the engine would be overloaded by the heat at any moment, and there was an unimaginable rage in his voice.

"Okay, don't put this blind beep aside, hurry up and copy the guy and get started, I can't wait!" The golden-bearded man was not interested in listening to the other party's continued speech, and directly greeted the boys around him, "Knock them down for me!" ”

“waaagh！！！”

The greenskinned army immediately swarmed up and charged towards the Chaos cultists in the temple.

"For the sake of the dark gods, kill these beasts!"

The enchanted warrior who had been interrupted added to his anger and roared loudly.

The cultists are armed with all sorts of tainted weapons to avenge the humiliation they have just suffered.

The creatures of the Old Saints and the twisted creations of Chaos fought together, and the most brutal forces collided, causing stumps and severed arms to fly in all directions.

The vicious curse was mixed with all kinds of roars and invective, and it was better than the sound of gunfire.

Death and blood burst forth in extreme violence, and the ground was dyed bright red.

Goldbeard was naturally facing the blessed son.

It wielded its powerful power claws like a thunderbolt, and the cold Hyperalloy drew a terrifying arc of electricity in the air, followed by a dull crashing sound.

The enchanted warrior used his twisted crab arm to resist the onslaught of the orc warlord, the turbid power of the subspace vibrating within him, and the demon roared to express its desire to kill.

The fierce confrontation between the two powerful warriors was like a small storm, and the ten meters around them became a forbidden area of death, and any target who was accidentally caught in it would be torn to shreds in an instant.

"I will not allow you to insult this temple, stupid greenskin, I am blessed by the dark gods, I am their servant and blade, and you are nothing to mention in the face of their power."

The Enchanted Warrior dodged the oncoming plasma cannon on his side, then took a big step forward, trying to stab his claws into Goldbeard's abdomen.

The evil energy attached to the twisted limb was enough to tear apart any individual armor with the ease of tearing through paper.

"I'm going to do this, what can you do with me, bad canned! I'm a general who messes with Second Brother Mao, and I'm guided by smart boys, and they'll teach me how to kick your ass hard! ”

The orc warlord successfully blocked the Whisperer's attack with his power claws, and then directly slammed his burly body into the opponent, unleashing a super invincible iron mountain back.

The thick body like a city wall smashed into the body of the enchanted warrior, knocking him more than ten meters away.

Although the Enchanted Warrior blocked with his arm in time, most of the damage was negated, but the cuirass he was wearing was crushed in the powerful impact, and several ribs were broken off under it.

Then, a mouthful of blood gushed out of the enchanted warrior's throat and poured onto the ground.

The cursed blood was so filthy and muddy, it stenched like an unimaginable.

The power of darkness had penetrated deep into the marrow of the Bearer, but it still failed to help him overcome the powerful enemy in front of him.

"You can't do it, bad canned, it looks quite bluffing, but it turns out to be a showcase."

Goldbeard slowly approached the blessed son, the power claws in his hands opening and closing, and the shadow of death had already descended on his opponent.

Seeing that the situation was not good, one of the Whisperers tried to rescue his companion, but was struck through the chest by a sudden plasma cannon from the Greenskin Warlord, and his body immediately fell to the ground.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the enchanted warrior once again launched an attack and fought back, and his arms full of dark power popped out like poisonous snakes, straight to the face of the orc warlord.

It turned out to be a little bit worse.

The crab-like arm of the enchanted warrior was about to touch Goldbeard's head, and the subspace poisonous blade was so eager to tear the target in front of it to shreds, but it was caught by the powerful power claw, unable to move.

Then, the orc warlord used all his brute force to break that arm.

The battered enchanted warrior is like a tiger with its fangs pulled out, and there is no longer any deterrent to speak of.

And Goldbeard didn't plan to talk to him about his feelings, and then used his power claw to give him a black tiger heart.

"The barbarian gods you worship are just imaginary images, and the mortals who guide you are full of lies, and you are nothing more than their plaything, but sadly you don't know it."

The enchanted warrior was held high by the Golden Beard, gasping for breath in his mouth, his life like a candle in the wind.

"Really?" Goldbeard smiled and said, "Since you are so capable of tearing, then why is it we who win in the end?" ”

The greenskin warlord pointed around, the boys had completely wiped out the enemy, and there were so many of them that they could completely drown the cultists in the temple.

Aside from the enchanted warrior himself, there were no destructive minions left in the entire temple.

"That doesn't mean you'll have the last laugh, orcs, no one can beat the dark gods, and there's only a dead end ahead of you." The Enchanted Warrior threatened.

"You're a hard-mouthed, bad can, open the gods, shut up the gods. Don't you realize that your gods are losing this war? Goldbeard reminded again.

After the enemies in the temple were completely defeated, the boys and the farts took action one after another.

They toppled the statues of the Chaos Champions and laughed at the moment of destruction, who had performed unimaginable feats and were revered by those who came after their ascension to the gods.

And the body of the god and the demon is used by them to make a game, two waves of boys each carry one against each other, and the victory of the game will belong to the relatively intact side after the collision.

The totem symbolizing the dark gods has been torn apart, and the iconic Chaos Eight-Pointed Star symbol has been painted with abstract graffiti.

All these sacred things that the Wai Sayers had carefully worshiped in the past were finally turned into materials and turned into the shape of the second brother of Mao, and the two barbarian gods became the new masters of this temple.

The green aliens are reveling, and savage is raging.

Their legends, epics, and beliefs are being ravaged.

The Speaker's eyes widened, deeply shocked by the brutality of what had happened.

He struggled, screaming, trying to stop the monsters in front of him, helplessly praying to the god he believed in.

However, that doesn't change anything.

Boundless darkness swept in, and the destined death came as scheduled.

Before he completely lost consciousness, there was only one sentence left in the mind of the unwilling blessed son.

"What a blasphemy"

(End of chapter)