Chapter 301: Choice

As a broken partner, although the two did not deal with each other before, they did not completely tear their faces.

Marles's various tricks are so ingenious that Victor can't get hold of her, and there is no good reason to provoke infighting.

And now, the first and second leaders of the Dark Spirit Clan are finally openly opposed, and the situation has completely fallen into a situation of endless death.

In addition to this, Aurelian Mareth is also a dark chess piece placed by the Laughing God in the Dark Spirits.

Legend has it that when Mareth was banished by her ex-boyfriend and wandered aimlessly in the Internet tunnels, she was lucky enough to bump into the West Lego himself, and a game of some kind began between one man and one god.

The exact content of the game is unknown, but the end result is that Mareth wins, and the prize is a sword and a crystal heart.

Mareth decisively slashed her chest with her sword, replacing her original heart with a crystal heart given by the God of Laughter, and then began her own counterattack.

With the help of the power of the gods, it will be repaid after all, and it is obvious that this is the time for the laughing god to launch her.

The infighting that broke out between the dark spirits left them no time to care about other things, as long as these guys didn't harm others, it was a great merit.

On the other side, Killiman was in trouble.

The original body used the Emperor's Sword to capture Charahi's figure, and the sacred crimson flames drew arcs of light in the air as he swung them continuously.

The Demon Calamity was agile, carefully avoiding the dangerous flames, and the spear in his hand was like a sharp poisonous snake, and suddenly erupted into a deadly threat at the moment of attack.

Killiman swung his sword with his backhand, and the flames engulfed the attacking tentacles on the enemy's cloak, and the blade slammed into the barrel of the opponent's gun, and dazzling sparks burst out.

"You do have a lot of power, and you're a good prey, Robert Killiman." Charahi's expression was pleasant, and he slowly spoke, and the charming musk spread in all directions.

After a fierce fight, the most outstanding secret keeper of Slaanesh, the Great Demon, failed to get the slightest advantage from the other party.

"Prey?" Killiman pursed his lips and chuckled, "Arrogant lifeless, your greatest refuge, the ability to resurrect from the dead, will cease to exist in front of this sword, it has the power bestowed by the Human Emperor, and is capable of completely destroying you evil subspace creatures. ”

Killiman has seen more than once how fragile the hearts of these demons will become when the threat of death returns.

The will of mankind is more courageous and determined than theirs.

"Perhaps, my little mortal leader, but with its power alone, there is no way to protect what is dear."

Charahi danced gracefully and retreated several steps backwards in quick succession.

It gazed greedily at the exhausted Reaper Army behind the Primordial as if it were a bunch of delicious desserts. As long as it successfully breaks through the obstacles in front of it, it can be enjoyed to its heart's content.

"These words you say are the real weakness, don't run, let's make a few more moves."

Killiman rushed forward, firing at the opponent with the machine gun in the Ruler's hand.

Dozens of rounds of ammunition with divine energy erupted, and the Slaanesh Demon continued to dodge and move in a posture that did not conform to normal logic, and the evasive action looked so twisted and treacherous, but unexpectedly with a strange grace.

"Tell me your secret, Robert Killiman, what can I do to make you feel the most intense pain—to tear your hard-earned alliance to shreds, or to slaughter your most cherished heirs?"

Sharahi continued, her voice thick with malice.

"If you think you can do it, then just try it and don't act like you're being merciful."

Killiman was completely unmoved by these vicious words.

He had already developed an indomitable will of steel in countless battles against the enemies of Chaos.

"Or—to see his brother, who had managed to return, fall into depravity again?"

The secret keeper immediately burst out with a strange smile, which made people shudder and sweat coldly.

"Fogham?"

Killiman frowned suddenly, his mentality inevitably affected.

The guy had told him before that the Demon Primordial was still there, and only one of the two sides could be left alive.

Now must be the time for the demon to show its fangs.

Aware of the enemy's vicious intentions, Killiman's clenched hand of domination rattled continuously.

He didn't dare to let his guard down easily.

With just a split second of distraction, he would be killed by the Queen of the Hunt in front of him.

"What's the matter, aren't you going to go over and take a look?" Sharahi continued with a smile, "You've personally experienced the power of the Demon Primordial Body, which is far from being comparable to that inferior product - so you are giving up your brother's only salvation and choosing to protect the alien race behind you?" ”

The words of the Keeper of Secrets hit the nail on the head.

Once Killiman leaves here and allows the demons in front of him to run wild, the Eldar Alliance's main formation will be shattered in an instant, and the Goddess of Life will fall into the hands of Slaanesh, and all the efforts they have made so far will be in vain.

The Spirit Clan soldiers in the rear couldn't help but get nervous.

They knew very well that no matter how well humans and spirits got along, there would still be differences.

Whether to help others or to help one's own people is simply not a multiple-choice question.

Even they themselves will choose the latter as a matter of course.

Not to mention that the relationship between the two sides has only reached a barely strong level.

Killiman was not intimidated by the other party's words, but pointed the Emperor's Sword at the Secret Keeper, and said sharply: "Hugh is going to confuse me with these words, demon, he is Fogham, the purple phoenix, not some weak and incompetent. If he relinquishes his gains out of fear of your challenge, he may well refuse to participate in the operation. ”

"Trying to curry favor with a foreign race at the expense of your brother will definitely leave a glorious page in the history of the empire, anyway, that's how your Spring and Autumn brushwork is, isn't it?" Sharahi scoffed.

The Secret Keeper is convinced that that area is the weakness of the other party, and as long as he continues to give stimulation, he can make the other person lose his mind.

"Sacrifice? No, you're completely mistaken, demon, and Foggrim is going to be fine—because I'm going to kill you before anything happens! ”

No one can stand in the way of the will of the sons of vengeance.

Killiman gripped the Emperor's sword, and the flames grew stronger with his monstrous rage.

"Arrogant, stupid." Sharahi felt offended, the cards of the dignified Slaanese Demon Army were so despised by a mere mortal leader, "But now, even if you want to rescue, it's too late." ”

Just as the two were clashing, a new dark force appeared inside the net.

(End of chapter)