Chapter 3340: Goodbye, Old Enemy
"Your sword skills are still so endearing."
Just when Amnak was in a bitter fight, a voice suddenly floated from the distance. Amnak caught a glimpse of the visitor with his peripheral vision. It was unusually tall, with thin purple skin stretched on its perfectly lined muscles. , a perfect face that is neither male nor female, but with a red mouth and white teeth, pink, orange and sapphire robes fluttering in the wind, the air is filled with a thick scent of musk, bitter and sweet.
"Ah, Demon Disaster, it's so reassuring to see you still so alive and kicking."
"Of course, I have always loved the jealousy in your heart. When you betrayed and left, I was so sorry and asked the master many times to hunt you down."
After saying that, Demon Calamity raised his right arm and flicked it, and a gorgeous spear flew towards Amnak.
The sword swung away Teoti, and Amnak immediately retreated, but the war spear still grazed his right hand holding the sword, and the flame of pain instantly ignited his arm.
Before he could take a breath, he saw the figure of the dark dancer rushing towards him again. Amnak turned to avoid it, but his eyes were always locked on the demon disaster.
Even after the demon disaster, he saw five figures. They flowed out of the gravel like wax in the fire and formed into smooth muscles and multiple limbs. Strange-shaped swords sparkled on the slender arms.
"We're all here, old friends."
"Amnak, stop your ridiculous rebellion."
Demon Calamity raised his spear as if toasting.
"Otherwise we will have to bring your ashes to our Lord with our own hands."
Amnak didn't answer, his expression showed helplessness, and then he took a deep breath.
The soul-stirring weariness was wrapping his body and pouring into his heart along the air. Suddenly he whipped out his sword, and then his whole body turned into a silver light and rushed towards the demonic disaster.
Chief Slaanesh didn't panic. He raised the spear in his hand and swept out a stream of blue, pink and orange flames. At the same time, there was a strange shield on his other arm.
Amnak escaped the flames of desire, and countless crazy laughter came from the heat wave, enough to drive the most powerful Chaos Champion crazy, but he turned a deaf ear to it, and instead dived towards his opponent - not a demonic disaster, but It's the other demons behind it.
He has gained insight into some truth about this world.
Amnak crossed them and stared at one of them. The sword blade tore the satin and skin of one of them. The demon covered in gems screamed and twirled the knife in his hand, but nothing was struck.
In the blink of an eye, Amnak appeared behind them again. With a slight swing of his sword from left to right, he chopped off the head of the flickering figure.
He felt the sword tremble as it passed through tendons and spine, tearing them into pieces. Blood spurted out in an arc, especially bright red against the white sand.
As soon as the screaming head hit the ground, Amnak set his sights on the next target.
He swung his sword again and struck the opponent's hook blade, smoothly penetrating the flesh and bones of the demon with a snake-like head.
The world suddenly turned red, filled with roars and bursts of roars from between the fangs. In Amnak's eyes, only the blade of the sword was warmed by blood. He moved his body and cut the flesh.
The more he kills, the more demons there become. Massacre, massacre, until the wails of corpses and the dying filled the hole in his heart.
As soon as he turned around, he pierced a body with another sword, blood sprayed all over the ground, and a knife slashed at him. He lowered his head to avoid the blade that was burned white by the fire of desire, and tightly grasped the three-faced body with open fingers. Face and neck, snap effortlessly.
At this time, he saw Teoti's figure rushing toward him again. She crossed the slaughterhouse with a dazzling jump, showing him her scornful face and twisted figure.
Amnak did not fight her again, but turned and left.
The demon who had been watching him finally moved, pacing forward slowly, his lips moving, his eyes shining.
Amnak's movements slowed down strangely, and he allowed the blade to cut through his armor. He could feel the heat crawling all over his skin, hot, thick, sticky, and thousands of desires reverberating.
Teoti circled and coiled around him, while the demons cackled and chanted into the air.
"Ah...the beast wearing the cloak of civilization has revealed its true face."
The dead demon melted, becoming a carpet of flesh and blood, and a mouth grew.
"Amnak, my champion, does it really make you happy to be around that plaything?"
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"Unhappy, even terrible, but I like this style, understand? Yes, I, like, these things are without 'I', but now I do, so you actually already know why I do this Choice, all we do is deal with ourselves, we obey, depend on, and trust The existence of faith is illusory. Many times you give us a solid impression, but in fact, no matter whether it is the mortal world or the vast sea of souls, nothing is more easily destroyed and fleeting than you. You emerge from nothingness. Come, step into nothingness again, only oneself can endure forever.”
As soon as Amnak finished speaking, countless large mouths and mouthparts of different shapes suddenly opened on the ground, and they burst into discordant laughter.
At the same time, Demonic Disaster arched its back and jumped into the air. The spear in his hand shone like a meteor falling towards Amnak.
He could feel the heavy air pulling at his limbs as he tried to raise the sword. He seemed unable to parry the blow because he was moving too slowly.
But just as Demon Scourge's spear pierced him, a sword also pierced Demon Scourge's neck from behind, and Chief Slaanesh froze in place.
"The Great Enslaver created a spiritual channel and projected my consciousness into the subspace. This trick is really beyond the power of ordinary chaos forces. I almost fell for it, until I remembered something."
Teoti's sword edge fell, and Amnak swung his sword to meet her. The tip of the sword first touched her chin, and then pierced her head.
Before her body fell, Amnak pulled the blade from her face.
"You guys have no ego, so you can only capture my soul by shaking my ego. Shalish can't do it by force. Can she challenge Xu Cong's power? I think maybe not, so the only thing she can do is The only thing you can do is induce me to be defeated in a hard battle. It’s very simple. I just ignore you. No, just ignore you. Demonic Disaster, you can’t kill me.”
Hearing Amnak's words, countless mouths on the ground roared with rage, but Amnak just continued to attack, provoking a demon and letting it fall apart in mid-air, and then continued to rush to the next one, tearing it apart with a sword The obscene mask on the sheep-shaped skull caused blood and brains to fly everywhere.
Demon Calamity was shaking all over, coughing blood from his mouth, his fingers grasping the sword protruding from his throat, and pulling it out from the side of his neck.