Chapter 255: Pulling Lao Ji’s wool a little bit
Boom——
The blood shadow on the throne suddenly erupted, and several blood whips were struck hard.
The whip carrying the wrath of the Blood God left deep scars on Kabanha's body that were visible to the bones.
The violent energy contained in it continues to tear open the wound, giving the whipped person extreme torture.
The Khorne demons in the hall looked at this scene and their bodies trembled in fear.
The whipping of the Blood God is an extremely terrible punishment for the big demons. The victims all wailed and even begged for mercy.
However, the tall figure in the hall endured the whipping, holding his head high and keeping his chest high, without saying a word.
"Honor the Blood God, this is the real warrior!"
The great demons of Khorne couldn't help but admire Ka'banha as he resisted the whipping.
In fact, Kabanha was also very scared when the blood whip came.
After all, the legendary whipping of the Blood God is extremely terrifying, and all the demons who have endured it are in pain and want to live.
It was an unbearable nightmare.
Huh? ? ?
But when the blood whip hit his body, Kabanha found that it didn't seem so scary.
Even if the force is increased, he can still bear it.
"Compared to the pain caused by the cursed energy, whipping is still a little worse..."
Kabanha thought silently in his heart as he endured the unbearable pain.
The great Kabanja has even withstood the burning of the sacred sun, yet he is still afraid of this small flogging?
Now, except for the cursed one and the despicable Demon Eater, he is not afraid of anyone, not even the Blood God on the throne!
Kabanha gritted his teeth and tried not to make any sound, let alone howling like those cowardly demons at this time.
He...the chief demon Kabanha will never give in!
Kabanha lowered his head slightly to prevent others from seeing his face twisted in pain.
He took a deep breath and said in a loud voice:
"Great Blood God, I suffered a sneak attack from the despicable and cunning Demon Eater and failed to achieve better results. I am willing to accept the punishment. ! ”
After saying that, he silently endured the whipping.
Kabanha received a full 88 blows from the bloody whip full of killing power, and his body was covered with lacerated wounds.
"Is this the end?"
With only half his life left, he felt his body loosen up, but this was not enough to show his bravery!
He could feel that even 88 more blood whips would not kill him.
This... is far from the limit of his chief demon Kabanha!
I saw Kabanha suddenly raised his head and looked directly at the Blood God:
"Great Blood God, I have fully accepted the punishment you have given me, and I beg you to give me 88 more blood whips. , let me remember this defeat.
It is not only a punishment, but also a spur. I swear to you that one day, I will cut off the Demon Eater’s head and offer it to the skull throne!”
When he said this, his heart twitched involuntarily, and he silently prayed that he would not encounter the Demon Eater again.
As soon as these words came out, the demons were in an uproar, and even the blood shadow on the throne shook slightly.
? ? ?
The great demons of Khorne couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. Is there still such a request?
The 88 blood whips are already terrifying. A demon with little ability to withstand it will even be beaten to death on the spot.
If it happens again, even the Chief Demon will not be able to bear it, right?
Moreover, this was the first time they had heard of such a thing, actively requesting punishment from the Blood God.
But I have to say that Kabanha has no other advantages, except that he is tough-headed and can resist beatings.
What the demons didn't know was that, having been ravaged by the energy of the cursed, his ability to withstand had become stronger.
"Kabanha, remember your oath!"
Khorne was silent for a while and finally spoke. He gently raised his hand and gave 88 more blood whips.
This chief demon really impressed him.
Khorne even had a slight concern whether the next flogging would directly kill Kabanha.
But He still showed respect to the Chief Demon and gave him a flogging.
Kabanha stiffened his demonic body and continued to be tortured.
The energy caused by the 88 whippings set off bloody flames in the hall.
The violent fluctuations that are enough to tear apart the mountain peaks can be felt even outside the Brass Fortress.
In the hall, Anglas stared at Kabanha who continued to be tortured, and was impressed by the fearless courage of the chief demon.
He originally thought that Kabanha exaggerated the power of the Demon Eater.
However, this is not the case. Cabanha not only did not exaggerate, but also had reservations.
The strength of the Demon Eater is far more terrifying than the demons imagined.
The two Khorne demons who accompanied Kabanha on the expedition were not much weaker than him in strength.
However, they were all burned to death by the energy of the cursed.
That means that the big demons present, including himself, may not survive such an attack.
But Kabanha survived!
In fact, the demons believed that the punishment given by the Blood God was severe enough.
The failure of this war was not Kabanha's responsibility.
After all, Kabanha is facing the Demon Eater, or to be more precise, he is facing the Cursed!
The demons are well aware of the terrifying power of the cursed.
Khorne understands this well, after all, he has witnessed the horrors of that cunning and changeable man.
That’s why He did not impose a more severe punishment on Kabanha.
Kabanha received the whipping, but his momentum became more and more impressive.
He was defeated and punished, but these are symbols of glory!
After all, Kabanha is the only person in the galaxy who has endured the energy of the cursed and still survived.
The other is the Blood God’s mortal enemy—the Lord of Change!
Moreover, he suffered the burning of the cursed energy not once, but twice.
Although defeated, it is still glorious.
Win!
What's more, according to the latest news, there is also a big demon from the Lord of Changes who has gone to Macragge.
I want to take the opportunity to make a sneak attack.
But the big demon escaped without a fight after his eyes were burned by the energy ball of the cursed person.
In comparison, Kabanha not only withstood the attack of the cursed person's energy, but also died heroically.
Win in win!
After 88 blood whips, the Blood God asked the dying chief demon to go back to recover from his injuries.
Although Kabanha was seriously injured, his momentum remained intact and he turned around to look down upon the demons.
He went crazy!
At this moment, the chief demon looked like he was trying to outsell everyone.
Kabanha forced himself to walk out of the hall, and the demons retreated to make way.
Under the awed eyes of the demons, he slowly walked out of the hall.
His huge figure, like an unyielding warrior, is deeply imprinted in the hearts of everyone who watches.
After the Battle of Macragge, the Demon Eater became a feared presence in the warp.
And the only powerful demon with whom he fought many bloody battles, Kabanha, also left a great reputation.
In the brass hall, the blood shadow was silent.
The return of the original body, the increasingly powerful favorites of the damned, and their appearance have brought new changes to the situation in the subspace and the galaxy.
They have influenced the spread of killings and must be executed.
Plans are already underway to deal with the Primarch.
Even more troublesome is the Demon Eater, whose essence is under the protection of the Cursed.
Only by finding his true form in the real universe can he be eliminated.
He has decided that when traces of the Demon Eater are found, he will give Kabanha more powerful power and order him to deal with it.
As the Blood God, his patience has limits.
That would be Kabanha's last chance.
He was even ready to take action himself, even if it required paying a huge price.
……
Macragge.
Chapter Master Sanctuary.
Robert Guilliman sat heavily back on the throne.
A moment ago, he dismissed all his attendants and advisors, and even the Ultramarines were ordered to wait outside.
Finally, after a sigh of relief.
The primarch removed his mask of perseverance, revealing a hint of sadness and pain.
Not long ago, he talked one by one with the Living Saint, the Great Sage, Evelan and others, as well as the commanders of the Ultramarines.
During this period, Guilliman used every ounce of the politician's affinity and cunning to create a friendly atmosphere and coax the other party into revealing more information.
At the same time, he perfectly concealed his emotional fluctuations caused by those words.
Although he remained calm, every reply was like a cannonball hitting his chest.
The current state of the Imperium shocked the Primarch.
Confusion and fear made him unable to breathe, and grief and pain made him unable to control himself. On the throne, Guilliman covered his face and groaned. The Armor of Destiny made an unbearable buzz due to this action.
Ten thousand years have passed.
But in his feeling, he just slept for a while and woke up the next day.
Then the empire fell.
“Look at what they have become, we are the same, blind faith, ignorance, depravity.
All of this, in the name of a god, prevails..."
Guilliman let out a long sigh: "What's even more ironic is that the 'god' hates this title!"
Guilliman stood up from the throne and walked around the sanctuary.
His eyes swept over the collection in the sanctuary.
On the walls, battle flags hang, each as high as an Imperial Knight, and the illustrious achievements of the Ultramarines are depicted on the carefully woven cloth.
Kill aliens, execute heretics, save the world, and destroy the planet.
The image depicted on the banner shows the past glory of the Chapter, with the Imperial Sky Eagle and heraldry clearly visible on it.
Guilliman looked at the other wall and saw something very familiar.
What is enshrined in front of him is the "Sacred Code of Astartes" that he wrote personally and is still in use today.
Then he fell into a deep silence.
The Primarch felt that he had done something extremely foolish and was ashamed of it.
Why not burn it?
After hesitating, he still didn't do it.
The Primarch continued walking forward, until he reached the end of the sanctuary.
There, he saw a hanging icon, in which was a being shrouded in halo and sitting on the throne - the Emperor.
“We have failed, Father!”
Guilliman's words were full of exhaustion and sorrow: "You have failed your sons, and we have failed you.
Our arrogance and vanity have created today's empire, and we have failed mankind...< br>
Didn’t Horus declare that you intended to ascend to the gods and use this as an excuse to launch a rebellion?
And wouldn’t the current fall of the empire lead to his ridicule?”
Infuriation welled up in the Primarch's heart, and for a moment he wanted to smash all this ridiculous stuff.
But he couldn't and didn't dare.
Otherwise, the unfamiliar faces in the battle group will see through his disguise.
Guilliman painfully realized that he had become the last flag of the Empire, and that mankind had entered a dark and desperate era.
The only thing he can do is to always show his indestructible power and give the power of the human heart.
Let humanity be inspired again.
The Primarch stared through the stained glass windows at the war-torn Fortress of Hera, where engineering teams were busy repairing the damage caused by the war.
The Ultramarines proudly stand on the city walls.
They are children of this dark age, with nothing but hardship, suffering, and endless war in their lives.
Despite this, they still fought unyieldingly.
Looking at these children, Guilliman murmured: "Hope still exists..."
He had witnessed the endless potential of human beings, and now he learned that even more powerful warriors had been developed in the Great Sage's research institute.
All this convinced him that there was still hope for the empire to rise from the ashes.
"All this suffering should not be the fate of mankind. Humanity has done nothing wrong."
Guilliman's tone was full of anger: "The culprits are those descendants of Chaos and those who have betrayed Traitors of mankind, they should bear the wrath of mankind!"
He locked all the sadness and despair deep in his heart, and a new emotion quietly grew, that was - righteous fury!
A powerful weapon.
The Primarch strengthened his faith.
He will launch a vengeance until every enemy of his empire pays for their sins!
This is not an easy task, he needs more helpers.
Soon, Guilliman summoned the Great Sage, Saint Celestine and others, and pulled them into his revenge team.
He thought again of the Demon Eater, the being who could use mysterious energy.
Although the Living Saint claims that it is the sacred power that belongs to his father.
But Guilliman was doubtful, and he could not yet accept that his father would be a real god.
How ridiculous that would be.
Guilliman had some doubts as to whether the Demon Eater was his father's other sons, the two lost Primarchs.
He thought for a moment and gave up the idea.
Because he did not feel the breath of the original body on the other party.
Guilliman found Calgar and issued new orders for the Ultramarines to search for traces of the Demon Eater.
At the same time, he learned from Calgar that the Demon Eater's army took advantage of the chaos and stole a lot of things.
Including precious weapons in the Sword Hall.
Guilliman was not too angry about this.
Although the Demon Eater's actions are somewhat heretical, they can be corrected.
Just like a rebellious child, if you give him a good beating, he will always return to the right path.
The original body has decided that after finding traces of the Demon Eater, he will personally 'capture' him...
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Within the network channel.
A sneeze!
Ron sneezed several times in a row: "Who is thinking about me? It can't be an enemy, right?"
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but shudder.
The great savior is a little panicked.
Theoretically speaking, there should be quite a lot of people who care about him.
Not long ago, he sent a "nuclear bomb" to the Chaos Space Marines and Khorne Daemons in Macragge.
It was great, but I got into trouble with two big guys in the galaxy - Khorne, the Chaos God, and Abaddon the Despoiler.
Now, he does not have the large sacred ashes bullet in his hand and is in a relatively weak stage.
If someone comes to your door, you will be in trouble immediately.
In fact, Khorne is okay, that guy can't easily appear in the real universe, and those demons also need rituals to come.
At least it can be prevented and controlled, and just pay attention to cleaning up the erosion of chaos.
But Abaddon is in the real universe and has hundreds of thousands of Chaos Space Marines in his hands.
The Goli Star District can be pushed aside easily.
Of course, he went out wearing a vest this time, and he was hiding in the dark side of the empire, so it shouldn't be that easy to find.
But this doesn't mean that he is safe.
Ron could feel that with Guilliman's resurgence, the subspace had become a mess.
The Great Rift began to expand, and the real universe was further torn apart.
That means that there will be more wars in the future, and the attacks of aliens and heretics will become more fierce.
Countless worlds will fall in darkness, unable to wait for the arrival of light.
This time out, Ron saw the differences between the star regions.
Those large war weapons, such as Titans, Dreadnoughts, Terminator Armor, Melta Weapons, etc.
It made him drool.
The current strength of the Goli Star District is still too weak.
If the territory faces the crisis that Ultramar encountered this time, it will be destroyed in an instant.
Even if he has the Holy Ashes Bomb, it will be useless because the enemy attacks all the planets at the same time.
He couldn't solve it at all.
When those planets are destroyed one by one, the humans on the planets are corroded or die, and can no longer provide new power of faith.
Then this is the end of his role as the savior.
Therefore, Ron must develop the sector, cultivate more powerful warriors, and create more war weapons.
Only then can you have the power to protect yourself!
Unfortunately, the territory currently lacks the technology for high-end war weapons and equipment.
Fortunately, this battle of Macragge was not without gains.
Ron asked the heavily armed chicken thieves and the greenskins to pick up a few things.
For the sake of Lao Ji, I spent a lot of money and gathered a little bit of wool. Lao Ji shouldn’t blame me, right?
Ron came to the heavily armored chicken thieves and the greenskins:
"One by one, hand over the loot quickly and see if there is anything good!"
(End of this chapter)