Chapter 486 Destruction of the Army
They are a highly hierarchical army from hell, and their master has only one——
It is called both the God of War and the God of War. Known as the God of Slaughter, he is even called the God of Blood by his followers.
In the galaxy, there are countless believers who howl out its name when they kill.
Khorne!
It is the most brutal and destructive evil god among the four evil gods of chaos.
What it represents is uncontrollable aggression, mindless madness, and a sea of blood that floods the battlefield.
It has an unquenchable thirst for blood. Anyone who carries out killings with weapons in its name will be favored by it. Even its cruelty and anger will not change depending on the difference between enemy and friend.
It always watches every scene of massacre and atrocities with joy. It is said that when it hears the horn of war blowing in the chaotic wasteland, its heart will burst into even crazier anger.
When destruction and carnage are at their peak, Khorne's roars will even echo throughout the wasteland, and any creation that hears these roars will fall into eternal madness.
It is the most enthusiastic and war-instigating evil god among all the Chaos Gods, constantly spurring his followers and instigating them to launch sieges again and again on every planet, city, town, and village in the galaxy.
All races that worship Khorne have traditionally depicted him as a huge human god with blood-red skin, sitting high on a huge brass throne. Under the throne is a blood-stained A pedestal of splotched corpses and piles of skulls, either its trophies or from the killings committed by its followers in its name.
Legend has it that Khorne wore a pair of armor made of brass, carved with tumbling runes and faces deformed and screaming in pain, and a huge winged helmet. A brass helmet was placed on the head to cover the inhuman, snarling and twisted face.
For this reason, Khorne is also known as the Lord of Brass.
Whether it is an epee, a battle axe, or any other weapon with a giant blade, any weapon that can cause a surge of blood is its favorite.
This evil god believes in activism, and his followers believe that even if a warrior is not engaged in one war, he should always be prepared for another.
Although Khorne himself despises sorcery, he often performs miracles on his followers to teach them how to construct powerful weapons of war, of which the Daemon Engine Skulllord is the most famous. (Calgar, don’t come here ahhhh——)
Khorne’s followers include pirate raiders, madmen, and Chaos Space Marines, some of whom are just for the sake of letting the world bleed like rivers. Following his promise, he plundered and massacred across the galaxy day and night.
Sometimes, when a warrior is driven mad by the intensity of battle, his ears will ring with the whispers of Khorne, until finally, he will descend into utter madness and besmeared with the blood of the demons he slays. Covering the whole body as an oath of eternal loyalty to the Blood God.
But Khorne's true power lies not with these mortals, nor even with the renegade Space Marines.
As with every evil god's power, Khorne has his own realm, inhabited by the most bloodthirsty and warlike creatures of the Warp.
The power of Chaos has always been known for its disorder and chaos, but once the horn of war blows, those disorderly and murderous creatures will quickly turn into order under the powerful iron fist of Khorne. Army.
This also confirms the authority of Khorne - the God of War.
Those warp creations that were summoned were also called the Demon Army of Khorne.
What appeared in front of Soshyan and others was exactly such a terrifying army that should not appear in the physical universe.
As he watched in amazement, one military formation after another, the demon army of Khorne entered reality from the kingdom behind the mirror. The soldiers of the Blood God continued to appear, grow, and become a complete army - among which Most are demons such as vampires and hounds of Khorne, steel bulls, and bloodcrushers.
Soon, Soshyan could no longer count their number. This was an army of inanimate beings that invaded reality beyond the barriers of space, shouting blasphemy against the light of the Star Torch.
Following the military formation of low-level demons, those demon engines appeared, monsters that were unimaginable by mortal minds. They are the embodiment of mankind's oldest fears, the embodiment of the fury of war and bloody desire, and the monsters of destruction in mythology.
The entire starfort trembled as their giant tracked feet rolled over them.
The fire of hell is wrapped around their bodies, shrouded in thunder and black fire. These creations that are a combination of machinery and demons can even emit earth-shattering roars, just like ancient war horns.
The only good thing is that the demon engines appearing here are relatively low-level defilers and bloodslayers, and there are no high-level war machines such as skull masters or soul grinders.
With their roar, the demons swarmed up like a scarlet tide.
The army of lifeless people screamed and waved the long swords in their hands, like a group of wild beasts that had been freed from their long-term shackles, rushing towards the blood and death they had always longed for.
Blood donation to the blood god and head donation to the skull throne are by no means empty slogans.
Before the brain realized it, Soshyan's body had already taken steps.
He ran along the steps, pushing his body to the limit, holding the long sword tightly in his hand, turning into a ball of silver and red flames, and rushed towards the battlefield that belonged to him.
The enemy is outnumbered, but he has no way out and can only fight to the end.
All the astral knights who defended the front followed closely behind him, like silver cavalry, the weapons in their hands spit out sacred tongues of fire, and they raised the blades in their hands, intent on cutting open the flesh and blood of these subspace creations. .
But while Soshyan was running, there was an idea that kept echoing in his mind, spurring him and driving him towards hell.
Soul, destroy these dirty souls.
He didn't even realize that he had never moved so quickly and his faith had never been so firm.
His muscles seemed to have been strengthened at the genetic level, and this divine body had never responded so perfectly to the commands of his brain.
He wanted to roar, but his face had solidified into cold metal, and he couldn't make a sound. He could only freeze the expression at the moment when he roared.
The demons also roared crazily at Soshyan. Many of them were taller than the Astartes wearing the Terminator. These individuals were taller than ordinary demons. They are better developed, their heads are stretched sickeningly, their claws and limbs are longer, and they become more powerful by constantly fighting and winning within the clan.
The small demons formed small-scale war gangs around these big men. The overwhelming smell of blood filled the air, which actually made Soshiyang feel a little excited in the cold.
He was the first to collide with the demon army.
The moment he met the first vampire, he thrust the tip of his sword into the other's mouth, then quickly pulled out and turned the tip of the sword to cut the throat of another demon.
They have not been able to leave even a trace of scar on Soshyan's body, but their number is increasing, and demons are constantly being born from the flames, stepping into reality from the void.
"Although it is only a small army of demons, there are still too many! We must retreat!"
(End of this chapter)