Chapter 990 Demon Binding
Taros no longer paid attention to the Dimensional Claw, his sight was completely attracted by Surathion - the power of the ritual trembled in the air, and he could feel it sticking to his skin on, like a burning brand.
A bridge was forming between the physical world and the seething madness of the ether, and he knew full well what was coming next.
After a while, a flashing silver spear hit the shield of the enchanted dimensional claw, but it seemed to hit a solid wall and exploded instantly.
Huge energy washed over the battlefield, and pain tortured everyone's nerves: even when neurofeedback began to overload synaptic receptors, warning signals flashed in most people's vision.
"Who!!!"
Surasian's shouts grew louder and began to rise slowly into the air, its scale-like armor reflecting the terrifying light of spout flash and liquid fire.
But another ball of flames mixed with lightning followed one after another,
The twisted energy collided with the blazing anger, the spiritual energy surged crazily, and then the whole space was like a bubble that was punctured, It exploded with a loud thunder.
Bahram fell to the ground, but a strong hand beside him grabbed his arm and lifted him up.
A man wearing a gray robe and a jackal mask walked past him. The Dimensional Claw Lord lowered his head and curled his claws into tree roots in front of him.
"Who are you!"
The answer was a flaming sword, which instantly pierced the Dimensional Claw's legs, just below the hip joint.
The freak screamed and fell to the ground.
Bahram looked at the mysterious man who appeared in front of him in confusion. He felt that the air was now as thick as molten wax, and he could also feel that the world was becoming unstable under the violent impact of energy. Stablize.
At this time, the mysterious man took out a pile of card pages from his waist and quickly turned out a page.
“Can you feel the energy, Bahram?”
The other party’s voice was very deep, and Bahram nodded instinctively.
He felt an unnatural force impacting his soul from beginning to end.
“Keep calm for a while and don’t think about attacking it.”
Bahram felt confused, but there was no further explanation.
Suddenly, the storm violently hit his head, and unnatural energy crawled along the path of his soul. He was so frightened by the profane touch that he almost screamed - he felt that there was something terrible hidden behind it. existence.
“Don’t waver!”
Not far away from him, the mysterious man began to read aloud.
Bahram had to focus on these words to avoid the thought of attack.
At the same time, Sulasien climbed up again, spread its arms, and hung in the air.
It towered above the assembled Astartes, its wings surrounded by hellish nimbuses, shadows moving along its length, the flesh on its armor rippled, and a pair of what looked like tentacles His arms stretched out to surround himself, and his multiple eyes glowed with light green.
The energy of the spell attracted the blasphemous creature, and it wound up like a web, but like trying to tie a dragon with a ball of thread, it was resisting, consciousness pressing against the restraints, testing it.
The mysterious man stood in front of the Dimensional Claw Lord, raising his fist and pointing at its inhuman face.
“I bind you with my oath!”
he shouted.
“I bind you with the power of words!”
In an instant, power surged out of him like a flood, bright and clear.
"Let me go."
Suddenly, the voice roared, and its words echoed in everyone's minds, building a bridge between the real world and illusion.
"Your chains cannot bind us!"
But the mysterious man refused to give in.
"Dwellers of the ether! By the nineteenth ceremony of the Silver Tower, I command you! Tell me your name!" The demon is still resisting, and Bahram can feel its consciousness trying to Get out of that body.
"Suracion."
It spit out the name, but the mysterious man shook his fist.
“It’s not the name people gave you, tell me your real name!”
“Let me go.”
The devil still struggled.
“All will be revealed.”
It is now pulling harder and harder on the chains of the ritual, and in a moment it will return to its original place.
Bahram bit his mouth tightly. He felt that his skin was swelling, his blood vessels were about to freeze, and cold steam came out of his throat.
However, every minute and second of his life, he resisted the desire to attack the creature, barely controlling it in his harbor.
"Tell me your name!"
The mysterious man shouted again, and at the same time he threw a sedge card, which instantly ejected countless chains.
The next second, the demon roared and burst out with energy.
The world collapsed, and the storm of spiritual energy began to subside.
There was an eerie silence on the battlefield, and Talos turned to Bahram. The sergeant fell to his knees, steam rising from the seams of his armor.
The town disintegrated like a broken oil painting, and everyone found themselves back in the jungle, and the mysterious man was standing where the devil originally was, holding a card filled with black energy in his hand.
The mysterious man glanced at Bahram and suddenly smiled:
"Young man did a good job. Thanks to you weakening the will of that thing at the last moment, otherwise it might not have been possible to handle it."
As he said that, he looked at Talos.
"I'll leave it to you to deal with the aftermath."
Before he finished speaking, with a flash of light, the mysterious man disappeared.
Sablin looked blankly at the opponent's original location, and then turned to Talos.
"Company Commander, he is"
"The Chapter Think Tank, you can just call him Jackal from now on. Don't tell anyone what happened today."
Sablin nodded thoughtfully. , then stepped forward and helped Bahram up.
“Are you okay?”
“It’s okay, just”
Bahram looked up at Sabrin through his blurred eyes, grinned with his bleeding lips, and then fainted.
Taros clapped his hands and said:
"Take care of this place. Collect all the corpses of the dimensional claws and destroy them with hot melt. Remember to videotape the evidence before destroying them." I will send it to our chapter leader, Sablin, and you and Li Lin will be responsible for carrying Bahram back."
About two hours later, Soshyan was in his place in the Red Sand Mountains. In the command post of Camp Vos, a report was received from the Eleventh Company, mainly about Dimension Claw and Sulasien.
According to the investigation after the Eleventh Company, this dimensional claw is related to at least hundreds of attacks and disappearances. It is difficult to count the number of imperial soldiers who died at their hands, but according to the number of missing people and losses. Look, at least two thousand people died at their hands.
Soshiyan also had to admit that Abaddon's harassment tactics had certain results. In just one week, more than 8,000 frontline defenders were missing or injured. Although frontline troops such as Kadian and Krieger were still Morale was high, but the morale of the local garrison was shaken, forcing these main regiments to temporarily dispatch political commissars to "maintain order" - simply put, hundreds of people were shot.
(End of this chapter)