Chapter 1470 The Final Chapter of the Grimoire
“Get out!”
Throwing aside the blaster with empty bullets, Soshiyang clenched his sword with both hands. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw that Talos had also discarded his bolters, and their plasma weapons had long since run out of energy.
Soshiyang roared and jumped towards the death jester standing in the middle, pressing one of them to the ground without any reaction. With smooth movements, he raised the sword above his head and stabbed into the opponent's spine. , the clown wearing a death mask immediately began to convulse, and then fell still.
As Soshyan split open the corpse of his enemy, a blast of hellish energy erupted from Philo Ronana's power staff, incinerating another Eldar to ashes.
As he turned to attack the next enemy, a hail of bullets struck his armor.
Alfa Think Tank quickly slashed the power scepter downwards, but the Harlequin moved faster. He jumped away from the stance wave and tried to shoot a gust of bullets at Think Tank's breastplate.
Although Philo Ronana's scepter did not hit the target, it hit the opponent's weapon. The jammed gun sprayed feebly, and then the two of them threw away the entangled gun in unison. The weapons appear to be fighting together.
But as a think tank, Philo Ronana would not be so stupid. He directly sent out an energy spear, hitting the Eldar's abdomen and piercing a smooth hole.
The Harlequin staggered a few steps and then knelt on the ground - it seemed that the eyes hidden behind the slender helmet were staring at him.
Philo Rona stepped forward and struck the opponent with his roaring power staff, knocking the alien's head from its shoulders.
Faced with almost endless enemies, Kayon finally realized that it was difficult to escape with the existing methods, so after repelling the siege of several film and television actors, he chose the ultimate method.
Kayon dragged a dying Harlequin up, pulled out a ceremonial dagger and pressed it against its belly.
"Sorry, this may hurt a little, but please don't worry, I will try my best to be as fast as possible."
As he said that, the jagged blade easily penetrated the spirit bone armor and the flesh and blood underneath. , the Eldar screamed in pain, blood spattered, and an arc was drawn.
Khayon twirled his blade and muttered a spell while using his other hand to pick up the thick book wrapped in human skin wrapped in chains around his belt. .
As the mantra was chanted, the clown was held high in the air by the growing blood threads. The blood stretched in the air and gradually darkened.
After untying the chains wrapped around the books, Khayon inserted his free hand into the wound on the alien's abdomen.
He twisted his fingers as if trying to open a latch.
The Eldar screamed again, and then the scream suddenly turned silent, but this scream immediately attracted the attention of the film and television viewers.
"What is he going to do!"
"Stop him!"
But Soshyan is already standing in front of Kayan, protecting him, and the clowns can't get over this high wall at all.
At this time, the book was already hanging in mid-air, controlled by the blood of the Eldar.
Kayon retracted his hand and took a step back, then took another step back. The ribbon made of blood and flesh followed his hand, and he let the blood droplets splash on the face of the screaming demon on the cover, forming strange patterns.
"Sing the blasphemous final chapter of the Prince of Darkness."
Kayon whispered as the air became unpleasant. At this time, the book was slowly opened, and bursts of sounds came from it. , like the howl of a distant beast.
The Thousand Sons then grasped the ritual blade with blood-stained hands and began to carve the seal of the Dark Prince on the still twitching Harlequin corpse. He chanted as he did so, and his howls became louder and louder. , as if what he had awakened was approaching, and the frost of the warp spread on the armor and eyepieces of the surrounding Space Marines.
As Alphas who have been wandering among the forces of Chaos for a long time, they were not surprised by this. Only Philo Ronana looked at Kayon and frowned slightly. He did not like dealing with demons, but There seems to be no better way at the moment. The next second, the clown hanging in the air suddenly began to flap, and then disintegrated from the body with a terrible sound, as if something was about to pull it out of a pinhole.
It left only a throbbing wet red, opening like a grinning maw. Khayon dropped a soul stone into the wound, which greedily devoured it. Then the wound opened and a spurt came out. A terrifying light, glowing with a colorful light of nothingness.
Then the bell rang, mixed with the sound of cymbals and other instruments that were not easily identifiable. Inhuman laughter flooded the corridor, and then there was a sharp tune that was both cheerful and terrifying.
Soshiyang remembered this voice, and the fierce battle with the big demon called the chanter was still fresh in his memory.
Colorful smoke seeps into reality, fills the corridors, breaks up, and finally transforms into entities. Various shapes dance in the field of vision, countless.
As the sweet and intimate singing gradually began to sound, the beautiful face stared at all the Eldar present with terrifying eyes.
The soul connection between the Dark Eldar and Slaanesh is an incredible spiral river of cruelty, pain and suffering, so the spiritual pulse of the entire race flows to the embrace of the God of Pain and Pleasure all the time. They are very interested in the Prince of Darkness. The dependents are also particularly sensitive.
When the ethereal song sounded, all the Dark Eldar, including the nightmares, fell into some kind of trance, and some of them even engaged in crazy self-mutilation behaviors.
With the help of this chaos, Soshiyang shouted decisively:
"Charge! Speed up and rush out! Don't get entangled with them!"
Although the Dark Eldar couldn't bear it, The clowns, representatives of the Laughing God, were somewhat resistant to the power of Slaanesh, so they did not stop attacking.
They were erratic around the Astartes warriors, but they did not dare to get too close to Khayon, who controlled the grimoire, and could only fly in spirals.
At this time, Soshyan suddenly noticed something, turned around and walked towards a dark place.
Soon he walked out holding Mrs. Candice by her messy hair. The nobleman of the conspiracy kicked his slender legs helplessly, and then Soshyan bent down and grabbed Her forearm, crushing it with just a pinch.
The female noble immediately let out an inelegant wail, because the bones of her arm turned into pieces.
"I'm sorry for killing your daughter, but I have to say you kind of looked alike, especially the screamers."
After saying that, Soshyan inserted the tip of his sword in. The power sword penetrated the dress, flesh and bones, and passed out of the opponent's chest. Blood gushed out for a while.
Candice squirmed, trying to free herself from the blade, and then a scream ripped through the air.
Soshyan tore off her head directly, turned to face the passage, and held up the bleeding trophy. He knew that the nightmare bishop must be looking at it.
He raised his head above his head, dropped it to the ground, and turned away.
“No, no, we were wrong.”
In the darkness, the maliciously flying Unicorn stared at Soshyan's back. After attacking Occam just now, he suddenly felt something.
When he turned his attention to the source of the induction, he suddenly discovered a terrible fact.
Before, they deduced that Ingel would wake up, and followed the traces to find Occam and others who were carrying the sealed Ingel cube, but when he looked at Soshyan, he found the doll string Already entangled with that person.
The so-called doll line is the clown's name for the invisible hint to the Laughing God, which can only be seen by the one-horned one.
It was then that Dujiao realized that he had found the wrong person!
The real target is actually the big guy!
(End of this chapter)