Chapter 933 That’s My Brother!
"You are challenging my patience! Demon! Khayon is my brother! I promised him to take good care of his sister!" Abaddon raised the magic sword Draconian to Carlos, and the veterans loyal to him also pointed various weapons at Carlos.
Carlos's two heads smiled at the same time, "Calm down, Warmaster. I just made a suggestion, and you are the one who makes the decision. As long as you don't agree to me, nothing will happen."
"Then you quickly come up with a second way to deal with that imperial assassin!" Abaddon threatened.
Watch your tone Abaddon!
Carlos really wanted to reply to Abaddon like this, so that he would understand that calling him Warmaster was just a sarcasm. But he couldn't do that. It was not the best time to start the plan yet, and Abaddon was still useful, so Carlos's two heads shook crazily, as if he had got a good idea from the fragments of the future and the past.
Abaddon got a long and complicated riddle from Carlos. This riddle was even made up of words and grammars from different races and civilizations. It was an impossible task to decipher it in such a short time.
Abaddon's face twitched. He looked at Carlos' body and had to let his wizards decipher the riddle as much as possible to get a solution to the problem. He knew that if he continued to ask, he would only pay a heavy price that was completely inconsistent with the result, and this was exactly the result that the devil liked to see.
Lin Fan was getting closer and closer to the upper level of the ship. Many soldiers of the Black Legion tried to stop Lin Fan from approaching, but they could only become the dead souls under Lin Fan's bayonet.
More beasts filled the scattered battle lines cut by Lin Fan. These creatures were tamed by the wizards.
The Black Legion showed amazing tolerance in front of Lin Fan. Here Lin Fan could see the priests of the Word Bearers holding the blasphemous scepter and the eight-pointed star necklace, the Lord of Enchantment with huge goat horns, and the Fufu believers who merged their bodies with empathy resonance collars. The variety and completeness of the arms opened Lin Fan's eyes. It was not an easy task to gather so many people together.
Lin Fan killed all the wild beasts wandering around him, and then the cult ritual of the Word Bearer priest was ready. In fact, he was able to do this entirely because of Lin Fan's deliberate tolerance. He was very curious about what interesting work the Chaos Priest could come up with for him to see.
The Word Bearer priest floated up, and his five senses and seven orifices shot out dazzling light. He opened his mouth wide, and countless spells surrounded him. The human polymer that had long been kept as a sacrifice turned into blood and meat in his shouts, clinging to his armor and piling up. Soon a huge and savage meat mountain filled Lin Fan's vision.
"Look! The Lord of Decay has responded to my call!" The Word Bearer priest said vaguely. Their group of space warriors pay attention to worshipping all four gods, which makes their relationship with the Iron Warriors extremely bad.
Lin Fan clapped his hands in admiration. This priest was very powerful for allowing the Great Unclean One of Nurgle to attach to his body for a short time. It was difficult for an ordinary Space Marine regiment to deal with a big demon.
However, this thing was just a drop in the bucket for Lin Fan. He had been traveling in the galaxy for so long, and he had already lost count of the big demons he had destroyed.
Lin Fan threw a light spear at the clumsy Great Unclean One, and it flashed on his body in an instant. Then his bayonet easily pierced through the tough and rotten skin and dug out the Word Bearer priest inside.
"You?" The Word Bearer priest was stunned. He was just proud of the successful ritual, but now he could only stare at Lin Fan like an idiot as he pulled him out of the disintegrating meat mountain.
Lin Fan lifted the Word Bearer priest high with both hands, and then broke it violently. The sound of bones and armor breaking was terrible. The priest who had performed countless bloody rituals also screamed in pain.
Lin Fan threw the priest down like throwing away garbage, and then the enchanted space warriors around the Lord of Enchanting took a step back in fear. Lin Fan's method of dealing with the Word Bearers priest was so easy that these space warriors whose half of their bodies were inhabited by demons felt that something was wrong.
However, their master, the Lord of Enchanting, was obviously not as sane as his subordinates. This space warrior who had been in close contact with the warp for many years gained powerful strength, but also became closer and closer to the demons themselves in his behavior.
"Kill him! Extract his soul!"
The Lord of Enchanting gave the order, and the enchanted warriors looked at each other, and no one wanted to carry out this dangerous task. But when their souls were inhabited by demons, they were no longer able to help themselves. The Lord of Enchanting only gave these enchanted warriors a look, which completely lost their minds, leaving only the pure desire to kill. They roared and rushed towards Lin Fan, trying to cut his body with their deformed claws.
Lin Fan was too lazy to dodge and let the enchanter attack him. He waved his bayonet casually, leaving the ground full of minced meat. He came to the side of the enchanter, hoping to see surprise from under his sheep-head-shaped helmet, but Lin Fan only saw insanity in the eyes of the enchanter.
Abaddon's men are not many normal people.
Lin Fan sighed and killed the enchanter casually, and then he began to deal with the dimensional claws flying out from the dark corners of the Spirit of Vengeance.
When the killing was over, Lin Fan looked around. The sober Black Legion soldiers had already evacuated, and those who were not in their right mind all died in Lin Fan's hands.
Lin Fan was about to continue drilling upwards, but his action was stopped by a voice.
"Aren't you here to assassinate me? I'm standing here, come on."
Lin Fan followed the voice and found Abaddon behind a huge door.
The battlefield chosen by the warmaster for Lin Fan was a huge circular arena. The towering pillars were hung with various styles of flags and skull pillars. The flat ground without any cover was also left with bloodstains. Before Lin Fan set foot here, countless warriors had gained glory and the blood of their opponents here.
Lin Fan stood alone on this side, and Abaddon and his men stood on the other side.
Compared with Lin Fan, who was alone, Abaddon's lineup was quite generous. The champion warriors in black armor with gold edges looked extremely great. There was no warp distortion on their bodies. Most importantly, they were not wearing helmets, completely exposing their faces to the gaze of the evil god.