The Emperor’s Angel of Death

#2175 - Unbridled Power

As the Great Unclean One was being controlled, Aidan Pedron charged towards it, relentlessly wielding his blades, the enemy being cut down or dismembered with each strike. →

"Ah, face me, demon!"

Seeing the Great Unclean One waving its skull flail while constantly retreating, the Grey Knight tutor shouted:

"I am the Emperor's wrath! I am the Emperor's holy hammer!"

With that, the Grey Knight raised the Nemesis force sword in his hand, pure light engulfed his body, and then he slashed fiercely at the demon.

Just as the Greater Daemon was being banished, Aidan Pedron suddenly felt the ground beneath his feet as if it were alive, shaking violently, and every wall and ceiling around and above him was collapsing, as if it were the apocalypse.

Deafening roars violently tore through the air, and structures hundreds of meters long collapsed from above, even the teleportation gate began to collapse and annihilate under the impact of the huge falling objects.

"Run!"

Hyperion immediately roared, running wildly in the chaos, dodging the rumbling falling objects around him.

"This derelict ship is disintegrating!!!"

The Grey Knights began to move quickly, and in the process, Hyperion keenly realized that a destructive will was dominating the entire derelict ship, followed by the psychic energy surrounding the derelict ship receding like a tide. This was the cause of the derelict ship's disintegration - the loss of the warp power that maintained its structure.

Back in the tunnel, they were as if in the belly of a dying beast, the floor kept shaking, and then cracks appeared one after another, and the walls also cracked one after another, those huge cracks shaking like mouths.

And all of this, naturally, stemmed from Sorshyan's attempt to manipulate those silver nematodes to control the entire derelict ship.

But at first, he overestimated the power of his Grey Pith, and underestimated the power of the owner of this derelict ship. When he tried to seize control of most of the nematodes, he did not expect that the other party would adopt a tactic of adding fuel, constantly adding moredaemonsteel nerve clusters, which made Sorshyan a bit unable to get off the tiger, coupled with the fact that he had wasted a lot of time. If he hastily evacuated at this time, it may cause very serious losses of personnel and equipment.

But if the stalemate continues...

"Damn--"

Sorshyan, whose face was covered with blue-gray纹路, spat out a cold breath between his teeth, his armor was already covered with white frost, and the surrounding temperature was even as low as minus twenty degrees Celsius.

At this time, not only his body, but even his nerves were a little numb, but he could still feel that he could not control the engine system of the derelict ship.

"Chapter Master"

At this time, Mark's worried voice came from behind.

"Chaplain Diterian asked us to retreat immediately, otherwise it will really be too late, now those combat robots may have to abandon some."

"Sorshyan, let's go, don't insist."

Talos's voice also sounded, and the Eleventh Company also came here from the upper level after the movement.

But Sorshyan was still a little unwilling.

At this time, a thing Amnach said gave Sorshyan a flash of inspiration, and then he issued an order.

"Mark, summon all theUnbent Guardians!"

"Uh, yes!"

Soon, hundreds of Unbent Guardians implanted with Grey Pith gathered in the hall.

"Activate your Grey Pith!"

"Yes!"

In an instant, layers ofUnbent Fields were released, and Sorshyan instantly had a feeling he had never had before.

The next moment, all the Unbent Guardians knelt on one knee in unison and pressed their palms on the ground, and they did not say a word or even have an expression in the process, as if they were robots deprived of their minds.

"Hahahaha!"

Sorshyan suddenly laughed loudly, his skin had completely turned into silver liquid metal.

"I'm finally the fuck out now! Come! Come! Come! Come, you lowly things, you inferior creatures! Become my food! When I regain my strength, Mephet'ran, Tsara'noga, Az'agorod, Mag'ladroth, I will definitely blast you bastards into dregs and then devour you bit by bit!"

With a roar, Sorshyan sank his arms into the ground again, and the majestic power instantly devoured the entire derelict ship'sdaemonsteel nerve clusters and killed all the boatmen, and then the warp engine was shut down.

In the process, unprecedented power pulsed through the derelict ship, shining in every corner of this entity universe ulcer, and its actual master faced such a surging offensive, and could only resist weakly, its huge and angry consciousness kept cursing at Sorshyan, but it was meaningless, it could not resist - it could only let itself be driven away, and driven out of its territory in shame.

But the derelict ship began to disintegrate.

"Hahahahaha!! Kill kill kill kill kill!!"

As if playing with a novel toy, he used his mind to tear apart the huge derelict ship, throwing those humble little things into space, or directly burying and crushing them with distorted structures, and feasting on the screaming souls.

And in another place, Sorshyan opened his eyes with a whisper, staring at an unfamiliar space.

He found himself standing on the slope of a black, steep pyramid.

When he raised his head, he saw that there was an incomparably huge tree at the top of the pyramid. It looked like hundreds of giant trees entangled together, with dense and lush branches and leaves, and for some reason...

Sorshyan felt that the crown of this tree was like an upside-down person, and those branches just formed the capillaries of the human body.

So he stepped out and wanted to take a closer look, but when he turned around, he saw himself--

The previous second, he had a stagnant expression.

Then he took another step, and it was the same when he looked back, leaving another "himself".

As the number of steps increased, Sorshyan felt that his thoughts were gradually fragmented, and it seemed that even his will was about to slip out of his control.

Suddenly, many small, glass shard-like things rose from around the pyramid, and Sorshyan clearly knew that this was "himself" swallowing countless souls. It was a very strange feeling. It seemed that his will was divided into two, and he also knew what he was doing.

Each soul was like a sweet fruit, and with each bite, a more and more complex painting was drawn in his mind.

Then, he finally tasted a part of the unspeakable spiritual body of the derelict ship. It was not the crazy, hungry thoughts of most warp creations like animals, but something serious and cold, a part of something bigger.

Something that could be called a demigod, but could not capture more information.

Sorshyan, who was already a little dazed, raised his head for some reason, vaguely saw a figure appearing at the end of the pyramid steps, standing under that strange tree, seemingly staring at himself.

Then, he was like a puzzle on paper, folded and shrunk, until with the last click, he ceased to exist.