??!
Ordan realized he had turned green and blue, and instantly went numb.
Wasn't this a little too xenos, too heretical?
As a Grey Knight, one of the Emperor's purest warriors, he could not accept such a change in himself.
But before the Grey Knight Champion could think any further, the daemon's ash-smeared Blood Axe came chopping down at his head with a howling rush of wind!
Clang!
Ordan had fought for centuries, honing his survival instincts to their absolute limit. He raised his blade on reflex and blocked the blow.
The parry struck the crack in the Blood Axe perfectly. With a snap, the Blood Axe shattered, leaving only the haft in the daemon's hand.
Roar?
The sudden change left the Chaos Daemon in disbelief.
That was a brand-new Blood Axe, one maintained with fresh blood. How could it have shattered? Had the Hell Blacksmith cut corners?
But he had no chance to think about that anymore.
"Die, daemon!"
With his next stroke, Ordan hacked off the daemon's head, and foul blood sprayed upward.
The more he fought, the fiercer he became. He killed more than a dozen daemons serving as Hell Gladiators in a row, far faster than usual.
"Blood God—"
"He can't possibly still have this much strength!"
In the stands, the fanatical daemon spectators erupted into chaos at the sight.
Even the Chaos Lord, The Ashen One, was momentarily stunned. He had not expected the Emperor's Hound, whose will was nearly exhausted, to still possess such combat power.
"Bring him down!
Make that lowly hound kneel and beg!"
After The Ashen One recovered, he flew into a rage, smashing the armrest of his throne with a slap. He struck the great Brass bell, summoning more Hell Gladiators.
This would be an unrestricted duel.
As the great