Khorne Daemon Prince: Have I Become a Hot Commodity?

The red-skinned monsters, born of war and bloodshed, howled and swept towards Lion's Gate like a tidal wave.

There are towering Khorne Champion, Bloodletter wielding Hellblade, Bloodcrusher riding Brass Rhino, Furies flapping their wings, and Flesh Hound with fangs and burning black fire.

The Primarch's combat power was terrifyingly powerful; he stood on the battlefield like a god of war.

Pulling the trigger, the Gauntlets of Ultramar unleashed a barrage of bullets that blotted out the sky, sweeping away everything in its path.

The dense barrage of bombs blasted the horde of monsters into pieces, instantly clearing a large area.

The Emperor's Sword was wielded, unleashing a torrent of flames that incinerated all demons.

The snow-white ashes flew about, like a heavy snowfall.

The Champion Guard and the Adeptus Custodes Guard stood around the Primarch, advancing alongside him.

A Khorne Daemon Prince has its sights set on the Primarch.

He let out a deafening roar, and black flames burned fiercely on his powerful demonic body.

The Greater Daemon strode heavily, running towards Guilliman's location.

Its massive body caused the earth to tremble, and its trampling left burning footprints on the marble.

The golden stone patterns, under the influence of supernatural forces, transformed into flowing blood.

Mortals who tried to stop the Greater Daemon along the way were slaughtered by the Demon's battle axes and whips, turning into scattered limbs and broken bodies on the battlefield.

The carnage amplified the Halo and crimson presence of the Khorne Daemon Prince, making the oppressive atmosphere even more terrifying.

Behind the Greater Daemon, the Khorne Daemons, born from the Warp, rode Brass Rhino forged in the Blood God's domain and surged forward like a tidal wave.

The soldiers on the city wall noticed the Khorne Daemon Prince advancing towards the Primarch, as well as the Khorne army behind him.

They turned their guns and fired at the Daemon Tide.

Accompanied by a deafening roar, a dense barrage of destructive beams—including lasers, Melta, and explosive bursts—fell like a torrential downpour.

The devastating offensive tore through the surging Daemon Tide.

Limbs and severed bodies flew everywhere, making the battlefield exceptionally bloody.

The Khorne Daemon Prince, however, was largely unaffected.

The red mist of blood around him churned.

Despite the dense barrage of lasers and explosives aimed at him, they could not penetrate his defenses and could only create ripples.

The Khorne Daemon Prince roared again, and its running speed increased considerably.

"Child of the Cursed One, your head belongs to me."

When the Khorne Daemon Prince spoke, scorching Mars spewed from his mouth.

Guilliman didn't say anything.

He silently brandished the Emperor's Sword in his hand.

After slaying the few Bloodletter in front of him, he faced the Greater Daemon.

Clang!

The Daemon Iron collided with the Holy Fire.

The resulting shockwave swept across the surrounding area, forcing weaker creatures to retreat and creating enough space for the Greater Daemon and Primarch to fight each other.

Qin Yun fought at high altitude.

Those pure white wings allowed him to soar through the air.

A violent surge of psionic energy gathered around him, unleashing a power capable of destroying everything with every gesture.

With his terrifying psychic power, he fought his way through countless Furies, allowing the Imperium fighters to enter the battlefield through the breach.

Fighter jets roared past, their weapons, including Melta Cannon and Laser Array, firing continuously.

A torrent of bullets and scorching beams of light mingled, illuminating the dim, crimson sky.

The slain Furies continued to fall to the ground.

"Living Saint."

A call made Qin Yun subconsciously look at the ground.

Guilliman, who Khorne Daemon Prince battle with Khorne, was calling out to him.

"Living Saint."

Guilliman called out once more, Qin Yun responded to the Primarch.

Holding Scepter in one hand and the Blade of Divine Judgment in the other, Qin Yun, like Angel of Retribution, swooped down from the sky to the ground, heading towards the Khorne Daemon Prince, who was an enemy of Guilliman.

The powerful Emperor force suddenly erupted, like a golden sun rising, releasing an extremely dazzling brilliance.

On the battlefield, countless demons screamed and retreated in terror.

The Primarch archdemon, Khorne Daemon Prince, let out a painful cry.

"This is not a fair fight," the Greater Daemon protested.

"When have you ever talked about fairness?" Guilliman asked the other party mockingly.

Qin Yun condensed his spiritual energy into a spear and Throwing it.

The dazzling spear pierced through the Greater Daemon's blood-red shield in an instant.

Piercing through the other person's body

This caused the Greater Daemon to uncontrollably let out painful screams.

Guilliman seized the opportunity and charged forward, smashing Power Fist covered in a shattering force field into the face of the Khorne Daemon Prince.

Numerous broken wounds bloomed on the Greater Daemon's face.

Its massive body lost its balance and crashed onto the marble steps beside it, shattering them.

The Greater Daemon swung his long whip, which coiled around the Emperor's Sword.

The flames on the sword's blade shot up suddenly, releasing a wave of heat.

A buzzing sound emerged.

The whip turned red and melted at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The Greater Daemon seized the opportunity and charged forward, swinging its battle axe, wreathed in malevolent energy, and slashing down at the Primarch.

Guilliman ducked to avoid the enemy's battle tomahawk.

He chose to abandon the Emperor's Sword.

They pounced on the demon, intending to defeat it in the most primal way.

The Khorne Daemon Prince was also forced to abandon his whip and battle axe, retaliating against the Primarch in the same way.

The two continued to throw punches at each other.

Each strike was powerful and heavy, producing a dull thud.

Aleya stood at a distance, witnessing the battle between the Primarch and the Greater Daemon.

She had never seen two such majestic and powerful beings fight each other in such a primitive and savage way.

The Primarch seized the opportunity and smashed it into the eye of the Khorne Daemon Prince, blasting one of its eyes apart.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Qin Yun swooped down and plunged the Blade of Divine Judgment in his hand into the opponent's chest.

The Khorne Daemon Prince let out a painful cry, flailing his thick hands wildly, but to no avail.

Guilliman seized the opportunity to grab the man by the neck and the gap in his brass armor.

With a sudden burst of strength, he lifted the heavy Khorne Daemon Prince.

He then delivered a powerful knee strike to his opponent.

The sound of spines snapping echoed across the battlefield, and the Greater Daemon let out a agonizing scream.

Simply because he disgraced the God of War.

Countless Khorne Daemons watched this scene with surprise and shock.

In front of everyone, the Primarch broke the spine of the Blood God's favorite servant.

This is an insult to the Blood God, to that Greater Daemon.

The Greater Daemon let out a painful wail.

Guilliman tossed the broken-backed Khorne Daemon Prince to the ground like a dead dog.

"Tell your master that Terra does not welcome him."

Then, the Primarch raised one foot and stomped it down hard on the other's head.

The Greater Daemon's head was then crushed by being stomped on.

The Primarch's impressive performance thrilled and excited the Imperium heroes.

"Praise be to you, my master, for bringing your own child to us."

Celestine prayed fervently, as did the Sisters behind her.

"Such immense power... is this the Primarch?"

Even Voldus, the Grand Master of the Grey Knights, was shocked.

That's a Greater Daemon!

If the Grey Knights are to deal with this, First Company of weakening rituals must be performed first to suppress the opponent's power.

Only then, at a great cost, can they be driven back into the Warp.

Primarch, however, relied on his own strength to defeat the Khorne Daemon Prince on the battlefield and even broke its spine.

He truly deserves to be called a mythical figure who fought alongside the Emperor and laid the foundation for the Imperium; he is incredibly powerful.

"In the name of the Emperor, strike back!" Amalrich shouted, raising his sword. "Drive out these filthy things!"

Other soldiers responded and launched a counterattack against the enemy.

"The Primarch is the Primarch, incredibly powerful."

"Did Blue Grandfather learn some moves from the Wolf King?"

"This Greater Daemon is probably crippled. Having its spine broken in public, even if it returns to the Blood Court, the Blood God will probably drive it out."

"..."

"Stop talking. Can't you see the morale of the Imperial Army is rising? If we don't hurry, all the demons will be wiped out."

"Hunt down the demons first, or you'll get nothing."

When players discussed the Primarch's amazing performance,

The morale of the Imperial Army soared, and they launched a counter-offensive against the Khorne demon army.

In order to rack up Warfare Score, players are putting in their best effort and launching even fiercer offensives against the enemy.

"Kill!" The Old Thirteen held up Scepter in one hand and a giant spiked club in the other.

Ogryn's body, coupled with his heavy armor,

At this point, the Old Thirteen was like a mobile heavy tank.

A Bloodletter roared and charged towards the Old Thirteen's group.

The spiked club was swung with great force, causing the air to explode with a loud bang.

Bang!

A loud bang.

The demon instantly exploded into pieces in mid-air.

Then, the Old Thirteen raised his Scepter again, shouting, "Avada! Eat the melon!"

Several bright bolts of lightning appeared.

In an instant, it cleaved several nearby Khorne Daemons away, turning them into charred corpses.

"Defend the honor of Hogwarts, brothers, charge!"

The Old Thirteen shouted.

The players behind him all looked excited and charged forward with him.

After careful consideration, the Old Thirteen joined the Hogwarts Chapter primarily composed of Psyker.

Now, he is also diligently racking up points for his Chapter to improve their ranking.

Voldus, wielding Power Halberd, slashed at the demons along the way.

When he saw the Old Thirteen unleash a psionic spell, his eyes widened instantly, his face filled with shock.

He didn't even care that the demon was lunging at him.

It was only thanks to his comrade's timely intervention that he was spared injury by using Bolter to kill the demon.

"Grand Master, focus on the battle."

The Grey Knights beside him called out to Voldus, bringing him back to his senses.

Suppressing his shock, Voldus threw himself back into the battle against the demons.

As he slaughtered demons, he pondered how Ogryn could unleash psionic magic.

After slashing a demon in two with the halberd that covered the energy field, Voldus looked at the Ogryn again.

Bang!

A demon was smashed into a pulp by the spiked club in the Ogryn's hand.

Behind Ogryn, a group of Psyker continuously unleashed flames and lightning, killing demons along the way.

Voldus observed for a while, but still didn't see Ogryn use magic again.

His expression immediately relaxed.

He must have used too much psionic energy, causing his body to be overtaxed.

Everything I just saw was an illusion, an illusion.

Voldus was just about to throw himself into the killing on the battlefield.

Boom!

A bolt of lightning flashed.

Incredibly fierce,

In an instant, it cleaved a demon into pieces.

This time, Voldus clearly saw the psionic light emanating from Ogryn's Scepter.

"The Emperor's teeth!"

The Grand Master's eyes widened in disbelief.

Previously, he could comfort himself by saying that he had released too much psionic energy, which led to physical weakness and hallucinations.

Now, he really can't deceive himself anymore.

There really was an Ogryn that could cast psionic spells.

Although Cadia Fortress has fallen, and the entire universe has descended into madness,

But what we're seeing is just too crazy.

Just let the Void grow twisted tentacles and eyes.

Why would they even let Ogryn control psionic powers?!

This is neither scientific nor Emperor at all!!

Celestine, soaring through the air, also witnessed this miracle.

But she quickly composed herself and began to pray devoutly once again.

"This must be the power of our Lord."

Celestine's words were like a lifeline for Voldus.

Yes,

All of this must be due to the Emperor's great power.

There is no other explanation.

The Old Thirteen had no idea that he had given Voldus and other Imperium heroes a tremendous shock.

He continued to fight fiercely amidst the Daemon Tide, wielding his spiked club to sweep away the demons, occasionally unleashing bolts of psionic Operation Lightning.

He slaughtered the lower-level demons with overwhelming power, turning them into countless fragments of corpses.

After smashing several more Khorne Daemons to pieces with a single blow, the Old Thirteen set his sights on a Khorne Daemon Prince.

The Silent Sisterhood and the Adeptus Custodes are besieging each other; I can just meddle and earn Warfare Score.

Aleya is fighting alongside Adeptus Custodes of Valerian Shield-Bearers, Grey Knights, and several Space Marines.

Behind her were several companions who worked together to form Null Field to suppress the Khorne Daemon Prince.

But the power of the Khorne Daemon Prince was beyond imagination.

Even with the Silent Sisterhood exerting all their strength, they could not completely suppress the opponent's power.

The Space Marines charged forward was cleaved in two by an axe.

With a flick of his whip, another Loyalist of the Imperium met a violent end, his mangled body flying dozens of meters away.

Clang!

The Grey Knights charged forward, using his greatsword, which was covered in a power field, to block the Greater Daemon's sweeping battle axe.

But the demon's power was too terrifying.

The Grey Knights was sent flying like a cannonball, crashing heavily into the ruins behind him.

At this moment, the Old Thirteen rushed over like a fully loaded truck speeding at full speed, and crashed into the body of the Khorne Daemon Prince.

The immense impact caused the Old Thirteen and the Khorne Daemon Prince to fall to the ground together.

The Adeptus Custodes Valerian seized the opportunity, leaping high into the air and plunging his enormous spear into the heart of his opponent.

As the spear was pulled out, molten blood gushed forth.

The Greater Daemon let out a painful roar.

Aleya shouted excitedly, calling on her other companions to seize the opportunity to attack the demon together.

The Khorne Daemon Prince tried to get up, but was held down firmly by Ogryn.

Roar!

He roared and then reached out to grab Ogryn by the neck, trying to strangle him.

The terrifying force caused dents and numerous cracks to appear in the heavy armor.

The Old Thirteen's face turned black from suffocation, and First Company stream of saliva dripped from between his teeth.

But his hand was also gripping the demon's head tightly, slamming it violently against the ground.

One, two, three...

The marble floor was cracked by the Greater Daemon's skull, and the small cracks turned into large cracks, and finally it collapsed.

The Greater Daemon released his grip on the Old Thirteen's throat, clenched his fist, and slammed it down on the prince's head.

The force of the blow sent the Old Thirteen sprawling to the side.

Then, the Khorne Daemon Prince stood up, bent down, grabbed the Old Thirteen's ankle, swung him around in a half-circle, and slammed him to the other side.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The Old Thirteen's body was slammed into the ground repeatedly, making terrifying noises.

The marble floor shattered under the immense impact, leaving a terrifying deep crater.

Cough! Cough!

The Old Thirteen kept coughing up blood, and it was unknown how many bones he had broken.

But Ogryn's powerful vitality and psionic protection kept him alive, though his injuries were too severe for him to get up and fight back.

The Khorne Daemon Prince revealed a savage smile as he lifted Ogryn's foot again, preparing to repeat his previous trick.

Valerian seized the opportunity and circled around to his opponent's back.

The spear in his hand, covered with a power field, pierced between the Greater Daemon's wings and then exploded out from the demon's chest.

The countless souls and scalding blood that the Khorne Daemon Prince had plundered flowed out of the wounds, making a sizzling sound.

A Grey Knights, not far away, wielding Warhammer covered in arcs of electricity, slammed it down on the demon's knee, causing the demon to stagger and kneel.

Immediately afterwards, the Silent Sisterhood and the Adeptus Custodes rushed forward and attacked with their weapons.

The Khorne Daemon Prince let out a defiant roar, but ultimately collapsed to the ground.

The Old Thirteen was helped up.

At this moment, his armor was tattered and broken, and his strong arms were also broken, hanging limply, looking extremely miserable.

But he immediately picked up the enormous spiked club, raised his arm and shouted, "For the Emperor! For Warfare Score!"

Aleya and the others only understood the first part of the sentence; the rest was a series of obscure and eerie whispers.

They subconsciously ignored the following sentence and shouted "For the Emperor!"

Then, the Old Thirteen, limping, rejoined the battle.

Such loyalty inspired many soldiers of the Imperium.

Together they charged into the Daemon Tide, slaughtering in the name of the Emperor.

On the Warfare Score leaderboard, the Hogwarts Warband's ranking rose rapidly, breaking into the top ten.

"Damn it, the Old Thirteen is going to catch up."

"This guy is too fierce; he's worth several of us."

"It's over! To be overtaken and crushed by Ogryn is truly a disgrace!!"

The Warmaster of the Emperor's Cattle Warband, along with players like Ten-Timer, looked at the leaderboard and felt very anxious.

This large-scale battle against demons puts them at a significant disadvantage.

It lacks the ferocious firepower of the Hammer and Sickle Warband, which focuses on Demon Hunter Warband.

This led to a widening gap between their Warfare Score and those of the other Chapter.

At that moment, a dense rumbling sound came from the sky.

Various aircraft are airlifting Terra and Imperium forces from orbit to Terra.

Large numbers of troops joined the battle, unleashing a barrage of fire on the Khorne army.

Countless demons were killed, and the areas occupied by demons were gradually reclaimed.

Players don't have much time left to earn Warfare Score.

"Speed up! We can't fall too far behind!" Warmaster shouted to his team, brandishing his Two-handed Sword.

They launched an even fiercer charge, roaring as they overcame the obstacles and pounced on the demons with overwhelming force.

The God Chosen's Fanaticism for killing confused the defending troops involved in the war, leaving them wondering which side was truly the servant of the Blood God.

"You should join the ranks of the Brass Throne and kill in the name of war and bloodshed, not serve that rotting corpse."

When a Khorne Daemon Prince was surrounded and attacked, it was also frightened by the players' frenzy.

The Warmaster answered the Khorne Daemon Prince with a disdainful tone.

"No need for such trouble. Once the Emperor takes away your master's power, we can naturally slaughter to our hearts' content in the name of war and bloodshed."

Khorne Daemon Prince: "..."

Are all the minions of the Cursed One so arrogant and conceited?

Not content with obtaining the Milky Way, they also coveted the power and throne of the gods; they were truly arrogant and greedy.

The players' fearless charge, coupled with the valiant efforts of numerous Imperium heroes,

One after another, the Greater Daemon collapsed to the ground with unwilling roars, and were banished back to the Warp.

Soon, only one Khorne Daemon Prince remained on the battlefield.

The players surrounded the Khorne Daemon Prince.

Their eyes shone as they looked at the Khorne Daemon Prince.

It's like a pervert seeing a sexy young woman, unable to stop drooling.

"This demon is destined to be part of my Space Husky Warband."

"I hope you will do me a favor."

The Bald Monk shouted at the other players,

He was originally a member of the Emperor's Cattle Warband.

While accompanying Guilliman on his Pilgrimage Crusade, he and other players formed the Space Husky Warband.

"I am the leader of the Kun Fist. I hope you will not be ungrateful and will be wise enough to hand over this Greater Daemon to my Kun Sect."

"You dare steal from Hogwarts? Do you want to feel Ogryn's wrath?"

"Professional matters should be left to professionals. This Greater Daemon belongs to our Demon Hunter Warband."

"It belongs to our Emperor's Cattle Warband, and no one can take it from us."

"If you're not convinced, let's have a fight."

"Fine, let's fight."

"..."

The God Chosen glared at each other, ready to fight at the slightest provocation, all for the right to hunt down the Greater Daemon.

Hearing the God Chosen's argument, the Khorne Daemon Prince roared in anger.

To be publicly discussed about who owns the head

For the servants of the Blood God, this was undoubtedly a great disgrace.

The Imperium heroes standing to the side, including Aleya, Valerian, Trajan, and Voldus, exchanged bewildered glances.

They just can't understand this thought process!

Guilliman noticed this and, upon learning the situation, his lips twitched, and he looked speechless.

Do you Chosen believe in the Emperor or in Khorne?

They were even thinking of deciding a winner first before reaping the enemy's heads!