The True Chosen of the Gods!

Grey stepped into the battle, his gaze fixed on the "Chosen of the Gods Khorne," his face showing no fear or cowardice, only intense fighting spirit and a determination to die.

"Hey, I've already introduced myself, aren't you going to introduce yourself?" His eyes were extremely arrogant, as if he didn't take the terrifying "Chosen of the Gods" seriously at all.

However, Grey was met only with silence.

Clearly, the "Khorne Chosen of the Gods" seems unwilling to reveal its name.

"Heh... You don't want to give your name?"

Grey wasn't surprised. He suddenly exerted force with his left leg, twisting his waist and turning around, dragging his Power sword in a wide arc around his body before slashing powerfully at the "Chosen of the Gods": "Since that's the case... then there's no need for further words!"

Waaaaah!

A fierce wind howled, and blades pierced the air!

The sword was already quite heavy, and with Grey carrying it on his body and spinning it around, it instantly gained even more imposing power!

The "Khorne Chosen of the Gods" reacted swiftly.

Grasping the Daemon axe lying on the ground, he intercepted the Power sword halfway up from below. The two collided, sparks flew, and a huge metallic clang rang out!

When!

Despite having the initial advantage and amplifying his slashing power with a spin attack, Grey was surprisingly at a disadvantage in this single blow!

The power of "Khorne's Chosen of the Gods" was indeed extraordinary, especially his obviously thicker right arm, whose strength was astonishing. Despite being caught off guard, he managed to strike back and send Grey flying.

Ta-da...

Grey staggered a few steps, struggling to regain his balance.

His entire arm was numb from the impact, and the web of his hand gripping the Power sword was torn in several places during the collision, with blood flowing down the hilt.

With just one strike, Grey understood the difference in their abilities!

"Heh, the Eightfold Blessing?" He spat out a mouthful of blood, gripped his Power sword, and activated the device. A bio -Disintegration field instantly enveloped the blade. He scrutinized the unmoving "Chosen of the Gods Khorne" before him, his eyes half-closed. "I wonder... how manyfold blessings did your master bestow upon you?"

"You don't need to know!"

The Chosen of the Gods Khorne sneered arrogantly and took a step forward.

Bang!

The massive tremor sent up a cloud of smoke several meters high.

That seemingly bulky body smashed through the airflow, as if a storm had struck. The huge, blood-red battle axe dragged through the air with a wailing shriek as it cleaved straight toward Grey!

That's too fast!

Even the battle-hardened veteran Grey struggled to react, and could only rely on his extensive experience to barely hold his Power sword in front of him, attempting to block the axe blow!

Boom!

The Daemon axe, carrying immense force, crashed down like a mountain, its immense power flowing along the Power sword and mercilessly penetrating Grey's fragile internal organs!

Whoosh!

Grey was sent flying dozens of meters backward like a cannonball!

Then, he was slammed hard against the wall of the outer defensive fortifications, almost embedding himself in it.

"Is this all the assault force in Cadian is capable of?!"

The Chosen of the Gods Khorne charged again, his thick right arm gripping the Daemon War Axe, ready to sever Grey's head.

Just then, Grey, staggering and swaying, suddenly crouched down and used the momentum to roll forward.

Swish!

It felt like a storm swept past overhead!

A pungent, thick Blood Qi of blood rushed in. Despite the excruciating pain of his shattered internal organs, Grey thrust his Power sword, which was wrapped in Disintegration field, forward with all his might, aiming directly for his heart!

However, the Chosen of the Gods Khorne once again demonstrated a reflex speed comparable to that of Astartes, forcefully twisting his body the instant the Power sword was thrust at him, his bones emitting a terrifying cracking sound!

The battle blade, encased in Disintegration field, easily pierced through the left arm of the Chosen of the Gods Khorne, which was protected by armor!

"Fuck you!"

Grey gripped his Power sword and swung it down suddenly!

Sizzle!!!

The battle blade, enveloped in the Disintegration field, sliced and tore through the bones and flesh inch by inch, severing the left arm completely.

Despite having his left arm Khorne, Chosen of the Gods showed no fear whatsoever. He discarded the Daemon axe and instead grabbed Grey's head with his bare hands.

Then, as if picking up a chick, he flung the person away, sending them flying in a perfect arc through the air before slamming them hard into the ground!

Bang!

The surrounding ground suddenly collapsed and sank.

A powerful blast of air swept through the air, filling the air with dust. The compacted ground was even cracked, demonstrating the immense force that was used!

The severely injured Grey spat out a jet of blood!

That blow had caused the broken ribs to pierce through the shattered internal organs, flesh, and skin, making him look as if he were soaked in blood.

You... lost!

The Chosen of the Gods Khorne looked down at the dying Grey, roaring like a victor, proving to the tyrannical gods of the High Heavens that it was the ultimate victor!

"I... in the first place, never thought... I'd survive!"

However, the critically wounded and dying Grey seemed completely indifferent to his impending death. His face, distorted and covered in blood, revealed a terrifying madness.

It's as if they've completely abandoned all... gamblers!

From the moment he stepped into the battle, he didn't expect to win. Grey just wanted to give Alvin even the slightest hope of defeating the "Chosen of the Gods"!

"For... the Emperor!"

"For... humanity!"

"Kid... the rest is up to you!!!"

With a heart-wrenching roar, Grey mustered his last strength and flung the Power sword away.

Then, under the furious gaze of the Chosen of the Gods Khorne, he pulled out a grenade, a hysterical, crazed grin spreading across his face, and slammed it down!

"Commissar!!!"

Alvin's pupils contracted sharply as he recognized the grenade.

It's... Meltagun grenade!

But it was too late to stop it.

Boom!

The next moment, a scorching ball of light enveloped them!

Its temperature was extremely high, a scorching crimson heat that easily melted through the armor of the Chosen of the Gods Khorne, directly causing severe damage. Flesh and blood mixed with the blasphemous armor peeled off, and a shrill howl stirred up rolling sonic waves!

A moment later, the Melta flames disappeared.

Grey vanished without a trace, not even leaving behind ashes; he was completely burned to ashes. Meanwhile, the Chosen of the Gods Khorne on the ground, his armor burned through by the Melta, revealing the disgusting, twisted flesh beneath!

"How... could it be you?!"

Gazing at the "Chosen of the Gods Khorne," whose armor had been scorched through by the Melta and whose true form was finally revealed, Alvin's heart was filled with turmoil, his pupils shrinking to pinpoints and his body trembling violently!

That face... was very youthful and delicate.

Despite his flesh being twisted and deformed by Khorne's blessing, Alvin could still recognize that the face did not belong to "Emerich," but to his sister... Chris!!!

But what was even more terrifying was not Chris's face, but... As the armor peeled off, Alvin was shocked once again, and at the same time, a question that had been troubling him finally got an "answer"!

That is, why is there a "Emerich" voice?

Because... Emerich's head was embedded in "Chris's " abdomen, his face twisted and grotesque, as if in extreme pain, his eyes tightly closed, and occasionally making sounds from his mouth.

"Mr. Alvin..."