May the God-Emperor Protect You

In the blink of an eye, the "Daemon axe" bestowed by the Blood God vanished without a trace. Where can one go to seek justice?!

Logically speaking, a weapon bestowed by the Blood God shouldn't be usable by anyone other than her. Even if it could be used in other ways, it shouldn't have disappeared, right?

Chris was completely stunned. She could clearly feel that her connection with the "Daemon axe" had been completely severed, and she couldn't sense where it was at all!

"Where did you put my battle axe?!"

"Chris" roared in fury, losing the Daemon axe was undoubtedly a tremendous disgrace!

"Heh... guess?!"

Alvin's lips curled into a mocking smile.

He finally managed to seize the opportunity and throw Chris's Daemon axe directly into the "Xenomorph Universe" spaceship.

Now... let's see what your Blood God has to do!

If you're so capable, throw another "Daemon Weapon" from the Warp, Old K!

An angry sound seemed to emanate from the Warp.

Clearly, even Old K couldn't possibly cross worlds to find the battle axe that was left in another world!

At that moment, Alvin felt incredibly exhilarated and couldn't help but burst into laughter. "Let me tell you, I've thrown that thing away, and you'll never find it again in your lifetime!"

Losing the Daemon axe caused Chris to let out a terrifying roar, the sound like a gust of wind whipping up dust, forming a violent column of smoke that shot straight into the sky!

"A cornered dog will resort to desperate measures?!"

Alvin's eyes were cold as he wiped the blood from the corner of his lips. He knew the final battle had begun; either he would be torn to pieces by the enraged "Chris," or he would cut off her head himself!

However, at that moment, something unexpected happened!

"Mr. Alvin..."

Emerich's willpower seemed to briefly break free of control. He looked at Alvin, who was nearing his limit, and forced a smile, "You... do you remember... what I said back then?"

"Huff... huff..."

Exhausted and out of breath, Alvin was too weak to answer Emerich's question.

The fierce battle with Chris had nearly drained him.

More importantly, as the Warp Rift unfolds, the surging malice originating from the High Heavens is frantically assaulting his will and soul!

Even a moment's lapse in concentration... and you'll utterly Corruption!

I said...

Emerich gritted his teeth; his remaining head, its eyes bloodshot and menacing, seemed to be desperately trying to influence Chris.

"Ahhhh..."

Chris struggled and wailed in agony.

"Brother... what are you doing?!"

The body broke free of control, and with its only remaining right arm, it tore off the armor that had long since become fused with flesh and blood and was blessed by Khorne!

Sizzle!

Flesh and blood mixed with armor fell to the ground.

Emerich and Chris simultaneously let out agonizing screams. Their souls had been fused together in an evil form by Chaos Sorcery, so they shared all their senses!

"No, no... brother!"

Chris's control was briefly taken over by Emerich.

Emerich, trembling, drew his Power sword and moved step by step with difficulty to Alvin's side!

"You..."

Alvin looked at Emerich, seemingly guessing what he was about to do, and his pupils contracted slightly.

"I told you... Mr. Alvin..."

Emerich handed the Power sword to Alvin, a genuine smile spreading across his pained face, "I will... repay your kindness..."

"You..."

Alvin was stunned.

Looking at the nicked Power sword and Emerich's sincere gaze, he suddenly fell silent.

Something soft in my heart seemed to have been touched.

Yes, Emerich had said many times back then that he would repay his kindness in the future, but... he never expected that he would repay it in this way.

"Mr. Alvin... hurry..." Emerich manipulated the body, but his expression grew increasingly contorted in pain. He gritted his teeth. "I... I can't hold on any longer, Mr. Alvin!"

Clang!

Alvin took the Power sword!

Amidst Emerich's complex emotions of relief, composure, pain, sorrow, and struggle, he swung his sword!

Swish!

Chris's head was severed from her neck.

The gushing blood flew several meters high. The body blessed by Khorne suddenly stiffened, and the terrifying Blood Qi around him dissipated. As if unable to support himself, he knelt on the ground!

"Mr. Alvin..."

With only his last breath, Emerich looked at the silent Alvin, forced a smile, and asked, "You say... His Emperor... can he forgive the sins of my sister and me?"

Alvin gripped his Power sword, his eyes lowered as he gazed at Emerich's face, his voice slightly hoarse. "Yes, His Emperor will forgive you... Emerich."

In fact, he didn't know any of it.

Could that being, who sat on the Golden Throne for ten thousand years, and whose existence was almost completely distorted by human suffering and faith, truly forgive... this poor brother and sister?

But he was unwilling to erase the child's last hope.

If His Emperor could truly see this, he sincerely hoped that he could forgive Emerich and Chris; they had no other choice, they were just pitiful siblings.

Alvin crouched down, trying to speak gently, and stroked Emerich's hair. "If there's a next life, I hope you... can be born into a good family and become true siblings."

"Ah... that puts my mind at ease..."

Emerich looked at Chris, whose head was now the only remaining part of her body, with a tender smile. "I don't blame her... It's all Chaos's fault. Chris was kind, it's just a pity... I didn't listen to you, otherwise... it wouldn't have turned out like this."

"It doesn't matter anymore..."

Alvin was filled with bitterness. He wondered if he could have saved them had he discovered it earlier.

But unfortunately, there are no "what ifs" in life.

"I must warn you... be careful, a man in black."

Emerich said with some difficulty, "Chris's Corruption, and the one who brought us together... it's all him. All I know is that he's very old, you must be careful... Mr. Alvin."

"Okay... I understand..."

Alvin's eyelids were lowered, making it difficult for him to see clearly.

In the final moments of his life, Emerich's voice gradually faded, becoming as faint as a mosquito's buzz.

But Alvin could still hear clearly.

Emerich said... May the great and merciful Emperor bless Mr. Alvin.

Emerich closed Emery 'Alvin eyes, his heart heavy. After a long silence, he slowly said, "May His Majesty the Emperor bless you... Emerich, Chris."

He looked up at the sky, shrouded in dark clouds and ravaged by countless Daemons, and cursed bitterly in his heart, "This is fucking awful..."

I haven't had my hemorrhoids removed... and then I got stung by a wasp. It hurts so much! Don't ask where I was stung... I'm not telling.