Old Huang Sets the Stair Fortress Ablaze!
Old K is dishonest. You damn fool, open your eyes and see! Is this what you call "fair"?
But clearly, the "Blood God" sitting atop the Brass Throne didn't care whether it was truly "fair" or not; He merely cast a glance his way.
Looking at "Skara," whose size was almost as big as a small hill, Alvin was in pain. Even if he used all his strength, he could not defeat a genuine Bloodthirster. If this thing were thrown outside, it could destroy at least an entire Astra Militarum!
Unfortunately, Skara doesn't seem to have any intention of going easy on the tiny humans before her.
It had finally secured this opportunity to wash away the shame of the "Blood God." Although it didn't understand why the great "Blood God" cared so much about a small, cowardly, and weak human, as long as it offered his skull, it could regain its command!
Crack!
The iron whip, carrying a stench of blood, lashed out with a piercing shriek through the air.
It was like a crimson, eerie wind covered in sharp thorns, following Alvin's body, and the suffocating pressure came like a tsunami!
The terrifying power contained within it made him dare not hesitate for a moment, and he immediately rolled to the side. Otherwise, even if it was an engineer's Bio-armor, it would still be whipped in half at the waist!
Bang!
The iron whip left an indelible crack on the deep red wall made of brass!
The sound of dense war drums came from above the "heavenly" blood-red staircase, as if it were a stirring war song for this unequal battle!
Skara, stepping to the beat of the war song, seized the moment when Alvin was rolling. His right hand, gripping an iron axe, swelled several times its original size with blood-red, bull-like muscles. He cleaved down with terrifying force, the terrifying airflow like a flood bursting its banks, or like a celestial river overflowing its banks!
There's no escaping it!
Alvin's first thought flashed through his mind.
Too fast! The speed of the Bloodthirster was completely beyond his reflexes.
Since there's no way to avoid it, he can only try another method. Sitting and waiting for death is not Alvin's habit. Even if the opponent is the invincible Bloodthirster, he will still fight with all his might!
A massive amount of Psychic Power was drawn from the Warp, and the instant the Skara axe cleaved down, Alvin clasped his hands together, his eyes once again gleaming with blood-red madness.
Psychic Impact!
His target wasn't Skara, but the falling iron axe!
The impact spread towards both sides, and under the violent shockwave, Alvin was thrown back as if he had been blasted by a cannonball, rolling away more than ten meters in a sorry state.
Using a self-destructive move, he once again dodged Skara's attack.
Seeing that a mere mortal had dodged a fatal blow twice, Skara was quite annoyed. Suddenly, she felt a slightly disappointed look from the "Blood God".
It disappointed the great Blood God!
As one of the most powerful Greater Daemon under Khorne's command, Skara's performance was so poor that it brought her to the extreme of anger!
"Mortal, I will offer your blood as the most sincere blessing to the Blood God!" Skara roared, striding forward with his two thick, powerful legs, like a mountain pressing down. The overwhelming killing intent poured down, even making Alvin feel suffocated for a moment.
In order to block Skara's attack, he had already drawn upon more than his limit of Psychic Power.
But misfortunes never come singly.
As Skara rapidly approached, just as Alvin prepared for a desperate counterattack, the backlash from the Warp appeared!
The power of the Warp pierced directly into his soul.
The pain was like being burned by flames, penetrating to the bone marrow, as if every inch of flesh and blood was being burned by the raging fire!
"Aaaaaah--!"
Alvin collapsed to the ground in agony, groaning in pain, unable even to think.
Yes, if you walk by the river often enough, you're bound to get your shoes wet.
Especially since he was already in Khorne's divine realm, and was also massively drawing upon the Psychic Power of the Warp, how could he possibly avoid trouble?
Deeply affected by the backlash from the Warp, Alvin was powerless to resist and could only watch helplessly as the Bloodthirster Skara raised his iron axe and swung it down with all his might.
He is not convinced!
On what grounds?
Wasn't Khorne supposed to prioritize fair decision-making?
Is this kind of duel fair in Khorne's eyes?
Alvin was filled with resentment and anger, which seemed to rush straight into the depths of his mind. His eyes seemed to be burning with blood-red flames!
"I refuse to accept this!!!"
But no matter how resentful he was, he couldn't stop Skara.
The iron axe fell with terrifying force, and Skara seemed to sense the "Blood God's " approval of him.
When!!!
Suddenly, a violent jolt pulled Skara back to reality from her reverie.
The iron axe was blocked, and not only that, another, even more powerful force forced it back more than ten steps.
To Skara's astonishment, it saw a stunningly beautiful woman beside the unconscious Alvin. She had long, wavy, light golden hair, and her seemingly delicate body contained a power that made its heart tremble.
"I am Skara, the Greater Daemon under the command of the Blood God!"
Skara seemed to realize that this was a formidable enemy. Gripping his iron axe in both hands, he stared at her warily. "Who are you?"
The woman, dressed in a somewhat tattered the Boys, drew a Knight Sword. Her cold eyes fixed on Skara, she proclaimed loudly, "I am the proof of the Emperor power, the angel who walks between the mortal realm and Chaos, wielding the Emperor's name. My name Winnie Winslet!"
The next moment, the Knight Sword, burning with golden flames, suddenly slashed out horizontally the instant Winnie took a step forward.
Sizzle--!!
Even the Greater Daemon Skara, blessed by Khorne, could not withstand the sword blade wreathed in golden flames.
The powerful Daemon's body was slashed with horrifying wounds by the golden flames, and the scorching golden flames caused the Bloodthirster to wail incessantly!
Winnie gripped the blade of her sword, which was burning with golden flames, and called out the name of the sacred Emperor. In her cold, beautiful eyes, there flowed the rage of the "Emperor".
At this moment, the blood-red figure perched atop the Brass Throne seemed to let out an angry roar.
But He couldn't stop it.
Winnie raised the sacred sword high and poured its burning golden flames onto the Heavenly Ladder Fortress!
Boom!!!
The towering golden flames, like an ocean, instantly ignited the entire fortress!
Countless Khorne's demonic armies wailed as their souls were utterly obliterated by the golden flames. The terrifying power caused the blood-red figure on the Brass Throne to angrily grab the giant axe beside the throne and hurl it toward Winnie's location, like a meteor streaking across the sky, carrying the wrath of the supreme god!
But just as the giant axe was about to hit the ground, Winnie took a step back, grabbed Alvin, and disappeared from this space.
The furious roars echoed throughout every corner of Khorne's kingdom!
Khorne, atop his Brass Throne, cast his furious gaze upon the Imperium, upon that cold, black sun!
To avoid any misunderstandings, let me explain: Living Saint are generally members of Adepta Sororitas, but there are exceptions. Furthermore, Living Saint are saints who were converted before their death and possess incredible divine powers, capable of resurrection.