A Bloody Arena to Delight a Certain Someone!

Daemon Weapon are not something you can just find anywhere.

It could even be said that in the Warhammer Universe, every being who possesses a "Daemon Artifact" has, without exception, been a key target of the "Four Gods," and even a "hero" whom they hoped Corruption after their death!

Each of these "Daemon Artifact" imprisons the essence of an immortal being!

These creatures are essentially "Daemon" from the Warp. After being thrown into the Soul Furnace, they are given unique "authorities" and are ultimately forged into artifacts by either the "Four Gods" or lesser gods!

Of course, even among Daemon Weapon, there are different levels.

For example, the "Spear of Hell" wielded by Harken was a "Daemon Artifact" bestowed upon him by Warmaster Abaddon when he fell into Chaos!

However, what truly shocked this Lord of Hell was not Alvin's possession of the "Daemon Artifact".

In fact, although Daemon Artifact are very rare, there are still tens of thousands of Daemon Artifacts in the Materium.

However, with the passing of their master, few people know where those powerful "Daemon Artifact" were lost.

Harken was not unfamiliar with the precedent of humans possessing "Daemon Weapon".

He once conquered countless planets for the Black Legion, and among them were several human Inquisitor who used Daemon Weapon.

But the problem is, Alvin is different!

It was distinctly different from any "Daemon Artifact" he had ever seen before!

The giant axe, shrouded in a thick aura of Blood Qi, released a faint the Veil, like a blood-red tent, completely isolating them from the outside world!

The inside and outside seemed to have become two completely different worlds!

Chaos Raptors Space Marine outside that touch this "blood-red curtain" will be instantly ignited and reduced to skeletons.

In other words, the Blood God bestowed upon Alvin the honor and valor of a duel!

From this moment on, he, the Haarken Worldclaimer, and Alvin are in an arena where no one can interfere, a place of absolute fairness and justice. The two must fight to the death until one of them is defeated!

That's why Haarken Worldclaimer, was able to be identified.

The "Daemon Artifact" that Alvin possesses was undoubtedly forged by the "Blood God" himself.

Among them, it must be the highest-level "Daemon Artifact" forged by fusing and binding the life essence of more than one powerful Daemon!

"Kill this Daemon Artifact, and it will be mine!"

Twisted emotions, jealousy, and hatred filled the mind of Haarken Worldclaimer.

His gaze fell upon the massive axe, wreathed in Blood Qi, and he cast a greedy, crazed look into it. "Very well, I will cut off your head to prove to the great 'Blood God' who truly deserves to possess this 'divine weapon'!"

Even a Hell lord would find it hard not to be tempted by a top-tier "Daemon Artifact".

And this is exactly the situation that Khorne, who worships glory and thirsts for blood, hopes to see!

He doesn't care who wins, and he doesn't favor either side!

If it can bring Him pleasure through blood and glory, then everything is worthwhile.

Alvin was well aware of the "Blood God's" thoughts.

However, from the moment he formulated the plan, he had already made up his mind that if he wanted to save Celerus, or rather, rescue Elsa, he was determined to take a gamble and use his life as the stake!

Now, a bloody and cruel stage has been set up for them.

To be honest...

From the perspective of a normal mortal, the appearance of the Chaos Raptors Lord, Haarken Worldclaimer, absolutely fits the definition of "Daemon".

He carried a heavy Power Pack that resembled two turbines, decorated with "skulls" symbolizing slaughter and glory, pierced by pure gold spikes. His black armor was distorted and warped from years of being in Warp!

His extremely ugly face was covered by an iron breathing mask that resembled a prison bar.

Those bloodthirsty, crimson eyes emanated a chilling killing intent through the mask and goggles. With extremely heavy steps, as if carrying overwhelming malice, the entire space seemed to be compressed in an instant, transforming into a raging tsunami that swept over everything!

Is this the Chaos Lord?!

Feeling that terrifying aura, it was as if I were standing amidst mountains of corpses and seas of blood!

Alvin had no doubt that this Chaos Lord could shatter the psychological defenses of the well-trained Astra Militarum with just a glance.

He strained his lungs with all his might, trying to draw in every last bit of air.

Calm!

We must stay calm!

Absolutely do not panic, and even more so, do not be afraid!

As if sensing its master's emotions, the giant axe, which was wrapped in a thick aura of Blood Qi, began to tremble slightly!

Just then, the Haarken Worldclaimer suddenly moved, the ground beneath his feet cracked open, and with a deafening roar, he came crashing down like a tank.

Alvin's reaction was already quite fast, but he was still a step too slow.

Swish!

The Hell Spear shot through the air, aiming straight for his face!

In a matter of milliseconds, Alvin gripped his giant axe with both hands, exerted all his brute force, and fearlessly swung the axe at Haarken Worldclaimer.

Trading injury for injury?

No, judging from the point where the giant axe landed, his goal was to trade injury for life!

Harken, having seen through Alvin's intentions, revealed a cold smile, withdrew his spear, and dodged the giant axe that came crashing down at his face.

Then, before Alvin could retract his giant axe, he suddenly stomped on the axe blade.

The immense force nearly bent Alvin's back, causing him to stagger slightly. The Haarken Worldclaimer seized the opening, his right hand adorned with a finely crafted power claw that gleamed with a chilling light, and suddenly lunged at Alvin's chest!

Oh no, we've been tricked!

Alvin immediately sensed the danger and, disregarding his pride, rolled away to avoid it.

He was already very fast, but he was still a little slow. If it weren't for the protection of the Sky-Shaking Unicron Armor, he probably would have died just now!

However, even the Sky-Shaking Unicron Armor couldn't withstand those power claw!

Alvin's chest was instantly slashed with three gruesome wounds by sharp claws, which even reached the skin underneath!

"You've really disappointed me. Is this all you're capable of?"

Haarken Worldclaimer, did not pursue. Watching Alvin create distance, a mocking expression appeared on his face as he sneered, "The instant we exchanged blows, you should have realized just how vast the difference in our strength was, right?"

Alvin remained silent, touching the wound on his body, his expression becoming more solemn.

As Haarken Worldclaimer, said, the gap between them is huge!

Whether in terms of physical condition or combat experience, the two sides are almost completely on different levels.

"As expected, in the end, we still have to take the gamble."

Amidst a flurry of thoughts, Alvin seemed to have finally made up his mind. Looking at Haarken Worldclaimer, he beckoned with his finger. "You talk too much nonsense. Is the Blood God here to give you this nonsense? If you've got the guts, come and kill me!"

"Very good, I like stubborn enemies."

Facing the humans who remained oblivious to his fate and continued to provoke him, Haarken Worldclaimer's expression suddenly darkened. "I declare that you will be impaled by my spear!"