Harken: Am I Part of Your Two-Person Play?

The first blessing is for the "Blood God's Face"!

The mind of the recipient is forcibly instilled with a thirst for slaughter, making their anger endless and constantly accumulating in the fierce battles until it completely erupts!

As a member of the Chaos Daemon Army and an elite general under the Warmaster, what kind of situation hadn't he seen?

Sorry, this is a scene that Haarken Worldclaimer, has never seen before!

First, the highest-level "Daemon Artifact" was already outrageous, and then "Khorne" personally forged it into shape.

That goes without saying. The key point is that after being pierced through the chest by a spear, he was still able to act as if nothing had happened. Relying on the "blessing," he cleaved the Hell Spear in two with an axe, and then exchanged hundreds of punches with him, still full of energy. This is truly extremely rare!

Those who receive this kind of treatment are almost all chosen ones preordained by Khorne!

Haarken Worldclaimer, seemed to suddenly understand. His gaze towards Alvin held less hostility and more complexity.

Considering the various "miracles" that happened to Alvin, he was almost certain.

Without a doubt, this guy is the chosen one of "Khorne," there is no other possibility. Now all that is lacking is the final "trial"!

Barring any unforeseen circumstances, Haarken Worldclaimer believes he has been outmaneuvered by Khorne.

He was just one link in this guy's "trial"!

In other words, he, the mighty Haarken Worldclaimer, the vanguard of the Black Legion, and the Lord of Chaos Raptors, has somehow become a part of the "Khorne" and "Chosen One" play!

What a disgrace!

Several veins suddenly bulged on the bald head of the Haarken Worldclaimer.

Why did it turn out like this?!

He couldn't understand; he was clearly the one in Chaos, while the other side was a die-hard Imperium loyalist!

As a result, the Warp deity he worshipped openly took sides, and Harken was immediately overwhelmed with a rather complicated feeling.

There's a saying that goes something like this?

"We were ready to fight to the death, why did Your Majesty surrender first..." This sentence perfectly captured the complex emotions in the heart of the Haarken Worldclaimer.

But now it's too late for regrets.

Once you've entered the "Blood God's" arena, how can you leave so easily if you don't please that old man?

"I will prove to the Blood God that He was wrong!" Haarken Worldclaimer gripped the remaining half of the Hell Spear tightly.

This is the only way: to fully display one's bravery under the watchful eye of the "Blood God".

Only in this way can we possibly emerge from this "trial"!

We can't just sit here and wait to die; we must find a weakness!

Haarken Worldclaimer calculated in his mind; after all, he was an educated Space Marine!

In an instant, a sinister plan surfaced in his mind. Harken no longer hesitated; he knew that dragging things out any longer would only make things worse for him!

The Power Armor provided assistance, with turbine-like fans spinning, causing Harken's speed to surge dramatically!

To onlookers, he appeared as a fleeting shadow, suddenly darting toward Alvin.

But now, Alvin can clearly see every move the Star-taker.

The next moment, he gripped the hilt of the knife with both hands and slashed upwards. The slender blade, as thin as a seedling, suddenly unleashed a massive wave of crimson flames!

That terrifying wave of blood-red flames forcefully halted the Star-taker's advance!

Completely unable to approach the high temperature contained within the blood flames, it seemed to want to ignite the entire air, and a boiling wave of air rushed towards us!

Harken was forced to take several steps back, and alarm bells immediately went off in his head.

In his hasty glance upwards, he was startled to see a figure suddenly step out from within the crimson aura. The slender blade, as thin as a seedling, spun horizontally, suddenly drawing a streak of blood-red cold light, like a desolate waning moon!

Sizzle!

The sturdy armor was cleaved in two with a single blow!

Harken broke out in a cold sweat. If he hadn't retreated in time, that knife strike would have cut him in half!

"Hey, why aren't you saying anything?" Holding the slender blade of his sword, which dragged on the ground, Alvin walked slowly and steadily toward Harken without uttering a word. His face, twisted by blood and flames like a brass mask, revealed a cruel coldness. "This isn't like you. Weren't you going to chop off my head and stick it on your back as an ornament?"

Harken, who had narrowly escaped death, was breathing heavily, but his eyes showed a hint of horror and fear!

To his surprise, he saw Alvin's figure suddenly disappear, leaving behind a trail of blood-red light, like a huge arc of light, stretching across the sky!

Are you coming again?

Harken used the broken half of the Hell Spear, barely managing to block in front of him.

When!

Intense sparks erupted during the collision, and the immense force caused half of Harken's foot to sink directly into the ground.

The power emanating from the blade shocked him for the first time; it felt as if he were not facing a human, but a "Dreadnought" machine!

Harken's arms were numb from the shock, but his gaze fell on Alvin's arms.

Good heavens! His muscles were bulging, almost reaching the limits of human strength, and his twisted blood vessels and veins bulged out, like a giant dragon wrapped around a steel pillar, undulating exaggeratedly and ferociously!

"The Hand of Khorne?!"

No wonder this guy's strength suddenly increased!

Harken was shocked and almost swore out loud.

The second Holy Bestowal is the "Hand of Khorne"!

As hard as steel, it is a tool of Khorne, slaughtering every living soul.

"Hahahaha, you lost!" Haarken Worldclaimer, his eyes flashing with a ferocious, bloodthirsty light, used all his strength to press down on the slender, seedling-like blade. Suddenly, he extended his right-hand power claw, his face filled with wild joy. "Didn't expect that, did you? This was my plan!"

Finally, Haarken Worldclaimer, seized the opportunity and revealed the deadly move hidden in his right hand!

Those meticulously crafted power claw suddenly burst into intense flames!

Boom!

In the firelight, Alvin's pupils suddenly contracted sharply!

It turns out that heavy explosive bolts were specially installed in Harken's power claw as a surprise killing move!

In countless battles of the past, Harken had won victories using this very move.

A one-inch bomb, tearing through the air in the blink of an eye!

At such close range, the speed of the explosive bomb would be too great for even Space Marine to react to, let alone a human.

Moreover, to ensure a hit, Harken specifically reserved the time when he was in close combat with Alvin, aiming for his head before firing!

But just when Harken thought Alvin's head was going to be blown off, something amazing happened!

At a distance of less than half a meter, the explosive bullet fired from the power claw seemed to be pulled by some force, drawing a strange arc in the air, grazing Alvin's face, and flying straight away!

"Bullets circling around?!"

Haarken Worldclaimer, ripped off his mask, revealing a look of shock and rage.

Even if it's about taking sides, shouldn't there be a limit?

It turned out that the outer layer of Alvin's "Sky-Shaking Unicron" armor was covered with a thick, viscous layer of blood!

It exuded a nauseating, deep, and pungent Blood Qi!

The third Holy Bestowal is "bullet-evading"!

The armor praised by Khorne will greatly reduce the probability of being hit by a bullet.

It's called probability, but in reality, it all depends on "Khorne's " preferences. Depending on the level of importance attached to it, some people are just following the true probability, while others are truly cheating!

No, this can't go on!

Harken's face turned extremely ugly; he finally understood.

What are you talking about, this arena? What are you talking about, fairness and impartiality? The referee has already started openly and blatantly taking sides!

He came to win honor for Warmaster Abaddon, not to be part of the "Khorne" and "Chosen One" play!

Thinking about this, Harken was already considering giving up.

What Chosen of the Gods?

What trial?

Get out of here, all of you! Let whoever wants to come do it!

He, Haarken Worldclaimer, the Chaos Lord, is outraged!

Harken, who had already decided to quit, suddenly had a brilliant idea!