Vashtor: What Is Credit, Anyway?

A single sentence from the evil Chaos Creator plunged the Lion King's heart into despair.

He then realized what the "Burning Forest" he had seen in his dream a few days earlier truly meant.

The burning forest doesn't allude to the crisis at "Stone Fortress," but rather... Alvin!

"Your target... is Alvin?!" A chilling glint flashed in the aged lion's eyes, and the surrounding air seemed shrouded in a cold, viscous killing intent, filled with unstable Warp Psychic Power.

Through the barriers of the Materium, carrying the malice flowing in the High Heavens, mixed and blended with astonishing grandeur!

Suddenly, in this ancient prayer hall, a vibrant, lush green foliage spread out from the Lion King at its center.

Ancient vines grow, forming a strange and mysterious "domain" with the vigorous ancient trees.

This bizarre scene caused Daemon Prince Belak's expression to change slightly, and he gripped his blood-red battle blade tighter.

This is the Khorne that Khorne forged using the blood and souls of hundreds of living beings as a foundation when he Ascend to Daemonhood. He watched the "Primarch" in front of him warily, not daring to be careless in the slightest!

But in that instant, the vines that covered the prayer hall suddenly seemed to come to life and rushed up like madmen!

Prince Belak, the Daemon Prince, naturally knew that these "vines" and "forests" were related to the Primarch.

Not daring to be careless in the slightest, he suddenly swung his blood-red battle blade, which, carrying the sharp blade energy of the child, shredded the vines that surged towards him like a tide.

The Lion King stared at them with furious eyes, sneered a few times, and then slowly retreated, his figure gradually disappearing into the forest.

"No, he's trying to escape! We must get him out of here!" Daemon Prince Belak's pupils constricted. Ignoring the Dark Angels around him, he dragged his massive blood-red battle blade, his wings flapping as if a blood-red storm was howling, and he transformed into a savage figure, lunging at the Lion King.

When!

The Lion King raised his sword to parry.

The clash between the battle blade and the Lion Sword contained two extreme Psychic Power, instantly cleaving the ancient stone bricks around them with grooves!

The Lion King, having been stopped, lost his temper and charged forward, grabbing his shield.

The Daemon Prince's massive body was actually forced back several steps by the impact. Before Belak could regain his footing, several shots of intensely hot plasma exploded directly onto his body, creating clouds of blood mist!

The excruciating pain caused Belak to scream in agony, but before him, a fierce sword light cascaded down like a waterfall, creating a chilling river of light!

He hurriedly raised his sword to block, and although he managed to block the Lion King's furious attack, this seemingly old "man" was surprisingly strong, even causing his arms to tremble. Meanwhile, those damned Dark Angels seized the opportunity to launch a frenzied sneak attack from the shadows.

"Vashtor, aren't you going to help?!" He couldn't help but shout urgently to the Chaos Creator standing to the side.

Seeing the Lion King's fierce attack, the collaborator, the Chaos Creator, simply watched the show with a cold smile, showing no intention of offering any assistance.

"What are you waiting for, Vashtor?!" Daemon Prince Belak's tone was filled with intense displeasure.

He roared, half furious and half horrified, his already ferocious and terrifying face now ashen and dripping with water, his bloodshot gaze fixed on the Chaos Creator with a vicious and malevolent look.

"Don't rush, let me rest a bit."

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The Chaos Creator, however, remained unfazed, showing no fear of the Lion King. A cold smile appeared on his face as he uttered sarcastic remarks, "You Belak Khorne, the Daemon Prince under Khorne. Why would you need my help to deal with a Primarch?"

"Vashtor!" Belak was horrified. He was about to speak when the Lion King struck him on the forehead with his sword, nearly killing him.

They had to concentrate on dealing with the situation, but the Chaos Warriors around them showed no intention of helping. They even made way for the Lion King, as if they wanted to watch them duel.

The problem is, the Primarch Dark Angels doesn't adhere to the idea of a "one-on-one" fight.

Bombs, Melta, plasma, lasers... they used whatever they could find, slapping it all on the face!

One Lion King is already difficult to deal with, let alone so many Dark Angels?

In an instant, the Daemon Prince Belak was beaten so badly he fled in terror, unable to contain his rage as he roared at the Chaos Creator: "Vashtor! I came to help you, don't forget our cooperation! Once he's dealt with me, your plans will be over!"

The Lion King, who was launching a fierce attack, was pleased upon hearing this and immediately retreated a few steps, looking warily at Vashtor.

He hadn't forgotten that his enemy was also a Chaos Creator.

You don't need to worry about me.

However, the Chaos Creator smiled broadly, "To be honest, I only want something, but what they want is more than just something, after all, the summoning ritual of Dragon Forest Star..."

"Vashtor!!!"

The Daemon Prince Belak's voice was shrill, as if countless souls were wailing, forcibly interrupting the Chaos Creator.

He was truly enraged. Without hesitation, he swung his blood-red broadsword, which whistled through the air, at the "talkative" Vashtor.

When!

Vashtor's six metallic wings closed, easily blocking the Daemon Prince's attack.

But the immense force caused Vashtor to lose his balance and fly backward.

With blade-like metallic wings unfurled, the Chaos Creator landed smoothly with the help of the airflow. Unperturbed, even with a hint of mockery on his face, he said, "What? You're allowed to use me, but I'm not allowed to use you?"

It turns out that he had seen through Khorne's intentions long ago, and his agreement to cooperate was just a pretense.

As for being nearly expelled by the Lion King, that was also a staged performance.

The goal was to force the Daemon Prince, Belak, who was hiding in the shadows, onto the "table."

"What exactly are you trying to do, Vashtor!" At this moment, even the Daemon Prince Belak realized that this bastard was clearly doing it on purpose.

"What are you doing? Hehehe..."

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The Chaos Creator let out a few chilling laughs, then turned his gaze to the Lion King, saying meaningfully, "My goal from beginning to end has always been the 'key' hidden behind that door, so now you have two choices... Your Foremost Primarch."

"Explain."

The Lion King remained expressionless, intending to see what tricks this Chaos Creator was up to.

"Either you continue to block our way here, but the people of Dragon Forest Star... will be in trouble."

The Chaos Creator grinned, his expression sinister, and said, "Either you join forces with me to Forerunner the Daemon Prince Belak, then you go to rescue your people, and I'll go retrieve my things... We won't hold each other back. What do you think of my suggestion?"

The Daemon Prince, Belak, his face contorted in rage, couldn't help but shout, "Vashtor, you untrustworthy bastard!"

"Credit?"

However, the Chaos Creator revealed a mocking expression. "You're talking to me about keeping your word? When has Chaos ever kept its word? Besides, don't think I don't know that those four were secretly... conspiring to harm me!"