Just as Lin Yun had anticipated, Tyrion might have a contingency from Khaine. If Lin Yun hacked Tyrion apart, Khaine might intervene.
Then again, Tyrion was at least a descendant of the First Phoenix King.
Although Lin Yun had somewhat forgotten why the Phoenix King was called the Phoenix King. Was it simply because of the Phoenix Flame, or because... the Phoenix King possessed some phoenix-like traits?
For example, resurrection.
Moreover, from Tyrion's somewhat unclear words just now, Lin Yun could roughly guess that killing Tyrion might require certain conditions.
Lin Yun had no doubts about that.
After all, Khorne's Chosen Champion needed to be beheaded, while Slaanesh's Chosen Champion required annihilating the conjoined twins. So if this Chosen Champion of Khaine had some special execution condition, Lin Yun was not curious in the slightest.
"D20+18+6+6+1+3+2=56, critical hit." "D20+18+6+6+1+3+2=53, critical hit confirmed."
"D20+18+6+6+1+3+2=46, miss."
As it turned out, sometimes the world really was this mystical. Lin Yun's displeasure seemed to have affected his attacks. As he reached Tyrion, the already bright-red Gogmao Blood Axe in his hand seemed to grow even more crimson.
Then he swung it straight at Tyrion's head.
Tyrion instinctively sensed the terror of the blow and slightly furrowed his brow. His body transformed into a mass of sunlight, seemingly preparing to evade the strike.
But it was useless. At that instant, the moment Tyrion temporarily transformed into an Elemental Creature, Lin Yun had already brought the axe down on his neck, cleaving it open.
In truth, at that very moment,
Lin Yun could see his dragon armor extending a mass of scales to block the axe.
Although they had blocked part of the force, the power that this Gogmao Blood Axe of Lin Yun's should have unleashed was still formidable.
"16D6+5D6+2D6+26+6+20+3=121." It blinked only once...
Although