It turned out that.
Although it was Lion's first time serving as Warmaster, he would never drop the ball at a critical moment—as long as his wishes had already been fulfilled.
Lion believed Guilliman should not have grabbed the Emperor's Sword and rushed down to help Qin Mo. He was absolutely right.
Because the battle on the ground had already reached an extreme stage.
"Seventy-second!"
As a Bloodthirster charged straight at him, Qin Mo raised his hand and cleaved off its head with a single stroke. This attack, which completely ignored defense, also resulted in the Bloodthirster landing a solid axe blow on his armor.
Cracks had already appeared in the gorget around his armor's neck. It was not that the people of the Tyran Sector lacked faith; the gorget had simply endured too much punishment and could no longer hold on by itself.
Every time Qin Mo killed a Greater Demon, he complained about why these damned servants of Khorne loved chopping at heads so much.
As the five Bloodthirster corpses fell to their knees, the unreal forces composing them were gradually shredded and absorbed. Qin Mo felt invigorated and comfortable at that moment. The exhaustion from the previous battle vanished completely, and the energy he had been unable to draw upon within the Eye of Terror was restored as well.
After driving back the surging demons with an impact powerful enough to tear an entire mountain range off Brumm, Qin Mo stepped onto a gigantic rock thrown upward by the shockwave and surveyed the battlefield.
The fighting within Skull Fortress remained the same, with both sides locked in a tug-of-war inside the fortress.
The Custodian, Scholar, and the other Thunder Warriors who had descended with them were already far from their leader. Fortunately, Qin Mo had previously shattered