Draigo

In the Chaos Warp, in eternal darkness, only Chaos energy surged into waves of blood.

"Hahahaha, that's exhilarating, truly exhilarating!"

An old man with a bald head and white beard, leaning on a blood-stained Power Sword, suddenly crawled up from the mountain of demon corpses!

He looked up and let out a loud laugh that shook the very heavens.

The sound reached its peak.

Even the surrounding Chaos mist was trembling.

Beneath my feet lay layers upon layers of shapeless, mangled remains of demons.

Thick, black Warp slurry dripped continuously from the blade of the Power Sword.

Upon landing in the void, it instantly evaporated into specks of Psionic Energy.

Fleeting.

He broke through the encirclement once again!

Even if these Chaos creations were chopped into mincemeat.

Eventually, after a long period of time, it will reshape its form in some corner of the Warp.

But so what?

The elderly have plenty of time!

In this Chaos realm, unbound by the laws of time and space.

Time is nothing but the cheapest illusion.

He can swing his sword again and again.

Slaughter after slaughter.

Until the end of the universe.

Until Chaos is completely annihilated!

He is Kaldor Diego!

The one who personally cut open the chest of the traitor Primarch, Mortarion.

The legend that has the supreme title of the previous Grey Knights's Supreme Grand Master engraved on his heart!

The most powerful Grey Knights in the Imperium of Man.

It even uses its own soul as a vessel.

The sole guardian bearing the fragments of Magnus's soul!

Diego was laughing loudly at that moment.

He wiped the filth from his face with the back of his hand, which was stained with the demon's blood.

The hum of the Power Sword in his hand gradually subsided.

Yet it still radiates a holy glow that makes Chaos retreat.

Yet another demon fell to his sword!

Once again.

He addressed the Emperor, who was far away in Terra.

He proved his unwavering loyalty and unparalleled bravery!

The evil winds of the Warp carried seductive Whisper of Chaos.

It swept wildly past his gray armor.

But the Emperor's Sacred Sigil on the chest of that armor.

Yet it lies amidst endless filth.

It still shines with an undying holy light.

Like the only lighthouse in the darkness!

Just then...

A voice, soft and alluring enough to melt steel, exploded in the void without warning.

The voice carried the Slaanesh, like an invisible thread trying to burrow into the depths of Diego's soul.

It shattered his will completely.

"The long period of time hasn't worn down your will; instead, it's made you more and more obsessive?"

The voice was filled with sarcasm.

"What's the point of a life that involves repeatedly killing demons, waiting for them to resurrect, and then repeatedly wielding the sword?"

Before he could finish speaking...

A Slaaneshi Daemon strode along with six slender, long legs.

They slowly emerged from the mist of the Warp.

Her upper body was an impeccably beautiful figure, her skin as smooth and lustrous as the finest pearls, and her hair was entwined with flowing pink Psionic Energy bands.

Every sway exudes a deadly allure, but unfortunately, those six long, segmented legs beneath her are a different story.

Diego's brows furrowed instantly.

A flash of undisguised disgust crossed his eyes.

"Join the Slaanesh."

The demon's voice possessed a seductive power.

It seems to directly stir up desires deep within the soul.

"At least here, you can experience entirely new sensory pleasures, ultimate Pleasure, and eternal immersion."

That's a bliss you can never reach in endless slaughter!

Diego's lips curled into an extremely cold smile.

His eyes flashed with murderous intent!

He has already made up his mind.

First, cut off all six legs of this thing.

Make it unable to move.

Then peel off its entire skin.

Create your own battle flag!

More importantly...

He wanted to devour the other person's heart with his own teeth!

In the endless ages of the Warp.

He has never eaten a single "normal" food.

It is precisely by devouring the flesh and blood of demons.

Absorb the Psionic Energy within them.

He had survived ten thousand years of exile.

They survived one life-or-death crisis after another!

"Boring."

Diego's voice was hoarse but firm.

Like ancient, cold iron, it remained unshaken.

As he finished speaking...

The Psionic Energy runes on his gray armor instantly lit up with a dazzling, ghostly blue light.

The Sanctification Power surged forth!

How could you say such a thing? Slaying demons for the Emperor is the sole purpose of my life!

"You mere demon, you are not worthy to doubt my loyalty!"

He took a step forward.

It seemed slow, yet it felt as if it had traversed time and space.

The Chaos energy of the Warp surged wildly around him.

Yet it was as if they had encountered their natural enemy.

They dispersed automatically.

They dared not approach in the slightest!

It was as if even Chaos itself feared the purest and most holy light within this body!

"Your corrupting power is too weak."

Your seductive techniques don't interest me at all.

Diego's voice was full of disdain.

"Your only purpose is to let me taste your fresh heart, after all, the heart of the Slaaneshi Daemon."

But it's the most 'delicious' delicacy in the Warp!

The smile on Slaaneshi Daemon's face froze instantly.

For the first time, a hint of panic flashed in his eyes.

It is a newly born demon.

I have never seen such a powerful being.

They also had no idea of the true strength of the gray-armored old man before them.

But from the extremely chilling aura emanating from the other party...

It still instinctively felt a fear that went deep into its bones!

There was no time to think.

It suddenly raised its two arms, which had turned into bone sickles.

Pink, corrupting light shimmered on the sharp scythe blade.

It possessed a power that could tear everything apart.

Prepare for the moment Diego gets close.

Split his body into pieces!

But the next second...

It was completely stunned!

That bald old man.

I don't know when, but we've already arrived behind it.

The Power Sword in his hand had already been sheathed again.

It's as if it was never drawn!

And at the neck of the Slaaneshi Daemon.

A thin Psionic Energy slash was spreading rapidly.

Pink blood slowly seeped out.

"Weak."

Diego let out a bored sigh.

His voice was full of disappointment.

"Too weak."

This level of Slaaneshi Daemon.

He has killed countless hundreds and thousands!

However, it uses Psionic Energy to accelerate its own speed.

Then, use sanctified Psionic Energy to enhance the Power Sword's slashes.

It can then easily split the neck horizontally.

Clean and efficient.

Without any hesitation or delay!

The laws of the Warp have no effect on him.

The use of Psionic Energy has long since reached the pinnacle that mortals can achieve.

It even surpassed the peak!

"The Emperor."

Diego knelt on one knee.

His palms were pressed firmly against the Emperor's Sacred Sigil on his chest.

Blue Psionic Energy swirled around him, forming a holy halo that completely isolated him from Chaos.

"I have once again proven my loyalty to you; I will slay demons for you for all eternity, until my soul is utterly destroyed!"

His voice carried a hint of barely perceptible fatigue.

"I just don't know... when I'll be able to get this fragment of the soul."

Passed on to the Supreme Grand Master of the Grey Knights...