Extraction Shooters Are Huge! But It's Warhammer 40K!
Chapter 640

Grafting

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The banquet hall was littered with the severed limbs of nobles, arms and legs flying everywhere, entrails spilling across the floor.

These nobles were all ordinary humans. Against Li Qinwu at the level of an Astartes, they could only await slaughter.

Every noble had been drained of blood, leaving behind corpses frozen in terrified death grimaces.

Li Qinwu charged forward and split the last noble still standing in two with a single slash.

He was covered in blood, with fragments of internal organs stuck to his clothes. Murderous fury soared from him, making him look as though he had crawled out of a pool of blood!

"Ah... ah... ah..."

Duke Yote had been scared out of his wits. He collapsed into a corner against the wall, constantly shrinking backward, his eyes filled with tears.

"M-My lord!! Why are you doing this?! Why are you doing this?!

I am loyal to the God-Emperor, loyal to you! I would even be your dog! Why do you want to kill me?!"

Li Qinwu wiped the blood from his face, raised his head at a forty-five-degree angle, and sighed.

"Yote, it wasn't me who ruined you. It was these troubled times!

For the sake of our past friendship, I'll give you a quick death!"

With that, without waiting for Yote to speak, he hurled the Power Sword in his hand.

With a swish, the sword point pierced Yote's brow, pinning his body firmly to the metal wall of the hall.

The fat man went limp all over and died cleanly.

With that, every noble faction on the entire planet had been wiped out!

The dining hall doors opened, and Catwoman Nova walked in. The moment she saw the corpses filling the hall, her fur stood

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