"For Biel-Tan!!"
"Kill these sick freaks!!"
Hundreds of thousands of golden spirits surged into the sky like a tsunami, charging into Slaanesh's daemonic tide.
Vyll Sla's once-alluring face finally twisted beyond recognition.
"That's... cheating!!!"
Liu Zhipeng drew his greatsword and pointed it at the Greater Daemon in the sky.
"Now."
"It's time to gang up on them."
A Spirit Bishop clad in ancient-style armor led the charge. His Psychic Spear plunged straight through a Seeker's chest, and golden flames spread along it, burning the daemon and its mount to ash.
"This feeling... this power..." The Spirit Bishop looked at his hands and let out an exhilarated howl. "I feel like I'm alive! No, stronger than when I was alive!"
"Stop standing around marveling! On the left! A Titan's coming!"
Liu Zhipeng's voice rang out in the minds of every spirit.
He was striding resolutely straight toward the largest Chaos Knight Titan.
The Titan stood over twenty meters tall, twice Liu Zhipeng's current height. Its armor was draped in victims' flayed skins and skulls that still screamed, while the Melta Cannon in its hand radiated lethal heat.
"For the Dark Prince! Kneel!!" The pilot's frenzied roar blasted from the Titan's speakers.
The enormous Chainsword roared as it came slashing down at Liu Zhipeng's head.
"Kneel, my ass!"
The next instant, everyone heard a deafening clang.
The Chainsword, powerful enough to slice through a warship's armor, was caught fast between Liu Zhipeng's massive hands, which burned with golden magma.
Its rapidly spinning teeth tore frantically at his palms, showering sparks everywhere, but apart from snapping off a few teeth, it failed to cut even his skin!
"That's it?"
A mocking expression spread across Liu Zhipeng's huge metal face.
"If that's all the strength you've got, you might as well report to the