Chapter 298 Trick

Style: Fantasy Author: MogdrogenWords: 2292Update Time: 24/02/20 10:28:25
Afterwards, he opened his eyes and found himself in the Chapter's former home, the Obsidian Fortress.

He had felt safe here.

But now it is filled with countless books that split the universe into pure logic and lock all the madness where it belongs, in crude pagan legends.

Suddenly, the books began to burn.

Soshyan could see the source of the flames burning here.

The endless rolling void lurks at the core of everything, and the eyes of dark power are filled with boiling malice.

Horrifying creatures leaped obscenely among the mountains of corpses, their horned heads and neighing goat-like faces distorted by the madness of the void.

The bloated monster, its body covered with maggots and filth, devoured the stars one by one.

The giant in brass armor lets out a never-ending war cry from its skull throne.

The soulless wizard sacrificed billions of lives in a silver palace made of lies.

Soshyan struggled to tear his eyes away from this crazy scene.

"I will not bend my knees to any dark power!"

While shouting, all illusions disappeared.

He fell into an icy maze, a maze made entirely of black rocks. There were only endless corners and forks. When he raised his head, he could only see the huge black obelisks with unmeasurable heights standing in the distance.

But no matter how he ran and wandered, he still couldn't get out, and in the end he almost went crazy.

"Where is this place!!! Who will answer me!!!"

For the first time, Soshyan felt that he was about to collapse. He would rather face those evil forces.

"You shouldn't be here yet."

Suddenly, an old and withered hand gently placed on his shoulder. Soshiyang turned around sharply, and in a daze he only caught a glimpse of a golden scepter and the eagle emblem——

"ah--"

The huge altar came back to him in an instant, and the air was filled with the smell of incense.

He gasped, his heart pounding wildly in his chest - the effort to push what he saw out of his mind made him sick.

When he raised his head, he found that everyone was looking at him.

"What's wrong--"

At this time, he smelled blood.

Looking down, I found that the thing that was originally floating on the pit was now a pile of broken corpses scattered at the bottom of the pit.

"yes……"

"Brother, were you... angry just now?"

Gorgri stepped forward.

"I?"

"Uh... you don't remember? Five seconds ago, that thing suddenly and inexplicably flew in front of you, and then you grabbed him and removed every bone in him."

"this."

Soshyan glanced at his hands and found that they were covered with thick liquid, and there were some pieces of meat and bones between the knuckles.

"That thing screamed so loudly when it died."

Although he didn't know the specific details, Soshiyang had a vague idea in his mind, but now was not the time to study it in detail. Their task had not been completed yet.

"Judge, what should we do now?"

Marcus watched as Soshyan slaughtered the demon.

He couldn't feel any psychic fluctuations, which meant that the Chapter Master in front of him had torn a demon alive, which broke through his understanding of the power of Space Marines.

But in addition, when Soshyan was killing demons, he also had an inexplicable headache and nausea, so he immediately hid far away.

He had only experienced this feeling with the Untouchables, but a Space Marine—

"Of course destroyed."

Marcus ran all the way up the stairs. At this time, the feeling of rejection disappeared again.

This made him wonder if there was something wrong with his senses.

"Did you bring the melta bomb?"

"Bring it."

At Golgri's command, two Soul Drinker warriors stepped forward and took off two melta bombs from their backpacks.

"etc."

Suddenly, Soshyan interrupted the installation of the melta bomb.

He felt a surge of power, but not here.

Walking to the edge of the altar, he looked towards the north of the altar, and vaguely saw some flashes of light and the surging subspace wave.

"We were lied to..."

"What?"

Marcus asked in surprise.

"This altar is fake, the real altar is over there."

Looking in the direction of Soshyan's finger, Marcus could only see darkness, but when he used his psychic power, he immediately lifted the veil of disguise.

An identical pyramid stood five hundred meters away. The top of the pyramid was really the source of subspace waves, and a deep purple crack was slowly opening.

"Oops!! Hurry!"

After realizing that they had been fooled, everyone immediately moved to the battlefield.

The Space Marines raced down from the pyramid, heading straight for their true target a few hundred meters away—the veil of psychic camouflage breaking as they approached.

Countless Slaanesh banshees and daemons gathered beneath the pyramid, screaming and singing as the Space Marines approached.

In an instant, the art of war was replaced by simple killing and brutal strife.

The Space Marines shot and charged into the demon horde, swinging their swords and cutting off the evil tentacles.

Soshyan's eyes were drawn to the top of the pyramid, where there was a looming figure in the bright ball of light that was constantly twisting and changing, surrounded by sharp sound waves.

"attack!"

Gorgori shouted, charging as the spearhead of the attack, with the honor guard beside him serving as the blade of the spear.

Soshyan ignored the strange figure and launched an attack in coordination with Golgri, leading the Astral Knights to attack and block any enemies who wanted to surround him.

Farzad, as always, was at the forefront to prove his strength.

He swung his ax from side to side, for there was no skill required to slay these enemies, only a strong arm and the determination to win.

Marcus and his followers were always in the middle of the team. They were very vulnerable on such a battlefield, but they were not so fragile that they needed the protection of the Space Marines.

The Inquisitor continued to focus his spiritual energy into sharp arrows and lightning to attack those who came close, while Chandler and Verne followed with rifles, and Malthus waited for the opportunity to eliminate those monsters that wanted to sneak attack.

Although they are mortals, they are also fearless at this time.

Soon, relying on the crushing advantage of the Terminator, Soshyan climbed to the first level of the pyramid, fighting his way through groups of demons and climbing upwards.

He glanced towards the top of the tower and saw a demon with slender limbs in the gaps of lightning.

It has gel-like skin, a body that is both male and female, a face that is both ugly and beautiful, its recurved legs look like some kind of insect, its body is covered with gorgeous jewelry, and its long flowing hair is flying wildly around. The almost transparent silk robe twitched like the tentacles of some deep sea monster.

Waving.