The chanter grabbed hold of Soshyan, who laughed wildly and tried to peel off the Space Marine's helmet with his claws.
It wants to expose a secret and enjoys the process.
"No------"
Suddenly, the most terrifying scream resounded through the chanting hall, and it turned its head to the direction where the cathedral once stood, where its life gate was, and it thought it would be foolproof——
Pain erupted from the depths of the demon's soul, and a blazing new star cut it open from the inside out, leaving only endless pain.
It failed.
Seizing the opportunity when the demon was stagnant due to pain, Soshiyang regained control of his body and raised his right foot to kick, directly hitting the side of the chanter.
The smooth flesh immediately broke into pieces, and the tall demon was kicked sideways as he entered. He didn't stop until he hit a pillar.
"You're getting weaker."
Seeing that after the opponent stabilized his body, his limbs were trembling and his wounds were covered with a thick layer of frost, Soshyan realized that this demon was much weaker than before.
It was beginning to be seriously affected by the gray marrow.
"I haven't lost yet!!!"
The demon screamed in pain again and pounced towards Soshyan.
The air is burning with bloodlust, and the warp storm is filled with twisting lightning, but under the suppression of Gray Marrow, the storm is calming down.
Facing the enemy's trapped beast, Soshyan struggled to parry.
The battle halberd and the crab claws collided, making a loud roar and bursting into flames.
"Oops……"
But what Soshyan didn't expect was that his weapon was shattered after the impact - according to Roglis, this halberd was already the best product he could make.
Seeing that Soshyan lost his weapon, the chanter immediately pursued him fiercely, swung a bone claw, forced Soshyan aside, and crashed into the empty throne.
All the singer's claws were stretched out, and the desire for destruction was revealed in his half-lidded eyes.
Soshyan, now defenseless, had no choice but to slam into the demon's throat.
Faced with this, the previously agile demon had no time to react and was knocked to the ground.
Soshyan took advantage of the situation and pressed on, grabbed its neck, pinched the purple flesh, and pushed it against the wall with momentum.
He clenched his hands and stuffed his gauntlets deeply into the tight skin of the big demon. Then he threw the opponent hard and knocked him back to the ground. In the process, his hands were still Grab it by the throat.
The big demon arched his back and tried to throw Soshyan away, but a storm that could freeze the soul surrounded it, and the power originating from the subspace was blown to pieces.
"Die!"
Soshyan yelled at the chanter, and in a gray vision he tried to reach out and touch the vortex of the warp surrounding the daemon.
Hearing his cry, Thor and Sevatar immediately came to cover him, the demons who wanted to save their master.
He began to cut off the influence of the warp, and other demons attacked even more frantically.
Bolters and chainsaws roar, destroying the unholy things.
Only Soshyan fought solely on instinct, his cold-stricken mind turning all his mental power towards the chanter.
He could clearly see the traces of subspace.
Despite some difficulties, with his efforts, the flesh and blood of the demon's body began to ripple, and frost began to spread on the skin.
One of the demon's left arms began to flicker, and its presence began to falter.
Not far away, although Gorgeli was surrounded by enemies on all sides, he waved his sword and made cuts after cuts on the terrifying corpse, and kept approaching Soshyan, trying to help him kill the demon together. ——In his opinion, Soshyan is currently in a painful stalemate with a powerful enemy, and it is exactly when he is needed.
The chanter's roar turned into a roar of rage, and its flesh fell from its body. Countless wounds smoked and froze.
Its mouth screamed, but now it represented pain. It still grabbed Soshyan and attacked with its remaining limbs, trying to make every move to fight back.
A claw dug into Soshyan's back, severing the armor and letting it loose.
Then, another claw slashed across Soshyan's side, piercing the muscles in his armor.
The giant demon twisted like a snake and tried to throw away its tormentor, but Soshyan simply pressed hard and inserted his fingers into the demon's throat, tearing its muscles apart.
"You have nowhere to hide this time!"
Soshyan hissed, plucking the remnants of life from the writhing demon.
"You will have no chance of escaping back into the warp."
"I curse you!! Curse you for ten thousand years!"
The chanter screamed, its fury shattering the ceiling, dust and chunks of stone raining down on Soshyan, but he remained unmoved.
Lightning and fire burst from the great demon's wounds, engulfing the demon and its prey.
Its face howled into the fire, then disappeared and reappeared, bleeding in the flames.
A vortex of energy surrounded the Chanters and Soshyan, the vortex angrily emitting thunders of both holy and evil, while the smaller daemons screamed along with their masters, and the Space Marines quickly defeated them.
"it's over."
After the thermostat sounded the alarm for the third time, Soshyan punched the demon's head and stood up.
The demon stared at Suoshiyang with disgust and fear, and then the other party let go of his hand and pulled out the Holy Flame Sword from his waist.
He held the flaming hilt of the sword with both hands, and then thrust the sword into the chanter's chest.
The demon screamed as he was impaled on the burning blade, then Soshyan pulled the sword out and dug his hand deep into the gaping wound again.
"For the Emperor!"
He roared wildly, tearing the demon's heart from between his ribs and raising it high above his head.
His heart, which was the size of a human head, began to shrink, and pus smeared on his arms like thick black oil, steaming.
The Space Marines heard the cry of victory, as did the daemons, and all saw the still-beating heart lifted high in the air.
At this point, every Astartes clenched their fists.
"For the Emperor!"
They roared, and the demons wept and turned to ashes one by one.
When Soshyan put down his hand, the heart had turned into a book, a gorgeous holy book, and the beautiful face on the cover was now distorted and painful.
"Give me."
Before he could hear who made the sound, Suoshiyang's eyes blurred, and the grimoire had disappeared.
He looked closely and found that Sevatar had taken the grimoire and was tying it up with a bundle of chains and hiding it under his cloak.
"you--"
"Don't make any noise, keep it with me for now."
Halfway through, Sevatar lowered his voice.
"This thing is the key to finding the prophet."
