The demon princes of Tzeentch are usually wizards who are extremely obsessed with knowledge or mana. They possess extremely powerful psychic spells and can summon any Tzeentch demon at will, and due to the status of the Changing Sect of Tzeentch, the body of the demon prince of Tzeentch The degree of distortion is no less than that of the Demon Prince of other evil gods.
Sometimes even worse.
Their wings are covered with strangely colored feathers, and faces with different expressions often appear on their bodies.
Most wizards or warriors who believe in Tzeentch can gain the favor of the Tzeentch god by frantically learning psychic spells and peering into the secrets of the warp. However, to be promoted to become a Tzeentch demon prince, you need to completely abandon your humanity. and peer into the secrets of the entire universe.
Many wizards or warriors have been corrupted in this process and become monsters that are neither human nor ghosts. Those who succeed will experience unimaginable pain and eventually become a Tzeentch Demon Prince.
Such an existence cannot be described by the word horror in the physical universe.
As long as they appear, it means that an unprecedented disaster is about to come.
"Fool! Die!"
More lightning and fire were released by the giant demon that appeared, tearing more than ten warriors apart.
The explosive bombs could not keep up with the changes in its flickering, and although the plasma hit its wings, it was randomly reflected away.
An armor-piercing rocket rushed towards the demon, hitting the monster's chest, detonating the huge energy contained inside.
But the flare only made it take a step back and had no other effect.
This result shocked the Soul Drinkers, who hurriedly reloaded their rockets.
But this time, the Demon Prince only extended one hand.
Energy condensed in its palms and flowed through its fingertips, like a miniature storm. At the same time, its head was slightly arched, looking at the energy cloud.
Suddenly, the demon prince's pupils suddenly shrank, he turned to look at the Soul Drinker warrior who attacked him, and released the restraint on energy.
"Uhhh!!!"
The soldier immediately let out a scream, and his body was shrouded in darkness. His blood vessels and arteries were squirming, and blood slowly flowed out from his seven orifices. Then he fell softly and could no longer move.
Letting out a weird laugh, the Demon Prince glanced back and forth in the cabin, stretching his neck as if he was thirsty for something.
Suddenly, a surge of power swept past, shattering the resistance of the Space Marines.
Thor and the others were all thrown away and slammed into the wall or fell to the ground.
Stretching his body fully, the demon prince looked at Thor.
It looked relaxed, one hand gently caressing the flames on its robe.
While being stared at by the Demonic Eye, Thor felt that something was in his brain, much like the feeling of jumping in subspace, almost like a sharp needle stabbing the center of his brain continuously.
He tried to block this feeling with his fingers, opened up his mind and skills, and found the painful area inch by inch. He could not stop the mental impact of this creature.
After a moment, Thor's limbs went numb and he stood up like a zombie.
Around him, other Space Marines were just waking up from the shock of the monster's release.
"Cursed one, come and embrace your destiny."
The Demon Prince stretched out his hand and motioned Thor to move forward.
"Go back to the warp!"
Soshyan stepped on the twisting fire demon on the ground, then took a step forward, swung his long sword, and cut a demon trying to escape into three pieces. The fire demon's colorful juice suddenly splashed all over the deck.
He paused for a moment to assess his surroundings. There were no enemies around him, and he could hear the warriors fighting behind him, the return fire of bolters echoing through the passage he had just left.
Despite knowing that the Soul Drinkers are facing a dire dilemma, he must focus on his goal - to eliminate the fire demon threat first.
At this time, a call rang out on the communication channel, and Soshyan heard Mark's voice. The other party sounded nervous and seemed to be speaking through gritted teeth.
"Chapter Master Soshyan, there is something here... something we cannot destroy."
"I'll come right away!"
Soshyan rushed to the passage as quickly as possible and arrived there in a moment.
Dozens of Soul Drinker warriors stood in various places, pointing their weapons at a bird-like monster, but none of them fired. There were still more than a dozen charred corpses of Soul Drinkers lying on the ground.
Standing in front of the creature, a few meters apart, was Thor, with his arms hanging straight at his sides.
He appears to have lost consciousness.
"Stop attacking or he will die."
The words rang directly in Soshyan's head, without passing through his ears, and the sound was soft and musical, in sharp contrast to the ugly and harsh creature from which they uttered.
Soshyan stopped. He noticed that the other warriors did not respond at all, so he guessed that this was said to him alone.
He didn't know whether the soldiers' sluggish actions were voluntary or forced, but he knew they were in grave danger.
"demon!"
Soshyan took a step forward toward the monster.
"If you think you can challenge me, I'll make you pay dearly! I've already killed one of Slaanesh's playthings, and I don't mind killing another of Tzeentch's freaks!"
"Hahaha! Everything you did on Valedo is under my control. Who do you think helped you defeat the chanter?"
Soshi frowned, but the demon raised his head and laughed.
"It's me! The great planner! The embodiment of wisdom and lies!!!"
"Devil, no matter what your intentions are, I will make your efforts go to waste."
"Let my efforts go to waste? I have put in a lot of effort to get here. I have been looking for you for a long time, Soshiyang of the Astral Knights."
Suddenly, the monster's voice became familiar, like a murmur coming from somewhere while half asleep, but I couldn't remember where I heard it.
Soshyan was certain that this was not the first time he heard this sound.
He searched through the vague memories in his mind, hoping to find something relevant.
"You don't know that your destiny is a great and eternal treasure."
"Get out of my head!"
Soshiyang stepped to the left, concentrating on blocking the invasion of monsters in his mind, and the power of gray marrow formed a shield.
The demon prince Abrasis looked at him with profound and incomprehensible eyes, as if he wanted to penetrate this barrier.
"This is my domain. If you want to ignore me, that's impossible."
"I don't deal with demons."
Suoshiyang calmly moved a little further to the left, closing the distance between himself and the demon prince again.
"Devil? Demon?"
The voice was full of disappointment.
"I am not comparable to those simple creatures you call me. I am the key to destiny and the ferryman of the long river of time. The past and the future are all under my eyes. Force may be able to defeat me, but it can never defeat fate."
"I've had enough of your fatalism."
Soshyan slowly moved behind the monster, while the other person's head stared at him calmly.
"You think I'm seducing you? You're wrong. You don't crave strength or authority. That's obvious, but you are being guided by a force beyond your control. That force will reshape the galaxy, but it will also Bringing destruction, you don’t know what path you are walking on.”
As Soshyan continued to circle, the Demon Prince also slowly turned his neck.
