++Daily thoughts: Hate is the best gift given to mankind by the God Emperor.++

As a lone wolf born in a space wolf, during his 173-year life journey, the daily affairs of the Skull Clawman, in addition to the 150-minute daily prayer and meditation, are all kinds of fighting and shooting exercises, as well as spending a little time to modify his unique wild look.

The Space Wolf Team is the most sturdy of all Space Marine Legions. Warriors from the Snow Planet decorate their power armor with their hunted prey furs, and usually have very eye-catching hairstyles - Yaro's soaring braid and his thick beard are just relatively ordinary ones.

As he was moistening his hair with grease, the team communicator suddenly whistled.

"What happened?"

[Second Level Alert. Chaos Invasion.] The inquisitive's indifferent voice came from the communicator, [Bring your strongest firepower, here is a superior demon that needs to be cleared.]

Fifteen seconds later, Yaro, the skull-killer, was already running in the cabin passage with his battle axe. Political Commissar Tang En caught up with him from the side and threw a bottle of holy water over.

"Superior Demons... Such big guys are rare." Eric Tangen seemed to remember some bad memories. "If I were asked to say it, it would be safer to throw a giant hot melt bomb directly in low-Earth orbit, or let an artillery regiment bombard him with a volcanic gun across more than ten kilometers."

"Or it's a whole space wolf in Dalian! It's better to have a rune priest leading the team!" Yaro held the amulet hanging on his chest with his hands and whispered to the great wolf king Rimanruth.

"May the divine wings of the two-headed eagle protect us, and may the wrath of the God Emperor burn all the filth."

The two turned a corner. A team of Storm Commando soldiers were building fortifications between the cabin passages. Seeing the two coming, the officer who was commanding quickly saluted.

“Are these… useful?”

Yaro frowned and looked at the laser weapons they arranged and the simple fortifications made of some dismantled alloy partitions and debris. The Storm Assault Force is also one of the most elite human forces in the Imperial Team. These simple fortifications are enough to withstand hundreds of alien alien shapes in their hands, but Yaro and Donn knew that for the enemies they were about to face, these fortifications were not much different from a piece of paper.

The sailors brought a heavy assault cannon, and ammunition boxes with holy seals were piled up next to them into a hill.

"Sir, the war zone is right in front. The nuns and sisters of the two companies have entered the battle - May the God Emperor protect you." The young Storm Army officer saluted the two. The two of them remembered their previous companions, the old officer who had died on the planet, and the Viscount Malcolm, nicknamed "Sir" by Viscount Malcolm.

The combat nun has already entered the battle. If the Confession Rose Cult, where the living saint is in charge, is also defeated... Then the second defense line of the Storm Army on the periphery may not be able to withstand it for long. Tang En's thinking is relatively fast, and he has discovered several doubts in this mission:

Why did the fighting nuns come so timely? (To be honest, Don En hoped they came earlier) The Lord Defeis only said that this was a direct order from His Majesty the Emperor of God. He would not disclose more. I am afraid that only Lord Progast can know the truth.

In addition, the Rose of Confession came to this planet on their own monastery ships (the cruiser of the Glorious Faith), but when the planetary descent was completed, almost half of the combat nuns of the Order moved to the Purification Flames in full armed manner, as if they were prepared for the arrival of demons.

Based on the above two points, Tang En believes that this action should be a large trap that had been arranged long ago. The hand that arranged this trap may come directly from the Golden Throne of Saint Terra. There is no doubt that the opponent who was fighting against him against him is the only four evil gods in Chaos who can play against His Majesty the Emperor himself.

The political commissar sighed softly, although he was not afraid to sacrifice himself for the Human Emperor, he was suddenly involved in this game involving these super big figures. It could become a pawn that changed the fate of the universe, which put a lot of pressure on him.

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Bang!

A sour sound was heard. Then a human figure wrapped in light wings was thrown into the wall of the alloy cabin, breaking through three layers of armor and embedded deeply into the conductive pipe.

Susanna Daphis's face turned blue and the corners of her mouth were covered with blood. Her master-level power armor had been completely destroyed, and the steel halo was cut off by the opponent with one blow. More than a dozen huge cracks were densely covered with exquisite armor, and the force field generator inside her Storm Hammer was also destroyed by the opponent with strange techniques - in short, the combat equipment on the living saint had been destroyed.

If the holy relic box hanging around her waist still provided her strong protection, the God Emperor Angel walking on the earth would have to be beaten down on the ground.

Just fifty meters away from her, "Su Jing" was floating in the air. The man's appearance was as big as a human. At some point, there was an erect eye on his forehead. There was endless spiritual light burning in the third eye, showing no doubt pure evil. He just looked back and saw the angel team of cleansing with a double-coil rifle in the passage immediately collapsed. The trained devout nuns were defeated by the invisible mental impact. Half of the people fell to the ground to pray, and the other half pulled out the chainsaw sword and began a hopeless charge.

Five fighting nuns howled towards Su Jing, who sneered violently, and the corners of his mouth grinned to his ears, as ferocious as a monster walking out of a nightmare. On his back, large clusters of soft and tough black tentacles drilled through the flesh and blood, dancing in the air like flowers blooming on his body.

"I am the desperate situation of you and others."

He whispered.

This "Su Jing" did not use the knife arm that Su Jing used to be, but used his deformed and powerful appendage to attack the other party. Su Jing's various forces were used in a rough and weird way.

"Well...burn, baby, dance for me."

As "Su Jing" raised his palm and then slowly clenched his fists, all the angels who were attacking fell to the ground. Black flames ignited on their bodies. With the abnormal flow of gravity, the nuns danced around in the cabin passage. They tried to balance their bodies, and shot their last bullets at the demon with extreme hatred, but they could only wail and die powerlessly.

Suddenly, the deck above Su Jing's head was exploded by explosives, and a team of seraphic squads were holding a hot melt gun and descending rapidly towards him. The powerful high-thermal shock wave created by the small nuclear fusion reaction rushed towards him. The demon subconsciously raised his arms to block it, and the two power swords had pierced through his body.

The attack was a great success, and the power sword covered with holy oil passed through the demon's body without any obstacles and crushed the internal organs. However, the seraphs did not relax, and the hot melt rays continued to shoot towards Su Jing, burning him into indescribable coke.

"Get back!"

Susanna flew over and tried to put Su Jing under her control. But the demon had already made her own counterattack. Several black tentacles quickly wrapped around the nuns' ankles silently, and then suddenly exerted force, hanging them upside down and swung them hard. The formation of seraphimnia disappeared instantly, and Su Jing's twisted and handsome face instantly met the living saint.

"It's a fun game," he said with a smirk, "my turn."

The Living Saint had already grasped the power sword that was still stuck in his chest. He suddenly cut his body into two pieces. But the filthy evil body reconnected, and the other party bit the Living Saint's neck in one bite. The deadly venom flowed into the blood vessels of the fighting angel, relaxing her nerves.

The devil threw her aside, and countless tiny creatures like ant appeared in her blood vessels. They began to grow rapidly. More than a dozen swollen bags began to wander inside the living saint's body. She grabbed a swollen bag and tore open her flesh. The holy light was wrapped in the holy light, which even began to swallow the holy light that wrapped it.

"Damn..."

The demon had already dragged a seraph who was cursing him crazy and dragged it upside down to him. Then he reached out and inserted it into her lower abdomen. Amid the howling, Su Jing pulled out her uterus.

The evil demon recited a spell. Then he put the bloody human organs to his mouth and blew in it. The uterus quickly expanded and swollen, and began to stir up as if it was still connected to the mother's body.

"Well, the original owner of this body may also like this scene."

The seraphimony was not dead yet, and she watched her uterus be pulled out of her torn belly, her eyes were already in despair. When she saw the alien species crawling out of the uterus, even the elite fighting nuns who were as tough as steel, she let out a cry of fear.

The head is a human baby, but the body is a hairy spider with evil light. The newborn insect crawled onto the mother and re-entered from the rupture on the abdomen.

"It feels very interesting to be eaten by your own child little by little?" Su Jing showed that charming and cruel smile. The demon learned almost exactly the same as the Primarch in this expression.

The seraph, who should have died, was deliberately maintained by him and placed gently on the ground by him. The remaining seraphs cursed the evil demons in front of them, their weapons had long been removed, and their black tentacles had already pinched their hands and feet. The power to spray backpacks was not enough to break free from the control of the evil demons. Su Jing was pressing and rubbing his wrists, as if he was choosing who to use as the new game material.

"Shameless!"

The living saint, who had become ragged all over her body, stood up again. She stepped on the head of the Seraphic angel player on the ground, freeing her from the pain. The spider-devil, who had doubled, crawled out of her mother's belly, was caught by Susanna, and tore it into two pieces with bare hands.

"Well, the courage is commendable." Su Jing raised an eyebrow, "There is no precedent for the living saint to be corrupted and transformed, but... I think I can try it."

"Evil Demon! I curse you in the name of the Human Emperor!" Susanna cursed furiously. The reinforced combat nun team had arrived. Su Jing popped up a fireball, and the flames exploded in the air shocked the vengeful angels carrying heavy weapons to the ground.

"'I'm so powerful. With my own strength, I can slaughter countless worlds. And this body is under the control of the God of Chaos - what chance do you have?"

The demon grabbed Susanna's neck and lifted her up.

"...Assault, No. 4..." The living saint tried his best to spit out these words.

Two nuns with unique armor quickly approached, Su Jing frowned, showing panic and angry for the first time.

"Silent Nun! How could he even arrange such disgusting things!"

Just as he diverted his gaze, Susanna opened the sealed holy relic box and took out a sharp bone that was retained by the small static force field inside. She held the bone tightly in her right hand as a sharp blade and stabbed it into Su Jing's heart with force.

"This is a sanction from the God Emperor!"
Chapter completed!