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"Slaanesia's trick ended up cheating on himself, which may be the biggest loss He has suffered in these thousands of years."

On the Emperor-class battleship of the Forres, Ludwig "Barbarossa" Goethe quietly watched this scene. The most famous incarnation of the upper god and demon will not easily change its coordinates. This time, he specially rushed from the core base of the technology alliance to the 40k plane of the Warhammer, and must have his own calculations.

"The emperor personally fought with him head-on by leaning on the chess piece laid on Su Jing. He lost almost a dozen demon princes level chaotic power on Su Jing - this is different from creating an ordinary demon prince. This power cannot be taken back. Even for Slaanes, this power is enough to make him hurt. The profit seemed to be Su Jing, and he rose to the peak level of the six-star level in one breath, but it is very interesting that Su Jing used chaotic magic power on a large scale in the battle, causing the entire biological planet to be polluted by Slaanes' witch power - from this point of view, He was not completely at a loss."

"So—can it be judged that Slaanes's target is biotechnology in the outer universe?"

The magician stood in front of the porthole and stared at the decaying biological planet outside the crystal window. After more than ten minutes of continuous global decline, the worm star began to evolve strangely, and the magic of chaos began to increase on its own, and the original regular planetary structure gradually reborn into a monster magic species.

"If Slaanes has not contributed to the fire, it would be difficult to achieve the effect of polluting the entire planet in a short period of time with the chaotic magic flow released by Su Jing. I was wondering whether my dear disciple himself has taken this into consideration... If he even counted this..."

When he said "my dear disciple" in a slightly frivolous tone, Lu Mengyao saw the incarnation of the God of Machinery from the corner of her eyes and bent her mouth slightly. It was not malicious, but the magician judged it based on his own experience. He had no malicious intentions towards Su Jing.

But there is no excessive kindness... Unfortunately, it is impossible to fully explain the subtle connection between him and Princess Celastia.

"Compared with the original master, the planet can be said to be occupied by Slaanesia. The situation is probably worse than before."

The girl with long purple hair was sitting next to several cases holding a pile of documents, full of personnel information. She took out several copies of the character archives and placed them on the top.

"But maybe... there's a turnaround. This team is actually more survivable than we imagined. If we use the local saying here, it's 'The emperor has been watching them'."

The purple-haired girl stroked the files one by one with her slender fingers.

"Actually known as the 'Squad of the Exiled', Ai Progast's judging team has completed almost impossible tasks many times. Everyone in the team is the top elite in the original army, and their resume is particularly exaggerated... This lone wolf unscrewed the head of the terror champion fighter in a single-on-one duel. Wow. So terrible. He also had the experience of confronting the big demon head and survived... The political commissar is the first graduate of Zhongsi Academy. He once led a company-level team to infiltrate the enemy's back line and directly blew up the opponent's regiment command. He also encountered the Zerg tyrant in a space waste ship with the Space Marine? What does this 'Speciality against Sarangelion' mean?!"

"Look at his photos." Lu Mengyao reminded, "I have met him several times, and the first time I met a man who looks comparable to Su Jing."

"...Oh. I understand... Since it is such a powerful team, maybe we can create miracles this time." The girl raised her head expectantly.

Miracle... I can't wait. The magician lit a cigarette to adjust his heart rate. There is also such a future among the many endings he had imagined. Su Jing, this man who once changed himself, might die in some corner on one day, and did not achieve the romantic ending he kept talking about.

At least I have to drag me to die together. You idiot who can't grow up always like to drag others down... and then I can complain while fighting side by side with you. I really don't want to take over this burden at all and run a small team... If you die, I will immediately take the money and run away...

Don't die.

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"Thinking about the better direction, at least we know what we are fighting now." The political commissar cut off the head of a flesh-and-blood demon with one sword and took a breath.

A few minutes ago, everyone finally judged what they were facing now. In the contaminated and twisted flesh and blood, the demons of Slaanesh emerged in the **, similar to the strange combination of insects, demons, women, and machinery. These gorgeous things approached with sings of horror and screamed in an attempt to tear them to pieces.

As the planetary structure shrinks and twists, many rifts have emerged inside the planet. Everyone is currently on the edge of a rift, with a pulsating blood vessel as thick as a giant mountain lying opposite the rift, leading directly to the depths of the planet. Four people strive to pass through the ** structure, and small groups of flying demons continue to gush out from the deep valley to harass their progress.

"At present, the power of chaos is still transforming this planet, so we still have less than half an hour. If Slaanes completely corrupts this planet, we will be all dead." The political commissar became a little hysterical. He was very calm when facing a desperate situation of death, but when a glimmer of hope appeared in front of him, Tang En seemed inexplicably manic.

"Ragner - Lord Ragner. Please reply when you hear it." Noisy gunshots came from the judge's headphones. After a while, a clear voice was heard, and a hoarse and thick voice responded to her call.

“…They are one mile away.”

The gunshots in the distance were so close that the judges' team could hear them. The five people made a little adjustment and moved towards the place where the gunshots broke out.

Soon, a group of space warriors dyed purple by blood entered everyone's sight. With the strength and agility of mortals - even ordinary space warriors, these warriors were fighting left and right among the demons rushing forward. The strongest one among them was tall, with the power armor on all over the body full of Fenris's unique amulets, and his long hair was tied into tall moxie braids. He held a double-handed chain to saw the heavy sword. He slashed left and right among the demons with amazing agility and anger, and each sword could tear apart the body of a demon.

"All killers. Ragna's 'Black Mane' is the youngest wolf lord ever. And his Dalian." Yaro has not yet walked out of his sadness, but when he stared at the talented young king, his eyes still showed pride. "It is also possible to become the greatest wolf lord ever. Hey, maybe in another hundred years, he will become the leader wolf."

"It is also very likely to turn into a dead wolf immediately." Susanna continued coldly. Before Arrow could react, the combat nun spread out the light wings behind him, held the storm hammer in his hand, and jumped up and flew towards the wolf pack.

There seemed to be more than 100 people left in this series of wild wolves, and the demons surrounding them were more than five times more. Although the wild wolves built a solid firepower net, the endless demons squeezed up with their numerical advantage, so that the wild wolves raised their melee weapons and entered hand-to-hand combat.

"In the holy name of the Human Emperor!"

The storm hammer hit the ground with force, and the holy ripples spread everywhere like shock waves. The demons touched by the ripples turned into powder one after another. The live saint's evil-breaking blow instantly burned out hundreds of low-level evil demons. When she raised the war hammer in her hand, the chastity seal emitted a dazzling light, and the rest of the demons fled one after another.

The judge turned over a purple-black root vine. He passed the pack of wild wolves that were sorting out their equipment in the combat gap and walked towards Ragna. To the sudden appearance of the group, the unruly warriors did not respond to the face of Progast with the judge's badge on their chests. It was not until Yaro approached them. The wild wolves seemed to pay more attention.

"...What orders do you have? Your Excellency Judge? State in advance, I am very grateful for your help. But I only have four of the seven teams left in my hands. If I want to perform any mission of sending death - I don't mind sending death. But the success rate of the mission may decrease..."

Black-maned Ragna was more than one meter taller than Progast. He glanced at the Inquisitor's unusually multi-armed arms. He grabbed a handful of specially made dry food mixed with dried meat and stuffed it into his mouth. His sharp teeth easily chopped up food pieces that were almost as hard as a stone.

"Slaanes is trying to transform it into a gate connecting subspace and real universe, a living nest of fear, and the biotechnology on this planet will bring endless armies to the evil gods... before it takes the planet to jump into subspace, we are going to destroy it."

"Are I not clear enough about what I said? Lord Progast, I am not afraid of fighting until death, but at least you can show me the possibility of success." Ragner scratched his beard in annoyance.

"Yaro." The judge snapped his fingers. The lone wolf walked up and grabbed more than twenty spherical metal devices from his backpack.

The young wolf lord stared at the explosives that could overturn the entire mountain and fell into thinking.

"He is looking at us." The judge pushed a last hand, "For the first time in ten thousand years, he is really looking at us."

"Damn." Ragner cursed in a low voice, "Brothers, go die with me! But I will pull this damn star together!"

"roar!!"

The scarred wild wolf assaulters raised their blood-soaked weapons in their hands and roared loudly.

"The easiest plan, then, is this. We descend along the passage to the bottom of the planet. Then place these nuclear bombs in the most painful place and explode - I guess we can't come back. There are twenty-three here, which means twenty-three people need to die. With the battle along the way, my brothers will fill in it together. While we are working, you can retreat. There is a thunder eagle parked about seven or eight miles away from here, and I will mark your coordinates for you."

"The God Emperor is with you." Progast saluted.

"Let's go."

Five men from the Inquisition team passed through the tired wolf pack, and the soldiers from Fenris showed no fear in the face of the deadly mission. Yaro stopped and the Inquisition turned to look at him.

"...I want to stay." Yaro said.

"I allow you to leave the team." After a few seconds of silence, the judge said briefly.

"I will remember the days of fighting with you... in the rest of my life." Yaro seemed to want to say something, but in the end he just pulled off the wolf-tooth amulet on his chest and threw it over. The judge grabbed it.

The three watched the wild wolf walk back to his compatriots, and the space warriors stood up one by one, slapped his arms and back. A rune priest began to sing softly, and then everyone began to respond. It was a tragic poem circulating in the Tooth Fortress on the planet Fenris, "Rimanlus will never return". The gene primrose of the space wolf, one night after the Great Rebellion was quelled, took all his guards (except the youngest Bjorn) mysteriously disappeared. Most people believed that he had stepped into a journey of no return to end his old enemy.

Now only Ai Progast himself, Eric Donn and Susanna Defeis are left in the ranks of the Inquisitors.

"I used to treat them as rude and savages, but..." the living saint whispered, but the political commissar immediately interrupted her rudely: "Shut up!"

Surprisingly, the combat nun did not respond. She just turned her head and moved silently towards the evacuation point.

Heroes do not need sympathy or understanding from others. Tang En took off his big-brimmed hat, and the songs of wild wolves in the distance continue to float. They just do what they think they should do. (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!