Chapter 6969, the new Chainsaw

 Sword God chosen Champion opened his consciousness, embraced the power of the devil, and felt the power filling his body.

  This wonderful space battle that was supposed to be presented to the Blood God was completely destroyed by the extreme brutality of the Primarch.

  The ceremony that was supposed to be presented to the Blood God was forced to stop, so he had to use the blood and skulls of the Imperial soldiers in close combat to snatch back his dignity.

  Blood sacrifice to the Blood God, skull sacrifice to the skull seat!

  Suddenly, a loud noise came from outside, and the Primarch's guards kicked the heavy metal door together.

  With a bang, the brute force carrying powerful kinetic energy kicked the entire metal door away.

  The God-chosen Champion, who was waiting for the arrival of the expeditionary corps in the core area, launched a surprise attack the moment the metal door was broken, trying to catch the opponent off guard.

  The God-chosen Champion's eyes flashed with excitement and madness. In this desperate attack, it seemed that even the Blood God was delighted with his bravery, and his strength was unprecedentedly exerted.

  His strength was so strong, his speed was so fast, and his timing was so precise that he...

  A big hand suddenly appeared in his vision, easily grabbing his head, and unimaginable force brought his head to the wall.

  His helmet shattered, his solid head shattered into paste, and his body was thrown away like garbage.

  "Keep going."

  The Primarch's voice was so flat that there was no ups and downs,

  and he didn't even notice that there was anything special about his attack.

  "Your Highness, there seems to be something wrong with this weapon." Suddenly, a Primarch guard said.

  He exuded a strong and almost tangible mental energy in his hand, and carefully picked up the demon war blade on the ground and presented it to the Primarch.

  "Is it a weapon inhabited by a demon?" Dukel showed an interested expression on his face, and held the demon war blade in his hand without any care.

  In an instant, he heard a crazy roar echoing in his mind, and the violent emotions bombarded his mind like a bomb - the demon inhabiting the weapon screamed madly, he wanted to completely destroy the Primarch's mind, erode his soul, and take away his will.

  Under the erosion of a huge amount of negative energy from the Warp,

  Dukel was not only calm, but even wanted to laugh.

  "Is this the only darkness in your heart, demon?"

  The demon's scream seemed to have stopped when it heard the Primarch's calm question.

  Then, when the demon was unprepared, endless malice was reversely poured into the demon's will.

  This was not the negative energy of the Warp, but the pure evil thoughts from the depths of human hearts.

  In this world, everything has two sides. If you want to become an existence beyond mortals, you must bear the consequences that mortals can hardly imagine.

  The second Primarch once lost control because of this, and the two gods merged with the orc network. The Emperor imprisoned himself forever on the Golden Throne - even the four Chaos Gods, if it were not for the existence of these dark sides, they should have been the gods of life, courage, wisdom, and love.

  Along the way, the darkness that Dukel endured was no less than the power he gained.

  At this moment, the evil thoughts of humans, which were equal to the power of the Primarch, exploded in the demon's consciousness without reservation.

  The demon blade suddenly screamed with strong emotions, sometimes hatred, sometimes resentment, sometimes despair, sometimes sadness.

  He seemed to be lost in malice and was suffering endless torture. Scarlet blood kept overflowing from the surface of the demon blade, as if crying non-stop.

  Dukel looked at the blade in front of him that was crying blood because of being lost.

  He wanted to use his power to directly grant the other party eternal annihilation.

  But after thinking about it, absorbing such a little demon was like eating a root of enoki mushroom for him. It could not fill his stomach and had no nutrition.

  Then Dukel looked at the hunter-type chainsaw sword in his hand. After the original body revived from the throne and picked up this chainsaw sword, it had been with him in the galactic expedition. Because it was stained with too much blood of the great demon, it even bred a unique machine soul.   

  "This chainsaw sword is quite easy to use, so why not feed it to the machine soul?"

  Duker had this idea temporarily. It was also the first time he took such an action, and he didn't know if it was feasible.

  However, his ability to act has always been very strong. Even if he failed, he would only lose the soul of a small demon.

  In the current galaxy, there are more demons than humans, so there is no need to care.

  The fire of the soul ignited in Duker's hand, melting the still bleeding demon blade into juice. Under the scorching of the fire of the soul, the demon's soul wailed in pain, and then the original body absorbed the soul and poured it into the chainsaw sword.

  "Buzz!——"

  The machine soul was happy, and the chainsaw sword started spontaneously, making an excited buzz.

  This scene could be called a supernatural event in the previous life, but it seemed ordinary in this world.

  Duker even saw a dreadnought mecha on the battlefield where the driver had died and it was entirely dependent on the machine soul to maintain the battle with the demon.

  The machine soul is really amazing.

  Dukel's impromptu attempt was unexpectedly successful. After the infusion was completed, the chainsaw sword had a great change - not only did it become heavier and more convenient to use, but the more than two-meter-long sword body also turned blood red as a whole.

  It seemed to have inherited the characteristics of the devil, and blood was constantly flowing out between the single-molecule saw teeth.

  These were not real blood, but just a psychic illusion.

  In terms of appearance, the current chainsaw sword is much more ferocious and domineering than before.

  Under the nourishment of the demon soul, the machine soul became more emotional and also possessed some demonic characteristics that were hard to say whether they were good or bad. Perhaps in the future, after drinking more blood from powerful enemies, it might grow into a unique life form.

  Afterwards, the Primarch was like a child who got a new toy, waving the brand new chainsaw sword with great interest, slaughtering all the Khorne believers on the demon flagship.

  The flagship was cleared, and the Chaos Fleet's plan to raid the expeditionary corps this time was completely bankrupt.

  In the deep space, the Imperial Fleet frantically chased the remaining demon fleet, blasting them into gorgeous sparks in the unmanned deep space.

  This pursuit lasted for nearly a week, and it was not until the radar signal could no longer capture any information about the demon fleet that it was completely over.

  At the same time, after the demon fleet was eliminated, the human world in the galaxy also took the initiative to send a signal to the expeditionary corps.

  After receiving the report from the intelligence department, Dukel, who returned to the Heart Fire, immediately ordered the expeditionary corps to lock the location of the signal and go to rescue those trapped in the desperate world.

  The expeditionary fleet set sail again and headed towards the planet that sent the signal.

  When Dukel came to this world, his eyebrows frowned unconsciously.

  Good guy, it's really chaotic, and every corner is filled with rich subspace negative energy.

  In such a big world, there is no one in sight.

  The blood almost soaked the land of this world, and the smoke ignited by the war is still floating in the sky.

  Corpses were hung on steel or other sharp objects, and blood kept dripping from the toes of the corpses as if it would never coagulate.

  Under the erosion of the negative energy of the subspace, some steel creations had even grown flesh and limbs. They crawled among the ruins of mankind like strange animals.

  If it weren't for the information that there were survivors here, Dukel would have wanted the Heart Fire to drop a whirlwind torpedo, burning the planet's atmosphere with raging flames, boiling the planet's oceans into steam, leaving only bare rocks - a thorough cleansing and extermination of this world.

  (End of this chapter)