Infinite Metaverse

Among the densely forested and rolling mountains, a large number of Kroot carnivores with wings on their backs rose up in an instant, holding various weapons in their hands.

If they can't defeat the jet motorcycles of the Ark Eldar, how can they still defeat the pterodactyl cavalry of the Wild Eldar?

But when Kroot Shaper saw a swarm of jet motorcycles flying from a distance, he was completely desperate:

"Damn it, the Eldar and Humans have formed an alliance!"

Kroot Shaper turned and shouted:

"De Han, De..."

It was suddenly discovered that the Dark Apostle had already driven the Khorne Steel Bull alone and rushed all the way to the temple.

"Get out of here, get out of here!"

De Han roared angrily, and controlled the Khorne steel bull to knock away the Kroot and the wild Eldar. Regardless of the Roarlock Dragoon, the Kroot ape beast or the Diretusk Dragoon, facing this Khorne steel bull, they would As fragile as chickens, they were knocked away one after another. The angry dark apostle did not distinguish between friend and foe, waving the huge scepter in his hand and smashing all the soldiers in front of him.

The Winged Dragon Cavalry and the Kroot were still fighting, and the motorcycle cavalry under Fu Qinghai rushed over. After several rounds of heavy explosive shells, coupled with the slashing of the powered halberd, the Klute was killed in just a few strokes. The flying troops of the meat-eaters were all scattered.

His sight went blank, and Fu Qinghai soon saw the Chaos Space Marine riding on the back of the steel bull of Khorne rushing up the temple ramp against the flow of people on the battlefield.

That Chaos Space Marine, the circular nozzle on the power backpack was modified into two blazing torches, the dark red armor was engraved with dense black prayers, and the white paper streamers filled with scriptures fluttered backwards in the wind. There is also a huge golden thorn ring installed on the back of the neck, and the invisible force field deflects the black star darts coming from around it.

It's the Dark Apostle of the Word Bearers!

Fu Qinghai locked onto him instantly.

He was even equipped with an iron halo!

Without saying a word, Fu Qinghai twisted the handle and stepped on the accelerator before diving in. The sharp bow of the jet motorcycle killed a group of Kroot carnivores blocking the way, and broke through the blood and severed limbs that were spilled in the sky, sending them to both sides. Come apart.

Blocking the door of the temple was the leader of the Savage Eldar Tribe. This middle-aged Eldar man was riding on the back of a particularly huge and ferocious Diretooth Dragon. He picked up the spirit bone spear and faced the Dark Apostle.

But he didn't expect that the Word Bearers didn't take him seriously at all. The front hooves of the Khorne Steel Bull had just stepped onto the last step. Faced with the bloody mouth of the serrated fangs, the Khorne demon turned its head. He smashed the giant dinosaur to the side. The pure flesh and blood body was so fragile in front of the spikes and horns forged by Khorne. The giant dinosaur raised its neck, and the broken teeth and scales flew out one after another.

The Dark Apostle waved his scepter, and the power scepter containing the magic power of chaos broke the spirit bone spear with a "snap". Then he pulled out his plasma pistol and shot the leader of the Eldar clan, and the blue plasma penetrated his chest. A hole was revealed, and the patriarch fell to the ground.

Salamander's jet motorcycle had been destroyed by Fu Qinghai, and she was sitting behind a Winged Dragon Cavalry using a shuriken pistol to participate in the battle. When she turned her head, she saw the Dark Apostle riding the Khorne Steel Bull, easily killing the Eldar leader. That scene...

"No--"

The howling banshee screamed, clutched her scimitar and jumped off the dragon's back. She tapped her toes on the shoulders and heads of several wild spirit cavalry, rolled and moved, and headed straight for the temple gate.

Fu Qinghai set the automatic floating cruise mode of the Bullock jet motorcycle. The power switch was hung on the side of the motorcycle. He picked up the Blue Fang and the inertia hammer. After checking that all the weapons and equipment were correct, he jumped off the jet motorcycle and rushed Toward the temple door.

De Han stood at the door of the temple, frowning and looking at the twisted and twisted Eldar characters engraved on the stone wall in front of him. He could not understand the meaning at all. The Dark Apostle tried to use weapons to chop and hammer, and tried to drive the Khorne steel bull to collide. , were blocked by some mysterious unknown energy, but the stone gate remained intact.

Seeing that the situation was urgent, the Dark Apostle held the stone door with one hand, closed his eyes, and whispered:

"The calm night falls on the pious Lamb, the scorching sun gives way to the cold stars... The fiery eyes of the gods have turned elsewhere, but they have not fallen asleep. Under the dome of the highest sky, they point out the way forward for me... …”

The Word Bearer spoke very fast. This was the prayer of Lorgar Aurelion. As he continued to chant, the lingering black air faintly appeared on the scratches and ink marks on the armor and paper strips. The words of Colchis It transformed into four colors of red, green, blue and purple light.

"Look at the first star, the eye of the gods in the night, showing me the way... The gods scatter their messages in the highest heavens, we are passing from day to night, from heat to cold, from movement to Meditating on the transformation, I will definitely seek the oracles in the sky and explore the true words..."

The Eldar characters engraved on the stone wall were being corroded by the spiritual power of the undivided chaos, flickering, dimming, disappearing... and finally turning into a mess of graffiti.

"open!"

De Han pushed hard against the stone wall.

"Boom——"

The dark temple passage appeared in front of him.

The Dark Apostle drove the Khorne Steel Bull and rushed in.

"Qingshan!"

Salamander had just arrived, shouting:

"He must know something and we have to stop him."

"nonsense."

Fu Qinghai rushed into the passage.

The Howling Banshee entered shortly after.

…

The interior of the temple was pitch black without any lighting.

Behind him was the faint cry of the battlefield, and in front of him was the heavy sound of Khorne's steel bulls stamping on the ground. Salamander's banshee mask had been damaged in the previous battle. At this moment, she was running quickly along the passage with a power scimitar in one hand and a shuriken pistol in the other.

The passage is wide enough to accommodate the hooves of Khorne's steel bull. Salamander was very anxious, and kept speeding up. However, he was surprised to find that Fu Qinghai in front of him was wearing thick power armor, with a chain sword and a power knife hanging on the left and right sides of his belt, and he was also carrying a chain sword on his back. A square-pointed hammer, the speed is not slow at all...even faster than myself!

He seemed to be trying to distance himself.

The interior of the temple is winding and winding, with passages twisting all the way down. Salamander and Fu Qinghai saw many traps along the way, but they had all been destroyed, leaving only debris and broken walls. It seems that there is a Khorne steel bull leading the way, which is not completely without benefits, at least the road is clear.

There is a faint exit ahead.

There is also a dim light revealed.

Salamander and Fu Qinghai looked at each other, somewhat for no reason. The tacit understanding they had once fought side by side seemed to have returned to the two of them.

"careful."

"the same as you."

After not seeing each other for many years, Fu Qinghai didn't know whether Salamander had become more diligent and diligent in the path of the Howling Banshee's branch, but he was no longer the young boy who had just become a Space Marine less than a year ago.

He is the Chapter Master of Iron Buddha.

The two just rushed out of the passage.

"Moo——"

Sure enough, a low and rumbling roar came from the side. Fu Qinghai, who had been mentally prepared for it, turned around and pulled out the Blue Fang Chainsword and slashed at it without even looking.

"Clang! Bang!"

Fu Qinghai was knocked away with his head, and the power back plate hit the wall of spiritual bones hard, making a cracked dent. Then he fell down steadily, and it seemed that he was not seriously injured.

Salamander turned to look at the Khorne Steel Bull. What surprised her was that this Khorne demon, which was completely immune to the shuriken pistol, had a deep and long gap on its face.

Salamander was still wondering why Fu Qinghai still wore a chain saw weapon when he had a power weapon. He didn't expect that this chain sword could easily hurt this demon.

"Wow, Gods above, look what this is?"

The Khorne Steel Bull was clawing its feet on the spot, seeming to be re-gaining its momentum. At this moment, a voice sounded. The two turned to look, and the Dark Apostle walked out of the shadows, exclaiming:

"A Space Marine and an Eldar actually fight side by side. If the dying Corpse Emperor sees this scene in front of him, you will probably be angry enough to bring him back to life, haha!"

The Word Bearer sneered.

After saying that, he looked at Fu Qinghai's black gold power armor and the regiment crest on his shoulder. He felt a little unfamiliar. After thinking for a while, he couldn't find the name, so he mocked:

"It turns out to be a newly established battle group. Let me tell you, no wonder you are so impatient to come here to die. Haha, I don't even bother to kill you, a mere unknown person."

The Iron Buddha Chapter has been discriminated against!

Have you never heard of Qingshan Khan?

Fu Qinghai narrowed his eyes slightly and thought: The Navigator Ambassador looks down on the Iron Buddha Chapter, and you don’t know the Iron Buddha Chapter... That’s right, no fame means no fame. I came here specifically to the planet Kelnak III. Isn't it just to meddle in other people's business to build a reputation for the war group? It's time for you to be operated on!

Salamander glared at him:

"Dirty Chaos believer, get out of the temple of the Eldar! Your soul, your breath, your existence itself are defiling this extraordinary sacred creation all the time!"

Fu Qinghai was not angry at all, he said calmly:

"The Word Bearers' understanding of the common interests of mankind is still so superficial. No wonder the Perfect City was bombed. I'm curious, when you knelt down to the Ultramarines, was the expression on your face as unruly as it is now? ?”

"You, you... uhh!"

Being said to have hit a sore point, the Dark Apostle was immediately furious. He pointed his scepter at the opponent and was so angry that he could not speak.

"Roar--"

The steel bull of Khorne attacks again.

Fu Qinghai saw that the gap on the face of the Khorne Steel Bull was slowly healing under the influence of some unknown force. With a move in his heart, he retracted the chainsword and pulled out the inertia hammer.

Salamander was even more confused. She didn't know what true Adamantium alloy was. According to the Eldar's usual thinking, she was guessing that the chain saw weapon might have some kind of psychic enchantment, so it could easily damage the terrorists. Torturing the steel bull - but she didn't sense any aura related to psychic energy or ether.

But now Fu Qinghai has changed his hammer again.

"I'm going to solve that chaos..."

Before Salamander finished speaking, he saw Qingshan take a step forward towards the Khorne Steel Bull. He held the hammer in both hands and twisted his waist in a circle. The square iron-gray hammer head looked very simple and unpretentious. , there is no electric arc flash of the cracking force field, no flame light bursting out of psychic energy, the steel bull of Khorne bows its head without hesitation, and the space warriors hammer down impartially...

“Dong~~~”

A shocking loud noise.

The entire Eldar temple seemed to tremble.

The floor of the wraith bones was raised, and dust was falling from the top of the head. With the huge kinetic energy brought by the early sprint and body weight, the Khorne Steel Bull was actually hit by Fu Qinghai's hammer...

Turned around in a circle.

The blood god Niu Niu was stunned.

He stood there with his head tilted and was at a loss.

Fu Qinghai continued to step forward without pausing. Using one foot as the axis, he turned the hammer twice again, and then hit the Khorne Steel Bull's broad face with the hammer again.

“Dong~~~”

The Khorne Steel Bull was overturned completely, and its hooves flew into the sky. On the other side, the Howling Banshee and the Dark Apostle were already fighting. Salamander, without the Banshee mask, lost the most deadly one. The large weapon was retreating steadily in the face of the short and powerful power scepter of the Dark Apostle, when suddenly a huge creature flew towards this side.

The keen Salamander was the first to sense the incoming giant thing, and immediately jumped to avoid it with a backflip. De Han, who was about to pursue the victory, suddenly felt a shadow shrouded him. He looked up and saw that his Khorne Steel Bull was the largest and most powerful. The Khorne steel bull actually rose into the air and flew towards him!

"Bang!"

The Khorne steel bull hit the Dark Apostle. One bull pressed down on one person, and they all rolled backwards in a circle. The armor on the chest and back of the Dark Apostle was shattered. He groaned in pain and was about to push away. The Khorne Steel Bull got up, the Howling Banshee held the scimitar, and the Space Marine held the hammer, they were already fighting together.

The Khorne Steel Bull shook his head and stood up. De Han quickly kicked the ground and took two steps back. He raised his scepter and pointed it at the two of them, and loudly recited a spell in Colchis dialect.

The pungent breath of ether emerged in this underground space, and the surrounding area began to flicker with mosaic-like blur. The dark and obscure spiritual fire was boiling, directly passing over the power suit and vibranium lining, attached to his skin, and began to continuously Biting, burning and gnawing at Fu Qinghai's body and soul.

"Ahhhh——"

Fu Qinghai couldn't help but scream in pain.

On the contrary, the spirit bone armor on Salamander was very thin and close-fitting, but it blocked the burning of the psychic flame.

Salamander crossed Fu Qinghai and ran forward, raised his shuriken pistol and fired a series of volleys, trying to interrupt the Dark Apostle's spellcasting, but was head-over-headed by the Khorne Steel Ox that rushed over from the side. Upon seeing this, De Han quickly got up and ran back.

Fu Qinghai staggered forward two steps and fell to one knee with a "pop" sound. He felt that hot pus and blood were flowing out of his nostrils, eyes and ears, and the goggles and breathing valve of the helmet were blocked. He raised his hand to take off the helmet filled with turbid liquid, and took a breath with dull eyes. The skin on his face had begun to fester and fall off, revealing red muscles and white bones, as if his face had been ripped off alive.

"Um……"

Fu Qinghai slowly raised his head.

The eyes were flashing strangely red.

The Khorne Steel Bull, who was about to charge towards Fu Qinghai, was glared at by these red eyes. He suddenly braked and stood there, snorting heavily.

At this moment, inexplicable anger and violence filled Fu Qinghai's heart. He didn't realize that a certain genetic talent called "War Will Confused" had been quietly activated. At this moment, his mind went blank, his eyes were red, his teeth... He clenched his teeth, clenched his fist with his left hand, and squeezed the handle of the hammer with his right hand. Step by step, he slowly approached the steel bull of Khorne. Faced with such an intimidating aura, the giant brass beast even began to kick its hooves and retreat step by step...

"ah--"

Fu Qinghai roared angrily, raised the inertial hammer with both hands, and hit the Khorne Steel Bull's head with a "BANG" sound, hammering it directly into the wraith bone floor.

"Green mountains...green..."

A weak voice sounded from the side.

When Fu Qinghai heard this call, he suddenly blinked his eyes and shook his head violently. The redness in his pupils slowly faded, and he turned to look to the side. Salamander was struggling to stand up and stand from the wall. got up.

Fu Qinghai lowered his head and looked at the dead Khorne Steel Bull in front of him, his eyes slightly blank, and he had no memory of what had just happened.

He hurriedly ran over to help Salamander up. The Howling Banshee coughed up a mouthful of blood, leaned over and picked up his powered scimitar, raised the tip and pointed forward:

"Qingshan, quickly... stop him quickly!"

Fu Qinghai raised his head and saw that the only source of light in this deep and dark underground space was the spiritual bone altar in the distance. The entire altar was composed of clusters of crystals, emitting a soft and faint light.

At this moment, the Dark Apostle is trying to climb up the altar. The spike-like crystal clusters are pricking blood in the gaps of his broken armor and flowing down the crystal. At the highest point in the middle of the altar, there is an exquisite long sword. .

The two of them hurried to the altar.

Fu Qinghai rotated the inertia hammer while running, and after a full circle, he came out of his hand. The hammer flew through the air towards the Dark Apostle, smashing him down onto the altar, and exploding a pile of crystal clear crystal fragments.

As Salamander ran, he looked intently at the line of inscriptions on the altar, and whispered a few lines of Eldar language that Fu Qinghai could not understand. As he chanted, the howling banshee suddenly opened his eyes wide. , lost his voice and said:

"Sword of Sorrow, Cavil!"

"That's an old woman's sword!"

What sword? Before Fu Qinghai could hear clearly, Salamander had already jumped up and jumped towards the high altar regardless of his injury. At the same time, the Dark Apostle mustered up the strength to raise his scepter and swiped at the crystal cluster. A cluster of sharp crystals shot straight at the Howling Banshee, causing Salamander to scream and fall to the ground.

At this time, Fu Qinghai finally recalled some simple settings of the Sword of the Old Woman, and he also saw that the Sword of the Old Woman was the core of the competition between the two sides. Whoever can get the long sword can reverse the situation. You can kill everyone.

All three of them were scarred, but Fu Qinghai had stronger self-healing ability and did not need Salamander's signal. Seeing the Dark Apostle struggling to climb towards the old woman's sword, Fu Qinghai jumped onto the crystal altar with several leaps. Just as he was about to pull out the long sword before the Dark Apostle, suddenly there was a force warning in his heart!

Fu Qinghai withdrew his hand by mistake.

"Gahahaha..."

De Han smiled evilly and stretched out his hand, grasped the hilt of the old woman's sword, and pulled it out from the altar with force!

"No……"

The howling banshee lying on the ground widened her eyes.

The Dark Apostle raised the Sword of the Old Woman in his hand.

The next second, "Boom——"

The blazing spiritual flame exploded on the sword, and then immediately spread along the sword to the whole body of the Dark Apostle, wrapping him in the flames.

"ah!!!"

The Word Bearers let out a heart-rending scream.

The Dark Apostle frantically shook his hands, trying to throw away the long sword in his hand, but the old woman's sword seemed to be stuck to his palm, and he could not break free. In the end, the Chaos Space Marine could only raise the power staff. , slashed hard at his right arm, and the broken arm in his hand fell to the ground together with the old woman's sword that he was holding tightly. The psychic flame on the Word Bearer's body finally gradually extinguished.

"Pfft."

The Dark Apostle fell backwards to the ground.

Fu Qinghai walked over and took a look. The Dark Apostle's eyes were dull, his armor was charred, and his skin was curled and swollen in layers. He seemed to be angered by Fu Qinghai's pitiful eyes. He mustered up the last bit of strength and turned his head to look over.

"May I have your name?"

He stared blankly at Fu Qinghai's face, as if he had discovered something magical, and suddenly asked.

"Green Mountain, Green Mountain Khan."

Fu Qinghai touched his face and replied.

The peeling and ulceration of his skin has slowly begun to improve under the repair of the Extremis virus. Fu Qinghai doesn't know why the Word Bearer has such an expression. Is it because he has never seen a space warrior who heals so quickly?

"Qingshan, Qingshan, what a good name..."

The Dark Apostle murmured to himself, and suddenly, a strange smile appeared on his severely burned face:

"Qingshan, do you think you won?"

Fu Qinghai frowned.

What does this mean?

"Hehehe, hahaha..."

The Dark Apostle let out a vague chuckle. As he laughed, he stretched out his few vitality. However, he did not seem to feel sad, regretful or painful. Instead, he stared straight at Fu Qinghai in front of him, intermittently The voice squeezed out from his throat:

"You know, I saw it, I saw it in you... Khorne likes you, hahaha, Khorne likes you. Sooner or later, you will become like us. Sooner or later, you will fall into Chaos. He will join our ranks. Hahahaha, because He likes you, you will become the person you once hated and hated the most..."

"You think you won, Qingshan?"

The dark apostle's ugly, twisted face smiled.

"Welcome to Chaos, my brother."

After leaving a meaningful word, the Word Bearer tilted his head and completely lost his vital signs.

Fu Qinghai stood there, his mind churning.

He didn't speak for a long time.

"Click..."

Suddenly, he heard a small noise.

Fu Qinghai turned around and saw Salamander Uslan, pressing his arm with one hand, limping towards the old woman's sword held in his broken arm.

"No, Sarah!"

Fu Qinghai shouted quickly.

The howling banshee raised her head, glanced at the man, shook her head slightly, and gasped weakly:

"No, Qingshan. I think I can..."

After saying that, Salamander leaned over and picked up the sword.

Fu Qinghai's heart rose to his throat.

Salamander opened the blackened palm and grasped the hilt of the old woman's sword. The exquisite and gorgeous Eldar sword lay quietly in her palm without any change.

"call……"

Fu Qinghai breathed a sigh of relief.

Salamander raised her head and smiled at him.

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Two chapters of six thousand words combined into one!