Infinite Metaverse

Why did the crystal statue of Sanguinius suddenly appear in front of him? Standing impartially and squarely at the entrance of the shack next to the Hong Pao gun base. Fu Qinghai knew very well: it was coming for him, there was no doubt about it.

So what is its purpose?

Fu Qinghai looked up at the statue in front of him and fell into a tangle. This is not the body of Sanguinius, but legend has it that this is the echoes and crystallized soul of Sanguinius's death - and in a world of psychic powers, this is much more awesome than a corpse.

But what can this crystallized soul do?

no one knows.

A treasure whose purpose is unknown, according to Qingshan Khan's usual style, he should keep it in his pocket. But this statue is too big. It is nearly five meters tall including the wings on its back, and it is impossible to fit it into a white suitcase.

As for the weight... Fu Qinghai stepped forward and hugged the statue with his hands. He used his waist and abdomen to pick up the huge five-meter-high crystal statue with one lift. He flipped his arms and the entire statue was carried on his shoulders - -The statue is actually very heavy, but for the humanoid crane Qingshan Khan, the weight is not a problem, the key is that it is too large.

Fu Qinghai put down the crystal statue.

You can't just break it up and take it away, right?

Thinking in his heart, he subconsciously placed his palms on the statue. The Saronite iron claw blade had just touched the crystal clear surface of the statue. A burst of white smoke suddenly appeared from the iron claw, and the eight demons in the ghost armor let out heart-rending screams. Call:

"Take it away, Qingshan, take your claws away!"

Fu Qinghai immediately retracted his palm.

The white smoke slowly dissipated, and Fu Qinghai looked at the place he had just touched. The statue was smooth, round and transparent, as if it had been polished several times, with five shallow marks on it. The demon in the armor was still shouting with lingering fear:

"It hurts me so much, Qingshan, it hurts so much."

In this case, there is nothing we can do.

Fu Qinghai ignored the devils' thoughts and took one last look at the crystal statue. He retracted his gaze and resolutely turned around and walked towards the battleship passage. He had no time to waste on this mysterious statue, he had more important things to accomplish.

The deck beneath the feet was still shaking from time to time, indicating that the space naval battle was not over yet. The fortress-like macro-cannon turret was surrounded by the broken corpses of beastmen, and the lights overhead flickered on and off, indicating that the battleship's energy transmission was now unstable.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Fu Qinghai walked into the passage, a black shadow like a hill stood in front of him, blocking the entire entrance. Fu Qinghai smelled a stench, a stench that had the same origin as the father of the plague, Kugas, and he slowly raised his head.

This is a Death Guard Chaos Sorcerer, wearing a set of cavalry-type Terminator power armor. He was already burly, but the fat that squeezed out of the gaps in his armor also wrapped around his power armor, turning him into a layered mountain of fat flesh. His face was covered with warts and cysts, and his whole head was like a moldy potato with pits and pits. When he spoke, pus-yellow saliva continued to flow from his teeth.

"Where's your master, bitch?"

A rude grunt came from overhead.

The Chaos Wizard looked down at Fu Qinghai.

He stepped on the remains of a Black Legion Chaos Space Marine, and stamped the helmet and head into the deck. The broken brains mixed with blood spattered everywhere.

"Tell me, where is Abaddon?"

The Chaos Wizard threatened with spittle flying around.

Fu Qinghai narrowed his eyes slightly when he heard this:

"I'd also like to know where he is."

As soon as the words fell, the two people quickly collided with each other, almost facing each other face to face. The giant ax and claws were locked together to compete with each other. Many space warriors behind the Chaos Wizard opened fire at the same time. Several explosive rounds hit the side of Fu Qinghai's knees one after another, emitting bright and dazzling sparks. Although he failed to penetrate the metal shell of Uru, the kinetic energy and impact contained in it made him a little unstable, so he swung the giant ax outward with force.

"Qiang——"

The claw blades were staggered across the axe.

The special attribute of saronite is to absorb souls, which can cause direct damage to the spirit body. However, in terms of hardness, saronite is not particularly outstanding. It is not as good as Uru metal, not as good as Adamantium alloy, and even not as good as adamantine. .

"You also want to find my prey."

The Death Guard Chaos Wizard said with a smile.

Fu Qinghai has roughly guessed who he is.

Tagus Daravik, Lord of the Troops.

"That's right, so stay out of my way."

Fu Qinghai said coldly. The dark gold and blue metal bat wings behind him folded inward with a clatter, helping him block the dense explosions fired from around him. The barrages hit the blue energy wing membrane and the steel frame, making a "ding, clang, clank" explosion.

Fu Qinghai spread his wings and pounced forward.

"Hoo ho, that's really interesting."

There was morbid pleasure in Daravik's whisper:

"Someone is actually interested in my exclusive prey. You have some strength, warrior. Join my command, and I will make you the legion champion of the parasitic legion. How about it?"

Daravik actually started to recruit.

The former champion of the Parasitic Legion, the Iron Warrior Chaos Lord Ulrich Ansentin, has been personally killed by Daravik - the Black Legion and the Parasitic Legion each sent their champions to duel, and the Black Legion's champion Kayan defeated Ulrich, the champion of the parasitic legion, solicited the latter. As soon as Ulrich showed a hint of intention, Daravik chopped off his head with an axe.

And this is just a microcosm of the many grudges and blood feuds between the Black Legion and the Parasitic Legion.

However, Qingshan Khan ignored this suggestion at all, and even turned a deaf ear to it. His claws blocked the giant ax swung down by Daravik. The huge force coming from the ax handle shocked the host of the army—— But that's all. Compared with strength, the more powerful characteristics of the Death Guard are tenacity and recovery. Daravik roared and faced the charging black-armored warrior without dodging.

"Bang!"

The herpes burst and pus sprayed everywhere.

Fu Qinghai's claws scratched off all the fat and warts that had spilled out of Daravik's armor. Daravik's whole body was like countless pieces of meat that were constantly shaking off. His cheeks and corners of his mouth were peeled off by the claws. , but he didn't seem to feel any pain. Instead, he looked relaxed and didn't care at all - but his relaxed expression soon solidified on his face.

As a Chaos Wizard, Daravik clearly felt that every time the pair of blue iron claws scratched, they not only shredded the fat on his body, but even sucked out his own soul! This made his mind become confused and groggy. Before the leader of the army could even use Nurgle's witchcraft, he gradually lost his ability to cast spells due to the loss of his soul bit by bit.

The claws of Saronite grated and screamed in the air filled with the smell of gunpowder smoke and the stench of abscess, and the hooks removed piece after piece of armor. Daravik weakly raised the ax in an attempt to parry and resist. The iron claws directly split the handle of Daravik's axe, and the chopping momentum continued unabated, continuing to split Daravik's palm and slice it lengthwise. He split the two halves of the heavily armored wrist and cut off his forearm from the wrist. Finally, it cut deeply into the neck guard of the King of Arms and sank into his chest with the sound of metal breaking.

Daravik was like a towering mountain of meat. Fu Qinghai's bat wings were flapping behind his back, and he stood in front of Daravik's chest. He clasped his head with both hands and pulled it back hard, and with a sound With a bone-crushing sound of tearing and peeling, the entire head of the host was pulled out of the body together with the spinal segments connected to the head. The meat mountain fell backwards with a crash, and Fu Qinghai still stood on the body, holding up the ugly head held in the claws with one hand, and a shaky white spine hanging below the head.

The leader of the army was declared dead.

The parasitic legion and gang members collapsed instantly.

He turned around and ran back in disarray.

Just looking at this undisciplined, unorganized and devoid of any honor, it is hard to imagine that these guys were once interstellar warriors. They were once the most well-equipped, hardest-trained, and most tactically proficient force in the entire human empire. . They are completely like bandits and bandits.

…

Inside a passage on the lower deck of the Spirit of Vengeance.

Kayan suddenly stood silent.

Surrounded by the Chaos Space Marines he had killed.

"What's wrong with you, Kayan?"

The Spirit Clan Scourge next to him gasped and asked.

She turned away from a hanging body.

Nefertari, as a Dark Eldar and the true child of the nobility of Commorragh, has an appearance that is extremely beautiful even in the eyes of humans and scarlet wings modified by the Haemonculi. At this moment, she had a satisfied smile on her face, and her white cheeks were splattered with drops of blood - through killing and torturing the parasitic Legion Chaos Space Marines, the pain of the Dark Eldar being slowly sucked out of their souls by the Prince of Joy all the time finally subsided slightly.

"I see him again, I see him again."

Kayan's eyes were empty and he repeated to himself:

"He's coming after us. He's on our boat."

Nefertari knew that whenever Kayon fell into this state of inertia, he was using his psychic tentacles to penetrate other people's minds. He didn't know what he saw at this moment that frightened this powerful Thousand Sons wizard.

"Are you afraid, Master?"

A large cat, comparable in size to a rhinoceros, walked over with a tattered corpse in its mouth. Putting down the Chaos Space Marine that was pierced by its fangs, the demon-possessed lynx tilted its head and looked at Kayan in confusion. In its heart, Kayon rarely showed this emotion. Even when facing Abaddon, Kayon never showed any fear.

"You are indeed scared, Master."

Demon Lynx Nagua said as if confirming.

"Of course, of course...I'm scared."

Kayan still stood blankly looking ahead:

"Of course I should be afraid, because I don't want to die. If it were you, Nagua, you wouldn't be able to last even one turn under his hands, and then your subspace essence would be torn apart by those claws... Mom Yes, Daravik is dead!"

Kayan suddenly jumped up and shouted.

"Daravik is dead?"

Nefertari raised her hair in confusion and said:

"Isn't this what you want? Or do you think that the honor of ending the host of the army with your own hands must fall on your head? Then you are somewhat overjoyed, Kayan."

"No, no, no..."

Kayan shook his head and backed away.

His tone was full of panic and regret:

"He was the one who killed Daravik. He chased him, and he really chased him... I should have expected it, how could a mere teleportation get rid of this nightmare. That thing can also join gangs, he and the real Space Marines Exactly the same!”

"Kayan, calm down!"

Neferita had to remind.

"ah!"

Kayon suddenly came back to his senses - the Chaos Space Marine he possessed was chopped into pieces by a claw. He felt the same in his psychic vision, as if he was also cut into several pieces by the strange iron claws. Kayan looked around and found that his Eldar Scourge and Demonic Lynx were looking at him quietly. Kayan knew that he was a little out of sorts, but he couldn't care less about it.

He lowered his head and took out a pile of cards.

He rummaged around in a hurry.

This is the psychic card used by Kayan to seal demons - among all the Thousand Sons wizards, he is the only one who still masters this unique skill. There is a demon sealed in each card. At critical moments, Kayon can quickly summon the demon for his own use. Kayan turned out a card called "Tattered Knight" and stared at it for a long time. This was his most powerful card, but when he thought of that guy who had killed two Chaos Demons...

How could the Tattered Knight be his opponent?

Kayon put down the pile of cards in his hand again

At this moment, the Thousand Sons Wizard was in a state of confusion.

He wanted to persuade Ezekiel to give up the Spirit of Vengeance and leave, but even if Ezekiel agreed, how could he convince the other Space Marines of the Black Legion to give up the legendary battleship Spirit of Vengeance? If you haven't seen it with your own eyes, who would believe that such a terrifying thing really exists? Kayan knew the officers of the Black Legion, they must see it with his own eyes, and then they would be slaughtered.

Kayan took off his helmet and rubbed his eyebrows.

Force yourself to think carefully and calmly.

That nightmare is on this ship right now, how to stop him? Who can stop him? Short of abandoning ship, Kayon could think of no better way. But asking him to give up the Spirit of Vengeance, not to mention other legion soldiers, he himself couldn't make up his mind either - the machine soul of the Spirit of Vengeance is still his sister! Once "Itzara", now "Enamenesis".

Wait, machine spirit, Anamenesis...

Suddenly, an idea occurred to Kayan.

"Where is the place where Daravik died?"

Kayan tried to remember what he had just seen.

Looking back at the memory of death, this feeling is not pleasant. There was no longer a living Chaos Space Marine in that passage for him to possess, so Kayon could only repeat the experience of being "killed" over and over again, carefully exploring some of the things that the poor warrior had ignored before he died. Looking at the details, he finally saw a vague mark on the wall.

"DG-26-248."

The paint on the walls was badly worn.

But Kayan could barely make it out.

"Itzara, where is DG-26-248?"

Kayan quickly contacted the bridge of the Vengeful Spirit.

"I am not Etzara. Your Etzara is dead. I am Anamenesis, Kayon."

The machine spirit in the bridge corrected dissatisfiedly.

"I don't care who you are, answer my question."

Kayan roared impatiently.

"That's a warship passage, located at the tail of the Vengeful Spirit. The three-dimensional view has been transmitted to your helmet, and you can check the specific location in the eyepiece."

The machine spirit Enamenesis said.

Kayan put his helmet back on.

Then he saw where the passage was.

"Sure enough, sure enough, I remember that the torpedo hit was close to there. There is still a chance, we still have a chance! I want to completely banish that thing. He does not belong to the real universe. I want to let him return to where he belongs. !”

Kayan said excitedly, clenching his fists.

Then he immediately ordered:

"Enamenesis, detonate the subspace engine, I know you can do it, detonate it now!"

"What, are you crazy?"

Machine Soul asked in disbelief.

"Execute my orders!"

Kayan ordered with a firm and unquestionable tone:

"Transmit energy, overload, and then detonate! Otherwise, I will send someone over there to deploy a melta bomb."

"You've gone crazy, Kayan!"

The machine spirit Ainamenesis is still trying to protest:

"You will kill this battleship completely, you will kill all the crew members on this battleship... you will kill me, what are you going to do, Kayan, I don't want to die!"

"Execute my order."

Kayan said in a deep voice word by word:

"Be obedient, Itzara."

He called out his sister's nickname again.

"The order is being carried out."

The machine spirit Enamenesis said in despair.

…

Inside a certain warship passage.

Fu Qinghai waited patiently for Green Shell to collect gene seeds. Suddenly, he felt a violent vibration under his feet, and then the walls, ceiling and ventilation ducts also vibrated together, as if some huge energy was being accumulated... Then he saw, in the corner A section of the cracked cable inside suddenly erupted into a large dazzling white arc spark.

How is this going?

Fu Qinghai looked around in surprise.

Why does it feel like...

Is the Vengeful Spirit going to warp jump?

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