Dedicated Loyal Skulls to the Marvel Universe

"Are you convinced?"

Clayton picked up the dying high-level devil with one hand and asked, "I thought you were so powerful."

"you……………"

The high-level devil opened his eyes slightly and said: "You don't have martial ethics..."

"Ah."

Clayton shook the devil in his hand and said: "It's just a giant power spell. You were negligent, idiot."

"Okay, okay, I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you." The soul fire in Clayton's eyes suddenly became strong.

Opening the helmet, Clayton scratched the throat of the high devil.

As soon as he opened his mouth and sucked in, the soul energy of the higher devil entered Clayton's mouth through its seven skills.

"It seems that I am the first person to achieve the golden skeleton today." Feeling that his strength and soul are growing, Clayton is very happy and increases his efforts to absorb the devil's soul power.

Finally, after absorbing the devil's last bit of soul power, Clayton's body successfully turned into pale gold.

Now, Clayton is Richard’s No. 1 golden skeleton level powerhouse.

"Hahahahahaha, this is my power!!!"

He picked up the power sword in his hand and struck at a group of demons.

Boom boom boom! ! ! !

The black death sword energy drew a long sword mark on the ground, and the group of demons just now turned into flesh foam flying everywhere.

"hateful!"

"Let that idiot take the lead!"

"Clayton has such fast hand speed!"

"You're wrong."

"Quick fight!"

Seeing Clayton's successful promotion, the rest of the Soul Primarchs went crazy. They completely gave up on defense and fought for their lives, making everyone tremble.

"What a terrifying cohesion and loyalty!"

Steve looked at Matthew and Raul who were completely desperate, and sighed in his heart: "What a legion of monsters, and only a strong man like Sir Richard can control them."

Clayton's promotion was like sending a signal. Soon, under the desperate fighting style of the Soul Primarchs, their opponents died one after another, and they also completed their promotion by absorbing the devil's soul power.

Under the leadership of ten golden skeleton-level soul masters, the devils' defense line had completely collapsed, and devils of all sizes fled in all directions. Richard, who saw this scene in the sky, smiled happily.

"Fire soul."

Richard said loudly: "I've had enough fun and I don't want to spend more time talking to you. Do you want to die by yourself or should I send you to die?"

"Richard, you can't kill me."

Yan Po's divine realm trembled slightly, and Yan Po continued: "If you kill me, Lord Mephisto will not spare you."

"That old devil who only knows how to scheme against people?"

Richard said contemptuously: "Sooner or later, I will use his head to decorate my temple."

"As for you."

Richard smiled slightly, and the black sun began to emit more powerful sunlight.

"no no!!!"

Yan Po was horrified to find that his magma sea was constantly evaporating, no, disappearing, wasting away.

"Your laws are so strong!"

Yan Po's voice sounded particularly dry at this time, and he seemed to have a premonition of his fate.

"I can't help it, I'm just so good."

The black sun shook, showing Richard's pride.

"It's a pity that after all these years, I still can't beat a little human. Richard, your soul is very young. I really envy a genius like you."

Yan Po seemed to have given up resistance and started chatting with Richard.

"That's necessary, but I think you can wait."

"Ok?"

Taking advantage of Yan Po's daze, Richard plunged into the magma sea. The black sun was fully activated, and the magma sea quickly disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"You! How cruel! I will take you away even if I die!"

When Yan Po touched his godhead and prepared to self-destruct, six black chains came from six directions, tightly binding Yan Po's godhead.

A soul shock directly stunned Yan Po.

"You idiot, are you blowing yourself up now? It's too late!"

Richard used his divine power to form a chain to tie the godhead, and then directly pulled the godhead out.

Yan Po's divine domain slowly dissipated, and now Richard was left alone on the battlefield holding a piece of red divine energy in his hand.

Seeing that their boss was gone, the last few stubborn devils immediately gave up their resistance and tried to escape before Richard came down to deal with them.

"What a beautiful stone."

Richard shook the godhead in his hand and said, "Hey, hey, hey, come to your senses, don't pretend to be dead."

"what?"

Now Yan Po is still in a state of confusion. One moment he was very arrogantly staying in the magma sea and shouting that he has Lord Mephisto. Take it easy.

"why…………"

"Why do I care about you?"

Black-gold divine power appeared in Richard's palm, and then he moved towards the Yanso Godhead.

"Aba, aba, aba, aba..."

Yan Po's soul immediately lost consciousness and could only make a sound of unknown meaning.

"Tsk tut tut."

Richard put away the godhead. This godhead was not suitable for him. Originally, Richard wanted to absorb the soul of Yan Po, but there was a hunch in the dark that told him that this godhead and soul would be of great use.

Now Richard turned his attention to the battlefield. Looking at his men cleaning the battlefield, Richard could roughly tell that one third of them should be gone, and there were many Astartes in the fierce battle. He was beaten so hard that he lost his arms and legs.

Some even had only their heads left, and they were still stubbornly struggling to adjust the angle of their heads in order to see the God Emperor in his heart.

Ah this

Richard felt that there were some numb claws. Even if they were given new skeleton limbs now, the incompatibility of the souls would be difficult to deal with, and it would be fine to just change the arms and legs.

Richard looked at the struggling skull speechlessly.

What are these guys going to do if they only have one head left?

Looks like it's time to launch Project Fearless.

Richard felt that he should discuss the Dauntless Plan with Val.

"Ugh…………"

Steve walked alone on the battlefield filled with gunpowder smoke, holding two skulls in his hands.

"It's so cruel. It remains the same no matter how many times I watch it."

Looking at the Astartes warriors supporting each other, Steve sighed sincerely.

Fortunately, this is the battlefield of undead warriors. If it were a human battlefield, this level would be...

Horrible.

"Mr. Steve, don't be too sad. For us, death is nothing more than falling into the arms of the emperor."

A skull doesn't care about Steve's reaction, isn't it just death?They weren't considered living creatures anyway.

If it weren't for the Emperor, they might still be nothing more than a bunch of self-aware bones.