Warhammer Throne

The duel between Kabanha and Fukun shattered the aftermath on heaven like a **** descended on the mortal world. Kabanha has destroyed countless worlds. It has personally slaughtered every mortal world and transformed it into a demon world. It once turned the kingdom of the gods into a sea of ​​fire, and countless local gods fell under its giant axe and long whip. It once slaughtered all the mortals who bravely guarded their homeland.

Cabanha had also fought against San Gilles. It was the era of the great expedition. For the first time, Cabanha was only a little bit close to killing San Giles, but he was breaking San Gil. After one leg of Les, he was still trying to defeat the big demon by the angels. The second time was in the siege of Tyra. This time San Giles did not give Cabanha a chance again, so he was very clean and defeated the big demon. His head was chopped off.

And under the horror of abuse, there is actually only one great demon comparable to Kabanha, and that is Angejas, the guardian of the ten thousand heads, the favorite of the terrifying throne, the commander of the bloodthirsty demon, who brings death. He is also the strongest bloodthirsty monster. There is no one. However, Angejas does not belong to the Horror Demon Army. It is only responsible for serving the Lord of Horror, so it is extremely difficult to be summoned, except for Angerjas. Outside of entering, Kabanha is the number one demon under the fear of abuse.

There is no doubt that Kabanha has the power to challenge the original.

However, all this has a limitation, that is, there must be enough Chaos Wind.

Therefore, Kabanha, who descended on his own body, could be evenly matched with Fukun at the beginning. The sacred duel between the two almost blew up half of Constantinia. It was a battle between the gods, and almost no one was qualified. Participating in it, even the most craziest Skaven plague priests who only know how to praise the big horned rat as a long live charge were trembling with fear at this level of battle.

However, after the initial fierce battle, Kabanha's power was eventually limited by the Maelstrom and the Great Guardian, and its power began to gradually weaken.

As for Fukun, the more he attacked, the fiercer he was. He held a sword in one hand and a gun in the other. The original body was enough to smash a mountain every time. His fighting spirit became more and more prosperous. The long-lost battle allowed him to run his aura to the limit. At the pinnacle, it is like returning to the world with the original weight that followed the war commander to establish endless glory during the great expedition. Although he is also suppressed by the maelstrom and the great guardian, Fogen is different from Kabanha. He finally has a person who can walk in the mortal world. Body.

The strength of one party is constantly increasing, but the strength of the other party is gradually weakening. Kabanha knew that he could not escape the fate of defeat. The body of the legendary horror evil spirit was pierced into the epidermis by the sharp power sword glory, and Fugen was cruel and uncompromising. Relentlessly sweeping the blade from Kabanha's left armpit to its chest, hot blood spurted from the torn flesh.

Sotego’s spear pierced Kabanha’s right shoulder accurately, but the legendary terrifying demon crazily reached out to hold it, and the brass battle axe swept across, leaving a deep line on Fugen’s purple-gold armor. On the wound, the original body snorted and increased the output power. Under the stimulus of Fugen's psychic energy, the power of the snake **** Sotego turned into several trainings and injected it into the right shoulder of the great demon.

Explosion, distortion, tearing, corrosion.

Under the snake venom, the legendary horror tyrannical demon couldn't help but roar, and the purple blood has now joined the battlefield of both sides.

Zijin fights blood red, and psychic power fights magic light!

"The boundless sea of ​​blood!" All the limbs and skeletons of the Great Horror Demon spewed blood, and its blood spread across the entire battlefield, steaming in anger, and released in hatred. Kabanha opened his arms: "This is the realm of the gods. !"

"Heliopolis!" Fukun’s handsome face is absolutely confident, his voice is incomparably beautiful, his power is as hot as a star, and his psychic energy is fully released, and there is a magnificent corridor. The illusion of appeared in front of everyone.

This promenade is composed of cold white marble, and luxurious agate is used as a support column. Every corner is inlaid and piled with gold. The endless glory of the emperor’s son is shown in front of everyone, with thousands of reliefs. Each of the hundreds of tapestries is Fogan's masterpiece, and his glory and power are displayed here.

Kabanha quickly felt extremely angry at Fukun's display of his glory, and the legendary horror demon immediately spread his wings and rushed into the depths of the promenade.

In the deepest part of the promenade, it is a large conference room. Under the luxurious decoration, charming sculptures, hanging silk purple flags, decorated with elegant mosaic patterns and so on are innumerable gorgeous furnishings. Even the legendary horror monster like Kabanha was dazzled by the show, Fukun sat on the black marble throne and waited for the guests.

Noble demeanor, beautiful glory, elegant manners, invincible self-confidence, supreme glory, the emperor’s son Primordial condescendingly looked at Kabanha who rushed into the gate of the Phoenix, and smiled: "Which one I and the dog’s head fear abuse? beautiful?"

Kabanha was stunned for a few seconds, and almost immediately thought that he was a lower and more inferior existence.

The legendary horror demon immediately realized what shameful mistake he had committed. It refused to answer Fukun’s question, and was so angry that sulfur flames burst out of his body: "Death!!!"

"This is my domain, devil, die!" Fukun leaped down from his seat, and the emperor's son's original body turned into a phoenix fire and collided head-on with Kabanha's scarlet shadow.

"Blood sacrifice to the blood god, skull offering skull seat!"

"Son of the emperor, kill the enemy of his father!"

The two sides passed by, time and space stagnated here, loud noises roared, the mortal world and the subspace were twisted into a ball, blew up above the sky, and infinite energy fell like a meteor shower.

All the fighting stopped, everyone was watching all this intently.

Who's winning?

The first to land was Fugen. The Emperor’s Son Primordial was the first to land on the ground. His power sword Glory and the snake **** Sotego’s war spear had already drank Kabanha’s blood, but Primordial’s face was slightly ugly. , He stuck his spear on the ground, and covered his abdomen with his hand.

Kabanha's great axe and brass whip left paw print-like wounds on his abdomen and back, and the blood of the original body was spilled on the ground.

Then what fell on the ground was the legendary horror, Kabanha laughed loudly, his tomahawk and whip were full of the blood of the original body, and it belongs to it today...

The next second, the laughter stopped abruptly.

Kabanha let out thunderous screams and screams. It stretched out its hands to hold its neck, but waterfall-like blood spurted from between its fingers, and the legendary horror desperately tried to cover the wound. I want to do something more, but its power is fading away at an extremely fast speed. When it becomes extremely weak, the suppression from the Maelstrom and the Great Guard becomes so strong that the Great Demon’s skin automatically starts to burn , Its flesh and blood disintegrated in the air, and its bones disappeared with the wind, turning into strands of fine sand.

"It's...not over..." Kabanha's arms lost their strength, and it was full of regret and anger to say its last last words of this coming, and then turned into ashes in the flames.

As Kabanha was banished, the entire Terrorist Demon Army dissipated in the flames and wind.

The emperor’s son Gene Primarch pressed his wounds, and he was too eager to tell the victory or defeat with Kabanha, which caused him to be seriously injured, but the battle can no longer be delayed. The sooner the victory is decided, his people and soldiers The more we can save.

"Be careful of the top!" Inside the Sunfire Amulet, San Giles' voice was as anxious as a hurricane.

"What?" Fukun subconsciously wanted to dodge, but the injuries on his body affected the movement of the original body. Between the electric light and flint, a huge scythe slashed down, and the plague master orange was flowing on the bone frills. With the yellow blessing, the sharp war blade cut the flesh and blood along Fugen's armor, leaving a huge bone wound from the left shoulder of the emperor's son to the right waist.

"No! Legion commander!" The remaining Costantiniye defenders exclaimed, but they were too far away to make it.

Fukun flew out in a scream, flew out several tens of meters, the original body fell into a piece of rubble, and the blood could no longer be stopped, the emperor's son original body struggled to see the new appearance Enemy: "Brother..."

The Primarch of Ascension, the lord of the 14th Legion, and the death guard gene Primarch Mortarian appeared in front of Fugen, and Fugen's blood was still dripping on the sickle in his hand: "Hello, brother. "

"You can finally give it up?" Fugan was stepped on his chest with a foot on his chest, and he breathed hard.

"I've been waiting for an opportunity. Now, let me wait." The completely distorted face behind Motarian's respirator couldn't help exuding a happy expression: "Ha, look at your desolate and decadent face. Looks like, is this still the evil Demon Primarch I know? I announced that I won, and I will reclaim two Primarchs, and my old father will reward me."

"Don't think about it!" Fogen tried to push away the foot that was on his chest, but the injury and the decline in physical strength caused by his previous full strength, coupled with Motarian's great strength, made him helpless.

"What are you still struggling with?" Mortarian was contented to keep exhaling mustard-colored gas. He is now more like a demon than a human, but at least his face is still like a human, and the Death Guard Primordial Body was immediately summoned. The Nurgle Demon Legion once again stopped the army in the City of the Sun, and at the same time the death shrouds lined up to block the remaining defenders: "Oh, come back with me and serve the father."

"Don't think about it!" Fogen firmly refused: "I have made a mistake once, and I will not make a second time."

"Stupid!" Mortarian's face was full of hatred and anger: "I thought you could learn something from the Lord of Joy in these ten thousand years, but now it seems that you have become more stupid. Now, you will actually return to your father's side and be willing to be his slave and runaway? You are such a trash, Fukun, don’t you understand that he is always using and exploiting us, think about how he treats us He is like a slave owner with a collar in his hand, constantly beating us with whips to let us do things for him, besides a few hot dogs, what else has he given us?"

"He gave us glory and faith. He gave mankind hope and the future. He gave me the opportunity to redeem. He left his empire with endless wealth. To this day, the human empire is still seeking in his legacy. Nutrition and strength." Fugen grabbed Motarian’s rotten iron boots with both hands: "I returned to him again, just to redeem and make up for the mistakes I had committed. I was too wrong, but I still have a chance."

"You're gone! Fool!" Motarian yelled impatiently, "What are you still insisting on? Fogen, my brother, just him? That rubbish? He took everything from me and took me away. He thinks that he is superior and indispensable, he is indifferent, he is ruthless, he is like a machine, he only knows to squeeze the surplus value from us, he acts arbitrarily, everything is stipulated, we are only in his hands The wrench!"

After finishing talking, Mortarian opened his arms, his guards' death shroud blocked the Phoenix Guards’ attack, isolating the reinforcements. Of course, the death shroud was supposed to crush Fukun’s guards, but after crossing the giant Asia After the space storm, the combat effectiveness of the Death Shroud was greatly weakened, and coupled with the laws of physics, the value of the Maelstrom, and the Great Guardian, the Death Shroud could only temporarily repel the Phoenix Guards.

"I'm willing to fall." Fugen suddenly sneered: "Look at what you look like. You are like a candy without a sugar. While crying that Dad is unfair, he keeps emphasizing how hard and hard he is, secretly thinking. The kid who wants attention? You are really rubbish, and whoever gives you sugar to eat you will go with you! And the wrench? You are just a wild dog begging everywhere!"

"Enough!" Fugen's words really angered Mortarian. The Demon chuckled and sneered to cover up his anger: "You have been brainwashed, and you don't know anything about that cold and cruel father. He used all of us on the road to attaining the Godhead, and you have all lost the ability to think independently."

The Demons stood tall and said triumphantly: "And I am different. The loving father told the essence of subspace, birth, reproduction, decay, death, how beautiful, how glorious, and how vibrant the world is. I am democratic. Fighter, I am the people’s choice. That dictatorship will be overthrown, and I will spread the glory of freedom and democracy in the universe. I will fight for the people of the entire universe. My plague star will become a beacon of freedom and democracy. !"

"Forget it, I wanted to take you away directly, but now I don't think it is necessary." Motarian raised the alien pistol in his hand-the light, and placed it on Fugen's head: "You You don't need this body, brother, the loving father will give you and San Giles a better one. Don't worry, it will be over in one go."

"Really?" Fugen's face suddenly showed a dark smile: "I can bet with you, I bet you don't have bullets in your gun!"

"What?" Motarian was taken aback, he pressed the trigger violently, but suddenly the light just emitted a puff of smoke and did not fire!

The laws of physics in this world are different, so the beacon can’t be used!

Fugen attacked the people later, and Sotego's war spear directly pierced Mortarian's chin from the side. The Demon's original body immediately used the plague scythe to resist it in a panic, but his feet were loosened and Fugen escaped smoothly.

"It's too slow, brother." Fukun immediately seized the opportunity to launch a series of onslaught. His sword and spear were like poisonous snakes and pointed at all the vital points of Mortarian. The golden pike and purple sword shadow were in the air. It set off a lot of waves until it turned into a huge wave, and every blow showed the posture of a tsunami on the face, hitting Motarian back and forth again and again.

However, it was not very effective. The entire body of the Demon Primarch formed an impenetrable defensive circle from the plague censer, the rags blessed by Nurgle, and the rotting Barbarian armor. Fogen's attack did not work.

"Hmm~" Fukun could feel that he was losing blood rapidly. His physical strength was consumed in the previous battles, and Motarian is the original body known for its endurance and long-lasting, strong defense, not to mention it. Nurgle's help.

This battle will be extremely difficult.

However, only facing difficulties, Fukun raised his gun and sword and launched an attack again.

In the distorted flicker, the collision of the Plague Scythe and the Glory and Sotego Spears can only be seen as the afterimages are distorted, sparks are splashing, and the battles are like gods. Costantiniye, who was already in a mess, was now covered with debris, and it was as clean as an ancient sage’s building.

The star dome is shattered, everything is withered, and it is as heavy as a mountain [abiquku.biz], the sky collapses and the earth cracks.

Finally, the impact sounded through the entire Ruthcia Isthmus. With Fogen’s fierce attack, a hole appeared in Mortarian’s indestructible defense circle, a slight invisible crack, and the emperor’s son Primordial knew he had to Seize the opportunity, only a perfect blow can defeat Motarian, otherwise he will lose!

Fukun leaped sharply, and Sotego’s spear pointed directly at Mortarian’s weakness. The Demon Primarch was shocked and immediately retreated and wrapped himself with wings. However, his move exposed himself to another point. For a weak point, Fugen immediately shot out his sword, the blade was faster than the lightning, and pointed directly at Motarian's neck and the respirator above!

The violent collision and the oncoming spark storm rolled up Fugen’s hair and cloak, unfolded Motarian’s cloak, and the golden power sword hit the surface of the absolute defensive circle on Motarian’s neck. The armor of the demon's original body and the guardian of Nurgle were creaking, and one after another cracks of the tortoise began to appear.

"Hmm!!!" Motarian used all his power to maintain his absolute defensive circle. He yelled frantically, either you die or I die!

"Be a break! Brother!"

"Very good, just as I want!"

The cracks are getting more and more dense, the absolute defensive circle of the Demon's original body has almost completely collapsed under the full attack of Fukun. Seeing that the sword of glory is about to break his breather, Motta Rian's tenacity gave him an advantage.

Due to excessive blood loss and exhaustion from fighting for a long time, Fugen's power was finally exhausted.

The blade stopped in the respirator, only five millimeters away from Motarian’s throat. Amid the sound of the breathing apparatus’s alarm, Motarian swung back and hit with a sickle. This blow completely damaged Fugen and He blasted out, sprinkling the blood of the original body in the air.

The Primal Demon laughed loudly, he was almost defeated, but today, he was the winner.

"Still expecting father and brothers to come to save you? I tell you, brother, the four true gods have temporarily sealed the channel of the subspace storm and the call between the original body. Father and any human beings can't come to save you. , And no other brother knows that I am here!" Mortarian was overjoyed and couldn't help revealing many secrets: "It's just that the time is too short, but it's enough to reclaim you."

Fugen fell in the distance, leaving several bone wounds on his body. The emperor's original body tried hard to get up, but Motarian opened his wings and flew towards him, plague The war sickle fell.

"That's it, it's over? Isn't it?" Fukun saw the plague light flashing like an orange-red circle on the war sickle.

"After all, I failed, father, again."