Warhammer: Lord of the Endless Monster Horde [134]

The two Chaos Champions were utterly at their wits' end, on the verge of tears!

They could tell that this golden-armored giant seemed to be toying with them, with no intention of killing them outright just yet. It was as if he was playing with his prey, for after destroying their Warp Gate, the golden giant flew away again.

In the sky, the golden-armored giant unleashed radiant beams imbued with holy power. Any daemon struck by those beams was instantly annihilated, and reduced to ash. Moreover, the destructive power of these beams was immense, something the two Chaos Champions deeply understood from firsthand experience.

Now that their Warp Gate had been destroyed and all the spaceships in orbit obliterated, escape seemed almost impossible.

"This doesn't feel right. This isn't like the Emperor's style. If this were truly the Emperor's will, he would have raised his sword and slain the two of us outright, without showing even a shred of mercy!" Zarathur sighed as he spoke.

As a millennia-old veteran and a former member of the Emperor's Children, he knew the Emperor's character well. When dealing with enemies, the Emperor never hesitated, nor did he ever toy with his prey. The Emperor would simply wield his massive sword and utterly annihilate his foes.

Perhaps only during the confrontation with Horus did the Emperor show a moment of hesitation—and it was precisely that hesitation that allowed Horus, empowered by the Chaos Gods, to grievously wound the Emperor, leaving him near death and bound to the Golden Throne.

"Get the Chaos Sorcerer to open another Warp Gate. We need to retreat," Miriael said.

At this moment, she harbored great resentment toward this Chaos Space Marine lord. It was, after all, this bastard who had once captured her and made her experience a kind of ecstasy she had never felt before as a Battle Sister. That experience had led her to fall willingly into corruption, becoming a servant of Slaanesh and abandoning her faith in the Emperor and the Imperium she had once served.

This was their first joint mission since her fall. Originally, they planned to corrupt an entire planet to please Slaanesh and earn the honor of becoming one of Chaos' chosen champions. Everything had been going according to plan—they had already secured full control of the planet and summoned a massive daemon army. Soon, they would have plunged the entire planet's population into unbearable torment and offered their souls to their great master, Slaanesh.

But who could have foreseen that such a monstrous being would appear midway through their plan?

The golden psychic energy wielded by the giant was all too familiar to the two Chaos Champions—it was undoubtedly the psychic power of the Emperor.

"Impossible! Opening a Warp Gate takes time and creates a massive disturbance. That golden-armored giant would immediately detect it and come to destroy it. You've seen how fast he moves in the sky—at least Mach 7 or 8, maybe even over Mach 10," Zarathur shook his head, rejecting Miriael's suggestion.

Of course, he wanted to leave this dangerous planet as soon as possible and get far away from this golden-armored giant, but Miriael's proposal was utterly foolish.

"Then what do you suggest? Wait for him to finish clearing out all the daemons and come for us next. Sit here and wait to die?" Miriael snarled, her long tongue flicking around as she shouted.

"Your saliva is splashing on me. Step back. I have an idea, though it's not exactly a developed one," Zarathur said.

"Hah! Last night, who was the one who said my tongue was silky, adorable, and irresistible? And now you're disgusted by me? Spit it out—what's your plan?" Miriael demanded.

"Although he wields the false Emperor's psychic power, his behavior doesn't resemble that of a righteous warrior. Whether it's the Black Templars, the Grey Knights, or even the Emperor's Custodians, they would all strike us down without hesitation after defeating Chaos forces.

They wouldn't leave us alive to toy with us like this. This behavior is incredibly reckless—or perhaps, it's a sign of favor toward us," Zarathur said with a sly grin.

The forces of Chaos feared nothing more than people with desires, as desires were the seeds of corruption.

If such a terrifyingly powerful being had appeared before any Chaos faction in the past, there would be stories and rumors about him. After all, the golden psychic energy was far too conspicuous.

Yet they had never heard of this golden-armored giant before, which meant that this was likely his first appearance—or at least his first major action.

"You're saying... you don't mean... you plan to corrupt him, do you?" Miriael's expression instantly turned as if she'd seen a ghost.

"You bastard, are you joking? Do you want to corrupt someone like that? With the amount of psychic energy radiating from him, I almost believe he is the Emperor himself!"

"This individual is connected to the Emperor, and his power surpasses that of an ordinary Primarch.

 If we can corrupt him, then the two of us will both become chosen champions of Chaos, and it's even possible we could ascend directly to become Daemon Princes."

 "This is also our only chance. If we fail to corrupt him, we're both doomed—he definitely won't show us any mercy.

 This is our only chance to turn the tide of defeat.

When faced with a powerful enemy, Chaos often prefers to lead them into corruption rather than fighting them head-on."

"What exactly should we do?"

"First, we need a massive amount of Chaos energy. Gather all the Slaanesh Daemonettes, the Slaanesh Sisters, and the Chaos Sorcerers immediately.

 Then, have them begin casting spells to condense Chaos energy. After that, it's your turn!

Your Tormentor blade, blessed personally by our master, is a rune-etched weapon with unimaginable corruptive power.

 We'll channel an immense amount of Warp Chaos energy into your sword. When we fight him, you just need to inject our master's power into him, and we'll have our chance." Zarathur explained.

"And what about you? What are you going to do? Don't tell me I'm doing all the work here!" Miriael asked.

"I'll use words to sway him, of course. I'll talk to him first, see if he's willing to listen to me, and then try to tempt him with offers tailored to his desires," Zarathur replied.

They planned to leave their final move for when it would be most effective. Zarathur, a veteran of countless battles, was confident the target would at least talk to them.

Miriael nodded and immediately gathered the Slaanesh Sisters and the remaining Daemonettes.

 Meanwhile, Zarathur summoned several Chaos Sorcerers and began the corruption ritual, extracting a massive amount of Warp Chaos energy and channeling it into the Tormentor blade.

The massacre of all Slaanesh-aligned daemons on the planet lasted for two full days and nights. Only after the last Slaanesh daemon was slain did the Chaos Daemon Slayer finish the job.

 After killing the final Slaanesh daemon, the Slayer thoughtfully enhanced his own body again with weight augmentation.

At this point, the Chaos Daemon Slayer had used the height augmentation ability three times, weight augmentation twice, and light manipulation once.

 The golden-armored giant, standing 46 meters tall, descended from the skies and landed in front of Miriael and Zarathur.

In their astonished gazes, the giant quickly shrank down, transforming into a golden-armored man slightly over two meters tall.

The two Chaos Champions exchanged a look as if to say, "What the hell?!"

 This guy could even shrink to a human-sized form, which made their plan even more likely to succeed.

"Your turn now. You two are Chaos Champions, right?" the Chaos Daemon Slayer asked.

 As soon as he arrived on the planet, he had scanned all the demonic entities and identified these two as the strongest.

These two were the Chaos Champions his master had mentioned.

"Who are you? Are you an Emperor's Custodian? A secret weapon of the Grey Knights? At least let us know who we're dying to before we die!" Zarathur asked.

"I have nothing to do with the Emperor. I'm just here under orders to kill you two. So, are you coming at me together, or one by one?" The Chaos Daemon Slayer rested his golden sword on his shoulder as he looked at the two of them.

Not with the Imperium? Not even loyal to the Emperor?

What the hell? How could someone like him wield the Emperor's psychic power?

 And under whose orders was he sent here to kill them?

"Can I ask a few questions—"

Before Zarathur could finish, the Chaos Daemon Slayer swung his golden sword and charged at them.

"You talk too much."

Seeing this, Miriael quickly raised her Tormentor blade and clashed head-on with the Slayer. His ability to shrink down to their size was an advantage for them.

Chaos Lord Zarathur also picked up his kinetic sword and joined Miriael in attacking the Slayer.

The two fought with great coordination, and after a while, they noticed that the Slayer's combat experience seemed somewhat lacking. It was as if he were a novice—though he was improving rapidly, he couldn't fool seasoned veterans like them.

Through their teamwork, the two Chaos Champions managed to temporarily hold off the Slayer's assault.

Taking advantage of an opening, Chaos Lord Zarathur parried the golden sword and turned to grab the Slayer, exposing the glowing gem on his chest to Miriael.

"Now's the time! Inject our master's Chaos energy into him!"

With a roar, Miriael raised the Tormentor blade, releasing a powerful surge of purple Warp energy, and directed it straight into the Chaos Daemon Slayer's chest gem.

The power of the Dark God Slaanesh was injected into the Slayer's body.

"Hahaha! We did it! We're corrupting him!"

The Chaos Sorcerers and Slaanesh Daemonettes quickly joined in, opening a small Warp rift to channel even more Slaanesh energy.

But none of them noticed that the Chaos Daemon Slayer's expression was… strange. He even spread his arms wide, as if welcoming this new energy.

The purple, malevolent power was just as potent as the Emperor's golden psychic energy.

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