Chapter 119: The Real Doom
Chapter 119: The Real Doom
Whatever was happening inside this crumbling palace, it was definitely not something Lucan wanted to see.
Lucan ordered his troops to attack at all costs. No matter what, the thing inside could not be allowed to break out!
At this moment, Lucan still did not know that a Greater Daemon had arrived in this world.
The troops no longer regarded casualties, using their lives to get the Siege Tanks within firing range.
The Thors also began to advance, no longer concerned with the enemy's ground fire.
One Siege Tank after another converted into siege mode, then began to pour artillery fire into the palace.
Under the saturation bombardment, the massive palace began to collapse.
Countless tons of rubble buried everything inside and destroyed the positions of the Khornate cultists on the periphery.
The soldiers who saw this scene even began to cheer.
But Lucan shouted sharply, "Prepare for battle! The enemy isn't dead yet!!"
"Blood for the Blood God! Skulls for the Skull Throne!"
The language of the daemons of Khorne roared out in a prayer to the Blood God.
The collapsed rubble, as if freed from the pull of gravity, gradually began to float.
One Khornate daemon after another, treading upon the rubble, revealed their forms from within the ruins.
Skarbrand's enormous body brought an unprecedented shock to the mortal soldiers.
A massive granite boulder from the collapse was shattered into pieces with a single swing of his axe.
And behind Skarbrand followed eight Heralds of Khorne. These daemons, whose strength could even be compared to that of a Space Marine Captain, charged towards Lucan's forces at an incredible speed.
Even the combat suits could not withstand their weapons. In an instant, the Raiders began to suffer heavy casualties.
And one Bloodcrusher of Khorne after another also began their charge, with more Bloodletters following close behind.
Compared to the disorder of the daemons belonging to the other three gods, these daemonic legions of Khorne were more like an army. Their attack was not chaotic, but orderly. The Heralds of Khorne, while slaughtering, also directed the Bloodletters to strike at the weakest points of the human army.
"A daemon legion?!"
At this moment, even the usually calm Lucan panicked.
He personally saw a Herald of Khorne easily tear through the armor of a Siege Tank and rip out the driver inside.
And the cloaked Banshees were unable to escape the newly appeared Skull Cannons of Khorne; the killing intent of the Banshee pilots was the best guide for the Khornate daemons.
The sheer number of Khornate daemons was uncountable.
Only the four Thors, delivered by Medivacs, could inflict effective, large-scale damage on the main daemonic force.
But no matter how many they killed, more Khornate daemons would continue to pour out from the Warp portal.
Skarbrand even flapped his tattered, fleshy wings and leaped directly onto a Thor. With his twin axes, he chopped through the cockpit and killed the pilot at the same time.
If not for every soldier being protected by a combat suit, a single charge from these Khornate forces would likely have been enough to completely shatter the army's defensive line.
But the more desperate the battle became, the more excited these Khornate daemons grew. After all, the stronger the opponent, the more pleasing the severed head would be to Khorne.
If they were killed by these Marines, at most they would just return to the realm of Khorne to be reborn. After passing their trials, they would be resurrected under Khorne's power.
And the number of Night Sentinels was still too small. Even if they could permanently kill Khornate daemons, it was insignificant compared to the number of enemies here.
And the strength of the Astartes and the Night Sentinels no longer held an advantage. One or two of those Bloodreapers were enough to tie down a Space Marine of Harald's or Howles's caliber.
Facing a Herald of Khorne, Harald wasn't even confident he could survive.
And the Night Sentinels also became priority targets.
Skarbrand, having torn apart a Thor, searched for the most valuable skull.
And his target was precisely Lucan.
The soldiers around Lucan wanted to protect their lord, but against Skarbrand's charge, the result of any attempt to block him was being chopped into meat paste.
Ceramite was no different from tofu before his attacks.
Even some soldiers in adamantium combat suits were killed on the spot by the sheer impact force.
"Lord Lucan! Go, quickly!"
A group of Night Sentinels forced back the daemons entangling them and rushed towards Lucan.
But Skarbrand's speed was clearly a notch faster!
As he approached Lucan, he felt his own power being weakened; this was Lucan devouring the surrounding Warp energy.
However, this time Lucan discovered that this ability of his didn't seem to be particularly effective. The power to devour psychic energy was indeed constantly working, but the Chaos energy within Skarbrand was simply too immense, and the Chaos energy pouring out from the open Warp gate was also constantly replenishing him.
It was just like when Lucan had been "force-fed" by the Emperor's unconsciously released psychic energy.
At this moment, his Psy-crystal count was continuously rising, but Lucan couldn't feel happy at all.
The axe, imbued with the soul of a Greater Daemon, chopped towards Lucan. Lucan tried to block.
Feeling the immense force coming from his arm, large, spiderweb-like cracks also appeared beneath Lucan's feet.
"Cough, cough, cough."
Lucan couldn't help but cough up a mouthful of blood. His current strength was indeed great; in his estimation, a typical Astartes Chapter Master would definitely not be his opponent. But obviously, a typical Chapter Master was just a minor character to Skarbrand.
Don't be fooled by how he sometimes becomes a punching bag in the lore; his actual strength is absolutely absurd.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to lead the Blood Legions to destroy the antechamber of Slaanesh's palace and tear apart Nurgle's Plague Leviathans in the past.
And the Night Sentinels who had rushed to support him aimed their built-in Praetor Suit flamethrowers at Skarbrand.
Flames instantly covered Skarbrand's entire body, but pain meant nothing to him.
His great axe sent a nearby Night Sentinel flying; the difference in strength between them was simply too great.
Then, Skarbrand looked again at Lucan, whom he had pinned down.
For a mortal to be able to block one of his blows, Skarbrand was even more excited.
And at this moment, Lucan's brain was also frantically working, thinking of a way to break the stalemate.
Although his troops were temporarily holding back the daemonic legion's attack, if this dragged on, the final winner would definitely be this group of Chaos daemons.
As the battle continued, the daemons would be continuously strengthened, while for every soldier he had, one lost was one gone.
Even summoning the Swarm was useless; before they could arrive, he would be hacked to death by Skarbrand!
Lucan opened the System and checked his Psy-crystal balance. At this moment, his Psy-crystals had reached 1.5 million.
And the option to summon DOOM in the system was also displayed as available.
"300,000 to summon for 5 minutes, you had better be worth this outrageous price!!"
Lucan chose to use it without hesitation. If he didn't use it now, his life would be over!
As the Psy-crystals were drawn, the space behind Lucan also began to distort.
The barrier between dimensions was torn apart.
And the rage and brutality that spilled out from it even made Skarbrand's mindless consciousness show a trace of fear.
No matter how much he had killed, could it compare to the number DOOM had killed over several eons?
It almost felt like he was once again facing Khorne's attack.
That man had arrived.
The combat shotgun in his hand, which looked like it was merely from the 2k era of technology, was held tightly in his grip.
Silence. Endless silence. In the process of hunting daemons over several eons, the originally foul-mouthed Doomguy had already transformed into the DOOM SLAYER, who only killed in silence.
It wasn't just Skarbrand; Lucan also felt the malice coming from Doom.
"Something's wrong… this isn't right… why do I get the feeling this guy wants to kill me too?"
Lucan had guessed that Doom would be uncontrollable, but he hadn't expected him to be uncontrollable to this extent.
After all, Lucan also possessed a Warp projection. In Doom's eyes, could he be another special kind of daemon?
The aura emanating from Doom attracted the attention of all the Khornate daemons.
"ROAR~"
Skarbrand would no longer retreat. He swung his axe directly at Doom. However, Doom just raised the shotgun in his hand and blasted Skarbrand in the face.
Though it was just a gunpowder weapon, it directly sent him flying.
(End of Chapter)
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