Chapter 11 We Will All Sink Into the Thirst for Blood!

"Let me introduce myself."

The monster walked out of the black smoke and swaggered forward. His huge dragon-like wings spread outward, and the blood-colored shadow spread under his feet like a living thing, easily covering Sanguinius completely.

"I am Kabanha, son of Khorne, bloodhound under the brass throne. The embodiment of killing and hatred, thanks to the wrath of my lord--"

He paused for a moment.

The axe in his hand was stuck in the ground.

One hand stroked his trembling chest, and he bowed to the angel like a gentleman, and then continued with a smile, "From now on, you and I will call each other brother and sister."

"You are just a beast to be slaughtered."

Sanguinius flipped the switch of the chainsaw sword, and said with a gloomy face: "Disgusting, noisy."

"Hahaha!"

Kabanha laughed loudly, and the sound was like boiling magma:

"If you want to anger me, then you have succeeded now. Golden man, I hope your bones will be as hard as your mouth in this contest."

Buzz!

He lifted the giant axe stuck in the ground.

The giant axe wrapped in strange black smoke was made of a whole piece of the jaw bone of a giant beast.

Every time it was swung, there was an overwhelming wave of blood.

"My father's power is immeasurable, and chaos is the end of everything. Your resistance is meaningless, but it makes this hunt more interesting."

In the hideous laughter.

The sand under Kabanha's feet exploded, and his huge body rushed forward.

Its momentum was so fierce that it was like a hurricane that swept everything.

Boom!

The brass-wrapped bone axe carrying blood-red thunder fell from the sky.

The endless desert could not bear the devil's wrath, and it continued to sink amidst the sharp and piercing howls, and the winding and twisted cracks spread all the way outward. The alien vehicles blocking the road were easily torn apart, and the promethium engine overheated and exploded, turning into a huge burning fireball.

A few strands of golden hair fell.

The angel dodged at the critical moment, she seized the opportunity, stepped on the handle of the devil's giant axe, and rushed forward along the scarlet giant arm.

Swish!

A huge palm that tore the air.

Each finger was as sharp as the stinger of the Baal Fire Scorpion, grabbing the slender angel fiercely.

The monster was over five meters tall, with sharp teeth and claws, like a walking volcano, and magma gushed out of its huge mouth full of fangs. Even if it was just a palm, it was as big as the sky in Sanguinius's eyes, coming across the sky, and there was no escape.

Sanguinius did not intend to dodge.

Bang!

The same punch was thrown, and the two chose to confront each other without any fancy moves.

The dull and exaggerated loud noise was like a grenade being detonated out of thin air, and the white torrent formed by the squeezed air suddenly exploded, and a cloud of dust and smoke rolled along the way.

Swish!

The angel's wings spread out.

She landed in an elegant posture.

Her eyes gradually became red and bloodshot, and her teeth on both sides became sharp.

Black blood spurted out from the demon's tiger's mouth. This was not a serious injury, but it was enough to make Kabanha feel excited.

"I finally understand why my father would pay such a high price to get you."

Kaban laughed, "With such talent, you are indeed a rough diamond. You are a natural warrior, there is no difference between us. We both know the joy of blood spilling, and will sink into the delicious taste of killing."

"I am a warrior, and you are just a beast."

Sanguinius took a deep breath.

Blood!

She suppressed her desire for it, forced herself to calm down, and then launched an attack again.

The two were almost equal in strength, but the angel was faster and more agile. She was like a dancer dancing in a bloody storm, always able to avoid the giant axe in the hands of the demon at a thrilling moment, and seize the opportunity to use the buzzing chainsaw sword in her hand to leave deep scratches on the demon's body with blood splattering.

However--

If there is only this, it is not enough.

The demon is too big, and those attacks that are enough to kill and cripple ordinary people are just a trivial skin wound on the demon.

Moreover, as time passed.

Sanguinius's physical strength was declining. She needed to fight not only the demon in front of her, but also the desire for blood in some characteristics of her body. For Sanguinius, the mental power consumed on the latter was even far greater than that of the strong.

"We must seize the opportunity and kill with one blow."

Sanguinius narrowly avoided an attack, and at the same time, he left a bloody gap on the wrist of the demon with his backhand.

The furious demon tore a vehicle parked behind Sanguinius to pieces, and two mutants who had no time to dodge were directly torn into pieces by the air wave, and blood and internal organs were scattered everywhere.

Whoosh!

A flash of fire appeared in Sanguinius's residual light.

It flew towards Kabanha's hideous face at a speed faster than sound.

Kabanha roared.

He should have easily avoided this attack.

But inexplicably, his mind became slow, and he froze in place for a short time, although it was only half a second. But when Kabanha broke free from the mental illusion, the burning stinger missile was less than ten centimeters away from Kabanha's head.

Boom!

Dark smoke rose slowly.

The terrifying shock wave tore Kabanha's head.

His elephant-like tusks broke, and his hideous face melted like a candle, falling off piece by piece from his high cheekbones, his face scarlet and terrifying.

"Opportunity!"

Sanguinius ignored the dizziness in his brain.

She ran forward like a flash of lightning and picked up a grenade next to the mutant's body.

Puff!

She spread her wings and jumped high.

The chainsaw sword in her hand pierced through the fang-filled mouth, pierced through the lower jaw, and sank into the heaving throat, and blood gushed out.

"Roar!"

Kabanha waved his palms wildly.

A deep scratch on the angel's back was left, and the flesh and blood rolled, and large pieces of white feathers fell off the wings.

Sanguinius did not care about the severe pain from the wound.

She used her teeth to remove the safety of the grenade, and then stuffed it into the wound on the demon's throat.

Bang!

The angel pushed forward with all her strength, and leaped high with the recoil.

Another explosion sounded.

The powerful grenade exploded in the demon's throat, and blood-red flames spurted out from the demon's bloody mouth.

Sanguinius staggered to the ground, and the world was spinning in front of her eyes.

Before she completely lost consciousness, a scarred heavy truck stopped not far away.

It was the Spirit of Vengeance driven by Radolon.