Chapter 81 81, Loyalty Is Nothing More than Killing People

Skarbrand was once one of the most favored demons by the Blood God. He slaughtered countless lives, ravaged countless worlds, and even trampled on the domains of other Chaos Gods. He destroyed the first palace of Slaanesh and killed Nurgle's Plague Leviathan - until he was bewitched by Tzeentch and took advantage of Khorne's inattention to chop the Blood God himself with an axe.

In the lost dark world, red flames burned everywhere.

Dukerr, who was still waving the chainsaw sword, suddenly received a message from the heart network.

"Your Highness, we have found the fleet of the Regent and are searching for your location with them."

"Are you okay?"

The voice of Efilar sounded in Dukerr's mind.

In fact, after he fell into this world, Efilar would send concerned messages through the heart network every day.

"I am doing well here, no need to worry"

Dukerr reported that he was safe. In order to increase the credibility of his words, he took a photo of the situation around him and uploaded it to the heart network.

The photo shows Dukel standing proudly in the firelight, Magnus with only his head left, and Skarbrand being stepped on and dying.

"You are in such a dangerous situation! Please hold on for a while, we will be by your side soon." After seeing the photo, an anxious voice came from the heart network immediately.

"There is no need to be so anxious."

While speaking, Dukel's hand movements did not stop, and the chainsaw sword was raised high, ready to execute Skarbrand.

But at this moment, a huge psychic wave came from not far away.

An extremely vicious and powerful psychic spell was emitted from the hands of the Weaver of Destiny, and quickly attacked the Primarch.

Dukel instinctively swung the chainsaw sword, trying to split the spell.

But what he didn't expect was that the psychic spell suddenly changed direction-it accelerated suddenly in mid-air and then sank into Skarbrand's body.

Boom! ——

Skarbrand's body, which was already seriously injured and dying, exploded directly after being attacked by psychic spells.

The bloodthirsty demon was expelled back to the warp.

"Hehehe"

Dukel raised his head, his long black hair dancing in the firelight, and he stared at the Weaver of Fate not far away, "You know a lot, mixed-haired bird!"

After sensing the killing intention of the Primarch, Carlos turned and ran.

The demons belonging to the Crystal Labyrinth filled its vacancies one after another, trying to stop the Primarch's pursuit.

And the Khorne Berserkers who lost the demon were even more bewitched by the Chaos Wizard and launched a fearless charge against the Primarch.

Dukel accepted everyone who came, and chopped forward with the excited buzzing sound of the chainsaw sword.

The figure around the flames passed through like a ghost, and everything along the way was torn to pieces.

Puff! Puff!

The violent force threw the broken limbs away, and blood continued to flow along the torn wounds.

He wielded the chainsaw sword and walked straight forward.

Wherever he went, blood and flesh flew.

Blood splattered like a rainstorm, and broken limbs and arms were scattered everywhere.

Duker was not in a hurry to chase Carlos, because he had no way to escape anyway.

Whether it was the demon champion, the demon warrior, the cultist, or the big demon.

He treated all the demons who dared to stand in front of him equally.

In Duker's understanding, loyalty to the empire was nothing more than killing people, both the strong and the weak, so that it could be called healthy.

Time passed little by little.

I don't know how long it took.

"Run, run!"

"Stay away from him!"

"Someone come to save me!!!"

What Duker didn't expect was that these demons and cultists would also be afraid.

"So you can be afraid too." Duker muttered to himself, and the cloak behind him was soaked in the blood of the demons and became even more scarlet.

Another day, two days, and three days passed.

"Run, keep running Carlos, this is the arena built for me by the gods, no one can escape, where can you run to?"

As a venue carefully selected by the gods, everything here has been blocked, even the subspace channel cannot be used.

After all, how can a venue that can be easily escaped be called a trap?

"Now it seems that I am the only one trapped in this world?"

After countless days of endless killing, the demons and cultists have completely collapsed. They have been fleeing in all directions. Some Khorne believers turned into Chaos Eggs on the way to escape, and some Tzeentch believers shouted "I have a secret, I want to use the secret to exchange my life".

But no matter what they did, Dukor just killed silently.

Whatever they did, whatever they said, whether they turned into Chaos Eggs or lay on the ground pretending to be dead, they were all chopped off and chopped.

Charge, chop, keep charging, keep chopping.

As time went by, the chainsaw sword in his hand underwent unusual changes.

This chainsaw sword followed the Primarch, drinking the blood of demons along the way, including the blood of great demons and even the blood of demon Primarchs. At this moment, it actually emitted a bloody red light in the dark world.

But Duker was unaware of this.

The long killing made his mind blank. At this moment, his whole mind was immersed in killing.

He even forgot where he was and what he was doing, and just kept killing.

In this state, his mind became clearer and his movements became more efficient, like an extremely precise killing machine.

During the selfless killing, he felt that a seed was constantly taking root and sprouting in his heart, and all the killing was turning into nutrients, pouring into Duke's heart, causing the power in his heart to continue to rise.

But suddenly, he stopped swinging the chain sword.

The scenery in front of him suddenly changed in ways that he couldn't understand. The dark world gradually disappeared, and the red flames were extinguished. Instead, there were warm sunshine, a clear and wide swimming pool, and beauties in swimsuits surrounding him.

jk lolita, aloof senior sister, charming young woman, and even a girl with animal ears

"Come on, what are you doing standing still?" A lingering and charming voice said, and a woman wearing a gauze took Duke's hand as she spoke.

Poof! ——

Before Duker's blank mind could figure out what was going on, his body followed his intuition and took action first.

The beautiful head flew into the air, and blood sprayed out like pillars.

"Ahhhhh!!! Killing!"

Suddenly, piercing screams sounded all around, and the originally quiet and beautiful scene suddenly became chaotic.

"Brother, what's wrong with you? Don't you recognize me?"

Among the chaotic crowd, a little loli walked over, her eyes pitiful.

Poof! ——

Then, her head rolled on the ground.

"This man is crazy, call the police!!!"

"how so?!"

"Classmate, calm down!"

A beautiful young woman, a gentle senior, a cold teacher, and a maid in black stockings.

The beautiful heads rolled down one after another, and the clear and wide swimming pool turned into a pool of blood in a moment.

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"Fulgrim, your plan has failed." Looking at the groups of succubi being killed mercilessly, the ever-changing Demon Lord of Tzeentch said.

"What part of the problem went wrong? No. 2 is most likely to be distracted by killing. In fact, this is why he really sank in the long killing, and was unprepared to be trapped in the illusion."

"What you should see at this moment is the beautiful things in your heart. Do you even want to kill the beautiful things, brother?"

The Demon Prince frowned and kept mumbling to himself, as if he had seen something he couldn't understand.