Chapter 90 90, Scoring Twice: Fugen Skarbrand (New Book Period Monthly Pass Plus Additional Updates)

Amid the anxious cries of the loyalists, the Psychic Guard, Ephilar, and even the Grey Knights of the Regent Legion stood in front of the Primarch without hesitation.

Unfortunately, even Ephilar, who showed the posture of a living saint, was no match for Fulgrim, not to mention that under the joint attack of many great demons, she was quickly blown away by a vicious psychic spell of the Fate Weaver.

Ephilar was thrown hundreds of meters away, and most of her body condensed into a structure similar to crystal - under the protection of the psychic force field, this was not fatal, but in a short time, she could not join the battlefield again.

The gap between mortals and demigods is too huge, and Fulgrim is also a leader among the demigod Primarchs. In addition to the living saints who were blessed by Dukel and also upgraded and could hold out in front of him for a short time. Whether it is the Psychic Guard or the Grey Knights, it is difficult to stop the pace of the demon Primarch.

Moreover, there was the protection of the Great Demon Skarbrand and the Fateweaver.

In just a moment, Fulgrim rushed to Dukel.

At this moment, the Primarch had not yet awakened from the spiritual realm of Khorne -

The surrounding Psychic Guards, Space Marines, and even the Astra Militarum and Krieg were all rushing to the scene.

They were determined to die, and used their flesh and blood to fill the path of the demon Primarch.

But in the end, they could not stop him. Fulgrim swung the poisonous sword in his hand and slashed directly at Dukel's neck!

"Your Highness!!!" Not far away, Efilar, whose body was mostly infected by the crystal, swung the wings behind her, but could not cross the short distance. The calm nun could not help but let out a hoarse whine from her mouth.

The counterattack of the loyalists of the Empire became more and more crazy, but the crazier they acted, the more desperate they were.

They could foresee that the loss of the two Primarchs would once again extinguish the flame of hope that had just been ignited in the Empire.

But at this moment of despair.

"Buzz!——"

A buzzing sound rang out, and Dukel, who had completely lost consciousness, swung the chainsaw sword in his hand.

A blood-red slash passed by, and amid Fulgrim's screams, one of his arms was completely cut off. The fire of the soul, like a maggot on the tarsal bone, greedily licked his wound. Amid his own screams, he was knocked to the ground by another punch.

Finally, Dukel grabbed his slender snake tail, lifted the demon Primarch high, and then suddenly smashed it down on his knees!

"Crack!"

The spine bones were shattered in large quantities, accompanied by a sharp bone cracking sound, and the eerie bone spurs even penetrated the flesh and blood of the demon Primarch, exposing it to the air.

This blow was not only the spine, but almost all of Fulgrim's bones were shattered!

Fulgrim lay on the ground, trying to twist his strange and beautiful body, but several attempts were fruitless - he had completely lost the ability to move.

"How could this be, so that's it." He lay on the ground, muttering to himself, and at this moment he had solved the doubts that had been left in his heart.

No wonder that in the incense prepared by Slaanesh himself, Dukel was clearly trapped in the illusion, but he could still kill all the succubi.

——It turns out that even if his brother has no subjective consciousness, his body instincts will fight spontaneously under the guidance of intuition.

"Hahahaha, Fulgrim, you just understand now? My brother, didn't I remind you a long time ago?" Magnus, who was hanging on Duke's waist, laughed wantonly at this moment,

"Fulgrim, you are blinded by your pride again. Brother, every time I think your arrogance has hurt you badly, but the next time we meet, you will tell me that you can be even worse."

"Look at what you look like now, my proud phoenix, what's wrong with you? Why are you lying on the ground like a dead snake? I really can't imagine what you will become when we meet next time."

Magnus mercilessly ridiculed his brother-this is almost to return the other party's previous ridicule to him with interest.

"Puff!——"

Fulgrim could no longer maintain his dignity, and the blood stuck in his throat spurted out at this moment. His eyes rolled up and he fainted directly from anger.

"Hmm? Fulgrim? How did he become like this?" Duker's voice suddenly sounded at this time.

The spiritual world constructed by Khorne is not equal to the speed of time in the physical universe. After the Primarch returned, he looked at the time. Although he had fought bloody battles in the yellow sand for countless years, only twenty-two minutes had passed since his consciousness was extracted.

His consciousness had just returned when he saw the demon Primarch fainted with blood spurting from his mouth.

"Who knows? Maybe he fainted because of his stupidity."

Magnus said with a pout.

"What did he do? Is he stupider than you?" Duker asked curiously.

"You hum!" Magnus knew that it was difficult for him to gain any advantage in the verbal confrontation with the other party. The smart Crimson King chose not to speak anymore. He just snorted and muttered, "I don't care about you."

Seeing him like this, Duker felt bored.

During the conversation, he did not stop, but rushed straight to the Fate Weaver on the battlefield - he did not even have time to pay attention to Fulgrim who was fainting on the ground.

Because the moment he regained consciousness, he keenly realized that the Fate Weaver was accumulating an extremely large amount of subspace energy.

——This Lord of Change seemed to want to tear the Warp barrier and escape back to the Warp through this powerful psychic spell.

This was something that Dukel could not tolerate. The other party still carried the hope of rescuing Guilliman; if he missed this time, no one could guarantee when he would see the Fateweaver next time.

However, it seemed too late.

This great demon that looked like the Imperial Double-headed Eagle seemed to have accumulated the psychic spells in his hand before Dukel woke up.

At this moment, no matter how fast the Primarch was, he could not stop the other party from escaping.

Just as Dukel's heart was getting quieter.

"Roar!——"

An angry war cry sounded not far from the Fateweaver.

Skarbrand, the Khorne Great Demon who had been subjected to the most firepower attacks from the loyalists on the battlefield because of his huge size, didn't know what he was thinking at this moment - or was he instructed by the Blood God?

After all, the Blood God was likely to have been tricked by Tzeentch, and it was hard to say that he was not waiting for an opportunity to retaliate.

In short, this Khorne demon suddenly gave up the attack on the Imperial front. He jumped high and slammed towards the Weaver not far away with a powerful leap!

"Boom!——"

The psychic spell that the Weaver had accumulated for a long time was instantly blown up. The violent psychic impact contained an unstoppable force, and it blew the two demons away in just a moment!

Looking at the figures of the Weaver and Skarbrand being thrown out together, Dukel's face, which had been silent, once again showed a smile from the heart,

- "Thank you, Skarbrand."

Unfortunately, this demon was destined not to hear this thank you. His body was severely injured by the psychic spell. The moment he landed, he was engulfed by the firepower of the loyal soldiers of the Empire and dispersed back into the warp.

And Dukel chased the Weaver who was also severely injured.

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