Chapter 348: Wizard Nemesis

Originally, the confrontation continued in a rather strange posture, with the Great Demon looking down at the Astartes Think Tank, until the Falcon Sword flashing the Destruction Aspect suddenly tore through the shield and then burned with blazing flames.

The old man, to be precise, was the Great Demon Servant of the Lord of Change. This vicious creature inhabiting a mortal body had been using all his strength to maintain his psychic shield, and those dispatched to the material world also tried to defend against most physical attacks, but at this moment, the powerful magic was constantly being consumed by the Falcon Sword's Destruction Aspect and the psychic flames surrounding it.

A smell similar to the smell of garlic, which was the ozone produced by the mutual consumption of psychic energy. At the same time, other fighting brothers killed the dedicated mortal soldiers around the wizard with their exquisite skills and accurate attacks, erasing the old man's last chance of survival.

In the center of the battlefield with flashing bombs and roaring chainsaw swords, the current Master Chief has suppressed the powerful demon to a certain extent. The old and sophisticated Demon was a little surprised. Even though its body was limited to a mortal body, this human was once the most powerful Alpha-level wizard in the Empire. However, it could feel the fatigue of its mental power. The psychic power of this Space Marine seemed to be bottomless.

It silently recited a person's name, a name it hated the most. "Corpse Emperor..."

The Demon loosened its shield at this moment, and black wings grew behind it, rising at a speed that even the Falcon Sword could not reach. However, the Astartes Master Chief was more sensitive than it. In an instant, the blade was raised and accurately cut the end of its wing. Then the blazing flames on the blade were like maggots attached to the bones, burning its entire right wing.

The demon's flesh and blood faced such flames like gasoline meeting flames. After the sharp howl of the Demon, it used psychic power to tear its wings apart and let the wing fall to the ground.

The flames and the body dissipated instantly. Those things made of psychic energy quickly dried up and dissipated after leaving the body of the demon, leaving only a trace of powder. The mysterious residues were inhaled by a PDF elite soldier, and the poor soldier's muscles swelled instantly, and countless feathers grew on his body.

In an instant, he turned into a three-meter-tall hairy humanoid monster, and then was shot through the head and heart by the explosive beam and died. This effect was less than one ten-thousandth of the ability of the demon's body after being burned by the psychic flames.

But even so, in the case of a single wing, the long and evil wings were waving, because to be precise, the demon's flight does not rely on so-called aerodynamics, but psychic energy. Subspace creatures are born with the irregularities of their birthplace, that is, the theorems of the physical world cannot accurately summarize them.

However, just as the material world can isolate the warp to a certain extent, the warp creatures that materialize and appear in the real universe will also be affected by it. Although the flying speed of the Great Demon is still very fast, it seems to be comparable to the Thunderhawk gunship of the Empire, but its wings have a considerable degree of psychic emitter effect.

And as part of the Great Demon's entity, it is very painful for this demon who is not good at close combat to have his wings cut off by the Master Chief. The burning sensation is engraved into his soul. Unless he returns to the warp to reshape his body, the wound will always exist inside his body.

This alone has caused more loss of its power than he could imagine, and it has indeed underestimated the ability of the Space Marines. After all, according to its intelligence, this Astartes has only been learning psychic energy for a few months, and even a demigod can hardly master such a strong psychic energy.

At this point, the Great Demon's hatred for the Emperor has become stronger, because it realizes that the Supreme Master of Humanity has discovered its and its master, the Lord of Change's poor plan for the Empire.

It was also in pain because it underestimated the strength of the psychic flame. Even if its current psychic power and physical strength were less than one-tenth of what it was when its main body entered the real universe after the subspace rift opened, it would still be seriously injured if it was stabbed.

Now it just wanted to quickly distance itself and then fight back with its lightning, which it was good at. However, the countless projectiles shot by the Imperial Guard forced it to deploy a shield to protect itself, and at the same time consumed psychic power, causing its flight speed to slow down.

It saw the Destruction Eagle, the Astartes think tank flying towards it with a flying backpack. It raised its palm and fired violent psychic lightning. The fatal light blue flash shot out at the speed of light in an instant, and its energy could instantly burn adamantine.

But the next moment, the light of the personal void shield flashed around the Master Chief. Although this exquisite device was completely paralyzed by this shooting, it also allowed the flying backpack to barely touch the demon.

He concentrated on slashing out with his sword, and the sharp light cut through the psychic shield. After many battles, several psychic outbursts, and a shield that almost collapsed, the big demon with a sharp pain in his head had a crack in the shield torn open instantly.

For the first time, it cursed its mortal body for its inadequate ability, because it usually liked this body. In most cases, the Alpha-level psychic power and the wisdom of the big demon under the Lord of Change were enough to exert combat power far beyond the imagination of mortals.

Even a war Titan might not be as good as such a psychic in terms of strategy or survivability. Unlike those unstable, crazy and uncontrollable guys, this big demon is, to a certain extent, a perfect psychic like the great loyalist Malcador.

But even so, in the face of the Astartes' attack with the Emperor's willpower and powerful psychic power, its clumsy means became extremely ugly. The ability that a mortal psychic can exert is far from enough for it to escape the battlefield.

At this critical moment, this powerful demon was forced out of this old and almost dead body. The so-called desire to survive, at that moment, its psychic strength broke through the limit, its wings emitted psychic fluctuations at a considerable speed, and the instantaneous psychic energy was enough to make a mortal's brain collapse, and at the same time, it was out of the attack range of the sergeant at a very fast speed.

What a terrible thing! As a subspace creature, its extremely human greed and desire, survival instinct and madness have made it no longer a demon to a certain extent, and the subspace entity essentially cannot understand the so-called emotions. Their emotions are more controlled by the emotions of the source of their power, that is, the emotions of the intelligent creatures represented by their masters.

The Lord of Change is murder, jealousy, conspiracy, deception and other ideas, but at this moment its thoughts are not limited to those things, it really has greed, madness, anger and desire.

Living in the human body for many years has made it no longer pure. At least now it doesn't seem bad. Emotions are the best medicine for mortals to break through their psychic powers, but they are also the beginning of their collapse. However, for this body with a demon soul, the infinite possibilities that mortals have are also brought by emotions.

In other words, although demons are stronger than humans, their upper limit is much lower than that of humans, because humans, to be precise, intelligent creatures, are the key to the resonance of the soul of this group of people in the subspace. Emotions, the gift and curse of the Creator, are not completely possessed by demons.

For example, powerful Eldar prophets or the greatest demons among the great demons, the most beloved subordinates of the four gods, even if those individuals are not as good as many powerful legendary psychics in human history, and even at a certain moment, they are not as good as mortal wizards who go crazy because of uncontrolled emotions and emit enough energy to tear apart space, even if that wizard was just a weak waste before.

Humans are the most powerful wizards in the entire universe, and they are also the most unstable psychic bombs in this universe, but at this moment, such instability is wiped out by the demon element, and only strength remains.

The Master Chief felt depressed at that moment, as if his chest was pressed by a stone. His mood became low, and at the same time, he looked at the increasingly distant demon and laughed crazily, heading towards its position.

Failed, his mission failed. Although he defeated the demon, he left it in this universe. At the same time, this guy would become more powerful, and he had no way to deal with it.

His psychic power began to warn him. He saw intermittent pictures. The port of Engili was destroyed by the beastmen, and this single-winged demon was hovering over the heads of those beasts. In the subspace without the concept of time and space, those things had become a disaster nightmare that was bound to happen.

The Master Chief was discouraged. He was no longer sure that his next battle was meaningless. Now his fuel had reached its limit. If it burned again, he would not be able to kill the demon even if the backpack core was dissolved.

He held the Falcon Sword tightly, and the sharp wind brushed across his helmet. The psychic orb, psychic medium, and the Eye of Krand were flashing. The eyes of this psychic beast from Finnion took the Master Chief's thoughts beyond the current space and time.

He saw a moment of opportunity and suddenly threw out the burning sword. At the moment when the demon was surprised, the burning long sword cut through the sky and penetrated into the demon's psychic shield.

But the long sword without its master could not continue to input psychic energy. This powerful power sword could not maintain its destructive stance if it was out of hand. The big demon howled, mocking the stupidity of the Space Marines, and at the same time stretched out his hand to hold the sword that had lost its psychic energy. The sergeant's full effort only caused a small crack in its shield.

However, there were not only Space Marines on this battlefield. At the moment when the big demon relaxed his vigilance, the boy Leitlin who had been aiming at it heard a word.

The radio made a buzzing sound. "Shoot at that sword!" It was the voice of the lieutenant.

The soulless man could not see psychic energy. He could touch the lightning, but could not see the cracked shield. At this moment, he had a target. The explosive beam fired, and strong energy shot out from the muzzle, cutting through the sky.

The explosive force at that moment poured into the gap of the psychic shield that was being repaired, just, no, accurately inserted from the gap and hit the hilt of the Falcon Sword. At this moment, the big demon saw that the stagnant fire sword suddenly moved forward after the explosion.

The blade pierced through its palm, inserted through its palm, and sank into its chest. The old body was instantly covered by flames, and screams that were enough to make mortals faint appeared throughout the elevator. PDFs with insufficient willpower fainted in groups, and many of the Skadi elite troops also had blood flowing out of their ears.

At the same time, the demon fell like a meteor passing through the atmosphere and fell heavily to the ground. Even so, this dry monster was still in flames all over its body, and used its palm with only bones to grab the long sword inserted in its chest.

Because the Eye of Krand had self-awareness to absorb its psychic energy to maintain the burning of the flames, it felt extremely weak. At the same time, its inner awareness and pain maintained the desire to extract psychic energy from the subspace, and maintained its body bit by bit.

In other words, as long as it continues to maintain a strong desire to survive and pulls out the Falcon Sword, it can survive. If it cannot pull it out, its soul will be burned to ashes by the flames and completely dissipated in this universe and the highest heaven, true death.

When the demon reaches this desperate point, that is, it is killed by powerful psychic energy, it is truly dead, but the demon is essentially a fragment of its master, and it is also a very small part of the body of the Lord of Change. So strictly speaking, it is not dead, but its master needs to pay the price of splitting himself again to revive it.

And this is almost impossible for a big demon like it, because it is a loser. So far, its desire and desire to survive drive it to draw the sword with all its strength.

Until this burning demon fell to the ground and smashed a crater, its hand also tightly grasped the long sword on its chest, pulling it with all its strength until it was completely dry. At the same time, a click sound appeared, and the long sword left little by little. The flames on its body became smaller and smaller. This big demon couldn't help but smile, even if the smile of the body that looked like a mummy was difficult to evaluate with the expression of "smile".

This creepy picture was seen by the sergeant, but he couldn't fall at full speed like the big demon. Although Superman in mid-air fell very fast, the deceleration system of the backpack was also forced to start.

He was extremely anxious. He had come to this point. He actually wanted to let this monster return to the warp and could not expel it?

But the reality was like this. It was extremely difficult to completely kill the Great Demon. The complete death of each Great Demon required the right time, right place, and right people, as well as the Emperor's gift and blessing, otherwise the Warp Demon would not have become one of the greatest disasters of the Empire.

At this moment, the demon had almost completely drawn its weapon. It survived, and no one could change it, unless...

Bang, bang, bang, the sound of several explosive shells bursting appeared. Those were the stormtroopers and Catachans who had ambushed in the war confrontation area early, and the Catachan sergeant who led them. They tore through the enemy's defenses, killed those PDFs who were unable to resist, and walked into the place where the Great Demon fell under firepower.

Those fragile mortals broke the demon's dry arms with guns. At this moment, its anger and hatred reached the extreme. Those mortals, which it usually only needed fingers to kill, became the last straw that crushed the demon.

When the flames burned again, it screamed and howled, but the Catachan Sergeant raised his weapon and shot the demon's head from the edge of the crater created by the impact.

The thoughts were broken, the body died, and the material existence that produced emotions was gone. It turned into something confused and then quickly burned to ashes.

But even so, no one dared to approach those dust-like things. The soldiers retreated immediately, as if they had sensed a nuclear accident. Only the flashing long sword, a weapon that had been passed on for more than a thousand years in the Eagle of Destruction, shone on the ashes, like an eagle stepping on its prey, and the sharp blade seemed to be looking for the next prey.