172. Holy Black Tide: The Emperor Champion of the Black Temple (End)

[The metal fingertips of the ‘dictator’ trembled slightly.

[A surging stream of psychic flames erupted from your body. ]

[However, you did not feel any pain as you were heavily wrapped in psychic flames. ]

[You subconsciously let out a roar with a hint of psychic flames in your breath. ]

[You tightened the ‘black sword’ with your hot dark red metal hand and rushed towards the ‘dictator’ without hesitation. ]

[You swung the ‘black sword’ vigorously. ]

[The pitch-black sword edge was abruptly blocked by layers of undulating psychic barriers. ]

[The ‘armor of faith’, whose shell was gradually crumbling, was making waves of metal distortion sounds like wailing, and even the humming of the power backpack seemed to be on the verge of collapse. ]

[At the same time, more than 40 think tank brothers also burst into a battle roar that resounded through the world, desperately trying to break free from the endless psychic suppression. 】

【They either wielded power weapons or pressed the roaring switches of chain swords, driving the power armor to pounce on the surroundings of the "tyrant". 】

【As the distance between the two sides approached, the anti-psychic device seemed to play a partial role. 】

【The psychic attack that the "tyrant" raised his hand and swung seemed to weaken a lot. Every time he attacked, only one think tank brother was killed by the terrifying psychic power and offered his loyalty to the emperor. 】

【However, even if the think tank brothers who were close at hand were repeatedly devoured and burned by flames and lightning, the Astartes of the Black Templar showed no signs of retreat. 】

【A power sword that bloomed with a blue energy field struck the psychic barrier of the "tyrant", rippling a trembling ripple.

【The next second, the attacking think tank brothers were shattered by the powerful psychic power of the "tyrant" The power armor and flesh and blood body, only a pile of bones fell in front of everyone. ]

[But the next fearless Librarian brother has approached again, and a roaring chain sword sawed hard on the rippled psychic barrier. ]

[Even if they can only attack once with their lives, the remaining Librarian brothers still surrounded the tall body of the "tyrant". ]

[Countless psychic flames are still surging in your body. ]

[But you did not die easily. ]

[The opponent's psychic flames seemed to be transformed into strands of subspace flames that supported you to continue moving. ]

[You once again let out a battle roar that resounded around. ]

[Even the blade of the "black sword" you held tightly seemed to be filled with a faint golden light. ]

[The next second, the black blade forcibly penetrated the thick psychic barrier of the "tyrant" and stabbed into the opponent's flesh and blood body. ]

[Instantly, streams of dark red mixed with purple smelly blood kept spurting out and splashing on your body. ]

[The 'dictator' with a distorted and ferocious expression suddenly let out an inhuman howl of terror, and an even more terrifying psychic impact suddenly erupted. ]

[In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen think tank brothers surrounding the opponent lost their lives silently, and were shattered into countless dancing blood mists by the rampant terrifying psychic energy. ]

[Uncontrollable scarlet blood also spurted out from your mouth and nose.

[The 'traitor' skull relic' that you placed above the iron halo shattered with a bang, and it barely resisted the psychic impact that the opponent was wantonly exerting. ]

[You subconsciously blinked your eyes covered with blood. ]

[You used your strength to push the 'black sword' deep into the flesh and blood of the 'dictator'. ]

[Accompanied by a sliding sound of metal collision, the pious chain was tightly wrapped around the opponent's thick neck. 】

【At this moment, a metal arm covered by a mysterious mechanical structure actually penetrated the power armor protected by the iron halo, inserted into your chest, grabbed your spine and lifted it up. 】

【"Human puppet brainwashed by the pseudo-emperor! The dictator is not worth everything you give! The dirty human empire is not worth everything you give!" The blood-red eyes of the "dictator" stared at you who were constantly spitting blood, and the surging terrifying psychic energy was constantly overflowing from the black single eye on his forehead. 】

【"As a heretic, you will never understand how strong will and courage are needed to lead mankind on the right path. You are selfish and you will not understand how much the empire composed of countless humans has paid for its survival..." 】

【You slightly moved your blood-stained lips, and the weak voice as thin as a mosquito was transmitted to the other party's ears. 】

【At the same time, one of your palms touched the hot melt bomb under the power backpack. 】

【"Everything is a lie of the false emperor! You are the traitors of mankind! And I will be the only savior of mankind!" The 'dictator' with a distorted and ferocious expression roared at you crazily. 】

【You blinked your blood-covered eyes. 】

【A faint smile suddenly appeared on the corners of your blood-stained mouth. 】

【Just behind the 'dictator', several remaining think tank brothers and the seriously injured think tank director Horadrim slowly performed a Black Templar warband salute to you. 】

【The next second, they took off their anti-psychic devices and exploded into dancing blood mist in the blink of an eye. 】

【Along with the loss of control of a large amount of psychic power, an extremely unstable subspace rift suddenly appeared in the physical space, constantly absorbing everything around it. 】

[This is not the effect of the terrifying psychic power of the "tyrant", but the spontaneous sacrifice and dedication of the Astartes. ]

[This is Plan B formulated by you and the think tank director Horadrim. ]

[If the anti-psychic device does not work, or the think tank brothers suffer heavy casualties and cannot successfully kill the heretic "tyrant". ]

[Then the think tank director Horadrim needs to use the ancient taboo knowledge to actively open a space rift leading to the subspace and exile the "tyrant". ]

[A cold smile appeared at the corner of your mouth. ]

[You grabbed the pious chain wrapped around the thick neck of the "tyrant". ]

[You shook the broken body pierced by the mechanical arm violently and crashed into the "tyrant". ]

[At the same time, three hot melt bombs had already been activated by you and were about to explode. 】

【“No——”】

【The ‘tyrant’ who discovered the fatal crisis suddenly burst out a terrifying psychic energy that shook the entire planet. It wanted to suppress and erase the existence of the subspace rift with its terrifying psychic power. 】

【However, the subspace rift that was close at hand actually took the initiative to increase the suction force that absorbed everything. 】

【You and the ‘tyrant’ were completely unable to resist, and were forcibly sent into the chaotic and disordered subspace by an unknown powerful force. 】

【The next moment, the terrifying high temperature from the hot melt bomb instantly erupted, completely devouring the flesh and blood bodies of you and the ‘tyrant’. 】

【The terrifying psychic energy in the ‘tyrant’ completely lost control as his flesh and blood body melted, and a terrifying psychic storm with extremely destructive power began to stir the subspace. 】

【Your flesh and blood body had long dissipated. 】

【Your spiritual will, which was supported by the flames of the subspace, still had a breath. 】

【Just when your consciousness was about to fall into endless darkness. 】

【You suddenly saw clearly the location of your subspace. ]

[You seem to be in the sky above an eternal battlefield. ]

[Under the strange sky where blue and purple are constantly interweaving, countless Tzeentch demons are engaging in a tragic battle with a Khorne army. ]

[A tall figure wearing white wolf skin and a set of black armor is wielding terrifying melee weapons and servo mechanical arms, leading countless terrifying werewolves wearing broken power armor to rush through the array of Tzeentch demons. ]

[At this moment, the warp flame that supports your spiritual will is about to go out. ]

[Your observation perspective gradually falls into endless darkness. ]

[Your consciousness is about to return to nothingness. ]

[You... are dead. ]