Chapter 207 Throwing flash bombs at the Brass Fortress?
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Kabanha's wails echoed throughout the sky.
The divine light is like the sun piercing the dark night, becoming more and more intense.
The originally dark and depressing subspace portal was illuminated like daylight, and every inch of the corner was filled with golden light.
The demons, those who once wreaked havoc, are now trapped in this crowded space, unable to escape the judgment of the divine light.
The bloodthirsty cruelty in their eyes was gone, leaving only deep despair and fear.
The screams became insignificant in the light, and the demon's body became twisted and terrifying under the light.
It was as if even the shadows were refusing to be with them.
Their bodies began to disintegrate and dissipate into wisps of black smoke, along with their souls and the concepts they represented were erased.
There is no proof of existence.
Whoosh——
In the ultimate light, the subspace portal twisted and disappeared, as if it had never existed.
That space returned to where it should have been.
In Ron's sight, he only saw the subspace portal suddenly light up and then disappear.
He frowned:
"The threat has finally been lifted. I don't know if the ashes bomb can kill that guy in Kabanha..."
When the sacred light bloomed, he could feel that only half of the eight bloodthirsty demons had been wiped out, and the rest were still struggling.
But Kabanha's body was severely injured and he was wailing in pain.
As for whether the subsequent damage could solve this supreme bloodthirsty demon, he didn't know.
In the battlefield.
The remaining demon army looked at the disappeared subspace portal and fell into a daze.
The Supreme Bloodthirsty and their leader abandoned them.
Then an unspeakable fear spread among the demons.
The demons realize that they will face the savior called the savior by the human warriors, that terrible man!
Ron's eyes fell on the remaining demons.
He activated the mechanical special effects on the golden armor, pulled out the power sword and ignited the flames, just like a god descending to earth.
Announce your presence to the soldiers:
"In the name of the golden sun, darkness will eventually dissipate and light will remain forever!"
Ron led the Thunder Guards to rush towards the demons, charging among the demons and turning on the random killing mode.
"For the Savior!"
The soldiers' morale was high and they launched a charge against the remaining demons.
Those demons have lost the courage to fight and do not pose much of a threat.
Ron was killing demons all the way, like chopping a watermelon.
When the demons saw him, they turned around and ran away as if they had seen something terrifying.
"Curse, the curse is coming!"
"The cursed one!"
"Blood God, come and save us!"
Some demons were even frightened to the point of going crazy, and before he could get close, they killed themselves, disintegrated and returned to the subspace.
After that, more and more warriors from the outer front joined the battlefield, narrowed the encirclement, and encircled and suppressed the demons.
The demons who invaded Matila ushered in the end.
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subspace.
Endless blood clouds filled the air.
There are pits one after another on the broken earth, filled with bones, broken armor and blades.
It was a brutal duel.
Slaves, warriors, and bloodthirsty monsters lined up in long lines and were pushed into the pit.
They would fight endlessly in the dueling arena, risking their lives to win the favor of Khorne, the god of slaughter.
The blood of those losers gathered into small rivers and flowed into the huge lake, and their blood steamed.
This is the realm of Khorne.
A hell far away from any star or the light of the sun.
Only the burning flames and surging magma can bring a glimmer of light here.
Within the realm, killings were going on non-stop, as usual.
For the demons entrenched in the Brass Fortress, it is as peaceful as ever.
Because no one dares to offend the territory of the Blood God.
But now, the calm is broken.
Bang——
A small sun appeared in the airspace near the Brass Bastion, shining with divine light, and a large number of Khorne Daemons dispersed in screams and fear.
It was like throwing a flashbang into Khorne's lair, and the daemons' wails could be heard even within the Brass Citadel.
The light dissipated, and the mutilated demonic body crashed to the ground.
Such a change made the demons in the Brass Fortress panic.
For a moment, they were quiet and looked at each other.
"Is that...the power of the cursed?"
After the silence, the great demon Khorne said in a muffled voice, with a slight hint of fear in his words.
After that, there was deathly silence again.
That terrifying existence was able to spread His power to the Brass Fortress. This is undoubtedly scary.
On the brass throne.
The huge blood shadow vibrated, and the violent energy it overflowed distorted the space and energy in the domain.
The demons bowed their heads one after another, not daring to say any more words about this issue for fear of attracting the wrath of the Blood God.
At this moment, Khorne's heart was filled with rage, and the Cursed One actually extended its tentacles into his domain.
Even a small temptation is unforgivable!
Meanwhile, the rest of the Chaos Gods cast their prying eyes upon Khorne's realm.
The deeds of the cursed have always attracted the attention of the gods.
The power of the damned that appeared in the realm of Khorne this time aroused their vigilance.
However, the gazes they cast were immediately cut off by the giant ax formed by the overwhelming blood energy.
Khorne blocked all sight and issued a warning. He did not want the shameful scene in the realm to be seen by the gods.
On the ground outside the Brass Fortress.
"The Cursed!"
Kabanha suddenly woke up from a coma.
He was severely injured, lost his wings, broke his magic horns, and had burn marks all over his body.
The soul is also in a state of extreme weakness.
The energy of the cursed person still remained in his body, burning continuously, causing him great pain.
Even if he returns to the realm of Khorne, the ubiquitous killing energy cannot repair his body for a while.
Fortunately, the huge killing energy at least saved his life.
Kabanha knows it.
If he hadn't come back in time, he would have been completely wiped out like the demons under his command.
Suddenly, Kabanha sensed the call of the Blood God.
He forced himself to get up, dragging his mutilated demonic body, and staggered towards the brass fortress.
Go to meet the great Blood God.
At this moment, his mind was groggy and his heart was filled with fear.
He failed.
He swaggered and blew the horn to go out for battle, but as soon as he arrived, he was beaten by an unknown entity until he became what he is now.
Even when facing Sanguinius, he had never suffered such a heavy blow.
Kabanha has served the Blood God a long time ago. Along the way from a humble sixth-level demon to the present, he has committed countless spectacular killings.
He knew the temper of the Blood God very well.
He hates cowards and likes to inflict the cruelest punishment on the cowards!
Kabanha is undoubtedly the more cautious one among the demons.
He is not a reckless butcher, and has long since realized that careful strategy can shed more blood than blind anger.
Even if it is a temporary failure, as long as more blood is donated in the future, the punishment of the Blood God can be avoided.
But this time, his defeat was too ugly.
This was an unprecedented failure.
He was defeated by the terrifying energy summoned by the savior, and all his demon legions were destroyed on an unknown planet.
And he abandoned his soldiers and ran away without dignity and glory.
If the Blood God knew, he would never forgive him!
Carrying fear and uneasiness, Kabanha came to the hall under the brass throne.
As soon as he arrived in the hall, he felt the angry gaze of the Blood God.
His anger is like a volcano about to erupt, fiery and unstoppable!
Kabanha's heart skipped a beat.
The great blood god was finally angry.
If he committed such a shameful act, the Blood God would probably drag him to the top of the Brass Fortress and inflict cruel punishment on him.
Then hang it on the high wall to let all the demons in the domain know:
He is a cowardly demon with no courage and a shameful deserter.
what to do?
Cabanja can already imagine it.
The sarcastic words and mocking gazes of Anglas and the demons will be like sharp blades, cutting through his remaining self-esteem over and over again.
Even the humblest demon spits at him.
Every move, every insult will become his eternal shame and a nightmare that he cannot escape.
Such humiliation was simply more terrifying to him than death. It would be better for him to die directly under the energy of the cursed person!
The Cursed?
A light flashed through Kabanha's confused thoughts.
He looked up at the group of demons and found that there was a hint of fear in the depths of their gazes?
Kabanha realized that they were afraid of the large amount of cursed energy remaining in their demonic bodies.
To the demons, he was a moving source of pollution. No wonder those demons avoided him along the way.
Even the demons are so afraid, so my failure doesn't seem to be a big deal, right?
Kabanha couldn't help but think.
He had come face to face with the existence of the cursed one, even if it was just his energy!
Thinking of this, the worries in Kabanha's heart were swept away.
He involuntarily puffed up his chest...
