Chapter 511 - Demons: Hissing and tearing apart? This place is too scary!
Chapter 511 The Devil: Hiss ~ Pure Hand Tear? This place is so scary!
Tetus couldn't remember at all when he had tear the big demon with his hands.
Even a few battles with the Chaos Demon once or twice are extremely difficult, and they try their best and are surrounded by dangers.
But in the mouth of the Savior of Hope Primros, he seemed to be able to defeat those Chaos enemies easily.
"Did the father of genes overestimate my abilities?"
Tetus sighed in his heart. He always felt that he hoped that the Primarch Savior always had too high expectations for him.
I even asked myself to fight against Scar Primrose before.
Although the soldier was a little hesitant, his perseverance remained unchanged, and he did not refuse at all.
Honor is life, death is mission, and the only thing that fears is failure.
But he has not failed yet.
"Swear to be loyal to death..."
At this moment, this only thought was in Tetus's mind.
He looked up and faced the expectant gaze of the father of genes, without any hesitation in his voice:
"Sir, I will do it all."
Ron was even more satisfied, and his expression showed more praise: "Go, my heroic warrior, tear all the enemies apart!"
Tetus raised his hand and put on the hideous skull helmet, and the scarlet electronic eyepieces lit up.
He turned around and walked out resolutely, leaving only a firm back.
Ron sat down at the viewing seat in the command room, preparing to personally appreciate the heroic spirit of his genetic offspring.
As for whether Tetus will lose?
He had never had such an idea unless he was a great demon or a primrose-level figure at the forefront of Chaos.
Otherwise, there would be no way to defeat that kid.
Buzz ~
Many projections of Tetus appeared above the Redemption Arena, and you can feel the power of this resolute warrior at a glance.
"My dear audience, did the killing just now surprise you with pleasure?"
The enthusiastic voice of the host of the Redemption Arena came, and the roar could be heard faintly.
Those demons are attacking the facilities of the Redemption Arena.
"Oh, the damn demon came here, come and beat these#\u0026*@..."
The host is still working and demonstrates excellent qualities.
He cursed and took out his weapon and fired twice. Soon, a fearful warrior guard came over to squeak and surrounded the demon, then dragged it away and kicked it wildly.
“Now it’s a more exciting performance!”
The host wiped his cold sweat and continued to broadcast in an exaggerated tone:
"Our great and noble descendants of Asuman, the master of the arena, the uncrowned king of Comoros, sent his personal guards, the demon-tearers - Tai, Tu, Si!!!"
In the airspace, special effects of flames and blood appeared on the huge projection of Tetus, which were temporarily used by the black machinery to teach the bald data manipulation priests to work overtime.
Subsequently, the projection of the Secretkeeper of the Slaane Chaos Demon also appeared, which seemed even more terrifying and astonishing.
Titus vs. Secretkeeper!
This is also the result of data manipulation of the priest beautifying the picture and entraining private goods, making the enemy look much stronger in projection.
If the opponent is not strong, how can we show the power of the private guard of Asoman descendants of Tetus?
The host is fanatical and hoarse:
“Our demon-tearing clefter, Tetus, will fight against the Chaos Secret, who swore to tear the demon with his hand and tear it into unrestored pieces.
Shiver, the secret keeper! ”
In an instant, the audience cheered even more enthusiastically.
? ? ?
"That projection...is me?!"
The secret keeper looked at his projection, a little confused.
He felt that it was a bit different. He looked too ferocious and terrifying, and even his careful makeup was removed.
It simply does not conform to the aesthetics of the Slaane Demon!
"A mere private guard wants to defeat me?"
The secret keeper heard the host's words clearly and showed a vicious sneer: "How ridiculous is it that you dare to call yourself a demon tear?"
He is the Chaos Demon ranked 678th in the Slaanes field!
The secret keeper stood there and was alert, waiting for the opponent to arrive, but there were no traces of other warriors around him.
Could it be that the other party is afraid to fight, or wants to attack humbly?
He thought so.
At this time, the audience also stopped cheering and searched for the traces of Tetus.
They were whispering.
Everyone is waiting, what kind of attitude will that Tetus come to the battlefield?
squeak--
Suddenly, a powerful dark red Tyrannos insect tide surged, rushing to the army of demons in front of the secret keeper.
All the demons were dispersed, creating a dark red insect tide, which was directly attacking the secret keeper.
After that, the center of the dark red worm tide gradually spread out to form a road, and the tall warrior in black hideous armor was slowly walking into it, heading towards the secret keeper.
That is - Demon Tearer, Tetus!
The audience shouted, giving the warrior more support and enthusiasm.
Thick chains were wrapped around Tetus's body and arms, which seemed a little heavy.
He stared at the secret keeper and came steadily, not caring about the demons coming around him.
Because the demons who tried to attack the warrior were all pounced on by Tyron bugs, some scattered demons were also destroyed by the alchemist's alchemist's random shot.
The steps of Tetus coming were not affected at all. The demon was either thrown away or turned into ashes around him.
He is approaching his opponent.
Seeing this, the secret keeper also let out a scream, ordering the demons not to attack Tetus.
That makes no sense.
The Chaos Demon hopes to brutally punish the warrior in a gladiatorial way, making the audience of the arena and the owner behind it realize.
How stupid and ridiculous their ideas are.
Soon, the demon and Tyron bugs formed a large circle in the battle, clearing out the space for the two to fight.
Under the eyes of everyone, Tetus came to the secret keeper and faced him.
He looked up at the Chaos Demon several meters above him, his eyes still so firm and his momentum was not weak at all.
The air between the two sides became solemn.
"A humble human warrior, black-skinned monkey's lackey, I will take out your intestines and tie it into a bow in your sad begging for mercy."
The secret keeper tied a knife flower with his three arms and started the routine mouth gun before the battle between the Galaxy and the subspace.
His tone was vicious and threatening.
Tetus remained silent, but his movements were even more amazing, showing more momentum.
The fierce man inserted the legendary power sword in his hand to the ground, and then threw away the arbitrator, the legendary battle blade and other weapons on his body.
He took off all his weapons, even his helmet, and faced the Chaos Demon in front of him with empty hands!
? ? ?
The secret keeper and the audience were both upset when they looked at this scene.
No one expected that this warrior would face the terrifying Chaos Demon empty-handed, and even the Secretkeeper himself was surprised.
Breathing becomes heavy.
"Tetus, Titus, Titus!"
The audience reacted and shouted the name of the brave warrior frantically.
"hiss……"
Ron looked at the scene in the arena and immediately took a breath and stood up from his seat.
His father of genes was also a little shocked.
"Did that boy Tetus misunderstand what I mean?"
Ron frowned slightly.
He asked Tetus to tear the demon with his hands, which is a general metaphor.
Just beat him and execute him, tear the opponent's body apart and create a violent scene.
Who would have thought that Tetus was so serious and rigorous that he would be so purely torn? !
Ron finally knew that when Tetus was facing his proposal not long ago, he was pausing and thinking about something.
It’s not that hesitation, fear, or thinking about whether he can defeat the other party, but how he tore the other party with his hand according to the requirements of his own gene father.
It's you, Tetus!
Unexpectedly, I underestimated that boy. Now that I was terrifying, the old Biden could not drool?
Ron slowly sat back on the throne and ordered a glass of bloody ice cream to relieve his mood.
You can taste any famous delicious food in the Galaxy or subspace in the Redemption Arena.
Since that boy Tetus dared to do this, he must have measured his own strength, so there is no need to worry too much.
In the arena.
The secret keeper looked at Tetus and felt a strong sense of humiliation, and laughed in anger:
"Short guys, you will pay a terrible price for your arrogance."
The words have not yet fallen.
The toxic sharp blade of the Chaos Demon flashed with a cold light swept towards the human warrior in front. Without the power sword, the opponent could not resist it.
Even the heavy armor of the human empire is difficult to block the weapons attack of the great demon.
clang--
However, the dazzling sharp blade was blocked.
After Tetus wrapped the chains, he quickly raised his arm to block the fatal blow.
The Great Demon's blade slashed on the chain without causing any damage.
His scarred face sneered, "Herebroken, you should pay the price."
"What?!"
The secret keeper was stunned for a moment and slashed twice, but it still had no effect. He even found that there were tiny cracks on his blade.
Because what Tetus wrapped around his arms was not ordinary chains, but special weapons made of ancient alloys.
The intensity is amazing.
Previously, a certain Galaxy noble existence invested an inestimable ancient warship car in order to cultivate the Tyron combat unit, and fed his treasure Tyron with the ancient alloys in it.
Although the Redemption Arena is operating in good faith.
But in the face of such treasures and bulk transactions, Ron, the middleman, still vaguely and symbolically charged a part of the "service fee".
Of course, within a reasonable scope, it cannot be said that the Redemption Arena is a black shop with a pit of aliens.
Part of the ancient alloys were sent for research, while the other part was cast into special chain weapons, equipped on Tetus.
Make its combat power stronger.
Bang—
A muffled sound of flesh and blood came out.
Tetus took advantage of the chaos demon's moment of being stunned and suddenly activated his jumping backpack.
He rushed straight to the opposite door, and at the acceleration of the jet device, he made a hard uppercut.
The secret keeper's face was distorted, a bloody tooth flew out, and his chin became crooked.
But he still controlled his body along the way, flipped and opened the distance, and the snake's tail hit the human warrior's side abdomen at a tricky angle.
There were deep traces left on the pottery steel armor, and blood oozed out.
The secret keeper was a little proud.
The enemy was injured more severely in this wave of confrontation, and his actual combat power was much stronger than what was reflected in the ranking!
The confused figure of the Chaos Demon wandered around Tetus, his vicious eyes scanning up and down, trying to find more flaws.
He knew he had the advantage.
After the enemy unloaded explosive bombs and power weapons, they lost most of their attack methods.
The attack distance was also reduced a lot.
I just need to use the advantage of the weapon distance to torture the opponent to my heart's content.
The Secret Keeper attacked Titus at high speed, and the speed exceeded the limit of the vision of ordinary warriors. They could only see the flickering light and the sparks of metal collision.
Those unlucky demons or Tyranids who approached were chopped into pieces by the flashing knife light.
The audience became nervous.
Anyone could see that Titus, the personal guard of the descendant of Asurman, was struggling to resist.
The warrior had more and more wounds on his body, and he might fail and fall down in the next moment.
And the arrogant human warrior would also cause the descendant of Asurman to lose face and dignity because of this incident.
"Humble and arrogant guy, enjoy the pleasure given by the Prince of Darkness..."
When the Secret Keeper saw that the human warrior's movements became sluggish, he seized the opportunity to suddenly approach and sprayed the special hallucinogenic mist that had been brewing for a long time with his tongue and fangs.
The warrior didn't even have a Chaos Psychic Defense device, which doomed the opponent to fail.
This would be the decisive blow!
The Chaos Demon's carefully prepared psychedelic mist covered Titus and invaded his body through the gaps and cracks in his armor.
The special Chaos Energy particles in the psychedelic mist would detonate the senses of the attacked after contacting the skin -
Some people would suddenly feel the sweetness of a lover's kiss, some could hear the dying gasps of a close person, and even feel the pain of their ancestors being torn apart by the enemy three hundred years ago.
Titus didn't wear a helmet and directly inhaled more mist.
In addition to the above scenes, the most desired memories also emerged in his mind:
"The gentle voice of the Father of Genes when he praised himself, the burnt incense of the burning holy oil during the armor ceremony, etc...."
He even lost his sight, and everything in front of him suddenly turned into a mural of joy, and the taboo chapter of the Book of Joy was strongly engraved in his memory.
This is the horror of the hallucinogenic fog, which can instantly take away the attention of the opponent's senses in a battle.
On a dangerous battlefield, that means death!
The sharp blade of the Secret Keeper suddenly slashed into the fog, causing the sound of flesh and bones breaking.
He felt the touch of the blade, and his heart was suddenly happy, because he had hit the vital part of the human warrior.
This scene also made the audience who were fully engaged exclaim.
However, the next second.
Accompanied by the full-speed roar of the legendary power armor engine.
A huge force came from the other side of the hallucinogenic fog, and then a chain flew out and flexibly entangled the arm of the Chaos Demon, restricting his movement.
The fog dissipated.
Titus's resolute face appeared in people's sight, and the demon's sharp blade slashed along the shoulder area to the top of the chest, but was stopped by the chain.
Saved his life.
And this is also the purpose of Titus's tear, to withstand the demon's sensory attack with a firm will.
Then he seized the opportunity to gain combat advantage with his injuries and limit the enemy's speed.
Now it was his turn to fight back!
"No..."
The Keeper looked at the bloody and ferocious Titus and suddenly felt a little scared.
He struggled hard and pulled Titus over.
Close combat!
Titus could swim among demons, greenskins and insects, and close combat was what he was really good at.
He grabbed the Keeper with both hands and headbutted him several times, with blood flowing from his forehead.
Such an attack made the Keeper wail more, and the blade in his hand was bound by more chains.
They couldn't separate.
The Slaanesh Chaos Daemon even felt a breath of blood from the warrior!
Titus and the Keeper rolled and tangled, fighting at close range, and each blow went to the fatal part.
The battle became more and more intense.
Whoosh——
The demon's vicious snake tail suddenly stabbed at the human warrior's head, about to kill him.
But Titus dodged the attack sharply, opened his mouth and bit the snake tail fiercely, and tore it violently, blood and flesh splattered.
The Secret Keeper was in great pain, and before he could pull back his tail, the tentacles on his head were grabbed and pulled out again.
He wailed more.
Titus...tear the big demon apart with his hands...
After the audience was silent, they shouted unprecedentedly, it was so exciting!
They gave more respect to this warrior and the descendants of Asurman.
The Secret Keeper lay on the ground helplessly, beaten by Titus, and his body was torn apart bit by bit.
Even the wailing became hoarse.
He looked at Titus and pleaded: "Human warrior, end my life!"
Rather than being tortured and humiliated here, it would be better to be expelled back to the warp as soon as possible.
Unfortunately, Titus was unmoved.
The Father of Genes ordered him to tear the Great Demon apart with his own hands, but he hadn't finished tearing it apart yet, how could it end?
The demon army under the Secret Keeper was a little trembling when they saw their master being humiliated and abused like this.
The fear from the demons spread in the Redemption Arena.
Their formation became chaotic, and their counterattacks lost momentum. Some of them even fled to the subspace cracks.
When those demons ran past the unrecognizable Secret Keeper, they didn't even dare to look at their master.
They were afraid that they would be targeted by the terrible Asurman descendant's personal guard, the Demon Tearer.
Soon, the demon army's camp collapsed and was destroyed by the joint army of the Redemption Arena, while the Secret Keeper's wailing continued.
...
On the other side of the curtain of the subspace, subspace.
The great demon of Slaanesh, the sound of pain, Karien's hideous hand grabbed a demon of desire that had escaped, and his palms kept tightening to create pain:
"Shameful deserter, tell me what happened to your master?"
Blood was spilled out of the mouth of the demon of desire, and he was struggling to reveal the notes in the torture of fear: "Tear... tore it!"
Bang-
The devil was crushed.
Kalien shook off the wreckage disdain, his voice rubbing like countless spikes:
"The trash is dead. I have long said that it is most suitable for me as a pioneer. Letting a trash act as a trash will only shame the Dark Prince..."
The Chaos Magic patted the black bat wings and walked into the crack of the subspace with confidence.
A new song of hell mad music sounded over the arena of redemption.
"Hahaha?!"
Karien's vicious head stretched out from the curtain, and he was stunned when he was about to let out a signature crazy laugh.
Within sight, there were demons' corpses and endless mixed race army everywhere.
The Tyran insect swarm was biting the devil's remains, and the dark spirits were cutting and splitting the demon's body with artistic techniques.
The greens stabbed a demon beast's butt with big sticks, causing it to twitch continuously.
A dying wailing sound.
The great Slaanezhe demon heard the familiar wailing sound, turned to look, and found that the vanguard secret keeper was being tortured and incomplete.
The poor guy's arm was torn apart.
Smack-
The torn arm accidentally hit Carrien's head, and his anger suddenly aroused.
But the next moment.
He was watched by many eyes, whether it was the powerful warrior who had torn apart the great demon, a large number of gladiators, a large number of green skins, Tyrannosaurus, and audiences.
At this moment, all the bloody figures in the Redemption Arena were staring at the newly emerged great demon of Slaaneism, with a faint hint of desire.
The scene fell into a brief silence.
"It seems a bit dangerous here?!"
Carlian felt the terror of this emotion, swallowed, and quietly retreated.
It's like I haven't been here before.
This matter must be reported to the disaster of hell, and the Lord of Joy and the Dark Prince!
"Hey, what's going on with that guy?"
A tall and strong muscular devil asked, with a carefree voice.
"Tear...tear..."
Kalien took a deep breath and gave the other party the same answer.
