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For almost everyone on the battleship, void warfare means extreme compression of perception. The only thing surrounding your world is the vibration of the deck under your feet, the explosion of artillery fire, the impact on the hull, and of course, the noise brought by the fierce battle breaking out in the narrow corridor.

In a battle of boarding and counter-boarding, Fu Qinghai needed to fight his way out of an area as large and complex as a city. All he had to do was to fight endlessly for passages and gates one after another, to close the boarding gap, or to keep the gap always there.

Respond to repositioning orders, follow the path displayed on the helmet, move corpses to ensure the path is clear, or use them as blockades... While all this is happening, you don't know whether the battleship you are on has fallen - has the bridge been captured? Is the battle in space going well? Or are you doomed? How much area of ​​the battleship has been occupied by the boarding party?

There was no order, no grasp of the overall situation. This was boarding warfare, encounters and surprise attacks happening all the time. Only when you could barely squeeze out enough time to stop and start calculating where you were needed or where the situation was more urgent, would your sanity return briefly.

Therefore, Fu Qinghai usually prefers to sit on the bridge. The complex detection array and sensor system carried by the warship will gather all the information here, allowing him to have a panoramic view of the battlefield. But unfortunately, it is Sigismund who is sitting on the bridge of the Eternal Expedition, not him.

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Roar, tremble, shake.

Siren, flames, flashes.

Screaming, explosion, death.

The splattered blood turned into blood mist that filled the air, and the battle robes and cloaks were set on fire by flamethrowers and plasma incinerators. Every heartbeat was filled with the muffled sound of explosive bullets and projectiles exploding in the human body after hitting the target.

The commanders of both sides continuously issued orders on the communication channel. These intermittent words, which were severely interfered with by the background noise, resonated and strengthened with the roar of the hull being hit, like a perfect sound storm.

Under the pressure of the cracking arc and the light of the hot melt flame, Fu Qinghai killed through the entire deck. Whenever he encountered a black legion boarding team at an intersection or a corner, the tide of war would be reversed in an instant.

Looking down from a macroscopic perspective, the complex and intertwined warship passages are like a network of blood vessels, forming the blood circulation system of the Eternal Crusade. The key facilities such as plasma reactors, void shield generators, subspace engines and sublight speed engines are the internal organs. The Chaos Space Marines are the inflammatory bacteria that invade the blood vessels, fighting hard with the Black Templars and armed sailors who are immune cells. The two sides flow back and forth in the blood vessels and repeatedly compete for the ownership of each section of the passage.

Devouring each other's lives.

Fu Qinghai, he is an antibiotic.

He did not engage in a seesaw-like repeated battle or a trench-warlike defensive defense. Whenever he rushed through a battleship passage, the dirty pathogenic bacteria in the blood vessels of the Chaos Space Marines would shatter and melt and disappear. The powerful penicillin made their fragile cell walls shrink and shatter, and then they burst one after another and turned into piles of cell fragments that clogged the inner walls of the blood vessels. The corpses of the traitors lay all over the passage, and the intestines and organs in the power armor flowed all over the ground.

Blue Shell was busy following behind.

Fu Qinghai was running and suddenly stopped.

Except for the Screaming Masks warband that was encountered in the bottom area, which had a slightly larger number of people, most of the other Black Legion boarding troops were divided into assault teams of five to ten people and fought alone. Fu Qinghai could kill all of this size of assault team in one encounter. But gradually he realized that the enemy seemed to be consciously avoiding him. How did they do that?

Fu Qinghai leaned over and lifted up a Chaos Space Marine corpse with one hand, tore off his helmet, and then took out the micro communication device in the neck armor and put it to his ear to listen carefully. Listening to the intermittent noise coming from the communication channel, which was still full of static interference, Fu Qinghai was very sure that the enemy could not effectively organize, coordinate and communicate under such circumstances.

Fu Qinghai suddenly remembered the feeling he had before.

"Someone just tried to get into your mind."

Freddy's words were still ringing in my ears.

Psychic means.

Fu Qinghai probably guessed it in his mind.

Someone used some kind of psychic means to inform the other Chaos Space Marines that they could avoid the communication interference in the battleship, just like they had tried to spy into their own mind before.

"Huh, will running away solve the problem?"

Fu Qinghai put down the body and talked to himself.

It's just delaying the time of death.

Fu Qinghai continued to climb along the vertical shaft.

As soon as I stepped onto the middle deck, I saw a group of Chaos Space Marines in front of me, ready to fight. Their black armor was covered with brass emblems of the gods they believed in, along with Cthonian runes and Nagrakali hieroglyphs, promising blood, souls, and skulls in the name of the glory of the god of war. On their armor was the Eye of Horus, made of dirty gold, located in the center of the eight-pointed symbol.

A Chaos warband devoted to Khorne.

"Ahaha, I was wondering why I couldn't find it."

Fu Qinghai smiled and said,

"So they are all waiting for me here."

"What the hell are you?"

The leading Chaos Space Marine asked in a deep voice.

This Space Marine was not wearing a helmet, holding a meteor chain hammer, had dark skin and long black hair, and his iron teeth were exposed when he opened his mouth to speak.

"I am Abaddon's biological father."

Fu Qinghai spread out his paws and said lightly.

"What? You are Horus!?"

The Chaos Space Marine said in surprise.

He looked skeptical and clearly didn't believe it.

Forgot...only Chinese people like to use ethical jokes to insult others.

The other party obviously didn't get Fu Qinghai's intention.

The verbal attack failed miserably!

"Who are you?"

Fu Qinghai raised his finger and pointed at the other party and asked.

"I'm Davarus, former Captain of the 44th Company of the World Eaters, and now the leader of the Black Legion's Insurgency. I heard that you killed Telemanon and his Screaming Mask? Interesting, I just have to see if you can let me play with you for a while longer, and don't get torn apart so quickly, hehe."

The Chaos Marine grinned.

As soon as he finished speaking, the opponent's body suddenly began to mutate violently, giant blood-red flesh wings stretched out from his back, and thorn-like horny crowns grew out from the top of his head... The Chaos Space Marine turned into an Enchanted Warrior within a second or two, and judging from the appearance, he was a Khorne Enchanted Warrior.

"Hiss, hiss…"

The thirty or so Chaos Space Marines behind him transformed at the same time, embracing the demons that were inhabiting their bodies. It turned out that this Chaos Warband was made up entirely of enchanted warriors! Enchanted warriors who could freely switch between the demonic state and the normal state were usually very powerful.

It means they have subdued the demons within them.

Kayan stood on the bridge with his eyes closed, observing the situation on this deck through Davarus's perception and perspective. It was his idea to summon Davarus through psychic communication to guard the exit of the shaft to intercept the mysterious black-armored warrior. If he didn't do this, Kayan was worried that all the Black Legion boarding teams would be defeated and killed one by one by him.

"Thirty-two enchanted warriors..."

Kayan moved his lips and whispered to himself:

"That should be enough for you."

But Kayan didn't know that.

The moment I saw that all the opponents were enchanted warriors.

The eight demons in the ghost armor were cheering.

"It's time, Qingshan, to start killing!"

Valak urged impatiently.

"Kill, I want to kill, I want to kill..."

Even Kayako is longing for it.

"Mars!!!"

Davarus roared and rushed forward.

The enchanted warrior got on all fours and pounced forward like a wild beast. The scarlet muscles broke through the gaps in the power armor and coiled around his two arms, forming exaggerated giant claws. With his four legs bent and his flesh wings flapping, the Khorne enchanted warrior flew into the air and dived towards Fu Qinghai.

You're the only one who can fly?

Fu Qinghai spread out his thick metal bat wings from behind, and dark blue energy formed a translucent wing membrane. Then the bat wings flapped violently, and the supernatural power pushed him up into the sky and crashed into Davarus. The enchanted warrior was knocked backwards when he was halfway through his dive and flew to the top of the deck.

"Bang!"

Fu Qinghai pushed Daivalus and hit the pipes and cables on the top, making a dull sound. Both of them were swinging their claws vigorously. Daivalus slapped Fu Qinghai on the side of the face, and Fu Qinghai's head tilted slightly. Fu Qinghai slapped Daivalus on the side of the face, and half of his face was torn off.

"Ah——"

Davarus tore his mouth open and let out a howl of pain.

When Fu Qinghai's claw came down, the skin, flesh, tendons and bones on the left side of the possessed warrior's face were all torn off, as if the whole face was cut open alive. The nasal cavity, eyeballs, bloodshot brain, and teeth and tongue in the mouth were all exposed. It was a horrible sight.

Not only did Davarus feel heartbroken, the demon in his body was also suffering synchronous damage - even higher. The claw just now directly cut off a large piece of the demon's subspace essence, which turned into a little light and disappeared between the blue-black claw blades. The eight evil demons were sucking greedily.

Davarus struggled hard to try to break free, but was horrified to find that he was becoming increasingly weak. The demon in his body once gave him almost unlimited recovery ability and terrifying power to overturn a tank, but now all these powers were away from him, and the demon became weaker and weaker while wailing.

Fu Qinghai's wings continued to flap behind him. He held the enchanted warrior against the ceiling with one hand, and with the other hand he kept tearing and scratching his flesh. Armor fragments and minced meat and bones fell from his fingers, but the spiritual essence of the demon was fully absorbed by the iron claws without a trace.

The flesh wings on Davarus' back and the crown of thorns on his head gradually disappeared. Fu Qinghai raised his hand and tore off his breastplate, then dug a claw into his chest, and the bone reinforcement plate was useless. He took out a heart, crushed it and threw it away, then dug another claw into his chest and pulled out another heart.

Davarus lowered his head and limbs.

He died completely at the hands of Fu Qinghai.

Fu Qinghai threw him down casually.

"Bang!" "Bang!"

There were two dull thuds of heavy objects falling to the ground.

Davarus's body fell heavily into the encirclement of a group of enchanted warriors. Fu Qinghai followed closely and landed steadily on the ground. He slowly straightened up and turned to look at the dazed enchanted warriors around him. The red light gushing out of his eyepiece was so thick that it seemed substantial.

"Your God of War... does not favor the weak."

Fu Qinghai said with a wicked smile.

"roar--"

The surrounding enchanted warriors woke up from their shock and daze, and rushed forward with roars. Fu Qinghai was instantly submerged by the enchanted warriors. A huge hemisphere was piled up in the middle of the deck. Countless enchanted warriors climbed on it with their hands and feet, trying to squeeze into the sphere and kill the black-armored warrior.

The demon's giant claws easily tore through the power armor and scratched the Uru metal shell frantically, but not even a scratch was left. The claws were a brutal and ferocious weapon that did not require much skill. Fu Qinghai only needed to follow the killing instinct in human genes and fight like a primitive beast.

He grabbed the mutated neck of an enchanted warrior that was sticking out of the cervical armor, and pulled out a pile of bloody flesh and tissue along with the throat and trachea. He then inserted his claws into the side ribs of an enchanted warrior, penetrated his internal organs, grasped the opponent's spine, and pulled it back with force, pulling the entire spine out of the body.

The enchanted warriors died one after another.

The deaths were all so cruel that it was hard to watch.

The flesh hemisphere on the deck was growing thinner and thinner.

The bridge of the Vengeful Spirit.

Kayan clutched the countertop in despair.

If we put aside the flaw of occasionally going berserk and not obeying orders, Davarus's Insurgency Warband is the most powerful unit in the Black Legion. All of them are enchanted warriors. Kayan personally participated in the creation of this unit. He used mystical magic to bind demons one by one to injured Space Marines, and occasionally used loyal Space Marine prisoners.

The souls in psychic perception disappeared one after another.

Davarus and his Insurgency warband.

The army has been declared annihilated.

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Kayan stood on the bridge with his head lowered and said nothing.

At this moment, he just felt cold all over.

What on earth is that black-armored warrior?

How can we stop him from killing people?

"What's wrong with you, Kayan?"

The Void Prophet Moriana next to him noticed something, turned to look at the Thousand Sons Wizard and asked in confusion.

"Don't you claim to be a prophet? Don't you have any idea of ​​what happened on the Eternal Expedition?"

Kayan asked back in a hoarse and cold voice.

"No one can defeat Abaddon."

Moriana looked ahead and said confidently:

"He is a warrior blessed by the gods."

Kayon shook his head. Moriana had no doubt about her prediction, but the woman did not see how the black-armored warrior tore apart Telemanon, Daevarus, and their respective warbands with ease.

Kayan cast his eyes on the screen. The space battle was still going on, and the boarding was still going on. Compared to the grand battlefield involving more than 70 warships, the battle in the Eternal Expedition was just a local part. But Kayan couldn't take it lightly, because the commanders of the two warring parties, Abaddon and Sigismund, were on that ship. This was a focal battle that would determine the fate of the war.

Kayan closed his eyes gently.

As the Chaos Sorcerer with the second-highest psychic talent among all the existing Chaos Sorcerers in the Thousand Sons Legion, second only to Ahriman, Khayon can sense and understand things that others are completely unable to feel.

What a terrible war this was. Every minute and every second, people died in the slaughter. He felt the souls being thrown into the warp like liquid. He felt panic, confusion, blood madness, bloodlust... all kinds of spirits born from violent killings eventually merged into the realm behind reality. He felt the devils devouring and laughing wetly. He felt the tide and torrent of the wind of heaven being stirred by the souls that filled the room, and it became more and more agitated behind the veil.

He felt the deaths one after another. The souls that didn't know they were dead yet, the souls that resisted in vain but still fell into the mouths of the gluttons, the souls that cried and resisted wordlessly but were still torn into pieces by the claws of the demons. He felt the demons that would be born after the battle. He felt their love for humans because of this massacre, and their hatred for humans because of their own imprisonment and restrictions.

No matter how much humans kill.

It is never enough. It will never be enough.

The Warp rejoices in their war.

But Kayan had no time to feel sad about this.

He knew the Black Legion only had this one chance.

That mysterious black-armored warrior must be stopped.

Kayan slowly opened his eyes, and he had already understood in his heart: he had to participate in the boarding battle, he had to sacrifice himself to hold down the black-armored warrior in exchange for Abaddon's victory.

"Only I can handle him."

Kayan muttered to himself.

Thinking of this, Kayan turned his head and looked behind him. His two loyal subordinates were already standing there.

His alien girl, Nefertari, the Dark Eldar Scourge, and his lynx, Nagua, the Chaos Demon.

Just when Kayan had made up his mind.

A voice suddenly sounded in his mind:

"Kayan!"

Kayan became alert:

"Who is it?"

"I am Yinyun, Yinyun Klias, one of the most powerful Demon Lords under the Lord of Change."

The voice said.

"What do you want, demon?"

Kayan asked coldly.

"You must stop Qingshan Khan and stop him from heading for the bridge, or the prophecy will come true."

The Great Demon Tzeentch said in a deep voice.

"Prophecy? What prophecy?"

Kayang was filled with doubts.

"There's no time to explain. Use your psychic powers to tear open the veil and let me descend. I'll come to your aid!"

Klias said eagerly.

Kayan's thoughts were in a tizzy.

Pondering the words of the Great Demon Tzeentch.

Finally, he nodded gently:

"good."

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(End of this chapter)