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"roar--"

Without saying a word, Fu Qinghai roared and flew directly towards Kinog, without any skills or strategies, he just rushed straight at him. The Disaster of Canmei laughed strangely, and the strange sound was like glass scraping against bones. The Slaanesh Demon raised a hoof towards Fu Qinghai and kicked hard.

"Bang!"

The hoof kicked right into his chest.

Fu Qinghai was like a can of meat hit by a baseball bat. He flew backwards, banged all the way to the ground and bounced up, then hit the ground again. He rolled continuously on the deck, leaving a trail of sparks. Although it did not damage the ghost armor, it almost shook his brains.

"Bang!"

Finally someone caught Fu Qinghai.

It made him stop rolling and bumping around.

"Qingshan, wake up, wake up!"

An anxious call came to my ears.

"Hmm…"

Fu Qinghai felt dizzy and dizzy, and his mouth and nose were filled with the rusty smell of blood. He shook his head vigorously from side to side, and the blood color in his pupils finally faded. When he looked up, he saw a tall and graceful familiar figure.

"Sarah..."

Looking at the lower edge of the hideous banshee mask and the fluttering red mane, Fu Qinghai spoke in a daze. He had no memory of how he had just killed the Khorne Demon, and his tone was dull as if he had blacked out due to drinking.

"Qingshan, wake up!"

Sarah Mand shouted while holding him with difficulty.

"Ooooooh, what do I see?"

The Slaanesh demon walked over gracefully with a cat-like step, teasing. The wolf's fangs rubbed against the cow's chin, making a "click-click" sound. Around the giant horns hung a dazzling array of gold, silver and green jewels connected by several gold chains, which swayed and collided with each other with the enchanting steps.

"So you like him, right, delicate little Eldar? Asurman's apprentice, Edrad's daughter, I know you, Sharamand. It's really enviable, a love that transcends species. Prince of Pleasure blesses you both."

The Great Demon of Slaanesh said with a chuckle.

"Get away, you disgusting creature!"

Saramande struggled to move Fu Qinghai, and the Eldar warriors around her formed a formation to resist the Slaanesh demons that surrounded them. After the King of Boiling Brass was exiled, the Khorne army gradually fell into a disadvantage, and the Slaanesh demons were approaching.

"I am Kinog, the scourge of the disabled beauty. My hooves shatter the mountains, and my voice soothes the sun. Don't you feel honored to have my personal blessing on this illicit love of yours?"

The Slaanesh Daemon said as he began to pick up his pace.

"What happened?"

Fu Qinghai finally came to his senses, and when he looked up, he saw a purple demon running and whistling towards him. This demon was long and thin, and looked disgusting and confusing. It had four arms, two of which ended in horny crab claws, and the other two arms held in their palms exquisite swords forged from smoked glass, illuminated by the light from overhead.

"You have a repressed dark potential in your body. How delicious is that? How about letting me taste it?"

The Slaanesh Daemon attacked with his blades wielding both arms:

"Just a small bite, and I assure you, Qingshan, the kiss of the Canmeiba is supremely sweet!"

I am fighting, I am on the battlefield!

Fu Qinghai finally reacted.

"bite!"

Fu Qinghai raised his claws to block the demon's sword. The Great Keeper of Secrets snorted mockingly, kicked his tender hooves and jumped back lightly, avoiding Fu Qinghai's counterattack. He curled his lips in dissatisfaction and said,

"What a disappointment, Qingshan."

The Great Keeper of Secrets charged up his strength and let out a scream, immersing Fu Qinghai in a torrent of sonic energy. Fu Qinghai stumbled back two steps in the sound. The glazed sword of the Slaanesh Demon pierced through his defense at a delicate and tricky angle, and the tip of the sword stabbed into the gap between the armor plates of the goblin armor, trying to find the weak point or fatal weakness of the armor.

Before the tip of the sword completely penetrated the gap of the demon's armor, it was cleverly dodged by the owner of the armor. Fu Qinghai immediately swung his claws to fight back, and the curved claws cut through the purple-red muscles interwoven with the etheric matter, leaving a deep claw mark on the side of the demon's thigh, causing the demon of Slaanesh to howl wildly.

The big demon's counterattacks were all neutralized, and the claws and swords were intertwined and bitten together. Parry, block, deflect, slash, stab, and slash... The afterimage of the battle between the man and the demon had transformed into a tornado that was invisible to the naked eye, spinning and whistling on the deck.

"Why do you suppress yourself, Qingshan?"

"Why do you want to restrain yourself, Qingshan?"

The Great Secret Keeper spun and shouted:

"Life is short, why not embrace happiness to the fullest? Humans are animals that live in a web of meaning that they weave themselves. Loyalty, responsibility, rules, morality, law, ethics... everything is nothingness, everything is false! Only joy can make you feel the real existence for a moment!"

"Pleasure is an illusion, only pain is real."

Fu Qinghai swung out his five sharp claws viciously.

The evil iron claws of Saron pierced deeply into the abominable flesh, and then cut open the taut, smooth, dark purple skin of the Great Demon of Slaanesh. The fishy pus gushed out, and the demon's screams were becoming increasingly sharp, and there seemed to be a hint of bliss in the sharpness. The dirty blood continued to evaporate, and a strange fragrance gradually filled the air.

"What's this little pain worth, Qingshan?"

The Great Daemon of Slaanesh roared and asked back,

"Do you think the pain you brought me is comparable to the ecstasy brought by the Lord of Dark Desire? Compared with the pain that is to come, what you feel now is just a fragment! As long as you accept it sincerely, pain can also become a kind of pleasure. You have not figured out this universal truth."

"clang!"

The tornado dissipated in an instant, and the two suddenly separated.

"Pain... Such delicious pain, such wonderful pain, this is the harm you have caused me, Qingshan, this is the passionate kiss mark you left on my body."

The Slaanesh Daemon looked down at his bruised and muscular body, gently stroking the wounds with his claws, and muttered softly. When he spoke, his lips seemed to be peeled away from the cluster of sharp teeth.

"It's like the most delicate synapses sprouting on nerve plexuses and nerve clusters... I really love this feeling. I have lived in this world since the creation of mankind and have never been tired of it. I am always addicted to it."

The Great Secret Keeper continued in a sweet, morbid tone.

"Shut up, you ugly bastard!"

Fu Qinghai cursed in disgust:

"I would rather fuck a female Grox in heat than look at your ugly face again. Your existence will only make people impotent. It's your fault that you are ugly. Please cover your face before coming to the real universe next time. I am afraid that the fertility rate of all mankind will decrease because of you."

"You are actually denying my beauty."

The Great Daemon of Slaanesh said in amazement:

"Even the lowliest human in this hollow metal wreck knows my glory, and you deny it? You are truly cruel, worthy of being Qingshan Khan."

"Stop talking, I'm going to throw up."

Fu Qinghai took a breath and attacked again.

"I would leave a trail of fire across the universe, just to see the flowers that finally bloom in your eyes, the green mountains, just so that one day you will understand that all your persistence will be in vain. When you finally know my truth, the supreme truth that you have so firmly denied."

The Grand Keeper of Secrets defended himself while saying,

"Everything you are doing now is just a futile attempt to resist your genetic instincts. Do you think I don't know, Qingshan? Your 'animal instincts' make you a natural Slaanesh warrior. You do not belong to Khorne. Slaanesh Temple is your home. Your debauched soul will make the paradise of debauchery even more glorious."

Huh? How come you know that too?

Fu Qinghai's second genetic mutation, animal instinct, is also the little secret of the chapter leader known only to Master Quinto. It is the biggest mutation that distinguishes Fu Qinghai from all other Space Marines, but it was revealed by this great demon of Slaanesh.

This made Qingshan Khan a little embarrassed and even a little angry - being a scumbag is one thing, being called a scumbag to his face is another. Especially the behavior of the beauty-damaging disaster is like shouting "Welcome to the Rotten Crotch Club" in public.

Thinking of this, Qingshan Khan was furious and launched a continuous attack. He spun around the demon of Slaanesh like a spinning shuttle, attacking faster and faster, and fighting more fiercely. He raised his hand to block the demon's sword and swung it to make a heavy blow. The sharp claws hit the crab claws, and the Great Keeper's arm trembled violently. Looking again, the iron claws had actually cut off a piece of black keratin from the inside of the crab claws.

The attack continued. Fu Qinghai twisted his wrist and blocked the sword in the hand of the Slaanesh Demon to the side, and then went straight to the abdomen of the Great Keeper of Secrets. The claws tore another wound on the side of the demon's milky white abdomen, and burning pus gushed out from the wound caused by the claws, and then was extinguished by the pus.

The Great Keeper of Secrets kicked with his hoof, trying to repeat the trick, but was grabbed by two claws and dragged to the ground. The Slaanesh Daemon tried his best to fight back, twisting and struggling on the deck like a snake. Fu Qinghai dug his fingers into the demon's throat and dug the remnants of the origin out of the demon's body.

The Great Secret Keeper groaned in resistance, but was no longer able to utter a single complete sentence. A layer of mist covered its charming eyes, and tremors surged and rippled in its broken body, and its claws went limp.

"Remember the one who killed you, demon!"

Fu Qinghai said to Kinog.

The Slaanesh Demon tried to swing the sword weakly for the last time. Fu Qinghai directly grabbed the back of the Grand Keeper's hand with his claws, inserted it into the fascia of the palm, and forcibly reversed the direction of the blade. He pressed down with both hands and thrust the sword into the chest of the Cruel Beauty. The demon screamed as it was impaled on the blade and nailed to the deck by its own sword, like an earthworm nailed by a nail, struggling and twisting but unable to leave.

The Disaster of Beautiful Creatures was almost dancing in agony, wailing incoherently, muttering inarticulately... until finally its skull collapsed, and all the stinking filth poured out onto the deck, with the remaining corpse fluid bubbling, then seeping into the deck and disappearing.

At this point, the great demon Slaanesh was also exiled.

Fu Qinghai stood in the center of the battlefield, gasping for breath.

There was no movement, only the slight rise and fall of his back, but the surrounding low-level demons screamed and cried and fled. No one, whether Slaanesh or Khorne, dared to approach this terrifying black-armored warrior who had killed two Chaos Daemons in a row.

"Qingshan."

Saramand called out with some concern:

"Are you okay?"

Fu Qinghai slowly turned around, then raised his hand and took off his helmet. He looked at the elf woman with tired and calm eyes, revealing his face covered with sweat.

For a moment, Salamander saw.

The pupils in Qingshan's eyes.

One is blood red, the other is charming purple.

However, when she blinked again and looked carefully.

But it returned to its original brown-black color.

......

(End of this chapter)