Chapter 127 127, Sub-Space Specialties Sent by the Crow King

The feathers of crows wander in the shadows.

When the expeditionary corps won the victory and won precious rest time for itself; when mortals were praising the empire and the primarch.

In the terrifying and strange dark world, a primarch was entangled with the four gods alone, fighting an endless battle.

In the dark fortress, the shadows carried the feathers of crows and shuttled quickly.

The sound of sirens echoed in this huge steel creation, and the feathers of ravens fell in the passage full of blasphemy.

Clarks moved forward firmly in the shadows, and gunshots rang around him. As he moved forward, these gunshots gradually disappeared. Any abominations that dared to block him would be eaten by the crows.

The body of the demigod provided him with endless power. In front of him, two more fallen space warriors holding grenade launchers blocked his way.

The Lord of the Dark Crows didn't even look at them, and the shadow passed between the two.

After he left, the two fallen warriors in power armor fell to the ground with heavy bodies.

Clarks continued to move forward. He had to leave this world as soon as possible.

As the most skilled in lurking and infiltration among the Primarchs, he actually exposed his whereabouts in this world.

But this was not a coincidence. Lorgar, the Great Speaker who betrayed the Empire, used the forbidden power to create a terrible creation together with the Four Gods.

The demons noticed the whereabouts of the Primarch and blocked this world, trying to encircle the descendants of the Emperor again.

The grenade guns roared endlessly, and the betrayer's gunfire lit up some darkness. Through this faint firelight, countless terrifying and crazy creations could be seen rushing towards the Lord of the Ravens.

The flesh and blood body was inlaid with steel, and the howling soul and bloody flesh were spliced ​​together to form a blasphemous creation.

The demon bodies that were stitched together and screaming and struggling were jointly declaring their uncleanness to everyone who saw their existence.

This was a creation that desecrated life and played with souls.

In the long and narrow corridor, Clarks waved his claw blade and tore all the monsters in front of him to pieces.

The surrounding monsters were torn to pieces in an instant, and rotten meat and broken bodies were everywhere.

These tortured souls and bodies will be given eternal mercy by the great demigod himself.

There were broken flesh and limbs all over the ground, but these were just puppets being controlled.

Shadow's pace of advancement never stopped for a moment, and he knew that there were more terrible enemies that had not yet appeared.

The strange creation attacked from the depths of the dark world, and a terrible monster showed a hideous appearance.

The huge tentacles rolled towards the Dark Raven Chairman, and the fallen warriors who had no time to dodge along the way were all crushed.

The smelly blood and rotten flesh flowed out from the gaps in the power armor.

The Lord of Dark Raven also broke out of the blockade of the fortress at this moment, and narrowly avoided the huge tentacle. After leaving the fortress, his figure still did not stop, and shuttled towards the sky, about to leave this world.

"I must bring this news back."

This is the only thought in Clarks' mind at this moment.

He doesn't care much about his own safety.

He gave up all rights and glory, turned into a raven and threw himself into the shadow of the subspace, just to patiently monitor the enemy and kill the betrayed blood relatives.

Now that the enemy has returned again, it is time for him to fulfill his duties, even if he loses his life for it.

But just when he was about to leave this world and completely get rid of the blockade.

A sudden change occurred,

The original power of the Supreme Heaven suddenly shook at this moment, and the extremely huge teleportation array suddenly lit up, and four terrifying figures walked out from four different directions.

Before their true appearances truly descended, a terrifying vision appeared in this dark world—scarlet blood ignited the flames of war in the sky, the earth wailed and rotted into a poisonous swamp, the mountains condensed into crystals, and the air was filled with a strange fragrance that was almost invisible.

Prince Khorne, the Great Unclean One, the Lord of Change, the Great Keeper of Secrets. The great demons of the dark gods actually reached a consensus at this moment and descended together into this world mired in darkness.

"Krax, you are alone behind enemy lines, without cover, support, or hope."

The Lord of Change brewed a vicious spell in his hand, shaking the will of the Primarch with words.

"I have long been accustomed to such a fight, and it is not worth my fear."

As he spoke, the Lord of the Dark Raven disappeared on the spot, as if he had completely merged with the darkness, and disappeared completely without a trace.

The Tzeentch looked like a giant bird standing upright. When the Raven Lord disappeared, it immediately became alert and flapped its huge wings, trying to get away from the ground it was standing on.

In fact, its alertness was extremely correct.

The color of the ground under its feet had become dark and deep since some time.

Like boiling asphalt overflowing from a pool, a sticky black shadow oozed out from the ground and then entangled its feet, which were also similar to birds, and quickly spread towards its waist.

The Lord of Change cast a series of vicious spells at the black swamp that trapped him desperately. The psychic spells that surged with powerful energy disappeared into the black mud without any sound at this moment.

The big demon flapped his bird wings and quickly raised his body. But the black shadow ball was chasing him like a maggot on the tarsal bone, getting bigger and bigger, rising higher and higher, and was about to swallow him directly.

The bones and joints of the Lord of Change were broken by the huge force, and a bird-like thigh was twisted into an incredible shape.

At this moment, the big demon had accumulated powerful psychic spells that mortals could not understand. The extremely terrifying aura spread out, and these auras seemed to have a thousand-pound gravity. Even before they were released, they had already shattered the earth.

Just as it smashed the psychic spell hard.

Hualalal——

The huge shadow ball that once swallowed everything like an abyss was instantly punctured like a balloon. Before the psychic spell could reach him, the huge shadow dispersed on its own, dispersing into a huge crow cloud and disappearing in front of the Lord of Change.

After seeing this scene, the Great Unclean One and Prince Khorne on the side not only had no intention of coming forward to help, but even laughed at the same time.

Even if they formed a short-term alliance, it did not mean that they could truly unite together.

Only the Great Demon of Slaanesh could not laugh at this moment.

When the huge crow cloud disappeared, the Great Keeper of Secrets instantly felt that he was swallowed by the huge shadow.

"Crack!——"

A disgusting bone-breaking sound came from the shadow. It only took a few blinks of an eye. When the shadow dissipated, the body of the Great Keeper of Secrets had been pierced by the claw blades on the metal gloves.

The spine of the demon was dug out, the bones were exposed, and the internal organs were scattered on the ground along the huge gap, completely losing the ability to fight.

The attack of the Lord of Dark Raven on the Lord of Change was just a feint. His real target was the Great Keeper of Secrets not far away!

This was a successful battle, but it was not without cost.

When the huge body of the Raven King appeared again,

He was also covered with wounds - the well-made black armor had many traces of tearing and the traces of being bombarded by psychic spells, and blood flowed from the wounds of the demigod.

But it was worth it.

Under the siege of the four gods, one of them was killed and the other was injured in an instant, but only at the cost of minor injuries, which was already an amazing enough result.

The Lord of Dark Raven stood in place, taking a short rest, carrying a pair of steel wings, shaped like the wings of a raven. His emaciated face was as pale as snow, his eyes were as dark as night, and his long black hair fell to his shoulders.

But he didn't have much time to rest.

After killing the Great Keeper of Secrets in an instant, these great demons dared not take it lightly anymore. After seeing his figure clearly, Prince Khorne rushed over savagely, and his violent power made the whole world tremble.

The plague of the Great Unclean Ones also enveloped him, raising a thick and poisonous fog.

In the hands of the Lord of Change, he used vicious spells again,

"The empire has long been shrouded in darkness, and the cursed on the throne are not worthy of your loyalty. Why not turn to the infinite truth, like your brothers?"

The whispers of the great demons also constantly invaded the mind of the Primarch.

The crows laughed:

"Never again!"

What the gods and demons did not notice in the place covered by the shadows of the crows was that a burning eyeball was inserted into the wound of the Great Keeper by the Lord of the Dark Crow.

Expedition Corps, the Holy Church on the Fire of the Heart.

A solemn and solemn hall, with a huge statue of the Emperor standing in it.

Nakruf, the forging brother of the Son of the People, was praying in front of the statue.

A state church priest stood in front of him and asked him loudly,

"Nakruf, why do you act with your life?"

"Act for the will of the Emperor."

"What is the will of the Emperor?"

"It is to let us dedicate ourselves to the Empire until we die and return to the throne."

"What is death?"

"It is our duty."

One question and one answer, repeated over and over again, but they did not have any impatience, and their voices were still firm and powerful.

Loyal to the Emperor, loyal to the Empire, until the electronic screen on the church lit up, representing the end of the day's prayer.

As a citizen of the Empire, it is everyone's sacred duty to come to the church and pray to the Emperor's statue.

Nakruf is now a mortal servant of the Heartfire Mechanical Workshop, so he is naturally no exception.

Duker is also in the church at this time. He is not here to pray, but to observe the stability of Nakruf's faith.

In order to drive away the orc gods in the Empire's network,

and to save his brother Vulkan.

Duker plans to pull Nakruf into the Heartnet to establish a solid connection with Vulkan.

Before this, he had not intended to pull any of the Primarchs into the Heart Network.

He was mainly worried that the addition of the secondary gods would affect the purity of the Heart Network.

But the situation this time was too special. On the one hand, with Vulkan's character, it was unlikely that he would cause trouble in the Heart Network; on the other hand, he had to do this in order to take back the Imperial Network and repel the Orc God who occupied it.

Relying on the telepathic transmission ability of the Heart Network.

Dukel could completely transform Vulkan into a being similar to Duke, and gradually grow in the Imperial Network to the point where he could fight against the Orc God.

Moreover, if there was no Heart Network to help share the extreme emotions of the Orc believers, Vulkan's essence would sooner or later be corrupted by the network and eventually become a being similar to the Orc God.

Dukel came here to observe Nakruf's beliefs to see if he met the standards for the Heart Network invitation.

Unfortunately, although the other party's beliefs were solid, they were still lacking a little.

Although Nakruf was a mortal at this time, his demigod characteristics still existed, and Duker could not force him into the heart net.

——Then he could only wait.

Just as Duker was thinking, the raven feather that he had been carrying with him suddenly floated up and hovered in front of him.

After seeing this scene, the corner of the Primarch's mouth showed a smile.

Since exchanging part of the essence with the Lord of the Dark Raven in the subspace, the two awakened Primarchs have been communicating frequently.

Clarks occasionally sent him some images about the Four Gods Alliance, or important messages.

For Duker, this was a more interesting experience.

It even reminded him of a small game he played in his previous life - the Traveling Frog.

In that game, the frogs that traveled around would occasionally send back some messages or images to the players, and occasionally mail back local specialties.

Of course, this metaphor is not appropriate, after all, the Lord of the Dark Raven has never mailed Duker specialties from the Warp.

And this 40k Travel Raven is much more hardcore than the mini-games in the previous life.

"I wonder what it will be this time?"

Duker looked at the feather in front of him and thought silently in his heart, but after waiting for a few seconds, he did not see any images or messages coming out.

And in his sight, this crow feather was gradually wet, and the color was quickly turning scarlet, like blood,

"Tick."

A drop of blood emitting blasphemous ominous blood flowed out from the tip of the crow feather and fell on the floor of the Holy Church.

"This is... blood sacrifice!" Duker's expression became serious.

The Lord of the Dark Raven used the psychic spell of blood sacrifice to summon Duker, which also meant that the other party was likely in danger.

"Is this a special product of the Warp?"

Duker suddenly had an inexplicable idea at this moment, but his actions did not stop at all.

He immediately checked the blood sacrifice offerings. Just like using the blood sacrifice array to summon demons, the quality of the offerings will directly affect the strength he can exert.

"Let me see what local specialties are"

Duke's consciousness followed the guidance of the blood sacrifice array and finally saw the entity of the offering, which was a twisted and abominable heretic body

"Good fellow, Slaanesh Demon?!"

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In the dark world hidden deep in the warp, the battle between the Lord of the Ravens and the Four Gods Demons is nearing its end.

"Krax, I will mourn for you. Another Primarch will die today. This will be your burial place."

The demon's whispers were so noisy that Clarks avoided their attacks in the shadows without saying a word.

He had many more wounds on his body at this time, cut by knives and axes, and eroded by plague, but these did not shake him.

Corresponding to this were the Prince of Khorne and the Great Keeper of Secrets, who fell to the ground and were unknown whether they were alive or dead.

The Great Unclean One and the Lord of Change, although still able to fight at this moment, were also seriously injured.

The fierce battle caused serious injuries to both sides.

Therefore, although the great demons who had an absolute advantage at this moment, still did not dare to launch a general attack rashly, but continued to reduce the power of the Lord of Dark Raven and used words to shake his will.

"Give up, Clarks, the era of the original body has ended, and your fall is like the declining human empire, irreversible."

Clarks did not respond, but waited for an opportunity in the shadows, looking for a slight chance of victory.

"Hehe."

But at this moment, a sarcastic chuckle sounded.

This abrupt sound aroused the vigilance of the two great demons.

I saw that the strange body of the Great Secret Keeper was burning with raging fire at this moment, and the plump flesh and blood quickly shriveled down, like a thin and long mummy, with countless dry cracks on the surface, all spewing hot flames.

From a distance, it looked like a flaming dried-up snake.

With a "crackling" sound, the joints of the mummy twisted into a weird posture, and it stood up straight from the ground.

The original power of the Supreme Heaven continuously infused the mummy with strength. The eyes of the Great Keeper of Secrets were still closed, but a huge single eye suddenly opened between his eyebrows.

Circles of rings surrounded the mummy like overlapping wheels of flames, with more than a million eyeballs on them.

"Duke, is that you?"

The two great demons were shocked by this unexpected scene, and the Lord of the Dark Crow, who knew about it, asked.

"It's me."

The answer came from the flames.

While responding to the Lord of the Dark Crow's question, Duke stretched his body.

Under the scorching flames, the soul and body of the Great Keeper of Secrets were melting, and the body was rapidly weathering like a vessel made of sand.

"It seems that I don't have much time."

Dukel spoke in the flames, and as he spoke, the red wildfire spread recklessly in this dark world, the flames shot up into the sky, and in a moment the whole world was burned red.

The earth was melting, the lava gathered into rivers, the sky was covered with flames, and the unclean things were wailing. This dark world was like the end of the world in an instant, and everything was being destroyed.

Dukel floated into the air under the wrapping of countless wheels, and the huge single eye between his eyebrows radiated the light of the soul, and the negative energy of the subspace was quickly dissipated under these lights.

The spell condensed by the Lord of Change was destroyed.

The raven flew out from the shadow of the fire, and its life was instantly snatched away.

The Great Unclean One, who had already suffered a severe blow, wanted to escape from this world at the moment of this horrible scene.

Unfortunately, its movements were too slow.

Just as it opened the teleportation array, the overlapping flame wheels carried Duker's mummified body across the sky, like a blazing fire meteor, smashing straight towards the Great Unclean One.

The Great Demon's fat body, as big as a hill, was crushed by countless flame wheels. It only lasted for a moment before its thick skin was torn apart, its greasy fat melted, and then its flesh and bones were crushed together.

After crushing the Great Unclean One, the flames burning in this world became more intense, and the mummified body of the Great Keeper of Secrets was repaired and became more complete.

The Great Demon of the Gods died, but the struggle in this world was not over.

"What is there?"

Duker looked towards the demon fortress not far away, where he felt an extremely blasphemous existence.

"A terrifying war machine." The Lord of the Dark Raven replied, "Abaddon's army is always accumulating strength, and I suspect this is just one of them."

"Duker, what are you going to do next?"

He asked for the other party's opinion.

Although the memory of fighting side by side with the other party had been erased from his mind.

But at this moment, he also felt a long-lost sense of pleasure.

And in his memory, Dukel was a contemplative one among the Primarchs. Perhaps the other party also thought of a perfect battle plan in a short time.

"I have a perfect battle plan, brother." Dukel said with a smile.

Sure enough!

The other party really thought of a battle plan in a short time, and it was perfect!

The Lord of the Dark Raven also smiled at this moment and listened attentively.

Only to hear Dukel continue, "My battle plan is this."

"First, I rush into the fortress from the front."

"Then you follow me and rush into the fortress from the dark in front."

"In this way, this battle will win!"

Dukel's voice was sonorous and powerful, with unparalleled confidence. After he finished speaking, he asked the Lord of the Dark Raven,

"Clarks, what do you think of this plan?"

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The Lord of the Dark Raven was silent.

He felt that this was not a battle plan.

But for some reason, he seemed happy to follow Duke's command.

Although this plan sounded a bit unreliable, he had seen even more unreliable ones - at least the other party did not command the dark crows who were good at lurking to fight head-on like Horus did.

Thinking of this, Clarks smiled again,

"I think this plan is good, brother."