Chapter 468: The funeral bell will ring for the enemies of the Hua Hua Hua Di Huang

Saul Tarvitz?

The name spat out by the bald, monstrous man made S's freeze for a moment.

This was a name he had never heard of, a name he had absolutely no impression of.

But for some reason, Saul felt familiar with this name, and a strange emotion surged up.

He wanted to spit on the bald man's face and accuse him of not being worthy of mentioning this name.

Why?

Why would Saul feel familiar with this name?

Although he did not know the meaning of the name S's Tavis, S's was able to determine the identity of the bald, monstrous man before him.

Lu Xiusi, Slaanesh Champion Lu Xiusi.

This came from Kharn's teaching.

While being taught martial arts by Kharn, Kharn would also occasionally reveal some information about the galaxy to Saul in fragments.

Now the Four Gods each had their own Champions.

Tzeentch Champion Ahriman and Khorne Champion Kharn were still quite familiar to Saul... Kharn was temporarily free and not loyal to the Blood God, while Ahriman claimed that he had never been loyal to the shitty Tzeentch.

But Kharn warned Saul not to think that the other two Champions were human just because he and Ahriman looked like humans.

Although the other two Champions, Nurgle Champion Typhus and Slaanesh Champion Lu Xiusi, were inferior to Ahriman and Kharn in strength, they were far beyond what Kharn and Ahriman could chase in terms of being beasts.

Typhus was a beast, and Lu Xiusi was even a wild dog on the side of the road—that was how Kharn warned Saul————

A slender, twisted long sword that moved like a poisonous snake stabbed out with exquisite and gorgeous swordsmanship that made Saul dizzy.

"Tarvitz, little beast, there is the scent of Tarvitz in your blood."

Saul's cheek was cut. If Saul had reacted a little slower just now, that Laer blade would have directly pierced Saul's skull and taken his life.

Lu Xiusi gently withdrew his blade, and with an elegant, seductive posture, brought the blade to his face, sniffing the scent of S's's blood upon it.

That twisted blade came from the temple of the blasphemous alien Laer, once harbored a powerful Slaaneshi Greater Daemon, was used by the Slaaneshi Daemon Primarch Fulgrim, and was later gifted to Lu Xiusi by the Hua Hua Hua Di Huang's Children's gene-primarch. Although there was no demon harbored in it, the sword itself was still dangerous and fatal.

Lu Xiusi sniffed the scent of Saul's blood on the sword, revealing an expression of disgust, hatred, and anger intertwined.

"You are the continuation of Tarvitz's bloodline. Your gene-seed comes from Saul Tarvitz." Lu Xiusi roared.

My gene-seed comes from Saul Tarvitz? Saul was stunned for a moment.

He didn't know the Tarvitz Lu Xiusi spoke of, but... but Saul could indeed feel the power of the gene-seed in his body.

That seed stored the gene-memory of the previous Astartes, remaining with his combat experience. Saul often could draw power, skills, and wisdom from it.

From the time S's had memories, he had already been kidnapped by Cawl onto the *King of Explorers*; he could not remember the appearance of his birth parents, and his understanding of the world came entirely from hypnotic indoctrination and the influence of gene-seed.

"I don't know the life of that Lord Tarvitz, but if I say his gene-seed truly came from him..."

"... Then I think he must be a noble, humble, great, and loyal Imperial Fists warrior."

Lu Xiusi's smile froze on his face, his scarred face full of confusion, seemingly not understanding what Saul's words meant.

Lu Xiusi admitted that Tarvitz was indeed a boring, dull guy who was as dry as a stone.

But... but saying Tarvitz was an Imperial Fist—how could this kid curse worse than him? Did he also have a grudge against Tarvitz?

Subsequently, Lu Xiusi reacted.

"You think you are an Imperial Fist?"

"Not willing to be a noble son of Fulgrim, but willing to be with stones?"

"Little beast, you are really a bit like Tarvitz, equally dull, boring, stupid, and betrayed your Primarch."

But to Lu Xiusi's surprise, Saul laughed instead of being angry.

"Traitor, thank you for your shameful slander."

"Your shameful slander full of jealousy makes me believe that the Lord Tarvitz who passed the gene-seed to me must be a loyal warrior."

Lu Xiusi's expression twisted immediately. He let out a sharp war cry like a needle prick, making Saul dizzy.

And then, the Laer blade stabbed straight at Saul's throat like a poisonous snake.

Saul squeezed out all the power of this Primaris body, all the teachings of Kharn in these days, and all the combat memories inherited from the gene-seed, to barely deflect this fatal sword.

The sword and sword intersected, drawing a dazzling spark. Lu Xiusi withdrew the sword fiercely and stabbed it out again fiercely. The sword edge sharply pierced Saul's power armor, leaving a savage wound on Saul's body.

"After all, you are just a mortal." Lu Xiusi opened his mouth to mock and ridicule, and the Laer blade turned into thousands of cold lights stabbing at Saul at the same time.

Saul struggled to resist, but Lu Xiusi was too strong, so strong that Saul's scalp tingled and it was difficult to resist. Savage bloodstains continuously appeared on his body.

Lu Xiusi was torturing Saul, playing with Saul.

Saul couldn't help but feel bitter in his heart.

Kharn had warned Saul that Lu Xiusi had the blessing of the Prince of Pleasure. As long as there was a trace of pride or pleasure produced by killing Lu Xiusi, Lu Xiusi would possess the person who killed him and resurrect in the person who killed him.

Not to mention killing Lu Xiusi, Saul being able to resist in front of Lu Xiusi until now was already under the protection of the Hua Hua Hua Di Huang and Saint Doraemon.

Blood flowed from the corners of Saul's mouth. He gritted his teeth, trying his best to keep himself rational and unaffected by pain.

"Don't just rely on your sword. You yourself are a powerful weapon, a weapon forged by the skills of the Hua Hua Hua Di Huang and Belisarius Cawl. Don't waste them."

Kharn's voice seemed to ring in Saul's ears.

"Know your enemy, and win by any necessary means." This also seemed to be Kharn's voice, but more like it came from Saul's body.

Know the enemy. Lu Xiusi looked at Saul with contempt and disdain. He not only despised Saul but also despised death. The blessing of the Prince of Pleasure made him act recklessly.

Acting recklessly would have flaws.

He... he indeed had flaws. Saul saw it.

Saul let go of his sword, roared, and crashed into him. The Laer blade directly pierced his body, piercing his flesh and blood. The terrifying pain swept through Saul's whole body.

But this suicidal attack also made Lu Xiusi slow down for a moment, allowing Saul's fist to hit Lu Xiusi's face, fiercely knocking him away.

The Laer blade slid off Saul's wound, hurting Saul so much that he almost couldn't stand still.

If it weren't for the existence of the Belisarius Furnace, that blow just now would have been enough for Saul to wait for Saint Doraemon to resurrect him.

"You..." Saul, who had almost lost his combat ability, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth and was almost controlled by his body's instinct to speak: "You... you don't remember again."

"The lesson Loken gave you the first time he defeated you—know your enemy, and win by any necessary means."

Saul didn't know why he inexplicably said such words. Perhaps it was the influence of the gene-memory belonging to Tarvitz in his body.

"He... Lord Tarvitz, and that Lord Loken, both defeated you in this way? Then you really don't have a long memory."

"Little beast, you actually dare to mock me like this..." Lu Xiusi received much lighter injuries than Saul imagined.

He twisted his head, roared, and climbed up from the ground with a ferocious face.

A twisted flesh whip extended from his armor, mixed with the roars and moans of demons.

The whip danced and rolled up the Laer blade and returned to Lu Xiusi's hand, but Saul could no longer keep up with Lu Xiusi's speed.

At this moment, Saul regretted incomparably that he hadn't equipped his fist with a power fist.

"Little beast, little bastard, bastard of the False Hua Hua Hua Di Huang, you disgusting, ugly, annoying, low-class, shameless, ugly, stupid, damn little beast."

Lu Xiusi's face was ferocious and terrifying, baring his teeth, his tongue continuously rolling, exceptionally ugly and low-class:

"I want to kill you, I want to cut you into sixty-six pieces, I want to dig Tarvitz's gene-seed out of your body and tear it to shreds, and then feed you both to Erebus..."

While roaring and cursing, Lu Xiusi rushed toward Saul with the Laer blade in his hand.

"Die, you piece of shit, little..."

BANG!!!!

A large-caliber steel needle was shot out. The aerodynamic needle head pushed aside the air, making a sharp sound, like a funeral song.

Still the same as before.

Feel the flow of air, feel the humidity, temperature, density of reality, viscosity of flesh and blood, slight gravity brought by the warship's mass, deflection force brought by the engine drive...

Everything was included in the calculation of the trajectory, as if the world was cut into distinct two ends by the bullet he was about to shoot.

One end was life, and the other end was death.

His bullet was the small boat that ferried between life and death.

And the trigger he pulled was the oar of the small boat.

But in the end, it was still the same as before.

Nothing special.

Just pull the trigger.

The funeral bell will ring for the enemies of the Hua Hua Hua Di Huang.

Lu Xiusi's head exploded in front of Saul, and brain matter splashed all over the ground.

His headless body fell down powerlessly, falling at Saul's feet, ugly and unsightly.

Shadows wriggled, and that Raven Guard wearing black power armor and holding a steel needle sniper rifle appeared silently beside Saul.

"You fought quite well, cousin." That Raven Guard nodded and said softly to Saul, as if he didn't care about the corpse at Saul's feet at all.

Saul was first stunned, and then terrified.

Anyone who kills Lu Xiusi will be possessed by him if they have a trace of joy, pride, or pleasure.

"My lord, that is Lu Xiusi!"

"Slaanesh Champion Lu Xiusi! The person who kills him will be possessed by him, we must hurry to find Saint Doraemon!"

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 469 =====