Chapter 674: Doraemon's goods are too pure!!

The appearance of this situation made the Primaris-Head stay dazed for a moment, and for a time, he didn't react to what had happened.

Abaddon's resistance to psychic hallucinations completely exceeded the Primaris-Head's expectations.

The psychic hallucination he wove did not cause any damage to Abaddon, but instead exposed his own flaws.

Abaddon's combat instinct made him seize this flaw, raising his other power arm high.

"ABBA... DON!!!!"

Abaddon's mechanical arm was as powerful as a drop pod falling from the sky, hitting the Primaris-Head's arms heavily. The Primaris-Head couldn't resist, and a low moan came from his arms.

If it weren't for Cawl obtaining inspiration and technology from the Phantom Thief DX Set and creating this new model of power armor, Abaddon's punch just now could have broken the Primaris-Head's arm bones.

He let out a low roar, the psychic power on his body surged, the curtain of reality was briefly torn, and a light made of pure Warp energy stabbed into reality, smashing toward Abaddon.

This psychic power was so strong that it made Abaddon's body retreat several steps in an instant.

The Primaris-Head took the opportunity to pull away from Abaddon. Mobilizing such powerful psychic power made his muscles twitch, awakening the defects in his genes, and the intense pain almost drowned him.

"DON! DON-DON-DON-DON-DON!!!!" Abaddon issued a series of war cries like a machine gun. A series of brass enchanted bullets also splashed out from the Talon of Horus on his arm, turning into dense raindrops and shooting toward the Primaris-Head.

The Primaris-Head's lips under the helmet moved slightly, and a pill fell into his mouth. That was the High-Efficiency Pill, one of Doraemon's gadgets, and also one of the Doraemon gadgets commonly used by humans today.

In addition, there was a gas tank hidden in the power armor that began to pump gas, which was pumped into the Primaris-Head's navel through a hose removed from a Doraemon gadget.

This gas and hose came from a gadget called the "Navel Gas Inflator." This gadget generated a gadget called navel gas, and through its own hose, pumped the navel gas into the navel. Then, the user would lose all pain and be full of pure happiness. One portion of navel gas could maintain the effect for thirty minutes.

Cawl took one portion and stored it in the Primaris-Head's power armor, and then introduced it into the Primaris-Head's body through the hose removed from the gadget, so that the Primaris-Head would not be affected by his genetic defects for thirty minutes.

But this gadget was not without side effects. After the effect ended, the physical and mental pain would backfire, and there was a great possibility of producing addiction... Honestly, when the Primaris-Head used this gadget for the first time, he even felt that Slaanesh should roll down from the Slaanesh Six Rings, knock six kowtows to Saint Doraemon, and give the authority over addictive drugs to Saint Doraemon.

Intense joy and full happiness burst out in the Primaris-Head's body. This was not the empty nervous stimulation brought by those nerve drugs, but a complex happiness that trembled from soul to flesh. The pain that existed at all times in his body also faded rapidly under the action of the navel gas, making his body light and powerful.

Saint Doraemon's goods are too pure!!

The Primaris-Head took a light breath, feeling the superhuman organs that grew naturally in his body exerting their effects, and experiencing the role that the genes in his body were playing.

There were a full twenty-one Primarchs' extraordinary gene sequences in his body, which was a fusion of all Astartes of the legions.

And after getting rid of the intense pain brought by genetic defects, he could use that power.

The wildness of the dire wolf flashed in his eyes, and the heat of the deep fire and the frost of the sky-filling snowstorm erupted in his psychic power at the same time.

The primitive, uncarved Warp torrent coming from awe, anger, fear, and imagination of nature's great power burst out from his fingertips, turning into runes like a snowstorm, smashing toward Abaddon.

Those bullets shooting toward the Primaris-Head were frozen in mid-air, as if the snowstorm from the distant wilderness was sprinkled on Abaddon's huge body, and the frost instantly covered most of Abaddon's body.

The power in the Primaris-Head's genes burst out again, and another form of psychic power was excited from his body, which was the psychic power derived from superstition, arrogance, and the tendency to try to simplify this world.

He took seven rhythmic steps forward, and the Warp's evil energy was generated out of thin air, turning into an invisible and intangible curse and merging into Abaddon's huge Helbrute body. Abaddon's momentum suddenly weakened by a large margin.

Then, it was the third type of psychic power, the psychic power derived from wisdom, knowledge, craving, and curiosity about truth.

Complex spells were spat out from the Primaris-Head's mouth, and a light as hot as a star burst out from the Primaris-Head's fingertips, then compressed, reshaped, decomposed, constantly turning the surrounding matter into dust and drifting away.

The Primaris-Head moved his fingers, pushing that light toward Abaddon.

In an instant, one-third of the armor on Abaddon's coffin lid was eliminated, and those metals from Vashtorr's furnace were decomposed into dust...

On the dark blue sword blade, thousands of faces of people who died in murder issued sharp roars, and the frost covering Abaddon was shattered with a bang.

The Chaos eight-pointed star embedded on Abaddon flashed, and the corner representing the Nurgle daemon flashed, expelling the curse covering Abaddon's body.

"DON!!!!!!"

Frost drifted in all directions like shattered jewels, the light manifested from psychic power disintegrated before the ghostly blue radiance, and the storm and heavy snow were also sliced apart by the blade descending from above.

Abaddon's huge body showed a speed that did not match his body shape at all, and in an instant, he came to the Primaris-Head.

That pitch-black, twisted metal giant stood against the light, and the swaying wind and snow made him hazy, blurred, and extremely terrifying.

The magic sword Drach'nyen, born from the first murder, swung down with thousands of wails—

*CLANG!!!!!! *

The famous sword *Denkoumaru* lit up, forcibly helping the Primaris-Head block this sword from Abaddon.

Abaddon quickly retracted his sword, and three consecutive swords swung down.

The battery of the famous sword *Denkoumaru* was rapidly exhausted under such fierce three swords, but the Primaris-Head also seized the opportunity to pull away from Abaddon.

The magic sword Drach'nyen was too dangerous and fatal. Even if he had three more famous swords *Denkoumaru* on him, the Primaris-Head was unwilling to take the risk of fighting him at close range.

"DON!!!! DON!!! DON!!!!"

Abaddon issued three war cries. He raised the Talon of Horus again, and the bolter hidden between the claw blades aimed at the Primaris-Head:

"Let Horus's great step-father shoot you!!!!"

The roaring bolter shells poured out.

Fulgrim gripped the *Breaker of Furnaces* war hammer with both hands, looking at this scene from afar.

He still hadn't made a move.

Since the battle broke out, Fulgrim had a subtle premonition that there would be a dedicated opponent left for him on this battlefield.

This opponent was not Eidolon, nor was it Abaddon.

So Fulgrim never threw himself into the battle. He was constantly adjusting his state, making himself increasingly close to perfection.

Above the orbit, Fabius Bile in the ship also gazed at this scene.

He had indeed prepared an opponent for Fulgrim.

The teleportation light exploded in the center of the battlefield. In the light, a towering figure appeared.

The moment that figure appeared, the air became solidified.

Whether it was the Phoenix's Children or the Hua Hua Hua Di Huang's Children, their movements froze.

Even the most arrogant and crazy Hua Hua Hua Di Huang's Children dared not show any arrogance in front of that figure.

The round bald head reflected the light remaining from the teleportation light, shooting in all directions, illuminating the face of every Astartes.

The dead demigod stood on the battlefield again, burning light flickering on his body, tracing every rune on his precision armor, and lighting up the scarlet eye on his chest that was gazing at the battlefield.

The Luna Wolf cloak fluttered, the Warmaster stood proudly, and his steadfast face was like the morning star.

Silence. He brought silence the moment he stepped onto the battlefield.

Until an Hua Hua Hua Di Huang's Child veteran who survived the Great Rebellion era issued a sharp roar.

"Wolf God! The Wolf-Herding God is above! He has returned!" ===== CHAPTER 675 =====