Chapter 111

Shift the perspective back to the battlefield.

The protagonist that Aluman and Tuck wanted to dig three feet to find, Mr. Alvin Valerius, was almost split in two by a person who popped out of nowhere wearing blood-red blasphemous armor!

God Emperor bless!

Winnie's spirit in heaven bless!

Void shield... bless!

Looking at the blood axe close at hand, Alvin felt like he could smell the thick bloody smell entwined on the axe blade!

But what shocked him even more, and even horrified him, was.

From that heavy, twisted-spike-covered, flesh-fused, chaos-witchcraft-blessed blasphemous armor, he actually heard a very familiar voice!

"Al... vin... sir..."

In the slightly immature voice, it seemed to be mixed with pain, hatred, and distortion, and the malice gathered like a rushing, magnificent flood, pouring into Alvin endlessly.

"Are you... Emerich?!"

Alvin was horrified and suddenly remembered why the voice was so familiar, because only "Emerich" would call him that!

However, the next moment.

The "monster" blessed by Khorne raised the axe blade again, and in the terrifying aura of tyranny and slaughter, mixed with the mocking sound from the Huang Tong Wang Zuo within the Warp, it swung another blow!

Boom!

Blood-red light flashed, and countless souls wailed miserably!

The air was whistling, as if the entire space was about to be split by this axe. The terrifying air wave was like substance, carrying thousands of times the gravity, directly pressing on Alvin!

Looking at the void shield that had already been smashed with dense cracks after taking an axe before, as if it was about to collapse, he immediately realized that the void shield couldn't block this axe!

Whether it was "Emerich" inside the blasphemous armor was thrown behind his head by him.

Relying on the excellent performance of the biological armor, Alvin's pure physical quality was enhanced many times. In other worlds, he would be considered a "little superman" at any rate.

Alvin bent down and lowered his head, and the axe blade grazed the back of his head!

A chill along the back of the neck, like countless ants gnawing, directly surged into the central nervous system.

The more dangerous it is, the more calm you need to be!

Seemingly in crisis, Alvin's thoughts were very clear. Grabbing the state where the "monster" missed a hit and fell into stiffness, he pulled out his loyal plasma gun, pressed the muzzle against the "monster's" forehead, and pulled the trigger hard: "I don't believe that this piece of junk armor can block a plasma gun!"

Boom!!!

The scorching white plasma shell, at almost zero distance, directly slammed into the blasphemous helmet!

In an instant, high temperature mixed with explosion erupted in the narrow street ruins, and its dazzling scorching white plasma light ball could be clearly seen even by Commissar Gray hundreds of meters away!

What does it feel like to be hit by a plasma gun at close range?

Alvin was lucky enough to answer this question.

The power of this thing was too great. Even with biological armor and a telekinetic barrier, double protection, it still made him briefly lose his hearing.

It was like the church bell ringing thousands or tens of thousands of times in his mind, and the noise was buzzing!

And the air wave of the explosion was like a giant hammer, directly hitting his chest, forcibly knocking him flying more than ten meters, slamming him to the ground, headache, nausea.

Until he spat out the congested blood clot, Alvin felt more comfortable. The tinnitus noise gradually disappeared, and his blurred vision returned to clarity.

However, when he saw the blasphemous figure standing still like a mountain in the smoke, his face changed drastically, showing a look of horror: "No way... this still can't kill you?!"

This is a plasma gun!

Seeming to echo him, the hateful blasphemous monster stepped out of the smoke, its helmet was shattered by half, but it still couldn't see its face: "Al... Alvin! Coward!!!"

But this time, it didn't seem to be one person's voice!

From that extremely vague voice, besides "Emerich's" voice, there seemed to be another person's voice!

But the situation did not allow Alvin to think carefully.

Thump!

The ground shook suddenly, cracking inch by inch.

As the huge smoke and dust spread like a magnificent air wave, the unlucky thing that was obviously blessed by "Khorne" rushed towards Alvin at an amazing speed.

Rumble!

The ruins in front were directly smashed!

Along the way, whether it was the surrounding laser guns or cluster grenades, they couldn't change the route of the "Khorne Chosen One," as if it was only staring at Alvin, regardless of others!

Whoosh!

The cruel storm, wrapped in the blood-red axe blade, slashed out!

Life and death, in an instant!

In less than 0.1 seconds, Alvin made the most appropriate judgment from countless choices!

Psychic power... burst!

The psychic power of all his strength, like a million tons of impact, was gathered into one point, slamming into the "monster's" body, forcibly creating a gap!

Taking advantage of the "monster" losing its center of gravity and the giant axe grazing past his side, Alvin rolled and directly escaped the attack range.

Rumble!!!

But, after the axe blade slashed down, it immediately smashed the entire street, and even the ruins bunker behind, into pieces!

God knows how much power that axe had!

Alvin was forcibly pushed back several meters by the surging air wave, looked up with shocked eyes at the "Khorne Chosen One"!

Mom, what should I do with this thing?

With Khorne's blessing and chaos witchcraft, this guy could completely sweep the entire battlefield by himself!

But he was targeted!

From a certain angle, it also shared 90% of the pressure for the Planetary Defense Force. Otherwise, if it were thrown onto the front battlefield, it could pierce the entire defensive line in minutes!

Alvin was miserable, chased and fled!

Regardless of whether that thing was a Khorne Chosen One, a Khorne Champion, or some other messy Khorne thing, it was obviously not something he could handle!

The opponent of this thing should be the Astartes, the Emperor's angels, not the scavenger picking up trash in the hive!

"Look at me—coward!"

The "monster" dragged the huge blood axe, surrounded by thick blood light, as if there were countless souls wailing and screaming: "In the name of the 'Blood God', under the witness of the supreme Huang Tong Wang Zuo... I will cut off your head and offer it to my Lord!"

"... Why does this sound so familiar?"

Alvin's mouth twitched, and a terrible thought suddenly popped into his mind: "Could it be... he is retaliating against me for always calling him a coward when I killed Rashid?"

In an instant, his cold sweat poured down!

No, Khorne holds grudges?!

As one of the four great Chaos Gods, known for cruelty, would he care about a human?

And even created a blessed god, isn't this purely bullying the small?

Emperor, save me—!

Someone next door is cheating, E, for the sake of the Empire, send a chosen one to help your brother!

I asked the editor yesterday if there was a chance for a recommendation, but unfortunately it didn't work, the results were poor. It's so uncomfortable, I've been cut off from recommendations since the second round. The days are really hard.