Chapter 156: I'll perform a bare-handed Greater Daemon tear for you!

Ever since he was buried in a Dreadnought, Butsweig's greatest wish was to die in battle for the glory of the Emperor!

In fact, as a Holy Dreadnought with a history of over a thousand years, if the previous ancient warrior buried in the stone sarcophagus hadn't died, it wouldn't have been his turn to pilot it.

But the benefit was that this Holy Dreadnought armor gave him much richer experience.

The moment he saw that 'Greater Daemon of Tzeentch', the machine spirit from the depths of this 'Holy Dreadnought' armor seemed to tell Butsweig how to deal with this type of enemy.

"For Russ and the All-Father!!!"

At this moment, the Holy Dreadnought, like a giant tank, issued a thunderous battle cry through its loudspeaker.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

When a Dreadnought deploys, it must shake the heavens and the earth!

Every step he took was like a bugle call filled with honor and courage, giving the surrounding Astartes immense courage!

The electromagnetic muscle coils connected to the pilot's nerves erupted with terrifying power that made mortals and even Greater Daemons marvel. The icy blue giant axe, engraved with runes by the Fenrisian Rune Priest, carried a terrifying whistling wind as it slashed down toward the Greater Daemon of Chaos's forehead!

The Greater Daemon of Tzeentch had to admit that a Holy Dreadnought armor still had some deterrent power.

Let alone it, even if the stubborn Greater Daemon of Khorne from next door came, he wouldn't dare to stick his head out and let a Holy Dreadnought slash him with an axe.

As the crystal staff shook, magical psychic sparks burst forth!

Boom!

The psychic energy of the warp, like a torrent, was temporarily blocked by the Holy Dreadnought's strike under the control of the crystal staff.

As the crystal staff rotated, gorgeous magical flames bombarded this ancient monument directly, and the violent explosion caused the Holy Dreadnought's huge body to sway a few times.

However, those magical flames, which were enough to destroy ordinary Astartes, could not destroy a Dreadnought armor!

Without waiting for the opponent to use psychic power again, Butsweig controlled the Holy Dreadnought and, with extremely agile steps that completely transcended common sense, circled to the side and rear of the Greater Daemon of Tzeentch.

Don't look at the Holy Dreadnought's huge size, which seems very clumsy; in reality, this thing can perform many movements that mortals cannot!

Seizing the momentary flaw of the Greater Daemon of Tzeentch, Butsweig used the round shield on his left arm in front and performed a charged collision.

Bang!

It was like a tank running at full power, crashing directly into it; the Greater Daemon of Tzeentch was knocked back several steps.

Winnie on the side seized the opportunity, raised the holy blade burning with golden flames, aimed at the arm of the Greater Daemon of Tzeentch that was holding Alvin, and performed a charged downward slash.

Slash!

The blade edge containing the 'Emperor's' great power easily broke through its defense.

The entire arm was cut like hot butter, and in an instant, flesh and blood dissolved. A burning, bone-deep, and soul-deep pain directly caused the Greater Daemon of Tzeentch to let out a shriek!

Pain!

So painful!

The psychic power of the Master of Mankind, who had sat on the Golden Throne for ten thousand years, was simply the natural nemesis of demons in the warp!

Under normal circumstances, demons in the warp would not die; they would only be banished by humans or briefly lose their physical bodies, waiting to be resurrected by the gods they worshipped.

But... there was one exception, and that was not to run into an 'E-Greater Daemon'.

The power of the Master of Mankind, the 'Emperor', could directly erase demons from the fundamental level!

Even the gods they worshipped could not resurrect demons killed by the 'Emperor'; this was the point that warp beings feared the most.

Coincidentally, there was an angel here with the power of the 'Emperor'!

The severed arm of the Greater Daemon of Tzeentch showed a hot, fiery red melting state. The soul-deep pain made it wake up quite a bit, but looking at 'Alvin' close at hand, it decided to try again. After all, opportunities to 'ascend' were rare; how could it not grasp it?

"Yellow Fire!"

Orange flames ignited in clusters, surrounding the Greater Daemon of Tzeentch and Alvin like a city wall.

Those were flames of psychic combustion, which could resist and block enemy attacks!

"Take advantage of this time to quickly shake off these two tricky guys!" The Greater Daemon of Tzeentch grabbed Alvin again, using psychic power to stimulate the crystal staff, trying to summon a warp teleportation channel.

However, Butsweig issued a mocking laugh from the loudspeaker.

Could this Chaos Greater Daemon's brain have been eaten by an Ogryn? Did it really think that his Space Wolf Holy Dreadnought could only play melee?

The two cannons mounted above the Holy Dreadnought locked directly onto the Greater Daemon of Tzeentch.

Boom! Boom!

Two cannon shots blasted onto its face; even the Greater Daemon of Tzeentch was left bloody and mangled.

The summoning ritual was interrupted, and the brain that had been somewhat confused by that damned woman also instantly returned to clarity. In front of it was a 'Holy Dreadnought'!

"Still want to run in front of me?!"

Butsweig had been holding a belly full of fire, being awakened for no reason, only to run into that bunch of trash from the World Eaters.

Before he could even get serious, they were all repelled. He had finally awakened once, and the resentment from the last time he was buried in the stone sarcophagus hadn't been fully vented yet!

At this moment, Butsweig forcibly broke into the psychic flames laid down by the Greater Daemon of Tzeentch.

He directly discarded the giant axe and smashed his bare fist toward the Greater Daemon of Tzeentch!

Bang!

A heavy, powerful blow; even the Greater Daemon of Tzeentch couldn't take it!

"Mind Fire!" The Greater Daemon of Tzeentch, who had been staggered, was filled with anger and shame. Red flames gathered into a spear in its hand, and just as it was about to throw it, it was directly grabbed by the Holy Dreadnought, and the powerful grip force crushed its bones!

Crack!

Originally, the spear transformed from the Mind Fire could make the target mentally deranged.

But unfortunately... Butsweig, piloting the Holy Dreadnought, had long known the Greater Daemon's methods through the memories connected by nerves and had anticipated its counterattack in advance.

After crushing the arm of the Greater Daemon of Tzeentch, Butsweig grabbed the adamantine round shield and smashed it toward the face of the Greater Daemon of Tzeentch.

Don't look at the round shield as if it had no attack power, but its hard curved edge, smashing on the face, caused the pain to rise by several orders of magnitude.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Every time he smashed down, Butsweig used full power, wishing he could embed the shield into the Greater Daemon's mouth!

While riding on the body of the Greater Daemon of Tzeentch, smashing it to death with the round shield, he couldn't help but shout through the loudspeaker: "Let you bury me in a stone sarcophagus! Nobody listens to what I say, right? You all treat what I say as farting, right? Die for me!!!"

The other Astartes subconsciously looked at the Captain.

Albert swallowed his saliva, looking at Butsweig, who was acting like a madman, and suddenly felt a slight pain in his crotch.

The Greater Daemon of Tzeentch, smashed to a bloody mess by the round shield, no longer fantasized about bringing Alvin back, only praying that this thing would kill it quickly so it could return to the fountain and wait for resurrection.

Fortunately, the Holy Dreadnought, having vented, finally let out that breath.

Then Butsweig stepped on the Greater Daemon, grabbed its two eagle heads with both hands, the electromagnetic muscle coils operated, and the entire Dreadnought emitted a shocking mechanical roar!

Under the gaze of a group of Wolf Chapter cans, Butsweig forcibly tore off the head of this Greater Daemon of Tzeentch!

Albert was terrified, baring his teeth and sucking in cold air.

It's best not to provoke a 'Holy Dreadnought', especially the kind that has just been awakened.

Too damn brutal! ===== CHAPTER 157 =====