Traveling through the Warhammer world, but I didn’t cry.

But it was already difficult not to be kicked away by Perturabo's heavy kick. The pharmacist held on for a breath and endured the severe pain in his body.

He pulled out the chain sword that was stuck on the ground and swung it upwards with all his strength. His whole body spread out like a crescent moon, pouring all his power into this blow.

Taste the sharpness of the giant shark’s teeth!

The apothecary roared inwardly, and he could see the pale teeth of the shark spinning on the chainsword. These sharp teeth were taken from the mouths of huge beasts in Nicol's flagship icehouse. They have exaggerated hardness and sharpness. A scalpel on his body was ground out of huge teeth.

More than a hundred years of polishing did not fail his efforts. This scalpel helped him solve many strong and tough muscles and skin as hard as iron.

I believe that the huge teeth on this chain sword will make the unidentified Terminator pay a heavy price...

The crackling sparks flew away, and the giant teeth sent out layers of fine metal shavings. There was a thin scratch on Perturabo's leg armor. It wasn't even considered an injury, it was just a scratch at best.

"You can attack me. Haha! You can be proud, kid." Perturabo chuckled, and sent the pharmacist to the wall with another experienced whip kick.

Perturabo suppressed the man-eating shark's attacks again and again with just his legs. The look behind his hands was full of mockery, and also showed how arrogant he was deep in his heart.

Soon the body of the man-eating shark could not support them to continue fighting. Even if the soldiers were determined to kill the thieves, their damaged armor and flesh with broken bones could not support them in the next charge.

The priest could only watch helplessly as his comrades were tortured and humiliated. He could only watch helplessly from the sidelines.

The long psychic rope was still tightly binding his body, and the reluctance and rage in the priest's heart grew stronger and stronger.

The eyes under his helmet became darker and darker. He saw the destruction of the third company of the Man-Eating Sharks, saw that the turmoil on the planet would intensify, and saw their cowardly state of failure to atone for their sins...

Should this happen? Can this happen? This won't happen!

The cleric's heart shows endless loyalty and respect to the Emperor, and he pays lofty love to the Imperial double-headed eagle. He must save the third company of the Man-Eating Shark Chapter in this desperate situation.

Even if he cannot save the brothers in the chapter, he must let the brothers die in his own hands, and never let their glorious bodies be tainted by aliens and traitors.

The priest's eyes became as dark as ink, and his unclear pupils were obscured by pure darkness, adding a cruel, crazy, and violent look to his face.

In front of the priest, a dark shadow appeared. The shadow generally looks like a raven, but there are no details that belong to the bird.

The places where feathers should have been were replaced by black and red eyes. These eyes were all over the Dark Crow's body, looking at the priest with an attitude of pity and contempt.

"You shouldn't come back..."

The mixed chaotic sounds can only be heard by the priest, attacking the priest's body with a trembling feeling of genetic origin.

Cold sweat formed on the body, the mind was filled with the anger of abandonment, and the power of atonement condensed in the flesh...

"There's something wrong with that person... I feel something is watching him..." The two commanders who controlled the psychic rope said in unison. It became increasingly difficult for them to control the psychic rope.

A subtle shattering sound was heard, and the sensitive spiritual tribes present heard the sound coming from the sea of ​​souls.

This is the breaking of the thread of humanity...

Perturabo threw the seriously injured pharmacist at Lin Fan's feet, and he suddenly felt an unfamiliar creepy feeling crawling up his back.

He is the original body! When did he feel this strange feeling?

Under the nervous gaze of the Eldar and the curious gaze of Perturabo, the long psychic rope broke. The priest stood up straight, without raising his head, but silently grasped his rod of atonement.

"We have to eliminate him! He is being watched by evil spirits!" Si Zhan was nervous. When the psychic rope was broken, they felt the shadow of the subspace that the priest saw in a trance.

What a majestic power of subspace, how terrifying a power of subspace.

Is it a great demon dormant in the chaotic tide?

Si Zhan didn't know what it was, but she knew that thing definitely didn't belong to the mortal world...

"This is so much fun, I hope you can let me stretch my muscles."

Perturabo became interested and wanted to see what the man-eating shark priest could do.

The priest blended silently into the shadows, and then disappeared from Perturabo's observer.

Neither the naked eye nor the detector could detect the traces of the priest. Perturabo quickly adjusted the frequency of the detector for directional scanning.

Then, on the display on the built-in screen of his helmet, a yellow sign about to be attacked appeared on the left side.

Perturabo trusted his equipment, just as he only communicated with the outside world through data on the Iron Blood.

Everything can deceive you, but data cannot...

Perturabo kicked him sideways, only to see a shadow holding a dagger being kicked by him. The shadow had no weight or texture when kicked up, and Perturabo felt like he had kicked up a ball of air.

The shadow was kicked away by the heavy boots, and Perturabo lamented that he still didn't know what effect the shadow dagger would have. Then he felt the feeling of being struck by the scepter on his waist.

It didn't hurt, and the attack wasn't strong enough to break through the composite protective layer of his armor. But the anger of being attacked by Space Marines with impure genetic seeds is real.

Perturabo had long seen that there was something wrong with the gene seeds of this group of Shark Chapters, as they were mixed with a large amount of gene seeds from other Chapters.

As for the pharmacist who had successfully scratched his leg armor just now, Perturabo could already smell three different flavors of World Eaters, Night Lords, and Raven Guards from his blood.

God knows how these guys haven't died because of genetic conflict...

Perturabo looked back at the waist that had been attacked, only to see the shadowed priest appear again. After completing an attack, it sank into the shadows and disappeared.

Perturabo squinted his eyes. He still saw no trace of the priest on the detector just now. Only his naked eyes through the eyepiece could see a blurry shadow.

The priest was an almost transparent guy in Perturabo's sight. Only a small part of the body is exposed, and the exposed outline looks more like the shadow remaining after the object has been brightened by high light.

This elusiveness reminded Perturabo of a brother, a brother he was not good at dealing with.