The Protoss in Warhammer

Chapter 204 191. Get back to your quagmire!

The demon saw his retreat route was cut off, and he suddenly felt a little headache, but when he thought of the vanity of being able to kill the other party, he immediately forgot that little worry.

Although the final outcome is likely to be killed by the other party, or slowly disappear in the physical universe, as long as he can successfully eliminate 600 precious prey, the Dark Prince will still favor him, and he can be reborn.

Especially the executive in front of him, his soul is undoubtedly the most valuable!

Artanis should be grateful because the one in front of him is not a Tzeentch demon, otherwise, those monsters who master the subspace trend and can predict the future will definitely strangle it in the cradle at all costs!

Fortunately, the guy in front of him is just a vain clown, and at the same time, he also hopes to successfully show the most beautiful movements through gorgeous movements and beheadings to kill the person in front of him.

Artanis looked at the dancing monster in front of him with endless anger and annoyance. He understood that the other party did not regard his group of people as real opponents, so he dared to be so presumptuous and even attacked in a teasing way.

After Beerus chopped down another Templar with a flower sword, he looked at Artanis who was still resisting him with his other two hands and said with a smile

"Okay, I'm almost done playing, it's time to turn your head into my best decoration!"

After that, he used his left two hands to quickly force back the soldiers who wanted to rescue their executive officers, and the other two hands also accelerated his attack. When the other party started to get serious, Artanis realized that he was so weak.

Although he had been trained under the guidance of his teacher for hundreds of years, more often than not, he sat in the command room like a staff officer to assist his teacher in remote combat, and was very uncomfortable with the situation of being on the battlefield in person.

At least in front of a terrible enemy like the Great Demon, he was still too young.

Just as Artanis was struggling to block the opponent's attack, Beerus began to attack with his other two hands. The beautiful sharp blade made of glass and metal frantically hit Artanis's already very fragile shield. Every attack of the opponent was constantly looking for gaps and weak points in the shield, hoping to penetrate it completely.

Facing the rain-like attacks, Artanis was okay at first, and barely fought back while blocking, but as the opponent's speed became faster and faster, he could only cross his hands to block the enemy's attacks and keep stepping back.

The opponent's attacks became more and more terrible, hitting his shield again and again. Artanis didn't know how long he could hold on, but he knew that if this continued, his last life could only be calculated in minutes or even seconds.

Finally, in less than seven seconds, with the slashing of two glass blades, the shield shattered. Seeing Artanis with a horrified look in the eyes of the demon, the smile on his face had become as distorted as a monster in mythology.

At such a close distance, Artanis could clearly feel the pleasure and satisfaction that guy was about to feel from killing. He could even imagine through his own prophecy that his head would soon be separated from his body and become a demon's magic weapon.

This was definitely the most aggrieved way to die! He failed his teacher and his comrades' expectations...

Just as Artanis was preparing to face his own death, a sound like thunder rang beside his eardrums:

"For the light of the elders!!!!"

With a dull sound, the disgusting mask in front of Artanis had completely disappeared. He quickly stood up again and found something that saved his life when he looked up.

A severely damaged dragon knight tried his best to knock the damn demon to the ground. This dragon knight was the one that had completely lost its plasma turret, and its only two surviving arc machine guns had all run out. But in this situation, the elder inside still decided to use his life to protect his younger generation.

Although the dragon knight is a tank, in the entire battle team of the Karai Protoss, it is more like a fearless unit among the Space Marines.

Each dragon knight is a veteran who has made great achievements on the battlefield. They suffered inevitable injuries on the battlefield. Such terrible injuries can't even enter the plunderer, and can only be buried among the dragon knights. But compared to the tasteless, the dragon knight does not need sleep. The long life and psychic energy can help them stay awake and fight all the time. They will not fall asleep like the sleepers in the fearless, causing mental disorders or simply never waking up.

Artanis is very clear about the consequences of the elder's actions. The laughing man angrily chopped the dragon knight's armor with his weapon. The nutrient solution inside the elder's armor has begun to leak under the constant pressure. The dragon knight, who lacks melee weapons, has doomed his own end at this moment.

But the eldest son of the ancient saint will never end like this. They will fight to the last moment!

Artanis' eyes were fixed on the information about the elder on the dragon rider. In front of him was a veteran who was more than 1,000 years old. He was seriously injured in the Battle of Damocles Gulf more than 100 years ago and was implanted into the dragon rider.

And now, it is time for his soul to return to reincarnation.

Just when Beerus wanted to cut the damn dragon knight into pieces, the insignificant machine gear reminded him that something was wrong. The clown of the Dark Prince slowly slowed down his movements. He first looked at the dragon knight in front of him with a strange look, and then this look slowly turned into shock, anger, and finally into fear.

The monster wanted to leave here quickly, but it was too late. After the dragon knight quickly formatted all his defense systems, he heated up his psychic engine. This way of death is extremely painful for him, because before the self-destruction, he will die first, either being scalded to death by the boiling nutrient solution or being ignited by the burning metal.

But as long as he can kill this monster, everything is worth it. In pain, the dragon knight has heard the call of the ancient saint...

The devil wanted to escape frantically, but he was too close. With the sound of the azure explosion, hundreds of meters in radius were shrouded in it. Although Artanis was far away, he was still affected by the shock wave and stayed in the air for half a second before falling to the ground.

Everyone present saw this scene. Whether they were humans, demons, or moon creatures, they all stopped fighting, looked at the explosion, and observed the final result.

After the smoke dissipated, Artanis' heart suddenly fell into an ice cave. Beerus stood up unsteadily. Half of his body had been burned, even revealing white bones. His arms had been broken in three places, and he was still walking unsteadily.

Although he was already extremely embarrassed, this demon was still alive. The monster staggered forward and kept walking towards Artanis. While walking, looking at Artanis in front of the road, Beerus shouted vaguely

"I must harvest your soul, I must!!"

Just when Artanis ignited his light blade and was ready to fight to the death, a green light blade suddenly pierced through Beerus' body.

The Slaanesh demon turned his head in shock and looked at the person who attacked him. The light in his eyes was slowly disappearing. His soul was constantly being decomposed, and now he was gradually dying.

Zeratul kicked the empty frame in front of him fiercely and pulled out his weapon. Behind him, reinforcements had arrived.

The dying demon looked at Zeratul viciously with his last eyes, and said silently

"I will curse you, curse you..."

But before he could finish, Zeratul had left, and when he passed by him, he said sarcastically

"You are dead, your curse has expired, goodbye, demon!"

The Laugher became the 76th demon to die under Zeratul.