Warhammer 40 Spring: Loyalty of the Multiverse

Chapter 19 The New Demon, Papatil

This mortal once had a happy and fulfilling family. But during his recent rest, he fell into a deep sleep and had a terrible nightmare.

That was his wife and children, who had already evacuated to the agricultural area, who were suddenly pounced on by the rotting zombies and bitten to pieces, their bodies reduced to rotten flesh.

They followed the zombies step by step toward where he was.

And he was fortunate enough to survive after the war ended.

He watched from the sidelines as the man, who had been beaming with happiness, went to welcome back his wife and children.

But what awaited him was the familiar, gaping maw of his wife and child.

He was desperate, furious, and terrified. He held a weapon in his hand, but dared not fire at his wife and children.

Until he watched as the gaping maw bit into him, just as the zombies tore at his children and wife.

They tore various pieces of flesh and internal organs from his body. In the end, he too became one of those walking corpses.

Then the empty cargo hold that fell from the sky crashed to the ground. The Imperial Angel who emerged from it did not hesitate to raise his bomb gun and calmly send the whole family away with three shots.

He watched as his wife and child's bodies exploded. By the time he came to his senses, the third-party perspective had shifted to a first-person perspective, and he had returned to his own body in the dream.

The incoming bombs seemed to be slowed down as if by a deceleration spell. However, they appeared to grow larger in his eyes. He wanted to move, to dodge, but he couldn't do it no matter what he did.

Finally, he watched as the bomb accurately struck his body and then exploded.

Then he was awakened by the nightmare.

He was afraid, and also furious. Why didn't these imperial angels come when they were suffering? Why did they only come after his family had already suffered, and then, like the noble lords of Upper Nest who casually dismiss beggars, simply send them away?

He hates.

He looked at his hands, the eight fingers he had left from the battle. He wanted to tear it all apart. He wanted revenge.

Looking at the Astartes with their backs to him, he gritted his teeth, raised his M35m-galactic short laser gun, aimed it at the head of one of the Astartes, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

A laser beam struck the back of the Astartes helmet.

The sudden, ineffective attack startled the Astartes. He then turned sharply and saw a soldier holding a laser gun with smoke billowing from the muzzle.

It was the soldier who had just had a nightmare.

"Oh no!" Realizing something abruptly, he cursed under his breath and fired a high-explosive shell.

But the explosive shell was stopped in front of the soldier by an invisible wall.

Seeing that the bomb was useless, he drew his combat dagger from his waist and charged forward, stabbing the mortal through the heart.

This scene shocked all the ordinary people present.

The combat dagger was slowly pulled out, and the mortal soldier knelt on the ground with lifeless eyes, blood flowing down his chest and forming a pool of blood.

Astartes flicked the blood off his dagger, then turned and continued to stand guard at his post.

The other mortal soldiers didn't say much when they saw this, because most of them had witnessed the soldier's attack on the Imperial Angel.

Clearly, it has been corrupted by chaos.

One of the soldiers walked over with his weapon, ready to finish off the enemy.

But the next second.

The chest of the mortal soldier lying on the ground suddenly split open, and a tiny warp vortex appeared within the ruptured chest cavity. In an instant, a huge, crimson, muscular claw-like arm reached out, grabbed the mortal who was about to finish him off, and crushed him to pieces.

A commotion arose from behind. Gers turned his head and saw a red demon with two horns and sharp teeth emerging from the chest of the fallen soldier, its upper body reaching two meters in height.

Without hesitation, the bomb gun turned its muzzle and started firing.

The other combat comrades turned around immediately upon hearing the sound, their pupils contracting the instant they saw the demon, before joining the battle.

Another great demon has appeared. And judging from its strength and size, it is even more powerful than the demon on the previous spaceship.

"Roar."

With a roar, all the mortals around him instantly covered their ears and knelt on the ground, their eyes bloodshot.

The next second, these mortals collapsed to the ground, unable to rise. Blood, like living snakes, began to flow towards the place where the demon was.

Countless explosive attacks struck the demon, but they only embedded themselves in the surface of its skin, without even causing an explosion.

The blood slowly formed the shape of the Arabic numeral "8" around the corpse in just a few seconds.

At the point where the number eight arc met, the two streams of blood slowly touched. The instantaneous surge of psionic energy shattered the entire defensive position.

Even most of the gene stealers that charged forward were blown away. The advancing line came to an abrupt halt.

At the center, a massive warp portal suddenly appeared.

The demon, whose upper body alone was two meters tall, closed its eyes with an air of arrogance and satisfaction, stretched out its fleshy wings, which were more than ten meters long, and slowly floated into the air.

His towering six-meter height instilled a terrifying sense of oppression in everyone present.

The next second, roars echoed from within the subspace portal.

Then a demon with curved horns and a beast's head slowly walked out.

Its beast-like face usually doesn't reveal any emotional expression, but everyone present could feel its excitement at that moment.

Its muscular body, its face covered with sharp bone spurs and deep hollows, and its eyes blazing with blood-red flames all revealed its identity.

A bloodletting demon.

The Bloodletting Demon slung the Hellblade over his shoulder, looking at the crowd with a hint of provocation and arrogance.

Immediately afterwards, a canine creature with tough scales, skin, and razor-sharp claws and teeth leaped out from the warp portal.

Flesh and blood hounds.

Unexpectedly, Khorne also joined the fray, and Quan Tiehua was the first to fire. He held the trigger tightly, emptying the magazine of explosive rounds in just a few seconds, then threw down the bomb gun, drew the plasma pistol from his waist, and began firing continuously at the Bloodletter.

At the same time, he took out the chainsaw sword from his waist, pressed the switch, and rushed forward quickly.

Seeing this, the Bloodletter roared excitedly, then used its Hellblade to block the plasma pistol's attack and charged forward.

The two sides instantly brandished their weapons and clashed directly, sparks flying everywhere.

The flesh-and-blood hound leaped into the air from behind Quan Tiehua and lunged at his head.

But then the sound of an explosion rang out, and the flesh hound was hit directly by the explosion and sent flying to the side.

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(End of this chapter)