I summoned the Fourth Scourge in Warhammer

Chapter 88: The Finale

Ten minutes later, as the moths retreated, an earth-shaking explosion occurred.

The carefully placed thermobaric bombs on various load-bearing structures detonated simultaneously, and the magnificent governor's mansion, covering an area of ​​several square kilometers, emitted a series of dull, continuous roars in its death throes. The foundations cracked, the dome collapsed, and countless ornate sculptures and murals were reduced to dust. The entire building, like a giant stripped of its skeleton, crumbled inward with a deafening roar.

The billowing dust even reached the three Valkyries hovering high in the sky.

"If we can't destroy it from the outside, we'll destroy it from the inside." Inside the cabin, Assassin looked at the spectacular scene of destruction outside the porthole and said triumphantly, "Knowing that the enemy only has a dozen or so people, I knew they were doomed. A dozen or so people guarding a palace are like cow dung on a country dirt road in my eyes, existing only to be blown up by me."

"Can we stop talking about shit?" Ruan Wenbo said speechlessly, turning to look at the moth that had just arrived. "How many of the remaining Space Marines are still alive?"

“Some were crushed to death, and those who survived were pinned down underneath. Judging from the situation, they'll be gone in a bit…” Moth was halfway through his sentence when his white eye caught something, and his expression suddenly changed. “Have the Valkyrie ascend, quickly!”

Before the words were even finished, a dazzling sword light pierced through the thick smoke and dust that obscured the view and soared into the sky!

The sword light was faster than anyone could imagine, striking one of the Valkyries with pinpoint accuracy and cleanly cleaving it in two mid-air! The flash of fire from the explosion disappeared in the smoke and dust, terrifying the pilots of the other two Valkyries so much that they immediately slammed on the control sticks, their engines emitting a high-powered roar as they desperately climbed upwards.

"Holy crap, this is defying the heavens!" Li Yongsi, one of the Valkyrie pilots, cursed. "They're even using sword energy! Is this still Warhammer? Could it get any more outrageous?!"

At the same time, an invisible gust of wind suddenly rose from the ground, blowing away the smoke and dust that would have taken tens of minutes to dissipate in just one minute.

The entire ruins were revealed to all players.

At the very center of the collapsed palace, Alvis's long hair flowed in the wind, and his magnificent purple-gold power armor gleamed in the sunlight. He raised his power sword high, its tip pointing straight to the sky, and declared in a solemn and resounding voice, word by word:

"Son of the Emperor—The Enemy Who Slays His Father!"

"Damn," Ruan Wenbo cursed inwardly as he looked at the scene that resembled the arrival of a savior, "This makes us the villains, doesn't it?"

Despite saying that, Ruan Wenbo didn't hesitate at all. He decisively ordered, "All units! Open fire on this handsome guy who's still posing!"

On the positions already set up around the ruins, heavy logging guns, heavy bombs, and automatic cannons roared simultaneously! Countless deadly bullets and energy beams intertwined to form a net of death, rushing towards Alvis in the center of the ruins.

However, the target simply placed his hands, swords in hand, slowly in front of his chest. A visible purple psionic shield suddenly opened, and all attacks aimed at him were strangely slowed and suspended upon contact with the shield.

The next second, Alvis swung his longsword sharply!
All the attacks he caught were returned to him! In fact, because they were mixed with his domineering sword energy, their power was amplified! All the heavy firepower points that had just attacked Alvis were instantly and precisely detonated by his own attack!
"Mama mia!" Assassin was so shocked by this amazing move that he blurted out in Italian, "How come even the Reversal Demon Source (the ultimate BOSS Qitian Emperor's move in Pili Puppet Show, which absorbs the enemy's move, mixes it with his own true energy, and then reflects it back) came out?!"

"This is bad..." Cold sweat beaded on Ruan Wenbo's forehead. "Is a unit of this level really something we can handle at this stage? He could wipe out the entire nest by himself, right?"

Just as everyone was stunned by this godlike power, a roar broke the silence.

"Ow!"

Big Eagle Police didn't care about anything else. He activated his newly bought Thunder Hammer and charged out of the position, his body crackling with electricity.

"Don't go to deliver it!" Ruan Wenbo exclaimed in alarm, sensing that something terrible was about to happen.

However, facing the unstoppable charge of the Eagle Police, Alvis in the center of the ruins did not use those godlike methods he had used before, but simply raised his sword and held it horizontally in front of him.

"clang--!"

The clash between the Thunder Hammer and the Power Sword produced a deafening roar. The force of the impact sent Alvis staggering back several steps before he regained his footing!

"Hmm?" Ruan Wenbo's eyes lit up instantly. "Could it be... that this BOSS can only be fought with melee combat?"

"Everyone!" he immediately ordered in the command channel, "Don't use ranged attacks! Everyone draw your knives and go hack him to pieces!"

Ruan Wenbo's command snapped the bewildered players back to their senses. "I get it! Only loyal melee attacks can deal damage to this boss!"

"I knew it! Lately it's all been artillery barrage and combined arms operations, it's lost its edge. So this is what they were waiting for us!"

"Brothers! Charge! For humanity!"

In an instant, nearly a thousand players surged toward the center of the ruins like a tidal wave.

Alvis's sword was incredibly fast, so fast that those struck by it often didn't even feel the pain before turning into a white flash and returning to the respawn point. This clean and swift killing was an ultimate deterrent to normal mortals, but for players... without even feeling pain, there was no need to back down!
In Alvis's eyes, the scene before him was utterly awe-inspiring. No matter how swiftly he slew his enemies with his swordsmanship, his comrades fearlessly charged forward, one after another. They were extremely determined; many would even pick up the weapons dropped by their fallen comrades and continue their charge.

"Brave warrior..." Alvis's momentum surged once more, "As a member of the Third Legion, the glorious son of the Emperor, come forth! I will not flee, let us fight to the death!"

A bloody storm centered on Alvis was thus unleashed. The storm of minced flesh and severed limbs lasted for a full half of Terra Standard Time. After paying the price of thousands of "lives," the players finally... inflicted their first wound on Alvis!
A chainsaw sword, taking advantage of the lull in his attack as he was killing another player, ripped a gruesome gash into his waist.

Although the Space Marine's powerful Lariman organs quickly produced gel cells to stop the bleeding, the player who caused the wound was also stabbed through the heart by Alvis's sword.

But this also means...

"His health bar's showing! Brothers, kill him!"

The wave formed by the players became even more turbulent.

Arvis couldn't help but admire inwardly: "A terrifying warrior... such fighting spirit is comparable to the Sun Auxiliary Army during the Legion era..."

Thinking of this, Alvis suddenly paused for a moment.

Why did he think of the phrase "Legion Era"? Could it be... there were other eras?

In that moment of distraction, Alvis suffered another serious injury! A power sword nearly severed his right hand, which was holding the sword! Fortunately, he instinctively dodged, only managing to tear a deep, bone-revealing wound on his arm, but this put him at a greater disadvantage—the injury to his hand would undoubtedly affect his accuracy and power in wielding the sword.

Like the collapse of a dam, it started as a small breach, which was then widened by the surging water. Alvis's disadvantage began to expand rapidly, and he gradually became unable to withstand the players' fearless and frenzied attacks.

Finally, as his injuries gradually reached their limit, a power sword pierced his heart. With his last ounce of strength, Alvis swung his sword and killed the player in front of him, but the distorted movements caused by his injuries left him wide open.

In an instant, several chainsaw swords and powered weapons pierced his chest simultaneously.

Having lost all his strength, he knelt down on one knee.

He thought he would soon be finished off by the enemy, but the fatal blow never came.

Alvis looked up in confusion, only to be astonished to find that all the mortals had suddenly retreated several meters, staring at him with extremely wary eyes. Many even retreated several more meters in fear upon seeing him look up.

"Why...don't you kill me?" Alvis asked in a deep voice, blood gushing from his mouth.

"I'm afraid you'll use psionic self-destruct," a player in the crowd bluntly shouted, "It wouldn't be good if you blew up my equipment."

“Heh heh heh heh…” Alvis let out a low laugh. “No need to worry. As a Legion swordsman… I don’t have psionic abilities… that’s something only the think tank knows.”

All the players wore expressions that said, "I don't believe you for a second," and the situation reached a stalemate.

Until Eagle Police stepped forward again: "Get out of the way! You don't want the final blow, but I do!"

As the lightning-crackling thunder hammer expanded in his vision, a final thought flashed through Arvis's mind: "To die as a Legion warrior... is truly... honorable..."

(End of this chapter)