The Bizarre Adventures of the Oil Man, but Starting with Warhammer 32K

Moreover, through these sacrifices, he had also learned the ropes—that strange mechanical priest was also susceptible to interference from the physical universe. If he wanted to defeat him, he would have to manipulate the real universe itself.

This is definitely not the place that can provide such conditions...As for Ayesh?

Having already reaped enough benefits, he didn't even look at this pathetic plaything again, and turned around to return to the subspace.

"no no!"

The previous feeling of unease became a reality, and Ayesh screamed: "You can't leave! This is not part of our plan!"

"Here's one last piece of advice for you. Those who think they're in control are most likely to become pawns of others. Your plan? It could just be a part of mine or someone else's plan."

Turbolasers shattered the cathedral's dome, and the battered Thunderhawk gunship roared onto the battlefield. Leon, Isaga, and Reyna leaped from the open hatch. Makkachen, about to say something, paused briefly, then turned to concentrate on clearing the slightly shrinking Warp vortex.

Li Ang spotted the demon trying to escape and said, "Didn't you tell me to wait? I'm at the Anglican Church. Where are you?"

The big demon's movements became faster. Leon raised his hand and shot out a plasma to stop him, but the big demon easily blocked this level of attack.

Not until his body had entered the subspace did the Lord of Change find the interest to stick out his mutilated face and stare at Leon viciously.

"Remember your victory now, cursed ones who are trying to snatch souls from me! My failure is but a thorn planted in your victory. When you are devoured by those weeping souls, I will drag you into the deepest maze!"

"?"

Do I have the ability to absorb souls?

Leon felt confused, not knowing why the Lord of Change mentioned something that seemed to have nothing to do with him, but this did not prevent him from moving forward with the solar-powered battle axe.

Seeing such a deadly weapon again, the Great Demon screamed and quickly closed the warp rift. The corrupted church was instantly restored to its original state. Only the stench of the warp still lingered in the air, reminding everyone present of what they had just faced.

Unlike the nominal Tzeentch demon that resides in the Dreadnought, this demon has his own entity and a passage for returning. If he is determined to escape, Leon really has no good way to deal with it.

Li Ang smacked his lips, feeling quite regretful for not being able to deal with this big demon.

Although it was the second time he had seen such great power, Kurland still found it incredible.

A great demon that they had to pay an unknown price to exile fled the moment he saw Leon, as if Leon's mere presence would mean his victory over those evil spirits in the warp.

"It must be the Emperor's blessing..."

Lancelot whispered beside him.

This time no one contradicted him. Kurland even felt that even with the Emperor's blessing, it might not be so easy.

The Inquisitor who arrived with them was also confused. As an Inquisitor of the Order of the Holy Hammer, Fratilena certainly had experience with exiling demons.

As they were specialized in their profession, it was much easier for them to face demons than ordinary Space Marines, but it was still beyond his comprehension that a big demon could escape without killing anyone after making a harsh statement.

Rather, from the moment she let the traitor Astarte go, everything had turned out differently than she had expected.

Something beyond comprehension made the Inquisitor give up thinking. She looked away, only to find that Ayesh was fleeing here in a panic.

"It's the butler, he wants to escape!"

She reminded immediately.

"He can't escape, Isaga?"

Leon cast a questioning look at Isaga, and Isaga nodded: "I can trace his psychic energy, it's obvious now."

"Very good, then let us enjoy his final struggle."

Chapter 149 Occam the Non-Existent.

The logic analyzer on Li Ang told him that although the butler looked panicked, his purpose was clear and he obviously had a backup plan.

But no matter how much he has to go behind, he will never be able to surpass the big demon just now. Leon doesn't mind hanging behind him to see what tricks this Tzeentch believer can come up with.

As the Lord of Change retreated, the ritual concluded. The power of the Warp gathered within the hive faded at an extremely rapid rate. The indigo mist that enveloped the forging began to fade, and the daemons, deprived of the support of the unholy power of the Warp, were forcibly repatriated.

As one of the few psychics on the field who exuded the evil power of Tzeentch, Ayesh certainly knew how conspicuous he was in the eyes of those pseudo-emperor's lackeys.

But that doesn’t matter, as long as I can get there…!

He waved his hand and summoned a Tzeentch Disc. The evil power of Tzeentch still surging in his body gave him a moment of peace of mind.

Although the Lord of Change, with whom he had collaborated, had betrayed him, the great God of Wisdom had not yet abandoned him. As long as he could escape, the spiritual energy within him would be the capital for his future survival.

Thinking of this, he felt gnashing his teeth.

What kind of person is that big devil? After getting the benefits, he doesn't put in any effort, and in the end, he even schemes against his own people?!

Fortunately, he did not completely trust Makachen. In addition to cooperating with the Great Demon Tzeentch, he left behind a backup plan that was enough for him to escape from Covenant Harbor alone.

Give myself another chance, and I will surely make a comeback and become the famous demon prince under Tzeentch!

Thinking of this, he urged his Tzeentch Disc to move faster. Under his desperate infusion, the Disc always maintained a safe distance from the Thunderhawk gunship that was pursuing it relentlessly.

They quickly passed the terrified residents of the Upper Nest, who were still in the dark about the "rebellion in the Lower Nest" and had no idea what was happening in the Lower Nest. Aiyesh had no intention of doing anything to these civilians. He twisted and turned until he finally reached the entrance of the fortress.

This is the Planetary Governor's safe house. Ever since the rebellion began, the cowardly Planetary Governor has fled here, placing himself under layers of protection and refusing to leave.

The planetary governor's personal guards were on duty here. When they saw Ayesh coming, they saluted him.

This sacrifice was based on deception. Although the planetary governor intended to surrender to Chaos, the one he believed in was Slaanesh, the youngest of gods.

With his ingenious calculations and execution, Ayesh changed the direction of the entire ceremony to the Lord of Change, but he did not bring all the planetary governors and the military forces at their disposal into the arms of the God of Wisdom.

He could have taken her place, of course, but that would have been too crude. He felt that only by incorporating an element of deception into his plan could he make his master happier. Who could have imagined it would end up like this?

He didn't care to consider whether he could have accumulated the strength to crush the Astartes if he had been more ruthless. Facing the saluting guards, he eagerly asked, "Where is Egrim?"

"The Governor is in the central chamber of the fortress, my lord."

"I have something important to report to the Governor. Before that, I will activate all the security measures of this fortress. You continue to guard here. If anyone tries to break in, you must open fire on him!"

The guards pounded their breastplates: "I promise to complete the mission, my lord!"

However, this assurance did not last long. When the Royal Guards saw the Thunderhawk gunship landing in front of them, the pride they had shown in their previous assurance turned into fear.

I'm playing Space Marine? Really?

The title of Emperor's Angel was quite useful to these guards who had not been corrupted by Chaos. They dropped their weapons with all their hearts and respectfully invited Leon and the others in.

"This way, sir. I know a small path."

"Need not."

Li Ang raised his hand to refuse. He signaled the soldier holding the musket next to him to use the hot melt to clear the way: "This is faster."

……

The earth-shaking blast from the molten explosion made Ayesh's face turn pale, and it was not until he saw Egrim that a little color returned to his face.

But before he could say anything, Egrim stood up first. This governor, who rarely stopped flirting with women, had an expression of uncontrollable fear and anger: "Ayesh, what have you done?!"

Ayesh lowered his head, but his eyes continued to scan Egrim's expression, as if he were evaluating a lamb to be slaughtered: "My lord, there's just been a slight change in the plan..."

"First, the power of the Underhive faded, and then someone broke into my safe house. You call that a little bit of a change?!"

Egrim's mouth was spitting. He walked up to Ayesh and grabbed his collar. "Do you have to wait for those Astartes to tear my head off before you admit defeat?!"

Ayesh found the other party's panic quite appealing. Seeing the planetary governor like this, he regained some confidence in his control. "That won't happen, my lord."

"What do you mean?"

"Because I have prepared a warp transport for a single person to leave."

Egrim loosened his grip, his eyes rekindled with hope for life: "You mean, you can help me escape?"

Escape was Egrim's original purpose, and now that Ayesh threw this out as bait, he really took the bait.

He urged Ayesh to start the ceremony as soon as possible, but Ayesh just took out his staff slowly. With a slight movement, he actually froze Egrim in place.

Egrim was stunned. He struggled for a while, but found that he could not break free from the shackles of psychic energy at all.

His original expectation turned into confusion at this moment. He stared at Ayesh, not understanding why the other party did this.

Ayesh was filled with pride. He looked at this incompetent governor who didn't know his fate. His previous frustration at the hands of this last god turned into pride.

"I only said there was a warp passage for a single person to leave. But I didn't say who it was for!"

Egrim seemed to finally react, his expression changed drastically: "Ayesh, you lord-devouring bastard!"

Ayesh looked greedily at the body, overflowing with the power of Slaanesh. The maiden he had carefully selected for the Governor had gradually amplified his desires through their lovemaking, and now the power contained within this body was enough for him to teleport away from Covenant Harbor after the sacrifice.

Not only does he use deception to please Tzeentch's medium, this is his final trick!

Even though the Astartes behind him were getting closer and closer, Ayesh was no longer panicking.

"Astartes? Lord of Change?"

He laughed wildly: "Those who betrayed me certainly didn't expect that I had this trick up my sleeve!"

He summoned the evil power within Egrim: "Great Tzeentch, Lord of Change, Weaver of Fate! Today, I offer this soul, addicted to desire, to you. May its flesh and soul become a part of your endless plan!"

Under his traction, a teleportation rift is slowly opening.

The rift in the Warp served as a channel for transport and a bridge of communication with the Four Great Gods. This shift in circumstances, finding a glimmer of hope, seemed to attract the true form of the Lord of Change. He now cast his gaze upon this place. Feeling something, Ayesh closed his eyes, excitedly feeling the touch of the mighty power of the High Heavens.

"That's right! That's it!"

He cried out, "Even in dire straits, my plan can still yield enough changes to please the Lord of Change himself!"

He seemed to hear the snickering of the God of Wisdom, but the great being's gaze passed over him and looked behind him.

But behind him was only Egrim.

Why did that Supreme Being look towards Egrim?

Doubt flashed through her mind, and the sudden weakening of her spiritual power behind her forced her to turn around and check the situation.

Then he saw Egrim, who had broken free from his restraints.

No, that's not Egrim at all!

Ayesh's eyes widened in horror.

He saw the body of this "Egrim" begin to swell inch by inch, his bones making teeth-grinding crackling sounds. As his body quickly grew taller, the skin that originally belonged to Egrim melted like wax, and the evil power of Slaanesh attached to this skin also dissipated into thin air along with the torn skin.

After a moment, he had completely regained the physique of an Astartes warrior. He was not wearing armor, but standing in front of Ayesh, he still looked tall and majestic, like an unshakable mountain.

The corners of Ayesh's mouth trembled as he looked at the Space Marine who had been masquerading as a planetary governor since who knows when. The sight of the Word of the Emperor embroidered all over his skin sent a tremor through his heart.

He raised his staff tremblingly and forced himself to face this "Egrim".

“When did it all start?”

The Astartes ignored his hoarse questioning, striding forward and approaching the follower of Tzeentch.

Beads of sweat appeared on Aiash's forehead, and he suddenly remembered the "advice" given to him by the Lord of Change before he left.

Your plan may just be a part of someone else's bigger plan...

The fact that the Space Marine was not wearing armor gave Ayesh a glimmer of hope. He mobilized the remaining psychic energy in his body, wanting to give the Astartes a head-on blow.

But the psychic energy he had gathered was frozen in his hand just as it was about to be released. Feeling that someone was also using psychic energy to stop him, Ayesh looked sideways and saw a Space Marine in red armor, dressed in ancient Egyptian style, easily restraining him with his own psychic energy. There was a colorful feather mark on his shoulder armor.

Ayesh's heart sank to the bottom, and he suddenly realized that the two people he had hired to assassinate might be in cahoots with the Astarte who was disguised as the governor.

The Lord of Change who asked me to find Astartes must have seen something, but he didn't tell me at all!

"Why do this?!"

This time it was his turn to struggle frantically: "What exactly is your purpose? What good will this do you?"

"We never seek personal gain."

The Thousand Son said.

"Impossible! Then why did you disguise yourself as Egrim, and why did you condone my actions?!"

Ayesh's face was twisted into a mask of pain and despair. He felt like a stray dog ​​after all his efforts. "So the Planetary Governor was already in disguise when he returned to Covenant Port? Who are you?!"

He didn't get an answer.

The Space Marine next to him took out a dagger from somewhere and swiftly stabbed it into Ayesh's forehead, turning his brain into a paste.

Ayesh's soul left his body uncontrollably. He could feel himself being pulled towards the Lord of Change, but what was waiting for him was not a crystal maze full of infinite wisdom, but a soul forge where only those who failed to please the Lord of Change would be abandoned.

There he will become food for the devil and contribute his last value.

Tzeentch's snicker turned into a wild laugh, and His mighty power swept through the unclosed portal towards the Space Marine who killed Ayesh, but was blocked by the "Word of the Emperor" written on the other's body.

The warrior threw away the dagger that was still stained with the brains of Tzeentch's believers. Malik, who appeared from the shadows, handed him his power armor. He began to put on the power armor. The cold Hydra logo on his shoulder was particularly eye-catching at this moment.

"We are the Alpha."