Chapter 344: I Mean, You All Will
The stare-down lasted only an instant.
This was an arena for gods; their mere struggle shifted the landscape. An Astartes, unattainable in the eyes of mortals, seemed so insignificant at this moment.
In this area deeply affected by the warp, where lava and fire spread along the surface veins, just a moment's pause was enough for three Bloodthirsters to roar out of the rifts, flanking from the sky and both sides.
However, the swords and axes only hit afterimages.
One Greater Daemon roared in anger, throwing a short spear wrapped in chains. Two fierce throws yielded nothing.
It yanked the weapon back, but in the same instant, a blinding white light flashed like lightning.
Its daemonic body disintegrated instantly, leaving only the hideous arm gripping the chain suspended in mid-air.
Retreat!
Another Greater Daemon's pupils shrank, watching helplessly as the burning figure raised his right foot the moment he slew his opponent.
BOOM!
The ground collapsed beneath his feet. A ring-shaped shockwave, carrying debris and flames, swept out like a tidal wave.
Karna landed with unstoppable force, combined with the flames constantly wreathing his body, instantly whipping up a storm.
Feet lost their footing, the storm scattering everyone. As it swept over bodies, it burned the flesh-formed daemonic wings down to bare bone. The battle-hardened Bloodthirster drove its weapon into the ground but still couldn't stand firm.
In the next moment, the figure struck through the air like a meteor.
The Bloodthirster looked up and saw the face that countless beings longed for.
There was no longer a trace of playfulness on his face. The burning gaze pierced through the churning smoke, stabbing straight into the soul.
This was a perfect combination of skill and power. Flight gave him the advantage of attacking from multiple angles. Dazzling trajectories wove in the air, sparks flying from clashing weapons, forcing the Greater Daemon, who was occupying its companion's strength, to retreat constantly.
But after only a few steps, the Bloodthirster, fully focused on defense, suddenly felt a chill below its waist.
Looking down, it saw its lower body was already some distance away.
H-how could this be...
The relentless offensive, difficult to parry with strength alone, had long numbed its senses. While the Bloodthirster was still confused about when it was hit, a blazing fire flashed suddenly.
A black trail was burned into the viscous bloody air. The Greater Daemon's consciousness, along with its existence, disintegrated and annihilated in an instant.
Hoo—
Khârn witnessed the entire process.
He saw the pure white halo blooming not far away.
When Karna's flames were swept over by the wind pressure, and the scorching heat wave stung his cheeks, it was truly a miracle.
Khârn moved forward.
At that time, he genuinely believed release had abandoned them.
But at this moment, the Burning Angel spread his wings, shining like a star.
Khârn watched the moment the Burning Angel easily beheaded the Bloodthirster. Although it happened just an instant ago, it felt like countless ages had passed, making one want to savor it.
At that moment, the Archangel utterly destroyed the minion of the Blood God before his eyes, leaving no trace.
Khârn believed he wouldn't see a greater deed even if he lived another ten thousand years.
The simpler, the greater.
This wasn't a show of force, like single-handedly fighting a majestic God-Engine Titan or breaking through the atmosphere alone.
Faced with steel and iron, blood and fire, the heavy pressure this universe imposed on all beings, most things could not stand tall. Titans were the same, battleships ten thousand times larger were the same.
The Four Gods sat high above, mocking all living things; even death was not the end.
Hope seemed long gone, resistance thoroughly crushed.
However, just when both the fallen and the rebels concluded hope was gone, he descended. Just when everyone thought release no longer existed, he soared like an eagle.
Noble and fearless of destruction, standing on the battlefield, he could crush anything that dared to question his existence and power in the most absolute way!
He demonstrated his spirit and power in the purest way.
He trampled the Greater Daemon underfoot. Even as an extension of the violent Blood God, facing imminent utter annihilation, the Bloodthirster revealed echoes of fear at this moment.
And those killed by the Blood Angels, the Black Templars, the Executioners, by countless mortals—creatures not under the Blood God's gaze—were also utterly annihilated under the burning wings the moment they entered the warp.
I can do it! I can lead you to do it!
A figure stood there, his mere existence uniting people to resist the darkness.
Their hearts would soar with him, exhausted spirits revived, bodies blooming with strength once more.
"I am Khârn."
Breaking through the Blood Angels' line, the scarred World Eater finally reached the Burning Angel.
"'Oath-Breaker', 'Butcher', 'Warrior'."
The howling wind tore at his skin. The body inside the armor was near shock, let alone launching an attack, but the World Eater took another step, accelerating his already sluggish movements again.
His body gradually melted in the flames, but his gaze remained locked on the blazing angel.
"I—"
Bang!
The suddenly falling spear shaft pierced the skull of the last Bloodthirster. Internal stress instantly shattered the head. Karna shook his arm, throwing the headless corpse to the ground like a rag. He raised his eyes, meeting Khârn's gaze.
This was the second time their eyes met.
He watched the mad dog burn in the flames, watched his body melt inside the armor, destined to fall on the path of the charge.
Yes, I remember.
Karna would remember this person.
Your name will be recorded in history. Humanity will remember the pain brought by this Chaos warlord, remember the fall of the World Eaters Legion, know how a Legion born to protect humanity rotted and changed under layers of malicious erosion.
The world will remember how countless compatriots became monsters in the distortion of Chaos.
People will remember you, and will never forgive you.
This hatred will be remembered for generations.
And then turn this hatred into strength.
"Then you will die."
Clang~
The raised battle axe slipped from the charred hand, rolling to the Burning Angel's feet under inertia.
The figure swallowed by flames crashed to the ground, gradually merging with the burning earth.
Khorne's roar still echoed in the sky.
Karna withdrew his gaze, looking at the rift before him, facing the endless daemon tide once again.
When his gaze sweeping the battlefield met every pair of crimson eyes, even the noblest Greater Daemon couldn't help but flinch under this stare.
"I mean, you all will."
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