2nd Primarch

"Bang!——"

With a heavy sound, all the iron doors opened at once.

The demons' minds were filled with confusion and blasphemy, and they didn't seem to understand why they were suddenly freed.

But their obsession with souls quickly drove them to rush toward the human warriors standing not far away.

The experimental site spanned nearly 10,000 meters.

As the rune cages opened, blasphemous subspace energy surged wildly, and endless whispers rang out in the void. In a moment, this place became a paradise for demons.

Except for Aiferal and Shivara, almost all the Psychic Guard warriors couldn't help but narrow their eyes.

Even though each of them had a life magnetic field technology of more than 50,000 horsepower, it would be difficult for them to survive if they were placed alone in such a place.

In such an open area, there was no room for strategy, and even the terrain advantage could not be established. One could only rely on raw strength to fight to the death.

The weapons in hand were not enough to face so many demons at once.

In this situation, how should the first heir of His Highness deal with it?

The nuns of the Psychic Guard were all nervous. They gazed at the figure in the center of the venue, eagerly anticipating what kind of surprise he would create.

"I hope I won't disappoint His Highness," the nuns thought silently to themselves.

The warrior standing in the experimental field drew everyone's attention.

His eyes were cold and dead. But when he saw the demons charging toward him, his eyes gradually changed—in just a moment, they became manic and joyful, and boundless fighting spirit erupted from them.

He had once served as Krieg's political commissar, launching suicidal attacks against the enemy on the battlefield during the war against the orcs.

It was supposed to be a fight to the death, but on that day, a majestic figure like a god descended from the sky, easily decapitating the orc warlord. Thanks to this, his life was spared.

When he saw the figure always charging at the front, leading the way for the soldiers like a beacon, he willingly joined the other side's army and followed their lead.

Since then, he had followed them, charging into battlefields across many worlds.

The warrior now charged forward, his strength growing stronger.

Life Magnetic Field: 50,000 Horsepower

Psychic Training Technology: Angel Heart Fire, Psychic Force Field

Finally, after learning that he only needed to undergo twenty-two operations to join the opponent's Space Marine Legion, he was ecstatic. He defeated competitor after competitor for reconstructive surgery.

He completed the surgical transformation, became the other party's offspring, and arrived at the playground the other party had carefully prepared for him.

He played with the toys given to him with gratitude.

Demon blood gushed, splattering his brand new power armor, even staining his eyes with a hint of red.

Then, to everyone's astonishment, the warrior exploded into full speed!

In a flash, the Khorne demon charging at the front had its head obliterated by a punch!

In an instant, the chaotic cacophony of the demons quieted.

The blood of blasphemy spilled wantonly.

It was like a watermelon being smashed by an enormous force.

Bright red blood mixed with yellow brain matter and broken bones burst forth together.

Crimson flames suddenly rose in the venue, consuming all the blasphemous fluids that had spilled.

The fiery blaze made the warrior, already drenched in demon blood, appear even more brutal.

He was a warrior who destroyed all enemies of mankind!

This punch that obliterated the bloodthirsty Khorne demon reflected in the eyes of the nuns instantly earned him a new title in everyone's minds.

The warrior's fighting style exuded pure destructive power. It wasn't flashy or efficient, nor bloodthirsty or brutal, but a methodical determination to utterly destroy his opponents!

After a brief moment of confusion, the Chaos Demons pounced on the warrior again.

Their sharp claws and blasphemous forms were enough to suffocate any living thing.

But in front of the warrior, they were wiped out one by one. It wasn't that the demons were too weak.

No, this warrior was simply strong enough!

As the killing continued, the warrior's strength grew even more.

Kill!

The fire of his soul burned in the warrior's eyes.

The extreme emotions carried in his genes were pushing him to the brink, urging him to go on a killing spree.

Fortunately, his mental energy was strong enough to keep him from completely losing control.

Kill!

If the demons were clumsy sheep, then the warrior at this moment was the beast that tore into the flock.

Demon heads burst like balloons at an amusement park.

Incredibly fragile.

The demons' tough skulls and thick cuticles seemed as fragile as tofu in the hands of this warrior armed with horrific weapons.

"Yes, that's it. Destroy their bodies and break their wills!" Dukel muttered to himself behind the glass, his eyes burning with excitement. He occasionally cheered.

Buzz!——

The chainsword swung continuously, the warrior's blade coated in demon blood. Every strike seemed to carry the cheers of his very genes and cells.

Each Chaos Demon was utterly destroyed by his hands.

A faint, yet incredibly vast, energy flowed into his body with each strike—igniting the flame of dopamine. In this frenzied killing, he would not stop until his body and power were completely exhausted!

Buzz——

Every roar of the Chainsword represented the demise of another Chaos Demon.

In the experimental field, the roars of the demons became less frequent and quieter.

With limbs shattered and flesh flying, all demons met their inevitable destruction.

Until the last demon.

This last demon was a Bloodthirster of Khorne. As it charged toward the warrior, the warrior suddenly dropped the chainsword in his hand.

When the butcher's knife soaked in demon blood fell to the ground, even the confused and mindless Bloodthirster showed a glimmer of joy in its eyes.

In the vampire's instincts, human warriors who had lost their weapons were nothing more than lambs to the slaughter.

The demon flew toward him excitedly, but was instantly grabbed by a large hand and thrown to the ground.

With a loud crash, the Bloodthirster's grotesque facial features were immediately shattered.

Before it could recover, the warrior's iron boots crushed its back, and then he seized its head with both hands.

Puff!——

Blood erupted as the head, still attached to the spine, was torn off in an instant!

Yet the warrior did not stop. He lifted the demon's head with one hand and picked up the chainsaw sword with the other.

The vampire's soul and essence were immediately extracted, and its ugly head shrank like a deflating balloon.

The essence transformed into pure primordial energy and flowed into the chainsaw sword.

Buzz!

The Chainsword roared to life, much to the Machine Spirit's delight.

Crimson demon blood slowly trickled out, running along the teeth of the chainsaw sword.