Draconion no longer advances or hunts alone. After experiencing the lessons of the Blackstone Trauma, it has become much more cautious.
Although it lacks perfect thinking ability, it still learns from failures. The experience of being exiled by the Black Stone makes it understand that it is not invincible and that humans have the ability to harm it.
As a result, Draconion changed from a reckless warrior to a shrewd assassin. It lurked in the demonic tide, waiting for opportunities to hunt down humans one after another.
Through contact with other demons, its abilities have evolved and it can hide anywhere and change shapes at will. The ferocious monster form can no longer satisfy it.
It disintegrated its body, merged with the pus that was sprayed when another demon was killed, penetrated the Titan armor attached to the pus, and entered the body of a warlord-level Titan.
The pus penetrated the Titan’s visor and infected the cognitive wetware soaked in the nutrient solution. Within a moment, the Titan aimed its plasma cannon at its companions.
A Titan beside him was caught off guard and was shot through the cab. The continuous explosions seemed to ask why his comrades were stabbed in the back.
When the Titans further away saw this scene, they activated their power on the corrupted Titan, breaking it into pieces in a matter of breaths.
But this did not affect Draconion. It retreated from the Titan’s wreckage and searched for its next target.
It was pleased with the results of the battle just now, and it could feel the confusion and anger of the enemy pilot when he was stabbed in the back. All these pleased it, and it planned to keep up its efforts.
It jumped into a Thunderhawk gunship overhead. With a little force, the outer shell of the gunship twisted, heated, and expanded.
The demon’s body stretched like a thread, integrating with the inorganic structure of the aircraft. At the same time, it rewritten the machine’s soul, causing the Thunderhawk gunship to explode.
The gunship did not shatter, nor did it fall to the ground. It was loosely linked by the demon, spinning and burning, each piece carrying a part of the demon, like a flock of flaming birds of prey.
The other Raikage gunships turned sharply, trying to avoid the burning fragments, but before they could pull the joystick, they were cut to pieces by the demonic fragments.
For a time, Draconion was killing so many that almost nothing, whether Titan or Astartes, could stand in its way.
Each successful hunt repairs the demon’s injuries and makes it stronger.
However, he still has things that he fears, such as wooden puppets. No matter how much he kills them, he can’t get any benefits. It’s like chopping down a stone, which is extremely boring.
Another example is that several primarchs allow demons to instinctively detect danger and stay away from them.
Another example is Sister Silence. These soulless black holes are like black stones. As long as there are enough, they can be exiled again.
But Draconion was confident that the wooden man was weak and could be ignored. As long as he kept killing it, he would one day be strong enough to destroy the original body and the Sisters of Silence.
At this moment, a large number of puppets surrounded the demon, countless lasers focused on it, and the tanks in the distance slowly raised their barrels.
The demon sneered, and it didn’t bother to tangle with the puppet. It disappeared instantly, letting the fire attack fail.
On the other side of the battlefield, Draconion appeared, ready to start a new round of hunting, but he noticed a powerful aura coming.
Among them are not only the soulless ones it hates most, but also the aura of an old enemy, a target that it has been hunting since its birth.
Spiders can weave webs without being taught, flies can fly without being taught, and every life is born with an innate command.
And Draconion’s order is: End the Empire!
And that order told him that as long as he killed the master of his old enemy’s aura, he could end the empire and complete the order.
Driven by instinct, the devil no longer acted as an assassin. Instead, he showed his figure openly, roared to the sky, and killed his destined enemy.
The emperor frowned and clenched his gestures. The Imperial Guards and Sisters of Silence beside him stopped and looked at the monarch in confusion.
The Emperor said: “It’s coming, disperse quickly!”
Then a thick lava ray swept across the battlefield, and several Sisters of Silence were caught off guard and swallowed by the thick ray.
Immediately afterwards, a Warlord-class Titan broke through the ruins and majestically attacked the Emperor.
The Forbidden Army’s Ten Thousand Soldiers are waiting in full formation, and the Sisters of Silence are surrounded from all sides, preparing to use the soulless realm to imprison the devil and create conditions for the Forbidden Army to kill.
Demons hate Sisters of Silence extremely. Just like puppets, their flesh and blood taste like nothing. Killing them will not provide any nourishment, but will cause damage.
As long as they are close to them, the devil will feel a bone-chilling chill, his essence will be peeled away layer by layer, his soul will be pulled away, and he will be completely in the smaller black stone realm.
To demons, Sister Silence is a piece of poisonous shit, disgusting and harmful, and a top priority target.
It was about to move the Titan barrel, but was enveloped by the spiritual energy emitted by the Emperor. The next moment, the Titan was dismembered and turned into debris.
Sister Silence took the opportunity to bully her, and the soulless realm enveloped the demon, making it feel the pain of being exiled by the Black Stone again.
It roared, and the fragments of the wreckage turned into a storm, trying to tear apart the Sister of Silence. Although the Sister had strong magic resistance, her body was no more than that of a mortal.
But the next moment, the fragments were immobilized by the Emperor’s spiritual energy, unable to move at all. The Imperial Guards took the opportunity to press on, wielding the Guard’s Spear and the City Lord’s Ax, and attacked the Corrupted Titan.
This is how the Emperor’s Claw fights, with the Sisters of Silence trapping the enemy and the Custodes doing the damage, ultimately banishing the demon.
With the Emperor plundering the formation on the side, Draconion is basically unable to escape the fate of being exiled again. Without this human special attack, the Imperial army can smoothly advance to the gap and start repair work.
However, if nothing else, the accident will happen at this moment.
At this time, beside the emperor, Said reported through the puppet exchange: “Brother Emperor, those rebels have moved and are coming straight towards you!”
The emperor nodded and said: “I understand, can the puppet stop it?”
The puppet shook his head: “We can’t stop it. There are only two thousand Titan soldiers in the area, but we have to face 20,000 Astartes. We can hold on for ten minutes at most.”
The emperor said calmly: “Hold on, reinforcements are coming soon!”
After saying that, with a wave of his hand, a large number of the Cursed Legion attacked in the distance. However, halfway, the Cursed Legion was blocked by numerous demons and their advance was slow.
At this time, the rebels broke through the puppet’s line and quickly rushed towards Draconion. At this time, the curse was still entangled by the demonic tide.
Said was furious: “This must be the work of the Four Gods of Chaos. They don’t want you to destroy Draconian, Brother Huang!”
The Emperor closed his eyes and meditated for a few seconds. With a wave of his hand, two thousand Custodes broke away from contact with the Corrupted Titan and formed an array in the direction of the rebels.
Compared to the Space Marines, the Custodes are stronger, with one being worth a thousand!
However, the first thing they saw was not the rebels, but the tsunami-like demonic tide. The rebels were behind them, driving hundreds of millions of cannon fodder.
Said dispatched a large number of aircraft to bombard the area and called for reinforcements from nearby troops, but the rebels and the demonic tide were still unable to follow.
The emperor sighed, waved his hand, and ordered: “Retreat!”
He knows that the best time to kill has passed. Learning this lesson, the demon will become stronger and more cautious until it grows to a level that rivals him.
The Emperor’s Grasp disengaged and retreated in an orderly manner, but at this moment, Draconion rose up in vain, devouring a Custodian, and instantly read the Custodian’s memory.
The Lord of Mankind has only one day, and after one day, he must be trapped in the Golden Throne, unable to enter the Webway.
At that time, it will be Draconion’s hunting time!
Now it needs to survive!
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In addition, the king has recovered from the sun, so uncomfortable, but at this time~
Is this the test of the God Emperor…
