Warhammer: I don't want to become a stinky can!

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The curtain is very unstable now. This rift was supposed to be further back, but someone accelerated it... I don't know who Koz is, a madman, a Chaos lackey, an ignorant human, but that doesn't matter.

This was originally meant to take them away from the rift, but as long as they fight and die before that happens, when the rift opens, the truly chaotic and disordered psionic energy will completely tear them apart, making them cease to exist forever.

Coz exhaled a foul-smelling, hot breath as he stared at the frozen phoenix, his claws slowly moving downwards… Just one strike… The greatest assassin only needs one chance.

He was completely focused; he was about to kill a Primarch, and he had to be fully committed.

Fugen stood frozen, overwhelmed with grief, his face streaked with tears that had ruined his eye makeup.

Koz began to hum softly, as if comforting Fugan, that it would be soon, his claws—

boom! ! ! !

【Ah ...

The Lord of Night let out a sharp scream, and he immediately disappeared into the darkness, whimpering and roaring angrily in the shadows.

Fugen trembled and turned his head sharply. He saw the knight slowly stepping out from the darkness.

Leon Johnson lowered his gun.

I've arrived just in time.

The monster in the darkness howled.

It was you! You accelerated the warp tide!

The lion remained expressionless. He glanced disdainfully at the weeping phoenix, then raised his lion sword.

Or do I have to see the corpse of a Primarch, you traitor?

At the Lion's behest, the First Legion forcibly tore open the warp and arrived at the Midnight Lord's location ahead of schedule.

The Lion King was right; he arrived just in time.

Beneath the winged helmet, the lion glanced at the phoenix, his brow furrowing in displeasure.

【cowardly.】

The lion said coldly, then he abandoned the disheveled phoenix and resolutely stepped into the darkness to hunt the Lord of Night.

That's it! Great!

Chapter 457 The Legion Commander Fights the Legion Champion

【traitor!】

The lion's roar spread through the darkness, and in the dim light, the sound plunged into the darkness and disappeared into the distance.

This reminded Leon of his home planet, the forests of Caliban, where the lion had spent an absolutely long time.

Caliban, near Cygnus-X1, holds secrets on its planet. In its forests dwell colossal beasts corrupted by chaos, and the truth about the warp remains.

Leon Johnson was there, facing all this alone, until his foster father, Luther, discovered the "wild man" in the forest.

Later, this complete beast was "tamed" by Caliban's chivalric culture and became a knight.

But in truth, deep down, Leon Johnson is still a beast.

Only loyal beasts can survive.

Not just a madman who's gone insane.

The Knight King stopped in a clearing. He paced slowly in place, holding the lion sword in his hand, the angel wings on his helmet resembling upright ears.

The darkness here is never quiet; it whispers and rustles, like countless rodents crawling in the darkness.

A steady, authoritative baritone voice rang out.

"Give up resistance, and I can give you a swift death, Kurtz."

The monster climbing the pipes in the darkness chuckled.

Poor little kitten, didn't anyone tell you that your arrogance always brings disaster?

Leon listened carefully to Coz's movements. The First Legion had also begun to move. From the tremors of the Nightfall's floor, the Lion judged that the battle on the other side was also fierce.

If you're hoping to provoke me, you're mistaken; I'm not Fugen.

Coz burst into maniacal laughter, and just as the laughter reached the lion's ears, sharp claws shot straight at the lion king's head from behind!

Coz lunged forward—

Without any hesitation, Leon lowered himself. He heard the sound of his breathing tube being torn and saw the dark shadow passing overhead. He thrust his lion sword straight upward!

Realizing that the Knight King had not turned to retaliate but instead had instead crouched down in a despicable manner to avoid the attack, Koz let out an angry roar, but the next moment, his roar was interrupted by the splatter of blood.

The crimson blood traced a beautiful arc in the air, splattering onto the visor of the hunter's helmet. The bright red, foul-smelling blood droplets emitted heat.

With a lion's stance, the silver blade flashed coldly as he deftly wiped away the bloodstains with one hand.

You have betrayed the blood that flows within you, Konrad Coz.

Koz gritted his teeth, clutching his abdomen; the blood that had flowed out had already dried.

Because he was imprisoned by Sevita, he was not wearing armor, while at the same time, he was facing fully armed lions.

【betray?】

His dark eyes were fixed on the tyrant, that true beast.

【Knight Leader, don't you understand the situation? Can't you see who's truly loyal?】

Johnson stared silently at Koz.

Koz began to move, like a shadow flickering in the darkness, tempting ignorant humans to fall into the same filthy mire as himself.

He spat out venom, the poison he had been forced to swallow countless times. This viscous liquid had long since mixed and fermented within the body called [Conrad Coz], brewing a poison called Despair.

He abandoned us. Look at us now, can you contact him? Can you contact Zhan Shuai? — We're all just discarded pieces of trash.

Pure death would be the merciful reward; do you know the price of dying now?

And you—you, Leon Johnson, my brother, do you still care about your empty title? Do you still want yourself and your legion to be sung about? You consider yourself his executioner, the one who corrects the wrongs—

found it.

Leon charged straight toward Conrad Coz, followed by a series of gunshots. The knight swung his sword at his target, turned to dodge the lunge, and then elbowed him. The dull thud told him that he had struck Coz again.

Coz let out a painful scream, and blood spilled from his mouth.

I don't care.

The black-armored knight king stood in the darkness, the dried bloodstains on his goggles gleaming red.

Conrad Coates, I care about nothing but the blood of traitors.

This is my loyalty.

Koz let out a piercing scream, his insides screaming in agony. He immediately started running towards the exit. This shouldn't be happening! This shouldn't be happening!

The sound of the lion's running footsteps relentlessly pursued him.

Another cold light shone in the darkness.

[Kortz, my brother, I think we need to have a serious talk.]

The tip of the flaming sword hovered above the deck. Fugen stared at Koz with an inscrutable gaze, a stray strand of hair falling from his forehead, echoing the drooping eye makeup marks.

【Catch him!】

Leon shouted directly, but Fugen didn't look at the lion; he was focused on Coz, who was charging toward him toward the exit.

He's hurting you!

Coz shouted,

He's harming you—Fugen! You can't associate with conceited people! They can't see the real monster; they arrogantly believe the world is still the same!

Darkness has already descended, this is no longer the human world—arrogant people still believe the world can return to what it was before, but hope is dead!

It's dead! Present arrogance will be an arrow shot at your future self, and time will unleash its full power.

You will become twisted, corrupted, and turn into a true monster. Your past glory will be gone, and you will no longer be yourself. The longer they stay, the longer they live... the more they will corrupt and turn into monsters!

No one can stop them, no one can deal with them, that's inevitable. The worst has already happened: they've been abandoned, without reinforcements, isolated and helpless.

Cannibalism, skinning, evil disguised as virtue, souls enslaved, using life and war as games to please their masters—countless atrocities are taking place, countless horrifying sins are reveling. People have willingly fallen; they have sold themselves to the devil for a moment's survival.

If you can truly die now, then go to sleep quickly!

Don't wake up!

This is not home!

This place—this place is hell!

Koz let out a painful howl, and Phoenix stared intently at him as he looked to escape through the ventilation duct above and to his side.

The next moment, Koz suddenly changed direction and crashed directly into Phoenix.

The immense inertia threw the two of them even further away before they crashed heavily to the ground.

The two giants instantly became entangled. Phoenix clearly heard the hissing sound of her flaming sword piercing Koz's chest. Koz abandoned some of his defense, but in return, he had his hands tightly gripping Phoenix's neck.

Fugen believes that not wearing a helmet was a major decision-making mistake.

In contrast, the cautious lion wore a helmet.

The gaunt Lord of the Night possessed immense power in that instant. He pinned Fugen to the ground, and Fugen, with his face tilted back, saw Kozna's face contorted in pain, weeping bitterly. He saw the only lamp in the corridor casting a cold gaze upon them.

I'm so sorry.

Kurz muttered to himself,

I'm trying to save you... brother... you shouldn't have to face that... let me try... let me try...

A phoenix that is abandoned will fall.

Bloody tears dripped from the corner of Coz's eye onto the black tear stains that Fugen had smeared with tears, which were covered with some glitter.

Koz didn't want him to fall into depravity.

But that's what fate has in store.

...Fate...Fate...

Let him try again.

Let him try... to change his fate.

Koz's completely black eyes trembled as he felt the sound of the flaming sword shattering his bones and the fragments of his internal organs churning in his throat.

He was rebelling, after countless times of falling into depravity, for his brothers, for the brothers who had once shown him kindness, for... himself.

This was almost a scorched-earth attack. Coz stared at Fugen, and in a daze, he saw Mortarian's hideous face.

The Lord of Death looked at him with a mocking smile, the wrinkles around his eyes squeezing together in a sarcastic manner.

【……destiny?】

He said slowly,

I ask you, Conrad Coates,

Is Seveta still alive?

【Fight!!!】

Conrad Coz let out a scream loud enough to shatter eardrums, and he staggered forward, the merciless glint of the sword barely grazing his neck.

The lion frowned and swung his sword at the empty air.

Instead of helping the fallen Phoenix up, he stepped over it and chased after the staggering Coz.

But then, a deafening explosion rang out—accompanied by the sudden, full-power hum of the ventilation ducts.

Almost instantly, a thin layer of dark, poisonous gas accumulated on the ground.

Koz burst into maniacal laughter.

[Say it! It's my Say it!]

He instantly hid in the thickest layer of poison gas. Sevita was smart—he used the same gas he had used on Coz's escapes the previous two times, not the newly prepared one.

This means that Coz already had an antibody against this poison gas!