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Fu Qinghai sped along the webway.

The web was intricate and had many forks, and the thick fog limited vision. Despite this, Fu Qinghai still sped the Blue Falcon to nearly the speed of sound, using the driving talent engraved in the White Scar's genes, as well as his extraordinary senses and reactions, to constantly correct the direction of flight to avoid forks in the road in advance, and soon approached the location marked on the "Infernal Affairs Web Map".

"Qingshan, I smell it."

A low voice suddenly sounded in my ears.

"What do you smell?"

Fu Qinghai asked while driving a motorcycle.

"The wind carries the breath of the soul."

Another hoarse voice said.

"Is it human? Or Eldar?"

Fu Qinghai asked.

"No, they are our kind."

Said the deep voice.

"Then it looks like we're almost there."

Fu Qinghai narrowed his eyes and said lightly.

Then twist the handle again to speed up.

"Samus..."

A voice sounded in my ears.

So faint that it is almost unnoticeable.

"What?"

Fu Qinghai spoke.

The jet motorcycle was flying too fast, causing an extremely chaotic whistling sound of wind to pass by the outside of the helmet, which interfered with Fu Qinghai's hearing and made it difficult for him to distinguish what one of the eight evil demons had just said.

"Samus..."

Fu Qinghai heard it clearly this time.

The sound in my ear got a little louder.

"Who's Samus?"

Fu Qinghai asked.

"Samus...Samus..."

The demonic spirit began to repeat the name.

"I'm asking who he is! Can't you understand what I'm saying?"

Fu Qinghai had to step on the brakes to slow down, cursing impatiently. As the speed of the jet motorcycle gradually slowed down, the whistling wind passing through the helmet gradually weakened, and the noise lingering in the ears finally disappeared.

"Qingshan."

At this time, Valak finally spoke:

"Neither of us spoke just now."

No one said anything? Then what was going on...

Fu Qinghai was stunned when he heard that. He immediately stopped the jet motorcycle with a sudden brake and began to recall the voice just now. Thinking carefully, it seemed that it was indeed not any of the eight ghosts, and there seemed to be a hint of...

A barely detectable static noise?

Was that voice coming from the communication channel?

No wonder Fu Qinghai got it wrong. Although the Goblin Armor was equipped with communication equipment like ordinary power armor, this was a webway without any signal transmission facilities. Fu Qinghai had never thought that the communication channel would ring, and he always thought that one of the eight Goblins was talking to him.

"Samus!"

The voice appeared again.

There is no noise interference and you can hear everything clearly.

It comes from the communication device in the neck armor.

"Who the hell are you, idiot?"

Fu Qinghai opened the communication channel and sent a polite greeting.

"Hahahahahahaha!"

The voice suddenly became louder.

And laughed wildly in my ear:

"Samus, this is the only name you have ever heard, Samus, it means the end and death... Samus, I am Samus. Samus is beside you, Samus is the one who speaks. Samus will feast on your flesh, Samus will gnaw on your bones. Be careful! Samus is here!"

Fu Qinghai tried to close the communication channel.

Yet the sound still echoed in his ears.

A raging darkness rose in the fog ahead, rising and spreading as fast as a thundercloud, and a vague shape moved within the dark cloud, pulling at its tendrils of mist to piece together an abstract image made up of various ancient symbols of fear. Fur and exposed muscles, a pair of eyes that glowed as bright as a burning house on a moonless night.

The black shadow slowly enveloped the jet bike and the armored warrior on it. Fu Qinghai raised his head and looked up. The material body of a giant creature gradually gathered and slowly took shape in the web, presenting a rough and twisted appearance. He had a dog-like face, a hunched body, long claws, and a Mediterranean hairstyle.

The size is comparable to a knight mecha.

Fu Qinghai looked quite small standing in front of him.

"Since the end of the gluttonous feast called 'Horus Heresy', I haven't smelled the scent of human souls for a long, long time. A young and fresh Space Marine appeared in the Webway. There are eight demons living in his armor. It's really interesting. A delicious snack, slurp..."

The giant demon flicked his tongue:

"It makes me feel a little bit aftertasteful."

However, something surprising happened to the devil.

The Space Marine in front of him was quite calm and composed.

The Warp is a gathering place for emotions, and the Great Demon is the product of the collision of waves in the sea of ​​souls. He can smell even the faintest fear from the depths of the soul of any creature with a soul and feed on it, but he does not feel even a trace of fear from the other's soul.

"Qingshan Khan does not kill nameless people."

Fu Qinghai jumped off the motorcycle and pushed it aside.

He looked up at the huge demon in front of him and said,

"Tell me your title, Samus, or would you like me to call you 'Mediterranean Kobold'? Has anyone ever told me that your face looks really stupid with your hairstyle?"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

The huge demon laughed angrily:

"It turns out that ignorance is fearless. You haven't even heard of my name, which shows that you didn't even participate in the great rebellion in which the four gods used the Milky Way as a dining table and divided and devoured the entire human empire. You are really a piece of fresh meat."

"I am the Demon Prince of Storm of Destruction!"

The demon leaned over and roared at Fu Qinghai:

"Samus, the only name you ever heard!"

The Demon Prince of Destruction Storm?

Samus, Mediterranean, dog-head face...

These elements gradually came together.

Ah, it's him!

Fu Qinghai suddenly remembered.

Samus, the Demon Prince of the Storm of Destruction, can be said to be a demon that runs through the entire Horus Heresy.

The first time the Luna Wolves saw a demon in the Whispering Mountains, the demon they encountered was Samus. During the internal struggle between the loyalists and the rebels of the Iron Warriors, Samus was summoned by the rebels to participate. Later, this guy also infiltrated the Imperial Fists' space fortress Phalanx through the possession of the narrator Messadi Oriton and fought against the Primarch Rogal Dorn. During the Siege of Terra, he was summoned by the Thousand Sons Sorcerer to fight against the White Scars Storm Prophet and the Custodians. In short, he had a lot of roles, being constantly summoned to the real universe by the rebels, and then constantly exiled back to the warp by the loyalists.

Although he looks very much like Khorne, with features such as a red-skinned dog head, he is a Chaos-less Daemon. "Daemon Prince" is just his title. He is not a Daemon Prince upgraded from a human, but a Chaos Daemon born from the Warp. His strength is not weak among all the Daes, at least his spirit of fighting again and again after repeated defeats is very admirable.

"It's you."

Fu Qinghai pointed at Samus and said suddenly.

"Starting to feel scared?"

The demon chuckled.

"Have you ever won even once, idiot?"

Fu Qinghai asked curiously.

"I nearly killed Rogal Dorn!"

Samus roared and attacked with his claws:

"Countless Luna Wolves, Iron Warriors, Stormseers, and Custodians have died in my hands! I kill, no, I play with you Space Marines like a pile of garbage! You ignorant little thing, you don't know who you are facing. Samus! Samus is the only name you have heard! Always, remember, this, name!"

"Almost. How funny."

Fu Qinghai dodged Samus's angry claws with a light jump, and kept mocking him:

"Then I can also say that I almost killed all four Chaos Gods. Forgive my ignorance, I didn't even know that Chaos Daemons could brag. And you almost killed Rogal Dorn, then I almost stabbed the Eye of Terror."

"Ahhhhhhhh!"

Samus swung his claws again in anger, but this time Fu Qinghai did not dodge, he raised one arm.

"Bang!"

Samus' eyes widened in shock.

His huge claws...

It was caught by the armored man in front of him!

His wrist was thicker than the Space Marine's waist, but the other party just raised one arm to catch his claw. This scene was as incongruous as it could be, like an ant raising a stick. The Space Marine hugged his hands with both hands, and Samus felt an irresistible and strange force coming through his arms, and then he flew into the air, drew a semi-arc in the sky, and slammed hard on the ground.

"Bang!"

The Chaos Demon landed on his face.

Kiss the inner wall of the webway hard.

Fu Qinghai jumped up and pounced on him.

Open your arms and spread your five fingers to reveal two sharp claws.

"I'm coming, Samus!"

Fu Qinghai jumped onto Samus, then waved his hands and scratched him frantically. On each of his fingers was a metal hook like an eagle's claw. These metal hooks were quite strange, blue with a hint of black. When they cut the skin and flesh of the Chaos Demon, they would spray out blue scattered light, which was then absorbed by the claw blade and disappeared. The two claws were made of Saronite, Saronite that could absorb souls!

"Ah——"

Liquid flames and dark dirty blood spurted out, and the red-skinned dog-headed beast howled. With every attack from Fu Qinghai, his claws cut and shredded the soul fragments of the Chaos Demon, absorbing them. Samus cried out as he grabbed Fu Qinghai and threw him off his body. Fu Qinghai adjusted his body in mid-air and landed steadily.

"Tear him up! Tear him up! Tear him up!"

The eight demons in the armor shouted in unison.

Urge Fu Qinghai to continue attacking Samus.

They are all greedily feasting on soul fragments.

Chaos demons are so delicious that you will never forget them after tasting them once. The cunning Tzeentch demon quickly broke free and escaped after tasting Yunyun Klias. Now the material that makes up the body of the Destroy Storm Demon Prince is being picked off bit by bit by this ghost armor and then chewed slowly.

As soon as Fu Qinghai landed, he pounced on him again.

Not giving the Chaos Demon any time to react.

He has realized that the Goblin Armor is not extremely powerful since its birth. On the contrary, this armor needs to grow by constantly devouring souls - especially high-quality demon souls, which are far superior to ordinary human souls. As the Saronite continues to absorb the soul fragments of the Chaos Demon, the strength and agility provided by the armor are also increasing. This feeling is intoxicating and irresistible.

Fu Qinghai becomes stronger and stronger as he kills more.

Samus gets weaker and weaker.

"Eat him! Eat him! Eat him!"

The eight demons fell into an orgy of overeating.

A large number of irregular, jagged wounds began to appear on the demon's body, with roaring psychic energy gushing out of them. At the same time, his body fell into an unstable state of change, as if it would collapse at any time.

The demon screamed again and again.

Samus screamed a mixture of hundreds of different sounds, completely tearing apart the thick fog. The fog in the web was boiling and swirling in his painful howls. The abomination tried to escape in the screams, but in the desperate groans, Fu Qinghai dug his claws into Samus's body and held on, even giving up scratching and opening his mouth to eat. Samus's roar gradually turned into a weak wail.

The ghost armor's distorted helmet visor transformed into a terrifying and ferocious mouth, and the breathing valve split into rows of long fangs. Fu Qinghai buried his head in Samus's body, constantly drilling his head in, and his mouth kept opening and closing.

The demon's torso trembled and stood up.

Then he fell to the ground weakly.

Samus has gone blind.

His dog-headed face was covered with dense and interlaced claw marks, each of which penetrated deep into the facial bones. His vision was slowly drying up. He vaguely saw Fu Qinghai's claws being raised again, and the other party stood up in front of his chest, then bent down and sank into his chest.

When Samus arched his back in pain, Fu Qinghai had already stood up. He pulled out his arms from the demon's chest with force, holding a huge bloody heart between his claws. The heart was connected to thick and thin blood vessels and was still beating vigorously. The spilled blood turned into psychic fragments that flickered like broken light. Fu Qinghai raised Samus's demon heart, then opened the big mouth of the helmet and chewed and swallowed it mouthful by mouthful.

Samus's body twitched violently, and the giant beast fell apart before it hit the ground, its bones shattered, its muscles turned into bloody mucus, and its claws melted like salt in the rain, finally fading and disappearing into the webway.

"Wow…"

Fu Qinghai stood in the middle of the inner wall of the web channel with satisfaction.

The demon's blood soaked the outer shell of his armor thoroughly.

Compared to the Demon Prince of Destruction Storm.

It seems that he is more like a chaos demon.

"Remember my name, poor little Samus."

The demon-like warrior lowered his head and muttered to himself:

"My name is Qingshan Khan."

"I am the end and doom of the Chaos Demons."

There was a sudden storm in the Internet.

As if echoing his words.

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