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Guilliman stood in front of Kabanha who fell to the ground, the tip of the Emperor's sword hanging to the ground.

The entire battlefield suddenly became silent.

Whether they are humans or demons, everyone is watching this scene in the center of the ring.

The soldiers stopped fighting, the demon army stopped roaring, everything fell into an eerie silence, and no one moved anymore.

"..."

Everyone looked at the blue-gold figure of the original body and the huge defeated dog that fell to the ground at his feet, as quiet as a chicken.

The outcome has been decided.

Kabanha was still trying to get up, but he couldn't support his heavy body anymore, and finally he could only lie on the ground with his face sideways.

Its huge burning eyes stared at the gray sky on the horizon of Plandim, muttering to itself, as if cursing, or calling its master's name.

Blood God—please grant me the power to fight against my enemies—

But this time the call went unanswered.

The Brass Throne gave it no support.

The Blood God's gaze also moved away at this moment.

Because it lost the duel with the human Primarch.

The Blood God no longer cares about it, and it has lost the Blood God's favor.

For Blood God believers, this is simply earth-shattering.

Kabanha fell to the ground dying, and his two wings were chopped off cleanly.

The outcome has been decided.

The big demon was paralyzed on the rock shell and gasping for breath, magma-like blood seeping out from the burn marks on its chest, burning the ground until it was smoking.

Guilliman glanced at Kabanha who fell to the ground.

Then he raised the Emperor's Sword, pointed it at Kabanha's head, and looked down at the once arrogant demon: "Go to the Disappearance Land and wait for Khorne, demon."

Don't worry, you will still have the opportunity to call the Blood God in the future. Sooner or later, your master will be sent down to see you.

Kabanha watched helplessly as the Emperor's Sword struck down.

It wanted to raise its hand to block it, but its arm was already useless. It lay on the ground from the elbow joint down as if it had been scorched, and it could no longer be lifted up.

It barely managed to squeeze out a hoarse roar from its throat: "Shu Zi... how dare you!"

At first, watching the Emperor's Sword chop down Ka'banha, there was still a glimmer of hope, because it would return to the warp after being banished.

It's okay, it's okay, it's okay.

The Emperor's Sword can burn demon souls, but it is not held by the Emperor after all.

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