The Longest Short Bus. Chapter 18 (Patreon)

The surroundings were almost silent except for but the howling of the Hive's damp air refiners pumping in the air for people to survive in the area. The normal soldiers were left behind as the four of us in Adelith, Barghest, the Custodian and myself made our way into the Geothermal Power facility.

But as we walked into the core area that was dead to the world in silence which was not the norm at all as even the machine spirits of the great eletrical engines were deadly silent in fear of the Deamon in the area. We heard it.

Mad whispers clawing at our ears with despair and hate trying to worm their way into our mind. The sound of the Deamonhosts voice was twisted as it argued with the deamon within itself as it floated in the air glowing with otherworldly glowing energy while its form was actually being strangled as it hung in the air by barbed wire with its blood leaving a glowing green pool beneath its form.

What was once a human pysker was twisted into a malformed deamonhost with its limbs elongated longer than usual. Parts of its body was torn off and glowing with that otherworldy glowing green light as the deamon's energies leaked from the shell of the wounded pysker's body.

'What a foul creature.' I thought with a grimace as the mad pysker gibbered about not doing it. Not eating humans, not pouring filth into the water supply, refusing to give its body away to the demon completely.

While still pleading for mercy from the daemon bound inside its body, begging for power to take revenge, and of course to become powerful themselves. 

As the Deamonhost floating form slowly spun around I got to look at its head and I shut down any thought of trying to purge the unclean with my Light as I saw that its head already was destroyed from probably slamming its head into walls, the floor or anything else as it was leaking so much daemon infused blood.

But more than that was the set of large horns on its head along with the insignia of Nurgle in a triangle with each point being a circle was carved into its forehead that was radiated a fell light that tinged agaisnt my Light.

There was no redemption for this Deamonhost, it was a mad pysker who needed to be put down for who knows what heretical secrets and horrible things the deamon had tormented the Pysker with. And the Deamon itself needed to be purged as well!

Calling upon my inner light I infused it within myself and with purpose and in my steps I walked towards the Deamonhost and as it spun around with its spike and chain-covered back pointed at me I pulled at my righteous fury at the monster before me.

A loud clanging noise rang out. As from my hand, I called upon my inner Light in a large hammer that formed in my hand as though made out of golden flames that burned with my righteous fury for the disgusting monster formed before me.

The Deamonhost feeling the flames behind screamed with my Crisis Suit shuddering before its internal systems locked down the signal interference with a small signal saying that such effects would be reduced in the future. 

The pysker inside the Deamonhost mentally collapsed feeling the flames approaching its form allowing the daemon to shatter the chains and barbed wire holding its form together and as those long limbs reached for me. I greeted the demon with an exploding hammer to the face that I threw from my hands!

And feeling my inner light retreating as the abrupt use of the Hammer of Sol took a good deal of energy out of myself I was about to take out my energy sword as plasma fire from both Barghest and Adelith shot from over my shoulders into the Deamonhost.

But before I could re-engage the monster a golden blur shot in from the side and as the Deamonhost teleported right in front of me and was about to attack me with its huge clawed hands the golden blur grabbed the deamon on the head as it was dashing forward past me and I could hear his armor grind against the ground as the Custodes spun and did a move that slammed the Deamon into the ground while still being moved at a speed which dragged the daemons head against the ground by a good dozen meters.

The Custode's barely touched the ground before he shot up into the air with his Guardian Spear almost seemingly teleporting into his hands with how smoothly he took it off his back and with a series of popping noises the bolter like gun end on his spear shot blessed explosive rounds that pierced into the deamons flesh before exploding making each bullet wound wider than my armored fist.

Even as I watched that, I wasn't idly as the deamon even while being blasted tried again to slash the Custodian and then as I got closer with my energy sword it whipped around to swipe at me but I didn't react. Because just on my side came a thick shield made out of Vibranium and inlaid with the Emperor's holy sigils that rebounded the deamons claws as Barghest protected me as any good Ogryn would.

My energy sword slammed home into the demon's chest with my face a snarl as my form burned with golden flames as I burned the demon from the inside. I was a torch of seemingly holy flames that burned the dark whispers and cursed blood beneath my feet away.

And as both hands of the demon came together to slap my head between their clawed hands I just smiled through gritted teeth as that annoying ass roar of a chain sword cut the deamon host's head off as Barghest grabbed me by my armor and pulled me behind her shield as those clawed hands slammed into her shield again.

"Your flames... They are like his, but they do not have his power and age." The Custodian noted as he stomped the head of the demon into paste beneath his armored boot. 

To his words, I took off my helmet so I could blow some blood out of my nose as my overuse of Sol flames had caused my body temperature to get too high along with bursting some blood vessels. So with my voice thick with mucas tinged with blood, I answered frankly. "Not without cost."

The Custodian was silent for a moment before he turned towards where we had left the soldiers behind in the previous room with several of them having come around the corner to watch the battle. And then the Custodian said bluntly. "They won't know that. And in seeing the Emperor's flame of righteous fury with their Anathama properties that can permanently end the deamon... Even the neverborn and their mortal ilk won't be able to tell the difference."