The Maelstrom is a star field where the physical world and subspace are mixed. The gods looked sideways and tried to get involved.
The broken physical god roared, and the Night Holder felt the extremely unstable spiritual energy fluctuations in this area. The rags under his black robe flew in an attempt to disperse the spiritual energy laws that began to spread.
But this is a maelstrom, and the curtain that separates the two sides is already in disrepair.
Since Khorne can use the authority that symbolizes blood and violence to exert his power, then this means——
The Emperor can do it too!
Even though the current Emperor is far from the God-Emperor in the terrifying stories, even though the distant foreign land still interferes with his power, even though there is no such thing as the sacred candle and scriptures of the state religion to summon the gods...
However, in the cold wind, countless sages and World Eaters shouted the names of Ohm Messiah and the Emperor and rushed towards the enemy. The light bursting out from humanity at this moment was the best medium to resonate with the pulse of the Lord of Mankind. .
In the midst of the gloomy blood, golden light suddenly opened!
Hades held the broken sword in his hand. The dazzling golden light flashing on the sword made him feel an indescribable pressure. The emperor's finger bones hung up and he pulled Hades' neck hard together with the necklace. In an instant, Hades Si felt like the Emperor was going to strangle him to death.
In order not to affect the Emperor's psychic powers and to prevent his knuckles from strangling him as much as possible, Hades closed up his black domain as much as possible.
Using the finger bones as a guide, little golden shimmers lit up Hades's dark armor, and then moved along Hades' hand holding the broken sword to the huge sword of the Enemy Blade.
Obedient to the knuckles that were about to strangle him, Hades raised his sword. The slow and heavy explosion of the Titan was remembered in front of him, and the explosion illuminated Hades's face.
In a daze, Hades looked through the side of the broken sword and saw a knight riding a mule. His black hair fluttered in the wind, leaving only Hades's handsome back.
The huge monsters that covered the sky surged and roared in front of him, but the emperor, who was riding a broken mule, steadily raised his sword.
The emperor seemed to be saying, watch out, I will only perform this kind of operation once.
The ripples of shining gold ripple on the old enemy's blade——
The next moment, a huge golden sword light struck the Night Holder!
The Night Holder raised his hand, and the space in front of him suddenly distorted, but the golden light still went straight towards him!
At the same moment, on the neck of Hades, who was guided to swing a sword, the finger bone flashed almost like iron, and Hades, who was suppressed by the emperor's huge spiritual power, could hardly breathe. He hated the spirit. able.
And around Hades, the sages who had witnessed the miracle with their own eyes were becoming more and more enthusiastic in their voices——
"Praise the God of all opportunities! Praise Om Messiah!!!"
After the sword was struck, the phalanx that had begun to dim suddenly lit up again.
Hades's pupils suddenly dilated, and he suddenly [heard]. The deaf man heard the noisy and chaotic world for the first time. He sensed that someone was praying to [him]—no, not to Hades.
Hades felt that part of his existence that did not originally belong to him.
In an instant, he fell into the silent ocean again, but it was enough. Hades once again caught the ethereal lightning. He ignored the discomfort caused by the emperor's spiritual energy. The metal fragments under Hades' feet began to Floating slowly, the crackling green lighted up.
The sword swung by the warrior who once slayed the dragon successfully caused damage to the Night Holder, but it was not enough to break him. The Night Holder stood up, and when he refocused on [dessert]...
He saw the metallic figure floating around him in the battle array of the Fanatic Titan machine, and violent green lightning flashed between the divine machine and the figure.
Psionics and rules simultaneously began to wrestle with the Nightbringer's realm.
The sacred binary language whispered, the cannonball was loaded, the overheated ion pipe cooled down instantly, the war god machine roared and poured out artillery fire at him again, but the ammunition at this moment was not as weak as before, and it was blessed by the power of the void dragon. The Titans were extremely excited at this moment.
The God of All Opportunities favors them!
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Angron smashed the cabin angrily, and the Stormbird was still flying through the storm. They had not yet reached the battlefield, and Angron felt the nails on his head buzzing.
He looked angrily at the steady stream of assistance troops descending from the sky. Even they would arrive on the battlefield before the original body——
From a certain point on, the Sarem forge worlds that came to aid the World Eaters seemed to be going crazy. The Magi were sending their troops down at all costs. Angron even saw a ship flying straight down. It hit the center of the battlefield.
Angron listened to the roar of the engine. He squinted and through the layers of wind and snow, he saw those giant war machines attacking desperately. Some seemed to be distorted by some invisible force, but the next moment , those twisted metals began to re-cover the damaged parts of Titan as if they were alive.
He saw that all the machines on the battlefield were flashing with green lightning, and the metal was spreading and climbing up the damaged parts.
【grass! 】
Damn it, what is that?
Angron cursed. It felt very similar to the metal skeletons who had just fought with them, but the original body believed that at least the Mechanicus who assisted them did not have this ability...
Is Hades a wizard?
Angron walked around the cabin impatiently. He didn't like fighting with think tanks and psykers. This would make the nails dig deeper. He hated this feeling.
But his broken thoughts remembered that there was no need to think about these things. There was only one thing Angron had to do, and he would fight with the leader of his reinforcements! Until victory! Or death!
The engine of the Storm Bird made a loud noise, the altitude of the battleship suddenly dropped, the hatch opened in front of the original body, and the ice blood on the pavement and the fighting spirit came together!
Angron jumped down, and the Lord of the Red Sand aimed at the black rag suspended in mid-air and directly threw the battle ax blood in his hand.
【war! ! ! 】
The Primarch let out a deafening roar, the fury of the nails replacing everything else.
But at the other end of the battlefield, a cry of surprise was torn apart by the wind and snow,
"Angron?!"
Within the Titan formation, Hades watched in shock as Angron slashed straight towards the Nightbringer. The sudden appearance of the original body interrupted Hades's plan and gave Hades his precarious sanity. A solid hard hit.
Hades immediately clenched his fists to stop the next round of fire attacks, and immediately ordered all the slowly retreating Titans to attack at full speed.
But they were too late. The distance between Angron and the Nightbringer was decreasing rapidly - and the Nightbringer didn't even pay attention to Angron.
The original body had no idea what the ultimate existence of the Star God Night Shard Holder was. Hades felt a mouthful of blood choking on his throat, and he watched Angron fall.
No - don't! ! !
The lightning around Hades suddenly burst out, and the metal under his feet exerted force. The Lord of the Silent Order suddenly jumped up. Hades tried to attack the Nightbringer head-on alone for the first time. His goal was not to injure the Star God. Instead, he tried to put the Nightbringer's offensive desire on Hades - not Angron.
Why on earth is Angron here? ! Hades should just knock him out with a hammer!
Hades glimpsed from the corner of his eye that the original body was directly impacted before it came into contact with the Nightbringer. Angron flew out, but at the moment before the impact broke out, Hades clearly saw the violent blood energy for Angron. Long blocked it——
Khorne, are you still here? ! ! !
But Hades's inner roar was interrupted by the Nightbringer's attack the next moment. The green lightning surging around Hades obscured the Nightbringer's death gaze, and the suspended black stone creaked in the broken space.
Hades coughed up a mouthful of blood, and two Titans rushed out of the array to save him. The God Machine rushed towards the Nightbringer without hesitation, interrupting his continued attack.
The moment he landed, Hades began to command the army and ran towards Angron. At this fucking time, Khorne was still trying to seduce Angron? !
Hades gasped for breath. The Void Dragon's ability blocked some of the Nightbringer's attacks for him, but he was really hurt.
He felt the suffocating feeling brought to him by the Emperor's spiritual energy, and his finger bones were still strangling him. Hades shouted,
"Angron!!!"
He saw the figure of the original body getting up staggeringly, but what made Hades feel something was wrong was that Angron seemed to be slowly losing his self-awareness at this moment. Hades was horrified to see blood gathering at the feet of the original body. .
Hades felt that the string of his sanity was broken.
Behind Hades, the Night Holder's eyes refocused on the Lord of the Silent Order, and Hades could feel the weight of space beginning to press down again.
At that moment, Hades thought a lot.
Time seemed to stand still and he began to dance around.
He thought of the miserable life on Barbarus, the first time he learned how to dig hard ground with a hoe, and the first time he ate corn and almost vomited it out.
He thought of the arduous overtime life on the Death Guard, and the deep resentment against him in Jia Luo's eyes - and the dark circles under his eyes.
He thought of Macragge, whom he had not yet visited... The agreement with Guilliman was probably going to go to waste.
Hades thought of Mortarion again, and he hoped to take his ashes back - maybe Mortarion would use Hades's many ashes to plant a pot of flowers.
Finally, Hades thought of the two human traffickers, the Emperor and Malcador. If it weren't for them, Hades would most likely still be happily working overtime on his warm Death Guard.
Even at the last moment, the Emperor's finger bone did not let go of Hades. Even though it guided Hades to feel the power of the Void Dragon, it was all in vain——
Hades' thoughts suddenly stagnated. He thought of the old enemy's blade that absorbed the golden light far more easily than his armor. He thought of the oppressive feeling that had been there all the time since the golden light was lit. He thought of this phalange that seemed to have been tied with a rope. he.
No, that's not the Emperor trying to strangle Hades...it's just...just simple psychic powers and the Dark Realm repeling each other!
The Nemesis Blade, which has good psychic conductivity, can instead unleash the Emperor's psychic powers.
The reason why Hades felt in poor condition was also because the emperor's spiritual energy suppressed the part of his black domain!
Hades opened his mouth, he seemed to know what to do, Emperor, I'm sorry.
He raised his hand and pulled off the phalanges in his neck.
At the last moment, Hades's hoarse shout penetrated the wind and snow arranged by Khorne and pierced directly into Angron's ears.
"Angron - open your mouth!!!"
Angron's mind went blank, only burning with raging fighting spirit and tyranny. Angron subconsciously turned his head to look at the source of the familiar voice. He might not understand what Hades was shouting, but that didn't matter. What mattered was the red sand. The Lord's mouth opened wide in gasping gasps.
The Emperor's little finger bone flew into Angron's mouth accurately.
The next moment, the golden light that blinded Hades's eyes lit up.
And with his defenseless back, he was once again knocked away by the Nightbringer's attack.
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"My lord, what happened?!"
The Imperial Regent swung open the door to his office imagelessly, and Malcador stared in horror at the Emperor, who was sitting at his usual desk.
But the table in front of him cracked, as if it had been split apart by a powerful force.
The documents were also divided into two halves. The Emperor held the pen silently, and the end of the pen slipped from the body.
The emperor raised his eyes silently. He seemed to want to say something, but he didn't know what he should say.
Malcador looked at him, waiting for the Lord of Mankind's explanation.
Finally, the emperor's mouth moved slightly,
"There are dogs."
thing.
Great, 3.4k is gone!
(End of chapter)
