"This planet has been completely destroyed. No matter which angel they worship, it is meaningless."
"What's more, if you trace it back to the belief in aliens, it has even less reference value."
Saint Les had a look on his face that had nothing to do with me, but his eyes did not move away from the relief.
Two of Baal's three planets were completely destroyed, and the humans on one of the satellites were still being killed by mutants and aliens for a long time.
Without his arrival, galaxies classified as barbaric worlds such as Baal would not have been visited by the Imperial fleet at all. This is why he returned to the Empire so late.
It can be said that without the existence of Sanguinius, all human civilization in the Baal system would have perished. Witnessing such a tragic Baal, how could Sanguinius not care about the culture on this planet?
If Baal people are selected to participate in the Astartes transformation surgery, then these people are his heirs, so how can he not take it to heart.
But Sanguinius has always lived alone, bearing everything by himself, and has no habit of sharing the burden with others.
"Indeed, what's the point of a civil war until all humans are dead?"
Magnus directly revealed the truth behind Baal's destruction.
He pretended not to notice that the figure of Sanguinius behind him was obviously startled, and continued to use the special equipment on his wrist to scan the relief models at close range and record the graphic and textual information of these murals.
"But I have one more thing to correct you. These murals are not the alien culture, but the last remaining cultural and historical data of mankind on this paradise planet."
Magnus pretended to explain to Sanguinius patiently and rigorously, and then added a heartfelt remark as the moment went by.
Sanguinius realized that Magnus meant that he didn't trust his brother.
His face froze, he strode to Alexander and said fiercely.
"You initiated the question, tell me what you think."
"If you don't understand, huh."
Sanguinius deflected the conflict and stretched his hands towards Alexander floating in the air, making a gesture to catch him.
Anyway, my personality has completely collapsed here in Alexander, so I simply stopped pretending.
"I think the two angels mentioned here are not really two angels opposing each other, but two states of angels."
Alexander filled his wings with psychic energy and dodged around Sanguinius.
He doesn't like the so-called dualism of good and evil in which the two angels are black and white.
Whoever said she looks holy and handsome must be pure and kind at heart, a born virgin.
Look at Sanguinius, if he cuts it open, it might still be black inside.
"Think about it, what do you look like in the hearts of the Barr people?"
"Is it the heart of the golden angel internally and the wrist of the dark angel externally?"
Alexander floated to whisper in Sanguinius's ear, and in a moment he was on the other side.
Sanguinius lowered his hands and thoughtfully recalled his memories of the campaign on the moon of Baal.
After all, he is not a true 'angel' or 'saint'. He also has his own little thoughts. Similarly, Sanguinius also wants to know what he thinks in the hearts of his future descendants.
"You can try to find the stories they wrote for you. Maybe that's the Baal people's most intuitive view of you."
Alexander thought of a record in the myth of Baal, which recorded the scene when Sanguinius first broke out in blood rage.
That was the first time the vampires saw Sanguinius truly angry. When the blood rage appeared in him, Sanguinius treated the mutants like a dark angel bursting into black rage.
And Sanguinius was as kind as a golden angel when dealing with pure-blood Baal humans.
Just as his enemy is my hero.
In fact, looking back at the origin, it is really possible that the black rage that the future Blood Angel warriors will erupt is not the blood rage from the blood of Sanguinius, but the inheritance of their local culture, stimulated by the death of Sanguinius. Only then could it break out.
A large part of the reason for this apparent continuous tug-of-war between redemption and corruption on the planet Baal is the direct impact of Baal's harsh natural environment.
The Blood Angels are thus shaped not only by the temperament and behavior of Sanguinius, but also by their home world.
This served as a reference point for Alexander and Magnus later on as they worked to address the Blood Angels' deficiencies.
"Okay, let's go." Magnus interrupted them.
He had scanned and saved all the murals in the lobby on the first floor, and also took the time to check for hidden compartments, but unfortunately he found no results.
"Okay, let's forget it."
Sanguinius shook his head from his memories and looked at Alexander without moving for a long time.
"What?" Alexander was a little confused.
Sanguinius frowned and said: "Don't get too close to the devil in the future. Now it feels like the devil is whispering when you speak, inexplicably inducing others to follow your train of thought."
"Hey, here you are."
Alexander was about to explain.
Sanguinius turned and walked towards the stairs to enter the second floor, ignoring the shouts behind him.
"Is it really like the devil's whisper?"
Alexander really doubted himself after being told that, so he quickly spread his wings and chased after him.
'Okay, I dare to ask, have you really never been beaten? '
Magnus had too much say in this matter and quickly used psychic communication to stop Alexander.
The three's psychic communication network had become more stable and imperceptible, and Sanguinius could still communicate with each other.
In fact, before Alexander returned to the empire, basically no one or ordinary institution in the entire empire dared to study the power of subspace.
Even astropaths and navigators need to be certified before they can be used normally, let alone direct contact with the evil god of subspace like Alexander.
Before Magnus came into contact with Alexander, he had to study the knowledge of subspace quietly, and he was criticized for this.
'Say, what happened just now. '
Sanguinius followed Magnus expressionlessly, helping him collect the information in the lighthouse and check whether there were hidden cells.
He planned to wait for Magnus to complete the collection and sorting, and then he would make a copy and leave it to Baal. After all, it was their cultural heritage.
Sanguinius did not explain whether he trusted Magnus or not. Such a topic was impossible to explain or even bring up.
Just as doubts begin, the accusation is proven, and no explanation is possible.
'Is it just that one of the four ancient beings in subspace has descended into the material world? What else can there be? '
Alexander also flew over and used his spiritual power to help carry the books in the dark room, and took a look to see if there was anything new.
For a moment, the three of them seemed to be getting along very harmoniously.
'You're still pretending, you guys have such a tacit understanding that you don't need to communicate without words. '
Sanguinius didn't believe it at all, he saw everything he did on the battlefield.
'Yes, just tell the truth. We can also help cover you when you get back later. '
Magnus reached into the psychic channel and placed the various items in the secret compartment at the intersection, waiting for the Space Marines to move them away and transport them back to the starship.
"Just put this at the intersection."
It was obviously not the first time that Magnus had done this kind of thing, and he also knew how to give orders.
'It's really nothing. It's the first time I've seen Him, so it feels quite strange. '
Alexander recalled the situation on the battlefield and added: 'Didn't you see that He kicked me? '
'Is everything okay? '
Sanguinius put down his book just in time to catch Alexander.
'Not really. '
Alexander tugged on his hand but couldn't free it, so he had to shake his head repeatedly.
He really didn't know why Khorne was so drunk.
As for the last sentence, other than the blood sacrifice to the Blood God, he didn't hear anything that followed.
How does Alexander explain this?
'you sure? '
Sanguinius raised his eyebrows and his eyes were very sharp.
"Uh-huh."
Alexander nodded obediently.
