Abyss Demon of the Worlds

"You still have one last chance, and if you miss it, it's gone."

Standing in front of the gate of the palace.

Sanguinius heard the voice from the warp again. snatch

And his choice remains the same.

No answer was given to the other party.

Because talking is useless.

And beside him, the Primarch of the [Imperial Fist Legion], Rogar Donne, was standing there leaning on a weapon, and even the strong bombardment above his head did not disturb him in the slightest.

That calm and unwavering gaze was like a deep pool, making it impossible to see his thoughts.

At this time, feeling the gaze of Sanguinius watching him, Rogar Donne just nodded casually and said, "May we be able to win."

There was no rush or hesitation between his expressions, just like the hardest rock.

Listening to his words, Sanguinius added with a smile: "Of course, the Emperor protects me."

After he finished speaking, he turned his gaze back to the distant sky.

There, a continuous stream of drop capsules rained down from space, carrying a famous rebel space fighter.

It is precisely because of them that fierce exchanges of fire and fighting are taking place in various air defense positions of Terra.嘈戅 Miaoshuyuan miAOsHuy uAn 戅

Insurgents continue to be killed, and loyalists continue to die.

Listening to the countless roars of artillery fire, slashing, and crying on the entire planet, Sanguinius closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and the firm look in his eyes became more intense.

'Although the current human empire has many flaws and deficiencies, compared to most of the time, the big environment is at least acceptable...'

As a Primarch with the ability to predict, Sanguinius knew very well what the Emperor thought about each Primarch, and also understood that even if the Great Crusade was successfully concluded, it would not end well.

But in his concept, in the current chaotic galaxy, sacrifice is an indispensable condition for the establishment of an empire!

Whether it is voluntary or not, someone needs to sacrifice and turn it into a cornerstone.

Therefore, although he thinks that the emperor's concept is a bit extreme, he did not betray the other party, but chose to face his own ending calmly.

To put it bluntly, even though there are many things wrong with the Emperor, the other party is 100% a firm human stance, who is the most unlikely to betray human beings, and has strong enough leadership and individual abilities...

At this time, Sanguinius felt an unusual breath, which was descending from the sky.

Sanguinius and Rogar Donne, who also sensed that aura, immediately looked over.

It was a tall figure with wings on its back and holding a giant sword.

Although the appearance has changed a lot.

However, the two still recognized each other's identity through some remaining features on each other's appearance.

Rogar Donne immediately questioned with a little anger on his face:

"Angron! Have you fallen so far?  …"

As a standard humanist, he feels that Angron, who has been separated from the human race and transformed into a warp creature, is simply a huge blasphemy!

After waving his wings at will, and destroying all the shells that came straight to him, Angron calmly and slowly landed on the ground, and asked Rogar Donne with a puzzled look:

"Any questions?

Why do you say this in such a tone?

I remember you always looked down on me, didn't you?

So my fall should not be taken for granted in your eyes? "

In the face of his rhetorical question, Rogar Dorne's face suddenly stiffened, and he was a little angry, but he couldn't find any excuse to refute.

In the past, he really didn't really look down on Angron from the bottom of his heart...

Or in other words, of all the genetic primarchs, basically no one would look down on the crazy Angron.

Even the Midnight Lord, who was in a semi-crazy mental state, called himself a righteous man, was very disdainful of murderous opponents.

It can be said that in the Primarch team, Angron is basically at the bottom of the chain of contempt from beginning to end.

Grandpa does not hurt, uncle does not love.

From the emperor to the brothers to the commoners, there are not many people who like him in the trillions of people in the entire human empire.

After a disdainful smile, he glanced at Rogar Donne's extremely ugly face, and Angron said directly to Sanguinius:

"Sanguinius, among all the Gene Primarchs, you were the one who occasionally took the initiative to talk to me, so I didn't want to kill you, and only if you didn't look down on me, you should surrender."

As the good old man in the Primarch, even Angron would give each other a little face.

So, if possible, he would rather persuade Sanguinius to surrender than to do it.

Looking at Angron's demented expression and his orderly words, Sanguinius understood that although his body and soul had fallen, his mind had returned to normal.

For his kindness, Sanguinius smiled and shook his head:

"I'm glad your thinking has returned to normal, but I can't accept your invitation."

"...Is that so..."

Facing this answer that did not surprise him, Angron nodded slowly:

"In that case, in order not to let you die in the hands of others, let me kill you."

In these remarks, Angron raised the weapon in his hand.

But at this time, a tall figure descended from the sky again:

"Angron, give him to me."

After seeing the other party's appearance, Rogar Dorne immediately gritted his teeth: "Horus!"

As for Sanguinius, there was a rather complicated look in his eyes.

As early as a few days ago, with the help of his own predictive ability, he kept seeing a repeated picture.

He died at the hands of his friend, Horus.

Now, seeing the other party's appearance, he knew that the time had come.

And what I had foreseen was about to become a reality...

In contrast, when Horus faced Sanguinius, his expression was quite complicated.

In his heart, Sanguinius is his best friend, no one.

Even when he was running for the war coach, he felt that the position should belong to Sanguinius, and he was just taking advantage of it.

Looking at the figure of Horus, Angron didn't want to ignore his request, after all, doesn't he want to lose face?

But soon, he felt that the eyes of Horus and Sanguinius were not right.

'How can this smell like a madman and a woman...'

Thinking of this, Angron's expression changed slightly immediately.

In the end, after hesitating again and again, he pointed the giant sword in his hand at Rogar Donne not far away, and provocatively said, "Then let you be my opponent!"

In this regard, Rogar Donne immediately felt insulted. Hu Hu Miao Shu Yuan miaoshuyuan.com Hu Hu

There is a feeling of being picked on.

Don't say much, just fight with Angron directly!

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