Godzilla from Warhammer 40K

Fulgrim's appearance, some people may know what he looks like.

This once the most elegant man in the empire, the son of a demigod nicknamed 'Purple Phoenix', now has a twisted appearance.

The lower body is like a snake man, and the upper body is the standard appearance of Slaanesh, four arms, fangs and snake tongue. The already feminine face becomes more and more charming, and for a while it is not clear whether he is a boy or a girl.

Maybe now it’s both.

The first person to discover Fulgrim's Primarch was Guilliman. It would be better to say that Fulgrim was looking for Guilliman.

"Guilliman, my brother." Fulgrim said in a strangely soft voice: "It's been so long, I thought you were dead."

"Fulgrim!!!"

Guilliman felt nothing but anger towards Fulgrim.

He had almost died on Fulgrim's sword, or had died once.

"I will definitely kill you this time."

"Hahaha, have you forgotten how embarrassed you were last time? You were carried back like a corpse by your heirs. In order to save you, they paid a heavy price."

Yes, even Guilliman was carried to the ICU. The Ultramarines suffered a disastrous defeat that time.

"I'm not going to fail miserably again."

"Why?"

Fulgrim's body was straight. As a demon prince, he was more than a little taller than Guilliman.

Even if they are both Primarchs, he used to be a being that was evenly matched with Guilliman, not to mention that he now has the power of Slaanesh.

"Because you're not the only one facing him."

Ephrene also came to this battlefield, her sword damage stained with the blood of evil demons.

"Haha, the Spirit Race dares to come to this demonic realm? Your soul is particularly delicious."

Efreni certainly knew what would happen if their Eldar arrived in Slaanesh's territory. Without the protection of the Soul Stone, Slaanesh could even directly suck their souls. Even with the protection of the Soul Stone, their souls after being killed would not be able to survive. Escape from the clutches of Slaanesh.

However, they are not afraid now.

"I know that Prince Happy has no intention of dealing with us right now, right?"

"How dare you say that? Are you ignoring me?"

When Fulgrim hits Efrenie, it's basically like a hawk catching a chicken, and Efrenie is powerless to fight back.

But Efreni was not alone. A warrior wearing red Eldar armor stood in front of Efrenie. He was the chosen champion of the Death Army.

At the same time, the Arena Queen of Comoros, Lylis, also jumped out with a dagger and a spear, and the three top powerhouses of the Eldar took action, and they barely dared to stand in front of Fulgrim.

Just this, you may not be able to win.

"It's true, Guilliman, that you have united with an alien race? This is not in line with our father's ideals."

"Father, you don't deserve to call that man father!!!"

The person who killed Ferus, the Primarch of the Iron Hands, was Fulgrim in front of him. He was corrupted by Chaos even earlier than Horus.

"Look at how inhuman our once most beautiful brother has become. Do you still deserve to see your father?"

"That hypocrite on the throne, you have no idea who you serve, Guilliman."

"I will see with my own eyes, traitor!!!"

Guilliman rushed forward and fought with Fulgrim again, continuing the undecided victory from ten thousand years ago.

"Now, take my sword!!!"

The greatsword burning with the Emperor's flames collided with the scimitar in Fulgrim's hand that exuded the power of Slaanesh. The Emperor's holy flames clashed with the power of Slaanesh.

Fulgrim's sword contained a Slaanesh demon, making him more powerful than Guilliman.

"Go help."

Lylith raised her spear high and threw it like a spear, but it was easily caught by Fulgrim's remaining hand.

"That's it?"

But the Death God's Chosen Champion quietly appeared behind Fulgrim and swung an extremely fatal knife. If this knife hit, even Fulgrim would be seriously injured.

But Fulgrim grabbed the blade with his last hand.

The pain of the blade slicing his palm made him look happy. Slaanesh was like this. The more it hurt, the better it felt, and the better it felt, the happier it was.

"Is this all you can do?"

Fulgrim waved out his four hands, completely knocking everyone back.

Even Guilliman was unable to resist and took a few steps back.

"You still haven't made any progress, Guilliman."

"Shut up!!!"

Under Fulgrim's stimulation, Guilliman's steady heart became a little irritable. This was actually partly due to the unique gas emitted by Fulgrim.

The gas with the power of Slaanesh would heighten one's senses, and even Guilliman could not escape the effects, not to mention that he was not wearing a helmet.

"Come on, come on, let's get more excited, bro!"

Fulgrim took the initiative this time and charged forward, his snake-like body twisting and charging quickly at a speed that exceeded his speed as a Primarch.

He arrived in front of Guilliman almost instantly.

Guilliman would not be careless this time. He and Fulgrim quickly attacked and defended. Although Guilliman attacked less often, he blocked Fulgrim's attack this time.

"It's not like I haven't made any progress!!!"

Guilliman's anger caused him to speed up his attack, and the other three Eldar warriors cooperated with him.

Fulgrim was unable to do anything to them in a short period of time, which made the proud demon prince a little angry, but he enjoyed this kind of battle.

But he soon stopped enjoying it.

When the battle was in a stalemate, a forest-like scene strangely appeared near the battlefield. This was Lion King Lion's new skill [Jungle Walk].

With this ability, he could go anywhere in a short time.

"Fulgrim!!!"

As soon as the old Lion King appeared, he exuded a shocking momentum. Unlike Guilliman's feeling of surpassing the peak, the Lion King gave people a feeling of old age.

"Lion, you are a barbarian pretending to be a civilized person, but you are still alive."

"I will not fall until you and your traitor companions are dead!!!"

Lion participated in this battle, but an old Primarch was not enough to scare Fulgrim.

But not long after Lion arrived, another voice appeared on the battlefield.

Isis appeared on the battlefield with the half-dead Lucius in her hand.

"Hey guys, you guys are having fun fighting, can I be counted in?"

The little figure lifted up the Chaos Space Marine who was much taller than her and threw him in the direction of Fulgrim. Looking at Lucius who was coming, Fulgrim almost chopped him up reflexively.

Fortunately, he noticed that it was Lucius at the last moment, and quickly chose to dodge instead of chopping him.

When Lucius landed, Fulgrim noticed that his captain had been chopped into a human stick, his hands and feet were broken, and pierced with the torture instruments of Slaanesh believers.

Fulgrim couldn't help but look at Isis more.

"You are a promising talent, why don't you join us?"

"Are you kidding?"

Isis wiped her forehead with her right hand and raised the ends of her hair high. She didn't know when she learned the hairspray hand.

"Such a joke is not funny at all."