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"My lord, only you can match this laurel crown, the noble emperor's son."

Sigurd held a dazzling crown in both hands, which was a gift from the Demon Prince, Fulgrim.

In spite of the kindness, Guilliman had no choice but to put on the laurel crown.

In an instant, countless magnificent pictures appeared in front of Guilliman's eyes.

Each picture reveals a bright future, and in his impending empire, the victories he has achieved now are not worth mentioning.

He will command an invincible army that integrates the technologies of several major civilizations, and will plant the banner of victory all over the corners of the universe.

The warriors loved him even more than the Emperor, to the point that it would be their honor to die for Guilliman.

Players in the Earth world have become powerful warriors like the Primarch.

He fought countless worlds for him, and finally stepped on the four hawkers to run the warp.

The icy blue sun also succumbed to his mighty power.

The song in praise of Guilliman resounded through countless worlds.

In the end, the saints even greeted the emperor on the golden toilet and greeted him.

His father's legacy is not enough to recognize his great achievements, and he even deserves more.

At this moment, Li Ming's voice and the system's voice appeared in his mind at the same time.

"Wake up! Sigurd has a problem!"

The two souls can share information, the moment the laurel crown is put on.

As far as the earth, he noticed the abnormality.

He hastily instilled the pure faith that he had stored in the past.

If something goes wrong with Guilliman, will the earth still benefit?

[You have suffered from chaos pollution, and under the instillation of a lot of faith, you are immune to chaos erosion. 】

[Under the wash of two forces, your soul has been greatly strengthened, and it is immune to most chaotic energy attacks. 】

[Target locked, Prince Slaanesh, Fulgrim. 】

【Please be vigilant at all times, the conspiracy of the enemy is everywhere. 】

"This thing is really beautifully made, isn't it Sigurd?"

Guilliman took the laurel crown and looked at Sigurt with a smile.

His words made Sigurt, who was originally smiling, froze for a moment, why was this Damn it Primarch not eroded by chaos.

This laurel crown was specially prepared by the Heretic God of Chaos for the Primarch.

But why wasn't Guilliman, like the other Primarchs, immersed in a vision of a glorious future.

His eyes were even firmer than before.

It seems to rule the entire human empire and achieve more brilliant achievements than the emperor.

It couldn't touch his heart at all.

"Surprised? I thought that in 10,000 years, you would play some new tricks, but now it seems that you have not made any progress at all."

There was a hint of contempt in Guilliman's tone, which made Fulgrim, who had taken possession of Sigurd's soul, tremble all over.

In a few simple words, let him break the defense directly, and then the power of chaos began to flow.

Siegert's body began to mutate.

With a roar, the flesh and blood began to twist and deform under the power of Chaos.

Sigurd's voice became sharp, harsh and confused.

Then a monster with scales all over its body, claws on its hands, huge pustules all over its body, and very tied muscles appeared.

Guilliman calmly looked at the mutant monster in front of him.

There was a familiar whisper in his head.

A serpentine hissing, Guilliman had heard it once when he was hunting down traitors.

It was because of this whisper that he was almost cut in half.

Several space warriors flew forward and surrounded the monsters.

The extreme fighters were even more excited with red eyes.

They absolutely won't allow it to repeat what happened 10,000 years ago.

Knowing that the soul of the person in front of him has changed its owner, Guilliman said:

"Sad traitor, I didn't expect you to appear again."

In Guilliman's eyes, there was an unreserved look of contempt.

Sigurd's voice also changed into Fulgrim's and said, "After ten thousand years, you've become very good at your mouth."

Guilliman just looked at the brother he hadn't seen in ten thousand years. At this time, he was neither angry nor surprised.

It was as if seeing a stranger.

This gave Fulgrim a hint of doubt that he had cut Guilliman in half.

But the other party was not angry at all.

Then Guilliman even laughed while Fulgrim watched.

"why are you laughing!?"

Fulgrim felt as though he had been insulted.

asked angrily.

"Hahaha, I haven't seen you in ten thousand years, you are still so cowardly and scheming."

Hearing this, Fulgrim instantly became angry.

He wanted to provoke Guilliman, so that the forces of Chaos could erode him, but he was unmoved.

Instead, he was plunged into incompetent rage.

Moreover, the calm gaze of the other party made his heart tremble.

He Jedi would not admit it, to Guilliman's calm gaze.

He felt his vulnerability and fear, and he betrayed the empire at the beginning.

Is it really because of the temptation of chaos, or is it cowardice in the face of an incomparably powerful enemy? *

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