Warhammer 40K! The Queen of Glory for Hammer Guys

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Accompanied by Magnus's roar and Fulgrim's frivolous laughter, purple and red lightning collided in the void, scattering large swaths of disordered subspace evil energy, and the aftermath of the battle with the demon primarch created an intense The shock wave overturned all the building debris around them, swallowed up the soil on the ground, and blew away the turbid air - even from the perspective of subspace, it could be observed that the Istvan III star was shaking slightly. In an instant.

As the battle progressed, Fulgrim's mood became more and more exciting, and the sword radiance produced by the sword in his hand became more and more exquisite, successfully leaving traces of his own on Magnus's body one after another - however, let him What was a bit discouraging was that even though Magnus was suffering more and more injuries, Magnus's expression became strangely calmer - as if... the Crimson King was not involved in the battle at all, but Are you using something in battle to sense something you can't sense?

Ever since, Fogg, who felt he had been ignored, calmed down.

"I'm so touched that you took the trouble to step into this world to find me and give me this battle! Magnus! In return! I will cut six hundred and sixty-six scars on you! Let me You experience the ultimate pain!”

While Fulgrim was talking, he tensed up the muscles all over his body, preparing to give Magnus a hard blow to try to make his brother, who had chosen a different path of depravity from himself, scream. At that moment, Magnus suddenly released a strange spiritual light, causing the Lord of Chemos' body balance to be broken for an instant. When Fulgrim adjusted his posture again, Magnus had quickly created a barrier that Fulgrim could not break in a short time, breaking away from the battle and hiding himself in it.

"Hiss - Magnus, you better...get out of here, otherwise I will have to take some measures that you will definitely not be happy with!"

The sudden end of the battle made Fulgrim, who was enjoying the pleasure of the battle, suddenly fall into emptiness. This feeling of emptiness was so menacing that Fulgrim's entire body almost collapsed because of their demonic origin. The center of the huge pit that turned into a 'sand' due to the battle - However, what Fulgrim didn't expect was that his brother, the arrogant Magnus, actually roared with a louder voice than him. return.

"Fulgrim!! Enough! Because I wasted too much time in response to your provocation!"

"????"

He heard a series of bad emotions contained in Magnus's voice. Although the bad feeling of emptiness still burned his soul and weakened his body, Fu was curious about why Magnus' emotions were suddenly out of control. Gen still managed to control his body, using his sword as a staff, he managed to stabilize his body.

"You started this fight in the first place - stupid thing, since you didn't come to fight with me, you should have talked to me properly from the beginning, etc.? This feeling...?"

A strange feeling suddenly passed through the soul of Lord Chemos, tempting the fallen phoenix to focus his attention in the direction of the source of the feeling. What's even weirder is that when he rotated his head, Fulgrim noticed that Magnus in the barrier was holding his weapon tightly with both hands, looking like he was facing a powerful enemy—— Well, if Fulgrim read it right, the flashing runes around the Supreme Sorcerer are for 'retreat', but something he couldn't feel interfered with the Crimson King's spell, preventing him from leaving this death star. planet.

"Magnus, why are you so nervous?"

"You real fool! Don't you feel it? 'He' is watching us! 'His' messenger has arrived!!"

"Who is He?"

The next moment, Fulgan knew the answer——

An ancient fearless, which should have perished in front of him not long ago, is quietly walking out of the shadows in the distance with both hands and feet. Behind this fearless, one side has long been the same as that of the Third Army. Buried in real history together with glory, the flag whose appearance Fulgrim had long forgotten was fluttering fiercely as if being blown by the wind.

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"Um...Lizhi Zhang, this plot is a bit different from the GW script."

"According to the description of the Ancient Sage, after the Ancient Sage used a virus bomb to blow up Fulgrim's physical body once, nothing happened afterwards - how come the magical pony came to Fulgrim and started a fight with Fulgrim? ?”

"Brother Doctor, you will probably have to fight two demonic primarchs at the same time this time. Is that okay? If there is a problem, we can borrow some Emperor's Children chess pieces from here and there to support you?"

"No problem. The ancient sage model in my chess piece has already carried the soul of the ancient sage with the help of Brother E. Now I have felt the anger of the ancient sage Rilano, and I have understood him. His pride, I already understand his unyieldingness——"

Lich Zhang who said this knocked his hand hard on the delivery confirmation area, activating all the chess pieces in the delivery area, and the light lingered. The chess pieces of the loyal Emperor's Children of the HH era he brought, Under the unfurling eagle flag of the Third Legion, they all entered the battlefield.

"I'll just give the two demon primarchs the same beating!"

3. Ancient Sages

The prince of war - fighting

Things are really big.

Feeling the increasingly intense pressure from the vast ocean, Magnus thought so.

As the Daemon Prince of Tzeentch and a powerful wizard proficient in prophecy and divination, Magnus was curious about Fulgrim's fate. Before he came to see his brother who had entered the path of Slaanesh, he used magic to predict it. A wave of nine hundred and ninety-nine possibilities that he might encounter after meeting Fulgrim, and he also deduced nine times the future from these possibilities - even though he often saw the Great Demon of Tzeentch or his subordinates - - Even experienced it himself - various fancy overturning postures. The Red King has a deep understanding of the phrase that Tzeentch often talks about, "Everything is easy, but easy is not easy." However, the Supreme Wizard is convinced that change and knowledge It's a trade-off relationship. As long as you have enough knowledge, your calculations are accurate enough, and you're serious enough about the details, then even Yi can be limited to a certain range--don't you see, how many times have plans gone wrong? Are they all just a little bit different? As long as you make sure that every difference is within the scope of your understanding, wouldn't it be no problem?

However, now, the changes that appeared in front of Magnus that completely exceeded Magnus' calculations clearly reminded the King of Wizard Stars that the reason why changes are changes is because they are not included in any calculation plan at all - in fact, In the moment just now, Magnus realized that he had heard the wild laughter from the Crystal Maze - there was no doubt that the Umperator was watching this scene that did not appear in any destiny path at all, waiting for the actors Dance to please it!

"Forgan, we have to join forces. It seems that some of the rumors about him are confirmed - no wonder one of our brothers has disappeared even in the great game during this period - Fulgrim, Fulgrim?"

Countless threads of fate jumped in front of him, and various fortunes appeared in the future. Magnus quickly captured the burst crystal fragments, looking for a way to get himself out of trouble, and quickly found nine good ones among them. The plan - that is, when he started to implement these plans, the Crimson King 'very unexpectedly' discovered a terrible thing -

He imagined the situation where Fulgan and himself would join forces, he also considered the situation where Fulgan would fight with him, and he also considered the situation where Fulgan would rush forward and fight alone. The problem was, he didn't expect that Fulgan would see those who walked out. He was just stunned there, staring at the Emperor's Children below the Eagle Flag motionless, as if they were bound by a stasis field! !

"Whaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

Maybe a second passed? Maybe two seconds passed? Maybe no time passed at all? The demon primarch of Slaanesh cried suddenly - he first used four hands covered with gold and silver jewelry to rub his face crazily, until his tears washed the lead on his face into something even weirder. pattern, and then, he grasped several of his silver swords, crackling and swung out a series of gorgeous sword lights - after completing this bunch of unexplained movements, Fulgan suddenly stretched out his hand forward. He opened his hands with all his strength, as if he wanted to grasp everything under the eagle flag into his hands.

"My children! My beloved children! Give up that lie! Give up that lie that makes you look so imperfect now! Come back to me! I will give you all the gifts of the Prince of Darkness! I will give Your better things, I will give you true perfection! I will make you bright and moving!”

The fallen Primarch shouted loudly, stretching his long body, longing for a response from his descendants, longing for them to reach out to him. However, his keen senses heard nothing but There was nothing but the sound of the eagle flag fluttering in the wind.

"Warriors! I am your original body! Fulgrim! I am the Lord of Chemos! Your purple phoenix! Children, follow me to the realm of bliss! There are so many things you have not experienced! As long as you Once you experience those things, you will understand what perfection is!”

The only answer he received was the sound of the hunting flag waving, and Magnus, who had given up all counterattack plans, had failed in his eighth attempt to escape.

"Ah - ah - I know, you are so ashamed of your imperfections that you dare not talk to me, right? Don't worry, I will make you better and more beautiful right away... "

Fulgrim continued to chatter there, while Magnus had already desperately started preparations for his ninth run away - when the Supreme Sorcerer's spell failed again as expected, the voice of the ancient sage Rilanor rang out in a deep voice. , and even easily suppressed Fulgen's voice.

"The Purple Phoenix is ​​dead."

The expression on Fulgan's face, who was talking to himself, immediately froze - then, emotions such as surprise, anger, and confusion were like paint splashed all over the floor, one by one, swaying on his twisted face. , finally, merged into a weird softness, a kind of 'softness' that mortals cannot have.

"Am I not here? My dear Rilanor? You have just destroyed my body once, but my soul is still shining brightly. How can you say that I am dead? Look, my eyes are like this of......"

"Rancid - open fire."

The ritual elder rudely interrupted Fogg's boasting, and raised his arm loaded with assault cannon, locking firmly on the demon primarch of Slaanesh, and saw

Fulgrim laughed jokingly at the ancient warrior's actions.

"What a pity, Rilano, it seems I have to let you die again, but don't worry, I will be more artistic this time..."

Before he finished speaking, several flashes of light struck Fulgen solidly. The powerful impact lifted his twisted snake-like body into the air, and the fallen Phoenix fell face down into the sand pit. While inside, the Lord of Chemos heard a familiar war cry.

"The Emperor's son! Kill his father's enemy!!!"

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Endless enjoyment, endless joy, and the ultimate in all things are concentrated here.

This is the realm of Paradise, this is the devil's palace ruled by the great power of chaos Slaanesh. It is filled with all the ultimate enjoyments that mortals can think of. This is the final destination of many fallen people - countless people who are thirsty for wealth. , souls of food, beauty, fame and wealth poured into this bizarre world like a tide, and then easily passed the test of the Six Rings of Slaanesh and became what they were pursuing - the Prince of Darkness sitting in the Six Rings In the palace, he always tastes all the desires in the world with joy, hero? Brave? Ascetic? In the eyes of the King of Indulgence, these are collections that will be taken into his arms sooner or later!

However, now, the great Prince of Darkness is sitting cross-legged in a very 'dignified' posture on his big bed filled with all the splendor of the world, staring intently at a crystal lens floating in front of him. The scene presented was clearly the scene where the two demonic primarchs Fulgrim and Magnus were being besieged on the world of Isstvan III - and next to the crystal lens, the incarnation of the mutator was smiling slyly, The angle of the crystal lens was adjusted again and again, making various possible futures appear and disappear before Slaanesh's eyes.

"How about it, have you considered it? This opportunity is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity - He is too young, so much so that he arbitrarily stepped into the established facts, and tried to take away a soul that He could not touch - This makes His behavior in the There are traces left in the fate of the subspace. If we join forces, then we have a chance to find his secrets - think about it, if we can be like him, how much more happiness you can experience! "

"...I am not happy at all right now, Tzeentch—your people's curiosity has put my favorite doll in such a situation."

Staring at Fulgrim in the crystal lens, although his sword power still looks sharp and he is at ease, but he is obviously a bit less offensive and more defensive, Slaanesh's soft voice mixed with thousands of emotions rises and falls slightly, telling its unhappiness - as Chaos Almighty, Slaanesh doesn't care too much about Fulgrim's life and death, but if Fulgrim really becomes the first demon primarch killed by him, then Slaanesh feels that there is no place for his face!

"Don't worry, Magnus is in danger now, isn't he? Aha! What a nice change!!!"

Seeing that Magnus had just activated a psychic spell, he was preparing to use a time-dislocated strike to knock several Emperor's Children warriors away. However, before the psychic spell could take effect, these Emperor's Children warriors had already advanced. Retreating to a safe area, Magnus not only failed to achieve any results with his psychic power, but instead pulled a shell that shouldn't have hit him into his face, causing him to take a close-explosion shell. scene. Tzeentch couldn't help but applaud, and at the same time, he started to point fingers at Magnus - of course, only Magnus himself knew how many words Magnus could hear or whether he dared to listen to what it said. ...

When Magnus failed to achieve the expected effect of this psychic spellcasting, and ended up losing the initiative he had finally obtained, and was suppressed by a barrage of artillery fire and was retreating steadily, a new one also appeared on Fulgrim's side. Situation - With the cooperation of several Emperor's Sons swordsmen, a small flaw was successfully exploited in the fallen Phoenix's sword moves. The ancient sage, who had been working closely with his comrades, seized this opportunity without hesitation. The fearless engine was fully turned on, and a powerful punch hit Fulgrim in the face. Accompanied by the sounds of flesh being torn and bones being crushed, Fulgen's face filled with blasphemous beauty suddenly opened a shop of colorful silk, and colorful colors rolled out together.

"Very beautiful!!!"

Looking at Fulgrim's face, which was blasted by Rilanor's punch, it looked like a post-modern abstract painting. He had never seen Fulgrim like this before. He thought it was simply too artistic. Slaanesh couldn't help but scream to the sky, and he was happy at the same time. Tasting the emotions currently surging in Fulgrim's soul, as for what Tzeentch came to talk to him about?

Feel sorry! The two Chaos Evil Gods have forgotten it!

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pain.

Real pain without any sense of pleasure.

How long has it been since you felt such pain? No, I should say, haven’t I already converted all my feelings into pleasure? Why do you feel the pain so vividly?

The continuous war roars of the Emperor's Children were heard in his ears, and his senses could 'read' the traces of guns and swords in the air heading towards his body - ah, the Emperor's sons, the enemy who killed his father - —But, isn’t he their genetic father? Why?

"Fulgrim! Now is not the time to be distracted!!!

! "

Magnus's roar brought Fulgrim's perception, which had been inexplicably lost in thought due to a heavy blow to the face, back to reality. Driven by his fighting instinct, Fulgrim swung the weapon wide and wide. A series of sword flowers forced away the Emperor's Children who were constantly attacking around him, allowing him to gain a chance to breathe. Of course, Fulgrim also knew that this was just a stopgap measure. These vengeful The ghost will soon be close to him again, not to mention, let alone! !

"I am your genetic father! Fulgrim! You actually killed me in my name!!!"

The pure pain that spreads continuously in the soul from the place where the face was hit, and the battle cry of 'The Emperor's son, the enemy of the father' that rang in his ears again and again, Fulgrim's self-consciousness The state of mind that I thought was perfect was completely shattered into pieces under these multiple blows - the demon prince of Slaanesh roared and hissed without any image, with disheveled hair and furiously waving his hand in an ungraceful manner. The sword is like a madman - it cannot be described like this, because from the moment he took refuge in Slaanesh, he was already a madman!

"Our allegiance is to the Emperor of Mankind. We are the sons of the glorious Emperor. We kill enemies in the name of the Emperor. Who are you?"

The voice of the ancient sage once again easily suppressed the voice of the fallen primarch. At the same time, Fearless's heavy power fist once again hit Fulgrim's body, whose sword moves were already full of flaws - with a loud noise, the demon primarch of Slaanesh was The snake's body was folded in half like a shrimp, and filthy blood spurted out from its abstract facial features.

"Fulgrim! If you want to leave, just follow my instructions!!"

Just when the ancient sage began to charge the power fist for the third time, Magnus, who finally managed to gain some control over the situation and had no choice but to obey Tzeentch's instructions, suddenly turned into a red lightning and landed on Fulgrim. By his side, a spiritual barrier was set up to help Fulgen resist a series of attacks directed at him. Knowing that he had no choice now, Fulgen stretched out his hand and firmly held the hand of the Crimson King. ——

A subspace storm erupted, and the two demon primarchs disappeared in the dazzling blue-white light.

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"Fuck? You actually let them run away???"

Abathur, who came to watch the battle, watched the Crimson King dragging Fulgrim and disappearing from the battlefield. He was so excited that he couldn't help but curse.

"That doesn't make any sense. The chess pieces in this wave of Lizhizhang don't have any anti-psionic units. Magnus's psionic attainments really can't stop him if he really wants to run away."

Ji Jing shrugged his shoulders and said that the HH Emperor's son unit really couldn't stop Magnus from using his psychic powers - although it was normal for the Crimson King to roll over in various postures, it was an indisputable fact that he was the Supreme Sorcerer.

"But Big E should have sealed off this battlefield? Logically speaking, Magnus can't escape, right?"

Liang Feifan was confused - he was paying attention to the battlefield the whole time and was convinced that Magnus had planned to retreat from the beginning. He had to fight Lich Zhang's Emperor's Sons because he did not withdraw. How could he do such a thing? Yes, besides Big E, who else could be there?

"Perhaps he is worried about causing unnecessary consequences? The main idea of ​​Big E in this battle is to obtain Rilano's soul. The retreat of Fulgrim and Magnus should mean that Big E has succeeded?"

Egg speculation.

"I think that with the human emperor... Big E's character of not giving a son if he can have sex for free, and being greedy to death if he can be greedy, there is no way that just letting the two of them go is bound to be exiled. The Daemon Primarch simply left..."

"You mean, Big E is putting a long line in trying to catch bigger fish?"

"Just a guess."

Lich Zhang, who packed up his HH Emperor's Children chess pieces and put them back into the army box, chatted with other Hammermen and checked the progress of his mission to confirm that Rilano's soul had indeed been guided there. Behind the golden throne, he picked up the military box and pushed open the door.

"Let's go back and ask Big E. We should be able to know the answer."

4. The time of the ancient sage - pursuit

Cold, shaking, and...the awful feeling of rough grit and dust rubbing against my body.

The Fallen stretched his slender body, enduring the pain that was constantly emanating from his head and spreading crazily towards his limbs. He took a deep breath of dry air, raised his upper body, and tried his best to open his eyes. With his pupils, he looked at the area where he was - soon, with the feedback from his keen five senses, Fulgrim confirmed the fact that he had been taken away from the world of Istvan III by Magnus, but... …Where is this? Are you in subspace or in the real universe?

"Magnus?"

After moving his body deeply and letting the fallen power overflow in his soul, Fulgen finally felt a little more comfortable, gripped his sword blade tightly, and concentrated on trying to call his brother's name. ——Although the current Lord of Chemos is extremely unhappy, he also knows that most of the questions in his heart can only be answered by Magnus!

There was no answer, not even the sound of wind. The surroundings were eerily quiet, as if time had stopped in this desert——

"brother?"

Still no response, but Fulgen

Hearing the voice coming from the depths of silence - the ups and downs, like an artist singing an elegant opera, or an orator reciting a soul-stirring poem.

For a moment, the Lord of Chemos almost wanted to chase the voice, wanted to see with his own eyes the owner of this voice that could even move him, wanted to hold him or her in his arms, and live happily forever in the realm of the Dark Prince - but as a sudden gust of sand swept away the unstable subspace energy rippling around, the outline of a broken wall full of historical breath was clearly reflected in Fulgrim's pupils, and the expression of the Fallen Phoenix, who recognized this place and realized who the owner of the voice just now was, froze on his face.

".......Where is this?"

"My Primarch, this is where you finally abandoned your soul as a 'human'."

Just as Fulgrim looked around at the ruins of the buildings surrounding him, trying to find even a little evidence that this was not the place he thought it was, his very familiar voice reached the ears of the Fallen Phoenix. Following the sound, the Lord of Chemos saw the golden mist rising up and saw the Emperor's son walking out of the mist.

————Before the conspiracy on the world of Isstvan III, Vespasian died at his own hands because he discovered his abnormal movements.

"Ah.....you are chasing me? Damn Magnus, I should have known that he is not trustworthy.....But it doesn't matter, this way, no outsiders will disturb our meeting."

The echoes of the past gradually dissipated in his ears, and the Fallen Phoenix raised the corners of his mouth elegantly-he saw that his deceased descendants who were chasing him did not seem to want to fight him immediately, so Fugen was happy to chat with them for a few more words-what if, what if, these descendants understood his painstaking efforts and returned to his arms? Then his palace would be much more lively!

"Abandon here? Wrong! That thing? I abandoned it a long time ago-in fact, after completely abandoning it, I really embraced myself and realized that the meaning of my birth was not for the corpse on the throne to attack the city, but to enjoy endless pleasure!"

Fugen twisted his snake-like body and laughed wildly, even stirring up the surrounding air to produce visible diffusion waves. Although the place on his head that was hit hard by the ancient sage with the power fist was still in pain, and the place on his waist that was hit hard by the ancient sage was still oozing dirty blood, at this moment, the fallen phoenix had briefly forgotten the pain and enjoyed the feeling of verbal confrontation with his offspring.

"No, my Primarch, when you first fell, you still knew what shame was, otherwise I would not have died under your sword - because at that time I thought you could still be saved."

Vespasian stopped, and his bright eyes fearlessly stared at Fulgrim's pupils that were overflowing with the poison of color evil - the memories that had long been buried deep in his soul began to become clear in front of Fulgrim's eyes, but before the Lord Chemos could read these memories, something entangled the soul of the fallen, stimulating his thoughts, forcing him to "shift" his attention back to this strange confrontation.

"You always had a choice, Primarch - even after the duel with Istvaan, you still had a choice - it was you who abandoned yourself, it was you who willingly fell into the filth of the Warp, and merged with them with peace of mind. Look at you now, where is the shadow of the shining Phoenix in the past?"

Before Fulgrim could use sharp words to refute how ridiculous his offspring's words were, how superficial he was in his eyes. Tarvitz, wearing battle-scarred armor, followed Vespasian's steps and emerged in the golden mist, his words pointed directly to Fulgrim's soul. The wind that blew up at some point gently caressed the hair of the captain of the 10th Company of the Emperor's Children, making it present a kind of beauty in the sun that made Fulgrim jealous - he was not as beautiful as his offspring, how could it be possible?

"Primarch, if we could have helped you learn what true humility is, you wouldn't be like this, the Third Legion wouldn't be like that, and the Empire might even have a better future - unfortunately, we were all blinded by glory at that time, and we worked tirelessly with you to pursue perfection, which was a mirage, and the Third Legion was poisoned - perfection? It is the biggest imperfection!" Another loyal soldier of the Emperor's Children walked out of the mist, and Fulgrim recognized the identity of this brown-skinned soldier with black hair - Captain Solomon of the Second Company, a son of the Emperor who pursued perfect combat. He even envied the bravery and glory of this soldier. Now, he also appeared in front of him? Moreover, he actually mocked perfection? ? ?

"Arrogance has made you lose everything that can be called virtue in your soul. Perfection has turned you into such an ugly person. Depravity has become your current portrayal. The filth of the warp has filled your soul. All the pain suffered by the Third Legion is caused by you. You are responsible for the disaster suffered by the Empire. The Emperor has decreed that you cannot be forgiven. Fulgrim, the true son of the Emperor will hunt you forever." The body of the ancient warrior strode out of the mist, his

The eagle flag fluttered behind him, guiding more Emperor's Children into the battlefield. His power fists were filled with overloaded energy, and the roaring engine clearly reminded Fulgrim that the ancient sage was ready to give him a third chance. Preparation for punching.