Warhammer: Hail to the Void Lords!

Chapter 111 02.0110: ‘The Wrath of Sanguinius (Part 1)’

Amid the violent roar and the smell of blood, the girl with heterochromatic eyes held her head and trembled violently. A layer of frost appeared on the ground around her, and the air seemed to drop by dozens of degrees in an instant. The biting cold made everyone nearby shiver.

She pressed her hand on the statue of Sanguinius and trembled as she lay at the feet of the angel.

No one noticed, including herself, that a dazzling light was emitted from her eyes.

As the last battle brother fell, the last trace of Brother Romain Rolland's sanity was crushed.

At the moment his battle brother fell, he saw the duel between the angel and Horus on the Spirit of Vengeance in the 30K era, and he saw the murderer who killed their gene father.

He saw his gene father's legs and bones broken by the Warmaster with the 'Breaker', and then his chest was hammered.

The angel's head was smashed 360 degrees, his skin and flesh were torn, his golden armor was shattered, his cervical vertebrae were broken, and the skin on the left half of his face from the chin to the forehead was peeled off by Horus, his bones were shattered, he fell forward, and was clamped by Horus' claws again, his body was crushed by the huge claws, and squeezed into blood mud...

This extremely bloody scene completely destroyed Brother Romain Rolland's sanity. His muscles twitched, his eyes emitted a terrible red light, and he raised the chainsaw sword in his hand to the traitor in front of him, roaring and screaming, and the dome of the church trembled:

"Horus, what have you done!!!"

His earth-shaking roar shocked everyone present, and even shocked those greedy and bloodthirsty vampires.

That battle brought a deep curse to all the Holy Blood Angels.

After Sanguinius was killed by Horus, the psychic illusion of his last scene before his death could be seen by all the descendants of the Blood Angels. The higher the psychic environment, the easier it is to have this illusion.

No matter whether this person is a new soldier or a veteran, when they enter the illusion state, no matter whether they are enemies or friends, all living things in their eyes are the Horus who is fighting with them.

This is the wrath of darkness.

Once the black rage is triggered, it will be irreversible. These mad berserkers will get a huge increase in combat power. Killing everything in front of them and fighting to death is their only way to get rid of it.

Therefore, those warriors who are trapped in the black rage will be incorporated into the death company, with their whole body power armor painted black and a red cross painted on the shoulder armor as a symbol.

They will be thrown into the bloodiest war, as a death squad, either killing all the enemies or dying here.

"Die! Horus!" Brother Romain Rolland, who entered the black rage state, stabbed the Space Marine who cut down his brother with a sword.

The opponent wanted to block, but suddenly found that he could not keep up with the movements of the berserker.

Buzz! ! Buzz! ! ! ——The chainsaw sword roared continuously.

The fierce slashes under the black fury made him retreat step by step. His warband brothers felt a rare fear of the blood angels after the black fury. They swung their axes, but were blocked by amazing reaction in an instant, and they could not restrain him at all.

The three bright red weapons intertwined together, and after a series of rapid collisions, there was a heavy crisp sound.

The two chainsaw axes were chopped away by the wild power given by the black fury. The desperate Khorne warrior tried to block the chainsaw swords that were chopped towards him with his hands.

Buzz! ! !

"Ahhhhhhhh!" His entire arm and the ceramic steel armor were cut open from the middle, and blood sprayed, and Brother Romain Rolland was bathed in it.

"Unforgivable! Unforgivable! You will pay the price with everything you have! Die, traitor!" Brother Romain Rolland shouted, violently stabbing the chainsaw sword into the chest of the Khorne warrior.

Before he died, he finally understood why the master he served always longed for the corruption of the descendants of Sanguinius.

The black angry blood angel in front of him was a pure killing machine born for battle, exuding the most terrible killing aura, far surpassing all the warriors he had seen in the warband.

Puff!

The chainsaw sword chopped the traitor who killed his brother into 9 bloody irregular pieces of flesh with an unclear shadow.

Brother Romain Rolland stomped on the head, crushing it, and then looked at the next "Horus".

Behind Brother Romain Rolland, Horatio, who activated all active and passive skills, directly pulled the corruption to the maximum.

"Even if you take our lives, you can't take our hope..."

A black force seeped out from the iron hand, quickly blackened the entire prosthesis, and went straight to his heart along Horatio's arm.

"In order to protect the people we cherish, we will fight to the death in glory!" He roared, with red light in his eyes.

Crash!!!——

A row of stained-glass windows above the church shattered in an instant, and more than a dozen Blood Angel veterans wearing golden helmets appeared from the air above the church, with their jump packs whistling and spewing pure golden flames.

They were the elite of the elite in the regiment, with at least three service spikes on their heads.

The angel veterans descended from the sky in all directions, wielding chain swords and throwing themselves into the fight, slashing and firing at the unclean things with their fine bolt guns.

In the church, the surging psychic energy, the power of faith of tens of thousands of people, the might of the apes, the anger of hatred, the grief of sadness, and the determination to face death, several kinds of power were twisted and merged together.

A turntable slowly rotated, and its pointer screened the representatives of the six emotions in the subspace at the same time.

Finally, the pointer stopped at an angel wearing golden armor, with pure white wings on his back, holding a sword and a spear.

An extremely powerful psychic power made the ears and eyes of the warriors around him pop up an alarm of a surge in psychic readings.

Click.

The blood and tears on the sculpture turned into a drop of golden tears, falling down the angel's beautiful cheeks and dripping on Horatio's iron hand. The red light in his eyes was golden, dispersing the blood-like scarlet. A beautiful golden red emerged from his eyes, and the blood marks on his face quickly shrank, revealing a normal skin color.

‘+Activate: Psychic Synchronization+’

‘+Activate: Power Fist+’

‘+Activate: Omen Fragment+’

‘+Potential Energy Burst: ‘Wrath of Sanguinius’ has been activated+’

‘+Detection: Corrosion cleared due to unknown reasons, do not exceed the corruption limit again+’

‘+Corruption: 0/8+’

Instantly, the sword body emitted an extremely dazzling golden light, which directly annihilated the bloodletting vampire approaching Horatio on the spot.

The blackened iron hand was instantly washed by the golden tears and turned into a transparent silver color, coated with a layer of golden halo.

When Horatio, who was trapped in the ‘Wrath of Sanguinius’, held the iron hand on the Immaculate Angel’s Whip, it began to tremble violently, and the sharp saw teeth roared spontaneously.

The machine soul was cheering, the machine soul was jumping for joy, it shouted and roared, as if it saw the gene father that its master had once followed.

The bloodletting vampire also smelled the smell they wanted and rushed up again.

"I will kill you all! Banish you forever!"

Horatio slashed with just a few swift moves, instantly chopping off the swarming bloodletters.

The demons screamed and found that they were not exiled back to the warp, but were torn apart and devoured by a terrible psychic force.

In Horatio's eyes, these bloodletters all looked like the Great Demon Kabanha of Khorne, and those Chaos Space Marines of Khorne looked like the Ascended Demon Angron in his eyes.

It was very different from the black rage of the descendants of Sanguinius.

Horatio was still himself in the extreme rage, he could clearly perceive everything around him, and his reason and thoughts were still clear.

Sanguinius's rage brought him powerful strength, even the pain in his legs disappeared instantly, the only thing he could feel was an unprecedented strange power.

The bare-armed Khorne warrior who injured Louise looked at Horatio with a golden red light in his eyes, and walked towards him with heavy steps.

A golden wing flashed faintly behind Horatio, and the Khorne warrior saw that above this mortal's head, there was an angel of war with wings spread out, holding a sword and a spear.

The angel wore a golden ruthless mask, with a cold temperament and magnificent momentum.

Just looking straight at it, there was a powerful force forcing his legs to press down, as if forcing him to kneel down.

[Impossible, how can you walk after my leg bones are broken! ] The Berserker showed an incredible expression behind his helmet.

"I will chop you to death, you weak chicken who pretends to be mysterious!"

The Berserker roared furiously and charged towards Horatio, and two chainsaw axes with the blood of loyal warriors chopped towards Horatio's forehead one after another.

Instead of retreating, Horatio posed a fighting posture exactly the same as the statue of Sanguinius.

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