Warhammer: I don’t want to be a can of worms! ! !

Chapter 435 2.15 Now, it’s time for Khorne!

【Baal battlefield】

【No, never. 】

Archangel Sanguinius said calmly, his bloody eyes reflecting the appearance of the abominable monster in front of him.

He spread his wings and slowly rose into the sky, the spear in his hand shining with the gorgeous sunset of Baal.

Under the archangel, the Khorne demon who calls himself Kabanha is panting violently. There are many violent wounds on its body.

It shows how cruel and crazy its war with Sanguinius was.

The bloodthirsty demon gasped, it was still making its final struggle,

"It's time for you to join us, perfect angel."

The Mad Demon grinned an arrogant laugh and looked into the distance. On the battlefield of Baal, the corpses of the Blood Angels and the Blood Demons were stacked together.

Scarlet armor, scarlet flesh, scarlet blood, everything was dyed red.

Eight minutes ago, Kabanhali used the connection between the Blood Angels and Sanguinius, and with sufficient preparation, killed 888 Blood Angels in just an instant.

The huge pain before the death of the heir shocked Sanguinius, directly knocking Sanguinius from the air while he was fighting with Kabanha.

The white feathers are flying randomly in the wind,

And because of the pain of the archangel himself, bloody flames were ignited one after another, and finally disappeared into nothing.

The angel fell, and Chaos himself whispered in his ears, earnestly guiding him to the true way out.

In that brief moment of coma, the archangel seemed to have experienced hundreds of years.

He heard lies that were more real than the truth, and saw a future that was more reliable than history. In the bizarre dreams, he saw the terrible, fallen future of mankind.

Brothers betrayed, the galaxy burned, and stars fell. In the next ten thousand thousand years, humanity will no longer exist, only the flames of war will remain.

Finally, the false god called the Blood God reached out to him, promising him everything he desired, and a future in which his descendants would be cured of their genetic disease and thirst for blood.

The angel lowered his eyes calmly.

He thought of the conversation Horus had with him that day during the Warmaster's Ceremony, and of the reaction of the Emperor and all parties after the farce in Nicaea that day.

He recalled his reasoning.

Whatever exists within the Warp is the Emperor's true enemy.

But now, the Blood Angels and Baal have fallen into the darkness together.

The demonic army suddenly arrived, the bloodthirsty demon Kabanha was seduced, and the existence called the Blood God...

All of this strongly supports the views deduced by Sanguinius before.

Imperial truth, is a lie.

It's been like this from beginning to end.

Gods exist and dwell in the high heavens of disorder.

And now, one of the beings reached out to him,

+ Come, my proudest child, I give you everything. +

What should he say at this time?

Now, thought Sanguinius, only the last piece of the puzzle remained in his deduction.

He thought of Luojia.

The Archangel opened his lips, and faced the Blood God's invitation, he spoke his answer.

"For the God-Emperor——"

Sanguinius opened his eyes.

The archangel that was falling rapidly in the sky suddenly rose up!

The next moment, in the gap where no being could react, Sanguinius threw a spear that penetrated everything at Kabanha!

This was a fatal blow, an attack that determined the direction of the rest of the war. The archangel who woke up from the illusion of the Blood God directly began to fight with Kabanha.

Eight minutes later, now, facing Cabanha, the Angels only needed one final blow.

Facing Kabanha who was struggling to his death and wanted to continue inviting him, Sanguinius only said one word softly,

【No. 】

The angel said, and the next moment, the spear with pure anger drove away the bloodthirsty demon.

The archangel took a deep breath, and he stayed in the air above the bloody battlefield. The sunset of Baal covered him with a dazzling cloak of wings.

The demon's last words still echoed in his ears,

"Arrogant guy! Do you think you are the only one?!"

【God Emperor...】

Sanguinius's murmur broke in the wind.

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Guilliman ran, his footsteps echoing down the corridor, the Librarian behind him shouting his name.

If Guilliman stops, they are expected to catch up to Guilliman in thirteen seconds.

Robert Guilliman believed that he could survive alone for more than thirteen seconds, not to mention that the most powerful being in this raiding team was the original body.

There was an insurmountable gulf between the combat prowess of the Primarch and the Space Marines. If Guilliman was to face an enemy that could rival him, he was certain that his offspring would not be able to help him much.

Sometimes, he has to stand up, because it's just him.

As Guilliman penetrated deeper into the battleship, an ominous blood mist began to rise.

Guilliman's breathing stopped for a moment.

He saw his Ultramarines emerging from the fog, their golden and blue armor clean and shining.

what happened?

Guilliman subconsciously held the Akagi dagger tightly. Based on the shoulder armor of those warriors, the Lord of Macragge successfully identified the identities of these people——

Some of them were Ultramarines from the 19th and 20th Chapters who were stationed at the World Eaters' Harbor, and some were Ultramarines who were sent into the sea of ​​​​fire to rescue the World Eaters after the explosion.

What is going on? !

And now, his descendants are running towards him from all directions in the blood mist,

【Stop! 】

Guilliman's majestic scolding sounded,

[Soldier, tell me your name and the reason why you are here! 】

The ultramarine in front of him stopped and saluted respectfully.

"My name is Boris, sir. We originally planned to go to the World Eaters' command room to support you, but when we received your armor signal, in accordance with Article 8 of the Battle Code xii., we chose to recruit you first."

Guilliman breathed a sigh of relief, but he subconsciously knew something was definitely wrong. He stared at the Ultramarine Warrior Boris in front of him, still wary.

[Did you just see an Ultramarine... who was smearing the Xie cult's mark with mortal blood? 】

Boris paused, and Guilliman saw the warrior briefly look back at his comrades, and his comrades looked back at him.

Finally, Boris spoke hesitantly,

"Sir, this mist seems to produce some kind of hallucination. Some battle brothers saw... the World Eaters who behaved strangely, but they did not see the Ultramarines you mentioned."

Guilliman was silent. Illusion - From the Death Guard, Guilliman knew that subspace creatures like to use illusions to weaken people's mental power, and then they can more easily harm humans.

[This is a common method used by subspace creatures. My warriors, stay vigilant. 】

Guilliman paused and stared at the Ultramarines. He was wondering whether he should wait for the Think Tanks to arrive, but it was very likely that they would not be able to arrive.

But even if they come, can Guilliman still trust them?

Should Guilliman trust them? But what if the hallucination just now was caused by the enemy to sow discord?

After a brief moment of thought, the Primarch made his choice.

The blue-helmeted group resumed its movement through the fog, aiming for the World Eaters' command room.

Now, Guilliman thought, Mortarion's face began to look kinder.

In the office above Macragge, Mortarion let out a scream as if he was on the verge of death.

【It has been three days,】

The Lord of Death said to himself,

[I think it’s time to hold a funeral for the Lord of Macragge. 】

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