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

Chapter 710 158. Sanguinius, Sanguinius! ! !

Walking on the dividing line between hazy and clear, wandering between the blood pool and the fishy mist.

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"Remember your mission,"

The middle-aged man with a tired face held his hand. Luperkar's pupils trembled. The Lord of Humanity in his eyes had never been closer to a mortal than at this moment.

"Bring back Sanguinius's conscience, this is what you have to do - I cannot lose you two together."

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Wearing only simple clothes, the Wolf Shepherd stumbled forward, with tall rusty statues standing silently around him, and then disappeared into the past with his steps again.

Panting, wheezing.

The spiritual pressure here was extremely high, and Horus could feel an indescribable anger. It was like a prison beast that had been trapped in his own thoughts for thousands of years, snorting and trying to break free.

Faint white light emerged from the blood mist.

!

Horus immediately began to trek in that direction, but as if he was aware of his whereabouts, the stone statues, together with the sky and the earth, rushed towards him. Countless bony arms stretched out from the blood above the knees, grabbing him and holding him back.

+Why betrayal? ! +

The ghost cry exploded suddenly, and with the impact of psychic energy, Horus was startled, staggered, his center of gravity was unstable, and he fell face down——

[Good brother, don’t fall here. 】

A big, generous and warm hand suddenly pulled him. The calluses on it were thicker than steel plates.

The upright man of power pulled up his brother who was forced to break into the realm of the Blood Angels. Horus looked up in surprise. He saw a weather-beaten but calm face, with golden pupils outlined in scarlet staring at him, so familiar. So strange.

[An... Angron? ! 】

Horus shouted, he never expected to meet Angron here——

The Lord of Mankind, as was his wont, did not tell him what he might encounter on his journey, he simply took Horus's hand and told him that he trusted him.

[I never thought it would be you. 】

Angron turned his head and stared into the distance, as if something was coming there.

The battle ax in his hand was dripping with blood, and the Lord of Will and Power seemed to have been soaked in blood countless times. Apart from the different undulations of red, there was no other color on his body.

Horus saw the angle of Angron's mouth. Angron seemed to want to say "Guilliman", but his words did not come out.

【Since you are here,】

Angron looked away from Horus and muttered to himself,

[Then it will be the order of the Lord of Mankind - Come, follow me, and I will take you to his resting place. 】

The Lord of Red Sand sighed,

[Okay, I can imagine that. 】

Immediately, Angron turned around, changed the direction and began to stride forward. He signaled Horus to follow him, and the Wolf Shepherd could only follow him in embarrassment.

This scene might be a bit embarrassing for Horus, but considering that he was still in the situation of hoping to die, but was directly thrown by the Lord of Mankind to save the archangel, Horus decided to ignore his own incompetence.

[You don’t look surprised? ! 】

Horus shouted, and Angron in front of him used his ax and arms like a god of war to smash the stone statues that rushed toward them.

[Are you not worried that I will harm you? 】

This sentence seemed stupid, but it was stupid. Angron showed a helpless smile and roared,

[Only one person will forgive the betrayed Horus Luperkar, and only one person can get close to the fallen Sanguinius - although I really want to give you a beating, but not now. 】

Horus did not reject the idea of ​​"betrayal."

A flash of clarity flashed across Angron's eyes, and he had made his own decision.

Horus came to prove that the Master of Mankind did not intend to destroy Sanguinius.

【It took me a thousand years,】

Angron turned around and swung his ax, smashing the ferocious vampire statues, and blood spattered from the exploded stone statues.

[Trying to resolve Sanguinius's heartache, but it is in vain - the Archangel does not allow me to approach, and his authority is only open to a few people. 】

It's easy to destroy Sanguinius, just send [him] over. That ability is enough to ignore all rules.

Angron's eyelids twitched. It was strange. He could no longer recall the name of his comrade or what he looked like.

But he remembered him deeply because he had helped him a lot.

Did he return the favor? It seems not.

Angron recalled that he had asked him to treat Mortarion well——

Ah, he still remembers Mortarion, the guy who looked mean and dank, but unfortunately he didn't do that. Angron still remembers that kick that felt great.

[...He will definitely leave a place for me. 】

Horus behind Angron said painfully,

【nature. 】

Angron whistled and motioned for the stone sculptures to come up together.

[Even though you have betrayed, even though we all think you are dead - he still remembers you. 】

Angron blinked,

[I think you also want to do something for him to repay this trust? 】

[I will take him back - with loyalty. 】

Horus said, these words made his throat bleed, and the fishy sweetness came back from his throat. Unlike his brothers who liked to eat blood, Horus hated blood.

【That’s right! 】

Angron shouted. He suddenly turned sideways, grabbed Horus, and roughly pushed Horus forward.

Although he was very kind to Horus both in words and in appearance, his actions were extremely simple.

【Sanguinius! 】

Angron shouted, and for a moment the world under their feet seemed to turn into a rolling sea of ​​blood, and countless sculptures rushed towards them with red eyes.

【Sanguinius! ! 】

Angron shouted,

[Look who is coming! ——It’s no longer your jailor Angron, someone is visiting the prison! ! ! 】

Angron suddenly took a photo of Horus. From the corner of his vision, Horus saw Angron's whole body emitting a blazing white light. For a moment, he seemed to be connected to Angron's spiritual world.

For just a moment, Horus felt like he was almost blinded by Angron's inner light.

But the next moment, Horus seemed to hear the doubts and anger deep in the earth.

The waves of blood surged, and the nature that had been detained for thousands of years roared. They slapped the intruders, roaring and vowing to sink them to the bottom of the sea of ​​blood, and suffocating them with rage.

【Shout! Shout Sanguinius! ! 】

Horus gritted his teeth and blood spurted out of his mouth. He saw it! He saw it! That angel torn on both sides! ! !

【Sanguinius! 】

Horus roared, he was still in a state of confusion, logic and reason had not caught up with him, but he was already in the wave of emotion, and blood and tears were shed in his eyes.

[Sanguinius! ! ! ! 】

The Shepherd God shouted heartbreakingly, he couldn't understand, he couldn't understand! ! !

The archangel who betrayed him for the sake of empire and loyalty ten thousand years ago, the archangel who stabbed him ten thousand years ago——

After abandoning him and taking the right path, after paying a painful enough price, Sanguinius! Why are you so embarrassed?

Could it be that in such a huge empire, not even a single Primarch could survive?

[Forget it if I rebel - why do you - why do you - Sanguinius! Sanguinius! ! ! 】

There was no need for Angron to push Horus forward now. Horus ran towards the depths of the sea of ​​blood. The stone sculpture squeezed him and thrust its fangs toward the bloody marks dripping from his face.

[I thought one of us would be able to take the right path - if not me, I hope it would be you! ! ! But why - why? ! ! ! 】

Horus rushed forward, and the sharp fangs were already at his throat, but he had nothing to fear or lose, so he rushed towards the last small bright spot in front of him regardless of his own safety——

A scarlet-to-black shadow enveloped his vision, but then came a cold and merciless light. Horus opened his eyes and saw Sanguinius with his eyes closed and shedding pure tears.

Sanguinius took Horus's hands and lifted him from the ground.

【I'm sorry. 】

Sanguinius whispered, the white feathers behind him so shining and pure, and the sound of gurgling streams and birdsong sounded behind him.

The archangel smiled slightly.

[I understand Konrad Curze now - prophecies always do, but I am glad to see you now, Horus. 】

[At least we can get together again before you and I disappear completely. 】

Sanguinius took Horus with him, and they entered his Garden of Eden.

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【call. 】

Angron exhaled and stared thoughtfully at the white light in front of him that suddenly magnified and then disappeared.

The Lord of Will and Power twisted his neck and listened with satisfaction to the sound of the bones in his neck creaking.

【Finally sent one away. 】

Angron muttered to himself, relieved.

He was happy to see that the Lord of Mankind did not intend to give up Sanguinius, but at the same time he was not happy to see Horus - having said that, this was not something Angron could decide.

Just like the Emperor didn't intend to remove his Butcher's Nails immediately.

What can Angron do? If he couldn't beat it and there was no greater loss, he had no choice but to accept it.

He looked away with a slight sense of relief.

But it's not time to relax yet.

Sanguinius' conscience accepted Horus, which meant they had a chance to bring back Sanguinius's light side.

But that doesn’t mean its bloody side has disappeared.

Angron looked up and saw that the space created by subspace and spirit began to collapse, and the cracks were twisting and opening like a spider web.

The remaining balance between light and darkness was shattered.

There is still a tough battle to fight next.

But Angron knew that his reinforcements had already arrived. Although he was sometimes puzzled by the absurdity of the Lord of Mankind, the Lord of Mankind was not stupid.

Breathe deeply, breathe deeply.

Mobilize your power, Angron felt himself becoming lighter. The real world was calling him. The power of heaviness and exhaustion emerged at the same time. He slowly opened his eyes——

I saw a big, ferocious, pale face.

【……】

The scarlet-outlined golden pupils collided with the turbid amber pupils of white mist,

Both of them were speechless.

【……】

The poisonous mist exhaled by Mortarion's gas mask sprayed onto Angron's face.

The hair like insect tentacles on Mortarion's forehead touched Angron, and then stood up in front of Angron, who was sitting on the chair in the form of a meditator.

[It doesn’t look like it’s alive. 】

Mortarion said slowly and logically, and then Angron heard a roar that was heartbreaking and almost desperate,

【Angron? ! ! ! Angron! ! ! ! 】

The blue storm rushed over violently, knocking away the slender ghost in front of Angron.

Mortarion coughed a few times in dissatisfaction, but Guilliman, who was already in tears, ignored him. He rushed to Angron, and held Angron's arms with both hands filled with runny nose and tears.

【? ! 】

Angron met the surprised Guilliman's eyes.

Guilliman's mouth trembled, his eyes widened,

[He, he is dead? ! 】

【Dead. 】【I'm alive. 】

Two voices sounded at the same time, and the corners of Angron's mouth twitched. He didn't want to pay attention to Mortarion's inexplicable cold humor at this juncture.

He reached out and took Guilliman's arm, then slowly stood up.

Oh, it hurts.

Angron listened to the screams of his own bones and dropped Guilliman's hand from his shoulder armor.

Guilliman just stared at him blankly, his lips trembling, tears flowing, and there was no image at all.

Perhaps no one knows what a deep friendship Guilliman and Angron forged during the time when the three Primarchs were in power——

Although Angron's office efficiency was inefficient in Guilliman's eyes, at least he was not as distant and unapproachable as Sanguinius.

At many moments, on nights when many stars dimmed, it was Angron who patiently listened to Guilliman's doubts and confusion and comforted him.

It's been so long.

It has become almost unrecognizable.

Angron laughed and looked at Guilliman, who looked majestic and proficient in psychic abilities in front of him. Guilliman now looked more suitable to be a king than Sanguinius back then.

[Long time no see, Robert Guilliman. 】

Angron laughed and gave Guilliman a hug, patting Guilliman on the back with all his strength.

What a pity, Angron thought, Guilliman's combat power has grown so fast now? He can't shake Guilliman now?

Angron let go of Guilliman.

No, it should be simply because he was too tired.

[I know you will come back to me - you will always come back, you will always complete the urgent and urgent regulations on your schedule. 】

Guilliman's lips trembled. Angron still felt the same as before. He was still a reliable and mountain-like warrior.

But he is old, old enough.

[I said I would definitely come back. 】

Guilliman's voice trembled;

[Make up for the mistakes of the year. 】

[Then let us work first. 】

Angron said lightly, then he turned around and saw several others.

In front of the altar, which was shaking violently and seemed about to break the seal, he saw Mortarion with a foul face, Waldo who looked like a sculpture, and——

Angron frowned in confusion,

[Do you look like this, Hardy? 】

He couldn't say the full name, so Angron just stopped at the second syllable.

"Well,"

Hades said, the silver scythe emerged from the black mist, why did Mortarion have the leisure and elegance to joke with Angron and Guilliman just now - because Hades is here to control the field.

When some people have a quiet time, there are always people who carry a heavy burden and move forward, such as Hades.

"I guess I can explain, but not now."

Hades stared at the Iron Maiden on the altar. Countless scarlet spikes pierced into the Iron Maiden, and thick blood slowly flowed out.

The iron maiden was shaped into an archangel with wings folded on her back. Thinking of the beings imprisoned inside, this scene was extremely strange.

"He is connected to the entire faith field of Baal, and what else - I think the Lord of Mankind gave Sanguinius most of the fallen faith at that time?"

"I think I can crush him. As for swallowing him whole... I can try."