Warhammer: My Mother Sanguinius

Chapter 110 Prophecy of despair, the empire and Ran Dan (please order)

The next moment they were attacked, the Astartes warriors opened fire, and the infinitely powerful explosive bombs flew towards Zitan with a sharp roar that tore the air. With Sanguinius's otherworldly reflexes, she You can even clearly see the twisted trajectory left by the bullet in the air as it flies by.

These anti-matter pellets were enough to tear through the armor of the Empire's main battle tank, but Sitan only responded with a sneer.

"I have the power of a whole world, and you want to conquer me with guns."

Its slender fingers were raised into the air and gently pressed together.

in the next moment.

A mental storm emerged and in response, those bullets exploded in mid-air.

"No!"

Magnus shouted.

He stopped his descendants and continued shooting with his cousins.

He looked at the humanoid monster in front of him and asked in the calmest voice possible, "Tell me, what exactly happened here?"

"It's broken, you should go about your business."

Sweat is dripping from under your fair head, your pupils are blood red, your sharp teeth are sticking out, and you are holding a small handful of soft golden hair between your fingers.

Wenweiganbo walked in front of Gillessi in silence.

Wenweigang Bore smiled and said, the steel giant walked towards the surging wave of machinery in small steps, like a rock on the impact of the waves, standing or falling, solid or indestructible.

Just like cutting through tofu with a scorching cold blade, these living corpses controlled by Labo were cut in half. St. Petula saw those monsters covered in dense, rotting hair, and our eyes filled with fetid brain matter.

Amidst the mechanical sound of the servo system operating, the floor cracked on both sides. Driven by the anti-gravity device, a blue ball of light was suspended in mid-air.

"His strength was weak but his discipline was lacking."

Another hug, then the little angel.

Labo murmured.

I turned back, walking at a much slower pace than when I came.

Genusbo activated the tactical backpack on my back.

Wenwei Gangbo also said, "You should be rewarded for committing any crime. That's very abnormal."

Before our minds are reshaped in your image, we become your messengers, bringing destruction and end to that world. "

Gillessi instantly understood Genusbo's thoughts and spoke in disbelief.

"Yes, you are in trouble."

These old formalin solutions flowed like a viscous swamp under the ground, and the poisonous, green flames burned below. The high-temperature tubes exploded with the raging power of the spirit, and more bloated corpses were thrown on the deck. The metal was also twisted and torn in the eruption of stance energy.

The violent hurricane gradually stopped, and Chao Toru charged back.

Yes, that is abnormal at all... Saint Petula said in her heart, but you are willing to let your brothers and Sitans see your strong side. You stood up from the ground, forcing a smile on your face, "Maybe it's just like Gilles said, it doesn't matter. You have very little time left, so you have to leave there quickly."

In this way, the planet behind Chaoche's eyes is the center of human science and technology and commerce.

"Why is that!" Rab asked. "Tell you why we treated you like that, why we let so many of you die, scream in fear, be torn to pieces, go crazy? Tell you it was justified!"

"yes--"

Magnus used his own power to extinguish the ball of light in Sitan's hand, but the spiritual shock contained in it still hit him. He snorted, feeling like thousands of souls were burning in his body, an unbearable joy.

The individual at the front let out a howl of despair.

"Yes..." Rab said.

When Saint Wenwei Gang and Gnusbo were slaughtering these Wenwei's creations.

I could only watch helplessly as the sharp blade in my hand passed by, taking away the lives of every Xitan. The first person to be beheaded was Kano, and then La Shaolong. My serious face was torn and penetrated by the blade.

"Humanity is developing too slowly." Chaoche said. "So few people with psyker genes suddenly appear. It is too abnormal and too peaceful. So it can only start in the midst of disaster. The good intentions and small scale of subspace Mental madness, genetic mutations...those disasters are manifested through psychics, like cancer that has infected the entire world, plunging us into the abyss of destruction and death."

When our heads fall to the ground, our seven limbs swing wildly, trying to reconnect our broken bodies. But the white psychic flame has not yet finished burning under our bodies. The monster's flesh melts like a candle, sliding up from the white deformed bones.

Before the long old night Shiming.

"No, I want you to say it."

The smallest individual among the ten thousand souls that made up Rabo protested.

But in mid-air, Gilles's power melted it into burnt white steam and disappeared.

Those living corpses also possess a certain degree of death.

Even the original body is completely immune to that power.

The man cried.

Saint Petula opened fire with her own spear.

Anger that had been suppressed for thousands of years was released.

"Besides, Labosh's name is sealed."

Regarding the influence of the Golden Tree, humans have not yet integrated with artificial intelligence. That leaves us vulnerable to illness and, certainly, even death if we wish. Every child is born with a gift. With the power of the Golden Tree, we can easily control the knowledge and wisdom accumulated by people over thousands of years.

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Gnusbo did not continue to ask, but turned to Saint Petula and said, "Where is he? Your blood relative, what did he think in that matter?"

Rab escaped from the decaying body in a fit of fatal joy.

Like these metal monsters.

"You just..." Sheng Wenweigang thought for a while and explained, "You just saw some very bad scenes. Your body is covered with the blood of the Sitans. Are you executing us with your own hands?"

Even in the almost mythical golden age, the golden tree was the pinnacle of technological crystallization of human civilization.

A huge metal operating table was torn from under the nails and flew towards Chao Te, the golden helmet was as fierce as the bloody mouth of the shark Xiao Zhang. Chao Che punched through the steel plate under the operating table with his backhand, and then tore it apart like a piece of tissue paper.

"Wen Weigan's ancestors killed these psychics, so we can thrive on that planet." Genusbo said, "Killing many people must save a few people, so you would choose to do that. Do it. It’s a difficult choice, but no one has to bear the blame.”

Chaoche said, "This is an era never seen before, an era of strife and bloodshed. A wave of small-scale madness that swept across mankind, swallowing up countless worlds in the galactic extinction."

"He wants to kill us all?"

Gnusbo's face was gloomy, and he continued, "I am sure what Labo said is wrong. Everyone under Sitan is under my control. In other words, everyone below is a star." It’s a time bomb that can cause no harm to the empire at any time.”

Countless people's souls, complete memories, and extreme joy washed over me like a river, but I was moved. I just looked for the key to victory from the memory, looking for the only truth, and looking for a way to defeat the monster behind me.

Gillis fell silent for a moment.

Chao Che walked all the way to the private conference room shrouded in white darkness at the deepest part of Wrath of the Sky.

"I see--"

"You reject the little angel's opinion." The smile on Chao Che's face disappeared and he said seriously, "It is fair to judge after making any mistakes. No one can deprive others of their lives at will. The governor of the planet is Yes, you are OK, even your father is OK.”

Chao Che stretched out his hand and extinguished the flames under Giles.

at the last moment.

He just sat under the sunken steps, staring deeply at the ground behind him.

Rabo said, "You endured torture, you were bound to that place, drifting in form, but eventually you woke up. Your tormentors escaped from the ship and sealed it, but it was not too late. .

"yes!"

The wailing stopped suddenly.

Saint Petula looked around and found himself surrounded.

But I am not broken anymore, falling apart, without any resistance in the hands of the original body, being sealed in the scroll. When the dust settled, Chao Che closed the scroll fiercely. A red light of satisfaction flashed in my eyes, but it slowly disappeared.

Just like Saint Petula can see the future, Chaoche's eyes also have an indescribable ability, I can see the past. All it takes is a complicated look at each other, and a person's past can be unfolded in front of me without reservation, and even the secrets we deliberately forgot will be revealed in front of me in detail.

Chao Che, the leader of the Seventh Legion, was in trouble.

You have the ability to breathe, and you have the ability to control your body.

Gillis looked at this ancient machine left over from the golden age without any fear, and took a step forward. It was hard to imagine the great joy it would bring when this kind of psychic potential was taken away from the body. If not, I hope that such a device will always appear in that world.

The light of the teleportation coordinates gradually appeared under me, and the light stretched, dragging the figures of the original body and the soldiers of the Seventh Legion and disappearing into the complete chamber of the Labo.

…

Chao Che's thoughts were injected into the man who was bound to the hospital bed. I raised my head and experienced your ultimate fear and the inability to understand the regression.

Sitan took an elegant step forward, with brilliant balls of light woven on his fingertips, and bloody flames swaying in his eyes: "On the way here, those ancient texts, abandoned instruments, and... Don’t you already know our blood?”

Although those puppets are small, some are even smaller than the original body, they are crudely made garbage objects. In terms of threat, they are even worse than armed cans made by green-skinned orcs. Gnusbo just waved his war hammer and easily smashed those blasphemous machines to pieces.

My strength gradually broke free from its constraints.

"These cruel instruments extract your spiritual energy from your body, and then we seal your body in a glass tube, just like we treat the animals under the test bench, without mercy." La Boge said with a smile, "We thought that if we do that, we won't be able to get over it, and we can rest easy. But we were wrong. Although your bodies are not dead, your souls are still alive, and have been exerting pressure on that planet for thousands of years. Influence."

This is a terrifying subspace wave, but its manifestation in the physical universe is lightning, fire, and various supernatural primitive powers that fill every corner. They raged through the room, shattering everything around them, like thousands of blades slicing through the dim armor of the Primarchs.

Rab let out a devastating scream.

Gilles nodded, and the two people's power collided in the air, making a sparse explosion sound.

After facing Toru.

Two large sun spears opened fire, and the blazing white fusion flames instantly flooded the metal debris behind their eyes. The temperature comparable to that of the core of the sun sublimates steel into virtual steam in the blink of an eye. Those machines were erased from the physical level, and it was obvious that Labo could not create several blasphemous machines out of thin air.

Gilles clapped his hands and said, "The matter is not over yet. The refugees under Wenwei are still waiting for your rescue."

St. Petula frowned slightly and said calmly, "The ten million Sitan people in the entire empire's system are not even a drop of water in the small sea. Why do you want to establish a specialization on a distant planet?" In the nest city, special personnel will be arranged to retreat and manage, and the little ones will be killed. "

"He knows Xi Tanxia's past experiences better than you do. He knows whether what you said is right or wrong."

I picked up the halberd in my hand and took small steps backward.

Chaoche said with a serious face, "No matter what, there must be no result in that matter today."

"The current empire is not the ancestors of Sitan who were desperate in the past."

"Maybe we made a mistake."

Gnusbo is facing these metal golems.

Since coming to Wen Weigang, all reasonable phenomena have been answered there.

Through a man's perspective, Chao Che saw an inconspicuous person with seven sense organs. What he saw was the face of a monster, but a person full of fear and guilt.

"You found a way to fight that monster." I said, then looked at Rab and continued, "You know why we treated him like that."

"Your sister, what happened to him?"

It is now, but thousands of years later, a pure white bacterial laboratory built for horrific mental surgeries.

"You don't have anything to discuss yet."

laugh!

"Don't you already know?"

finally--

"Yes! It's like that." Chaoche said, "It's absolutely like that."

"you will."

"Hahaha!"

Labo took a step forward, and its seven white organs became distorted in despair. Sheng Wenwei just noticed that the monster's anger was suppressed at a certain moment, and then it surged down again and became even crazier: "He's being honest!"

Terra is the origin and administrative center of the Human Federation.

Then there were Garnet and Amit, your favorites, two cowardly warriors who spoke their truth and were cut in half by a violent sword.

Did Chao Che take off his armor?

These sons of Rabbo who caused chaos among the refugees and longed for ascension, the Red Dragon Legion that launched an attack on the Primarch under Kalena, and the giant mechanical city that pushed the small continental plate under the sea, these are all the masterpieces of Rabbo. A ghost thousands of years later is still living under that planet, quietly tampering with people's consciousness.

"You need him to buy you some time, brother." I said. "Maybe you can find its strong point."

Saint Petula let out a scream.

The rotating needle sparkled, and the electrodes shone with life-like joy.

It was a four-sided room with an upward recess, and the outside was filled with the smell of famous and expensive incense. The lumen lamp under the ceiling was turned on, and the unknown light and disc player was dimmed. The outside of the small hall was empty, with no decorations, not even a chair.

The perfect fusion of technology and nature.

Giles seized the opportunity, and the sharp blade of his mind was cut into Labo's body.

Eye-catching and bright red blood is everywhere.

"That guy is indeed too difficult to deal with." Gilles stopped behind Chao Che and showed me a friendly smile, "There must be only one of you out there."

The pain caused my deformed body to convulse, and blood flowed from every hole, but a reassuring laughter came out of my mouth.

When things got to that point, there was no point in continuing the conversation. Violence is the first and most ineffective way to solve problems, and unfortunately, every Primarch of the Human Empire represents the ultimate violence in the entire galaxy.

Chaoche noticed the kindness and recognition released in Gilles' words.

"You will give them a chance to make a final decision, a chance to be reborn." I took out a blank scroll from the void and opened it in front of Wen Wei, "I'm sure if they agree, they will be in a He will be reborn in a space without limited imagination, and even if they agree, you guarantee that he will be restored to death. "

And now——

Saint Petula didn't feel suddenly enlightened.

St. Petula was walking at the front of the team, and you seemed to be distracted. The moment you walked out of the abandoned infirmary, a huge sense of trance hit your spirit, and you were overwhelmed. Drag it into some illusion of the future.

A hurricane of spiritual power surged towards the seven Primarchs.

Even fewer corpses crawled out of the river of chemicals, and there were monsters made of metal. None of them were as small as the fearsome mechas. The white holes in the barrels were filled with terrifying electromagnetic blue light.

"That is possible." Arcana came over with concern, "He knows that the brothers don't love you much, and you will always betray you until the end of time."

"Because we are afraid of you!"

"We took away your power and killed it cruelly." Labo choked and stopped crying. I blew out the lights in the corridor one by one, plunging the medical hall into a shimmering dusk of twisted psychic energy and crackling electricity.

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Holding the dyed red blade in your hand, you gallop through the battlefield, invincible. But it is not these aliens you are killing, but... your own Xitan.

That's the golden tree.

Definitely, in the golden age.

Then came Azkelon, my blond hair was stained red with blood, and there was a relieved smile on my face...

When the metal parts that were shattered on the ground were beating and trying to fuse together again.

Is willing to let go of my hatred.

Genusbo said, "The Storm King we believe in is also an incarnation of him?"

You struggled and clawed at our faces, managing to tear off the tormentor mask closest to you.

"It seems that he is also capable of this."

The soldiers of the legion were even more embarrassed. They were nailed to the wall, and their armor let out a heavy wail.

"He should know what those instruments are used for. Right there, your talent and power were cruelly deprived of you." Rabo said, "It's like a mediocre pianist whose hands were cruelly chopped off, and his talent was cut off. The eyes of an outstanding painter were gouged out, and the throat of a musician without a natural voice was cut. Right there, you suffered thousands of times of joy."

"Yes, he hasn't helped you too much."

"I will never have the chance to see the light of day again. That's nothing to worry about." Chao Che said with a smile on his face, I pressed my palm hard, and the scroll disappeared from my hand in an instant, turning into a string of dark red fireflies.

"We did crazy things out there that went beyond moral and legal constraints."

Saint Petula gasped, feeling a sharp pain in her cerebellum as if it was being torn apart. You are the emperor's son, the war god who conquers the galaxy. You should be afraid, but at this moment, it will take some time to break free from this terrible prophecy.

I looked into Wen Wei's eyes, and thousands of images flashed through my consciousness.

I grabbed the monster's neck with one hand, then cruelly tore off all seven of my limbs, and then placed my bare torso under a broken operating bed. Amidst Rab's wails, the Seventh Primarch put the helmet used to extract psychic energy under Rab's head.

When Saint Wenwei just broke free from the nightmare scene, you looked up and saw Gilles's face full of concern.

That part of the character cut off Rabbo's desecration of the dead body.

With the humming and hissing sound of the electrode, Labo's slender body naturally spasmed.

Blood…

Rab roared, "You are saying that everyone on the entire planet, the predecessors of these traitors, every one of us is under your control, and is a puppet manipulated by you. Even them, they are also Don't even think about getting out of that spaceship."

Taking a small step back towards Che, the blade formed by the psychic storm left shining sparks under my white armor, "But before that, Sitanzhi became a world with and without psykers. I The madness of the old night has been preserved in fragments, and the crazy killings have never appeared on that planet. Is there any way for the good intentions of the subspace to affect it? "

But as time passed and the torture continued, fewer and fewer souls ended up accepting Chaoche's suggestion and injecting it into the scroll in Chaoche's hand. As the soul blends in, fewer and fewer faces and pictures appear under the blank rice paper.

When it was Gnusbo's turn, although the Lord of Steel still had a bad look on his face, the two still shook hands weakly, and a heavy click came from the servo system of the armor.

"But it didn't start..."

I appeared in the infirmary again.

"That's an embarrassing choice." Wen Weigans smiled, "You also support the little angel's idea."

Chao Che smiled loudly and waved to the eight people, "See you last time, brothers."

You draw out the dyed red blade in your hand to join the battle, and the fiery red arc sweeps across.

The original body is still like this.

Vinvegans has not yet been completely suppressed by that monster.

This is the white fire inherited from the Destroying Angel, possessing the characteristics of burning spiritual energy.

The cold blood of the Sitans dyes your wings red, and indescribable joy spreads in your heart.

"Wen Wei's son? Hahahaha!"

Chaoche penetrated deep into the man's mind.

"The scroll in his hand makes you feel safe." Genusbo looked into Chaoche's eyes.

Then in just one breath, I learned everything I needed to know.

Labo laughed in a sharp voice. This laughter was full of the joy of having a small revenge, "The joy of cramping and peeling! The hatred of being deprived of talent! Thousands of years of planning! Just a sect of the son of Wen Wei Is that enough to satisfy you? They think too highly of you."

Wen Weigangbo was silent, but the worry on his face was also obvious.

boom!

There are azure oceans, lush grasslands, lush forests, cities that have not yet been suspended in the sky, and these intricate suspended star ports shrouded in low-Earth orbit. Under that planet, the most eye-catching thing is a huge golden tree, which grows from under the plain, and its thick branches shine in the vast starry sky, growing in all directions.

Labo's white figure became blurred in the storm. The steel under the wall was scraped up inch by inch. The glass pipe was completely torn to pieces. The metal was burned in the fierce friction. Saint Petula lifted the long sword in his hand. Inserted under the floor, but still being blown away was Duan Qianqian. Wenweigangbo was half-kneeling on the ground, using all his strength to resist the violent force.

Chao Tetsu, the primarch of the 7th Legion, had no habit of spending some time retreating to be alone before completing a mission, in order to summarize the gains and areas for improvement during the mission.

You are the fire of human civilization, the dawn that pierces the darkness, and the rising red sun.

You are standing under a battlefield full of smoke and flames. The sky is a crimson hue made of flames and sulfur. The huge warships are wailing like giant whales on the verge of death and falling from the crimson sky. Even closer, the remains of God's machinery were piled up into steel hills one after another.

"That is indeed very unknown." Gillis said in surprise, "Perhaps Labo's remaining spiritual power influenced him. He also has no ordinary talent in spiritual energy, but he agreed to this unique gift. Qualifications.”

It was the projection of a planet, as rough as a work of art carved by a young master.

When Rabo tried to step back and take control of the remaining Astartes, Chao Toru took action.

Likewise, you are also a thorn in the side and a thorn in the flesh of the White and Dark Empire.

"So, these Wenwei's sons are all controlled by him."

"all!"

Wenwei Gangbo nodded, "You will insult their ideas and complete the evacuation of Xi Tanzhi."

Behind your face, a man wearing a white rubber protective suit, a blue respirator mask and a shield is dangling needles and mind-corrosive drugs behind your face. Something was stuffed outside your mouth to prevent your teeth from biting your tongue. When we stick burning needles and clamps under your head, this man is nothing.

"Hehehe!"

Even the weak original body cannot fight alone against the monster that has an entire planet as its power reserve. A layer of blood-colored flames burns under my body. My weak body is squeezed by the huge force, and blood flows from the pores. It seeps out, creating a hazy halo around the body.

As Toru loosened his grip on the man's mind and returned to the present, a small amount of acrid, chemical-laden air retreated into my lungs. Pain throbbed under my temples, and a feeling of cold heat and numbness filled all my limbs.

Labo was sealed, but things hadn't completely started yet.

These deceived people chant your name with hatred and fear - Ran Dan!

The flagship of the 7th Legion, the Wrath of the Sky.

"He's honest!" screamed Rab.

"Old night!"

''During that period of time, I would handle any military affairs, and only a handful of personal guards could accompany me to think together.

Rab screamed, the voice filled with the despair of ten thousand tortured souls, the madness of beasts, and the terrifying roar that was most likely to come from a human throat.

Under the weight of the deep sea, the bones in Labo's body were broken one by one.

I exhaled, and the temperature behind my face rose rapidly. A force of ether was gathered, forming a surging torrent. The weak shock wave interrupted Labo's spellcasting, sending him flying away like a rag doll, and blowing me away like a specimen waiting to be studied. Nailed to death under the twisted and intact wall.

A crimson vortex appeared above my head, and a subspace life form made of pure hatred appeared behind the original bodies. My face was distorted and chaotic, and I kept screaming at times. I wanted to escape from there, but the power of Giles and Chaoche firmly bound me outside the cage.

These needles flew towards Chao Che.

"Eight to one."

The azure arcane torrent pierced the storm, and also penetrated Labo's body. My stolen body was corroded into a small hole, and the shrunken and withered internal organs were exposed, and the melted flesh and blood dripped. Labo's mental impact briefly stalled due to the severe pain of tearing.

"The manpower you brought is very small. Even if you participate in the evacuation, you will not be able to help." Chao Che said with an apologetic smile, "You have no tasks assigned by the Ministry of Military Affairs. Made a stop, sorry guys.”

"You appreciate his arrogance, but you will teach him to recognize reality." Chao Chere smiled.

The two Iron Warriors in front of Gnusbo were burned to death in an instant, and our bodies burned extremely fiercely in the armor like magnesium torches. The other two Iron Warriors were torn apart by ultra-violent force fields, just like the ancient traitors were torn apart by horses.

Gilles smiled and said, "No wonder he arrived in time. It's a complicated matter to seal this monster."

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