Warhammer: My Mother Sanguinius

The moment the smoke enveloped the battlefield, Horus had already reacted.

He first ordered his Terminator veterans to shoot in the direction most likely to launch an attack. The high-speed rotating brass bomb came out with a sharp whistling sound that tore the air, leaving a trail of hot carbon molecule vapor. A swirling passage.

However, there was no sense of feedback after hitting the opponent.

As if a smoke grenade exploded, Sanguinius, a fully armed Primarch over four meters tall, turned into a ghost and disappeared from the battlefield. Horus's heart beat violently, and this pressure made him feel excited. At the same time, a familiar feeling appeared in his huge, shiny bald head.

Have these things happened before?

In a trance.

Such a feeling emerged uncontrollably in Horus' head.

It was so strong that it made his stomach twitch, the corners of his mouth sore, and he almost vomited uncontrollably.

What the hell is going on?

What have I done, will I kill each other with my blood relatives?

Horus flawlessly thought about it and could only reluctantly put this abominable and twisted feeling behind his mind. The boiling black mist was torn apart by a pair of ice-white wings, with flying golden hair, red pupils, and a noble face that was as beautiful as the scorching sun, making it difficult for people to look directly at it.

She is coming!

The Emperor's angel comes with a sword.

Boom!

A red sword light exploded, and these Gastrin Terminators, which were fitted with the highest parameters, were split in two like rotten wood. Blood sprayed out from the broken chest like splashed ink, dyeing the angel's wings. A touch of scarlet.

boom!

Horus responded with a warrior's roar.

He swung the Worldbreaker war hammer in his hand and smashed it towards the angel's waist, which had relatively weak defense.

The angel's movements are incredibly agile, like a nimble dancer.

She harnessed the storm, turned around amid the howling wind, and swung the huge warhammer away with the hilt of the Dyeing Red Blade. At the same time, a fierce sword thrust towards Horus's lower jaw again, and Horus used the sharp claws of his left hand to block.

boom!

Two powerful power weapons collided together.

The decomposition stance roared loudly, and the surrounding air was naturally distorted by this force.

"I won't give up so easily!"

Horus roared.

He concentrated his mind and pressed his burly body forward like a Titan. Sanguinius pushed forward as well, the muscles in his arms tensing. The collision of pure power lasted for several breaths, and then Horus felt an irresistible force crushing him.

boom!

The decomposition stance twists and bursts.

Horus staggered back three steps before barely standing still and maintaining his figure.

There was a strange look on his face, and his eyes were wide open in surprise.

This power——

In every sense of the word, this angel is a bit too perfect.

The powerful mobility brought by the wings, the ability to predict bullets easily, and the terrifying explosive power displayed at this moment. Even from those glowing blood eyes, Horus noticed a trace of spiritual power that was not released. This power was so strong that Horus only had the power of his father, the Emperor, and Magnus. I noticed it on my body.

Wasn't her father too partial when he created her?

The thought came to Horus.

But then, he shook his head to get rid of the slightly jealous emotion.

He truly regarded each Primarch as his brother. He was excited about the power displayed by Sanguinius at this time, and looked forward to fighting side by side with the angel on the battlefield in the future. Just thinking about that scene made people feel excited and couldn't help but feel excited.

certainly--

This is all for the future.

The most urgent task is to determine the winner in this simulated battle.

Sanguinius pushed his brother back, then charged forward again without mercy. Horus dodged sideways, trying to distance himself from the angels, relying on the remaining heirs on the battlefield to create opportunities for himself, and then turn the tide of the battle.

But his actions have been seen by the angel.

Chance--

Although it was fleeting, it was firmly held by the angel.

The moment Horus dodged sideways, Sanguinius spread his wings, turned back violently in a way that violated the laws of physics and the human body, and instantly bullied him. Her center of gravity sank, and while using her wings to maintain balance, she spun around and accelerated, and the hilt of the Red Blade slammed into Horus's chest.

boom!

This move was very powerful.

Horus's Terminator armor was forcefully smashed into a downward-dented hole, and cracks spread around it. A sharp pain pierced his heart and lungs, leaving him breathless and his eyesight turning black.

He subconsciously threw away the Worldbreaker warhammer in his right hand, took out a heavy twin bolt gun and was about to shoot.

But when the barrel of the gun was raised in the air, the movement of his hand stopped.

Sharp blade.

At this time, it was pressed tightly against the bottom of his throat.

The crimson blade became huge and long and narrow in the field of vision, and at the end was the angel's ethereal face. There was a smile on the angel's face, a very small smile, but it could still be seen that she was in a good mood at this time, enjoying the fruits of her hard-earned victory.

"You are the most powerful opponent I have ever faced."

The angel slowly retracted the sword and stretched out his hand to pull his brother up. "If you were not distracted at the last moment, I should be the one who loses in this battle."

"Forehead……"

Horus recalled the various terrifying talents displayed by his opponent on the battlefield.

He immediately shook his head and smiled bitterly, "I feel that even if I try it again, the possibility of me winning is very slim. Some of your characteristics are extremely special and powerful even among our brothers."

"Yeah--"

The smile on Sanguinius's face gradually faded, and two strands of curled hair hung down against his face.

"Haha!" Horus came over and patted Sanguinius on the shoulder. If this was one of his brothers, he might just put his arms around the other person's neck and laugh and curse. But the aura of Sanguinius was too ethereal and sacred, making it difficult for people to be frivolous and unrestrained in front of her.

But even so.

Horus could still feel that the distance between the two had become much closer.

Although Ruth is reckless and cunning, he also has his own philosophy of life. Between warriors, a fight is the fastest and most effective way to close the relationship.

"I will look forward to fighting alongside you on the battlefield," Horus said with a wink.

"me either."

Sanguinius looked up, a bright smile on his face.

This smile made the Wolf Shepherd God of the Sixteenth Legion full of joy, but unfortunately, this joy did not last long.

When he walked out of the room of the "Thinker", he saw a group of Astartes warriors who were watching the live broadcast intently. That emotion took a 180-degree turn, from surprise to fright, making the Wolf Shepherd God's heart almost stop on the spot.

"Aba→Dun↓, you little brat, don't run away if you have the guts!"