Warhammer: My Mother Sanguinius

laugh!

Purvis ducked sideways to avoid the powerful and heavy blow.

The long sword and the battle ax stuck together tightly, and the fierce friction caused large swaths of sparks to burst out.

"Whenever you choose to attack your opponent, you must leave some room to spare." Purvis's serious voice came. He took a step back, then turned around and slashed. The dark sword blade left a long and narrow scratch on Kano's chest, and little bits of blood seeped out.

If Purvis was holding a power sword at this time.

Well, Kano should be down by now.

"continue!"

The two of them each took a step back and distanced themselves.

Kano seized the opportunity and slashed Purvis's shoulder with the sharp blade in his hand, but the latter easily dodged sideways.

Click!

Purvis lifted the blade of his sword upward.

Kano remembered the lesson he just learned, pressed down the handle of the ax in his hand, and successfully blocked.

Purvis was far less tall than Kano, but he was incredibly strong. Kano felt that this move could easily split the Baal Fire Scorpion's armor. Even if he successfully blocked it, half of his body felt numb.

Collision.

Memories from the past continue to come flooding back.

——

He was sleeping in a closed blood coffin.

It is said that he is in a deep sleep, but it does not mean that he has lost consciousness, but is in a state of being half asleep and half awake.

He had heard from veterans of the Sixteenth Legion that Astartes' transformation surgery was full of risks. The whole process would take several years. Sometimes, even a hundred excellent recruits might not be able to successfully give birth to a Space Marine. .

But the transformation surgery performed by the Ninth Legion was different from that of regular Astartes monks.

They take blood meals to implant the gene-seed into their bodies.

At the same time, while sleeping in a blood coffin, the natural growth of strengthened organs is guided through arterial injection. Because before the transformation surgery, the blood of the original body was taken. Therefore, the adaptation rate of the first batch of Space Marines from Baal is higher, and the speed of transformation surgery is also greatly accelerated.

And Kano——

Cano is different than most recruits.

He is a psyker with a special talent. He is not sure whether this unique talent is working. While the blood coffin was sleeping, he saw something.

It was an angel wearing a hood and pure black wings.

——

boom!

The moment the battle ax and the sword collided.

Cano seized the opportunity and hit Purvis' chin with a left hook.

"That's right! That's what you have to do in battle, do whatever it takes and seize every possible opportunity to destroy your opponent."

Purvis raised his eyebrows, with an expression of admiration on his face, but this smile only lasted for a blink of an eye, and seriousness once again occupied all his expressions: "But your intention is too obvious, not only can I not treat your When the enemy inflicts damage, it will reveal its flaws.”

boom!

A powerful and heavy kick kicked Kano in the lower abdomen.

Kano bent over like a shrimp, and large mouthfuls of sour water poured into his mouth due to muscle spasms. The pungent taste went straight to his forehead, but he swallowed it hard in one gulp.

"Do you want to continue?"

Purvis stopped moving in his hands and asked softly.

"continue!"

Kano stood up and took up his attacking stance again.

He swung the battle ax forward and slashed forward, colliding with the sword in Davis' hand, causing a brief stalemate. The moment the two looked at each other, Purvis was not sure whether it was an illusion, but he saw a pure black light in Kano's eyes.

boom!

Kano's power suddenly became wild.

Like a horse starting to gallop, the unquestionable power almost overwhelmed Purvis.

——

A third memory emerged in the dream.

has become blurry.

But Kano still remembered some general information. He was in a cruel battlefield like purgatory.

There were corpses everywhere, and blood was flowing like a river. The walls and squirming flesh twisted together, and some monsters a hundred times more ferocious than mutants ran in the dark corridor, screaming in excitement. Putrid ichor dripped from the cracked ceiling.

Blood, noise, whispers, violent desire to kill——

Countless intense sensations.

Roaring in Kano's consciousness, the black clouds expanded and tore apart, something was missing, and his heart became empty and ashes.

He is fighting!

Fighting with an invisible shadow.

The monster was so twisted and tall that it contained enough evil power to destroy the galaxy.

He waved the blade in his hand furiously and roared angrily.

But anger cannot hide the inner flaws.

Something is missing!

what exactly is it! ?

laugh!

A cold blade pierced his eyes, and Kano felt his perspective flying up into the air uncontrollably, constantly rotating.

In the bloody quagmire, he saw withered white feathers.

boom!

The battle ax in Kano's hand was picked up by the long sword.

After flying a distance of more than ten meters, the ax blade was inserted diagonally on the floor, and the long handle trembled slightly.

"Among the new recruits, you are considered to be one of the better ones."

Purvis gasped, and there was a bloody scratch on his chest, which was scratched during Kano's wild outburst. It was a power rarely seen in other Astartes, even though Purvis had served for nearly a hundred years.

The little guy in front of me does have extraordinary potential.

Purvis stepped forward.

He stretched out his hand to pull Kano up from the ground and helped him pat the dust on his butt.

"I have to thank you for your teaching. I think this battle will benefit me for life." Kano shook his head and broke away from those trivial and unclear illusions.

With a smile on his face, he patted Purvis on the shoulder and said sincerely:

"I'm also impressed by your strength. To be honest, when I was on Bawei, I often boasted that I was a powerful warrior, but it wasn't until I came here that I discovered that there are people outside the world and there is a world outside the world. I was like that back then. , It’s just a stupid frog looking at the sky from a well.”

"Ha ha!"

Purvis laughed heartily and naturally hooked Kano's shoulders.

Like most of the XVI Legion, he comes from the gang world of Corsonia and is naturally good at dealing with men.

"You don't have to be so modest."

Purvis said seriously, "To be honest, you soldiers from Bawei surprised us veterans. Some of them are as strong as monsters, such as that Ladoron, you know him ?"

"Of course I do."

Kano raised his eyebrows and asked curiously, "He is the leader of our tribe."

"That guy..." Purvis said in an exclamation tone, "If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would never believe it. He had just completed the transformation surgery and participated in the first battle. Then he defeated seven members of our legion in a row on the ring. A veteran, it was our company commander who took action in person, and was able to defeat him with difficulty."

"This is too exaggerated!"

Kano himself was shocked. The old enemy he had known for more than ten years suddenly became a little blurry in his memory.

"It's not an exaggeration." Purvis said with a wry smile, "Among the more than a million Astartes, there will always be some guys who are as powerful as monsters.

For example, Akulduna, son of the Phoenix of the Third Legion, could defeat a legion veteran in the blink of an eye. Legend has it that even if the original body wanted to defeat him personally, it would not be easy. There are also people like Abaddon, Sejanus, and Asimand in our legion, all of whom have unique skills. "

The two of them came to the bathroom and prepared to clean up the sweat on their bodies.

But Purvis' footsteps suddenly stopped, and he looked at the soldier sitting on the steps in front of him with a mop and a large golden sword in bewilderment.

This man has a broad build and a muscular back.

He was only wearing a loincloth with a Corsonia-style war oath written on it.

The pale skin is covered with scars left by the war, and a braid is tied up at the back of the head with a silver ring.

Who is Abaddon, not the First Captain of the Sixteenth Legion?