Abyss Demon of All Realms

"In that case, in order not to let you die in the hands of others, let me kill you."

In such a speech, Angron raised the weapon in his hand.

But at this time, a tall figure descended from the sky again:

"Angron, give him to me."

After seeing the other party's appearance, Roja Dorn immediately gritted his teeth: "Horus!"

As for Sanguinius, there was a rather complicated look in his eyes.

As early as a few days ago, with the help of his own predictive ability, he kept seeing a repeated picture.

He died at the hands of his friend, Horus.

Right now, seeing the opponent's appearance, he knew that the time had come.

And what I foresee is about to become a reality...

On the contrary, when Horus faced Sanguinius, his expression was quite complicated.

In his heart, Sanguinius is his best friend, bar none.

Even, when he was running for the Warmaster, he felt that the position should belong to Sanguinius, and he was just taking advantage of it.

Looking at the figure of Horus, Angron originally didn't want to ignore his request, after all, didn't he want to lose face?

But soon, he felt that there was something wrong with the gazes of Horus and Sanguinius.

"Why does this have the taste of being crazy about men and women..."

Thinking of this, Angron's expression immediately changed slightly.

In the end, after hesitating again and again, he pointed the huge sword in his hand at Roga Dorn not far away, and said provocatively, "Then you will be my opponent!"

For this, Rogar Dorn immediately felt insulted.

There is a feeling of being picked and picked.

Not much to say, just fight with Angron directly!

Chapter 537: Stop

Seeing the fierce fight between Angron and Roja Dorn, Horus, who felt that Angron was taking pride in himself, stretched out his left hand to Sanguinius with a very happy expression:

"Sanguinius, give up your insistence and join me. If it is you, I am willing to share the power with you!"

Ignoring his bewitching, Sanguinius still shook his head:

"It has nothing to do with interests, I have my own beliefs and ideas."

"...Then I'm sorry."

Knowing that it was pointless to persuade, Horus sighed slowly, and could only point his weapon at the opponent.

The two best friends started a battle to determine the outcome and life and death...

At the same time, in all corners of Terra's war-torn wars, battles broke out between different renegade Primarchs and Loyalist Primarchs.

Some of them had no enmity in the past, but have resentment recently, and some, like Angron and Rogar Dorn, have always been blind to each other.

Excluding the two Primarchs who died during the Great Crusade, and Robert Guilliman who was being locked up in the small black room by Rogar, all the Primarchs have already gathered together...

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In the deepest laboratory of the palace.

Even though sitting on the [subspace suppressor] and being unable to move at will, the Emperor also understands from the situation he can perceive through his own psychic ability that in the case of an absolute disadvantage in numbers, even if the loyalist Primarch and the loyalist space fighters have Tai The support of local firepower will definitely not last for too long... After all, most of the loyalists among them have been backstabbed by the rebels beforehand, and most of the Primarchs also went into battle with injuries, so he must come forward Only then...

Beside the emperor, the prime minister - Malcador saw the situation in various parts of Terra through the screen, and he also clearly realized how difficult the current situation is.

If there is no external interference, it is only a matter of time before the defense line set up by the Loyalists is completely defeated...

Thinking of the situation after the fall of Terra, Malcador's face couldn't help changing slightly, and he also had a decision in his heart...

"Your Majesty, the human empire needs your power now, so let me maintain the [subspace suppressor] for you..."

Looking at the other party who took the initiative to say this, the emperor nodded after being silent for a while and said:

"……it is good."

He understands that with Malcador's strength, as long as he puts on the [subspace suppressor], there is basically no chance of getting out alive, and Malcador himself knows that very well.

Therefore, when speaking, Malcador must have already prepared to sacrifice his life.

As for his decision, the emperor did not persuade him, even though the other party was his deputy, his friend, and the pillar of the human empire.

But his importance is still not comparable to that of Terra, which is the center of human civilization.

In the eyes of the Emperor, personal relationships are never as important as the overall interests of human civilization.

No matter how much Malcador has contributed to the human empire over the years...

It didn't take long.

After completing the preparations, Malcador successfully replaced the emperor and sat on the golden [subspace suppressor] as a whole.

The moment he went up, he felt the vitality, spiritual energy, and even the soul of his whole body, as if being continuously sucked by a huge mouth that devoured everything.

The face that was originally full of blood and vitality immediately turned pale, as if it was a serious patient who had been lying on the hospital bed for a long time.

And Malcador's strong and vigorous body also became thinner at a speed visible to the naked eye in a short period of time.

As for the emperor who had just stepped down from the [subspace suppressor], although his complexion was much better than that of Makado, his face was still full of tiredness.

When something went wrong, he first had a big fight with Eric Taranis, a powerful [Demon Prince], and then he sat on the [Subspace Inhibitor] without stopping, and forcibly closed the space channel. I have supported the equipment for nearly two years by myself!

so consumed.

Even as the most powerful psyker that humanity has ever seen, the Emperor is a little bit hurt.

At the very least, three or two days is far from enough to recover!

In the current period of time, there is obviously no time for him to recover.

If you don’t move, some important areas of Terra will be captured and destroyed by the rebels, and some loyalists will die, and the human empire will lose a few pillars again...

So, after drinking a few bottles of enhanced convalescent potions, the emperor walked out of the laboratory with a weapon in hand, and began to suppress the rebellion...

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At the main gate of the palace.

The city walls and gates, which were originally majestic, neat and clean, with only traces of guns and cannons, had already been cut into pieces by unknown forces.

A large number of corpses were scattered all over the place like paste.

There are loyalists and rebels among them. As for the specific cause of death, without exception, they are all due to not knowing their own position, trying to intervene in the battle between the Primarchs, and being harvested by the Primarchs like leeks. Little life.

Right now, after an extremely fierce battle, Sanguinius has fallen into a pool of blood and is struggling to get up again. His originally white and flawless wings have also been stained with blood.

As for Rogar Dorn, after being hit by Angron's sword several times, his body was almost chopped into several pieces, and he couldn't get back up immediately. A large number of internal organs even flowed out of his body, leaving only his breath and eyes to prove that he was still alive. did not die.

"Your strength is very strong. If you hadn't been blessed by the [Magic Raising Ceremony], the outcome between me and you would have been four or six points at most..."

Holding the sharp blade in his hand, Angron looked at the unwilling Rogar Dorn, and evaluated the opponent's strength leisurely.

After speaking, he raised the bloody weapon in his hand, intending to behead Roja Dorn.

The same as the Primarch, he knew very well that the Primarch's life was very hard, so it was better to cut off his head.

Not far away, Horus, who had gained an absolute advantage, also raised his weapon, wanting to give Sanguinius the final blow with regret on his face!

the next moment.

Before they swung their sharp blades down, two golden pillars of light flew directly from afar. Before they could react, they gave them a powerful blow and sent them flying thousands of meters away like rag dolls. Forcibly rescued Rogar Dorn and Sanguinius!

Looking at this scene, many space fighters and mortal auxiliary troops around who had more than enough energy but not enough energy immediately shifted their gazes to the direction where the golden light was galloping towards.

There, a figure in golden armor was walking towards here quickly.

Without any words, just looking at the opponent's figure, all the opponents felt a huge pressure like Mount Tai.

"Emperor..."

For a moment, the minds of countless rebels who witnessed this scene were captured instantly, and their momentum and confidence in their hearts were also weakened by three points out of thin air.

Chapter 538: Siege

"boom!"

In violent vibrations.

In the distance, the direction where Angron fell.

A whole section of the city wall was made of special metal and weighed hundreds of thousands of tons. Under the strong wind, it was like a stone thrown by a trebuchet, and it smashed towards the place where the emperor was.

The emperor didn't pay any attention to this, and only gave emergency aid to Sanguinius and Rogar Dorn, who were already dying, with anger, and activated part of their vitality with psychic power, forcing them out of the line of death walked out.

When that piece of city wall was about to hit the emperor firmly, the golden light surrounding it just flickered slightly, and that piece of city wall was broken down into countless invisible powders, just like the gasification after being exposed to the sun. Like ice cubes.

In front of that golden light, the special material of the city wall, which was strong enough to resist the bombardment of space battleships, was destroyed without playing its due role at all.

However, as the section of the city wall disintegrated, Angron who was hidden behind it was also revealed.

Relying on his own strength after ascending to the devil, he resisted the emperor's golden light while laughing wildly, as if dragging a mountain range, he raised the giant sword in his hand and slashed towards the emperor.

"Emperor!!"

His roar contained infinite anger and resentment, and with the slash of this sword, he only felt that his whole body was incomparably smooth!

There is a feeling of swaying one's own resentment.

At this moment, he had been looking forward to it from the bottom of his heart since he was forcibly taken away from Nukoria by the opponent!

Thinking of this, the power in his hand also began to continuously strengthen, causing the giant sword in his hand to display a strange rainbow light!

Faced with Angron's furious blow, the emperor's expression could not help but flash a trace of solemnity, no longer turning a blind eye as he was facing the city wall, and the golden sharp blade in his hand directly gave the fierce attack mercilessly. hit back!

At the same time, the emperor also divided part of his attention, covering Sanguinius and Rogar Dorn with their backs to him with his spiritual energy, and teleporting them to the safe area.

The next moment the two sent away.

The figure of Horus appeared at their original position without a sound, stretching out the sharp claws on the metal glove in his hand that gleamed with black light, trying to grab the Emperor whose back was facing him.

They directly formed a pincer attack with Angron, who was in charge of the frontal attack!

But his silent sneak attack was not hidden from the emperor after all.

Without any panic, the emperor's other hand, which was not holding the sharp blade, clenched into a fist, and punched Horus!

The next moment, when the power of the three parties gathered together for a fierce collision.

The strong psionic energy is like a fiery plasma storm blown from a star.

The violent energy and high temperature directly wiped out everything nearby, and when the strong light bloomed, countless mortals who were watching the battle seemed to be staring directly at the stars at close range without applying protection. Both eyes directly produce temporary blindness or even permanent blindness.

When all the brilliance slowly dissipated, and the scene in it was revealed again.

I saw the three of them staring at each other standing on the huge void with a diameter of several kilometers, and all the surrounding substances disappeared.

And the sinuous and dark space gaps like centipedes spread to the horizon with that hole as the center.

In the battle between the three of them, Terra's originally incomparably tough space-time structure has been punched with big cracks.

Even with its special structure, Terra still needs a not-too-short period of time to restore it to perfection.

Looking at this situation, recalling the power of that blow just now, the Emperor couldn't help but frown slightly.

He understands that these two evil sons of his are different from the past in terms of strength, and are no longer opponents that can be easily defeated.

And Angron and Horus also frowned slightly.

Originally, after gaining brand-new power, they all felt that they had full confidence, but just now the scene where the emperor firmly received the full attack of both of them made them understand that the situation was far from as simple as they thought.

Just when they wanted to make another shot.

There was a sudden movement in the cracks in the surrounding space!

Under the gaze of everyone, two arms covered with scales struggled to stretch out, and then from the outside to the inside, one left and one right grasped the edge of the slowly healing space gap, forcibly closing the slowly healing gap again. expand!

Just like that, another tall figure also appeared in front of them.

Eric Taranis!