From Titan Corporation to the Empire of Man

Boom—boom—! !

As the battle between the two Primarchs intensified, the central square of New Argo was engulfed by a fierce vortex of battle.

The pink, purple and golden spiritual energy impact was like a broken sky, raging and spreading uncontrollably in all directions, tearing through the air and crushing everything around.

Every collision of weapons was accompanied by a deafening roar, as if the entire battlefield was shaking with the battle between "God" and "Devil".

The ground in the square cracked, buildings collapsed one after another, and flying debris scattered like raindrops.

This earth-shattering and fierce battle forced the 2nd Assault Platoon of the Emperor's Children and the Sons of Mankind to evacuate urgently, away from the core area of ​​the battle.

To avoid being swept away by the surging psychic energy, the Emperor's Children and the Sons of Man quickly dispersed, passing through the war-torn ruins, with explosions ringing in the background.

Meanwhile, as the battle raged, the veterans of the Emperor's Children finally came to their senses.

"Their" sight was filled with chaotic creatures and heretics, and they "fought" with them.

It seems that this group of veterans of the Emperor's Children have made up their minds to return to the arms of their "father" and the empire.

But there are also many of the Emperor's children who have long been swallowed by darkness and corruption, and completely betrayed their former oaths and glory.

Although the veterans did not directly fire at these brothers at the first moment, the emotions deep in their hearts were extremely complex and entangled.

When the veterans discovered that their brothers, who had completely fallen into the abyss of desire, were trying to continue wreaking havoc in New Argo in order to satisfy the endless emptiness in their hearts, their inner dissatisfaction finally erupted.

The former "comrades-in-arms" and "brothers" became enemies, anger and unwillingness spread like a raging fire, and the boundary between veterans and fallen brothers became increasingly clear.

"For the Emperor!"

"For glory!"

As the roar resounded, the "civil war" began to break out.

"They" took up weapons and killed each other, blades and light beams intertwined, blood splattered in the air, and the once close relationship was instantly torn apart by blood and hatred.

Those Emperor's children who attempted to return to the right path no longer tolerated their brothers who had fallen into depravity, and were determined to completely eliminate them from this corrupt battlefield.

The entire war suddenly became more chaotic and bloody, as if the heaven and earth were offering the final sacrifice for this bloody battle of "betrayal".

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The sudden change caused the remaining 2nd Assault Platoon to fall into a moment of shock.

"What are you all standing there for?!"

However, Tarvitz's voice pierced through the chaotic battlefield, his tone full of anxiety and determination.

He had been rescued by the Primarch by this time, and he and the Terminator team had successfully escaped from the fierce battle between the "Gods and Devils" in the central square.

Tarvitz, with his helmet unfolded, stood on the ruins baptized by war, his eyes burning with determination, and his voice was like a sharp blade, piercing all the silence on the battlefield:

"We should take this opportunity to counterattack and retake the occupied areas! For humanity and for the empire!"

"For humanity!" The 2nd Assault Platoon responded in unison, their voices sonorous and powerful, with endless determination and strength.

"For the Empire!!" The soldiers' voices echoed on the battlefield, interweaving with the explosions in the square and the roar of psychic energy into a passionate war song.

This glorious counterattack was launched under the command of Tarvitz.

As the remaining 2nd Assault Platoon launched a charge, the soldiers rushed towards the Chaos forces' positions like a torrent.

The enemy, which seemed to have the upper hand, was caught off guard by the sudden "rebellion" and the counterattack of the 2nd Assault Platoon.

At this moment, the light in the sky suddenly changed, as if countless stars were falling at the same time.

Groups of airdrop pods descended like meteors, making the entire sky unusually brilliant. Hundreds of thousands of airdrop units and combat equipment broke through the air, like a sword of judgment falling from the sky.

The Emperor's Children were doomed to fail.

Fulgrim's arrival meant that the 1st Company of the Sons of Man and the Primarch's elite fleet had also arrived in low-Earth orbit above the city of New Argo.

In the "Meteor Shower", there are more than four thousand adult Astartes, tens of thousands of Hell Paratroopers, elite veterans' airdrop troops, and countless biological and mechanical weapons.

Once these combat units reach the surface, no matter how many troops the Emperor's Children have, it will be of no avail.

After all, they themselves were caught in uncontrollable civil strife.

And those millions, or even tens of millions of demons and chaotic creatures will not obey orders and dispatches, they only want to act according to their instincts.

At this stage, the 1st and 2nd Companies of the Sons of Man, as well as the Primarch's direct troops, are all present in person, and the Emperor's Children veterans are also slaughtering them, so the best option for these guys in the current situation is to escape back to the Warp as soon as possible.

Once the Primarch of the Sons of Man is pulled out, they will face "catastrophe".

The most important thing is——

Swish—shua—!

With a flash of blue light, the Glory Guard of the Sons of Man, namely the Phoenix Guard, directly used the Sojourner-class short-distance transmission device to "teleport" to the position of the 2nd Assault Platoon and joined the counterattack.

The three hundred Phoenix Guards were second only to the Primarch in the Legion.

Their arrival undoubtedly injected strong confidence and strength into the remaining 2nd Assault Platoon.

The counterattack, which had originally shown signs of weakness, suddenly became unstoppable.

The wave of counterattack was surging, and the Emperor's Children, Chaos creatures, and heretics were defeated one after another under the fierce attack of the Sons of Man.

The battle that broke out on New Argo seemed to be coming to an end. Blood and fire were intertwined. The Emperor's Children were completely "exhausted" and fell into the crushing of the Imperial frenzy.

Clang——!!!

With a shrill metallic cry, the air seemed to be torn apart by a sharp blade.

Pfft——! !

Then, the sound of flesh and blood tearing rang out, echoing throughout the entire New Argo City.

Then, as a strong flash of light appeared, the central square seemed to fall into a suffocating silence, and space and time seemed to solidify and stagnate at this moment.

The chest of the demon Fulgrim was pierced directly by the flaming scimitar, and the hot blade ruthlessly cut through the corrupted muscles and internal organs.

The flames raged at the edge of the knife, burning its corrupted flesh, bringing with it waves of stench and raising a puff of black smoke.

Fulgrim's left hand also grasped the demon Fulgrim's right arm, and he exerted force violently -

Sizzle——!!

A horrifying tearing sound resounded through the sky as the right half of the demon Fulgrim's body was torn apart by Fulgrim's pull, and corrupted fluorescent blood splattered like a fountain.

The "flesh and blood" on the right half of the body instantly became deformed and twisted, like a piece of rotten garbage. Under the scorching flames, it melted into black liquid and splashed onto the ground, turning into a pool of horrible filth.

"Roar----!!!"

Then, the demon Fulgrim screamed in pain, his roar was like tearing thunder, filled with endless anger and despair.

Its voice was filled with a strong sense of fear, no longer the kind of frenzy filled with chaos and depravity.

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Fulgrim said nothing, his eyes remaining cold as usual.

He gently waved his right hand, and the arm holding the flaming scimitar swung like a whip, throwing the twisted body of the demon Fulgrim not far in front of him.

With eyes devoid of any emotion, he looked down at this fallen being, and his gaze was filled with scrutiny of its fallen fate.

Fulgrim stepped forward, his powerful and calm aura as oppressive as a mountain.

Then he raised his right foot and stomped hard on the chest of the demon Fugen.

He lowered his head, an expression of indescribable pity, and looked quietly at "him" in another universe.

Then, Fulgrim said in a calm but compassionate voice:

"Rest in peace, may your soul be forgiven by your father."

Before he finished speaking, Fulgrim once again raised the flaming scimitar, the blade flashing with dazzling golden flames, and rushed towards the demon Fulgrim's neck like a divine punishment.

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Moreover, the sharp blade carries with it an inevitable fate, and rays of blazing light seem to burst forth from the blade.

"No - no - I am Prince Slaanesh - I am the true god -"

The demon Fulgrim's roar almost tore the space apart, filled with extreme anger and fear. It struggled frantically, trying to avoid the destined fatal blow.

But it knew that no matter how it resisted, it could not escape the shackles of its fate.

Logically speaking, as a demon who was promoted to the Demon Prince, Fulgrim should have already surpassed the limits and become an existence comparable to eternity.

Any "hero" who embarks on the road of chaos will pursue the so-called "deification", get rid of the mortal body, and become the enemy of all material worlds and a member of the eternal space.

This also means that countless lives and souls are destined to be slaughtered and sacrificed, or these "heroes" will become chaos eggs and end their journey to become gods.

It is an extraordinary Primarch, a "demigod", and a Prince of Slaanesh who was promoted to a demon. Even if it is severely damaged or even killed in the physical universe, it will only be expelled into the warp.

All you need to do is gather your strength and wait a little, and you can continue the cholera reality.

However, the demon Fulgrim keenly sensed at this moment that Fulgrim's flaming scimitar would bring not only death, but also complete "dissipation".

If it is killed by Fulgrim himself, everything it possesses, all the depravity, corruption and blessings will disappear forever, and those fallen souls and endless dark forces will no longer be able to attach to it, and it will become completely nothingness.

It stretched its limbs frantically, trying to break free from Fulgrim's grasp, mumbling words mixed with cries of fear.

But no matter how hard you struggle, you still can't change the direction of your fate.

Fulgrim's movements were simple and deadly, and the scimitar in his hand carried an irresistible power, like a true judgment from heaven.

Puff——hiss——!!

The flaming scimitar easily cut off the demon Fulgrim's neck.

Whoosh——Boom——~!!

The scimitar pierced through the chaos-corrupted flesh, bringing with it a burst of burning golden light.

Wherever the blade passed, countless flickering golden flames burst out like annihilated stars, illuminating the entire square and even the entire night sky of New Argo.

The huge body of the demon Fulgrim was devoured in an instant, and the flames burned its body to ashes.

The blood, flesh, and soul seemed to be completely purified at this moment. The golden flame representing pure spiritual energy devoured everything, leaving no trace of even the deepest corruption.

Yet Fulgrim remained standing, his right foot firmly on the last piece of the corrupted remains, letting the flames rage around him.

In just a few seconds, the demon Fulgrim was completely reduced to ashes and completely dissipated in the fireworks of this divine punishment.

The flames died out, leaving only smoke and dead silence in the air.

Fulgrim still stood, the glow of his blade shining on his armour, illuminating the majestic majesty of a true son of the Emperor.

If at this time, you choose to look down at New Argo from the sky, you can find that the rhythm of the entire war has become "slow" with the fall of the demon Fulgrim.

Both the Emperor's children and the sons of men could clearly sense the demon Fulgrim disappearing into thin air, and thus fell into a brief state of "stagnation".

But soon——

"Crush and chop up those bastards!"

“Hahaha! Die! Die!”

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The Sons of Man were in high spirits, and although they did not like to get hysterical, they were just like the Space Wolves, so the entire New Argo was filled with metallic war cries.

On the other hand, the Emperor's son seemed to have accepted the reality calmly.

Those Children of the Emperor who wanted to continue to indulge in the pursuit of extreme excitement, pain and pleasure either died at the hands of the Veterans and the Sons of Man, or hurried back to the Warp.

As for the Emperor's children who wanted to return to the arms of their "father" and the empire, they chose to lay down their weapons and just stand there, waiting for the final judgment of their "brothers (sons of man)".

The channel connecting the subspace and the physical universe, that is, the beam of light in the core of the city, also dissipated with the fall of the demon Fulgrim.

This group of prestigious veterans among the Emperor's Children naturally cannot return to the Warp through ordinary means.

Furthermore, countless auxiliary troops, Hell Paratroopers, elite veterans, and all kinds of weapons and armored units belonging to the Sons of Man are rapidly seizing the occupied areas ravaged by Chaos and dealing with the heretics and chaotic creatures that are also "stranded".

The sound of gunfire continued.

at this time--

Boom, boom!

The sound of heavy footsteps echoed along the main road of New Argo.

Fulgrim, who had successfully "killed" the demon Fulgrim, walked towards the Emperor's Children veterans who knelt on one knee to salute him, protected by the Honor Guard, Tarvitz, Rilano, and a group of Sons of Man officers.

Fulgrim frowned slightly and glanced at the group of "offspring" in front of him.

It seemed that he didn't know how to deal with the Emperor's son whose body was severely deformed and twisted, but who had come to his senses and returned to the right path.

The most important thing is that he cannot be sure whether this group of "descendants" really want to return to the human side.

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at the same time.

The demon Fulgrim thought he had completely disappeared, but after being killed by Fulgrim, his consciousness fell into endless darkness.

Until a familiar yet unfamiliar voice rang in its ears:

"Welcome to hell, kid."