The Sun King's Evidence

Sulia began her journey of defeat.

She was cut into two pieces by Corrupted Rayne using the Nemesis sword.

She was smashed into a pulp by Mjolnir.

She was reduced to a fireless ashes by the psychic storm.

She was swallowed by the black hole, completely erasing all traces of her existence.

Sulia was no match for Corrupted Ryan. Sulia, who was already in poor condition, was killed many, many times.

However, Ryan also seemed to have expected that there would be such a day. The highest level spiritual pattern given to Sulia by the original body of the Gray Knight allowed him to share life with the female knight. As long as Ryan did not die, Sulia would not die. The female knight would do it again and again. She died and was resurrected again and again, her soul was fixed and would never leave.

It's just that for mortals, immortality may be the greatest gift and luck, but when faced with being killed over and over again by Corrupted Ryan and constantly resurrected, Sulia's spirit almost collapsed. A kind of torture, but also a kind of relief.

Surya couldn't find a way to defeat Corrupted Ryan. The sword of Lyonnais could not penetrate Ryan's defense. Even getting close was very difficult. Ryan's power was too powerful, especially after receiving the blessings of the Four Gods of Chaos. , is still under the control of Tzeentch. Compared to Lane, who only has twenty or thirty years of spell-casting experience, Tzeentch's spell-casting experience is incomparable to even the oldest and most filthy existences, let alone the Emperor.

She was killed again and again, turned into ashes but resurrected again and again. When Sulia was resurrected again, all the Emperor's Blessed Plate Armor on her body was finally destroyed, and the Emperor's Blessed Jewelry on her body was also in the battle. Shattered, now all that is left of the female knight is herself and the sword of Leonese in her hand.

The originally extremely pure ocean blue eyes had lost their light. Even after being resurrected many times, Sulia's soul was extremely exhausted. She knelt on the ground weakly just after she was resurrected.

Miss? Emperor? Or someone else?

Sulia gasped for air and looked at Corrupted Ryan standing in the distance like a god in the colorful flames and hundreds of thundering lights. The female knight habitually wanted to move towards the gods, faith, and something. Others prayed for salvation.

But the next second, Lidya Su smiled bitterly.

Everything is a lie.

The emperor's confession made Surya give up. In fact, the female knight knew very well that she was the emperor's tool, so how could she not be the lake fairy's tool? In the eyes of the goddess, she may simply be an official prostitute. She is just a rope used to tie Ryan, a collar used to control Ryan, and a baton used to hold Ryan down.

Now, the only thing that supports Surya in fighting is the remaining love between her and Ryan, the mutual affection that was confirmed in the chocolate workshop in the alien activity area of ​​Ulthuan Lothern.

In the workshop filled with the aroma of chocolate, the sweet smell echoed in Sulia's mouth again.

But, there is no way to go back to the past.

The happy and beautiful past passed by.

For a moment, Sulia seemed to have returned to Ulthuan, back to the workshop, back to the moment when she and Ryan hugged each other, making and tasting chocolate, but now she was alone, and Ryan was no longer there.

Hallucination?

Sulia may have known that this was an illusion, but the female knight couldn't help it after all. She kept crying and breathed in the sweet air in the workshop, recalling the sweetness of the past.

"You seem confused, my brother and sister." An extremely brilliant golden figure stepped in, with golden armor and white wings. His face was flawless, and his brilliant blond hair hung from his ears. His words were so beautiful, in the dazzling light. There is also deep love in the sweet words.

"Brother Sanguinius?" Sulia's eyes widened. She was angry at first. The female knight tried hard to wipe away her tears and subconsciously wanted to draw her sword. There is no good thing in the Imperial Palace!

She held it empty, the sword of Lyonnais was not at her waist, and she did not have any weapons on her body.

"Do you still hate me and your father?" Sanguinius' gentle and jade-like tone caressed Sulia's injured soul. The holy angel smiled brightly, without any reservation: "I learned the truth. , you must feel very disappointed and extremely cruel, right? I'm sorry, I am here to apologize to you on behalf of my father, on behalf of all my brothers, and on behalf of the entire human empire."

After speaking, Sanguinius extended his hand.

I don't need your false apology! Surya opened Sanguinius's hand with force. The female knight wanted to angrily tell Sanguinius to take back your false apology, I don't need it.

However, when she saw Sanguinius's eyes, Surya could not say such cruel words.

The angel was sincere, and so was Sanguinius's apology. Even with Surya's rejection, Sanguinius showed no sign of anger. The smile on the angel's face was gentle, and his white wings brought light to the dim world. To the endless light.

"I can understand your disappointment, really." Sanguinius continued: "I have been confused, I have been in pain, I have been separated from everyone, and I have understood the truth of everything. I know, My father was just using us, but that doesn't affect me, I still truly regard him as my father."

"Even if it's not equal?" Lidya Su said coldly: "Love is mutual."

"No, love is selfless. Sometimes, when you give love, you don't really get anything in return." Sanguinius smiled: "Love is not possession, my brothers and sisters, you must be able to feel and understand it, Ryan , your goddess, your father, your brother, your son, and even the human compatriots and foreign compatriots in the entire Knight Kingdom, they are all fighting endlessly to protect the entire world, right? It may be difficult for you to accept your father's idea at first, but carefully Think about it, isn’t what he did the goal that you and Ryan have been working hard for until now?”

"..." Lidya Su was speechless.

"I once separated from my heirs and my brothers. We once suffered together, laughed together, and fought together." Sanguinius recalled from the heart: "After I learned about my mission, I went there without hesitation. Holy Terra, just to meet my final destiny."

"I know, I heard Ryan say that you tried to defeat Horus, but lost to him." Sulia nodded slightly.

"Yes, we are separated, maybe forever." Sanguinius reached out his hand again. He gently pressed Sulia's head and her golden hair. The angel smiled and said: "I Fallen, but my brothers are still fighting, my heirs are still fighting, and my father is still fighting. My fall has brought them the key to victory, even if we are separated forever, even if we have disappeared. , and they will always be able to see me in their memories.”

"My brothers, my descendants are still the same as before, fighting with me for the survival of mankind, for love and courage, and for the light. I will always be with them." The shadow of Sanguinius grew cheerfully. Laugh: "Under the darkness, light will always remain."

"Light, eternal? Even if we are separated, we will always be together?" Sulia murmured to herself.

"The fire is still burning, the blood is still not cold, brothers and sisters, you will never walk alone." The power of Sanguinius poured into Sulia's body continuously: "We entrust everything to you, Sulia, as Father said, you are the only hope to save Ryan."

Behind the angel, more than a dozen phantoms appeared one after another.

The Primarchs arrived one after another.

In ten thousand years, there has never been such an event.

The Primarchs are using their own power to save their brothers!

"You still like to talk about truth so much, Sanguinius." Zhuang Sen's shadow walked out of the darkness. The Dark Angel's original body glanced at Sulia, snorted coldly, and stretched out his hand: "Hurry up, I'm in a hurry."

"I think it's time to revise my speech, Sanguinius." Fulgrim's phantom appeared, and the Emperor's Son Primarch laughed heartily: "But you can't be compared to this birdman, you Are you right, Lidya Su?”

"Go and beat up that idiot brother, brother and sister." Leman Russ showed his wolf fangs: "I can't wait to watch Ryan get beaten up by you. Remember, hit the fleshy one." Fight somewhere.”

"Everything is left to you, Surya, go and stop Ryan and prevent the tragedy from happening again." Angron strode out and laughed. The original World Eater glanced at Sanguinius: "All good words. Let Sanguinius speak, I won't."

"Courage and honor, Surya, this is your mission. Unfortunately, I can only help you in this way." Imperial Regent Roboute Guilliman smiled: "Try to accept it. Any setbacks will be dealt with." You cannot suppress the fire of human hope and the light of your heart, just follow your own heart.”

"Future generations will grieve without taking note of it, which will also make future generations grieve again." Magical Little Mag's face was solemn, and his remaining eye was full of wisdom: "Everyone understands what they understand, and it doesn't matter if they don't understand." Method."

"Don't give up your faith at any time, it's the source of your strength." Luo Jia clasped his hands with compassion: "I hope Ryan is okay."

"Don't let the sacrifice be meaningless." Vulkan stared at Sulia: "Don't let everyone's efforts be in vain."

"Victory...or death." Clarkson descended: "Never...surrender."

Every Primarch (except Jonson) smiled, and Sanguinius glanced into the distance: "You're here too."

A tall Primarch with a typical prairie atmosphere and a rough and heroic air, with complicated braids, a goatee, and a white scar on his forehead arrived: "Sanguinius, you are a sentimental little bird, you are conscious of justice. Bull, how could you forget me? At the moment when brothers gather together, I will return like lightning from the end of the world, and my white scars tell me that it is time to come back."

"Welcome, Khan, welcome. It would be even better if Dorne were here." Sanguinius laughed heartily.

So warm, so touching, and once again, everyone is whole.

"Dorne can't come, but we still have one more person left." The White Scars Primarch Jaghatai Khan smiled bitterly: "Wait for him."

"It's okay." A familiar voice sounded.

Among the light and flames, the phantom of the Gray Knight's original body, Ryan, strode forward. He looked at his brothers and his wife. The whole body of the original body shone brightly and smiled at everyone. Tears filled his eyes: "Brothers, thank you! Lidya Su, this is all I can do."

"There is no need to thank you. Even if it spans tens of millions of years, even if it spans the galaxy, even if it spans life and death, even if it spans dimensions, Sulia and Ryan, we will always be with you. This is my wish. "Sanguinius injected his power into Surya's body: "In the cold universe, only love and courage can keep us hope forever."

"We are always with you!"

The power of the 12 original bodies was injected into Sulia's body at the same time.

"Now, go." The voices of the original bodies sounded together, and Sulia returned to the Temple of the Ancient Saint in the subspace.

Only a moment passed, and the demonized Ryan on the opposite side was still baring its teeth and claws. It seemed to know that it could not kill Sulia, so it just stayed on the spot and observed what Sulia was doing, without rushing to attack.

It missed the perfect opportunity. When Sulia stood up again, everything had changed.

The sword of Leonese was infused with the power of twelve primarchs at the same time. How could such a mortal thing compete with the sun and the moon? The sword exploded almost immediately.

In the grotesque and infinite madness of the subspace, the power of the twelve original bodies from the supreme sky was continuously injected into Sulia's body. A bright supernova was burning. The explosion of the sword of Leon Nasai did not frighten Sulia. Leia lost her weapon, but instead, the overwhelming energy caused Excalibur to reform with the power of the stars and the power of the Primarch.

A brand new holy sword comes to the world.

The subspace storm turned into billions of white horses passing through the nebula and the void, lighting up the black hole. The echoes of the white horses neighing together enveloped the entire ancient temple, so that the subspace reverberated, and the hooves of billions of horses trampled the body of the Chaos Demon. , the blue-white storm that penetrated the planet gathered into thunder and flames, wrapping Sulia.

A sword stuck out of the storm. It was flawless and white, with a whirlpool of burning runes covering the blade. The blade was transparent and without any decoration. The sword grid was also very simple, just a pair of pure white wings. .

However, when Sulia swung her sword, the thunder released from the blade blasted away Corrupted Ryan's defense like a meteor, plowing a ravine on the surface of his body.

The Holy Sword - the Alliance of Angels, which was forged by the power of the twelve primarchs, was born.

The battle resumed, and the battle between Corrupted Ryan and Surya destroyed the entire Ancient Holy Temple, shattering the floor and statues.

"Brother! What should I do!" Sulia gained the power to compete with Corrupted Ryan, and she shouted anxiously in her heart to Sanguinius.

"There is a Varan Stone above Lion's left chest and below his shoulder. It is the source of Tzeentch's careful creation and corruption of Lion. You must destroy it." Sanguinius whispered.

"clear!"

Feeling the power in her body, Lidya Su was extremely calm at this time.

Wait a minute, Ryan, I'll rescue you right now!

"Dance of the Void!"

The figure of the female knight turned into light and shadow in the void, and launched a series of fierce attacks towards Corrupted Ryan. The power of the original bodies on the Angel Alliance forced Corrupted Ryan to temporarily avoid the edge.

The first sword, Thor's hammer, was deflected.

The second sword, the blade was blocked by the Nemesis.

The third sword flashed into a shadow.

The fourth item was a direct hit to the chest without warning.

Under Sulia's violent storm of attacks in an instant, Tzeentch screamed angrily. Ryan was still resisting. He could not control Ryan's body well. The evil god only felt Sulia's series of fierce attacks. Like the flapping wings of a hummingbird, from the first strike to the last strike, Dance of the Void achieves something every time.

Until Sulia held onto the Angel Alliance.

The last sword!

The flashing light and shadow came in an instant. Tzeentch wanted to avoid it, but Ryan's will took effect. The original body stopped his body for a moment, and in an instant the Angel Alliance passed through Ryan's body.

The Varan stone shattered.

"NO!!!" Tzeentch screamed in utter rage.

"It's done!" Sulia was excited in her heart, and the female knight was about to cheer for victory.

However, Tzeentch forcibly controlled Ryan to make his last move. He raised the Nemesis and swept the blade across his neck. Ryan's head flew directly from his neck, and the blood of the original body spurted out several times. Mi, her body snapped and fell to the ground.

Thor's hammer and Nemesis fell to the ground one after another, emitting an echo like a death knell, and Tzeentch's voice of coexistence of joy and anger sounded: "I can't get it, and no one can get it! Heeheeheeheeheeheeheehee!"

The evil god was gone. There was something here that could threaten him. He gave up. The other three gods of chaos also gave up. Sulia won.

But Ryan died.

Sulia looked at her husband's body in horror. In the subspace, in the Temple of the Ancient Saint, Ryan fell, and he was killed by the evil god.

The female knight couldn't accept this reality. She wanted to cry, she wanted to vomit, and she wanted to be angry.

It was obvious that she had gained all the power of the original body, it was obvious that she had won, and it was obvious that she had saved Ryan.

But Ryan died.

Sulia knelt down, the corruption faded away, and she held Ryan's head in her arms.

"Ryan, are you cold?"

"Don't panic, Ryan, I succeeded. We won. Even Tzeentch was defeated by me."

"Ryan, why don't you speak?"

"I understand, you are homesick, Miss and Devonshire."

"We go home, we go home."

Just as Sulia was about to get up, she suddenly discovered that a haggard old human man, wearing a black robe and with white hair, appeared behind her at some point. He looked so old that There was every reason to doubt whether he could still walk, but the violent golden spiritual flame on his golden double-headed eagle scepter was burning brightly. The spiritual flame was stronger than any spiritual flame Sulia had ever seen. Be warm.

"Who are you?" Lidya Su didn't recognize the person.

"Don't panic, my daughter-in-law." The old man squeezed out a wrinkled smile towards Sulia: "Ryan will not die. Although I don't want to see it, I have already prepared a back-up plan, just to Deal with the situation.”

"You can call me Lord Foster, or you can just call me by my name, Malcador, the magic pattern - Malcador."

The old man snapped his fingers, and Ryan's broken body reorganized instantly. The original body spat out black blood and gasped: "Huh, is this what it feels like to be dead? It's really weird. I'm back, Sulia."

"It's too bad here, kid, get up and let's move to another place."

"I have some truths about the Emperor, the Primarch, and the Eternals that I want to tell you and Surya."

"Otherwise, these secrets will be buried forever with my passing."

It took me five hours to write this chapter, but I feel like there are still a lot of things that are not expressed in place, but there is no way. The pace of daily updates of online articles is like this. Sometimes it is difficult to craft it carefully, so I can only reluctantly publish it.

Many people say that different people have different answers to what is the core of Warhammer. I believe that all readers have their own answers in their hearts after seeing this, so I won’t go into details.

I wish everyone a happy 2077 and Double 12!