The Sun King's Evidence

The castle door opened wide, and Ryan and Angron walked towards Chalon Forest one after the other.

Angron took one step at a time. There was only silence on the face of the World Eater Primarch. Angron looked back at Ryan and then at himself. The old farmer raised his fist and looked at his fist. He seemed to be thinking about something, then put it down: "Let's go to Lily Island."

"Brother, what are you thinking about?" Ryan asked with a smile. He strode to keep up with Angron. The original body of the Gray Knight slowly entered the state: "Do you want to spar with me first? "

"Not interested." Angron shook his head: "I just have something I want to tell you at the last moment."

"The last moment?" Ryan frowned.

Angron did not answer, and the footsteps of the World Eater Primarch gradually became faster: "Let us compete, Ryan, who can reach Lily Island faster, how about?"

"good!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a crimson phantom and a silver phantom blasted out like cannonballs and disappeared into the depths of Sharon Forest.

In the distance, a large number of birds rose up from the forest. The thick white snow accumulated on the treetops seemed to have finally been relieved of its burden and fell on the ground.

Chalon Forest is quiet.

Half an hour later, Ryan and Angron arrived at the lakeside of Lily Island.

There is a vast expanse of white between the sky and the earth. Snowflakes are constantly falling from the sky. The surrounding forests and mountains are shrouded in clouds and mist. The lake has been frozen, like a mirror. In the silence, the cold wind howls from It blew through the forest, and the ground was covered with a layer of silver frost.

Ryan and Angron stood in front of Lily Island. The whole world seemed to have entered a silent realm. It seemed that no one was willing to break this tranquility. Angron placed a pair of his beloved artifact battle axes on the ground, and then After inserting the black sword into the ground again, King Slash sat down. He patted the seat next to him and motioned for Ryan to sit down too: "You cheated, brother."

"You didn't specify the method." Ryan was not embarrassed at all. Of course, the original Gray Knight couldn't match Angron in terms of speed, but he could teleport, so he got there first.

Looking at the gorgeous clothes on his body, Ryan thought for a moment whether he would be scolded by Sulia if he got these clothes dirty when he went back. Then he smiled to himself and sat down directly: "Brother? What do you want to say? , tell me.”

"Let's drink Snow Goose Vodka first!" Angron took out two bottles from his arms: "Cheers, Davarish!"

"Cheers!" Ryan took the glass bottle with deep emotion. He took a sip, and a stream of scalding heat flowed from his mouth all the way into his esophagus. The burning sensation went all the way down until the tail rolled and burned, stimulating like a burning fire cooking oil. The senses and internal organs, and then endless comfort spread around, and Ryan let out a satisfied "ouch": "It feels so good."

"I like to hunt in Chalon Forest in winter, and then sit next to Lily Island, grilling skewers, drinking vodka, and enjoying the snow scenery. Lily Island is beautiful, and there are almost no one here." Angron showed his teeth. His eyes were a little blurry: "It was so beautiful, the former Nukelia. The only memories left to me of my home planet are the red rocks, blood, the ancient and bloody arena, and those cruel experiments. I once wanted peace but couldn't. The Butcher's Nail allowed me to only obtain a moment of peace through killing and destruction, but soon I would be tormented by constant anger and desire for killing. The more I pursued peace, the worse I became. There is no peace.”

"Damn the Eldar, damn the Nukelian nobles, and my father's inappropriate way of handling it." Ryan could understand Angron's pain.

Angron lived a life of extreme pain after becoming a gladiator. In his darkest and craziest moments, he used his special abilities to absorb the pain of all the gladiators and bear it all by himself.

When Angron led his brothers and sisters to revolt, they hid in the mountains and had no food. Everyone went crazy with hunger. The gladiators even ate stones. At this time, Angron stood up and cut the With his own wrist, he used his own blood to let his brothers and sisters drink to free them from hunger. He once swore that he and his brothers and sisters would be together in life and death.

However, at the last moment, the Emperor forcibly took Angron away with his teleportation ability, leaving the helpless gladiators to face the nobles who were twenty times more numerous and well-equipped than they were the next morning. army.

After the Horus Heresy, Angron returned to his home planet. Among the valleys, there were only the ruins of the ancient battlefield covered with white bones and overgrown grass. Everyone died, but Angron survived.

Angron the Oathbreaker, Angron the Traitor!

Ryan knew that the Emperor had some kind of helplessness at that time. First of all, Angron clearly refused the Emperor's assistance, and the Nukelian nobles had surrendered to the Emperor at that time. If the Emperor took action against the Nukelian nobles, To some extent, it goes against the Emperor's rules of doing things - you know, even after 11,000 years, there are still a large group of descendants of the old warlords on Holy Terra who surrendered to the Emperor and saved their families and part of their territory in the streets all day long. As for drag racing, as long as these people don't do anything inappropriate, not even the Supreme Lords Council and the Emperor's Imperial Guard can do anything to them.

Angron drank a bottle of Snow Goose Vodka directly, and then he took out the second bottle. Seeing Ryan looking at him with some sympathy in his eyes, he couldn't help laughing: "Hahahaha! I know my business, and I can't offend you. Have sympathy for me, I don’t need it!”

"Then what do you need, brother?" Ryan said casually without drinking so hard. He was waiting for Angron to speak.

"We need to be mentally prepared." Angron was silent for two minutes, and the World Eater's original body said faintly: "Ryan, my brother, do you know how strong the Seed of Destruction is?"

"I'm waiting for you to tell me." Ryan looked like he didn't want to be beaten: "You don't understand, who else understands?"

"When I was the Daemon Prince for Khorne, even though I lacked rationality in most cases, I knew very well that I was no match for the Seed of Destruction." Angron said slowly: "Even at my peak state Not at all."

"Indeed, otherwise we would not have made such elaborate preparations to meet this powerful enemy." Ryan nodded, there is no doubt about this.

"No, you still don't understand, Ryan." Angron raised his fist, and the World Eater Primarch showed his fist to Ryan: "Do you know how strong I was when I was at the peak of the Ascension Primarch?"

"...Sacrifice more than a hundred Gray Knights and finally banish you?" Ryan joked: "Armageddon?"

"That's when I was summoned to the main material universe, and I was not the complete me." Angron shook his head: "How to put it, Ryan, I just said this, rising to the devil is half as strong, whitewashing is three points weaker, you can understand No matter how disgusting the Four Gods of Chaos are, the original body after becoming a demon is much stronger than before becoming a demon. Chaos will make up for your shortcomings and strengthen your strengths in a targeted manner."

"Yes, I understand." Ryan nodded.

"Even when I was at the peak of the Ascension Primarch, I was no match for the Seed of Destruction." Angron continued: "And now, Ryan, I have changed back. I am very grateful to you, but I really In fact, I have become weaker, without the Butcher's Nail, without the power given by Khorne, I am much weaker than the previous demon primarch."

"So, I have almost no confidence in this battle." Angron cast his gaze to the distant sky, and King Sword smiled: "In any case, I want to thank you, Ryan, my brother, for these dozens of Over the past year, I have been very happy. I have gotten everything I wanted, a peaceful farm life, the family love I dreamed of, and my lovely nephew and niece. I am really satisfied. Someone once said, don’t Perhaps I am asking too much to enjoy all the wonderful things at once."

"Brother..." Ryan vaguely felt something was wrong. He was about to say something when Angron waved his hand, and King Slash's face gradually turned ferocious: "If we really can't defeat the Seed of Destruction, then what's left is There's a way out, I'll hold him back."

"I'm holding him back, and you use that black hole trick to destroy me and him together." Angron stood up. King Slayer had never been so determined before. He shouted at Ryan: "Can you do it?!"

"Brother!"

"I asked you if you could do it?!"

"Haha~hahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!" Ryan burst into laughter. The original Gray Knight patted the place next to him and splashed a snowflake: "Sit down, brother, listen to me first, okay?"

"...What do you want to say?" Angron looked at Ryan for a while, then sat down again. He sighed: "I'll listen, I'll just listen."

"I'm telling my brother a story, a story about 'Flying Man' Michael Jordan." Ryan signaled Angron to do well, and he gently told Angron the story of the basketball god Michael Jordan in his previous life. listen.

Angron was quickly attracted by the story of Air Jordan. The epic basketball career of the greatest basketball player made Angron feel extremely longed for.

"Logically speaking, Jordan's first three consecutive championships and the last three consecutive championships are actually almost the same in terms of honors, statistics and personal performance. To a certain extent, his first three consecutive championships are more valuable than the last three consecutive championships. Higher, but why does everyone think that his last three consecutive championships are greater? His last three consecutive championships prove his supreme status?" Ryan laughed.

"..." Angron was silent, but looked fascinated.

"When Jordan came back for the first time in 1995, his personal ability was still very strong, but he was no longer invincible." Ryan said seriously: "His invincible breakthrough is gone, and he can no longer take a random step. In the 1996 Finals, he ran into trouble, averaging 27 points per game. It’s down a notch from the 41 points per game we averaged in 1993.”

"By the time 1997 and 1998, Jordan's speed and explosiveness had declined, his jumping, strength, flexibility and aerial abilities had also declined, as well as his physical strength and energy. This invincible basketball god was facing a comprehensive challenge. At the same time, from 1996 to 1998, his teammates have become more and more stretched, the big bug has completely degenerated, and the second-in-command Pippen has also degenerated from a superstar to an All-Star or even an ordinary starting player."

"The second boss is also very unhappy with the team because of the low salary and benefits. At the same time, too many honors have taken his attention away from the court. Being able to play seriously on the court has already given Big Brother face and favor for many years. The friendship has grown, and so have the teammates in the team. They are either thinking about the next super big contract, or they are slacking off and just want to hang out. There are also veterans who are weak and aging seriously, while their opponents are in the midst of a crisis. The hungriest and thirstiest state, the failure of the previous year gave them unparalleled motivation, and they vowed to take revenge."

"What should we do?" Angron was also shocked by this dilemma.

"Ability has declined, speed has slowed, and the body has gradually declined. This is something that mortals cannot change, but we have to learn to adapt to them and learn to use them." Ryan said with a smile: "Although Jordan's physical condition in the last two years has changed, has declined significantly, but his technology and skills are at their peak. His fake moves are more accurate and his dribbling is smoother. He is very aware of his weaknesses, so he has polished his skills and experience to form a new self and developed With his picturesque behind-the-back jumper, his incomparable wealth of experience allows him to deal with any situation, and the diversity of his skills allows him to defeat any enemy."

"And more importantly, he still has a competitive heart. He is never satisfied, never slacks off, and always desires more." Ryan made a "six" gesture: "In a camp full of injuries, in front of everyone, They were all tired and slack. When the morale of the army was unstable, it was he who stood up with a strong will again and again, dragging his declining body and exhausted spirit. Only then did the 'last dance' end. The game brought a successful conclusion to his extremely brilliant career."

Angron was deep in thought, and King Slayer felt that a wave of blood was being ignited from his chest.

Even if I decline, even if I am no longer invincible, even if I am exhausted, I am still the king! The proudest and most invincible king!

"Brother, I know that your current state is indeed not as powerful as when you ascended to the devil, but you are still you, and your ten thousand years of skills and experience will not disappear, and more importantly, you have found the goal of fighting. , Whether it is for me, for Sulia, for everyone in Red Fish Village, or for Devon Hill and the others, you have a goal, and more importantly..." Ryan continued: "You have freedom."

"Freedom." Angron repeated: "Freedom?"

"Choose to stay, choose to be an old farmer, choose to help me take care of Devon Hill, choose to come back, choose to face the Seed of Destruction, these are your own decisions." Ryan spread his hands and smiled: "Compared to you in the Great Crusade era and the Demon Ascension era, you have nothing. You don't have your group of bloodthirsty personal guards. You don't have the hundreds of fifty thousand World Eaters warriors you have. You don't have those demon lackeys and cards. Well, that crazy son, you only have your small farm, but you have freedom."

"You are not fighting alone, brother. You have me, Surya and Devon Hill, Fulgrim who is far away in Lustria, Russ who doesn't know where he is, and Guilliman Senge. Les Jonson, there are also those mortals fighting side by side, brother, you are not alone, try to believe in them, rely on them, try to prove yourself, prove to everyone that you are still the feared Ange Lang, prove your glory and strength!"

Angron closed his eyes, and he could feel that the depression in his chest had dissolved.

Yes, I am free, I am me, I am Angron, I am no one's slave, I am no one's lackey, I am me, even if my strength is not as good as before, the Seed of Destruction can never defeat me!

Angron stood up, laughed loudly, beat his chest hard, and roared, and the winter snow forest swayed in the voice of the original body: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

"Thank you, brother." Angron felt comfortable. King Slasher stretched out his hand to pull Ryan up from the ground, and suddenly asked: "What about you? Brother? Are you embarrassed to talk to me? You have been arranged by your father from the beginning to the end. Obviously, if you say that to me, don’t you have a goal yourself? What are you fighting for? "

Ryan was stunned. The original Gray Knight suddenly felt a little shaken when Angron said this. He recalled Malcador's last words.

"Go and find out, my child!"

An illusion appeared before his eyes.

Darkness has fallen, wolves are around, and hope is dead.

In the territory of the empire that was torn apart and flowed with blood, Malcador, under the emperor's order, led twelve chosen people through layers of blockades and lines of fire, and came to the throne in front of the throne, inheriting Emperor Jun's order and honoring our clan. , guarding everything.

Ryan's spiritual energy was mixed with gold and silver, fluctuating violently. The light of the demigods tore the gap between reality and subspace. The original body felt that some brand-new power and knowledge were pouring into his brain.

"Use your will and spiritual energy to tear the membrane between subspace and reality, and reflect your mental image world in the real world." The wisdom left behind by Malcador whispered in Ryan's ear: "Let your will overwhelm the subspace and reality." The storm of space allows your power to make the world surrender. At that moment, a brand new landscape will appear before your eyes."

A whole new landscape?

Ryan narrowed his eyes. The original Gray Knight felt a new understanding. He had touched the world "inside".

"We will all survive, all of us!"

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