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Chapter 153: Sanguinius's filial son and grandson

"These two regiments are your filial sons and grandsons."

Zhou Yun looked at the two battle groups standing opposite each other outside the window and couldn't help but sigh,

On one side is the Crimson Blades, with red armor and white edges. The time of their founding is unknown, but before the 41st millennium, they always believed that their parent group was the Ultramarines and their genetic father was Roboute Guilliman.
As for Blood Thirst and Black Rage, they were gene seed mutations whose causes were unknown and needed to be covered up as much as possible.

Until the Supreme Priest of the Blood Angels, Astorius the Grim, came to them. This Supreme Priest was the Executioner of the Blood Angels, responsible for punishing those descendants of Sanguinius who had completely fallen into the Black Rage, regardless of whether they were from the mother group or the daughter group.

Astorius revealed their origins to the Crimson Blades, allowing them to understand who their true genetic father was.

But even so, when Baal needed assistance, many of the old men in the chapter were still unfamiliar with the Blood Angels and were unwilling to support Baal. Only eight hundred relatively young warriors followed Chapter Master Kaan to Baal.

The regiment standing opposite them and on the verge of a showdown with them was the Blood Knights.
Zhou Yun narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the Blood Knights with extreme vigilance.
In fact, the Astartes of the Crimson Blades Chapter are also extremely vigilant, so vigilant that they can't even care about the eyes of mortals.

Of course, the people on Baal II, at least the people in the town of Angels, were well-trained. Almost all of them lowered their heads, not daring to look at the tit-for-tat between the two teams of angels, and even covered their ears.

The Crimson Blades have reason to be vigilant.

The Blood Knights are a group of renegade Astartes.
They were also tormented by the bloodthirst and the black rage, but they chose to give in to the bloodthirst and indulge in the instinct and desire to drink blood.

They were able to suppress the Black Rage by drinking the blood of innocents, but were ultimately declared traitors by the High Lords of Terra for the many atrocities they committed in battle.

But the Blood Knights insist on their loyalty, and believe that mortals have no right to judge whether an Astartes Chapter is loyal.
Even when faced with his own blood-drinking behavior, their Chapter Master Jor defended himself like this:

"Mortals are cattle, and we are the herdsmen's dogs. Is it wrong that we should eat from the herd?"

The Emperor created the Astartes to protect humanity in the past, but now some Astartes see themselves as far superior to mortals, and even begin to kill mortals to absorb their blood.
"If the emperor heard such a speech, he would definitely appreciate it." Zhou Yun said sarcastically.

The winged figure in the white light was unusually silent, and he almost stopped talking.

Zhou Yun's gaze silently rested on the Blood Knight.
The Blood Knights were indeed listed as a renegade chapter, and they were indeed controlled by the bloodthirst.

But now they still come to protect Baal, respond to Dante's call, and guard the hometown of the Father of Genes.

Whether it was the Crimson Blade of Baal who had hardly set foot on it before, or the Blood Knight who was imprisoned,

Their purpose of coming to Angel's Landing Town is actually very simple.
Before the war comes, before death comes, gain some peace, courage, anger and hope from the relics of your genetic father.

The tavern patrons said that the angels came for miracles, which was of course wrong.

The angels came for sacrifice.

"This is the place where my father descended. We cannot kill each other under his gaze." said the leader of the Crimson Blade Chapter.

If they had met outside of Baal, the Crimson Blades, who had long acted in accordance with the Codex written by Guilliman, would have shot at the Blood Knights long ago.

But this was Baal, and the father's eyes were staring at them with sadness.

A dry and cold laugh came from the air fence of the Blood Knight leader's helmet, and the smell of blood almost overflowed.

"We know who our genetic father is," said the Blood Knight. "We know whose curse this is and whose blessing this is."

"We always bear his name in mind. We are closer to Sanguinius than you are, right? The Sons of Guilliman?"

"Good scolding." Zhou Yun couldn't help but exclaimed.
Although the bloodthirst made the blood knights always fall into desire and anger, it seemed that it had no effect on their mouths, and their words were still vicious.
The attack directly points out that the Crimson Blade has chosen the wrong father over the long years. Especially since many Blood Angels successor chapters do not like Guilliman, this attack is particularly effective.

In terms of offensiveness, Bloodthirst is clearly much better than the Butcher's Nails of the World Eater next door.

The leader of the Crimson Blades almost wanted to start attacking the Blood Knights right away because they were labeled traitors.
But he soon realised that the loyalty of an Astartes Chapter should not be exposed to the eyes of nearby mortals.

What's more, the leader of the Crimson Blade Chapter knew that the Blood Knights could not be angered now.

It seemed that they had been the offspring of Guilliman for too long and had not yet learned the mockery and sarcasm of the Blood Angels. Their aggressiveness was far inferior to that of the Blood Knights who had long since fallen into bloodthirst.

"But you're right."

Before Crimson Blade could figure out what to say in response, Blood Knight spoke first:

"This is the place where the angels are watching, and you have no right to reject us here. We have purer blood of Sanguinius than you."

"What's more, we are here to support and defend Baal. No one can refuse our assistance except Commander Dante and the angel himself." The leader of the Crimson Blade nodded, trying to be as friendly as possible, and said to the Blood Knights: "We are allies and can get along with each other."

"No, we dare not fight alongside you. You are not pure, strong, and angry enough." The leader of the Blood Angels glanced at the Crimson Blade and gave an almost hideous smile.

"Is purity judged by anger?" The leader of the Crimson Blade retorted almost instinctively.

Perhaps it is the teachings of the scriptures that make them always feel that rationality should be greater than anger.

Zhou Yun took a piece of scorpion meat from the plate with great interest and stuffed it into his mouth.

While tasting the delicious specialties of Bal, he watched the infighting among the filial sons and grandsons of Saint Gilles.

"Hoo" the Blood Knight exhaled a breath of blood, and his body emanated a terrifying red heat of thirst and anger.

His fangs, hidden under his helmet, were almost showing, which was really scary.

Anger flashed across the eyes of the leader of the Crimson Blades. He seemed to be infected by the blood thirst emanating from the Blood Knight to some extent.
He and his battle brothers put their hands on their weapons almost at the same time.
These warriors still don't want this to develop into an internal fight between brothers, but the blood thirst aura emanating from the Blood Knight is too strong.

The leader of the Blood Knights laughed mockingly, "I thought you were really spies sent by the Ultramarines to infiltrate here."

"So you can get angry too. That's good. That's good."

The leader of the Blood Knights glanced around, as if looking for something:
"Don't worry," he said as he searched, "We need to eat, but we don't like being seen while eating."

The smell of blood almost burst out of the blood knight leader's mouth.

"Remember my name."

The leader of the Blood Knights was still speaking to the Crimson Blade, but his eyes were silently looking around.

Zhou Yun was watching the entire process of the two battle groups confronting each other.

The perceptive Blood Angels Chapter Master was aware of the gaze, but could not locate where it was coming from.

Zhou Yun always wears the Phantom Thief DX suit under the fake skin made of body clay.

This prop concealed Zhou Yun's figure and breath.

"Sento Yor, Chapter Master, First Blade of the Blood Knights." Chapter Master of the Blood Knights, Cento Yor, couldn't find Zhou Yun's location, snorted, and turned away.

The leader of the Crimson Blade took a deep breath, as if trying to suppress the anger in his heart.
He lowered his head and recited a few rules and precepts from the scriptures to calm himself down.

At this moment he looked less like a Blood Angel and more like an ancient Roman nobleman.

The leader of the Crimson Blades then led his brothers in the chapter to the Great Square to worship their Genetic Father.

"You should be thanking Horus, if it weren't for him that left the Emperor paralyzed on the Golden Throne"

Zhou Yun glanced at the direction the Blood Knight left, and then glanced at the direction the Crimson Blade left:
"Otherwise, your descendants might end up like the Thunder Warriors."

"Come to Angel Castle tomorrow. The Emperor will reward you for your merits. You don't need to wear power armor."

Zhou Yun said in a slightly sarcastic voice.

But Zhou Yun was actually quite serious.
The gene-seed of the Blood Angels is a little too unstable.

Even though he tried to hide it, Zhou Yun still detected obvious signs of mutation in the Blood Knight.
The Crimson Blade seemed calm, but when the Blood Knights exuded a blood-thirsty aura, Zhou Yun vaguely observed a Crimson Blade warrior without a helmet, with his teeth growing longer and pressed against his lips.
Even the Crimson Blades, who believed in the scriptures and had long existed as a sub-group of the Ultramarines, could be easily affected and show symptoms of blood thirst.

The winged figure in the white light trembled, almost in anger.
He said a lot of gibberish, but due to the barrier between reality and subspace, Zhou Yun didn't actually hear clearly.

Zhou Yun quickly cleaned up the scorpion meat on the plate. This special delicacy of Baal won Zhou Yun's heart.
He put down the plate, looked at the tavern owner, and quietly took out a blood stone from his four-dimensional pocket and placed it on the table:
"Is there an empty room? I want to rest for a while." Zhou Yun asked.

The boss nodded slightly, indicating that Zhou Yun could use the room at the back of the tavern.
Zhou Yun nodded slightly, stood up, and looked at the item he had just exchanged in his four-dimensional pocket.
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