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Chapter 573 I am just a sword, why should I strive?

The moment that stunningly handsome face appeared, Abaddon's body stiffened abruptly.
Ancient memories were awakened in an instant.

Those silver hairs, that handsome face, those mocking violet eyes, those slightly upturned, thin lips...
Fogrem!!!

Primarch Vograim, the Son of the Emperor!
So much for the end of the Primarch era?

Why have Primarchs appeared so frequently in recent decades, like dumplings being dropped into a pot?
Saint Gilles, Guilliman, and Ryan El-Jonson are one thing, but now even Forgrim is starting to serve the Empire??

Abaddon almost turned and ran away, leaving the Red Angel to deal with this Primarch whose martial arts had reached a state of perfection.

However, Abaddon's fighting instincts alerted him to something strange.
He realized that even that Forgrim didn't seem that powerful.
Indeed, the Scarlet Angel was almost powerless against Fogrim's onslaught.

But Abaddon knew that if Fogrem went all out, even Robert Guilliman, who was also a Primarch, would perish.
It's not right that a mere demon like the Red Angel could barely survive Forgrim's onslaught. It's very wrong.
Abaddon saw a familiar feeling in Forgrim.

That's the original clone?!
Abaddon once led hundreds of Space Marines, along with Kayan and Kayan's Red Letter, to besiege a clone of Horus. Abaddon even personally killed the clone Primarch with the Claw of Horus. Therefore, Abaddon could clearly sense the difference between the clone Primarch and the real Primarch.
The one before him, Forgrim, was clearly more like the Primarch, only more complete, clearer, and more rational than the original clone Horus. But he was obviously also a creation of that bastard Fabius Bayer.

Since that's the case, a battle is certainly possible, and Abaddon believed he had a very high chance of winning.
He wields the cursed sword Draenecohn. In any case, the Primarch clones are still within the realm of humanity, and Draenecohn, born from humanity's first murder, is the nemesis of all mankind.

With a clear mind, Abaddon almost instantly transformed into a black whirlwind, wielding the eerie blue demonic sword Delanikonn and thrusting it towards Fugen.

Delaney Cohen missed, and Abaddon stumbled and almost fell.

"Useless! How could you miss!" Abaddon cursed at Delanick.

Delanicoen froze, several question marks flashing across the blade: "Are you fucking crazy?! You swung your sword and you have the nerve to blame me for missing?!"

Fugan didn't give Abaddon and Delanickon a chance to argue. He crushed the high-efficiency pill hidden in his mouth, and his efficiency increased dramatically. He became a blur and swung the Forgebreaker Warhammer at Abaddon.

Delanico cursed and forcefully manipulated Abaddon's hand, swinging it towards Fugen.
As the demonic sword clashed with the furnace-breaker, Fugen felt a sharp, icy pain and involuntarily staggered back a few steps.

But Delanicoen also realized that the little bit of power he had just released did not continue to harm Fugen's body.
Fugen had an obsidian dagger hanging from his waist.

"A ceremonial dagger?!"

Delanico was slightly taken aback.
This ceremonial dagger was forged from eight fragments of the Nemesis Blade, and it possesses the power to slice through reality, corrupt the greatest heroes, deliver deadly attacks, and protect its wielder from fatal harm.

But more importantly, the Nemesis Blade is the murder weapon used in humanity's first murder, sharing the same origin as Delanickon.
That ceremonial dagger can, to some extent, neutralize Delanicohn's restraint towards humans.
Of course, the ritual daggers were ultimately just eight fragments of the Nemesis Blade, and even the Nemesis Blade itself couldn't neutralize all of Delanicoon's power.
If Delanicohn used his full strength, he could easily shatter that ritual dagger.
But the question is, why is Delanick going all out? What benefit does it bring him? Why is he working so hard?

Why should he exert himself with just a sword? He's just a sword!

Moreover, that broken furnace is also a formidable weapon. What if you blunt it by going head-to-head with it?
When it comes to making swords, the most important thing is to learn how to take care of yourself. If you can contribute even 10% of your strength, that's enough to do justice to the Four Gods.

Upon realizing this, the eerie blue light emanating from Delanicoen's sword suddenly brightened, but the power he released was significantly reduced.

But Abaddon didn't know that; he only felt that Delanickon seemed brighter than before, and assumed that Delanickon was getting more serious and starting to exert himself.

Abaddon was overjoyed, as this greatly increased his chances of winning.

The black-clad warrior stepped forward, his demonic sword surging with warp energy, and swung it down towards Fugen with extraordinary force.
But Fugan gripped the hammer with both hands, swung it fiercely, and collided with Delanickon once again.
The air surged, but this time Delanicone was thrown back by the Furnace Breaker, causing Abaddon to retreat repeatedly.

"What?" Abaddon was stunned for a moment. However, Fuggen didn't give him a chance to react. His long, serpentine hand gripped the Broken Furnace tightly, and roaring bolts of lightning shot out in arcs from the hammerhead.
Fugan was moving faster than Abaddon's eyesight could capture; he only saw a violent storm of lightning strike his chest.
With a muffled thud, the heavy Terminator power armor sent Abaddon crashing backward like a black boulder rolling down a mountain.

Fugan brandished the Broken Furnace, leaped up, and pounced on Abaddon, who had fallen to the ground.

Abaddon hastily raised the Claw of Horus, unleashing a barrage of bullets imbued with the chaotic fel energy of the dark gods towards Fulgrim.

Fugen had to dodge the deadly barrage of bullets.
The Red Angel let out a sharp roar and seized the opportunity to thrust down with the spear that resembled Bigong's spear, aiming straight for Fugen's throat.

Fugen dodged quickly, but Abaddon's barrage blocked his escape route, and the Red Angel was also faster than before.
The spear pierced through Fugen's power armor on his shoulder, and blood gushed from his shoulder.

Fugen grunted, turned around, and slammed the broken furnace in his hand heavily onto the ground.
The energy stored within the Thunder Hammer transformed into a roaring tide, surging in all directions, instantly blasting the Red Angel away, shattering Abaddon's projectiles, and even flipping Abaddon himself over.

The red angel stumbled and fell beside Abaddon, feathers falling from its wings.

But the Red Angel, still panting, looked at Abaddon: "Just a little bit more... just a little bit more."

Abaddon nodded heavily, then stood up again, holding Delanickon in one hand.

The Red Angels' confidence is not without reason.
In his view, victory was already his the moment the Blood Angels set foot on the planet Corinnar.
He needs the warp waves generated when the Blood Angels die in anger as a sacrifice.

Whether the dead are the sons of Saint Gilles who were corrupted and seduced by him, or those sons of Saint Gilles who were loyal to him, as long as they die in anger, it will help him complete the ritual.

Now that the ritual is nearly complete, he can directly replace Saint Gilles and become the true Primarch.

The Red Angel closed her eyes slightly, feeling the flow of blood, feeling the fury of the Khorne artifact buried deep within a hidden cave in the Khorne Mountains.
The Red Angel gained its existence and was born into the material universe through this artifact.
This artifact is now drawing upon the despair and rage of the Son of Saint Gillespie's death, functioning as the core of the ritual and constantly propelling the Red Angel closer to Saint Gillespie.
It's almost done! It's almost done!
However, the Red Angel was unaware that outside the cave where he hid his raging flames, several figures clad in dark red power armor were faintly visible.
The power sword named Loyalty thrust out from the forest, like the fangs of a long-dormant lion suddenly baring its teeth.

Confined inside the iron-ringed robot, the Void Dragon hastily adjusted its gravity, slowing down Ryan's sword thrust from mid-air by a fraction of a second, allowing it to dodge. Simultaneously, it slammed its gravity hammer down on Ryan.
The gravitational fluctuations distorted the surrounding space, creating ripples that spread in all directions, almost like a Titan's hammer blow aimed directly at Ryan El-Jonson's head.
This is a product of the Star God directly adjusting the laws of physics.
The Void Dragon fought Peturabo and Vashtor throughout the galaxy for over a decade before finally being captured by Peturabo and sealed inside this iron-ringed robot.
In order to unleash the power of the Void Dragon, Perturabo made complex modifications to the Iron Ring Robot, allowing its body to efficiently utilize the power of the Celestial God to alter the laws of physics.
Bang! ! ! !

With a heavy, muffled thud, Ryan Eljonsson raised the kite shield in his hand and effortlessly blocked the Void Dragon's hammer blow.

The Void Dragon paused for a moment,
That's just a shield, isn't it?

A shield blocked his hammer strike that altered the laws of physics and distorted gravity? Is this scientific? Is this physics?
This scene felt strangely familiar to the Void Dragon.

Although it was only a fragment, it could vaguely sense the main consciousness sealed beneath Mars and could see some of the main consciousness's dream scenes.
The sight of Ryan El-Jonson using a mere shield to block His hammer, which altered the laws of physics and distorted gravity, inexplicably reminded Him of a dream in which a knight used a silver spear to overturn the main consciousness.
That memory left a deep psychological scar on all the Void Dragon Fragments in the universe.

“*Star God’s foul language*” Void Dragon couldn’t help but curse. In the blink of an eye, He tore apart the atoms of the air around Him, releasing scorching bolts of lightning that pierced towards Ryan El-Jonson.

The lion brandished its imperial shield, effortlessly deflecting the bolts of lightning.

Then Ryan El-Jonson's figure flashed, disappearing into a dense forest that seemed both real and unreal in the blink of an eye, and reappearing in the distance in the blink of an eye, instantly putting distance between himself and the Void Dragon.

"The tricks of the false god"

The Void Dragon snorted coldly, then its gaze lingered briefly on the Opal Dragon-class General Cannon beside it.

This general's cannon is equipped with a plasma nova cannon that has been improved by Peturabo. Its power is extremely terrifying, even enough to kill Primarchs. However, its drawback is that it cannot fire continuously and requires nearly half a day to cool down.

But this restriction was utterly ridiculous to the Void Dragon, who easily manipulated the laws of physics, and in just that brief moment, the General Cannon had already cooled down.
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