Dedicate loyalty to the good empire

Chapter 430: Like a Father Beating His Son

A mist formed in the powerhouse of the Vengeful Spirit. No plasma, no melta, no heavy boarding drills, just a mist like the ever-lasting one on Caliban.

A black giant swept through the mist like a behemoth, and several terrified and surprised Chaos minions and demons fell to the ground.

The pale golden sword of loyalty, like the punishment bestowed upon those beasts by the Emperor, swiftly slaughtered their worthless souls that had been devoured by the Chaos Gods.

The smelly body fluids were thrown around, but they could not stain Ryan's armor, as if the filth was not only afraid of Ryan's blade, but also of him.

As the bodies of several Daemons and Chaos Traitors fell to the ground, dozens of elite Angels of Absolution quickly took control of the area, and violent explosions erupted from deep within the Spirit of Vengeance.

The hot winds from the explosions blew away the fog brought by Ryan, or perhaps the Lion King thought that cover was no longer needed.

When the white mist dissipated, people could see that the long metal corridor was densely packed with fallen corpses, all of which were the bodies of Chaos traitors and demons.

The bodies of the demons did not disappear, which surprised Ryan a little. Even in the long war, the Lion King had not dealt with Chaos Demons many times. It could even be said that it was only during this period that he realized that there were such enemies in the galaxy.

But through several short periods of high-intensity confrontations, especially from his experiences with his brother who had ascended to the level of a demon, he had a general understanding of the existence of demons.

Even his blade couldn't completely kill those things, but this was the first time he saw the death of demons.

The Lion King exclaimed, "Taylor, you have more and more wonderful things in your body. Is this really my father's power?"

"I never knew he could..."

Taylor dusted himself off and grumbled, "Of course I don't know. The Emperor holds as many secrets as your offspring."

"You should have heard from Zabril that the Dark Angels Chapter today is simply beyond description..."

Ryan said seriously. "I know."

"I need time to clean this up. They're getting paranoid and..."

At this point, Ryan was a little unhappy.

The Dark Angels Legion today is like a collection of his dark history from his middle school years, full of paranoia, secrets, distrust, and a chain of damnable conspiracies and mysterious plans that are enough to drive people crazy.

Those things simply reminded him of what he used to be like, reminding him of how complex the rules and order he had created were to turn his offspring into what they are today...

It also reminded him that his own arrogance and recklessness had torn his legion in two, and now he had to bear that pain and burden.

Ironically, compared to the fallen angel, no, the angel of forgiveness, the dark angel today is more like his wounds and pain.

So, Ryan took a few quick steps.

It seemed as if he was dissatisfied with the topic brought up by Taylor.

Taylor could only tactfully change the subject. "That Abaddon brat has probably already started running. His fear of you is beyond words. I've met him twice and know this very well."

"Let's go straight to the hangar, no need to find the bridge."

Because the Angel of Pardon asked, "Why should I trust you? Why should our father trust you? Taking over the command room is the key..."

He was interrupted by Ryan before he could finish. "Let's go!"

"Just use my mist."

The angel said in disbelief, "Father!"

Lion simply replied, "He can always surprise you, even as a Space Marine."

"bring it on."

After he finished speaking, fog began to appear here. The thick fog covered the entire warehouse, making it pitch dark.

Just like the legendary Schrödinger's cat or quantum mechanics, in general, they are covered up so that others can't see them. Taylor even couldn't help but think that the Emperor might be moving them secretly.

Thinking this way, the emperor really dotes on his child and is willing to move him personally.

But his random thoughts stopped there. Taylor was of course aware that such spatial movement was the awakening of Ryan's subspace essence and the power of his soul.

At the same time, he also saw the fog gradually dissipating, and in the thick fog, the panicked Black Legion soldiers appeared. They were frightened half to death by the sudden thick fog, while Abaddon and his Terminator Guards were also quickly alert.

They were obviously frightened by this abnormal situation. After all, for them it was like seeing a ghost in their own home.

This was not normal. At least Taylor could see the guy's panicked face clearly under Ryan's protection.

Of course, this is not a beautiful sight. After all, a face made of a big boiled egg can never be very beautiful.

At least for Taylor, a head of thick hair is worth a fortune, especially in a place where Hellfire bombs can be dropped casually.

That little bit of hair can easily make your soul fly away.

But Taylor's willingness to be here shows that he will not conflict with Abaddon.

As Ryan's huge body swept past like the wind, Taylor saw the Sword of Loyalty kill an arrogant, fanged Chaos Terminator.

The smell of blood was overwhelming, and Abaddon was now a man who could face the existence of the Primarch, but his bravery and arbitrariness could only be exchanged for a word from Llane.

"not bad!"

After saying that, the "Loyalty" blade was swung horizontally, and in an instant, Abaddon, who was holding the magic sword, was knocked away. The famous magic sword and warmaster seemed not worth mentioning in front of Ryan.

Although Abaddon was a man of character, even though he was the Warmaster of Chaos, he had to hide his edge in front of the Primarch.

However, it is quite exaggerated that he can resist Lion's attack. After all, he is the Primarch.

But Ryan did not tolerate him. He swung his blade and knocked away the magic sword, then punched Abaddon's face, which had just recovered, and beat him to a bloody mess.

Abaddon couldn't help but curse. "Such a familiar rogue style of play!"

"Taylor!"

He was instantly furious and remembered that he had heard that Ryan and Taylor were good friends, but then Ryan cursed.

"Apologize to your comrades and atone for your sins to the Emperor!"

"Atone for the Luna Wolves loyalists you slew! For the fallen heroes of this rotten empire!"

The rage of the Lion gathered. If a wizard had not used all his strength to bind the Lion with psychic power, the Primarch would have chopped off Abaddon's head today!

But this was only for a moment, and the full power of an Alpha-level wizard could only hinder Ryan for a moment.

Just this moment was enough for Abaddon to die.

When the transport plane left the hull, Ryan also sighed slightly.

"That's enough, we got the victory."

He reached out and broke the wizard's neck, then said frankly.

"My problem now is how to maintain the connection between the Dark Side and the Holy Land of the Empire, and I need to see my brother."

"I hope this party will be hosted by someone who knows us well enough, otherwise I might..."

"Would break Guilliman's neck."

The moment he put down the wizard with the dislocated head, his tone became even more certain.

And he looked at Taylor and said, "Excuse me, friend."

Taylor could only respond with a wry smile.

"It's a good job."