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However, the furious Vulkan didn't care. He even continued to charge forward, allowing the lion sword to pierce him through.

The heart, flesh, and bones were destroyed one by one under the sharpness of the power sword.

Ryan was about to retreat, but his lion sword was stuck firmly by the flesh and blood body of the Fire Dragon Lord and could not move. The heavy hammer fell down with a bang, and the lion had to use his left shoulder armor to block the hammer.

The tall lion king was blown away, and the roaring lion head on his left shoulder armor was smashed into a twisted creature by the powerful hammer.

Ryan felt a sweetness in his mouth and the taste of blood spread from his chest, and his brother's remaining sanity allowed him to pull out the lion sword that was stuck in his chest.

That sound was enough to scare everyone who heard it. The sharp blade of steel cut through the hard bones, tore through the flesh, and then was pulled out inch by inch.

Vulkan roared, holding the lion sword in one hand and wielding the war hammer in the other. The fatal wound left by the lion king began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Ryan's face fell in an instant. How the hell was he going to fight him? Vulkan's self-healing ability was completely beyond his expectations.

Chapter 208: Crazy Giant

"My brother, he is an immortal..."

Ryan witnessed that with every step the Fire Dragon Lord took, the bloody wounds on his body healed themselves at a speed visible to the naked eye.

His flesh and blood squirmed as if it had self-awareness, recombining with each other, leaving only an overly tender scar.

The lion took a few steps back. Although the lion sword had been taken away by the mad Vulkan, the Lord of Caliban was not at all panicked. His dark armor dotted with mars red bulged, and he pounced on the dark giant in front of him like a real beast.

Only at this moment did Dollo truly see the true face of the Lion King. He was still immersed in the fatal sword swung by the lion, but he vaguely realized one thing: Ryan, who lost his sword, did not lose his weapon. His body was the strongest weapon.

Ryan was wearing that set of finely crafted armor, one of the lion-head shoulder armors had collapsed and deformed under the brute force of the Fire Dragon Lord, but when Ryan ran towards Vulkan, his power armor seemed to come alive.

This top hunter from the Caliban Jungle seemed to have transformed into a monster in the terrifying jungle at this moment. The Ryan that Valentus saw was not the dignified knight leader, but rather a real beast.

His mind couldn't help but emerge with the scene of Ryan rushing towards him, the unstoppable feeling of oppression, the smell of blood and the soul-shaking roar. The figures of many monsters he had never seen before appeared behind Ryan.

The terrible lion king.

Valentus had never seen his gene-father go mad, although according to the battle report of the Battle of Calth, Roboute Guilliman once angrily killed countless enemies of the Word Bearers in space, but that was ultimately hearsay.

However, the lion king before him showed him exactly how terrible it would be if a Primarch unleashed his savagery and anger.

He wondered if he had the courage to stand before such a monster, if he had the courage to challenge an angry Primarch.

His heart told him the answer. His mind would go blank. There would be no glorious duel, no cry of passion. He could only swing his sword and then be completely torn to pieces by the Lion King.

"Orfeo, Auguston, how did you feel when facing the Primarch?"

Everything happened in a flash, so fast that before Doro could even think of the answer to the second question, the madly charging lion king had already leaped up from the ground and pounced on his enemy like a real lion.

Even the crazy Vulkan sensed the deadly threat from the familiar guy in front of him. This time he did not hold back at all and came out with the intention of killing him.

Instinct forced the dark giant to counterattack. Vulkan swung the huge war hammer in his right hand and deftly wielded the lion sword in his left hand, blocking Ryan's possible retreat route.

Hou Guin was no longer in the mood to chat with the Ultramarines. He took out his plasma pistol and aimed at the head of the dark giant.

Just when Vulkan's heavy blow was about to defeat Ryan again, Ryan, who was flying in the air, suddenly changed his position, as if an invisible hand pushed him, allowing him to pass through the war hammer and lion sword at an extremely thrilling angle.

Even the slightest deviation would result in Ryan's body being hit hard, and his beast instinct drove him to make the best choice.

Most of Ryan's body hit Vulkan's hand holding the lion sword. The heavy armor plus the impact of the primordial body caused the Fire Dragon Lord's wrist to loosen suddenly, and the lion sword fell back into Ryan's fingers. Another cold light flashed, and a blood scar deep enough to see the bone appeared on Vulkan's back.

The two fought for several rounds in a thrilling manner. Guilliman's armor was already in tatters. Lion used his superb swordsmanship to cut off the transmission devices, leaving a lot of scars on his elbows, knees and throat.

If Vulkan was wearing his armor, holding his Dawnbringer, and remained conscious, then Lion would not be able to knock out his brother so quickly.

But at this moment, the Fire Dragon Lord was completely crazy. All his equipment and weapons were taken from the base, and his disadvantage when facing Ryan became increasingly greater.

If it weren't for his ridiculously strong self-healing ability, the Lion King would have already stepped on his brother's head.

Ryan's face showed no emotion as he swung the sword like a cold machine.

Vulkan's ankle was cut by the lion sword. The dark giant suddenly lost his balance and half-knelt on the ground in a hurry.

He had found the flaw he needed, and the Lion Sword would be able to cut off Vulkan's head in the next second.

At this moment that truly determines life and death, a hint of extremely obscure sadness finally appeared in the lion's eyes.

He recited silently in a voice that only he could hear.

"I do not have any choice."

Just as the Lion Sword was about to fall, a large-caliber bomb from the other direction of the battlefield accurately blocked Ryan's attack.

The explosive bomb landed on the sharp edge of the Lion Sword and was cut in half by the decomposition force field released by the power sword. The shrapnel containing powerful kinetic energy penetrated deeply into the ground.

It was a long-range attack bomb. The Lion recognized it as a bomb fired by Guilliman's Hand of Domination.

Just as this unexpected fight was about to end, Guilliman, who had rushed over in a hurry, finally arrived at the battlefield.

At this moment, he was on the Thunderhawk gunship in mid-air. He raised his left hand, and the heavy bolter loaded on the power fist called the Hand of Domination was still steaming.

Then, the Primarch jumped directly from the gunboat hundreds of meters above the ground. The power backpack at the back of the armor released a strong thrust, allowing him to land on the ground in an extremely light posture.

"Stop it! Ryan."

The Lord of Macragge stood between his two brothers, his left arm holding the gun at all times, and his right hand holding the sincere dagger, trying to separate the two completely.

"You'd better give me a reasonable explanation, Roboute." The lion slowly put away his sword. "You concealed the existence of Vulkan and concealed the fact that there was another brother in Macragge."

The embarrassment that had happened to Lion was repeated again. Guilliman's face darkened. He found that Vulkan, who was knocked to the ground, stood up again and rushed towards them screaming the name of the imprisoned Midnight Haunter.

"We'll explain it later. Now subdue him first! Vulkan has gone mad!"

The lion nodded imperceptibly, and he used his sword to knock the war hammer away. Then he rushed to Vulkan with his bare hands, grabbed the head of the Fire Dragon Lord with both hands, and then exerted all his strength and rushed forward with his knees, causing his brother's face to collide heavily with the solid knee armor.

Vulkan's dark face suddenly broke, especially his deformed nose, blood gushed out like an unstoppable fountain.

Guilliman took the opportunity to throw out the binding bracelets equipped on the power armor. These adamantine bracelets that used stance technology accurately bound Vulkan's hands behind his back, preventing him from continuing to exert force.

"Quick, bring that experimental machine here." Guilliman roared.

At the signal of the Primarch, the Ultramarines in the secret base dragged in a silver-white armored vehicle. Its cabin space was equipped with a mobile stasis field that could temporarily imprison the existence sealed inside.

Guilliman and Lion worked together, they pinned down the still struggling Vulkan, and sent the tall brother in.

Along with the surge of energy, the activated stagnation stance made everything in the range stop, finally calming down the crazy giant.

The Primarch wiped the sweat from his forehead. In order to subdue the strongest Fire Dragon Lord, they indeed expended a lot of effort, even when Vulkan was unconscious and his equipment was damaged.

He signaled Ryan with his eyes to go into the base to talk, and although the latter looked unfriendly, he followed him in.

"Brother, it looks like our bet won't have any result." Dorlo sighed.

"How about this, we give each other gifts, I'll give you my power armor. This is a finely crafted power armor made of strong interaction force materials, not the assembly line stuff like the adamantium armor."

The Deathwing Grand Master hesitated for only a moment before handing his relic plasma gun to Yingjie.

The lion was knocked to the ground by Vulcan at the beginning, and although he fought seriously later, he still couldn't completely defeat Vulcan.

But it’s not bad to be able to take this opportunity to make another friend.

These extreme warriors can always give people more surprises.

Chapter 209 It’s All Conrad’s Fault

"That's what happened. When I saw Vulcan, he was already a charred wreck without any life. I didn't mean to hide it, but the situation was not suitable at that time."

Deep in the secret base, Guilliman sat on an iron throne that fit his body shape, while Lion sat on the other side. His brother stared at him unkindly and vented his anger with heavy breathing.

"This is not an excuse. Even if he is dead, you should have told me." Ryan was still dissatisfied.

He was already extremely wary of Guilliman, and had anticipated that this not-so-honest brother must be hiding something.

But he didn't expect that what Guilliman concealed was the death of another brother.

"Didn't you also conceal Curze's whereabouts? Wise and mighty Lion King, if Conrad hadn't jumped from that damned airdrop pod to Macragge, would you have also planned to keep it a secret?"

Guilliman was not to be outdone and kept holding on to the matter of Curze.

"This is different."

"What's the difference?"

After the two of them had a quarrel, they chose to shut up tacitly. After all, there was no point in arguing any further.

If both parties make mistakes, it is the same as no mistake.

"By the way, how did you find this place? Do you also have an intelligence network in my world?" Guilliman was extremely alert. He noticed why Lion appeared here.

Logically, he shouldn't have noticed this base.

The lion just tapped his temple with his index finger and said in a proud tone: "It's just my intuition. My intuition tells me there is a secret here." He turned and asked, "What about you? How did you feel the spot so accurately and stop me with one shot?"

Roboute took a deep breath and let it out.

"It was Curze. He told me that Vulkan was still alive, so I rushed over to check the situation. Who knew I'd run into you guys fighting at the door?"

"It seems that Konrad is responsible for our brother's transformation." Guilliman directed the blame at Midnight Haunter.

"I agree. It's all Conrad's fault, that damn beast." The Lion King also took the opportunity to back off and tacitly skipped the question.

In a more secure room, Roche was checking on Vulkan who was in stasis.

Although he was blocked by the stasis field, Vulkan inside still had a ferocious look with bloodshot eyes. He was undoubtedly a giant. Roxi standing in front of him was like a child.

He still hadn't taken off Guilliman's armor. The Fire Dragon Lord was over five meters tall in the armor, with his muscles bulging with veins, as if he would break free from it in the next moment.

Luo Xi was holding a data tablet in his hand. Vulkan's condition was weird. If you only looked at his physical condition, his vitality was so strong that it was outrageous. Even the Orks who were known for their tenacious vitality were not one percent as strong as Vulkan.

But contrary to the vigorous vitality of his body, Vulkan's brain was a mess. Roche could not analyze the brain structure of a Primarch, that was a new science, but he could roughly determine that Vulkan was completely crazy.

"Vulkan suffered a long period of torture. During that long period of time, something continued to inflict cruel punishment on him. Those horrible things destroyed his sanity, which also led to his madness."

Roche's words silenced the two Primarchs. They knew very well that there was only one person who could defeat the will of the Nocturne Fire Dragon, and that was Midnight Haunter.

"If Vulkan has been in Conrad's hands since he disappeared from Isstvan V, then everything can be explained."

Guilliman said in a heavy tone, it was a very long time, and their brother was suffering at the hands of the Night Haunter.

That's why Vulcan, who is known for his gentle and kind character, became like this.

"Your brother is an immortal like me." Luo Xi's face was heavy. He should have been happy to meet another immortal, but Vulkan's situation was indeed not optimistic.

"Whatever it takes to save him, no matter the cost," Guilliman said.