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That evil god from the Warp named Blood God didn't even seem to mind being amplified and made stronger by his enemies.

He remembered the rumors from the battlefields during the Battle of Nuceria and the Battle of Amatra: the Blood God only cared about rivers of blood, no matter who was bleeding.

Chapter 330: Unyielding Angel (Please subscribe)

Lion and Guilliman walked side by side, quickly moving across the battlefield under the protection of their respective honor guards.

While flying in the air at high speed, Roxi relied on Veronica's surging power to smash one hell dragon after another and other warp monsters. These blasphemous brass and cast iron creations seemed vulnerable in front of the iron man who had fully activated the black stone's anti-psychic effect.

As long as there is no risk of being corrupted, Iron Man is stronger than most demons because he is a product of the real universe, while demons must pay a lot of power and cost to cross the veil and come here.

However, if they are in the subspace, those chaos demons can exert their original strength.

Veronica created a sonic boom cloud. Luo Xi had never had such a refreshing fighting experience. In the past, he preferred to stay in the safe rear to command the battle, but it seemed that personally participating in the war was also a different feeling.

He provided additional information support to the Primarchs. Whenever the Space Marines in a certain place were in a tough battle, an iron man would roar by, and the bombardment of high-explosive missiles and energy weapons would arrive a few seconds later. Then the Primarchs would lead their teams to kill and wipe out the surviving enemies.

The simple, efficient killing ended when the Primarchs encountered a demon as huge as a mountain.

It kept whispering, echoing the name of the Soul Crusher, and its six giant spider-like legs, with clear edges and corners, supported its huge body.

With an angry scarlet on his rough body, the Soul Crusher held a giant sword that was six meters long in his hand and roared as he challenged the Primarch.

The greatsword containing the evil power of the Warp released a dark beam of light, instantly cutting the two Dark Angel veterans in half. The psychic power distorted the physical properties of the armor and broke through the solid defense.

The broken flesh and wounds of the Dark Angel quickly began to deform and twist under the corruption of the warp weapons, and grew countless tumor-like limbs and scales.

The indescribable horrific pain caused the dark angels, whose wills were as strong as steel, to wail and scream. That was a pain that no human could endure.

The Lion King Caliban granted his sons liberation. With a face as hard as iron, he allowed his sons to die proudly as human beings.

The lion's furious temperament disappeared, transforming into a deeper, cold murderous intent that left no trace of hope.

The Dark Angels, Ultramarines and Blood Angels showed no fear in the face of the death of their battle-brothers. They roared in the name of the Emperor and launched a war cry of vengeance to the death. All the Space Marines on the battlefield attacked the giant demon at the same time.

The Blackrock bombs fell like thunder, and after being accelerated by rocket thrusters, they left difficult-to-heal wounds on the giant demon's body. The sacred promethium flamethrower released purifying flames, burning the opponent's dirty body, desperately creating opportunities for the primarchs.

“Make them pay!” Guilliman shouted.

The Hand of Domination on the Primarch's left hand continuously fired deadly Black Stone bombs. Those anti-psychic weapons separated the giant demon's flesh and bones. Countless smelly acids splashed out, emitting disgusting toxic gases.

The demon's giant claws stabbed down at high speed, trying to grab Guilliman like a spider hunting its prey, but Roboute dodged left and right, relying on his size advantage to dodge back and forth between the demon's spider legs.

Guilliman rushed even faster than Lion, and his reckless look made the Caliban people's eyelids twitch.

In Ryan's opinion, Roboute was qualified as a fighter, but only qualified. If it were him, he would approach the enemy in a more roundabout way, exposing his weaknesses and trajectories as little as possible.

Guilliman's charge was too powerful, leaving no room for him to turn around, the Lion King thought to himself.

But the Primarch's selfless dedication undoubtedly boosted the spirits of more Astartes, especially the Ever-Victorious Army. These elite warriors surged like a blue wave, and the Ultramarines led by Grod released dense barrages to cover their father.

Veronica flew past him at a high speed, and the lion seized the opportunity and used the tremendous lift to jump onto the back of the demon beast.

For giant beasts, the back is often their blind spot. The demon roared angrily, and the sound waves stirred the atmosphere and raised violent dust. However, Ryan grabbed its horns tightly and raised his wolf blade high in his right hand.

"You are inferior to the mighty beasts of Caliban, and they all died at my hands."

When the lion faced an enemy the size of a giant beast, the Caliban blood in his body was immediately activated. With an extremely bloody grin, he inserted the wolf blade into the back of the demon's neck.

The power armor squeezed out every bit of energy, and combined with the Lion King's terrifying physical strength, it almost cut off half of the demon's head.

The fallen demon was still not dead. Its long, narrow and vicious tongue like a venomous snake was lashing the lion king like a whip. Guilliman arrived at this moment. He calculated the demon's movement trajectory with great calmness and rationality, and then he jumped.

He swung the Hand of Domination with all his strength. This powerful power glove released all its energy and slammed into the demon's mouth, forming a perfect coordination with the wolf blade at the back of the neck.

Under the huge force from two directions, the demon's extremely hard spine broke, and the roaring wolf blade tore through all the muscles and organs like a whirlwind. The giant demon fell to the ground with a bang, and its remains even crushed more than a dozen small demons to death.

Roche landed in front of the portal they escaped from, but Sanguinius had not yet come out.

Was he in a tough fight or had he met with an accident?

In the collapsing space inside the portal, Sanguinius flapped his wings and flew, fighting with the Chaos Demon named Madel.

He fought against the flying demons that tried to slow him, and the abominations fell one after another under the piercing blows of the Spear of Bigong, while their numbers seemed endless and poured out from around Madel.

"Sanguinius, whether you like it or not, your fate will fall into the hands of the great four gods."

"You will become the perfect carrier. You will not die. You will become the new one chosen by the Four Gods."

Sanguinius responded with a beam of blazing golden light from the Spear of the Archangel, which was the psychic power of the Archangel, and at this moment it released a terrifying power far greater than that of a high-energy laser.

Under the shining of the angel's holy light, even the Chaos Demon Madel closed his eyes. Just a moment ago, his eyes were blinded by the burning. He shook his head to heal the wounds that had just been left.

Sanguinius rose in the flames and rushed towards Madeir at a very fast speed. The Crimson Sword almost cut off the opponent's neck, but the fatal blow was ultimately not completed. The Chaos Daemon roared angrily and grabbed the opponent without paying any attention to Sanguinius' attack.

It tore at the Archangel's shining armor and his beautiful and holy wings, but it never dared to kill him. The Chaos Powers had chosen Sanguinius as their co-choice, and Madel did not dare to disobey their orders.

Madel was beaten badly by Sanguinius, who became more and more courageous as the battle went on, but he still fulfilled his mission, whispering and tempting in the archangel's ear.

"You can accept your death. Horus will strike you down, and the psychic scream of your death will amplify the flaws in your bloodline. The Black Rage will awaken."

"If you still insist on being yourself, the curse from your bloodline, the scarlet hunger and black rage will devour your offspring, and the entire Blood Angels will perish. Do you really accept such a future?"

The demon's words caused Sanguinius to hesitate for a moment, the Legion was his weak spot, he loved his sons unconditionally, and at the moment he was harnessing these two forces, the Archangel knew that his offspring would never be able to fight against the Bloodthirst and the Black Rage.

But if this is the fate of all the Blood Angels... to thirst for blood, to go crazy in black rage, to die in blood in battle... then come on.

Then die!

At least until their death, the Blood Angels will fight for the future of mankind until the last moment.

The Chaos Daemon thrust his Staff of Profanation into Sanguinius' chest, piercing his flesh, and Sanguinius thrust his Spear of Perfection through the opponent's eye.

For a moment, everything was silent. Sanguinius stood up, blood gushing from his wounds, and he shed hot tears - not for his fate, but for the terrible fate his choice would bring to the Blood Angels.

The Blood Angel could never escape his curse. His rage had pushed his reason to the brink of despair. His heart was throbbing with grief, but he still risked his life to kill Demar.

When the demon died temporarily, Sanguinius was finally able to escape from this collapsed space. He was injured, but an angel is always an angel, and he dragged his injured body back to reality.

The moment Sanguinius returned to reality, Veronica, ridden by Roche, delivered a devastating punch, Lion waved the Wolf Blade, and Guilliman's Hand of Domination and the Dagger of Sincerity continued to tear apart the demon's body.

The Holy Blood Guard finally welcomed back their genetic father, but when Azkaelon looked into Sanguinius' eyes, he saw endless pain and despair.

“Father!” Azkaelon roared.

Chapter 331: Sanguino's Devotion

When the space on the planet Daven began to collapse, the regeneration speed of the Iron Truth in space also began to slow down.

The deck of its battleship began to peel off like cracked skin, and black blood and pus flowed out from the blisters, no longer spreading and expanding the size of this giant floating island.

Its increased mass comes from the warp, and is now spiraling out of control.

in the state.

Sanguinius was supported by his Sanguinary Guards, Azkaelon yelled at the Legion's apothecaries to heal the Primarch, and the Archangel tried to keep his sons calm.

"Calm down, Azkaelon. I'm not that easy to die."

“This is not where I’ll end up.”

The archangel looked at his son with a strange look in his eyes, and Azkaelon sensed a chilling fear in it.

He felt that look was full of sadness and helplessness. Sanguinius seemed to feel extremely indebted and guilty towards his sons, but they had no idea where this debt came from.

"Father, didn't we do well enough?" The invincible god of killing on the battlefield felt helpless at this moment. He turned around and scolded Nasir Amit, who was also crazy about killing, to come and protect the father of genes together.

The captain of the 5th Company had an extremely unstable mental state. Even among the Blood Angels, they were known for their ferocious and reckless fighting style.

Sanguinius knew that with the choice he had made, he would meet his foregone conclusion - death at the hands of Horus, and his sons would be eternally haunted by the bloodthirst and the Black Rage.

Although the Black Rage has not yet manifested at this point in time, as a warp curse, it also has the special property of ignoring time.

And at the moment of his death, the black rage will awaken in the blood of every angel's offspring. Sanguinius foresaw everything, but he had no way to change it.

The demon promised him that he could turn everything around, but Sanguinius would no longer trust any tempting whispers from the demons of the Warp.

The Primarch's power armor continuously releases various hormones and therapeutic drugs, and the built-in nano-core generates repair particles at the microscopic level to help Sanguinius heal his wounds.

The archangel forced himself to stand up, threw Madel's scepter on the ground, and the body of the demon in front of him slowly returned to the other side of the portal.

He realized that the other party was still alive. This Warp Demon with a special mission could not be killed. Whenever it died in the material world and its essence was forced to return to the Warp, those Warp powers would immediately piece it together and send it again.

From the outside, this is the Chaos Demon constantly resurrecting.

Not all Chaos Daemons are treated this way. After being killed, most of them must wait for a period of time in the Warp before they can be resurrected again.

But Demar is different. At this moment, it has become a gold medal headhunter who can bring Sanguinius down in the eyes of the powerful in the Warp, and it has been given countless privileges and more power.

The roar sounded again, as if coming from a great distance, like a beast craving for primitive revenge. It still coveted Sanguinius, and its mission was not yet completed.

After taking Sanguinius back, the four giants of the Second Empire, who were about to retreat, felt the attraction released by the giant blue portal. The material world and the Supreme Heaven were fighting fiercely, and Sanguinius was locked again.

The four gods longed for Sanguinius, a desire far greater than that of any other Primarch. The resurrected Damar stuck half of his body out of the portal and grabbed Sanguinius's right leg.

"You will serve!"

The Chaos Daemon roared, and the air around him cracked like cracked glass, as its tentacles grasped onto Sanguinius's wings and pulled the Archangel with all its might back to the other side of the portal.

Sanguinius impaled Demar's chest with the Spear of Pythagoras, and the two were stuck in the portal, inseparable from each other, while Lion and Guilliman did their best to help their brother escape from the clutches of the enemy.

"Give me your hand, Sanguinius!" Guilliman was roaring and raging. The Lord of Five Hundred Worlds rarely lost control, but when his own blood brother was entangled by the demon, a primordial rage surged in Guilliman's heart.

He strode forward and crushed the Chaos Demon's wrist with his ruling hand. The sound of scales and bones cracking was chilling.

Zhuang Sen used his wolf blade to brutally cut the demon's arm. Its armor, scales, muscles and bones were cut off layer by layer. Countless sparks burst and the arm was cut off abruptly.

Countless blood and pus spurted out from the wound. The three primarchs bathed in the demon's blood and tried their best to help Sanguinius escape.

Besieged by three primarchs, Demar ignored the physical injuries, which were meaningless to him. He released his psychic power. The overwhelming psychic power instantly penetrated the armor of the Holy Blood Guards, burning their souls and bodies.

"Think of your sons, angel. Did they consent to your sacrifice? Were they willing for you to die at the hands of Horus? They would be cursed forever by the psychic vibrations of your death."

The Chaos Archdemon wanted to use Sanguinius's love for his offspring to force him to submit. Sanguinius might be extremely strong, but he also had weaknesses.

"No! Father, don't listen to its instigation." Azkaelon stood up firmly under the burning of the demon's psychic flames. He leaned forward as if resisting the power of the storm. He and the other Blood Angels were walking towards their father.

They didn't know what Sanguinius had gone through, but they vaguely heard words like death and curse. It seemed that the choice of the Gene-Father would cause the Blood Angels to bear irreparable consequences.

But the Blood Angels didn't care about that; they didn't care what would happen to them.

As long as Sanguinius can break out of the siege, the entire Holy Blood Guard will risk their lives.