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"He is just like me. He is not that noble. The Emperor has exerted so much mental control on you, making you sacrifice your life for this corrupt empire and bleeding to protect him."

"Hug me. I won't constrain you with responsibilities, nor will I exercise mental control over you. You are free and can decide for yourself what you should do."

"Tell me, to which god is the blood sacrifice?" The Blood God's whisper became excited.

He has already sensed that a tiny crack has appeared in the spirit of the empire's stubborn stone.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and Khorne will never forgive himself if he misses it.

"Blood sacrifice..."

Dorn's eyes were empty and his consciousness was in a trance.

"Tell me quickly, to which god is the blood sacrifice?" the Blood God urged, wishing he could speak for Dorn.

But He couldn't do it. The evil gods of the Warp could kill the primarchs, but they could not force them to surrender. Only their submission from the bottom of their hearts could complete the corruption ritual.

"Blood sacrifice..."

"I am Rogal Dorn, the Seventh Son, the Guardian of Terra, strong and unyielding!"

The confusion in Dorn's eyes disappeared, he let out a terrifying roar, and once again clenched the Storm Fang, whose teeth had long been worn out.

"You are such a fool, do you think you can make me surrender like this?"

"Come on, repeat after me, I am Rogal Dorn!"

The Blood God's rage instantly stirred up the entire planet, and countless blood clouds were torn into countless shattered fragments by a strong wind.

The sand and dust were blown up by the storm, torturing this long-dead world like purgatory.

The strong wind roared like a devil, terrifying lightning flashed in the clouds, and the last bit of dim light in the world disappeared, leaving only pure darkness and the bloody eight-pointed star mark.

Dorn clenched the Storm's Fang tightly. He had a premonition that the Blood God's followers were about to attack again.

"Jade can be broken into pieces but its whiteness cannot be altered; bamboo can be burned but its joints cannot be destroyed."

"You can only get my body, but not my soul!"

"How dare you compare yourself to my father, you bastard? The Emperor is the greatest sacrificer. He sacrificed everything for humanity. He never exerted mental control on me. I followed him voluntarily."

"I have always been free, so I have dedicated my loyalty to the Emperor and to humanity. Your empty killing and anger seem so stupid to me. You are just a waste who is controlled by your own authority and priesthood."

"I now understand why Angron remained a slave even after becoming your Daemon Prince. It is because you, the Blood God Khorne, are also a slave to your own power."

"A slave's slave is still a slave, that is the fact and essence."

Dorn's mouth never stopped, chattering non-stop at the huge face in the sky that could not be described in words, spewing poisonous sarcasm.

"All of you Chaos Gods are like this. You are nothing more than the condensation of the emotions of countless cosmic beings."

Countless vampires crawled out of the abyss, dragging scarlet swords. Their faces were hideous, and the only thought in their minds was killing.

The Blood God Khorne was extremely angry, and his grand will urged every demon to attack Dorn.

Dorn wielded the Stormfang, whose teeth had long been worn off, and used it as a long stick to fight. Although its power was not as strong as before, he was still invincible among the vampires.

No matter how many vampires there are, they are nothing but cannon fodder. The Primarch can crush these followers of the Blood God even with his bare hands.

"I am Dorn, strong and unyielding!"

"You are so fragile!"

Dorn used the remains of Stormfang to cut through the enemy troops, his body covered in blood, slaughtering the bloodletting vampires.

Following the vampire was a bloodthirster, and Dorn even saw an old acquaintance, Cabanha.

After Kabanha was killed by Sanguinius at the Lion's Gate, he was put back together again by the Blood God.

But this bloodthirsty devil seemed to be lacking interest at the moment, and looked depressed and dejected.

It was still immersed in the rejection and failure of Sanguinius. Counting the previous experience in the Signus galaxy, he had suffered two setbacks at the hands of the archangel.

This powerful Chaos Demon even began to doubt himself.

Under the Blood God's orders, it had to continue to seduce Rogal Dorn, even though it didn't want to do so at all. Only Sanguinius was worthy of its efforts.

Dorn naturally had no idea of ​​what was in the mind of this vicious and bloodthirsty demon, nor did he know that the other party had become a fanatical fan of his angel brother.

“Dorn, as long as you bow to the Blood God, even just once, He can restore all your strength in an instant.

You will never again suffer the torment of pain and failure, and will forever bask in the glory and splendor of victory."

Rogaldorn didn't even blink, but just stared coldly at Kabanha in front of him.

"Is this all you followers of Khorne know? You want to tempt me with these illusory glories. I don't need them at all."

"At least change your tactics. I've been trapped here for over three hundred years, and all you keep saying is this kind of temptation."

“Only you, the inanimate beings formed by the emotions of countless creatures, would regard it as everything and strive for the favor and blessing of the Blood God at all costs.

I am a human being, a person of flesh and blood, and the pursuit of victory and glory is not everything we are.

You use the things you treasure to deceive others, at least check whether others really need them. "

"I never cared about glory. Glory is a reward, not a necessity. My brother Sanguinius was the same. That is why you always fail."

Dorn's words were better than any other weapon in the world, and they broke Cabanha's already wounded heart even more.

Sitting on the throne, it, a noble demon of the Warp, was actually laughed at by an inferior life form in the real universe.

However, its brain, which was not very developed but filled with strong muscles, suddenly felt that what Dorn said made sense.

Yes, why had it never thought about it before.

For the demons of the Blood God, fighting, killing, bloodshed and death are all part of their normal life, while glory and victory are their lifelong pursuits.

Every Khorne demon is trying his best to chop off more heads in order to gain the attention and blessing of the Blood God.

Even bloodthirsty demons are extremely hostile to each other, and they wish to kill others so that they can be the only one.

Other than that, they have nothing.

Their essence is so empty that they try desperately to gain the value of their own existence from the Blood God Khorne.

"I'm so stupid, really." Kabanha suddenly felt bored and ignored the Storm Fang that was attacking from Dorne.

At this moment, a shining imperial light illuminated the dark sky. It was an unstoppable light. No matter how angry the Blood God was, it still took Dorne away.

The remaining vampires roared unwillingly, and they vowed to take back what belonged to them for the Blood God.

Suddenly, Kabanha seemed to have come to his senses. Hiding among many bloodthirsty demons, he really calmed down and began to think about things that a Khorne demon should not think about.

It is searching, thinking, and pursuing the goals it really needs.

……

The Six Rings of Slaanesh.

Conrad Curze and Roche were now covered in blood. Ever since he saw through the dream carefully woven by the Prince of Pleasure, the petty-minded Slaanesh had planned to kidnap them directly.

One man and one primordial body fell directly into the Silver Palace. If they wanted to escape, they could only keep fighting their way out.

Fortunately, Midnight Haunter and Roche's fighting power was considerable, and they darted around in Slaanesh's chambers, avoiding the thousands of pursuers.

"This isn't a solution. What do you think, Conrad?"

Roxi is using the power of authority to repair the damaged power armor on Curze. Those crazy Slaanesh demons would rather be torn to pieces than take a bite.

As a close comrade of Curze, Roxi naturally protected his comrade in front of him and blocked those scary Slaanesh demons.

Anyway, this guy has thick skin and amazing endurance, so even if a few pieces are missing, they can grow back.

"Ideas?" Curze used his kindness and forgiveness to tear a Slaanesh demon to pieces, and replied jokingly, "My external brain Sevatar is not here, what ideas can I have?"

"You must be so anxious that you actually asked me for advice. Even Horus didn't dare to ask me for advice."

Luo Xi was speechless. As the saying goes, a shameless person is invincible, and Koz is a typical example in this regard.

"Sevata, Sevata, Sevata is everywhere. Without him, can you do nothing? Are you the commander of the legion, or is he the commander of the legion?"

"If you have any complaints, tell my legion commander. I don't want to hear them."

Curze didn't care at all about the taunting that made Mortarion so angry that he went to hell. He even said in a serious tone that Sevatar was in charge of all the affairs of the Legion.

If Typhon were to meet a Primarch like Curze, both sides would probably be delighted.

As the two were escaping and bickering, the Emperor's light illuminated the beautiful and dark palace of the Six Rings of Slaanesh.

All debauchery, chaos, and indulgence shrink and retreat under the illumination of this sacred light.

"Goodbye, you perverted playthings of Slaanesh."

Under the angry gaze of the Great Secret Keepers, Roxi waved goodbye to these apostles of the Prince of Joy.

The people who were separated after boarding the Spirit of Vengeance finally found their direction again at the call of the Emperor.

Luo Xi's eyes flashed, and he returned to the dim cabin of the Spirit of Vengeance.

"Is everything I experienced real or an illusion?" Luo Xi felt his whole body in a trance.

But he didn't have time to think about this problem. The most urgent task was to reunite with the emperor immediately.

The former Queen of Glory-class battleship beneath his feet was now filled with extremely powerful forces of chaos and corruption, almost making people feel instinctive trembling and fear.

The shouts and sounds of fighting were coming from afar, and the real enemy was now right in front of them.

Chapter 658 Everyone Gathers

Luo Xi stared at the surrounding environment. The cabin deck of the Spirit of Vengeance was shrouded in thick fog.

Everything around was hazy, and it was impossible to tell the time or see through the space. The twisted darkness could make people go in the wrong direction at any time and never be able to escape.

This is not even a subspace, but a ritual altar that was deliberately created to achieve a certain purpose.

If it weren't for the guidance of the Emperor's Light, even if Luo Xi and others could escape from the trial ground created by the evil god, they would not be able to find the right direction within the limited time.

Luo Xi released a small psychic bubble to cover him and Koz to prevent them from being affected by the unknown environment outside.

Suddenly, he felt something passing by him quickly, but he couldn't see it clearly.

"Is it Ryan, Chagatai and the others, or is it a hidden enemy?"

Luo Xi did not dare to be careless at all. He reduced the presence of the two people to avoid fighting in such a void environment.