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The four fastest Titans came at high speed with huge strides, and the plasma blaster cannons and Vulcan heavy bombs loaded on their bodies kept firing continuously.

Their light void shield generators blocked enemy fire attacks. In the cockpit, the captain maintained communication with the machine soul through the MIU link. The Titan's machine soul was extremely irritable and angry. The captain had to calm the machine soul and control the machine together with the two operators.

"Support the original body, support the original body!"

"at all costs!"

The drivers were roaring. It only took 20 seconds for the Warhound Titan to go from being completely shut down to running at full speed. They rushed straight towards Angron who was fighting with the Primarch. The terrifying Titan weapons bombarded the hideous monster at close range.

The Daemon Primarch was startled by the sudden attack. He threw Guilliman aside and flapped his wings, swooping down towards the head cockpit of a warhound.

The ceramic steel and adamantium composite armor plates withstood Angron's fierce attack. The missile launcher released all its inventory, and the fierce explosion immediately blew him away.

The War Hound Titans bit the Demon Primarch fiercely. They concentrated three Titans to hunt down the lone Angron, while the remaining one continued to support Guilliman against Lorgar.

Vulcan's heavy bombs forced Angron to retreat step by step. The firepower was more powerful than that of a land tank, and even after being weakened, it was not something that flesh and blood could resist.

Several large holes appeared on Angron's body as the metal bullets penetrated his muscle defense and shattered the armor formed by the energy of the warp.

Witnessing his own demon prince falling into disadvantage under the fierce attack of the Titans, a violent warp storm came from the Supreme Heaven. The displeasure of the Blood God made Angron feel like he had lost his parents.

The violent storm disrupted the operation of the Titan Machine Souls, and a gap appeared in their encirclement. Angron immediately seized the opportunity and pounced on it, using his hands and feet to grab out the cab of a Titan.

The energy of the Blood God is gathering, which makes His Demon Prince more powerful. Angron's body continues to grow rapidly, gradually becoming as tall as the War Dog Titan.

On the other side of the battlefield, the Warhound Titan that came to the rescue released its plasma blaster, instantly leaving a violent shock wave on Lorgar's psychic shield. The Great Speaker's heart stagnated and his face suddenly turned pale.

He once again used his psychic powers to repel the warhounds' attack, and Guilliman took the opportunity to strike directly at Lorgar's throat, leaving a bloody mark on Lorgar's face, which was extremely similar to the Emperor's.

The situation on the battlefield continued to intensify. Although the Ultramarines had the support of the Titans and the cover of the mortal auxiliaries, the enemy was two traitorous Primarchs and more than 15,000 World Eaters Astartes. Nuceria had completely turned into the realm of the abominations of the Warp.

The World Eaters fought bravely on the red sands, and with every kill they received, the Blood God's blessing made them stronger.

The battle axe in his hand easily tore through the protection of the ceramite armor, and as for those adamantium warriors who could not be defeated, some Khorne demons that appeared as the war expanded surrounded them.

Swarms of vampires trod upon the red sands of Nuceria, and infernal dragons of brass, cable, obsidian, and steel swooped down upon the standing Titan.

The Daemon Prince of Khorne was knocked to the ground by the Warhound Titan. A Titan named "The Burning One" raised its huge steel claws and stomped down at full speed, pressing Angron's head onto the steaming molten glass.

The crew screamed in excitement as they defeated a Primarch.

"Let him die without a complete body!"

The warhound's massive gears made a rough grinding sound, and Angron struggled under the Titan's claws.

The captain felt the huge resistance coming from below the Titan through the MIU link. He grinned wildly and pulled the joystick to the end.

The Demon Primarch straightened up slowly but firmly. Every muscle of his that defied physics was tensed, his skin that was like beast leather was crisscrossed with thick blood vessels, and his joints and bones were creaking.

The Titan pilot was thrown to the ground by the ascended demon Angron in fear. He blinked, wiped the sticky liquid from his sight, and revealed a hideous smile.

The fallen Titan could never stand up again. It was devoured and eaten by countless bloodthirsty vampires and grotesque Khorne demons. The machine soul was corrupted by the power of the Blood God while screaming.

The Titan Machine briefly crushed the Daemon Primarch underfoot, which means that the power of the Warp is not invincible and human will may have the upper hand in the fight.

Chapter 96 Killing Guilliman (Subscribe)

Guilliman's helmet was constantly receiving data from the battlefield. It was a stream of information gathered from a huge war intelligence system, which was transformed into a detailed analysis of the battlefield under the processing of the Primarch's brain, which was comparable to artificial intelligence.

The Ultramarines realized that it was a mistake to fight on the land of Nuceria. The god behind Angron could project his power through the rituals held on this planet, and the endless stream of demons was the best proof of this.

Before in Calth, although those demons were able to appear on the battlefield, it was definitely not that easy. The barriers of reality were hindering their invasion. But in Nuceria, the curtain of reality had already been blurred.

The war, bloodshed and death on this planet are strengthening the power of the Warp God. No matter which side is bleeding or dying, the Blood God is happy with this nice feast.

The rage in Guilliman's heart grew more and more intense. He sensed something unusual, something was fueling his anger.

Every time he swung the Sword of Sincerity, the Primarch could feel his sword becoming sharper and sharper. He could even directly cut off the psychic attacks launched by Lorgar.

In a sense, the evil god in the subspace is fair.

As long as you are willing to follow His rules, He will generously bless you even if you are on the enemy side.

But this does not mean that the gods of the Warp are harmless. This conceptual power makes Guilliman even more fearful.

The effect of Luojia's psychic offensive on him was weakening, but this was not something to be thankful for, as this battlefield was suppressing psychic power.

He angrily smashed his fist on Lorgar's breastplate, instantly breaking the armor into pieces. Lorgar tried to restore his breathing rate, but Guilliman seized the opportunity and strangled his throat.

The Ultramarines Lord grabbed the Great Bearer's neck from behind and increased the power armor's engine output to maximum. The cold metal made it difficult for Lorgal to breathe.

"Die! You beast!"

The lightning claw in Guilliman's hand was getting closer and closer, and when it was about to pierce his chest, the half-demonized Angertai arrived and blocked the attack for the Father of Genes.

Half of the body of the Blessed Son was torn apart by the decomposition field, and the demon Raum tried his best to help him recover from this serious injury.

It did not approve of Angertai's behavior. Only demons knew that in addition to the body in the real universe, each Primarch also had his own terrible nature in the Warp.

Although the Primarchs themselves may not be aware of it, this does not affect their nature.

In Raum's view, these creatures called Primarchs are no different from himself, except that their bodies are stronger, allowing them to exert powerful power in the real universe.

They are just like the cursed ones. They are no different from the creatures of the warp, but they can walk freely in the real universe.

Guilliman's killing move was interrupted, and Lorgar released a psychic attack, taking the opportunity to break free. He looked at the drop pods falling from the sky like a rainstorm, and immediately realized that he could not delay any longer.

Everything else is secondary, the most crucial factor for victory is: killing Guilliman.

Angron, who was held back by the Ever-Victorious Army and the Titan reinforcements, reunited with Lorgar at this moment. Under the cover of a large number of bloodletting demons, they successfully separated Guilliman from their own legion.

Guilliman was eager to kill Lorgar Aurelion, but he rushed too fast and too hard, and was too far away from his children.

The cobalt blue giant was submerged by the demons on the red sand. The demons of Khorne, dragging all kinds of unimaginable terrible weapons, rushed towards the Primarch one after another.

Even if it is the lowest level vampire, as long as Guilliman's head is taken away, the blood god sitting on the brass throne will not be stingy with a generous blessing.

The frenzied Ultramarines slaughtered the demons that emerged from the sea of ​​​​Warp. They sensed that the Father of Genes was in crisis again, and the fighting power that suddenly erupted was more like that of Khorne's demons.

"You only have one chance, kill Guilliman!"

Lorgar desperately drew on his psychic power. As he said, all the Word Bearers and World Eaters, plus the sudden appearance of the Khorne Daemons created the only chance.

If Guilliman remained within his own ranks, they would have no chance of beheading the Lord of Five Hundred Worlds.

Facing the greatly enhanced power of Angron, Guilliman felt the threat of death. He had to roll on the ground continuously to avoid the war trampling of the demon primarch, while Lorgar constantly used his psychic energy to interfere with his actions.

Lorgar's psychic control attacked again, and this time the Great Bearer finally caught Guilliman's trace. A psychic chain bound his legs, causing him to fall to the ground while moving at high speed.

In a battle where time is measured in microseconds, the sudden fall of one side often means the outcome of the battle.

Hill, who was stopped by Kahn and others, was furious. They couldn't believe that the Primarch was about to be killed in front of them. The Ever-Victorious Army once again failed to protect his father.

"Father!"

"Your opponent is me!" Kahn attacked again, with a violent giant axe blocking in front of him, and Hill had to retreat.

Guilliman's consciousness slowed down to an extremely slow pace, as if he was watching a scene before death. The Primarch watched Angron's deadly demon claws approach his chest inch by inch.

"If I die, what will happen to the five hundred worlds..."

Even when he was on the verge of life and death, Guilliman was still not thinking about himself. What he cared about most were the people of the Five Hundred Worlds. If he fell, no one would be able to stop the rebels' Shadow Crusade.

In this moment of life and death, he vaguely heard a whistling sound from the communicator, but it was too weak. In this battlefield full of blood and fighting, he couldn't even be sure whether it was his hallucination.

"boom--"

A massive metal obelisk slammed down from space, the cold metal blocking the Daemon Primarch's deadly blow before Angron could pierce Guilliman.

Angron only felt that he had hit the golden dragon bone of the Queen of Glory. It was absolutely hard, and the huge recoil force caused severe pain in his bones and nearly broke his arm.

"What is this?" Guilliman took the opportunity to escape from the shadow of death. He broke free from Lorgar's psychic chains and looked at the object in front of him that looked like an obelisk with confusion.

There was no record of this thing in his memory, which also meant that it did not belong to the Thirteenth Legion.

Guilliman's memory was sufficient to remember even the tiniest data, down to the model of weapons held by the most common auxiliary troops.

But it was obvious that the person who parachuted into the obelisk was trying to save him. If he was delayed by even half a second, Angron's fatal attack would have landed, and even the armor made of strong interaction material would not have been able to save his life.

"I've been watching."

A familiar voice sounded in his ears, and Guilliman turned around suddenly, but did not see the figure of his mortal advisor.

"I'm still on the boat, but this should be big enough to get you back."

He immediately realized that the person who sent this thing was Luo Xi.

His armor is a finely crafted power armor made by Luo Xi himself. It is equipped with a positioning and transmission system, which can observe his situation in real time through signals.

After receiving the order, the obelisk that appeared in the center of the battlefield quickly activated the combat mode with its built-in core intelligent brain.

The huge metal of the obelisk melted like liquid and reformed after a few microseconds. In just a blink of an eye, an iron man about five meters tall stood in front of Guilliman.

Chapter 97 Super Thinking Iron Man

It has a humanoid appearance, and the silvery-white metal has the color of a living creature.

The hemispherical head flashes with an orange-red scanning artificial eye, which is completely different from the sturdy and barbaric style of human knights and Titans. The streamlined body is more like some kind of work of art left over from ancient times.

It has no specific weapons, but it is not without killing capabilities. When the order was given, this rescue iron man sent to the battlefield by Roche immediately took action.

The head sensor scanned all the data of the demon in front of it within one nanosecond, including its own mass, instantaneous explosive power, reaction speed, physical strength, attack habits and other information.

Every aspect of the Demon Primarch was defined by the Iron Man, along with the warp power he carried, and fuzzy calculations were performed together, and a corresponding data model was established in the built-in computing core.

In the next instant, the supercomputer's powerful computing engine exhaustively selected the most suitable tools and modes to fight the enemy. In the world of data, it had already fought with Angron millions of times.

Scan - calculate - counter.

All of this happens in a tiny nanosecond.

The real power of Iron Man who possesses super thinking mode lies in his extreme thinking speed. Humans need at least ten milliseconds to think, and the Primitive's thinking speed is dozens or hundreds of times faster, but Iron Man only needs one nanosecond.

The difference in thinking speed between the two sides means that their behavior patterns are unequal. When the attack of the Demon Primarch came, Iron Man had already analyzed and proposed tens of millions of countermeasures.

The force field generator was completed in an instant. The Iron Man raised his palm and grasped the air. Anti-gravity was filled around Angron. The huge beast was isolated in mid-air by the position, without any fulcrum to provide him with leverage.

No matter how powerful he is, he will be completely harmless as long as he is in an isolated environment without gravity.

Angron tried to flap the wings behind him to fly, but the Iron Man had already cut off the air, and he was no different from falling into the deep space.