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Chapter 1004 358. Interlude: Night Lion Wolf (4k)

Author: Cut the wallpaper with a knife

Chapter 1004 358. Interlude: Night Lion Wolf (4k)

The meeting is over.

Conrad Coates whistled happily. When he walked, he would let his toes touch the ground first, and then the whole sole of his feet. He walked very fast, as if he was impatient. This gesture made him look like he was dancing or gliding.

.

He walked into a room, the door slid open and another man walked in.

Above his head and the people behind him, a soft light source slowly spread out.

The ground cracked, and two weapon racks rose up from the metal ground and parked in front of them. Swords, guns, axes, and a wide variety of weapons were placed in an orderly manner. A triangular simple mark left by the center was on the handle.

The end of the handle slowly blooms.

"What weapon do you want to use?" Konrad Curze asked with his back to his brother.

He seemed very relaxed, and the lines on his back were completely relaxed. He raised his right hand and tapped each weapon on his weapon rack with his slender index finger. They may not have the decomposition position of a monomolecular saw blade, but don't doubt it.

Their power.

Either crisp or dull sounds began to echo in the room, the door slid open, and several more people walked in.

The angel with wings on his back sighed and complained to the dark-faced giant beside him: "Sometimes I really hope you can hug Conrad with all your strength one more time."

"I'm afraid he will turn into darkness and disappear, right?"

The giant smiled slightly, with a calmness that was unique to him in his eyes as red as lava: "Let them fight, Sanguinius. If it doesn't work, I will try to stop it."

Leman Russ stood beside them without saying a word. Horus had his hands behind his back and seemed to be standing tall, but his frown still revealed something.

Leon El'Jonson did not answer Konrad Coze's question. He had taken off his armor and was wearing a shirtless jacket at the moment. Underneath his old face was a strong body. He bent his arms,

Move them around a bit.

As the muscles swelled, a terrible sense of power began to appear.

Then, he held a two-handed sword. The silver metal surface shone, and the perfect weight created a perfect balance. The Lion King picked it up and placed it on the index finger of his right hand, balancing it easily.

"Good sword."

He slowly uttered a comment, then threw it up. He turned around, raised his right hand again, and grasped the sword again just in time. He began to wave his arm, and the air was cut smoothly, a dangerous

The sound began to echo slightly in the room.

The Primarchs all captured it.

Konrad Coze turned around with a smile. He was also holding a sword. He did not speak, but put it on his shoulder and began to pace slowly and lazily.

"Test?"

"I'd rather call this a warm-up dance move - what do you think?"

He began to jump slowly, and his strength and agility were perfectly displayed between several vertical jumps. The smile on his pale face was getting stronger and stronger.

Faced with Curze's provocation, the Lion King just shook his head slowly: "Your smile is so hypocritical."

"Oh?" Coz uttered a short syllable, his smile still on his face.

"I've already said it - your disguise is really poor."

Holding the sword in one hand and standing on the spot, the Lion King said calmly: "You want me to think that you are still the same person as before, but I can see that, Konrad Coates, you have changed - although I

I don’t know why, but I want to find out.”

"There is a price to pay for meeting the truth." The Lord of Night replied slowly.

"Then come."

The lion of Caliban holds the sword with both hands. Nothing appears on his calm and old face, only the deepest calm: "Come and take the price you want."

A violent metal collision sounded the next moment. The sound was too violent and terrifying, like a incomplete echo.

The two sides hit each other hard, and the sound of clanging was endless. Konrad Coze's offensive was crazy. He could always pick out the most dangerous one among thousands of attack routes and choose it without hesitation.

Leon El'Jonson just blocked and then counterattacked. The impact made the ground beneath their feet make muffled sounds from time to time, but none of them chose to stop.

Relying on his advantage in agility, Curze slowly pushed his brother towards the wall with an absolute advantage.

He smiled softly, and slipped away cunningly during the next collision of sword blades, returning to his previous position. The Lion King stood silently and moved his shoulders and neck.

"Have you slept too long and neglected your skills?"

The Lord of the Night asked softly, malice shining on his pale face: "You almost disappointed me. You beat me badly back then, Leon. But, look at you now, what you have become

?”

"You are so old." He sighed, lowered his head and shook his head. "Disgusting."

Leon El'Jonson seemed to smile, but he didn't seem to. Most of his expressions were covered by those beards, except for his bright eyes. And there was no anger at all in his eyes.

"He has changed." Horus whispered from the sidelines. "If the lion of the past were here, we would probably hear his roar immediately and see him running towards Conrad, biting with fangs and sharp teeth.

he."

Sanguinius didn't respond, but his expression became more and more worried.

"It turned out to be a frontal attack."

The old lion walked back to his place and said calmly: "I thought you would continue to use your old methods, but I didn't expect that your swordsmanship would develop to this extent."

"Are you admitting to me that you underestimated the enemy?"

"good."

The lion nodded: "I did despise you, and I paid the price. But the price is obviously not the kind you want. So, go ahead. I still have a lot of time before the time I agreed with him comes.

Could use it on you, Conrad Coates."

The Lord of the Night narrowed his eyes slightly and ran away in the next moment. His speed was already terrifying, but at this moment it was even faster than a ray of light. The sword was raised flat, and a terrifying sound came from the air. Faced with such an offensive

, Leon El'Jonson did not react.

Just a feint.

He turned around, raised his sword, and blocked Curze's fatal move with a perfectly placed block as if he knew something of the future. Then he rotated his wrist and stepped forward at the same time, his power manifesting in an instant.

The Lord of the Night chuckled and backed away, not wanting to wrestle with him. However, the lion let go of his left hand at this moment.

He punched - the power and speed were perfectly demonstrated at this moment, and the tight muscles transmitted majestic power at the edge of the fist, knocking Conrad Coates violently away.

"Go on." Leon said calmly.

The Lord of the Night stood up and touched his right cheek thoughtfully. The pain he felt was genuine, which meant that he had indeed been hit just now.

interesting

He laughed silently: "No, we're done, Leon Al'Jonson - I've got my answer."

"Yeah?"

"Yes, brother."

Konrad Coates laughed. He dropped his sword and opened his arms. He walked towards Leon in an unsuspecting manner. He stopped three steps away and curled his lips happily: "Why?

, but why don’t you come and give me a hug?”

The lion, still holding the sword, shook his head sternly.

"You are really boring," the Lord of the Night complained. "It's always like this, why don't you learn from Sanguinius?"

"Then why don't you learn from him?" Leon replied. "Maybe you can also grow a pair of wings."

"ha!"

Koze laughed sharply, and then turned into darkness and disappeared. The end of the battle was just as determined by his will as its beginning. Leon was not surprised that he would leave like this, he just turned around and looked at

Leman Russ.

Then he raised his sword.

"It's your turn." He announced calmly. "Come on, let's have a fight."

"."

The Fenrisian didn't say anything, he just came to the field and picked up the sword dropped by Konrad Curze. His eyes that used to be full of optimism and heroism were now filled with sadness. He shook his head and finished what he had already done.

The posture dropped.

"I don't want to fight," Leman Russ said. "It doesn't make any sense."

"Everything has its own meaning, and when the swords collide, the truth will also be revealed. Konrad Coates has got the answer he wants, but you haven't - and neither have I. What makes you so

Uneasy, Leman Russ?"

Russ pursed his lips and did not answer the question immediately. The right hand holding the sword began to tremble slowly.

"Calm down," the lion scolded sternly. "You beat me so hard that I could barely stand, but what are you doing now? You can't even keep your balance on the sword."

"You would have done the same if you knew what I was going to face." Ruth didn't even argue, nor did he retort or laugh as always.

His bitter reply brought real anger to his elderly brother's eyes for the first time.

"The flames are burning." Vulkan said softly. "Leon will probably beat him to death if Russ is still like this."

"Don't be too harsh on him." Horus sighed. "What he has to face is something that none of us are willing to face, and it is also something that none of us can bear."

"Just watch."

Sanguinius ended the short discussion with his eyebrows furrowed and his eyes sad. His father's words at the meeting were still echoing in his ears. The little hope revealed in them was precious, but he did not

Take back the order he gave to Russ.

Leon El'Jonson stared gloomily at the dejected wolf, his breathing steady but heavy, and an obvious dissatisfaction bloomed on his face.

"That's it?" he asked. "Is this all you can do?"

"You can't imagine. Brother, you can't imagine what I have to face."

What answered him was Leon's angry swing. The sharp blade almost cut Russ's neck, and shallow blood stains bloomed there. But Leman Russ didn't resist, he didn't even raise the sword.

stand up.

He raised his head quietly: "Come on."

Leon put down his sword and breathed heavily. He lowered his head, and then put his foot on Russ's chest and abdomen without mercy. The Fenrisian tightened his muscles in pain and endured the pain.

"Where is the warrior I once was?"

Questioning, doubt, disappointment - all these create this face at this moment. Leon Al'Jonson, a gloomy and withdrawn, stern and irritable man, just sighs at this moment.

Then he dropped his sword, pulled Russ up, and apologized.

"What did he ask you to do?" Lion King asked, his tone was genuine concern. This was particularly rare. Vulkan and Sanguinius looked at each other, and both saw the astonishment in each other's eyes.

"Don't you know?" Ruth asked with a wry smile. "He didn't tell you what you know, Leon?"

"I know very little, but I only need to know what I really need. That's enough, like what I'm asking you now, Ruth. What did he ask you to do?"

He stared at the wolf closely, and half a second later, he saw something in Leman Russ's eyes that did not belong to his brother.

There was a subtle golden light flashing.

——

The waves gently lapped the rocks, and the sky was dark, with large clouds slowly floating on it, casting shadows. Some corpses were surging in the gray waves not far away, and a man wearing golden armor appeared in Lai

Before the eyes of On El'Jonson.

Without words, Leon came to him and stood side by side with him, observing the tranquil sea. The son's face was older than his father, but his father's eyes were so old that they almost became a silent eternity.

Then, the father spoke first.

"It's not me," he said slowly. "If it were me, I wouldn't let him go against his will again. He obeys my orders because he knows it's right, but that doesn't mean he likes it.

.”

"So, who is it?"

"It's someone you don't know yet."

The father sighed, turned his head and looked at his son: "This is the explanation I can give you, Leon."

"What did he ask him to do?" Leon asked. At this moment, he looked somewhat similar to his previous appearance.

"The end." the father replied. "The end of everything."

"For the sake of Leman Russ's almost broken mind - please, father, please speak clearly."

Leon El'Jonson spat out his words bit by bit from the gaps between his teeth.

"Please show me everything, I know you can. I have been away for too long, ten thousand years is an unimaginable number. I know nothing about the world now, but I will still respond to your call. I am coming

Here, even my own legion has no time to understand - but you answer my inquiries with riddle after riddle, father, this is wrong."

The Lord of Humanity smiled bitterly: "You want to know the truth, that's fine, Leon, but how can I tell you all this?"

"Just start from the beginning - being unspeakable is a pre-reaction to the truth. Please tell me everything, father."

Leon El'Jonson sat down slowly, the wind blowing his white hair. He looked at the gloomy sky with a serious expression: ".This is also my request."

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