Warhammer 40: My Fiancée Fulgrim

Why can't even the Emperor remove Butcher's Nail?

Why did the Emperor suddenly become so despicable, only teleporting to Angrom instead of saving his teammates, and ignoring him and his legion?

How can these many doubts be resolved?

good news!

After nine days and nine nights of contemplation, I have finally come up with a way to perfectly explain all the mysteries in the Angron story, far surpassing all previous explanations!

Unfortunately, the blank space here is too small to fit everything.

Chapter 143 Angron has been captured by monsters again!

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For an instant.

In just a moment, more effective than any form of consolation, the angel's rage was brought to a state of unparalleled clarity.

His eyes have become clearer.

As an object of worship for the Holy Blood Angels Legion, Saint Gilles has never been spared the harassment from this [Centaur Gold Ring].

In an effort to correct the Blood Angels' Legion's bloodthirsty and ferocious ghoul mentality, she specifically brought in a large number of artists and cultural workers from the Imperial Prince Legion to provide the Legion with a more restrained atmosphere that valued art and morality.

Unfortunately, it's not easy to learn good things, but it's easy to learn bad things.

Art has indeed learned, and the frequency of its bursts of passion has indeed decreased compared to before.

However, these guys also learned the famous play "Centaur Gold Ring" from the Emperor's son.

Holy Blood Angel: "Waaaaah, I'm so touched! We Holy Blood Angels are going to put on such a tear-jerking drama!"

Holy Blood Angel: "But this play seems to be about the story of Kasgar and Fugrim!"

No!

We need to change it to our story of Baal!

Hey, let's modify this a little to better suit our Holy Blood Angels.

Change Fugrim to Saint Gilles, and change Kasga's name to mine.

OK!

All done!

In this way, the story of the centaur's golden ring was given new life in fan-made works.

"Who did this! Who changed the name of the Holy Blood Angel who was supposed to be acting opposite Mother to their own person, just to sneak in their own private agenda!"

"Unforgivable! It must be changed to mine! This is the story between me and the angel!"

"Stop your delusions! This is clearly based on my mother's true story. My combat buddy, the screenwriter, must have been following me to write such an excellent script!"

The bad news is, its vitality is a bit too strong.

After that, all the Space Marines in the Blood Angels Legion created countless interpretations, adaptations, and reinterpretations of this drama.

[Thirty Years, Tomoe II]

Centaur, gold ring

The only common thread among these fan-created works is that they all feature the (supposedly) centaur gold ring gifted by Saint Gilles.

Then, all the results of their artistic learning were put on display before the angels.

Saint Gilles "."

Centaur, gold ring.

Centaur, gold ring.

Still a centaur, with a gold ring!

Please, you've tasted enough, please take it away.

The angel had intended to say that, but given the incredible enthusiasm of the Holy Blood Angels, he hesitated.

If we simply and directly reject them, wouldn't that discourage them from ever recovering? Would that be too cruel for the Holy Blood Angels?

In the end, the gentle woman chose to end it all in a way that would not harm her offspring.

She read them all.

Although it was difficult to see clearly, it appeared that a piece of the toe area of ​​the gleaming gold boots had been torn.

But I still watched it all.

This inevitably caused even the kindest angels to develop some PTSD from the very beginning regarding the term "centaur gold ring."

The angel regained consciousness.

"What does this mean? Who are you? How do you know about the Centaur Gold Ring?"

There was no answer.

"Who exactly are you? Why are you appearing in my mind?"

The angel pressed on, but still received no answer.

Your offspring are dying, little angel.

Want to go out and wreak havoc, tearing apart all the enemies of the Holy Blood Angels? We will grant you that power.

Just as Saint Gilles hesitated, another voice began to resonate in her mind.

[As long as you're willing to say "blood sacrifice—"]

"Centaur gold ring".

The angel, who had been hesitating, immediately began to mutter rapidly.

If it were Saint Gilles, who was in a state of extreme anger just moments before, there would indeed be some risk of him being tempted.

But afterward, Saint-Gilles, who had instantly regained his senses, found this clumsy attempt at persuasion to surrender laughable.

By comparing the two, one can know who the evil god that Kabanha keeps talking about really is.

Because an evil god may be evil, but it can never be harmonious.

The only evil creation of the aliens could be the god of blood and war.

But it could never be some centaur god with a golden ring.

If it really is a centaur, I'm afraid the cultists might burst out laughing halfway through their chanting.

"Centaur gold ring".

The angel continued, recalling the happy times she had spent with the Holy Blood Angels.

Warm and beautiful.

—It would be even better if there weren't any crazy scenes.

【.】

The voice that resonated within the angel's heart fell into a brief silence, as if it were contemplating how to handle the situation.

No, angel. You misheard. It was a blood sacrifice to the Blood God; the centaur gold ring has nothing to do with our conversation.

"Centaur gold ring".

But the angel ignored the increasingly anxious correction from the voice, and continued to recall those beautiful moments in his mind while muttering about the centaur's golden ring.

He received careful instruction from his elder brother Horus.

After entering space, the Wolf God taught Saint Gilles, who did not yet know how to fight in space, everything he had to teach him. With the two fighting side by side, they could easily defeat any alien enemy, no matter how difficult it was.

—It would be even better if there weren't any crazy scenes.

[No! It's a blood sacrifice to the Blood God! A blood sacrifice to the Blood God!!!]

Anxious.

It's visibly urgent.

But the angel completely ignored the Blood God mentioned by the Kabanha alien, and only focused on the "Centaur Gold Ring".

"Centaur gold ring".

This is the twenty-ninth time.

"Centaur gold ring".

The angel thought of the Space Marine, Kasgar, who had been busy by his side, running between Primarchs to provide assistance.

This includes, but is not limited to, finding the Word Bearer traitors, reorganizing the Word Bearer army, curing Bloodthirst, and saving Angron.

An interesting little guy.

This may not have been his task, but he never seemed to consider giving up or slacking off.

Perhaps his power isn't that great, but one day, he will be able to save the world.

The angels seemed to sense the powerful, prophetic conviction.

The thirtieth time.

After uttering "Centaur Gold Ring" for the thirtieth time, a tiny golden glimmer shone before Saint Gilles and continued to expand, eventually covering the entire red sand world.

After that flash of light, the angel left this place of trouble.

—The SSR I got has run away!

A crimson roar, accompanied by a storm, swept across the entire red sand space, shaking the earth so that the creatures fighting each other before the brass throne could not straighten their bodies.

From His anger.

Khorne was defeated.

He suffered a crushing defeat at the hands of the centaur's golden ring.

How shameful (actually, it's God).

As the golden light gradually brightened, the angel Saint Gilles seemed to see a centaur shimmering with strange radiance, galloping endlessly in this golden ocean.

It was a very eerie scene, I must say.

But eventually, after a period of change that wasn't too long, the gold around her gradually faded and dimmed, revealing the surrounding scenery back into her field of vision.

The forest vegetation had grown lush, and there seemed to be no trace of the crimson demonic alien anymore.

She returned here, back to the jungles of Nukelia, not to that endless red sand land.

It's finally out.

But has Kabanha really left? Or is he hiding nearby, ready to launch another surprise attack at any moment?

What about Casgar and Angron?

Where did they go?

A series of questions arose in Saint Gilles' mind.

She did not let her guard down, but instead gripped the spear in her hand tightly and flapped her wings as she flew into the sky.

"Sanguinius!"

Just as she was about to fly into the sky to find out what was going on, a shout came from beside the angel from Casca.

"Casca!"

The angel descended slowly, somewhat doubtful: "Are you really Casca?"

"I can prove it."

Seeing that the angel was still somewhat uneasy, Kaska raised his hands and slowly spoke.

"Centaur Gold—"

"enough."

The angel frowned and narrowed his eyes, one hand supporting his forehead: "I've heard enough. You don't need to be like the Holy Blood Angel, constantly talking about the centaur gold ring."

"Alright, Your Grace, please allow me to correct you. It is they who are imitating me."