I'm a magnetic field madman

No, it's not just that.

Leon looked at the Emperor's Shield in his hand. He had already obtained this shield... and he knew that what was in front of him was definitely not the warp evil that his father had placed here to guard.

Is his problem simply a matter of relying on the emperor's bestowal?

Leon remained silent for a moment, then put down the Imperial Shield in his hand, discarding this artifact that could dispel any dark clouds in the warp.

He looked at Koz, at his own inner demons, at his own insecure self.

“Yes, I grieve for my children,” Leon said in a low voice.

"Whether it's those children being hunted down, or those who have been driven mad for millennia for a false loyalty... it's my fault that ultimately brought about all this bitter consequences."

Koz's smile froze on his face, the pale, lifeless face slowly crumbled, and then transformed into something else...

It looked like Saint Gilles, but looking at his brother's appearance, the lion still felt guilty yet remained calm as he spoke...

"Yes, I doubt whether you would have survived if I had been there for Terra that day, and whether the Empire would have had a better future. I feel guilty towards you, my brother, for not being able to do all of this."

“Vulcan, I failed to fulfill my duty as the chief to protect the empire, and you have been forced to bear responsibilities that you should not have borne.”

“Loka, now that I understand the true nature of things, I do indeed worship my father as a god. Just like you did during the Great Expedition…”

“Guilliman, I am not as good as you at handling things, and I have no right to accuse you of being wrong.”

“Fogen, I regret every moment that I didn’t kill you before you killed Felus.”

"Corax, perhaps I should have been smarter so I could have changed my mistake."

"Ferus, I will carry out the revenge for you..."

“Alpharis, I must admit I’ve always been jealous that you were able to share so many of Father’s secrets, and why you were the first son he found.”

"Dorn, I truly envy the trust my father places in you."

“Magnus…you’re a self-righteous idiot who thinks he can do whatever he wants, but I have no right to insult you!”

"Chagatai, we have said everything we needed to say!"

"Motalian, why are you here? I have nothing to say to you!"

"Ruth, you stupid dog! We're all late! None of us did what we were supposed to do!"

Leon faced one brother after another, speaking to them word after word... yet his initial guilt gradually gave way to increasing composure and arrogance.

He has faced his true self, and he has faced the things he was unable to do before!

He had suffered a blow to his self-esteem for failing to do these things, and then tried to cover up this shame with other things.

But not now. He faced all his mistakes head-on, transforming himself from a sensitive yet cold lion into a truly mature person!

What is maturity? Leon once thought it was about taking on all the responsibilities, but now he understands another truth—that is, to honestly admit his own incompetence.

If you make a mistake you shouldn't have made, you must bear the pain that comes with it! If you can't do that, you're nothing but a creature with desires but no soul.

However, if a person keeps taking on the burden of mistakes just for the sake of this responsibility, then he is nothing more than a person without a self!

Learning to take responsibility is the beginning of maturity, while learning to acknowledge one's shortcomings is the completion of self-realization.

Perhaps we will inevitably face things in life that we cannot resist but must bear... However, we should not be arrogant and think that we will definitely overcome difficulties.

Acknowledge your shortcomings, then experience failure, and finally find ways to overcome them. This time, I took the right path.

Since you've done your best, why feel guilty?

Primarchs may be extraordinary and perfect beings, perhaps possessing lifespans that mortals cannot reach... but psychologically, they are no more mature or perfect than mortals.

Such a simple truth, yet it took Leon ten thousand years to understand, and only now, at this moment, has he finally completed this part of himself!

The illusion before him no longer transformed into Horus, but truly shattered! And that shattered illusion ultimately became someone Leon did not recognize.

"Congratulations, the mighty lion has finally truly faced itself."

Bai Wujie smiled and applauded the emperor's descendant, then raised his hand and chuckled...

"Why did you do this?" Leon asked hoarsely.

"Because it brings joy, because it's fun, powerful strength needs a mind worthy of it to bear it," Bai Wujie said with a smile.

"Consider it a gift; your performance is worthy of this present. Leon Al Johnson, use him to defeat Angron."

In an instant, Leon opened his eyes.

The raging flames burned in the lion's eyes, while the powerful magnetic field reorganized his cells and completely restored his heart!

At the same time, the reverse current instantly burned away his aged face and body, his long golden hair flew wildly, and the broken Lion King Sword merged into his hand, as if he had returned to ten thousand years ago!

He stood up and silently watched Angron, who was not surprised by the rise of the lion.

He simply looked at Leon with a sigh and said softly...

"The mighty lion has finally truly returned."

He gripped the black sword tightly, no longer suppressing his power, and released all his magnetic field energy! Because he knew that the person before him was worthy of his full strength!

Because his Primarch essence had already sensed Leon's emotional changes, even though he was very unwilling, after regaining his Primarch identity, he inevitably possessed the ability to share the pain of others... especially the feelings of his own blood brothers.

That's why he knew about the changes in the lion's soul, and he also knew that he had received a "gift" worthy of himself...

"Angron, this is not the place for us to fight."

Leon said calmly, and as he spoke, the massive Crown Mountain was pulled up into the boundless dark starry sky by an invisible magnetic force.

"While my essence can neutralize the aftershocks of our battle, it will still have an impact. I don't want Guilliman's world to be destroyed."

Having said that, he removed the Emperor's Shield from his back and then hurled it onto the infinitesimally small patch of earth beneath his feet. Angron watched the Emperor's Shield disappear, and said with great interest…

"What? You don't want to use his power anymore?"

"We won't need it in the upcoming battle," Leon said coldly.

"And perhaps I am not suited to use it either, so let Guilliman use it."

The towering mountains carried them into orbit, and under the lock of countless warships, they could only see two Primarchs locked in combat.

But they couldn't help; no one could intervene, not even the Dark Angels!

Azrael wanted to assist the Primarch, but Leon's voice of refusal echoed in the ears of every Dark Angel.

"Not bad, Angron said with a grin, looking around at the countless imperial warships that surrounded him and Leon in the distance."

“Leon, brother, I’m in a really good mood today. I’ve realized that not all my brothers are weaklings like Guilliman who rely on their father, or good-for-nothings like Mortarian and Loga.”

"Perhaps in your eyes I'm just another piece of trash like them... but it doesn't matter, because I already have a feeling. When I blast you down, I, Angron, will feel an unparalleled climax!!"

“Angron! You can never make up for your mistakes in this lifetime, but at least you have taken the first step.”

Faced with Angron's provocation, Leon calmly and composedly replied...

"But that doesn't stop me from giving you a good lesson, as your older brother!"

"Is that so? Then, brother, come at me!" Angron laughed wildly, unleashing his full magnetic field power!

The battle has begun!

115. The Lion King's Sword

"The power of 750,000 horses·Tianwu Duanshengdao!!"

"The power of 750,000 horses·Tianwu Duan Xin Dao!!"

"Seven hundred and fifty thousand bolts of power - Heavenly Martial Arts Sever the Heavenly Dao!!"

First strike, second strike, third strike!

Angron charged towards Leon in an instant, unleashing three consecutive powerful attacks that relentlessly pounded into Leon!

"What's wrong? Brother, don't you know how to fight back?"

Angron roared as he tore off Leon's flesh, then punched him into the dark depths of space, howling like a wild beast...

"You fucking better wake up and get into the fight!!"

Upon contact, Angron had already overwhelmed Leon, putting him at a disadvantage. Could it be that even after overcoming his true self, Leon's power was still inferior to Angron's?

No... Leon was just testing the waters, just thinking about what strategy and method could achieve the greatest victory.

And Angron was well aware of this as well.

He was also curious about what kind of magnetic field master's life Leon had obtained from that guy, and what kind of ultimate skill he had mastered.

With a clear killing intent, Leon realized his mistake and simultaneously unleashed the ultimate killing technique he had learned from the consciousness of that powerful figure towards Angron!

Like the ocean, like giant waves! In this boundless ascent, Leon's strike created a non-existent magnetic ocean. The ferocious and domineering illusion of power made every Space Marine and mortal observing this battle seem to see an ocean filling the entire Macragge Sector!

Kill! Whale! Overlord! Fist!

Fierce and ferocious, an incredibly terrifying killer whale roared out of the ocean, charging towards Angron with the frenzy that had devoured everything in its path!

Fast, strong, incredibly powerful! With a single move, Leon directly overwhelmed Angron's 800,000 horsepower and his extremely powerful, complete cultivation level…

Even though Angron had anticipated this, he still hadn't expected the power of this attack, and was thus severely hit!

Angron was struck in the blink of an eye, and a fifth of his body was devoured by the raging killer whale, but the Lion King's attack was only the beginning!

The illusory killer whale twisted in an instant, transforming into a gigantic and terrifying lion, and the form of the attack also changed.

Countless, even more subtle yet fierce and domineering punches slammed into Angron's body, like countless tearing claws of a lion, instantly scraping away countless pieces of Angron's flesh!

"Angron, what are you standing there for? The offensive has only just begun, so get serious!!"

Leon roared, and his attack grew even stronger!

Angron felt the throbbing pain and damage in his body, but this did not affect his fighting spirit in the slightest.

"Good, very good, you've come at the right time, Leon!!"

Angron roared, and the jet-black giant shark battle pattern appeared above his head... and then, a matching domineering attack came down immediately!

"Eighty-three hundred thousand horsepower of power - Heavenly Martial Divine Path Severance!!"

Overbearing, domineering, and brutal!

Countless mutated giant sharks surged out from the waves, devouring the enormous lion in an instant with speeds exceeding the limits of relativistic physics!

In a battle between masters, their terrifyingly powerful abilities were contained within an extremely small area of ​​damage by their respective ultimate cultivation levels...

Even so, following the illusion created by the momentum of their battle...

It still left countless Imperial soldiers on the track around Macurag dumbfounded!

Both the Astartes and the Astral Army suspected they had eaten something they shouldn't have, which caused them to see such terrifying visions.

But this is not an illusion; it is the truth, the reality facing all of them!

For the Astartes who knew nothing about that era ten thousand years ago, and whose understanding of the Primarch was only vague in legends and chapter histories, a strange idea arose.

It turns out that the mythical records of the state religion have actually smeared my father's fighting prowess!

It turns out that our Primarch possessed such astonishing power during the Golden Age ten thousand years ago, and the wars fought there were even more astonishing!

Croak! My father is invincible!

Some state priests were even more ecstatic, because for devout believers, the more powerful the deity, the purer and more correct their faith appeared.

However, the bishops and judges did not necessarily seem happy.

Those who are closest to God are often the least likely to believe in Him; perhaps this isn't always the case here...

However, for these powerful figures who had received intelligence and were dispatched by their respective factions to investigate the situation, they undoubtedly feared the Primarch's overwhelming power.

But this is undoubtedly not an illusion, nor is it highly dangerous and unstable psionic energy; it is a truly astonishing power!

but……

"This power is heretical, utterly heretical."

The Grand Inquisitor, who had arrived with a state religious pilgrimage ship, stared at the fighting Leon and Anglon, his sharp, hawk-like eyes filled with deep gloom.

How could such power be wielded by anyone other than the Emperor? And how could the Primarch, possessing such power, be placed under the supervision of the Inquisition and other Imperial institutions in the future?

No, it must be reported and monitored—even the Primarch cannot possess such uncontrollable power!

"Hahaha, Leon, I really want to smash your face in!!"

The roaring Angron had shattered its power armor, and its terrifying body swelled up, perfectly matching the super-powerful flow brought by its three hearts!