Chapter 286
The age of the Primarchs is over!

I don't know what Abaddon, who shouted these words, would feel when he realized that whether it was the helpless Guilliman who hammered him after waking up, or the demonic primarchs of the fallen legions on the Chaos side who were all active.

Abaddon, who was nominally elected by the four gods, knew well that after the return of the original bodies, all the chaos legions would no longer be able to unite under his banner, so he launched an expedition against the human empire that the chaos hated, and personally destroyed that creation. Emperor of their poor fate.

But he has been powerless to stop, or has not noticed the gradual activation of these Primarchs.

Because these activities are not in the Milky Way, but outside the more distant universe.

It stands to reason that the great sword held by Noyd has a special killing effect on the demons in the subspace, but the sword collapsed directly when it cut the arm of the Central Primarch, and did not hurt a hair at all.

The demon demigod easily stretched out his other hand, which looked like an arm growing in the same direction as his body, easily tearing apart the connection between the entire space.

Even half of the shoulders should be exposed, so that the slender and elegant neck can be seen.

A beautiful voice exuding seductiveness, chanting from the mouth that has not yet revealed:

"Remember, His Light is always with us."

What a joke, he is a demigod, how could he be hurt by these backward mortals who wield knives and guns?

After hearing the news, the investigation team came a step too late. When they arrived, they only saw a mysterious monster that they had never seen before entangled in the middle of the whole field, and then it was handed over by a girl with a huge light in her pupils. Suppressed.

"Too pure, too good, it's food that pleases me!"

He easily grabbed that judge, His Excellency, and threw it aside. This old man was not quite to his liking.

Primarch of Slaanesh, Fulgrim, see above.

Fanny looked disappointed at Fulgen's state, and said angrily:
"Is this ugly posture the perfection you're after?"

He has obviously gathered the power of his world and embraced the origin of this world, why is he still suppressed by his father's living saint?
"It seems that you have never woken up after all these years."

"Sin, heh heh heh? Sin—"

"What kind of monster is this thing? I don't remember that the ecology inside the town has shown signs of being breached. Could it be that it is also an ancient dragon blood descendant, mutated from humans?"

"No, this is a monster from head to toe. Even when he is normal, he is not a normal human being as we know him."

So unless this thing is a law of sudden appearance, it can only be a mutation of human beings.

“Repent, His word continues to exhort us.”

Fulgan arrogantly dismissed it, but while twisting his eyes, he finally saw the little girl in the crowd who slowly raised her head.

He spit out the snake letter, as if he was feeling the taste of this world.

The style of the sacred chants changed, and finally turned into endless ridicule and sarcasm, as if they were facing something extremely funny.

Not to mention the admiration and longing for this light before the ancient times.

"No—! How is it possible?"

Based on the known appearance of the two ancient dragon blood descendants, the scholars of the dragon race speculated a terrible conclusion. Obviously, they did not witness any huge monsters breaking through the defense and coming into the town.

When the old and serious language is spoken in a little girl's tone, there is an indescribable weirdness.

"My dear son, I admit that only for you, my education was impatient, and I didn't explain clearly to you what God is. God is bullshit and rubbish. I feel sad and hesitate because you regard me as a god. Instead of correcting your mind in the past, it allowed you to think unhelpful thoughts."

For those mortals who rushed over, they didn't care about their attempts to defend and attack him.

"Practice, His eyes are always on us."

At the same time, the rules of this world finally began to react to outsiders. The power that could be suppressed by the emperor gathered all the power in the body. When it entered the body, those scales remained and began to adapt to the original picture of the world. For the bewildering purple-black.

“He is the Father Almighty, He is God on earth, He is the Eternal Being.”

The corrupted demon face of the original body appeared from the space crack, and those facial features still possessed a powerful charm.

"Then let you judge my sins, but wait until you have the ability to break free from that endless joy."

So much so that he is too familiar with this light.

Watching helplessly the little girl with the golden light in her pupils, who was becoming more and more uncontrollable, soared into the air, grabbed the horn of the devil with one hand and fell directly to the ground, turning his face, his graceful and self-respecting His face was rubbed against the ground.

Fulgrim's subsequent body fell down weakly, and the whole person subconsciously stopped controlling the body. This is the body of the original body of the rising demon.

The pupils of the eyes slowly opened, and there seemed to be a golden light flashing.

In that instant, he seemed to realize the most profane, unspeakable fear.

The entire snake-like body began to grow lines of purulent spots, turning into an ugly and huge dragon-shaped body.

Fulgan yelled excitedly, he couldn't wait to turn this world into his endless garden paradise.

It's like being the most skilled sculptor, using the ugliest things in the world to combine them into the most perfect facial proportions in the world.

The only one who can do this is the one who was once called the father by these rebellious sons.

Fulgrim raised his throat feebly and could only utter these words.

"O sins, tremble."

Li Jianghao responded in a deep voice:

"Roar--!"

This fear was felt even by his master, the great Shalishi.

The Demon Primarch gracefully twisted its neck like a snake, bypassing those sharp space fragments, broke free most of its body, and looked down at the world.

Fulgrim, who had turned into an ancient dragon, erupted with terrifying power. His huge body shook and damaged the entire ground, but he still couldn't escape the little girl's small hand.

Should I struggle, scold, or endure the pain obediently?
While his pride and self-esteem and the fear in his heart were exploded, from these pains, he even felt the existence of happiness due to his nature as a Slaanesh demon!

Fulgrim could no longer respond in human language. In order to break free from the shackles, he even completely restrained his thoughts as a wise soul, completely turning himself into a pure beast.

Ancient dragon species, Fulgrim, Fulgrim, or, raving dragon.

"Should we hunt him or handle it yourself? This seems to be the trouble you made?"

Canglanxing slowly walked forward and looked at the birth of the ancient dragon in front of him, feeling a desire to fight in his heart.

(End of this chapter)

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