Man in Warhammer, starting Primarch

Efilar waved her wings and flew towards the bizarre and bizarre depths of the sky. This was a journey with little hope, an endless foolishness. This journey was almost a life-or-death experience, and she knew it very well - -In order to pursue the Allah in her mind, even though she was covered with thorns and bruises, she had no regrets.

suddenly,

"Pfft——"

A huge eye pupil opened between her eyebrows.

Her body stagnated in mid-air uncontrollably.

"Efilar, my most loyal girl, my most devout nun, how can you be so willful? The soldiers are still waiting for you to lead, and the people's hearts in despair are still waiting for you to illuminate, how can you? Abandon the heavy responsibility I entrusted to you, and be led by your emotions to embark on this reckless folly?”

The Primarch's voice sounded in her head.

The slight reproach in his tone weighed on her heart like a mountain, but she did not obey as before.

She raised her head, her eyes filled with the light of her soul filled with stubbornness, "My lord, forgive me for my willfulness this time. Efilar has nothing to ask for. I just want to follow you. The harder it is, the harder it will be." I can’t help but want to walk side by side with you!”

"Nonsense!" the primarch's scolding voice echoed in her mind.

"I just went to attend the invitation of the gods, and I wasn't buried there. You have so little confidence in me, that you think I am destined to fail?!"

"No, my lord, I never meant this." Efilar shook his head repeatedly.

"Go back, don't worry about me, the day of reunion is not far away."

This time, without waiting for Efilar's reply, her body flew in the direction in which she came from. The light of the soul released from the open pupils between her eyebrows penetrated the layers of fog in the sea of ​​​​mind, carrying her with her. All the way back.

"My Lord, when can we meet again?!"

As the D demon, Efilar had completely lost control of her body at this moment, and she could only ask anxiously.

But this time, the voice in my heart did not ring again.

What awaited her was silence.

Until after a period of time that she felt was very long and difficult.

The guidance in my heart sounded again,

"The magic circle hasn't been opened yet, and I don't know where the gods will take me."

"Go find my brother, the Primarch of the Thirteenth Legion and the King of Five Hundred Worlds, Guilliman. The group of prophets around him should be able to predict my whereabouts."

"By the way, after finding them, ask Gris to ask Caul for advice. The psychic engine of the Second Legion has not been completed yet. My children have not been born yet. I don't know how the Great Sage did it."

After hearing the response, Efilar's face showed ecstasy.

At this time, her body also crossed the endless space of the sea of ​​​​mind, and hit the ruins of the City of Light like a bolide.

"Efilar, you're back so soon! Have you found His Highness?" Kane, who was still making preparations not far away, immediately put down the work at hand and asked excitedly after seeing her.

"Ahem." Efilar climbed up from the ruins, ignoring the dust on his body.

"Quickly, notify the Astropath and do your best to contact His Highness the Regent!"

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"Dukele, what's wrong with you?"

"My plan has been ruined by you, there is no need for us to have another dispute!" Magnus, who was sitting on the ground, noticed the change in No. 2's expression, instinctively shrank his neck, and then shouted inwardly.

This brother of his always spoke with his fists first in every communication, which indeed left a considerable psychological shadow on him.

"It's nothing. The child was disobedient and I gave him a scolding."

"The naughty kid is just disobedient. Don't look at me. The same goes for you, my stupid brother."

While he was talking, Dukel also leaned over and sat next to him.

Magnus was right, his plan had been ruined, and he himself had become his own prisoner.

The Lord of Destiny's teleportation circle is about to be completed.

There was really no need to beat him anymore at this moment.

However, after seeing Magnus's demonic form that was completely separated from human beings, he couldn't help but said,

"Brother, do you know what surprised me the most after I recovered from the loss of control? It's how you guys made yourself look like half man and half ghost, what you got after betraying mankind Don’t you feel disgusted with the devil’s body?”

"What do you know about Duke!" Magnus was furious after hearing what he said. "You are lucky. You have not experienced those bleak years, so of course you can talk nonsense!"

"Hahaha, you are right, I don't understand." Dukel said with a smile, "So what makes you feel so wronged, my brother?"

"There is nothing to be wronged about! I have never regretted my choice!" Magnus shouted, "All the misery of the empire and mankind is due to our father's indifference! If not, how could you and No. 11 be Even if he is removed from the list, Horus will not make that choice!”

"You know this very well, right, Dukel?! Our father, he is not a human being! He is a cold and heartless monster! In his eyes, we are just tools!"

Magnus became more and more excited as he spoke, his huge one eye bursting with red light, constantly accusing Dukel of the Emperor's ruthlessness.

"Okay, okay, you're like this and you still say you don't care?" Duker looked at him with a smile on his face.

"You stupid guys, you just care too much about whether the emperor loves you. You are more extreme than the other, and you also like to play some tricks."

"I didn't!" Magnus said angrily, "I will always remember that I am the pride of the Thousand Sons and the son of Prospero!"

"I am not a tool created by that man and can be erased at will! Never!"

Magnus denied anything about the Emperor, denying that he was a created infant.

He is the Crimson King, a wise man who peeps into the truth, and a scholar who pursues knowledge and art.

He was cared for and taught by Prospero's scholars. He single-handedly transformed Tizca from a hopeless shelter into humanity's brightest jewel; he was open-minded and compassionate towards the weak.

His father in Prospero was by no means the ruthless tyrant sitting on the throne!

He and his heirs are by no means tools that can be wiped out at will!

Looking at Magnus's appearance, Duker couldn't help but sigh at the old man's low emotional intelligence and the brain circuitry of a problematic child.

However, there was no longer enough time for small talk.

The light of the huge magic circle shines brighter and brighter, and the spiritual energy in it has gathered to its peak.

"It's fun, but we don't have time to chat."

As he spoke, Duker held Magnus in his hands, punched him a few times, and waited for the magic circle to open.

Buzz! ——

After a period of distortion, the light of the magic circle disappeared, and the two demigod original bodies, as well as the entire remains of the Great Pyramid of Tizka, disappeared into the bizarre subspace.

Under the mighty power of the Lord of Destiny, the magic circle tore apart the barriers between the subspace and the physical universe, carrying this behemoth towards the unpredictable and distant place.

Boom! ——

When the remains of the Great Pyramid fell, a huge roar shook the entire planet, and all beings hidden in this dark world were aware of the arrival of the original body at the same time.

Countless roars and strange screams sounded, and the demons were eager to try. In the trap set by the gods, they were bound to destroy or betray the original body, and win the favor of the gods.

"Dukele, you are finally here!"

Although they were still extremely far apart, the hatred in Fulgrim's heart had already made him unbearable. The low snake chirping immediately sounded in the original body's ears, and the malice contained in it was enough to make all living beings... be terrified.

"Fulgrim, you are here too?!"

The Primarch laughed heartily after hearing this, and the appearance of another Demonic Primarch seemed to make him even more happy.

He looked at Magnus in his hand and sensed Fulgrim's presence through his spiritual energy. A sincere smile couldn't stop appearing on his face.

What a good day is today?

It was a double happiness!

Is this the conspiracy of the gods?

Love it, love it.

Dukel carried Magnus for a few steps, then felt something was wrong and threw him to the ground again.

The heavy body shook up a large amount of smoke and dust in the ruins of the Great Pyramid - the devil's original body was beaten to bruises and bruises by the original body at this moment, and he no longer had the strength to stand up.

Duker looked at his brother and studied it carefully.

This prisoner cannot be thrown away, but it is not convenient to take him to fight.

Although Magnus's weight was nothing to him, his huge body hindered his movements.

After a short period of thinking, Dukel's spiritual energy was released, squeezing all the soul and essence of the demon primarch into his head, and then the chain sword buzzed and cut off his neck directly.

Even the Astartes can survive for a long time after being decapitated; and as the demon primarch, Magnus's vitality far exceeds that of the Space Marines. Just be careful not to hurt him. Just the soul and essence.

He picked up the red-skinned one-eyed, giant-like head - and hung it directly on his waist.

"No. 2, fuck you! Do some personnel work!"

Magnus, who was hanging on his waist, couldn't hold himself any longer and began to curse.

"Ha ha ha ha."

But what the demon primarch responded to was just a series of long smiles.

Dukel jumped down from the ruins of the Great Pyramid in a few steps, holding a blood-red chain sword.

Take the initiative to walk towards the depths of this dark world——

He was still looking forward to what surprises the gods had prepared for him, and he didn't know what kind of battle would be waiting for him next.

The undying fighting passion in his eyes exploded to the extreme at this moment, and the extreme emotions accumulated in the beliefs of humans and green-skinned orcs ushered in the moment of catharsis.

The majestic body, which was two stories high, gradually disappeared into the darkness.

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