Proof of the Sun King

The confrontation between Kabanha and Fugan shook the heavens like a **** descending into the mortal world. Kabanha has destroyed countless worlds. It has personally slaughtered the worlds of mortals and transformed them into demon worlds. It once turned the kingdom of the gods into a sea of ​​fire, countless native gods fell under its great axes and whips, and it once slaughtered all the mortals who bravely and tenaciously guarded their homes.

Kabanha also played against Sanguinius. It was in the distant era of the Great Crusade. For the first time, Kabanha almost killed Sanguinius, but after breaking Sanguinius. After Les's leg, the Khorne Demon was still defeated by the angels with all his strength. The second time was in the siege of Terra. This time, Sanguinius did not give Kabanha another chance, and defeated the Demon very cleanly. The head was chopped off.

And under Khorne's command, there is actually only one great demon that can compare to Kabanha, and that is Angjath, the guardian of the skulls, the lover of the throne of Khorne, the commander of the bloodthirsty demon, and the death He is also the strongest bloodthirsty demon, none of them. However, Angjas does not belong to the Khorne Demon Army. It is only responsible for serving the Khorne deity, so it is extremely difficult to be summoned, except for Angujas. Outside of going in, Kabanha is the number one demon under Khorne.

There is no doubt that Kabanha has the power to challenge the Primarch.

However, there is a limit to all this, that is, there must be enough wind of chaos.

Therefore, Kabanha, who came with his own body, can be evenly matched with Fulgrim at the beginning, and the sacred duel between the two people almost blew up half of Costantinier. This is a battle between the gods, and almost no one is qualified. Participating in it, even the most insane Skaven Plague Priests, who only knew how to praise the horned rat for their long live charge, were shivering with fear of this level of battle.

However, after the initial fierce battle, Kabanha's power was eventually limited by the Maelstrom and the Great Guardian, and its power began to gradually weaken.

As for Fugen, the more and more he attacked, he held a sword in one hand and a gun in the other. Every time the primarch was enough to smash a mountain, his fighting spirit became more and more intense, and the long-lost battle allowed him to run his momentum to the The pinnacle, like the primordial who followed the war commander to the endless glory during the Great Crusade, returned to the world. Although he was also suppressed by the maelstrom and the great guardian, Fulgen was different from Kabanha. After all, he had a man who could walk in the mortal world. 's body.

One side's strength is increasing, but the other side's strength is gradually weakening. Kabanha knows that he will not escape the fate of defeat. The body of the legendary Khorne is stabbed into the skin by the sharp power sword glory, and Fugen is cruel and innocent. He ruthlessly swept the blade from Kabanha's left armpit all the way to its chest, and hot blood spurted out of the torn flesh.

The Spear of Sotek accurately penetrated Kabanha's right shoulder, but the legendary Khorne reached out frantically to hold it, and the brass battle axe swept across, leaving a deep scar on Fulgrim's purple-gold armor. The wound, the original body grunted, increasing the output power, the power of the snake **** Sotigo was transformed into several exercises under the psychic urge of Fugen, and injected into the right shoulder of the great demon.

Explode, twist, tear, corrode.

Under the snake's venom, the legendary Khorne could not help but let out a roar, and the dark purple blood has now joined the battlefield on both sides.

Purple gold against blood red, psychic against magic light!

"Boundless Sea of ​​Blood!" Blood spurted out of Khorne's limbs and bones, and its blood spread across the entire battlefield, steaming in anger, releasing in hatred, Kabanha opened his arms: "This is the realm of the gods !"

"Heliopolis!" Fulgan's handsome face was full of confidence, his voice was incomparable, his power was as hot as a star, and with the full release of his psychic energy, a splendid promenade phantoms appeared in front of everyone.

This promenade is composed of icy white marble, luxurious agate is used for supporting columns, every corner is inlaid and piled with gold, the endless glory of the Emperor's Son is displayed in front of all, thousands of reliefs And each of the hundreds of tapestries is Fulgan's masterpiece, where his glory, his power, is displayed.

Kabanha was quickly enraged at Fulgrim's display of his glory, and the legendary Khorne spread his wings and rushed deep into the corridor.

In the deepest part of the promenade, there is a large conference room, under the luxurious decoration, charming sculptures, hanging silk purple flags, decorated with elegant mosaic patterns and other innumerable ornate furnishings, Even a legendary Khorne like Kabanha was dazzled, and Fulgen sat on a black marble throne, waiting for his guests.

Noble manners, handsome glory, elegant manners, invincible self-confidence, and supreme glory, the Emperor's Son Primarch looked down at Kabanha, who rushed into the Phoenix Gate, and smiled: "I am the same as Khorne. nice?"

Kabanha was stunned for a few seconds, and almost for a moment he almost thought he was a lower, inferior existence.

The legendary Khorne immediately realized what a shameful mistake he had made. It refused to answer Fulgrim's question, and was so angry that brimstone flames sprayed from all over his body: "Death!!!"

"This is my domain, devil, die!" Fulgrim jumped down from his seat, and the Emperor's Son Primarch turned into a phoenix fire, colliding head-on with Kabanha's blood-colored phantom.

"Blood sacrifice to the blood god, skull offering skull seat!"

"Son of the Emperor, kill the enemy of the father!"

The two sides crossed, time and space stagnated here, loud noises roared, the mortal world and the warp space were twisted into a ball, blasting above the sky, and the infinite energy fell like a meteor shower.

All the fighting stopped, and everyone was watching it all.

Who's winning?

Fulgen was the first to land. The Emperor's Son Primarch was the first to land on the ground. His power sword Glory and the Serpent God Sotek's spear had already drank the blood of Kabanha, but the primarch's face was slightly ugly. , he stuck his spear on the ground and covered his stomach with his hand.

Kabanha's great axe and brass whip left claw-like lacerations on his stomach and back, and the blood of the primarch spilled on the ground.

Then on the ground came the legendary Khorne, and Kabanha burst into laughter, its battle axe and whip drenched in the blood of the Primarch, and today belongs to it...

The next second, the laughter stopped abruptly.

Kabanha let out a thunderous scream and screaming, it stretched out its hands to hold its neck, but blood like a waterfall spurted from its fingers, and the legendary Khorne tried desperately to cover the wound, I want to do something, but its power is going away at a very fast speed. When it becomes extremely weak, the suppression from the maelstrom and the great guardian has become so powerful that the demon's skin automatically starts to burn , its flesh disintegrates in the air, its bones disappear with the wind, turning into strands of fine sand.

"This is... it's not over..." Kabanha's arms lost their strength. It was full of regret and anger and said the last words of its coming this time, and then turned to ashes in the flames.

With Kabanha exiled, the entire Khorne demon army dissipated in flames and wind.

The Emperor's Son, the Primarch, was holding his wounds tightly. He was too eager to win against Kabanha, which caused him to be seriously injured, but the battle could not be delayed any longer. The more they can save.

"Be careful above!" Inside the Sunfire Talisman, Sanguinius' voice was as anxious as a hurricane.

"What?" Fulgrim wanted to dodge subconsciously, but the injury on his body affected the movement of the Primarch. Between the lightning and flint, a huge war sickle slashed down, and the orange lord of the plague flowed on the bony frills. Blessings of yellow, razor-sharp warblades cut flesh along Fulgrim's armor, leaving huge bone-deep wounds from the Emperor's Children Primarch's left shoulder to his right waist.

"No! Legion Commander!" The remaining Costantinier defenders exclaimed, but they were too far away to reach them.

Fugen flew out in a scream, flying dozens of meters, and the primarch smashed into the ruins. The blood could no longer stop, and the emperor's son, the primarch, struggled to see the new appearance. Enemy: "Brother..."

Mortarion, the Primarch of Ascension, Lord of the Fourteenth Legion, and the Primarch of the Death Guard, appeared in front of Fulgrim, and the scythe in his hand was still dripping with Fulgrim's blood: "Hello, brother. "

"You're finally willing to come out?" Forgan was stomped on his chest by Mortarion, and he breathed hard.

"I've been waiting for an opportunity, and now, let me wait." Mortarion's face that had been completely twisted behind the respirator couldn't help exuding a pleasant expression: "Ha, look at your down and decadent picture. Look, is this still the Slaanesh Demon Primarch I know? I declare, I won, I will reclaim two Primarchs, and my old father will reward me."

"Don't even think about it!" Fulgan tried to push his foot away from his chest, but the injury and the decrease in physical strength caused by his full strength, coupled with Mortarion's great strength, made him helpless.

"What are you still struggling with?" Mortarion spit out mustard-colored gas with satisfaction. He is now more demon than human, but at least his face is still human, and the Death Guard Primarch summoned immediately. The Nurgle Demon Legion once again blocked the army of the City of the Sun, and at the same time the death shrouds lined up to block the remaining defenders: "Go back with me, and serve the loving father together."

"Don't even think about it!" Fulgan firmly refused: "I've made a mistake once, and I won't make it again."

"Stupid!" Mortarion's face was full of hatred and anger: "I thought you could learn something from the Lord of Pleasure in these ten thousand years, but now it seems that you have become even more stupid. Now, you will go back to your father and be willing to be his slave and a lackey? You are such a waste, Fulgan, don't you understand that he is always using us and exploiting us, think about how he treats us He's like a slave owner with a collar in his hands, whipping us constantly to make us do things for him, what has he given us other than a few hot dogs?"

"He gave us glory and faith, he gave hope and a future to mankind, he gave me a chance for redemption, he left his empire with untold wealth, and to this day the empire of man still seeks in his legacy Nourishing and strength." Forgan grabbed Mortarion's rotting iron boots with both hands: "I came back to him again, just to redeem and make up for the wrongs I once made, I was wrong too deeply, but I still have a chance."

"You're gone! Stupid!" Mortarion roared impatiently. "What are you holding on to? Fulgan, my brother, just him? That trash? He took everything from me, took me The struggle and suffering, he thinks he is high and powerful, he is indifferent, he is ruthless, he is like a machine who only knows how to extract the surplus value from us, he is arbitrary, everything is stipulated, we are only in his hands wrench!"

After speaking, Mortarion opened his arms. His Guard Death Shroud blocked the attack of the Phoenix Guards and isolated the reinforcements. Of course, the Death Shroud should have crushed the Guards of Forgan. After the space storm, the combat effectiveness of the death shrouds was greatly weakened. Coupled with the laws of physics, the maelstrom, and the value of great protection, the death shrouds could only temporarily repel the Phoenix Guards.

"I'm willing to fall." Fugan suddenly sneered: "Look at what you are like, you are like a candy, crying that Dad is unfair, while constantly emphasizing how hard and hard you are, secretly thinking The kid who wants to get attention? You're such a rubbish, you go with whoever gives you candy! And the wrench? You're just a wild dog begging for food!"

"Enough!" Forgan's words really angered Mortarion, and the demon primarch giggled to cover up his anger with a sneer: "You have been brainwashed, you know nothing about that indifferent and cruel father, He took advantage of all of us on the road to godhood, and you've all lost your ability to think for yourself."

The demon primarch raised his chest and said triumphantly: "And I am different, the loving father told the essence of the warp, birth, reproduction, decay, death, how beautiful, how glorious, what a vibrant world, I am a democracy Fighter, I am the choice of the people, that dictatorship will be overthrown, and I will spread the light of freedom and democracy in the universe, I will fight for the people of the universe, and my plague star will be the beacon of freedom and democracy. !"

"Forget it, I originally wanted to take you directly, but now I don't think it is necessary." Mortarion raised the alien pistol in his hand - the beacon, and put it on Fugan's head: "You No need for this shell, brother, the Father will give you and Sanguinius a better one, don't worry, it'll be over in one go."

"Really?" A sly smile suddenly appeared on Fulgan's face: "I can bet you, I bet you don't have bullets in your gun!"

"What?" Mortarion was startled, he suddenly pressed the trigger, but the beacon suddenly only emitted a puff of smoke and did not fire!

The laws of physics in this world are different, and the light cannot be used!

Fulgrim attacked, and the Sotigo spear stabbed Mortarion's chin directly from the side. The Demon Primarch immediately used the plague war scythe to resist in a panic, but the foot was loose, and Fugan escaped smoothly.

"It's too slow, brother." Fulgan immediately seized the opportunity and launched a series of fierce attacks, his sword and spear were like poisonous snakes aimed at all the vital points of Mortarion, the golden pike and the purple sword shadow in the air The waves were set off until they turned into huge waves, and each blow presented a tsunami-like posture, which made Mortarion retreat again and again.

However, it was not very effective. The Primarch formed an impregnable defensive circle of plague censer, Nurgle-blessed rags, and rotting Barbarian armor. Fulgrim's attack did not work.

"Hmm~" Fulgrim could feel that he was losing blood rapidly. His stamina had been consumed a lot in previous battles, and Mortarion was a Primarch known for his stamina and long-lasting, strong defense, not to mention having Nurgle's help.

This battle will be extremely difficult.

However, only to face the difficulty, Fugan raised his spear and launched an attack again.

In the twisted flickering, the collision between the plague war scythe and the Glory and the Sotigo war spear can only be seen as afterimages distorted, sparks splashed, god-like battles, war scythes, spears and swords flew rapidly, as if the torrential rain was unstoppable. Costantinier, which was already a mess, is now only full of debris, as clean as the ancient saint's building.

The sky is shattered, all things wither, as heavy as mountains, and the sky is crumbling.

Finally, the sound of the crash resounded across the Isthmus of Lustria, and with Fulgrim's onslaught, a hole in Mortarion's impregnable defenses, an invisible crack, the Emperor's Children Primarch knew he had to Take the chance, only a perfect blow can beat Mortarion, otherwise he will lose!

Fulgrim jumped sharply, and the Sotigo spear pointed directly at Mortarion's weakness. The demon primarch immediately retreated and evaded, wrapping himself with his wings, but his move exposed himself to another. A weak point, Fulgan immediately used his sword, the blade was faster than lightning, and pointed directly at Mortarion's neck and the respirator above!

The violent collision and the oncoming spark storm rolled up Fulgrim's hair and cloak, unfolded Mortarion's cloak, and the golden power sword slammed the surface of the absolute defense circle on Mortarion's neck~ www.wuxiaspot.com~ The armor of the primarch and the guardian of Nurgle were sizzling, and crack after crack began to appear.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Mortarion used all his strength to maintain his absolute defense circle, he roared like crazy, either you die or I die!

"Make a break! Brother!"

"Very good, as I intended!"

The cracks became more and more dense, and the absolute defensive circle of the Demon Primarch was almost completely collapsed under Fulgrim's full-strength attack. Seeing that the blade of glory was about to break through his respirator, Mota Ryan's tenacity gave him the edge.

Due to the blood loss and exhaustion from the battle, Fulgrim's powers were finally exhausted.

The blade of the sword stopped inside the respirator, only five millimeters from Mortarion's throat. In the sound of the respirator's alarm, Mortarion returned the scythe and slammed it. He blasted out and sprinkled the blood of the primarch in the air.

The Demon Primarch burst out laughing, he was almost defeated, but today, he is the victor.

"Still expecting your father and brothers to save you? I tell you, brother, the four true gods have temporarily sealed the passage of the warp storm and the inspiration between the primarch, and neither father nor any human can come to save you. , and no other brothers know that I am here!" Mortarion was overjoyed and couldn't help revealing many secrets: "It's just that the time is too short, but it's enough to recycle you."

Fulgrim landed in the distance, leaving several bone-deep wounds on his body. The Emperor's Son Primarch tried hard to get up, but Mortarion spread his wings and flew towards him, the plague The scythe fell.

"That's it, it's over? Is it?" Fulgrim saw the light of the plague flickering like an orange-red circle on the scythe.

"In the end, I failed, father, again."