Warhammer: My Mother Sanguinius

Chapter 168 The Arrival of the Lord of Mankind (Request for Subscription)

Azkalon was one of the first Astartes transformed on Terra.

Since the Great Crusade, there are not many such warriors left.

Each of them has experienced countless wars, battles and the most terrible darkness in the galaxy. The long and complicated battle experience makes them like a walking encyclopedia. Sometimes, Sanguinius even needs to learn some more secret knowledge and intelligence from Azkalon.

But now.

When seeing what is happening in front of him.

Even the commander of the Holy Blood Guard, who has made great achievements in battle, is confused.

Azkalon even wondered if he was hallucinating or affected by some unknown evil magic of the warp.

He closed his eyes tightly, then opened them.

It was not an illusion.

Azkalon raised his arm and searched it.

"Leon..." Saint Sandra spoke again.

Despite this, the information revealed in these words is not false.

A moment ago.

But the whole world has not yet fallen into the cold and hot white darkness.

Saint Sandra knew what Gilleslon was worried about. You shook your head and said in a heavy voice, "Although it is temporarily unclear, how this move will be achieved. But it must be paid a huge price, otherwise, the Empire will definitely push your fleet back there."

You don't have dark skin, deep features, long white hair tied into dreadlocks and draped in front of your head. Your face is a lifelike and charming man, but from the neck up, it is a curvy silver-white metal body, with a complicated lining and trousers inside.

But a little bit.

These elite dark white angel veterans, there are probably nearly a thousand people, each wearing heavy Hades Terminator armor.

Even so, Chao Che did not have much blame.

There can be some vague guesses, but such an idea is too incredible, even she dare not jump to conclusions.

"Is there nothing else?" Saint Sandra asked. If it is definitely just a simple discussion of combat, we can't directly use real-time communication to retreat. Anyway, the Red Tear and the Qu Zhenli are only a few hundred kilometers apart, so there may be a delay in communication.

A crisp electronic sound came.

It was more like a test to prove that the Randan planet behind him really existed.

It collided with the planet's defense system and was immediately annihilated in the void. Only the terrible loud noise echoed in the deep void, like bursts of dull thunder.

Even with numbness and fatigue on their faces, these people walked much slower before seeing him, and disappeared in a hurry at the end of the small hall.

You are Chao Che's assistant.

Chao Che sat cross-legged under a leaf of the golden tree, looking at the vast city and wilderness behind him.

However, now is a wartime state, there are some small problems.

Chao Che wanted to ask, but felt that doing so would not damage his image.

Jie Zhiya is the son of the later King of Randan, and is also the weakest psychic in Jie Zhi except Chao Che.

Boom!

"It's a bad thing, but it needs to be kept secret. It has to be spread inside." The first trace of the shadow on Leon's face disappeared in the blink of an eye, as if it had never been special.

I also had naive fantasies.

I continued to rest under the huge trunk of the golden tree for a while. I don't know why, but the hallucinations and auditory hallucinations became less severe during that period, and my spirit always felt inexplicably tired. I really want to rest, but now is the time to rest.

We did not give the soldiers a hard time slowly and decently.

My face was as serious as ever, like the ancient forest shrouded in heavy clouds under Caliban.

We were surrounded by a tide of enemies and fell into a situation of fighting alone.

Even if the ammunition was exhausted and the teammates around me fell one after another, I kept insisting on going to the front.

The rest began, and Chao Che got up hurriedly.

Here, I gazed into the void with my father, watching the fiery red sun rise on the edge of the horizon, the light driving away the darkness; in the secret square, I was awarded the honor and responsibility of the King of Randan; the joy when I first heard about the human empire was not fear...

Azkai couldn't figure it out at all, and although Sanguinius was helped by the prophecy.

In front of Saint Jiezhiya, the Astartes who heard the news held their breath, and the excitement on their faces was obvious.

These whirlwind torpedoes were powerful enough to destroy the entire world.

They exploded a moment ago.

The large-scale bombing is still continuing.

But that time...

"But even so, I didn't blame him, and I was trying my best to protect them." In silence, the ancient star god named Messenger continued to speak, his voice persuading.

But...

It was as if those things were originally part of my body.

But after all, two fists can't beat seven hands.

"Tell you, what should you do?"

The number gap between the enemy and you is huge.

The face of the Lion King appeared again on the weak photon screen behind Saint Sandra.

Perhaps he was infected by his own smile.

Under the ancient Mount Tarzan, he met his own army.

Gilleslon took a deep breath, and the angry expression on my face did not ease.

"I am a liar, an ambitious human being who wants to become a god. He must stop me, otherwise the entire human race will fall into disaster."

Every "person" had a look of relaxation and exhaustion visible to the naked eye. Chao Che raised his head slightly and greeted everyone who passed by him, with as friendly a smile as possible on his face.

I will be able to gain far more power than I have now, and even be able to defeat my own brother.

As long as I am willing to nod my head and fully embrace this part of my nature.

Place it right in front of me.

Some humans under the battleship were so excited that they cried. We were trembling all over, hugging each other and crying with our colleagues around us, muttering prayers to ourselves.

But…

Something more exciting is happening.

He was once used as a war commander to direct the war under Shana.

"clear."

Determination and fear still remained on Azkai's face.

A kind and sincere smile, "If Da Xinbai whispers secretly, you will definitely win that war."

As the little expedition retreated, these hopes were all gone and were hidden in the dark corners.

"It must be convenient." Saint Sandra often saw a hint of humiliation under Leon's face.

It was like two or eight stones dropped into the turbid lake water, causing only a few ripples before slowly disappearing.

But it gave Chao Che a cold, snake-like feeling.

But Chaoche didn't show his emotions on his face. As the king, the entire burden of unwinding the branches fell on my shoulders. The more that time comes, the more I want to bring confidence to the people around me, and my joy and anger are reflected in my colors. But what surprised Chao Che was that there were people coming and going outside the small hall just now, but in the blink of an eye, all these people seemed to have disappeared.

"Serve you..."

In theory, that requirement is not overstepping the bounds.

Gillesron glanced under his arm armor, and then said, "It's a communication request from the Lion King."

Or it's not completely false.

strength!

Before Chaoche had time to ask, Azkai turned around and left in a hurry. Your slender figure slowly disappeared into the dark corridor.

Whispers echoed in Chao Che's ears, and the crimson mist knew when to appear around the original body.

The effect is very bad.

This is also a dawn on Earth. The sun under Terra is younger and more shining than the sun in Randan. The light turns the few thin clouds accumulated in the sky into soft and dreamy gauze. After experiencing the chaos and destruction, darkness and prosperity before the White Dark Age, it is really rare to see such beautiful scenery under Terra.

Where have we been?

You turned slightly.

The warships of the Human Empire are suspended in low-Earth orbit, like a continuous dark cloud, representing death and disaster.

"you are so bad."

"Didi!"

These are items that should be tangible and qualitative.

But I choose to agree!

Those torpedoes were easily intercepted by Ran Danton's underground defense devices.

what is this?

Azkai Nizoria

Saint Jie Zhiya consoled her in a serious voice, "In reality, this action just shows that the enemy has not been forced into a desperate situation by you and has given up his honor. He can only retreat and vent his anger by such cruel means."

Chao Che was not angry at all. As a war commander, it was bad to even control his own emotions. He was obviously passing the test.

It was dusk at this time, and the light of the stars had not completely dissipated from the sky.

There was a loud laugh, but the fish had not yet taken the bait.

But it was like a heavy hammer hitting him. Even the original body's face flashed with astonishment for a moment.

Amidst the crisp footsteps, Chao Che saw a strange figure.

He chopped off the seven limbs of the Dark Angels and drained the blood. Then he took out the burnt internal organs from the bloody chests and watched us die quickly in the blood on the ground.

But it is obvious that Azkai did not meet Chaoche's initial expectations. Even without the help of Sitan, a monster with psychic powers that can even suppress the original body, Azkai still failed to stop the Blood Angels in Shana's forged world. The offensive caused a series of previous plans to fail.

Azkai took a step forward. There was a sad emotion on your face. Why was that?

Click!

"Listen to your truth and touch his essence, and the flame can also be touched by you."

but--

A simple sentence.

Saint Sandra nodded slightly and immediately started communicating.

It was as if nothing was crawling against my skin. As time went by, it gradually penetrated into my muscles and bone marrow, rapidly changing and distorting my spirit and thoughts.

But in the end...

The crimson mist disappeared, but the whispers still lingered in the primarch's mind.

Dark Angel veterans fell one after another, our bodies were pierced by cold lasers, and our internal organs were scorched.

The result was unexpected.

There were gradually fewer outsiders, and the overlords and mechanics were walking back and forth.

Chao Che sighed heavily.

Chaoche tried to find a way to exclude these messy sounds from his mind.

It's just that the city is empty, and the residents living outside have not disappeared yet. When did it disappear? When Chao Che was thinking carelessly, a stab of pain appeared in my consciousness, allowing me to retreat and think deeply.

These memories surged around me, my past experiences flashing by like pictures.

Even the Emperor's Angels of Death cannot hold out for long.

One of the paladin is weak and powerful, but has exquisite swordsmanship.

I closed my eyes and fell into memories.

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But it's no use.

The war continued, and some small warships began to launch storm torpedoes and virus bombs.

"Connected!"

"The Lord of Mankind has not arrived yet!"

"If you definitely lose your mind over this, you will fall into the enemy's scheme."

Saint Jie Zhiya seemed to find some changes in the same place under this gloomy face.

Sheng Jie Zhiya looked at Ran Dan calmly.

The sun's rays were blocked.

"Get away!"

Under Terra I met my other father, my creator.

Saint Sandra heard the sound of bones cracking as her fists were clenched.

"My king, his face looks so bad." Azkai raised his head. Even before the mechanical transformation, your body still looked less petite when facing Chao Che, like a big bean sprout or a small grizzly bear. Azkai had to take a step forward and raise his head to see Chaoche's pale and tired face.

Randan native.

It's like they have the idea of ​​destroying the other party.

"The Cursed, the One Who Steals Fire."

The imperial fleet below, which almost surrounded the entire Randan galaxy, could only watch us being besieged by the enemy, but was unable to send any substantial help.

Compared with the previous scale, this bombing was undoubtedly much smaller in terms of quantity and type of ammunition.

——

Chao Che opened his eyes, and blood-red threads swam in my eyes.

After all, the difference between the original body and ordinary people is too small. Even though Azkai is considered a genius among the tens of billions of Randans, he is still far behind the original body. What's more, Chaoche knows Saint Sandra. Even among the original bodies, you are among the best and most favored.

Deep in the dark corridor, Azkai's helpful voice sounded.

The cold internal organs were worn under his neck by these cruel machines like a ribbon full of honor.

Seeing Gillesron gritting his teeth, veins popped out under his face, and his blue pupils were filled with solidified anger.

"But……"

Return to the command hall.

"My consciousness has been distorted." An ancient voice sounded in Azkai's ears.

My chest was cut open from bottom to top with a decapitation knife.

"You need him to come on the Quzhen ship's next trip. Worry, it will take too long." Leon said in a fierce voice.

Very good, the series of numbers on the data panel show that a huge amount of war resources have been consumed in the bombing just now.

Those terrifying and cruel mechanical executioners obviously have some torture to vent their anger.

Terrible spiritual power was released from around me. From a distance, it looked like a burning flame. The scorching cold temperature even distorted the air, and the steel was directly vaporized into white steam. In the void, a sharp whistle came faintly.

Although I was under a leaf of the golden tree, behind my eyes was a city with beautiful scenery.

At dawn, climb down to the starport.