Chapter 113: Take a Didi!
Every time the Titan's massive hammer swung down, space trembled, and the scorching flames, like blades tearing through the void, sent shockwaves across the stars.
However, the Vengeful Spirit's Chaos barrier, infused with endless warp energy, remained unmoving, exuding a terrifying aura of corruption.
Francis was about to launch his next attack when the darkness in the warp's depths suddenly surged, and an indescribable presence swept toward the Titan like a tide.
Their whispers, like thunder, filled with mockery and threats, echoed deep within Francis's mind.
"Mortal! Cast aside your armor and taste the flavor of rage! Let me transform your Titan into an embodiment of destruction, burning everything to ashes!"
"What a marvelous machine, what a foolish operator. Accept my wisdom, and you shall know endless mysteries and power!"
"You struggle in pain, and this Titan gasps in decay. Join me, and I shall grant you and it true immortality!"
"Mortal, why resist? Destruction and pleasure are your only destiny, feel the endless joy!"
Four colossal shadows materialized in the warp, each radiating infinite might. The gigantic phantoms stretched out blood-red hands, lunging directly at the Titan.
They attempted to drag Francis and the Titan's soul together into the warp!
The Titan let out a roar, a sound that merged the machine's bellow with the will of living metal, echoing through the stars.
"Holy crap! Is this my machine spirit?!" Francis looked at the white Ogryn with a bewildered expression. They also scratched their heads, not daring to speak.
"What exactly did you put into the battleship?"
"Speak up!"
Francis couldn't bother with such trivialities, his battleship was sentient! This machine spirit was too exaggerated! It was practically alive!
"We saw a white chunk of meat in the lab, and since it was just sitting there, we put it in."
"It felt quite Waaaaaaagh!"
The white Ogryn lowered their heads, bashful, not daring to look at him.
Francis: "..."
Tsk!
There was no time to dwell on this. Francis used all his strength to resist the power.
He roared at the four phantoms in the warp, "Get lost! Otherwise, one day, I'll have the Emperor stab your asses rotten!"
"I am a staunch materialist! You are merely products of aetheric energy!"
Their power transformed into a distorted psychic torrent, slamming hard against the Titan's defensive barrier. The Titan's living metal constantly deformed in corruption and struggle, and black cracks spread from the Titan's outer shell, as if to devour its entire body.
"Let's take them down! Waaaaaaaagh!"
Accompanying Francis's shout, tens of thousands of white Ogryn also roared, and massive green energy resisted the power of corruption!
The images of the Chaos Gods gradually became clearer, their power continuously strengthening, and Francis began to feel immense pressure.
A deep voice from the Emperor echoed from the depths of his soul.
"Child, do not retreat! They cannot conquer you, as long as your will remains unbroken!"
"Tsk!"
"Will my ass! I'm practically dead! Come save me quickly!"
"I can't hold on! You're next!"
"I'm in the Sol System, you should be here even if you took a taxi!"
Blood gushed from Francis's mouth as he struggled desperately. The barrier between the warp and reality was almost shattered, and violent energy intertwined in the void, forming a destructive storm.
Everyone saw Francis's Titan standing quietly there. Their hearts skipped a beat!
Sanguinius led the Blood Angels, constantly warping through space. Their armor was stained with blood, and their eyes burned with anger toward Chaos and unyielding will.
Vast numbers of corpses had even leveled this section of space!
His longsword swung like thunder, each of his strikes shattered dozens of daemons, but the tide of enemies never ceased.
On the field, blood and fire intertwined, and the warriors' battle cries drowned out the daemons' shrieks.
However, the number of daemons was endless, and blood continuously soaked the ground beneath the Blood Angels' feet. Many warriors fell in the slaughter, some even having their souls snatched away by Khorne's power the moment they collapsed.
Each death of a warrior made Sanguinius's rage burn even fiercer. His longsword grew hotter, and a violent power, like a volcanic eruption, shattered the surrounding daemons.
"Hehehe! Sanguinius, we meet again!"
"The Blood God was right, we are destined to be brothers! Hehehehe~"
"Hehehe! Embrace the Blood God. No one is more suited than you to become our Primarch."
Ka'bandha, a Bloodthirster of Khorne, along with several other Greater Daemons, emerged from the blood mist. Their forms were massive and twisted, every bloodstain on their bodies radiating an aura of destruction.
"Impossible! As Sanguinius, I live for the Imperium, and I die for the Imperium's soul!"
"I will never betray my father!"
"You're wasting your time!"
Sanguinius was fearless. He confronted these Greater Daemons, slamming his longsword fiercely into one of them. Sparks flew, and the immense force repelled the daemon.
As the battle continued, more Blood Angels fell, and blood flowed like a river.
His mind began to waver. He watched his sons fall one by one in pools of blood, those tragic scenes gnawed at his sanity like venomous serpents.
"Sanguinius, you cannot save them. The blood will ultimately belong to me, and you can only become my slave, burdened with endless guilt."
With a whisper, Sanguinius suddenly felt himself leave the battlefield.
He saw the Blood Angels, under his command, continuously eliminating daemons without rest.
Endless waves of daemons surged upon them. The Blood Angels had no way to rest, and prolonged combat gradually numbed their bodies!
With the first scream, more and more Blood Angels fell to the ground, looking up at Sanguinius, pleading:
"Father, save me!"
"Father, save me!"
"Aaaaaah!"
And he felt as if he didn't exist, utterly unable to save them, only able to watch them slowly perish!
He watched this scene with immense pain, howling:
"Father! Quickly save them! Quickly save them!"
After a flash of crimson light, the Blood Angels who had died were alive again!
However, they had all fallen, becoming twisted daemons that only craved blood, laughing madly in the gore.
"No!"
Sanguinius shrieked at the top of his lungs, the long-suppressed Black Rage in his soul completely ignited.
He roared, unleashing unimaginable power. Each swing of his longsword was like the roar of the earth, hacking several Greater Daemons into pieces.
Ka'bandha, cut in half at the waist, looked at Sanguinius's current state with envy and adoration. It used its last ounce of strength to murmur:
"I'm sorry, Lord Sanguinius, for not letting you use your full power..."
His rage transformed into endless slaughter, and the whispers of the warp grew sharper, attempting to corrupt his mind completely.
"Accept it, Sanguinius! You are already my embodiment. Why do you still resist? Let us conquer this universe together, abandon false glory, and become true angels!"
His sanity was on the verge of collapse. The figures of the Emperor, Guilliman, Francis, and the Blood Angels flashed before his eyes.
His will still burned with the last embers in this endless darkness.
It was at this moment that Kairos, the Red Angel who had been released, walked step by step to Sanguinius's side.
At this moment, his body still radiated red flames. In truth, Kairos understood that even if his consciousness returned, his body would never go back to its original state.
Seeing his Primarch once again in such a dangerous state, the flames on Kairos's body grew even more intense. At this moment, another voice appeared in his mind.
"Is it worth it? Are you sure you really want to do this?"
"Actually, we're doing quite well like this, aren't we?"
The Red Angel spoke in his mind.
"What? Didn't you want to return to the Blood God's embrace a long time ago? Why aren't you in a hurry now?" Kairos teased.
Unbeknownst to them, the two had unconsciously started communicating, and by now, they seemed to be getting along quite harmoniously.
"If you do this, you will completely disappear. Do you really have to do this?"
"Absolutely! Because I am an Apothecary of the Blood Angels Legion, I must save everything!"
Before the daemon could persuade him again, Kairos suddenly erupted with astonishing flames. Within the fire was Kairos in human form, and he looked at the Blood Angels one last time.
"It's good to be alive!"
Boom!
The crimson flames suddenly turned black. Kairos's soul completely transformed into nourishment, and the chaotic power around Sanguinius, as if smelling a delicacy, rushed toward Kairos like the wind!
It was at this moment that Sanguinius seized the opportunity to break free from Chaos's suppression!
[End of Chapter]
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