Then he continued forward... until they reached their target location, a room. There were no mortals around; the silence was deathly. Varys could feel that the room ahead was filled with malice and hostility!
Varys stepped forward. He noticed that the entire space was flowing slowly; the person inside was preventing them from advancing.
"For Angron! For the Emperor!!!!"
Varys roared... System AI didn't understand how this demon dared to do this. Who gave it the courage? The Gods?
Utterly ridiculous!
The black grid instantly transformed into an arc in the dream, enveloping this Chaos demon. It was trapped here.
"Interesting abilities."
The 'witch' spoke.
"How about a deal?"
The 'witch' spoke. System AI knew it was starting to panic.
"How do I kill her!"
Angron looked at the witch opposite him and asked. System AI pointed at Angron.
[System AI]: You go!
"Alright!"
Angron didn't speak; he charged straight over. His trust in the Butcher's Nails meant Angron needed no further instruction. He leaped high, bringing the heavy axe in his hand down hard. System AI, meanwhile, was observing the situation on Varys's side.
The 'witch' knew that if she wanted to leave, she had to kill the guy next to Angron.
"I know the fear in your heart! Angron! I know your faded memories!"
This demon still maintained the appearance it had in Angron's memories.
[System AI]: Virus detected!
System AI's lips curved slightly upward.
[System AI]: Then slaughter it!
A virus?
System AI hadn't expected to identify the Chaos demon in front of him as a virus. Since it was a virus, he wondered if the antivirus software would work well!
The 'witch' slammed purple flames onto Angron's body, but the anticipated pain did not appear. The moment the gold and crimson Power Armor—the God of War's Armor—appeared on Angron's body, Angron, though unsure why this armor had manifested on him, raised the great axe in his hand and swung it directly.
The ground shattered, and the surrounding illusions erupted in noise. Those blurry figures were the Slave Masters from Angron's memories; he had returned to the place that brought him shame!
When the god of war's roar was gripped and swung by Angron, he crashed directly into the black grid with a speed he hadn't expected. Even the demon only saw an afterimage flash past its eyes.
"nail!"
Angron climbed up from the ground and yelled in dissatisfaction.
[System AI]: This is inherently your own power!
System AI knew what Angron wanted to say. Damn, you don't even dare to dream a little more awesomely! What kind of Primarch are you!
"If I were really this fast! I would have already..."
Angron trailed off at the end, because he knew the Butcher's Nails made his body move exactly this fast when they controlled him.
[System AI]: Absorb it.
System AI's words made Angron tilt his head. The god of war's roar swung up, and the 'witch' turned into a plume of thick smoke. Angron swung countless times, but the 'witch' continuously dispersed and reformed like mist. The psychic fire on her hands kept striking Angron's body. Both sides were helpless against the other!
Soon, System AI saw the furious Angron force the 'witch' toward him.
Rather than being forced over, it was more accurate to say the demon deliberately moved closer.
Angron's years of combat experience quickly noticed something was wrong.
The 'witch's' target was the Butcher's Nails!
[System AI]: Commendable courage!
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