Warhammer: My Mother Sanguinius

"This is a big deal!"

A chill ran down his spine and to his forehead, and Abaddon felt as if his hair was standing on end.

oh--

It was originally vertical, so that's okay.

He looked for help at Sejanus, who was leaning gracefully on the sofa not far away. The latter shrugged his shoulders in response.

"My beloved First Company Commander, I think we will collect your body."

Togaton said with a smirk, "Of course, if your body can be preserved."

Asimand, known as Little Horus, patted Abaddon on the shoulder, with a helpless expression on his face, and then walked silently into the shadows in the distance.

Abaddon was surrounded by superhuman warriors from various legions.

It’s hard to get off the tiger.

"This was a mistake. I think you will save my life from Lord Horus. You can't be wrong."

Abaddon was audacious.

After a little thought, I simply made the mistake.

Anyway, this is not the first time he has done something similar. When discussing tactics, Abaddon threw the cup in front of Horus more than once, and he is still alive and well now. As for this time, although this matter is a bit excessive, it should be okay...

Abaddon scratched his head.

The movements of his hands did not stop.

He entered a series of commands on the CNC panel of the arm armor.

Instead of turning off the image being played in "The Meditator", the content was directly projected onto the strong photon projection system on the ceiling of the martial arts training ground.

Uh-huh!

A metal probe in the shape of a spider's legs slowly hangs down from the cracks in the ceiling.

Its end stretched outwards, exposing the inner mechanical eye-shaped imager, and a bright beam appeared in mid-air. In the dream weaved by the "Thinker", the battle between the two original bodies was in full swing. The sounds and images came from the imager. It was like being on the battlefield in person, making people's blood boil.

in the screen.

Sanguinius was still leading his army forward.

The Dragon Bone Corridor is only five kilometers away, but it seems as far away as half a continent.

Every time they advance a hundred meters or so, Luna Wolf veterans will rush out of the dark room and attack from blind spots that are difficult to detect. Bolter bullets tore through the air, leaving trails of fire smoke across the image.

The bullets fired by the bolt gun have complex structures and infinite power.

Each bullet is equivalent to a small missile with an independent propulsion device at its end. After it escapes from the barrel, it will fly faster and faster. Some armor-piercing bullets also contain depleted uranium elements, making it difficult for even sophisticated ceramic armor to effectively block them.

With prophecy and powerful dynamic vision.

Sanguinius can dodge bullets before they are fired, and so far in the battle, she has not had any wounds on her body. But countless veterans of the Sixteenth Legion died under her sword, and the blood of Astartes flowed and dripped along the blade.

boom!

A burst of fire burst out of the smoke.

Sanguinius should have been able to escape easily, but behind her was a veteran of the Ghost Legion.

She hesitated, then chose to use her wings to deflect the bullet.

High-speed rotating armor-piercing bullet warhead.

The angel's ice-white wings were torn apart ruthlessly. As two feathers fell down, scarlet blood stains flowed on the broad coverts.

She is hurt.

hiss--

Garnet paced back and forth anxiously in the martial arts arena.

Bloody gasps and spitting out.

A tall warrior with a scarlet war dog tattoo on his arm frowned and moved away silently, choosing to keep a distance from these madmen.

"She shouldn't have done this!" Garnet roared, his eyes glowing as red as a beast.

He looked like he just wanted to rush to the battlefield and start killing people.

"She should use our lives to tear apart the enemy's defenses, instead of charging at the forefront of the battle herself!"

Garnet said, "It's not worth it, we don't deserve her to do this."

"Hey brother, this is just a simulation, don't take it too seriously." An Astartes warrior from Star Hunter said from a distance.

He has yellow skin and black eyes, and his stubby hair stands up like steel needles.

Garnet glanced fiercely at the warrior who spoke.

But he didn't choose to continue talking.

The brutal battle continued, with Sanguinius charging forward and finally reaching the hall at the end of the corridor.

but--

There is a difference between the structure here and the reality.

At the end of the long corridor is no longer Horus's private lounge, but instead is a thick and wide fine gold door. The supposedly gorgeous relief on the door is stained with traces of blood and smoke.

Boom!

Driven by the hinges, the door slowly opened to both sides.

Light pours out of it.

What you see upon entering is a red carpet that extends to the high platform at the end of the hall. On both sides of the carpet were broken long tables and chairs, and there were patches of precious glass all around and on the ceiling. The style of the entire hall looks a bit like a solemn and gorgeous church.

Horus, wearing the "Serpent Scale" Terminator armor, stood on the high platform.

More than a hundred Gastrin Terminator escorts lined up on both sides, extending outward in a semi-arc.

"Finally we meet, my blood relatives."

Horus stretched out his arms, and his majestic body was exuding brilliance like a star.

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He had a smile on his face, as if he was sure of victory.

"The battle has just begun." Sanguinius had to remind her brother that she did not care whether she won or lost this battle. But I enjoyed the battle. Horus was undoubtedly a formidable opponent. The last time I felt such great pressure was——

Boom!

A crimson thunder exploded in her mind.

The brass throne, the huge arena, the endless crimson sea of ​​blood...these filthy and blasphemous scenes appeared in her mind. There was also a roar, and the blood-red giant hand that covered the sky seemed to appear again, grabbing her.

"hiss--"

Some darkness buried deep in the blood was awakened.

Large bloodshot eyes exploded in the whites of Sanguinius's eyes, dyeing her pupils a terrifying black-red color, and sharp vampire-like teeth protruded from the corners of her mouth. The bloodthirsty desire rumbles with the beating of the heart, boiling and rolling endlessly.

Ta-ta-ta!

Soldiers from both sides opened fire at the same time, and the dense rain of fire shattered the adamantine floor into pieces.

The exquisite glazed dome depicting the Creation exploded, and countless pieces of glass splashed out, like raindrops under a clear sky, beautiful and deadly.

Boom!

A Draco heavy plasma cannon opened fire.

The violently churning blue-purple ionized cloud engulfed the last ghost warrior, leaving Sanguinius alone on the battlefield.

"you lose."

Horus laughed and said, "Submit, I don't want to hurt you, even in a harmless dream."

Uh-huh!

Sanguinius threw the Karak smoke grenade hanging from his hip.

During the flight, the grenade was accurately detonated by a Gastlin veteran, but the mist of carbon molecules that spewed out from it still enveloped the entire battlefield. The high-temperature vapor formed by these gaseous carbon molecules can not only obscure the field of vision, but also interfere with the operation of the entire battlefield perception system in the helmet, perfectly hiding the body in the darkness.