Doomsday, starting from a generation of masters

Chapter 378 Blood sacrifice to the blood god
"Am I a disgrace?" Luo Jia was angry.

"My only shame is that I believed in that false emperor!"

He pointed at Angron who had lost his mind like a wild beast and shouted angrily: "It's been more than 100 years, any of you have tried to help this brother? No!"

"You will only laugh at him, despise him, and alienate him. Looking at him, you will always want to look at a beast, and then watch him die, including our holy father!"

"In the end, who is the shame?"

Guilliman couldn't answer Luo Jia's question, because he couldn't refute the topic about Angron, but "No matter how eloquent you are, you can't change the fact that you betrayed mankind and threw yourself into chaos! It can't make up for the fact that countless people died because of you mistake."

Luo Jia laughed, laughing crazily.

"I was wrong, I have always been wrong! That liar can't save mankind, only belief in chaos is the only way out,"

"The lives of a hundred worlds, my spell has been completed, and the true god is about to come. Let's face the truth!"

After finishing speaking, the "Light of Enlightenment" scepter in his hand was thrust into the ground, and the spiritual energy in his body fluctuated wildly, and became stronger and stronger, gradually connecting to the unknown void.

The sky has changed!

As if a gap was opened, the blood-red light "flowed" down, it penetrated into the sky, dripped on the ground, and in a blink of an eye, the whole world seemed to become a blood-colored space.

A high mountain appeared in the sky, and the high mountain became clearer and clearer.Guilliman took a closer look, and it turned out to be a pedestal made of blood-stained corpses and piles of skulls.

On the pedestal is a huge brass throne carved with writhing runes and faces deformed and shrieking in agony.

Sitting quietly on the brass throne was a figure. The figure was so tall that it seemed to cover the stars in the sky. Its huge body was covered with blood-red skin and thick muscles, and its body was covered with brass armor. .A huge winged helmet is worn on its head.

Rage burned like substance behind him, dividing sky and earth into colors of blood and fire.

"god!!!"

When he saw that figure for the first time, Guilliman was so horrified that he let out a low voice!

Although I have never seen it before, when the figure appears, everything around me, the earth, the rocks, the wind blowing in my ears and the smell in my nose, everything in the dark is "telling" you...

That is God!
Just watching, the anger in my heart boiled involuntarily, burning my soul, making people want to fight crazily regardless of everything.

"Calm down!" Lynn reached out and patted Guilliman beside him. "That's just a projection, he can't come here!"

"Hahaha, of course it's a god! It's a real god! It's not that impostor in Terra Palace."

"Look! This is reality!" Luo Jia was so excited that he prostrated himself on the ground, praying devoutly,

"Great God of Chaos, God of Blood and Courage, the humble life in front of you begs you, save my brother."

The huge helmet in the sky turned slightly, and the scarlet pupils in the shadows stared at Angron.

Angron, the scion of the Emperor, Primarch of the Twelfth Legion, King of the Red Sands, and humble slave, roared in pain.

He tore the armor on his body in pain, and the power armor that had already been soaked in blood was torn off piece by piece, revealing the inhuman body inside.

A large amount of blood spewed out, his flesh and bones twisted and undulated under the infusion of some kind of power, constantly destroyed, and quickly recast.

Angron kept roaring, his body was getting bigger and bigger, hideous bone spurs emerged from under the skin, blood stained his withered skin forever.Among the spiky fangs, the scarlet tongue seemed to have just swallowed flesh and blood.The "butcher's nails" all over the head fell off one by one and grew again.

He finally calmed down, standing there quietly as if falling asleep.

"Bang" sound,
A pair of huge devil-like wings opened violently!

Primarch Angron is gone!He finally got rid of "The Butcher's Nails".

The "thing" that appeared in front of everyone was no longer him, but an evil creature from another dimension, the Demon Prince Angron!

The evil god's new slave!

At the same time, the warriors of the World Eaters of the No.12 Legion started a mutation at the same time!

They also became bigger and inhuman, and there was no reason in their eyes anymore, only crazy killing intent remained.

These World Eaters who inherited the Primarch's genes have completely become the playthings of the evil gods!

They charged up with roars, waved their weapons, and slashed at the Ultramarines and the Berserkers.

The apostles around Lynn went forward without fear, and they were even a little excited when they saw the demonic World Eaters opposite them.

Fighting for the Primarch again, it is a great thing to meet such an opponent in the first battle. They want to prove their bravery and loyalty in front of the Primarch!

Several legions started a bloody fight on the barren plain.

The demon prince Angron's wings shook in the distance, and he leaped across the crowd and rushed towards Guilliman, slashing down with a hideous giant ax roaring in his hand.

Guilliman swung his sword to block, and there was a crisp "clang",
The power sword in his hand was directly shattered by a huge force, what a huge force!

Guilliman almost fell to his knees, half of his body was extremely numb.

He tried to hold on, but before he could make a move, Angron's giant ax swung upwards at an extremely fast speed. Guilliman was immediately knocked flying when the sword broke in his hand, and his entire arm was lifted up by the shock. The door is wide open!

To suffer!

Guilliman's pupils shrank violently!

too fast!
The increase in both strength and speed after Anger's ascension to the devil is too great.

The power gap of the crushing level!There is no time to react!
Just two blows put him in a desperate situation.

The giant ax was like a straw in Angron's hands, and he slashed down again at a dizzying speed.

Guilliman's pupils opened violently. If he was hit this time, it would definitely end in two halves.But he opened the empty door wide, and half of his body was numb and weak from the shock. Even if he wanted to resist, he was unable to act, so he could only fall backwards in vain.

Angron's giant ax slashed down with a cold light, and he was about to be torn in half. There was a sudden pain in his waist, and then a cold in his chest, and Guilliman flew upside down.

It flew straight for hundreds of meters and hit a piece of Ultramarine before stopping.

The Ultramarines beside him hurriedly surrounded him and surrounded him.

Guilliman wanted to get up, but found that his chest was so painful that he couldn't even raise his head.

The armor on his body was cut open, and the ax blade with the power of the warp cut a deep wound in his chest, and blood gushed out from the gap in the power armor.

But somehow escaped the catastrophe of certain death.

(End of this chapter)