Man in Warhammer, starting Primarch.

Chapter 24 24, Laurel Crown
Fulgrim's smug look made Dukel a little unhappy.

Very serious consequences.

Fulgrim's true body is not here. What stands in front of the original body now is just a fragment of his soul.

Duker's palm placed on his shoulder exerted slight force, and the hidden spiritual power around him suddenly surged violently.

The violent and ferocious energy rushed into the heart of Fulgrim's soul fragment, and it only took a moment for his consciousness to collapse.

Then Duker poured a massive amount of soul fire into the alien's body.

In a sense, this can also be regarded as his blessing.

The infusion of spiritual fire quickly exceeded the limits of this alien body.

This twisted and deformed body changed again and quickly shriveled up, like an elongated mummy. The surface was covered with dry cracks, and the fire of the soul spurted out from countless cracks.

From a distance, it looks like a flaming mummy snake.

A hoarse and strange snake language emanated from the cracked neck.

Duker looked at the alien in front of him and ordered,
"Go and find your true identity."

"You are one, and you will eventually come together."

As the voice of the original body fell, the mummy monster snake, covered in spiritual fire, disappeared from the place, got into the subspace, and instinctively drilled towards the lost world hidden deep in the subspace.

Part of Dukel's consciousness also came to the subspace.

Countless soul fires gathered together to form a huge eyeball, carrying his consciousness and following behind the mummy snake.

Until the mummy snake penetrated into a lost world.

A look of schadenfreude flashed in Dukel's eyes, and he threw out two fire seeds. Two fires that were extremely terrifying to subspace creatures descended on this lost world.

After doing all this, Dukel's consciousness will return.

In the process of returning, his spirit fluctuated slightly, and he was at a certain node in subspace that corresponded to reality.

He felt a familiar feeling.

"Hey, isn't this Guilliman?"

"Brother, I'm not telling you, what are you daydreaming about here?"

There is no concept of time in subspace, and everything that happens there occurs in an instant in reality.

After Duker's consciousness returned to his original body, a strange smile appeared on the original body's face unconsciously.

But now is not the time to think about that.

He still has to clean up the mess his stupid brother left for him.

The appearance of the Demon Prince at the celebration spread to many worlds in a short period of time under the live broadcast of holographic projection.

Countless people were horrified by this.

The power of the Chaos Demon actually invaded the Second Holy Land and stood in front of the original body. Where can there be a pure land in the human empire that is not contaminated by demons?
The appearance of Fulgrim caused fear and confusion in the hearts of countless people.

These negative emotions caused quite a stir in the subspace, and countless sentient dark lords cheered for this.

Human negativity is what they love to taste.

The demons are certain that the death knell of the human empire has sounded.

Struggling in darkness and ignorance for thousands of years cannot prevent the final destruction.

There will be countless souls available for them to enjoy.

Countless demons are gearing up for this, eager to feed off this bloated and decadent empire.

These panics, as well as the negative effects they bring, need to be calmed down by the original body. Duker walked up to the auditorium, and their eyes swept the crowd calmly. The infinite will contained in their eyes instantly appeased the crowd.

Wherever he looked, there was silence.

"I know that you were born in the dark years, and all you have seen in your life is hardship, hardship, and endless killing. But there is no need to hesitate, people of the empire, as you can see, the betrayer is so weak, he cannot If you defeat me, it will be impossible to defeat the people of the empire.”

The fighting spirit in Duker's eyes grew stronger, and he continued,

"Ten thousand years ago, the glory of mankind was enough to shine in every corner of the Milky Way. The power of mankind made all aliens afraid of it. Even though the galaxy is vast and bright, it is just a plaything in the hands of mankind. The suffering and scars at the moment are just... The test that the empire must go through in its long history.”

"I swear, one day, the traitors who betray humanity and the chaos who wantonly plays with humanity will usher in our reckoning. Humanity will use the weapons in its hands to tell all the heretics, and the glory of humanity will continue forever."

Listening to the words of the original body on the high platform, and the strong confidence revealed in the words, the other party's words seemed to reach directly into their hearts and shocked their hearts.

An unspeakable courage grew from their hearts, taking them away from fear and filling their whole bodies with courage and strength.

"Kill them all!"

A human soldier raised the monomolecule sword in his hand and shouted with fearlessness.

In the vast Temple Square, his voice was so small and insignificant, but this belief that came from the heart inspired others.

Immediately afterwards, the comrades beside him also shouted.

Humanity has been suffering for too long. It seems that all races can step on their heads. Zergs eat people, greenskins kill people, and demons play with people's hearts.
In the face of these terrifying aliens, human beings can only seem to tremble in fear.

But now, a demigod primarch has stood up. He has captured everyone's hearts with his undying fighting spirit. He tells everyone that all aliens will be defeated by humans.

Facing the threat of aliens, fight or kill! Use your fists, your teeth, and the weapons in your hands to kill all those monsters!

The crowd's shouts grew louder and louder.

Countless high emotions gathered together, and soon even the well-trained Space Marines were wrapped up in it, shouting along with them.

At the back, even the state army, battle nuns, and human warriors from many other battle groups also shouted together.

These extreme emotions converge into a terrifying force.

Their will stirs uproar in the Warp.

Like a wheel of flames, the giant one-eye in the center of the wheel within a wheel opened angrily.

His eyes seemed to be infected with endless killing intent, and countless rays of spiritual light were poured out.

"Kill them all!"

"Kill them all!"

Accompanied by human cries.

The chaotic creatures, who were still watching the excitement, fled quickly at this moment. They had never known fear and just wanted to stay away from here.

All the demons shrouded in the light of the soul evaporated in pain as they screamed and wailed.

At the same time, Five Hundred Worlds, Star Macragge.

Driven by the invisible hand of conspiracy, Guilliman also held a grand celebration here.

The streets of Macragge were empty, and citizens gathered at the intersection to watch the ceremony.

The cheers of thousands of people gathered into a hymn to Guilliman, deafening and lasting.

Consul General Macragge coincidentally presented the primarch with a beautiful laurel crown carved entirely from pure gold.

and hurriedly urged the Primarch to wear this dazzling crown.

Feeling the kindness, Guilliman complied.

Put this gorgeous crown on your head
(End of this chapter)