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Chapter 187 The Emperor's Psychologist Was Drowned

Captain Finney raised his head slightly and looked at the blue-armored warrior standing in the sand pit.

On the way here, he had heard about some of the things that happened in the Angel Well.
A blue-armored warrior who called himself an Ultramarines brought a relic tainted with the aura of Sanguinius and challenged all the descendants of Sanguinius.

He even claimed that the sons of Sanguinius, while good, were not as good as the Ultramarines.
If Finny can defeat him, he can not only bring back a holy relic for the descendants of Sanguinius, but also save the reputation of all the descendants of Sanguinius to a certain extent.
Finney clenched his fists slightly. Perhaps the reputation of the Vermillion Angels was irreparable, but at least Commander Dante would recognize them.
"You won't succeed." Commander Dante seemed to see through Finny's thoughts and said in a flat tone.

Finney lowered his head.
"In the name of Sanguinius, in the name of blood, we defend ourselves."

"I know that no one likes our Chapter these days, but I think I still have the right to defend my honor with battle."

"If you fail, you die."

"." Dante looked at Finny silently, then turned his gaze to the blue-armored warrior in the sand pit.

Zhou Yun turned his head without any hurry. He heard an unclear sigh from the winged figure in the white light at the corner of his eye.

The Scarlet Angel is still his offspring, and Zhou Yun understood the meaning from this sigh.

"As long as you are the descendant of Saint Guinius and are willing to use a holy object as a bet, I don't mind." Zhou Yun said lightly.

Finney nodded solemnly and walked down from the platform step by step.
Joel glanced at him and consciously backed out of the sand pit, and the two men passed each other at the edge of the sand pit.

"Satisfying his blood thirst cannot quench his thirst." Yoel said in a low voice: "The smell of blood on you is strong, hidden deep, but strong"

Finney's body trembled slightly, and he looked at Yoel beside him in panic.

He seemed to smell the nerve-stimulating smell of blood coming from Joel, and Finny felt his fangs slightly pressing against his lips.

Yoel turned his head and glanced at the more than one hundred scarlet angels standing on the platform.
"But the smell on them is very light. Most of them can still be saved."

Finney nodded slightly: "Many of them have not participated in the repentance ceremony or have only participated in it once."

"I often advise my company members to take as little blood food as possible."

Joel glanced at Finny, nodded slightly, and left the bunker.

Captain Finney walked up to Zhou Yun and drew out his weapon, a power axe that was flashing with a flickering blue light.

"Shroud." Finney looked at Zhou Yun and said, "The name of this axe is Shroud. It is a holy relic of the Chapter and once belonged to Karen Orfeon, Captain of the Night Lords."

"Ten thousand years ago, Karen Orpheon's warship, the Dusk Shroud, crashed, and he was believed to have died in it. The Vermillion Angel recovered the Dusk Shroud and found this power axe inside it, and believed that it was used by Karen Orpheon himself."

"If you win, you can take him over my dead body."

Hearing this, Zhou Yun narrowed his eyes slightly: "Juexue?"

"First Blood!" Finney said in a firm voice. "I heard that you have defeated several Sons of Sanguinius in the Battle of First Blood."

"Perhaps the Ultramarines are better at sparring, but the Sons of Sanguinius are better at mortal combat."

A battle that ends only when one side surrenders or is killed.
Finny didn't intend to hurt the blue-armored warrior in front of him, but if he didn't risk his life in a fight, Finny thought his chances of winning were slim.

Whether the blue-armored warrior admits defeat or not, Finney will not take his life.
But Finney made up his mind that if he was at a disadvantage, he would not give up even if it meant death.
Maybe my death can shake Commander Dante.
"Okay." Zhou Yun nodded slightly and took a few steps back to distance himself from Finney.

Finney did the same thing, gently holding the 30K power axe that had been used by the captain of the Night Lords upright in front of his chest.
"Roar!!!!" Finney roared like a wild beast, and the smell of blood on his body suddenly surged.

The smell of blood was almost catching up with Joel. Although he seemed unaffected on the outside, Finny had actually fallen deeply into thirst for blood.

Finney roared and attacked Zhou Yun from the side.
The power axe that once belonged to the Midnight Lord had been modified, and the bat carving on it was replaced with holy blood and wings, but Zhou Yun could still feel the blood energy surging in the power axe.

Karen Orpheon, captain of the 39th Company of the Midnight Lords, was once a member of the Nightbat Council, the ruling body of the Midnight Lords.
He has a completely different personality from the other Night Lords. This rebellious Night Lord actually possesses a courage that can be described as stubborn.

Even after ten thousand years, the influence he left in this power axe still exists, and even affects Finny in turn, making Finny's charge even more fearless.

But Finney's speed disappointed Zhou Yun.
Even though he was affected by the blood thirst, Finney's speed was only slightly faster than that of an average captain, but far slower than that of Yoel.

Not to mention that Zhou Yun's speed is a whole level faster than Yoel's.

If we have to say that Finny is better than Yor in one way or another, it would only be the Holy Power Axe.

As the head of the Blood Knights, Yor's weapon is just a worn-out chainsaw sword.
He gave Zhou Yun the holy relic dagger and Zhou Yun put it into his four-dimensional pocket and looked at it. It was the cheapest one in the whole venue, and the price was several times lower than the holy relic given by the tomb guards. He was so poor that it was heartbreaking. Even after fighting with Joel, Zhou Yun felt that he was at a disadvantage and his income was not worthy of his labor at all.

After Zhou Yun finished complaining about the poverty of the Blood Knights with his accelerated thinking, Finney finally approached Zhou Yun.

The roaring power axe was raised high and chopped towards Zhou Yun.
Then, with a bang, a click, the power field on the power axe flickered and suddenly became much darker.
Finny was stunned for a moment. He felt a strong resistance coming from the power axe, and he could hardly suppress it.

The first blood battle was still a normal competition, but the most beautiful battle was almost a fight to the death.

The affinity between Zhou Yun and the Machine Soul also came into play, and the power axe named "Shroud" resisted Finny's swing.

Zhou Yun seized the moment when Finney was stunned, and swung his fist lightly and hit Finney's chest heavily.
In an instant, the surface of the ceramic steel seemed to be hit by a heavy artillery fire, and the entire surface caved in. Finny was also thrown out and hit the wall of the sand pit heavily.

The entire Angel Well trembled slightly.

"By the blood of Sanguinius! Is this a miniaturized dreadnought developed by the Adeptus Mechanicus?" Chapter Master Caen of the Crimson Blades said in amazement.

The power of the power fists was so strong? The blue-armored warrior could actually control the power fists with his own strength?
In the previous first blood battle, Zhou Yun almost just stopped there.

The descendants of Sanguinius only knew that Zhou Yun was very powerful, but they did not know that Zhou Yun’s power was so great.

"Are all Ultramarines like this?" Goren, the Chapter Master of the Holy Angels, looked at Caen in confusion.

Caen used to hang out in the Ultramarines circle, but he was also confused: "I only know that Captain Calgar can lift a 10-meter-high Necron anti-aircraft tower with both hands, but I have never heard of such a person."

Finney's power armor was dented and almost broken, and he was embedded in the wall. Blood was flowing from his body, but it was quickly controlled by the hemostatic organs.

He struggled to stretch his arms out from the broken ceramic steel, and let out a low roar towards Zhou Yun, his whole body filled with anger and blood.

"You lose." Zhou Yun said as he picked up the power axe named "Shroud" from the ground.

"No!!" Finny struggled to stretch out his arms and pulled off his helmet, revealing his blood-red face and terrifying fangs, which were all characteristics affected by blood thirst.

"This is absolute blood. I'm not dead! And I'm not surrendering!"

Zhou Yun couldn't help but shook his head when he heard this.
How come all these Astartes are space stubborn? The Emperor should have prepared a legion with a psychiatrist. It's not that he didn't prepare it, but the primarch of that legion was anesthetized.

"Finny, you came here against the orders of Captain Moore, just to die here?" Zhou Yun said while standing in front of Finny.

Finney looked puzzled: "How can you even do this?"

"Moore?" Dante, who was standing on the platform, raised his voice slightly: "Disobeying the orders of the war captain?"

Zhou Yun nodded slightly, glanced at Finny and said, "Captain Chaud is dead. He was killed by the Necrons forty years ago."

When Zhou Yun said this, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly. It was hard to doubt that this was not the King of Silence helping his deceased wife to get rid of his rebellious son.

Zhou Yun could guess how the Silent King felt when he learned that the Crimson Angel was having a party with the Blood of Sanguinius.
"Maul becomes the new Chapter Master of the Vermillion Angels, but he is even more extreme and twisted than Chaud."

"Some captains have realized the problems of the chapter. They have begun to resist blood meals and regret rituals to a certain extent. They try their best to put themselves in battles, hoping that death will bring them salvation."

Hearing this, Joel raised his head slightly, and his eyes looking at Finny seemed to become a little softer.

"When news of Baal arrived, Maul refused any of the Vermillion Angels' offers of assistance to Baal."

"But three company commanders, including Finney, still wanted to support Barr. They disobeyed Moore's orders."

Zhou Yun said slowly.

The descendants of Sanguinius were stunned for a moment, and then they understood why Finney had concealed this.
The Angels of Vermilion have earned the dislike of all the Sons of Sanguinius, but at least they will remember that the Angels of Vermilion still sent aid to Baal.

If everyone knew that Finney came against the orders of the Chapter Master, and knew that the Vermillion Angels were unwilling to provide assistance to Baal and unwilling to protect the hometown of their Gene Father,
Finney still wishes to protect the Chapter's reputation.

"Three companies." Dante's voice became slightly lowered, and he stared at Finny for a while.

There were only more than a hundred people who followed Finney into the Well of Angels, obviously less than three companies.

　The next chapter will be a little later. My schedule has been so chaotic lately.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)