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Chapter 218 Xiao He, Uncle is waiting for you, Uncle forgives you
Under the dim light of the stars, the broken walls of Angel Castle cast a long shadow, covering Cobró.

He commanded the Blood Priests, recruits, and mortals to deal with the Genestealer corpses on the ground.
Cobreau received permission from the Archangel to study the mutations that occurred in these corpses.

He, Mr. Zhou Yun, and the group of mortals heard the words the Genestealer said before he died.

The Wolf Shepherd God has returned!

This sentence made Cobreau break out in a cold sweat, especially when His Excellency Zhou Yun and the archangel who descended from the sky looked at each other, Cobreau was afraid that...
But, whether in soul or blood, Cobreau resonates with the Archangel.
There is no doubt that it is the Archangel,
Cobreau was upset, but he still used his psychic power to block out the mortals' memory of the three words "Shepherd Wolf God".
He couldn't let others know what happened here.

Cobreau couldn't help but raise his head and look at the two figures, one big and one small, on the city wall.
The archangel, who was taller than two mortals put together, was walking on the city wall with his wings down, along with Lord Zhou Yun. The setting sun also stretched their shadows very long.
Cobreau was surprised to find that the shadows of the two people seemed to be moving, presenting a completely different scene.
In the shadow extended by Lord Zhou Yun, a hazy blue civet cat was standing.

In the shadow of the Archangel, Cobrough saw the Spirit of Vengeance, Horus, the Archangel's drooping corpse, and death.
Finally, the two shadows slowly merged together, as if Zhou Yun's shadow was dragging Sanguinius's shadow into his body bit by bit.

Cobreau shuddered, as if everything he had just seen was just an illusory illusion.
Zhou Yun and Sanguinius were just walking on the city wall, talking in low voices.
Sanguinius walked in front of Zhou Yun, the warm sun shining on his golden hair, making the silver ornaments in his hair sparkle, and the wings behind him shimmered, as if they were also made of silver.
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[Item name: Feather of Sanguinius]
[Origin: Baal-Sanguinius Chicken Wings]
[Evaluation: A feather of Sanguinius, about the length of a Space Marine's arm, stained with some kind of warp power, which can burn demons, expel the evil forces of the sky, and bring some luck.]
[Production time: 999.M41]
[Condition: Freshly picked]
[Value: 26]
Twenty-six thousand? Zhou Yun couldn't help but reach out and grab another one.
"." Sanguinius turned his head and stared at Zhou Yun.

Zhou Yun remained calm and pulled another one under Sanguinius' gaze.

Sanguinius sighed and turned away sharply, hiding his wings behind him.

"Xiao He, don't be so stingy."

Zhou Yun calmly stuffed the Feather of Sanguinius that he had just taken away into his four-dimensional pocket:
"Isn't it just to give you some money? I haven't asked you to pay back the nearly 1.5 billion I paid you yet."

".I am not Horus." Sanguinius sighed softly, his eyes slightly complicated.

"It's okay, Xiaohe, uncle doesn't care."

"Just tell me the truth."

"Uncle is waiting for you, uncle forgives you!"

Hearing this, Sanguinius fell into a deathly silence. He clenched his fists and looked at Zhou Yun with twitching eyes.

His face was filled with the urge to punch Zhou Yun.

"Use the right and wrong divination machine to judge." Sanguinius sighed softly, "I'll pay for the props."

Even without Sanguinius telling him, Zhou Yun was planning to do the same.
But since someone is willing to pay, he naturally won't refuse.

"Nine hundred thousand." Zhou Yun said with an expression that did not allow for negotiation.

"Didn't you have some remaining space from the last time you rented it?"

Sanguinius's expression twisted slightly, but he still sighed and said:
"You are welcome to take whatever you want from the warband's collection in the secret dungeon."

"That's so straightforward, Xiao He! I knew that you Shadow Moon Wolves are more generous than the Blood Angels." Zhou Yun said with a smile on his face.

Sanguinius's face twitched slightly again.

Zhou Yun reached into his four-dimensional pocket and took out the number of chances remaining after the last divination.

"The one standing beside me, the one I resurrected, is the former Primarch of the Ninth Legion, Sanguinius."

Zhou Yun placed the right and wrong divination device on the city wall, and after considering his words for a moment, he spoke to the blue cross and red circle in front of him.

The moment Zhou Yun finished speaking, the red ring jumped up.

"Look." Sanguinius said with an innocent look, pointing at the red ring in the air.

The red circle represents that what Zhou Yun just said is correct, and the person standing next to Zhou Yun is indeed Sanguinius.

But Zhou Yun couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly.

The winged figure in the white light was not Sanguinius, but it was Sanguinius who was resurrected by Zhou Yun.
"Shouldn't you explain it to me clearly?" Zhou Yun said as he fiddled with the connection between himself and Sanguinius deep in his consciousness.

"." Sanguinius's expression twitched slightly, his face full of discomfort: "It shouldn't be like this."

"Your consciousness entering my body should not show any resistance. I am now equivalent to your demon primarch. My essence should have merged with your existence."

"But you have not yet clearly realized your own subspace nature. You are resisting yourself, and by doing so, you are also resisting my essence."

"I'm not a god." Zhou Yun couldn't help but frowning when he heard Sanguinius say that he was his own demon primarch.

"Look, look." Sanguinius had a look of astonishment. "Don't talk about my problem first, let's talk about yours first."

Zhou Yun noticed that Sanguinius was trying to change the subject:
"What's going on with those chicken thieves?"

"Why weren't you Sanguinius before you were resurrected, but became Sanguinius after you were resurrected?"

"What's going on now, Horus? Did Dorn not shovel your body clean when he used the shovel?"

“It’s complicated to explain this.” Sanguinius shook his head slightly. “After I returned to the material universe and was resurrected, my self-awareness increased, and I also fully awakened to my subspace essence, and was able to figure out many things.”

"I am Sanguinius, and the winged figure in the white light you saw was also me. That was part of my Warp essence, the me that was never born in the material universe, and the Warp existence that was born because of me."

"The reason why I am related to Horus is because the birth of my essence is closely related to Horus."

"Can you understand? The Essence came first and then Sanguinius, and Sanguinius came first and then the Essence of the Warp was born."

Zhou Yun frowned even more as he listened to Sanguinius's repetitive words.

Noticing Zhou Yun's frown, Sanguinius sighed slightly: "I can't really explain all this to you."

"You corrupted me initially in the Shield of Hades, and you resurrected me in Baal, which resulted in my warp essence being half-submerged in yours."

"The connection between our essences is too deep now."

"If I force you to explain or instill this knowledge, it may deepen your resistance to my essence, which will cause problems for me. It may also cause your subspace essence to over-awaken, just like the Emperor realized that he was the Dark Lord and went berserk."

Zhou Yun raised his eyebrows. He felt vaguely that he seemed to have grasped the clues in Sanguinius' words, but it seemed that he had grasped nothing.

"Perhaps I should let you solve this problem yourself. I also need your help." Sanguinius said slowly.

".You want me to work overtime?" Zhou Yun's face suddenly became alert, and he distanced himself from Sanguinius.
The image of Mr. Dante instantly appeared in Zhou Yun's mind.

Dante was forced to work overtime by Sanguinius.
If he had obeyed, Zhou Yun might have had to live a life like Dante, which would have been too miserable.

"I can only entrust this matter to you."

Sanguinius sighed softly:

"As you can see, those Genestealers were able to induce the Black Rage in my brood."

"The only people in the entire Angel Castle who have the ability to go to their settlement are you and Mephiston, who has overcome the Black Rage."

"Don't worry, those thieves can't pose a threat to you and Mephiston."

"Of course, don't resist yet. I'm thinking of something that will bring you great benefits, but I haven't figured out how to do it yet. I'll tell you when you come back."

The vigilance in Zhou Yun's eyes remained unchanged. Wasn't this just pure empty talk?
"I'll tell you a little bit, it will be related to Guilliman." Sanguinius raised a smile at the corner of his mouth, as if he was thinking of something happy.

"And this is about Guilliman?"

Zhou Yun cast a slightly strange look at Sanguinius:

"Can you at least tell me what's wrong with these thieves? What is inside the Elytra that Mephiston and I need to deal with?

Sanguinius nodded slightly when he heard this. He glanced into the endless desert in the distance, and his eyes seemed to fall on the Elytra Castle deep in the desert.

".The Hive Mind tried to obtain my gene sequence, but the units created with the gene sequence alone are at most biological weapons that are stronger than the Norn Emissaries. It is not worth it for the Hive Mind to consume such a huge amount of biomass to attack Baal."

"The Elytra Castle occupied by the Genestealers is actually the capital of Baal's former alien race, the first race to worship the essence of my warp."

"They used the alien relics in the Elytra Fortress and their own beliefs. After a series of deliberate imitations and rituals, they created an individual called Elytra Saint-Gilius in the subspace. This is not a separate existence, but one that is attached to both my belief in me and the will of the hive."

"The original intention of the Hive Mind was to use this so-called Elytra Sanguinius to devour my essence, and finally stuff it into the new unit cultivated by it using the genetic sequence. In fact, the Elytra Sanguinius did occupy a small part of my essence."

At this point, Sanguinius' voice paused slightly and became a little deeper:

"After the control of the Hive Mind was weakened, the so-called Elytra Sanguinius became a more independent and crazy existence under the madness of the Genestealers, the warp echoes caused by my resurrection, and the trend of belief in the Black Angels for tens of thousands of years."

"He is the part of me that is closer to corruption and destruction, the afterimage of the black angel in the ancient legends of Baal, the echo of the moment of death."

".He is my Black Fury, the reflection of Horus in my essence."

(End of this chapter)