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Chapter 341 Thanks to this numerology!
"Sanguinius?!" Magnus' voice suddenly stretched out, and he looked at the archangel floating in the sky in disbelief.

The fiery feathers vibrated in the sea of ​​souls, and Sanguinius' figure illuminated Magnus's flagship, the Tizca's Vengeance, like a dazzling star halo.
Under its radiant light, the great pyramid, like a shadow of Prospero, seemed like a dirty dewdrop that would dissolve in the sun.
The demons and other blasphemous things lurking in the pyramid wailed, and the translucent scarabs that emerged from Magnus' mouth dissolved and disappeared.
Magnus roared in anger, and the torrent of the High Heaven was released with the Scarlet King as the center.

The red Magnus almost turned into a giant made of flames, lightning and crystals, standing at the top of the pyramid, with colorful and strange runes wrapped all over his body.
"How did you find me? How did you break through the fog of fate composed of the strange mysteries of the Lord of Change?"

The brilliant form of Magnus and the projection of Sanguinius stared at each other across the flood of the empire.

The magnificent power of the sea of ​​souls burned in his gold and silver armor and his upturned red hair, and his single eye also splashed with ever-changing psychic lightning.

The Supreme Heaven allowed the two huge beings to release all their power, allowing them to show their true nature.

Magnus and Sanguinius, both of them looked like the ones in the legends of the most remote planets.
Ahriman had witnessed a similar encounter before, between Magnus and Leman Russ, on the night Prospero burned.

"Thanks to this numerology!"

A clear laugh echoed in the sky. There was no mockery or ridicule in Sanguinius' voice. It was as if he was stating a fact.
But Magnus roared and Ahriman gnashed his teeth, both feeling humiliated.

"How dare you insult me ​​like this, Sanguinius!"

"Ten thousand years have passed, and you've become so eloquent? You're just as annoying as that wild wolf!"

Magnus roared and howled, and the Sea of ​​Veil shook. Countless Warp torrents turned into meteors and fell towards Sanguinius.
But the prayers of mankind for ten thousand years rang out in Sanguinius' body, turning into a barrier to block Magnus' attack.
Sanguinius chuckled two or three times, and the light in the void continued to splash and emerge.

He did use the power of numerology, but he did not rely solely on the power of numerology.
The searching stick flashed in his hand.

This item from Zhou Yun is so magical that it can not only track anyone's trace in the material universe, but also have the same effect in the metaphysical world of subspace.
It was with the help of this item that Sanguinius discovered Magnus's whereabouts and projected his will here.

"Let me see what you want to do!"

Sanguinius whispered softly, his eyes swaying like golden pools as he looked at those things about Magnus in the torrent of fate.

He wanted to predict all of Magnus's future actions and pave the way to Terra for his own side.

"Don't even think about it!" Magnus's roar was like ninety-nine thunderclaps, and the light of destiny began to flicker in his single eye.
The two clashed at the level of prophecy and destiny, predicting each other and interfering with each other's predictions, constantly stirring the spinning timeline.

The Supreme Heaven began to change as the two wills clashed, and the past and the future were reflected in the void.

The hot sands of Baal rose from nowhere, and the Warp reflected the scene of Sanguinius being born on Baal.

Magnus stretched out his scarlet claws and stabbed the young Sanguinius' neck after a long time.
But the hot sand was gone in an instant, and then a heavy rain fell, and Prospero's pyramid was looming, and fire was burning fiercely all over the planet.

Ahriman recognized it as the Burning of Prospero from ten thousand years ago.
Sanguinius stretched out his leg, trying to trip Magnus who was fighting with Leman Russ.
Magnus raised his scepter, and time in the sky suddenly changed.

In an instant, the two men stood on the wilderness of Dawn Star again, and Magnus's scepter and Sanguinius's spear collided for a moment.

Time, fate, will, and the warp, the two launched a brief confrontation on all levels.

Everything was shaken, and Ahriman could only try to diffuse the aftermath of the collision.

As for participating in it? Ahriman didn't dare to imagine it. Without adequate preparation, it was not Ahriman's turn to intervene in a battle of this level. Even though he knew that the two of them couldn't even be called a real fight, and they were just spying on each other's past and future,

But this alone is enough to cause vibrations in the subspace.

The past, future and present intertwined in Sanguinius's eyes once again reflected
Magnus's one eye also flashed with the long river of fate. He wanted to chase after him, but he only let out a low roar of anger.

The scene of the Vengeful Spirit was reflected in Sanguinius's eyes. His will escaped into his own fate of dying on the Vengeful Spirit. Magnus did not dare to follow closely and peek into the past. He had to look away from the past.

Magnus's prophecy was thus slowed down and could no longer interfere with Sanguinius's prophecy.

Sanguinius seized this moment and quickly began to predict Magnus' future actions.

The twisting star, the shattered webway, the book of Magnus.
Sanguinius's gaze rested on the Book of Magnus for a moment, and he showed a surprised expression:

"So the Book of Magnus is yours——————"

Before Sanguinius could continue his exploration, he heard a series of bird calls.

A mass of blue, ever-changing, ever-changing figures suddenly weighed down on Magnus' fate;

All destiny before Sanguinius became blurred, obscured by nine hundred and ninety thousand riddles, reflections, and changes.

Magnus's master is dead!

The Lord of Change uses the Book of Magnus as an anchor, covering all the future and changes of Magnus.

He even used the twisting fate as a tentacle to try to reach out to Sanguinius's existence.

Sanguinius was not in a hurry, and he moved his fingers slightly.
A red cloak suddenly flashed across his hand, and the Lord of Change's tentacles deflected uncontrollably.
Sanguinius seized this opportunity to regain his composure.
He slowly opened his eyes and returned to the top of Macragge in Hera's Fortress.

“Cough, cough, cough——————”

Sanguinius let out an unpleasant growl and covered the crack in his chest.

The brief battle with Magnus and the Lord of Change left him with the pain of the wounds left when Horus used the power of the Four Gods to tear his body apart.

That wound spanned time and space, and was directly engraved on the existence of Sanguinius, making it difficult to erase.

"Sir!" "Father!" Diglis and Mephiston rushed forward.

Sanguinius waved his hand to indicate that he was fine.

"Go find Zhou Yun and Guilliman."

"I discovered something, something about Magnus"

(End of this chapter)