Warhammer: My buddy has too many secrets!

Chapter 115 You're Just Old, Ryan

But Lancelot simply shook his head at Ryan's angry glare.

Before he transmigrated to this place, the character he chose to wear in the game was a fallen angel, not only because of their mysterious appearance, but also because their experiences evoked Lancelot's sympathy.

Now that he is the Lord of Dark Angels in another world, he should speak on behalf of the fallen angels.

"You abandoned Caliban, you abandoned the Legion's recruits."

Lancelot's words ignited an indescribable rage within the lion, but Lancelot merely looked at the lion king before him, his tone calm yet questioning.

"Think back to everything that happened in Caliban, Ryan! Back when you descended from the sky and mercilessly carved a bloody path through recruits who had never even seen you before!"

"Those recruits who were trained, the first time they truly donned the armor and weapons of the First Legion, was when they faced their own genetic father and his executioner! From that moment on, you were no longer qualified to lead them."

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Lancelot whispered, "Chemos, Nukelia, Barbalus—these worlds were destroyed under your command, but ask yourself honestly, did what you did really delay the rebels from making even the slightest move?"

"Saint Gilles and his blood angels were drawn into one deadly battle after another by Horus, while Guilliman's army was hindered by the warp gods."

"Sanguis saw his own death, Guilliman saw 6000 Soul of Vengeance ships, but you never experienced any of that, the Emperor's eldest son. You were just an observer at that time."

Lancelot's words calmly recounted these long-standing historical events, but to Ryan, they sounded extremely sarcastic.

Perhaps the Dark Angels should spare these planets? Perhaps the Lion should transform his legions into spears, aiming straight for the throats of those traitorous brothers?

Ryan gritted his teeth, his emotions surging, his chest heaving, his body ramrod straight, his fists clenched, as if he were made of dark blue stone.

Lancelot's gaze remained calm.

In fact, if we really take a holistic view and review the tactics of the Blood Angels, Ultramarines, and Dark Angels legions, there are actually no problems.

If Terra had truly fallen, the Dark Angels' choice would have been very problematic, but since Terra held on with its last breath, then Ryan's choice was the best.

Guilliman has led 25 reinforcements to the front lines. With the powerful supply from the world of Ultramar 500, the decisive force of the Ultra Warriors is enough to turn the tide of the war. If it weren't for the obstruction of the Four Gods, when Guilliman's army arrived on the battlefield, every rebel would have faced a sufficient number of Ultra Warriors.

Moreover, in retrospect, Guilliman's 25 men were blocked outside the solar system by the power of the four warp vendors. Even if the Dark Angels chose to return to help, the final result would probably just be that they would just stand there dumbfounded, staring blankly at the thousands of Vengeance Souls.

At this time, the Lion Lord's choice to launch a surprise attack on the traitor's stronghold was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. After all, once the rebels retreated, there would be no more such opportunities. Moreover, without this raid, it would be questionable whether the Great Purge could recover most of the empire's territory later on.

Furthermore, if it weren't for Ryan's decision, the Empire might have been forced to fight an even longer and more brutal siege because the traitors returned to their base, instead of the situation after the Great Rebellion, where almost all the traitors slunk back to the Eye of Fear.

Ryan's choice was one that maximized the Empire's benefits, and Lancelot believed that he and Guilliman must have made this deployment after detailed analysis.

It could be said that the only thing the four gods would not stop was Saint Geres' return; they all wanted to devour the angels' souls.

The Lion King is what's truly infuriating—despite the First Legion possessing the best equipment and the legacy of the Dark Ages, their final achievements were negligible. Furthermore, the Lion King's attitude during the Great Rebellion was dispirited, and after the Star Torch was extinguished, he even believed the Emperor had failed and refused to return to Terra.

This is an indelible stain, and Lancelot using it to provoke the Lion King is a very simple form of reverse psychology.

If he were still rational, the Lion King wouldn't have fallen for this trick. But now, facing Lancelot and hearing these almost heart-wrenching words, the Lion King finally couldn't hold back his rage and launched an attack on Lancelot!

"Shut up!"

He was already on high alert when he sensed the sword in Lancelot's hand, but he refrained from attacking directly because the Dark Watcher was beside him.

But now, he fully understood the meaning behind Lancelot's words. As the Primarch, even after sleeping for ten thousand years, his wisdom had not diminished!

Upon hearing Lancelot recount that his First Legion had split in two, and hearing the mocking tone in the man's voice, the Lion King instantly identified Lancelot as one of the rebels from Caliban's ranks!

Now that he had figured this out, what he needed to do was very simple: take down this audacious guy in front of him who dared to call himself the master of the First Legion in front of the Lion!

At that very moment, Lancelot's heart began to pound violently! A rapid, drum-like sound reverberated from Lancelot's chest!

Lancelot gripped his longsword tightly, ready to face his enemy. At this moment, Lancelot dared not hold back in the slightest.

Having previously faced the Black Lion under the Emperor's might, Lancelot understood just how incredible the speed of a Primarch-level being truly was.

Although he has now undergone modifications, possesses two Primarch Hearts, and even fused with a drop of Imperial Blood, Lancelot in his normal state still dares not directly challenge Primarch-level beings. He must enter an Overload state to have any fighting power.

But at this moment, the newly awakened Lion King lunged at the longsword stuck in the stone in front of him, trying to pull it out with Primarch-level power. However, the sword blade emitted a faint golden light on the stone, and even Primarch-level power could not pull it out.

The Lion King's expression changed abruptly for a moment. Lancelot's expression also changed slightly when he saw that the Lion King was unable to pull out the sword. Lancelot reached out and casually stuck the indestructible Lake Light into the ground.

Tsk!

Ryan's anger surged to another level, and he lunged at Lancelot unarmed. But Lancelot was prepared. After entering Overload mode, Lancelot could see through Ryan's moves. Both the current Lion King and the previous Black Lion had made the same mistake: underestimating their opponent.

Ryan rammed into Lancelot, attempting to tackle him directly. An ordinary Space Marine would be easily defeated by him with such a disparity in strength and speed, but Lancelot was no ordinary Space Marine.

In an instant, Lancelot saw through the enraged Ryan's tactics. He slightly turned his body to the side, deftly dodging the attack. With lightning speed, he grabbed Ryan's outstretched hand and pulled it to his side, then delivered a powerful punch to the lion's face!

Even at the last moment, the lion still managed to detect Lancelot's attack with his keen perception, but he could only reach out to block it, and his body lost its balance at that moment.

The instant both of his hands were restrained, Lancelot did not hesitate to pull Ryan towards him, and then his helmeted head slammed into the lion king's head in front of him!

Boom!

The lion king's head was also hit by the powerful blow, making it buzz for a moment. Lancelot did not press his advantage, but simply pushed the lion king away and then looked calmly at Ryan in front of him.

"Damn it! Is your sword something specifically designed to weaken my power?!"

After taking this blow, the Lion King calmed down completely. Although anger was still burning in his chest, his Primarch's battle rationality had returned to its peak, and he also felt the weakness of his current body.

When faced with this question, Lancelot was only slightly taken aback before shaking his head!

"This sword will not diminish your strength."

"You're just getting old, Ryan Al Johnson."