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Chapter 133 Magnus's Defeat

dong dong!

Boom boom boom!

Lancelot's heart rate was rising steadily. Near Guilliman, even though the shield disappeared, the phantom of the Cyclops who had previously protected Guilliman from the evil fire did not disappear immediately.

In another world, the phantom of the loyal Twilight King, the loyal Primarch of the Crimson Emperor's Thousand Legion, whose power remained on the shield, reached out and pulled his brother to his feet.

"Thank you. If it's possible, I'd really like to meet you."

Guilliman stood up and watched the Cyclops's figure gradually disappear.

He had just been fighting the demonic Primarch Magnus, and now he had received help from his loyal brother Magnus. Complex emotions surged within Guilliman, but he didn't actually say the words aloud; he only murmured them to himself.

However, he also felt that his loyal brother could hear his thoughts.

"We will meet again, my brother, in a future where humanity will surely triumph. And now, let's fight and drive out this foolish red Oglin."

The wise Twilight King chuckled at his counterpart in this world, while Lancelot had already taken flight with the wings of an angel.

"Here we go, Guilliman!"

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"Next move, I'll defend, you attack!"

Lancelot charged toward Crimson Magnus, and at that moment, the Black Lion roared and charged toward Magnus as well. Facing a Primarch, Lancelot naturally dared not hold back.

The Crimson King raised his staff blade in terror to block. In that instant, the entire library seemed to be struck by some terrible force. Large sections of floorboards were violently lifted and swept into the sky, creating an unimaginable sonic boom that swept across the entire area!

Even though Magnus's physical abilities were considered extremely strong among the Primarchs, at this moment his knees were suddenly bent by Lancelot's force!

Boom!

Both of them flapped their wings, and Lancelot clearly had the upper hand in terms of strength. The undamaged lake light burst into dazzling sparks on his weapon!

In Magnus's eyes, that kind of tyrannical and unreasonable power had only one result: Ryan had changed. He had become different, but the only certainty was that he had become more dangerous!

The Primarch was terrified and wanted to escape. In that instant, he began to gather his warp energy throughout his body, but at that moment, he discovered that the power of his warp magic was being suppressed.

It was as if a large number of untouchable beings were restricting his power at this moment. If you sensed it carefully, the surging subspace power seemed to be being devoured by a gluttonous beast!

Inviolable territory!

The strength of the domain is linked to the strength of Lancelot's soul. Now that he has obtained the essence of devouring, a portion of his spiritual energy will be devoured by the mist to permanently confine the enemy within this dark and dense forest!

But as expected of someone who could sit on a minor throne in another world, the Crimson Demon's abyssal spiritual power was directly connected to the subspace, and Lancelot could not completely suppress it.

As a result, countless blue lightning bolts began to appear around the demonic principality, disrupting the surrounding local airflow into a gale.

The battle is now taking place in a library, but now all the shelves and counters in this vast library have been smashed and overturned on the ground as if swept by an invisible hand!

An evil chanting sound appeared.

Both the loyalists and the traitors couldn't help but cover their ears at this moment, because they felt a tearing pain in their eardrums, and only by curling their bodies up tightly could they relieve this pain.

But Lancelot ignored the incantation of this evil spell, as did Robert Guilliman, who had sworn never to let Lancelot face off against his fallen brother again. Now, he would finally fight alongside Lancelot.

But at that very moment, the evil spell that the Crimson Demon had been churning out was complete.

A massive, colossal bolt of psionic lightning surged forth, causing the surrounding air temperature to drop instantly, and unexpectedly, specks of ice began to emerge!

collapse!

A sharp, explosive sound rang out!

In the real universe, lightning occurs because the friction between rain clouds at high altitudes generates electric current. When the accumulated electrical charge exceeds the cloud's tolerance limit, it discharges and forms a lightning strike! At this moment, the Primarch is using the power of warp magic to recreate this immense force that is most commonly seen in the physical universe!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The thick electric current sliced ​​through everything in its path like a raging blade, but Lancelot simply raised his shield and hurled it into the distance!

hum!

Magnus’s true name in the subspace flashes.

At that moment, all the thunderstorms changed direction and crashed into the shield that had been thrown out!

Shockwaves bombarded the shield in concentric circles, and the high-frequency flashes of white light were far more lethal than the arc light from electric welding, almost blinding people.

But even the shield that the entire flagship's evil light cannons couldn't destroy just now appears so clumsy when the psionic lightning it unleashes under the suppression of the inviolable domain.

Lancelot gave Guilliman a look, and at that moment Guilliman nodded in understanding, indicating that he would try to create an opportunity for Lancelot.

"It's time to end this, Magnus!"

The Ultramariner, with high morale, fought his fallen brother.

A single swing of the Crimson Wanderer's Blade Staff could leave a slash mark on Guilliman's breastplate, but in retaliation, a powerful strike from the Emperor's Sword sent Magnus staggering backward!

The Ultramarines Lord rose up and slammed his shoulder into the Primarch's chest.

This fierce shoulder strike caused the Crimson King to lose his balance completely. Magnus's massive body rolled down the book like a gourd, but the Ultramariner Master had no intention of giving his opponent any breathing room. He leaped up and followed closely behind, jumping into the pit!

As soon as he landed, Guilliman launched a fierce attack. Faced with the Primarch's barrage of attacks, Magnus was forced to retreat. He frantically tried to find and call upon his offspring for help, but all he saw was flames shooting across the sky!

The rain of light swept away the darkness, illuminating the battlefield in one fell swoop.

The loyalists praised the emperor's great name in their hearts.

The Thousand Sons Legion had been unleashing their fierce firepower on their last stronghold, but Tzeentch's demons hovered overhead in golden flying saucers, hurling balls of warp fire among the loyalists.

But in this final moment when all hope was lost, the Emperor's salvation descended upon the battlefield, and the powerful psychic suppression rendered the previously arrogant Tzeentch wizards listless.

The Cursed Legion arrived with Lancelot's arrival. Moreover, in places Lancelot was not paying attention to, mist quietly spread out, and golden fighter jets surged out of the void and swooped down!

They swept past like a flock of eagles, their cries echoing!

Wherever its tail section went, high-explosive bombs unleashed devastating firestorms amidst the ranks of the Red Letters and the Fearful Demons!

Countless machine guns unleashed a barrage of fire, generously showering lasers and shrapnel upon Tzeentch's demonic seed, causing the traitor's and demon's filthy flesh to explode into a sky full of debris.

Then, a thunderous roar echoed from the sky, and the Imperial Guards, wielding their halberds, descended from the heavens! They then unleashed a tsunami of explosive projectiles that struck the enemy ranks!

The cursing wizards hurriedly ordered the soulless war golems to turn around and face the sudden enemy attack, but their efforts were as futile as an ant trying to shake a tree.

Swift as a storm, sweeping like a raging fire.

The Imperial Guards moved among the traitors as easily as harvesting crops, as if they were in an empty field. The heroic figures of the golden-armored giants in battle were reminiscent of legendary heroes in ancient myths. With their giant blades swirling, the power armor of the Thousand Sons was no more sturdy than firewood.

With the arrival of reinforcements, the expeditionary force, which had been boarding the enemy, was refreshed and began to gather around the fog, knowing that the fog represented their allies. Mysterious black-armored warriors emerged from the fog and launched an attack on the enemy with a thousandfold fury.

Meanwhile, a squadron of three Valkyries, painted red and black with the Star Language Hall emblem on their sides, ignored the raging battle around them and sped toward the battlefield where Guilliman and his fallen brothers clashed!

The threat pressed closer, and one by one, the Silent Sisters leaped from the Valkyries. The warp magic vanished before it could even touch the sisters! This group of ethereal warriors formed a void around them, a barrier impenetrable to any etheric energy, and their very presence reinforced Lancelot's inviolable domain!

The Primarch's defeat was inevitable, and even he himself genuinely believed it.

So he gathered his spiritual energy again, but not to attack, but to escape!

He began to cast a powerful spell, but as before, the boiling ethereal energy was suppressed by Lancelot, preventing him from casting much more. Fortunately, this was his home turf.

If he wants to leave, perhaps only he himself can stop him.

At that very moment, Lancelot's side finally made preparations—

The blade of the Undamaged Lake Light was fully illuminated. Originally, the Black Lion's true name in the subspace was engraved on this longsword, but as the Black Lion was eliminated by this longsword, its nature also changed.

It stripped Lancelot of a portion of the Black Lion's warp essence, thus making the sword a spiritual extension of Lancelot's warp essence.

This is both a weapon and a magical artifact. In the Reverse World, when Lancelot was forging that shield with the Twilight King, he learned how to use this magical artifact as a medium to draw upon the power stored within it.

Although a short period of prayer and preparation is needed, Guilliman has already secured his opportunity at this moment.

Lancelot suddenly threw his longsword.

The Primarch felt a chill and an indescribable threat, but the gleaming longsword was not aimed at him. Instead, it crashed into the Imperial Cross shield that had flown away and then returned!

Boom!

The knocking sound at that moment was like a signal.

The undamaged lake light struck the shield. The psionic lightning released by the demonic primal had already been absorbed by the shield. As the longsword collided with it, the blade flipped, pointing directly at the distant Crimson Demon, thus completing the process.

At that moment, the figure of the Twilight King flashed on the shield, and the Red Demon's attempt to connect with his flagship and escape came to an abrupt halt.

"Foolish me, arrogant me."

The Twilight King looked at the Crimson King from afar. Both of them had only one eye, but what they saw in that single eye was completely different.

"If you were in the outside world, in the subspace, you would still have a chance to escape, but you foolishly followed into the net passage. It's just a pity that you are already an empty shell, your soul is worthless, so let it shatter once again."

"But this time, let's not reorganize."

The Twilight King calmly declared the fate of the soul-stitched entity before him, then transformed into golden lightning and crashed down upon the distant Crimson Demon without hesitation.

This time, however, it was no longer suppressed. The golden lightning that was unleashed carried the might of an emperor, as if it wanted to tear everything in two. Countless thunderbolts as thick as buckets fell from the sky, and the golden light almost illuminated the entire net.

Magnus was frozen in place. Lancelot was about to call for Guilliman to deliver the final blow, but at that moment, Magnus let out a blood-curdling scream.

The Primarch unleashed its full power in a frenzy, triggering a violent, out-of-control explosion.

Then the entire flagship began to collapse, and the Primarch, along with all the psionic energy he left in the material universe, began to dissipate.

The Fenris system was the first to detect the anomaly; the space wolves discovered that the curse left on the planet by that guy was beginning to disappear.

This means that the Crimson King was not simply banished, but rather, just like the Wolf King Lemanrus did back then, his soul was once again shattered into countless fragments.

In the shadows.

Tzeentch's laughter did not stop at all.

He never cared about Magnus, that toy.

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