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Leman Russ watched the two men fighting back and forth, and couldn't help but smile and shake his head. "Though these two appear to be fighting over a piece of fruit, their skills are truly astonishing. Every move and every form demonstrates their full potential."

Zhuang Sen nodded slightly in agreement. "Indeed, Curze's speed and explosiveness, Aurora's adaptability and skill, were fully demonstrated. Even without weapons, their attainments in close combat are enough to leave most warriors in the dust."

At this moment, Aurora steadied herself, roared, and took the initiative to attack.

He flashed and threw several quick punches in succession, attacking Coz like a storm.

Koz was not to be outdone. With his agility, he flexibly moved among the fist shadows, cleverly dodging Aurora's attacks while looking for opportunities to counterattack.

Clarks, who was watching from the side, was so excited that he couldn't help but shout, "Great! Another beautiful shoulder throw to knock him down!"

The other brothers also joined in the fun, and the atmosphere was extremely lively, as if this fight over fruit had turned into a grand martial arts feast.

Amid the shouts of the crowd, Koz took advantage of the gap in Aurora's attack, suddenly crouched down, and swept his leg towards Aurora's lower body.

Aurora reacted extremely quickly, jumping high in an instant and somersaulting in the air to avoid the fierce attack.

After landing, he took advantage of the inertia of the forward rush and pounced towards Koz, grabbing Koz's shoulders with his hands like eagle claws.

Seeing this, Koz quickly leaned back, his whole body almost touching the ground, and Aurora's hands brushed across his chest.

While Aurora's old strength was exhausted and her new strength had not yet been generated, Koz exerted force on his waist, bounced up like a spring, and headbutted Aurora in the face.

Aurora quickly stepped back, but was still a beat too slow, and was lightly grazed on the cheek by Koz's headbutt.

"Oh! It was so close!" One of the brothers watching cried out with regret.

Aurora was obviously aroused at this time. She took a deep breath, and her aura suddenly changed, and her eyes became as sharp as an eagle.

He began to pace slowly around Koz, looking for the best time to attack. Each step was steady and powerful, and the ground shook slightly.

Koz did not dare to be careless. He stared closely at Aurora's every move, squatting slightly like a cheetah ready to pounce.

The atmosphere at the scene became increasingly tense, the original booing gradually died down, and everyone held their breath, watching this fierce confrontation.

Leman Russ frowned slightly and said to Zhuang Sen, "Looking at this situation, it seems that both of them are serious about it. Don't let them lose control and hurt the harmony between brothers."

Zhuang Sen nodded gravely. "Indeed, we must find a time to separate them. But you don't need to remind me."

Leman Russ: "..."

Just as the two were about to take action, Aurora suddenly launched an attack. He rushed towards Koz like a black lightning. This time his speed was faster than before and his strength was even more astonishing.

Koz had no time to dodge, so he could only cross his arms and take the full force of the blow. With a loud bang, dust flew up around the two men, and the powerful impact spread out in all directions, causing the surrounding brothers to step back.

"They are about to start using psychic power, we have to stop them quickly!" Leman Russ's expression tightened and he said anxiously.

I saw that Koz's originally slender palm, now his long nails were tightly wrapped in a layer of surging spiritual energy, the spiritual energy flashed with strange light, as if it contained endless danger.

Aurora on the opposite side saw that Koz had used his psychic power and did not show any weakness. Flames instantly ignited around her body, and the flames tightly attached to her body. The heat wave spread wildly around him, baking the surrounding air and distorting it.

Jonson knew that if he didn't intervene, the fight would likely get out of control. If the two Primarchs used all their might, serious consequences would result, and the brotherhood between them would be shattered beyond repair.

Just as Zhuangsen rushed towards Koz and Aurora like a gust of wind, ready to stop them, the other brothers who were just watching for fun also stood up and joined the ranks to stop the fight.

They originally thought that this was just a harmless little fight between Koz and Aurora, just like the occasional jokes and exchanges between brothers, which would definitely end in laughter.

But when they saw that the two were about to use their psychic powers and were determined to fight to the death, they realized the seriousness of the situation.

Although they enjoyed watching the passionate competition between brothers, they never thought it would develop to the point of killing each other.

Suddenly, people gathered around them from all directions. Some brothers shouted loudly, trying to calm Curze and Aurora down, while others used their own speed to quickly get between the two and try to forcibly separate them with their bodies.

"Calm down! Don't be impulsive!"

"Stop it, we are all brothers!"

Shouts rose and fell, echoing throughout the area.

Among them, Clarks ran the fastest. He rushed to Aurora in one step, opened his arms, and shouted loudly: "Aurora, don't be confused! This is a misunderstanding between brothers, not worth getting serious about!"

The anger in Aurora's eyes had not dissipated yet, but when she saw Clarks blocking her way, her attack still paused slightly.

On the other side, Leman Russ and Jonson hugged Curze, and Huile persuaded him, "Curze, calm down. It's not worth hurting the brotherhood over a piece of fruit!"

Although the psychic light in Koz's hand was still flickering, his emotions gradually stabilized after being pulled and persuaded by everyone.

Hui Le watched the entire scene and couldn't help but feel a complex emotion in his heart.

She felt more and more that her brothers, including herself, no longer seemed like ordinary human beings.

Take tonight, for example, how could I be easily provoked by such a trivial matter or a few words, and my emotions would explode instantly.

This situation is even more obvious with Ferrus, who has a particularly hot temper.

Ferrus was like a volcano that could erupt at any moment, easily ignited, and his mood changes came without warning.

On weekdays, the occasional minor frictions among people may turn into a fierce conflict when it comes to him.

Hui Le knew very well that as Primarchs, they possessed powers and missions far beyond those of ordinary people, but this specialness seemed to have unknowingly distorted their emotions and temperaments, making them far less calm and rational than ordinary humans in controlling their emotions.

……

At this moment, in space, a remarkable situation is quietly unfolding.

The warships of the Ultramarines and the Word Bearers, like densely packed steel behemoths, have already spread across this star field.

The Ultramarines' warships are known for their simple and efficient design style. The lines of the hull are hard and straight, like sharp blades, exuding a cold and majestic atmosphere.

On the hull, the logo of the Ultramarines is eye-catching and solemn, as if announcing their glory and mission to the entire universe.

These warships were arranged in neat and orderly rows, demonstrating the Ultramarines' usual strict discipline and excellent organizational ability.

However, the warships of the Word Bearers nearby had a completely different style.

Their shapes are more gorgeous and strange, and the hulls are decorated with various mysterious and complex religious patterns and carvings, which sparkle with a mysterious luster under the reflection of cosmic rays.

The layout of the Word Bearers' warships seemed random, yet there was a subtle order in the chaos, as if they were following some mysterious law unknown to ordinary people.

The warships of both sides confronted each other in this star field. The huge ships reflected each other, making the originally silent space instantly filled with a tense and depressing atmosphere.

Each warship lay dormant like a beast, poised for action. A single command could unleash a terrifying interstellar conflict. In space, energy shields flickered, weapon systems stood ready. A storm seemed imminent, and the fate of this star region hung in the balance.

Chapter 301 Silence, a huge silence.

In this tense star field, on the bridge of the Ultramarines' Glorious Queen-class battleship "Macragge's Glory", Robert Guilliman stared at the holographic star map with a solemn expression.

On the star map, the Word Bearers' fleet loomed like a shadow, hanging over the Ultramarines' deployment.

This disrupted the rhythm of his command. The Word Bearers' recent behavior had become increasingly bizarre. Their fanatical pursuit of religion was dragging the entire legion into an unknown abyss. The confrontation between the two fleets at this moment was undoubtedly a dangerous signal of intensified conflicts.

"What are they waiting for?" A captain beside Guilliman asked in a low voice, breaking the silence on the bridge.

Guilliman frowned slightly and said slowly, "Hand those planets over to the Word Bearers!"

Guilliman was exceptionally noble, and he desired the bonds of brotherhood more than his own lust for conquest.

"But……"

The captain was about to speak, but Diliman stopped him with a look.

The captain understood that Guilliman had made up his mind. Although he still had many concerns in his heart, he could only swallow back the words that were on the tip of his tongue.

Guilliman turned around, his back to the star map, a hint of fatigue in his eyes.

This move might be seen as a sign of weakness by some warriors, but in order to avoid a full-scale conflict with the Word Bearers and maintain the friendship between the Primarchs, he had no choice but to resort to this last resort.

"Order the fleet to prepare for an orderly evacuation of the relevant star regions and hand over control to the Word Bearers." Guilliman's voice was steady, yet held an unwavering authority. The communications officer swiftly executed the order, relaying it to every Ultramarines ship via the telegraph waves.

Outside the "Glory of Macragge", the Ultramarines' fleet began to slowly adjust its formation, and its originally vigilant battle posture gradually transformed into an orderly evacuation layout.

The battleship's engine ejected blue plasma tail flames, drawing brilliant trails in the dark universe.

However, not all Ultramarines understood Guilliman's decision. Some of the younger and more energetic Ultramarines resented the abandonment of these worlds, and they grumbled quietly over the intercoms of their battleships.

"Why should we give the planet we conquered with so much effort to those fanatics?" said a young Astartes warrior angrily.

"That's right, when have we Ultramarines ever been afraid of the Word Bearers!" another warrior echoed.

But more experienced warriors remained silent, understanding Guilliman's considerations. The Primarch's decisions were often made with an eye to the long-term future; avoiding internal friction caused by fratricide was crucial to the stability of the entire Imperium.

At the same time, the Word Bearers fleet seemed to have noticed the movements of the Ultramarines.

On the Word Bearers flagship, Lorgar Aurelion looked through the viewport at the changes in the Ultramarines fleet, a complex expression emerging on his face.

He had not expected Guilliman to make such a concession.

"Sir, are the Ultramarines going to evacuate and leave the planet to us?" asked a Word Bearers officer with a puzzled look on his face.

Luo Jia nodded slightly, with an elusive light flashing in his eyes.

"It seems that Robert still values ​​the friendship between us. But he doesn't understand that everything I do is to pursue the true will of the Emperor." Lorgar whispered, as if talking to himself.

With the gradual withdrawal of the Ultramarines fleet, the tense atmosphere in this tense star field eased slightly.

"Honestly, I had no intention of starting a fight, but as we fought, I got so excited that I just wanted to defeat him, and that's how I ended up."

In front of the table filled with fruits, Aurora said as she recalled her impulsive behavior just now.

At this time, a group of brothers gathered around her, with different expressions, some in deep thought, while others listening to Aurora's story with curiosity.

"Have you got any special items on you recently?" Hui Le asked.

"No? Everything is normal." Aurora was stunned at first, then answered after thinking for a moment.

"Think about it carefully. Is there anything seized from the aliens, or anything with powerful psychic power?" Hui Le asked.

"Oh, yes! Now I remember, I did get some new gadgets recently." Aurora slapped her forehead, as if she suddenly remembered something.

"What is it?" Hui Le asked with a puzzled look on his face, and the other brothers also fixed their eyes on Aurora.

"When I was clearing out a bloodthirsty alien race that worships the color red, I obtained a red scabbard. This scabbard is very powerful. Since I got it, almost any long-range attack has no effect on me." As she spoke, Aurora took off the scarlet scabbard from her waist, which looked ordinary and did not emit any psychic fluctuations, and showed it to everyone.

In an instant, the scabbard attracted the attention of all the Primarchs.

The scabbard exudes an aura of blood, violence, and anger, yet it also possesses a peculiar beauty. No wonder even Aurora, who has never been keen on war, couldn't help but collect it and carry it with her.

“…” Hui Le was silent for a moment, looking at the scabbard carefully.

"Also, later on, when we passed by an agricultural planet, we wiped out the aliens that were wreaking havoc there, and I obtained a emerald green branch. It was absolutely beautiful! You all know that I grew up on Terra and have seen countless rare treasures, but the moment I saw that branch, my eyes were captivated. The local people also willingly gave me this sacred object they had worshipped for thousands of years."

As Aurora spoke, she gently untangled the emerald branches tangled in her white hair.

When Huile saw the branch, he was deeply attracted by it and couldn't help muttering to himself: "It's really beautiful."

"I feel the breath of life." Hui Le stared at the green branches and said slowly.

"Yes, that's right. Since I got it, I have recovered very quickly after being injured, and my wounds can heal quickly." Aurora agreed.

"And there is this sword." Aurora said, showing the long sword hidden behind her back, which was placed side by side with the sword of responsibility.

This long sword is a dreamy purple color, and the blade is inlaid with exquisite gems. It is so beautiful that people can't take their eyes off it.

"Too fancy," Zhuang Sen commented, picking up his sword and swinging it twice in the air. A sharp sonic boom was heard in the air.

"The sword is indeed a good sword, but I don't recommend you use it. You know, a sword is a weapon used to kill the enemy. If it is inlaid with too many gems and looks too gorgeous, it will easily distract you during battle. If you are not careful, you may even lose your life." Zhuang Sen warned with a serious face.

The other Primarchs nodded in agreement with Jonson's words.

Then, Zhuangsen threw the sword into the air, and it fell straight down and accurately inserted into the scarlet scabbard, and the two fit together perfectly.

A strange sight occurred.

The scabbard, which originally looked ordinary and did not emit any spiritual energy, suddenly burst out with a strong scarlet light, and the light spread out in all directions like surging waves.

The purple sword seemed to be pulled by some force, the sword body trembled slightly, and the inlaid gems flashed an even more dazzling light, interweaving with the red light of the scabbard, forming a strange and gorgeous scene.

The Primarchs were attracted by this sudden change and couldn't help but come closer to watch.

"What's going on?" Leman Russ frowned, a hint of vigilance in his eyes. His wolf's sense told him that this was not a good thing.

Hui Le stared at the light, thought for a moment, and then said, "It seems that there seems to be some special connection between this scabbard and the sword. Perhaps it is some kind of ancient psychic reaction."

Aurora was equally surprised. He leaned in to examine the sword and scabbard carefully and said, "I've never noticed this connection between them before. I always thought the scabbard could protect against ranged attacks, and the sword was just for show."

Zhuang Sen clenched his fists, ready to deal with any possible danger. He said cautiously, "Whatever this power is, we must not take it lightly. Don't touch it lightly until we understand the situation."

Then, looking intently at Aurora, Jonson asked again, "Do you have anything else on you?"

"Yes," Aurora responded, reaching into her pocket and pulling out a quill.

The feather pen is a deep blue in color, and it gleams with a soft and mysterious luster under the reflection of the surrounding light.

"I was planning to give this to Guilliman. He has always been keen on handling documents, and I thought he might be able to use it," Aurora explained.

Zhuang Sen couldn't help but frown when he heard this.

He himself was not very sensitive to psychic perception, so he did not notice anything unusual about the quill, but for some reason, just seeing Aurora's attentive attitude towards Guilliman, he felt inexplicably disgusted.