Warhammer 40k, but I’m really not an angelic father!

(Sanguinius: I don't know)

Just as Koz had thought, when Magnus heard Sandales describe him as a piece of debris, he immediately fell into uncontrollable rage.

What he hated most was being told that he was just a fragment.

Now he is complete!

We act in accordance with our own will, not as someone else's fragment or tool.

"I am the real Magnus!"

Under the influence of emotions, blue and white arcs of electricity kept jumping around Magnus, and uncontrolled violent psychic energy was spreading wildly in the corridor.

For some reason, seeing Magnus in front of him become like this, Sandales immediately said something he had never said before.

"No one would write down something they want to forget, would they?"

Magnus, who was originally furious, fell into a daze after hearing these words.

Maybe others don’t know what this sentence means.

But I know it very well.

Once, while he was still in the separate living quarters for the Primarchs beneath the Imperial Palace, he had challenged Malcador and the Emperor, demanding that they reveal the true nature of the Warp to him.

The Emperor chose silence.

And Malcador chose to face him.

"Have you not seen the Warp clearly? It is just that you do not want to believe what you see with your own eyes. You are deceiving yourself, Magnus."

"No one would write down something they want to forget, would they?"

He would never forget these words. Neither Malcador nor the Emperor had ever told him the truth!

Ten thousand years later, Malcador is dead!

And the emperor has turned into dry bones and sits on the so-called throne!

Both of them are losers, but I am still alive today!

Magnus waved the staff in his hand continuously, throwing one psychic bomb after another at Sandales.

The psychic bombs at this time were much more powerful than those Magnus had just used to attack Curze, because even from the appearance of these psychic bombs, the unstable psychic energy with swirling arcs of electricity was demonstrating its destructive power.

"I've put so much thought into collecting all the information and wisdom, just for what I want to see clearly!"

"Neither the False Emperor nor Malcador has ever told me their true identities! The Emperor is a god in the Warp, and Malcador is a selfish man who has collected countless knowledge but is unwilling to share it with others!"

"They are birds of a feather!"

Faced with the psychic bombs thrown by Magnus, Sandales did not dare to be careless. This time he did not dare to let these psychic bombs get so close.

"Disperse immediately, as far away as possible."

After using the Sword of Hope in his hand to create a wall of fire in the air, Sandales immediately flapped his wings and pounced on Magnus.

You must never keep your distance when dealing with this guy. Otherwise, with Magnus's familiarity with psychic energy and his skills in using it, he can definitely suppress himself and Curze at a distance.

With the flexibility brought by the wings, he dodged almost all the psychic bombs flying towards Sandales, and the few psychic bombs only grazed the edge of his armor.

The dancing electric arc made Sandales feel that the part of his body that was touched was instantly paralyzed, followed by a burning pain.

The reason for this is entirely due to the instability of psychic energy. Chaotic psychic energy may cause various negative effects in the real universe, including burning and electric shock.

If it is more exaggerated, a person can be burned to death while feeling cold all over.

"He didn't even tell us brothers about your existence! He didn't even tell that fake emperor!"

Seeing Sandales gradually approaching him, Magnus directly wrapped his whole body with psychic energy, and then immediately spread it out, causing the surrounding air to begin to burn with psychic flames.

Even Sandales could not pass through this layer of roiling psychic flames out of thin air. As long as he dared to touch it, the flames would immediately burn his soul.

When Sandales saw the white flames swirling around Magnus, he immediately flapped his wings and lifted his body directly over the wall of fire rushing towards him.

"I don't want to say anything more about you, Magnus. You must have seen what the Warp is like a long time ago, but you still want to explore it more deeply."

"The Emperor has certainly warned you more than once, yet you continue to ignore his warnings!"

Sandales swung the Sword of Hope in his hand and collided it with the Blade of Magnus in Magnus's hand.

At first Sandales thought it was just a staff, but upon closer inspection he discovered it was actually a blade.

There was even a ball of unknown origin floating above the blade.

The collision between the two weapons even separated the surrounding air, and visible ripples were spreading outward from the gap between the two weapons.

Sandales could not save the fragment of Magnus before him, for he had already been tainted by the power of the Lord of Change.

If possible, the best solution would be to incinerate him in the Emperor's flames.

Looking at the brother in front of him who looked so much like the archangel, Magnus suddenly sneered.

"Even you are nothing more than a failed experiment. You even need to use the fragments of us brothers to fill yourself."

That's right, I look down on this failed brother.

Even if he looks like Sanguinius, he can't be the archangel.

"You are but a poor imitation of Sanguinius."

Sandales did not care what Magnus said, because the proud brother would soon regret what he said.

"You said I was just a failure, pieced together from your fragments. Then I want to ask, before you said that, did you ever think..."

“Could there be many people in this body?”

98

Chapter 98: Xiao Ma: This is my power! Xiao Sang: Mine is even greater than yours!

(I owed 2000 words yesterday, so I’ll make up for it with the Subspace Entertainment extra chapter today. This chapter is 9000 words, and the extra chapter will be posted in the afternoon. The starting point is 2000 words, and I can’t go any higher... well, I don’t know when it will be capped, so I’ll just write until I’m tired, hey)

When Sandales said this, Magnus was instantly shocked.

Because at that moment, the breath he could sense was not that of his new brother Sandales, but that of the former Angron.

Magnus looked in disbelief at Angron, who had now taken control of the body.

Although there was news some time ago that the demon prince Angron was defeated by Sandales, he was still skeptical at that time.

But now it seems that this guy has indeed defeated Angron, and not only defeated him, but even snatched away some of the fragments that originally belonged to Angron.

At the moment, it seems that Sandales intends to use Angron's power to fight against himself.

"Are you Angron or Sandales? Who is it that I am fighting?"

"It was indeed Sandales just now, but that's no longer the case. My brother, Sandales originally wanted to rescue you from Chaos's control. Unfortunately, you don't deserve to be saved now."

Angron swung the blade in his hand, but found that the two long swords were not to his liking.

So after putting Veliszar and the Sword of Hope back into their scabbards, his attention shifted to the power hammer held by the Grey Knight next to him.

When Angron's gaze turned towards him, the Grey Knight knew that the Primarch needed a weapon of his own, and he immediately offered his power hammer with both hands.

"First of all, it's a hammer..."

After taking the power hammer, Angron swung it twice and said something that made Koz next to him feel a headache.

Although this power hammer is still a little lacking in weight, it is still usable. At least it is more to my liking than the two long swords.

Now that he was no longer tormented by the Butcher's Nails, he could finally duel his fallen brother like a true Nutherian gladiator.

He had seen Magnus's weakness, and now only needed a small blow to make this guy suffer.

"I don't need to be saved by anyone, I can save myself!"

"Whether you are Sandales or Angron, I will eradicate you one by one!"

As Magnus's Blade was swung out again, another attack quickly came towards Angron, but this time the gladiator did not choose the same fighting method as Sandales.

He cleverly chose a moment and slammed the power hammer in his hand down on the floor of the corridor.

The fully charged power hammer was very dangerous. The shock it caused when hitting the floor directly offset the force rushing towards it.

Angron moved swiftly, closing in on Magnus's massive form at breakneck speed.

Even during the Great Crusade, the size of this guy was one of the largest among his Primarch brothers.

Perhaps to others, this huge body would be very oppressive, but to Angron, the bigger the body, the more flaws it would have.

When Magnus raised the Blade of Magnus in his hand again, Angron turned the power hammer around and hit Magnus's armor on the abdomen hard.

Even a Primarch could not withstand the direct impact of a power hammer, let alone one that was obtained from the hands of a Grey Knight.

The anti-demon masters living on the planet Titan always have weapons that are different from ordinary people. Even the power hammers they use far exceed other models in terms of power output.

The decomposition field hummed, intending to completely destroy the armor on Magnus's abdomen, but the blessing of the warp attached to the armor did not allow the power hammer's attack to be fully implemented.

The Disintegration Field did work, but it only wore off a portion of Magnus's plastron and created some cracks before it lost its effectiveness.

But even so, the power hammer swung by Angron still used its huge output to directly hit Magnus into the air for a short time.

Severe pain and twisting came from his abdomen, so much so that even Magnus showed a painful and ferocious expression. There was a flaw in his previous fighting method.

Because he used the same method to deal with Angron as he did with Sandales, which was obviously wrong.

In his eyes, Sandales relied too much on the mobility provided by the three pairs of wings on his body, and Angron, who took over control of his body, would definitely rely on these three pairs of wings as well.

But in fact, this gladiator looked nothing like Sandales.

Angron, who had fought his way through countless battles and duels, did not rely on the mobility brought by the so-called wings. What he was looking for was every flaw of the enemy and the damage he could cause to the opponent through such flaws.

Even if an effective attack can only cause a brief stiffness effect on the opponent, he will still do it.

Because every time the opponent falls into a short period of negative influence, you will have more opportunities to continue pursuing.

At this moment, Magnus' body was briefly in the air, and Angron seized the opportunity and punched Magnus in the face.

If the arm that had just swung the power hammer had not been in a position to pursue, it would not have been his fist that would have hit Magnus' face, but the power hammer in his hand.

Angron's fist directly knocked Magnus' body around in the air. Magnus, who was originally curled up in the air like a cooked shrimp, was directly knocked out by this punch.

Although the physical damage caused to Magnus by the two attacks was not very obvious, it shifted the initiative of the battle to Angron.

"You rely too much on psychic powers, my brother. You think psychic powers are omnipotent, but in reality, they are not. In battle, all you can rely on is your strong body."

Angron charged at Magnus once more, but just as he was about to reach him, Magnus suddenly swung his hand and threw a wall of fire burning with psychic flames into the air.

He hoped to use this method to force Angron to stop rushing towards him, but he seemed to have forgotten another existence.

Curze, who had just been standing opposite Magnus, had come behind him at some point, with the sharp blade in his hand already ejected, ready to launch a surprise attack on his fallen brother at any time.

He had been waiting for an opportunity, and now was the moment to strike.

Koze rushed towards Magnus like a ghost, with the sword in his hand pointing directly at Magnus's lower back.

He was extremely fast. Even though he was wearing an extremely heavy power armor, he could still run without making any sound.

Even Magnus only realized Curze's arrival when he suddenly felt a sense of crisis in his body.

He wanted to turn around and resist, but it was too late.

Koz was already standing behind him, thrusting the sharp blade in his hand forward quickly.

Magnus turned his head and could only watch as Curze's weapon pierced his body, causing him two penetrating wounds.

Even though he finally forced Curze back with the Blade of Magnus, the wounds on his body had already begun to affect his subsequent battles.

"You're still just a sneak attack like a despicable villain. It was like that before, and it's still like that now."

"When dealing with a depraved fellow like you, any means are sufficient. If a sneak attack can cost you your life, then I don't mind continuing to use it."

After completing an attack, Koz immediately hid in the shadows nearby.

Magnus threw a psychic bomb there, but after the explosion, no figure belonging to Curze was seen.

It was obvious that this cunning guy knew that he would be pursued, so after hiding his body in the darkness, he immediately moved to another hiding place, thus avoiding his own psychic bomb.

Damn Carlos, it’s already this late and he hasn’t come yet.

Magnus cursed Carlos in his heart.

He had clearly sent a message to the hateful birdman, asking him to join him in launching an assault on Macragge's Glory.

But he didn't give me any response, and even now he showed no sign of wanting to come over.