I am the magnetic field maniac

Angron arrogantly and playfully teased Leon's current appearance... But will the leader of the Dark Angels, the peerless lion Leon, fall for it?

"I'll let you know when you kneel before me and confess."

Leon said coldly, and then he tightened his grip on his weapon. The next moment, a mist swallowed him and Angron...

112. The Great Lion is Old

The essence of each Primarch is both a reflection of their soul and the attitude they possess in the Warp.

Tearing off the human disguise, each Primarch has a completely different shape in the warp.

Corax is a huge black crow, Jaghatai is a streak of white lightning, Sanguinius may be a white dove with shining wings, and Russ may be a huge silver wolf howling at the moon.

But the Daemon Primarchs do not possess such an attitude, their essence has been tainted, and other forces of Chaos have changed their shape.

On the one hand, they used the destructive power of the warp to change the posture of their souls, and on the other hand, they also lost their original appearance.

The essence of their Primarch had been overshadowed by the might of the Chaos Powers.

Angron didn't really care.

Angron had actually already realized what the true nature of his own Primarch was.

He was actually the first Primarch among all the Primarchs to realize and sense his own essence...until everything was destroyed by the Butcher's Nails, and then he didn't care anymore.

After he found his original body, the essence he had abandoned had gradually returned, but Angron hated it!

He hated that essence, even though that was the essence of Angron's soul, he still hated it immensely.

The spiritual self and the essence of the soul are two different things. At least in Angron's view, it was something that he had abandoned and was no longer necessary. Not to mention that it was a gift from the Emperor, which made them hate it even more.

So what is the essence of Leon's original body?

He is a mist, a forest, an embodiment of substance.

As the mist engulfed Lion and Angron, they passed through Macragge's reality and emerged into a psychedelic realm.

Angron came to a forest. He could not see any sunlight through the branches and thick fog above his head, but there was still enough light for him to see his surroundings.

These trees were tall and powerful, with trunks so thick that the outstretched arms of one, two, or even half a dozen men could not wrap around them.

Their rough, cracked bark leaves many shadows, as if the trees themselves are camouflaged.

The ground beneath their branches is fought over by tough shrubs: thick, twisted, thorny things that pinch each other in their struggle for space and light, like neglected children at the feet of adults.

The ground in which they grew was dark and rich, and when Angron thrust his fingers into it it smelled of life and death and something else besides.

"Caliban? Leon, your experience of surviving in that forest for ten years has become the deepest thing in your memory, and even sublimated into your essence?"

Angron stood up and smiled contemptuously at the mist that permeated the forest... But despite this, he would not underestimate Lion's ability.

Because just by relying on this "inherent barrier", Leon can lead people through the realm of the subspace... and for Leon, this place is equivalent to a chaotic world that belongs to him alone.

But there is nothing to be afraid of.

Angron doesn't care about overly complicated settings, he only needs to know one thing clearly - chop your opponent to pieces and that's it!

The mist that filled countless corners of the forest suddenly condensed slowly and gently... Then, a long sword shining with lightning suddenly pierced out from the dark gap in the forest!

But Angron did not even turn his head, and simply used the broad back of the black sword to block the sword that was stabbing at his heart. And when he waved his hand violently, he only dispersed an invisible mist.

"Huh, Leon, when did you start to learn from that guy Koz?"

Angron looked at the extremely dense and gathering fog and laughed...

"Did he leave you with enough psychological trauma when he beat you up that time?"

On many occasions, trash talk has indeed proven to be an effective and cheap tactic, but for Leon, who has a strong enough mentality, it is meaningless.

Countless thick white mists were gathering in the Caliban Forest, as if forming an illusion that suppressed Angron's existence and breathing... and in the mist, Angron seemed to have caught a glimpse of some huge, shadowy beasts.

Angron realized that the awakened Primarch's nature of Lion might be far more troublesome than Corax and Jaghatai. He was not meant for frontal combat, but could cause even greater trouble.

And Angron hated trouble.

He is also accustomed to using the most brutal methods to solve all problems, either solving the trouble or being solved by the trouble.

"You won't come out? Well, then I'll tear down your forest. I want to see if you plan to bury yourself in the ground to hide from me!"

Angron grinned, and he raised the black sword in his hand, and then three hearts beat wildly! The violent flow of energy gathered on the sword, and then burst out with the antimatter power that had been condensed three times!

"Seven hundred and fifty thousand horsepower, God-breaking Thunderbolt x3!!"

The waves condensed the power of antimatter three times!

A total of 4.5 million violent attacks instantly blasted onto the land of the illusory Caliban, and in an instant directly...

The explosion of violent light and the spread of antimatter power instantly dispelled all the fog and the dark forest that blocked the view!

Under the violent destructive force, a muffled groan was heard, and then Leon, who was forced out by Angron in the most brutal way, looked at Angron vigilantly and horrified while holding the Emperor's Shield!

He never imagined that Angron could have such destructive power...

He even felt that Angron's move just now was enough to turn any planet into stardust in the physical universe!

Chagatai had never shown Leon that an increase of only 100,000 horses could lead to such a qualitative leap!

They are totally not on the same level!

"What are you looking at? Old man, your version is outdated!"

Angron grinned and put the black sword on his shoulder. His eyes fell on the golden light bursting from Lion's shield, and he said unhappily...

"Damn it, that old man is taking sides again. That bacon really loves you guys."

Lion remained silent, but he understood that it was the Emperor's Shield that kept Lion intact under Angron's violent attack just now, but even the Emperor's power was not infinite.

What's more, Leon's pride would not allow him to rely on his father so much.

He carried the shield on his back and held his already damaged "Lion King Sword" in one hand. Just as Chagatai Khan said, a tempting whisper came to his ears.

"If you want to defeat Angron, you must face yourself, otherwise your magnetic force will not be truly useful to you..."

"Or let go of your thoughts and let me show you the life and moves of a strong man."

"Shut up."

Leon coldly rejected the temptation of the Unfinished God in the void, and it was obvious that he didn't care as Chagatai said. He remained silent, waiting to see Leon's good show.

"Old man, you didn't agree to it, right? But how can you be my opponent?"

Angron grinned, but he suppressed his magnetic field power instantly - 650,000 horsepower, and he maintained the same state as Leon.

Don't get me wrong, Angron just wanted to use the same strength as Lion to knock him to his knees and humiliate him severely!!

kill! !

Lion held the Lion King Sword in both hands and stabbed at Angron using the ancient Caliban swordsmanship... but in terms of speed, Angron was undoubtedly faster than he imagined!

The thick black sword completely turned into a huge black brick in Angron's hand. He grabbed the back of the sword and swung it towards Leon...

The violent force and speed forced Leon to use the power of the magnetic field to turn defense into offense!

But at the moment of contact, the impact from the Lion King's Sword still shattered the armor on Leon's body. Leon stumbled from the blow, and the sudden pain told him that it was not just his armor that was injured. If it was not completely broken, some of his ribs must have been cracked.

The clear pain washed away the anger that enveloped him, and he continued to face the traitor with cold rationality.

Angron's single blow turned the vast forest behind Leon into ashes. The mountains and the earth were blown up into the sky by the strong wind, and then shattered into countless tiny pieces by an invisible force!

However the Emperor created his Primarchs, he made them strong and resilient.

The lion pushed away the pain in his body with an effort of will and returned to the fight.

He didn't know any fancy magnetic field tricks. All he learned was to attach this violent and destructive force to his weapon.

The shining light of the Lion King's Sword almost turns the sword into pure light, and its edge is sharp and deadly.

He did not dodge any attacks, but stabbed Angron's vital points persistently. He had realized his lack of strength, and he planned to end the battle in the most deadly and dangerous way.

But Angron's response was beyond expectations. He threw the black sword directly at Leon like a javelin. Facing the huge sword full of violent destructive power, Leon could only choose between dodging and taking the hit head-on!

He chose the former, for it would deprive Angron of his weapon, giving him the upper hand in battle.

But he didn't expect that Angron, who lost the black sword, would be even more dangerous!

Like a humanoid beast, Angron's figure suddenly rose several meters when he threw the black sword!

And along with the expansion in size, the traffic volume is also skyrocketing!

Although still suppressed at 650,000 HP, Angron's speed and strength increased dramatically! Net increase! Explosive increase!

He had seized the opportunity when Leon dodged, and in the instant he moved his body, Angron had already arrived at the point where his body would land with a grim smile.

There was no time to react or resist, Angron had already delivered the winning blow!

"Tianwu Duanshengdao!!"

With his right hand formed into a claw, Angron slammed the blow into Lion's chest!

His armor, skin, muscles, bones and even his heart were completely pierced and torn apart... But what was even more terrifying was that the life-taking power was spreading through Leon's body!

Leon couldn't resist. Leon's strength and spirit were shattered and even destroyed by this terrifying blow that directly tore apart the essence of life!

His eyes widened, and then he felt the familiar feeling of weakness enveloping his whole body, dragging his consciousness and fighting spirit into deeper darkness.

He was defeated.

The once unrivaled lion, Primarch of the First Legion, Lord of the Dark Angels, Warmaster of the Second Empire, had been utterly defeated.

It was like a joke, a pitiful joke of someone rushing in with great momentum to eliminate the traitor only to be taken down by the opponent in just a few moves.

Leon felt the weakness, but even more so the helplessness, bitterness and shame.

Angron, however, did not ridicule this elder brother whom he disliked. Contrary to his usual behavior, he did not say anything foul-mouthed. He just looked at Leon's aging face and said softly...

"Leon, what do you think makes me better than you? Moves, flow, strength? No, you actually know it in your heart."

"You're old, Leon."

"But it's not your body that ages, it's your heart that ages, Leon."

"What are you afraid of? What are you trying to escape from? You were once a mighty lion, but now you are just a little kitten."

After saying that, Angron pulled his hand away, as if he was extremely disappointed with this elder brother and left so simply. Feeling the weakness that was devouring his body, Leon's consciousness gradually sank.

Finally, it fell into darkness.

113. Leon's Trial

Leon returned to his dream again.

"I failed."

The tired lion sat on the shore. He looked at the skinny king fishing in the lake and said with a bitter and helpless sigh...

"Father, I am no match for Angron. He is right. I am old..."

It was not the aging of the body, but the aging of the heart. After waking up, facing this damn universe, facing those descendants who had been hunted for ten thousand years because of him, facing the missing brothers and the dry bones on a throne, Leon's heart had already aged.

He no longer had the self-confidence he had during the Great Crusade.

Leon is actually a person who is very keen on taking responsibility...but strangely, the tough lion does not have the confidence that matches his willingness to take responsibility.

He has been insulting Guilliman, but Lion knows clearly that he is not as strong as Guilliman.

If it were Guilliman, he would still have the confidence to rebuild everything in the face of decay, but Lion did not have this confidence.

Otherwise, he would not have given up the qualification to compete for the position of war commander.

He is willing to take responsibility and make sacrifices for humanity or other greater purposes.

Otherwise, he would not have allowed his legion to be defeated to the point of being completely wiped out in the Battle of Randan, and eventually lose its position as the vanguard of the Great Expedition.

This is not like Perturabo's bragging, Leon knows what the result will be, but he will never complain, because this is the responsibility, and someone has to take it.

Loyalty is the greatest reward - these are the words he said after Horus became Warmaster...

Perhaps there was a part of envy in this for Horus taking the position of Warmaster, but Lion King, it is really wrong to think so...

But lack of self-confidence is another problem for the Lion King.

After the Battle of Randan, even though only one in ten Dark Angels remained, the Lion King still had the qualifications and ability to run for Warmaster.

But he took the initiative to choose to withdraw because he did not have the confidence to compete with Horus, the brother he also admired.