I am the magnetic field maniac

Kill kill kill!!

Facing Angron who was rushing towards him, the Emperor said nothing but drew his sword.

The one burning with blazing heavenly fire and emitting divine light - the Sword of the Emperor!

A powerful light instantly enveloped the Emperor and Angron, and when they reappeared, they had left the burning Terra and were on an asteroid in the blackness of space.

"Number 12, you are indeed a failure."

Holding the Emperor's Sword, the Lord of Mankind's voice was as mechanical and cold as the ice that froze deep space, and the powerful force attached to his body gave him... the terror of a god.

"Maybe I was wrong at that time... My mistake was that I should have allowed you to meet the glorious death you wanted! It doesn't matter if you hate me, and it doesn't matter if you want to kill me!"

"But the last thing you should do is to vent your childish temper on the human group! Vent it on those who should not bear your anger."

"So, little devil——this is your punishment!!"

Nine hundred and ninety thousand horsepower, the Emperor's Sword!!

151. Never compromise until the end of the world

In the dark and cold deep space, two extremely dazzling lights are shining brightly against each other.

A scarlet, fiery blood light filled the sky, and the fiery plasma was so dazzling that it seemed to ignite the frozen darkness of the entire icy deep space!

Every collision, every fight made the universe tremble. Even with the power that was extremely controlled at the perfect level... every attack was enough to easily destroy a Queen of Glory-class battleship!

The power from the Primarch, the magnificent power from the ancient mythological heritage is being presented to every mortal in the most intuitive and terrifying way!

It is enough to make them tremble, enough to make them afraid, enough to make them yearn for it!

The weak should submit to the strong. This is an iron rule that cannot be changed no matter what era or social system it is.

Because this is an instinct written into human genes, and it is a rule that must be followed as a living being.

And what kind of force collides with that dazzling blood-red light?

The dazzling golden light has become a brand new sun in this cold and dark solar system!

But although the light was dazzling, it was extremely cold. People could not feel any warmth from it, only a chilling order and silent pain.

"Your Majesty the God Emperor..."

Above Terra, a great Astropath was trembling all over as he performed the Sky Eagle Salute with his chest facing forward. He had an idea, an idea that he could not tell anyone else.

It is said that among all the navigators who have guided ships, there is one who has enough psychic power to be called a great star talker...

I am fortunate enough to have the opportunity to glimpse the truth behind the Astronomican while using its light to guide the warp navigation.

They will see a cold sun, a dazzling sun that cannot give people any warmth.

This is actually not a lucky thing, because most of the Astropaths who see the truth about the Astronomican will die on the Golden Throne on the spot due to psychic runaway!

But if they are lucky enough to survive, their psychic powers and understanding of the Warp will be greatly deepened.

However, despite this, most of the surviving Astropaths still could not escape the fate of death at the hands of the Inquisition or the Assassins' Court.

Because they glimpsed the truth, a real truth that could not be told in the empire.

What they worship and rely on is essentially no different from their archenemy.

Often only a very small number of the lucky few can survive...but they often keep silent about what they have seen and realized.

But now, such a horrifying scene is directly presented to everyone in the physical universe.

Looking across the solar system, everyone, regardless of whether they possess psychic powers or not, sees that cold sun.

What kind of terrifying scene was this? Or, what kind of power did the Majesty they worship possess?

Ignorant mortals have never known nor been able to discern the power of the Emperor... but now their battlefield has reached the edge of the solar system - Uranus.

The two chasing lights were like comets streaking across the sky... and in an instant, they pierced through a human treasure left over from the old night.

A giant orbital city built above Uranus, which was used to mine precious minerals on Uranus. It also symbolizes a dark history of the Imperial Fist and the Empire.

And now, this treasure that had been left for tens of thousands of years was directly disintegrated by the aftermath of the battle between two powerful men!

Will countless lives be lost here again?

No, absolutely not.

The cold sun emitted a golden light, which easily covered the disintegrated orbital city. It was as if time had gone back, and it used its incredible spiritual power to piece the disintegrated city back together.

The emperor's divine power is so terrifying!

But even if it was only for a moment, the Emperor's distraction gave Angron his opportunity.

Already at a disadvantage, he seized the opportunity and punched the emperor on the head!

Nine hundred and seventy-nine thousand horses of strength, slave-breaking killing fist! !

Gathering all his strength, the roaring Angron punched the Emperor in the head! However, this punch only knocked the Emperor's head slightly crooked, causing a streak of golden blood to flow down his forehead.

The Emperor had no expression on his face and wielded his holy sword to easily repel Angron. Seeing this scene, Angron became extremely angry.

"Be serious as fuck!!"

Angron was so furious that he almost crushed the hilt of the black sword with his hand!

He could feel that the Emperor was giving in to him, or that the damn old immortal wasn't fighting him seriously at all!

Although Angron knew the difference in strength between him and him, he would rather be killed by this old immortal with a single blow than be let off by him like this!

It would be like if the Emperor stopped right now and calmly told him about his love for his offspring - damn, I'm going to vomit!

"Just a little longer."

The Emperor said calmly, looking like he was coaxing a tantrum child.

"Angron, you have been reborn. You should cherish this opportunity. The destiny of mankind is not only about mankind, but also about you and what you care about."

The Emperor would never apologize, because the Emperor is such a cold and heartless thing.

At least now, the spiritual side of the Emperor facing Angron is the most cruel.

"Bah! Do big things, all you bastards know how to do is do big things!"

Angron spat angrily, cursing as he raised his sword...

"It's your attitude that I hate the most! Is it great to work for a great power? Can you justifiably sacrifice a few people for a big goal?

Okay, that's true, but damn, you deserve it for a thing like this to be blown up by a few people and ruin your big plan!"

This is what Angron is now claiming - that is, there is no claim!

Fucking freedom is above everything, which means chaos absolutely exceeds order! He hates Chaos and the Emperor, and he will fight both sides.

Just like he said, if you give up the minority for the benefit of the majority, then you deserve to be defeated by the minority!

So you joined the rebellion to atone for your sins?

Yes! But Angron will only atone for those he feels sorry for!

As for the Emperor? He played with fire and got burned. He deserved to die!

"Ah..." The Emperor sighed, staring at Angron with his golden eyes, and said softly...

"Angron, how come you have become as bad-tempered as Perturabo?"

"Who are you scolding?!"

Angron immediately exploded and continued to rush forward to stand with the Emperor, while on the distant moon...

Chagatai Khan said to Leon who was helping Magnus confess.

"How powerful do you think Angron's last slap was?"

"I don't want to bet with you on such a boring thing." Leon said coldly, and then added strength to Magnus's wailing...

"I thought you would be very touched that your father has returned - it seems that you have really grown up."

Khan looked at Leon jokingly. Perhaps in the eyes of this top laner Chogoris, most of his brothers were complete daddy's boys.

The Lion did not speak, but perhaps what the Khan said was correct, they had indeed "grown up". But more importantly, including the Lion and Guilliman, they had fully understood that they could not rely on the Emperor as before.

In this dark and profound era, their future may only be their own...

Moreover, although Lion hated Angron immensely, he did not object to slapping the Emperor in the face.

The battle between Angron and the Emperor continued. They reached Saturn, and after a battle that lasted twelve seconds, the result was the destruction and explosion of Saturn!

The huge gaseous planet disintegrated in an instant, and the golden light was swept away. Until this moment, the Emperor stopped.

"Are you satisfied?"

The Emperor looked at Angron coldly. As promised, he received three slaps from Angron. That was the end of it...

There was no change in his expression. The cold Emperor stared at Angron indifferently, just like he had at all times in the past, as if he had changed his personality again...

But there is no doubt that the Emperor has reached his limit.

He didn't say anything, but his silent attitude was like that of an adult accepting a child's tantrum.

The silence seemed to be questioning Angron - have you had enough?

Angron said nothing, he just slowly crushed the black sword in his hand! To bear, to absorb, to absorb all the memories of the Primarch period stored in it into his soul.

His hands were shaking as he felt the pressure he had felt when facing the Emperor ten thousand years ago.

Pain, hatred, fear! Facing that god-like man, facing this man who treated him as a tool and deprived him of a glorious death!

He had been cowardly, he had been incompetent, he had failed to face the Emperor and take his only course -

He vented his anger on those who shouldn't have, destroyed war dogs, and slaughtered countless people.

But this time, this time, it's definitely different. It's definitely not fucking the same!

Death would mean the end, the end of all that Angron had cared for and rebuilt.

Sindra would fall back into her miserable state, and Ain and those soldiers in his regiment who were still willing to trust him would lose their way again.

Should Angron give up because of them and choose to submit like he did ten thousand years ago?

This was what the Emperor meant, and his silence conveyed the final teachings of the Lord of Mankind to Angron.

He has regained his self, so he should learn to compromise and sacrifice!

What's wrong with sacrificing your momentary pleasure for the sake of more?

What's wrong with giving up some temporary comfort for something you care about?

No, absolutely not... absolutely not fucking at all!!

Denying his past and the temptation of Khorne in his mind, Angron roared and charged at the Emperor without stopping! !

Even if I die, I will never stop, I will never stop!

Not for any justice, not for any greater good, just for myself, just fucking selfishly for myself!

A trace of disappointment flashed across the emperor's cold eyes, and he slowly stretched out his hand...

Stop

With a voice like a command, the Emperor used his psychic power. Just like ten thousand years ago, the powerful psychic power that seemed to make time stand still suppressed Angron and froze him.

Even without using the power of magnetic field, he is still the invincible master of mankind. His psychic power and this real world are truly like a god!

Angron screamed as his consciousness was invaded again. He fell to his knees, his stomach tightened and he vomited a large mouthful of blood! He raised his head and stared at the human figure in the dazzling light!

"Never!"

Angron grinned, and with a mouth full of blood and broken teeth, he stood up tremblingly, using all his strength to stand up!

Never compromise until the end of the world!

Step by step, Angron was enduring the severe pain and pressure that was pressing on every bone and flesh of his body with every step!

He walked in front of the emperor, step by step, to the front of this cold and ruthless sun!

He thought of his hatred, his pain, and the brothers and sisters who had lost him...

The ultimate power lies in Angron!

Let him free himself from the emperor's restraints!

But that's all