God Emperor’s Angel of Death

"Long live Horus!"

A traitor roared and tightened his waist, raised the chainsaw axe in his hand, and then crashed down. .

Kalistarius raised the sword in his hand to block, the interlaced tines of the chain saw axe and the holy blade of Vitalus engaged in a meaningless confrontation, arousing a burst of excitement Sparks and smoke.

The traitor of the son of Horus is still in Final Struggle. Calistarius poured more psionic energy into the blade of his weapon'Vitalus' and chained The saw axe stuck in place.

The traitor stepped back, roaring and dragging his weapon-this action was immediately caught by the think tank, he used his strength to rush forward, and his long sword swung out.

In an instant, a big head flies up.

Kalistarius loosened his grip on the chainsaw axe, stepped back and watched the traitor’s hot body fall to the ground.

ding ding ding~ ————

The electric bell rang, Calistarius followed his inner instinct and rushed towards the broken door he had seen before. .

next moment, he suddenly flashed into the command deck, and the whole person stopped because of this sudden change.

There is a huge hole over fifty meters deep in the hole on the deck, and the walls are full of pulsating sparks and light smoke of different colors.

Kalistarius shook out the wings of the phantom born behind him, and jumped into the pit.

He galloped out from the end of the tunnel, with Vitalus in his hand, ready to go, and launched a fierce attack against the heretical evil who had been waiting for a long time at the other end: Vitalus’ sword edge was carrying a powerful enemy Qianjun’s fury cut all the opponents in front of him into scrap iron and pieces of meat.

The crimson symbolizing the ninth Legion and the pale green symbolizing the sixteenth Legion are in sight. Fighting desperately in every inch of space, the bridge of the soul of vengeance seems to tear the curtain of time woven from reality.

The heroic warrior in red armor waved the chainsaw and explosive bombs in his hands, and rolled up a bloody hurricane of massacre among the traitors under Horus—they are angels of holy blood.

At the same time, he is also his noble heir.

San Giles, he heard those warriors call himself that.

Who is Calistarius?

But it's not important anymore.

"For the God Emperor!"

He roared and leapt over the chaotic battlefield under his feet, and the noble red golden armor shone with the sacred rays of light: no attack could hurt him. Nothing can be tainted by all filth—the despicable traitors have no way to escape before him.

"Kalistarius!"

The familiar voice from behind caused him to turn around: it was a familiar person, a familiar armor.

Dante is slaughtering among the traitors, squeezing hard in the direction of Calistarius-the lens in the eye socket of his helmet is flashing with a blue arc, and his voice is hoarse.

"Kalistarius!"

Who is Calistarius?

Who is Dante?

He staggered, slowly moving to the other side of the stage.

"I am..."

While he muttered to himself, he swung his sword and made a deadly slash.

The terrible truth shook his heart: for a moment, he realized that he was incarnate as San Giles.

"Am I lost?"

"no!"

He shouted loudly, his tone filled with rage, and began to brutally slaughter the crowd in front of him Traitors, cut their burly chests open with their swords, and the blood splattered through the ancient stage under their feet.

"This is impossible!"

The think tank irritably looked around for a certain existing silhouette. He twisted his head vigorously and cursed reality: how could he be like this It is meaningless to usher in his own ending in this dilapidated floating ruin! ?

Where is Horus?

Where is Horus!

The fury rose rapidly, everything in front of him disappeared, and the bridge of the flagship of Horus, the soul of vengeance, filled his vision.

This huge ship overwhelming the sky overturned the brilliant ten thousand zhang dynasty, leaving behind only the fragmented Imperium and the glorious memories of the past, the dark madness ignited in The depth of one's soul The anger that cannot be flattened: the subspace spiritual power in the chest is fierce and boiling, ruthlessly boiling every inch of the veins in the limbs.

After that, two terrible death lights shot out from his eyes, melted through the ship with unstoppable formidable power, and set fire to the sky in the battlefield.

The warrior in the fierce battle exploded with the walls of the ship, and was melted into orange-red iron slag by the crimson hot wind that was like a tsunami.

Burn Heaven and Earth and destroy everything--

This is the last choice left to him by the world!

The Galaxy Universe betrayed him!

He shouldn't have suffered such a fate!

The blood redness of the scorching psychic energy in the brain of the think tank turns to the critical whiteness, turning everything around into powder.

"Kalistarius!"

This familiar and unfamiliar name recalled his subtle mind, and he suddenly realized that whether it was a traitor or a holy blood angel , All collapsed in a pile of rubble braving a little green blue Ghost Fire.

Although most of them are trying hard to clear the ruins that cover their bodies, there are still a few angels and traitors who have no sound anymore: their limbs and torso are ripped apart by the force. , The internal organs were crushed and squeezed out by the smashed and twisted ceramic steel armor pieces, exuding the smell of burnt meat.

An existence wearing a golden streamer fell from the sky, San Guilleno, he knew its name.

"Don't give in! Don't get lost! You must not fall into the abyss! Think about the consequences!"

The think tank shook his head dullly, eyes full of gold stars.

But Black's furious counterattack also intensified, and the memory of a thousand years ago has once again eroded the reality in his eyes-the illusion of the soul of vengeance is the death knell that symbolizes the end of the heirs of the holy blood.

Suddenly, a trace of cold logic flowed into the clouded mind of the think tank, trying to penetrate the gloomy noise and mania of all directions.

He stretched out his hand to protect it in his palm, trying to figure out its true face-it was a hole, a void.

The think tank pulled the mind out of the fury and jumped into the big black hole.

At that moment, the determined faces of his fighting brothers drifted away, and his Soul Spirit finally surpassed the broken mortal body and broke into that piece of nothingness alone.

Just when everything was silent, an ancient and holy blood angel emerged from nothingness and approached the think tank: its incalculable power gave birth to the screams and wailing surrounding the ears, like mountains and oceans. The aura penetrated the naked soul of the think tank, dragging the roar out of the darkness.

"Are you willing to save yourself and bring you the end of consigned to eternal damnation?"

The angel spoke with thousands of echoes.

"Or are you willing to shoulder the curse and save the blood biological brother who is trapped in fire and water?"

The screams of all around are still arguing, but Calistarius has already decided Determined, and made a good sense-he will return again, and he will continue to be loyal.

The fury that enveloped Chapter will use his soul as a prison, and will never reappear in the world. He will spend the rest of his life fighting with it with all his strength, until the last drop of blood is drained.

He chose to embrace the darkness in his arms and leave the precious momentary light to the blood brother.

Although he can't prevent the coming of Chapter Doomsday, and can't save the brother who has fallen into a defect, he can give a head-on blow with fury and slow its progress.

He is willing to let Chapter have one more cell sealed with rage, one more fortress against the infestation of madness, and one more shield against the advancement of reality-this is what San Giles left for his younger generations. wealth.

Sacrifice does not mean giving up, but for real hope!

If you can buy a moment of precious time for Brother Chapter, why not become a demon?

Gradually, the warrior once named Calistarius was broken.

When he reappears, he already has a brand new name——