Falling!

Falling!

Falling!

A feeling of weightlessness appeared in the angel's consciousness.

Just when she was about to spread her wings, the feeling of weightlessness disappeared in an instant.

When she opened her eyes, the picture in front of her was being distorted into a blurry mosaic. With the steady heartbeat, everything she saw was becoming more detailed and realistic.

She has left the contemplative storeroom.

Instead there is a long corridor.

This corridor is very familiar. It is the same keel corridor that Horus once led him through on the Vengeful Spirit not long ago.

The floor under your feet, the glazed dome above your head, the huge pillars on both sides, and even the ever-changing light of stars and nebulae are all the same, and you can hardly notice any difference.

Sanguinius could smell the elegant incense in the air.

You can also feel the sizzling sound of electricity coming from the engine running in the floor beneath your feet.

When she was curious about all this, the voice of Horus came to her ears again.

"How about the dream weaved by the Thinker? This battle is a scene I have carefully set up. You lead the soldiers of the Ninth Legion to jump gangs, while I lead the soldiers of the Sixteenth Legion to guard the central control room. If you don't

If you like this kind of scene, we can also choose other maps, no problem."

Horus briefly introduced the rules, with a sense of exploration in his tone.

"Everything in front of me is exactly the same as what happened in real life. The technology of the golden age is really amazing."

Sanguinius said, "This scene is good, no need to bother anymore."

The voice from Horus' side was slightly silent.

Then there was a laugh, "I can feel your fiery fighting spirit. Our souls are all shaped for war. In this case, then get ready."

"Three!"

"Two!"

"One!"

"Boom!"

The moment the countdown ended, a violent explosion came from the depths of the battleship.

The blazing flames spurted out from the sealed cabin like a waterfall.

The gorgeous glass dome above the head shattered, and countless tiny glass fragments fell from the sky like raindrops. The cable as thick as a python was torn apart by a huge force, and the electric light flashed in the dim environment.

The smell of blood and gunpowder smoke came from the end of the corridor along with the hot black smoke, lingering in the nasal cavity, making the angel's blood flow speed up and his muscles tighten.

She heard footsteps.

Two rows of Luna Wolf veterans wearing moon-white armor sprang out from the cabins on both sides of the corridor.

Although it is only a product simulated using data, it is not much inferior to the real Astartes warriors.

They are stronger than most of the mutants Sanguinius encountered on Baal, and they are proficient in various tactics and cooperate with each other tacitly. They are equipped with the most sophisticated armor and weapons in the Empire.

Ta-ta-ta!

The Draco heavy bolter, laser cannon, and heavy firepower compound weapon that only veterans of the war are qualified to use fire simultaneously.

Destructive flames spurted out from the thick barrel.

Sanguinius's amber eyes narrowed slightly, and she had already noticed the footsteps of these veterans before they appeared.

Moreover, it is not only the reaction power of the original body itself, but also her prophecy ability. After unifying Baal, the connection between her and the two angels in the subspace seems to be closer.

This is not necessarily a good thing.

But it did bring some unexpected changes to Sanguinius.

For example, her ability to predict has been enhanced. It is no longer just some unpredictable random pictures, but can be extended to the future for a period of time using the current time and space as the anchor point.

This ability is a gift from the guardian angel.

Whoa!

The wide corridor failed to provide the angel with more cover, but the wings gave her extra mobility.

With just two light movements, like a dancer dancing in a violent storm, she was able to dodge all the dense firepower, leaving not even a trace of burning on the armor.

Sanguinius folded his wings and bent his knees to gather strength.

Just when she was about to charge.

Boom!

As the entire hall trembled violently, the Achilles-type assault craft painted crimson tore through the thick armor on both sides of the corridor and rushed into the battlefield.

Lines of veterans of the Ghost Legion joined the battlefield as fiercely as bloodthirsty beasts.

They first fired a volley to suppress fire.

Then they release a large amount of smoke to interfere with the opponent's sight and battlefield perception system, and then launch an attack to drag the battle into the rhythm they are best at - close combat!

The chain sword burst out with a monster-like howl, slicing through the armor's ceramic shell amid sparks.

The super-large power ax slashed violently amidst the butcher's ferocious laughter, splitting a Luna Wolf veteran who had no time to dodge in half from the shoulder to the waist on the other side. The armor was carefully polished from ceramic steel and plastic steel.

In the face of this cruel weapon, it is as fragile as a rotten tree and cannot provide any obvious defensive effect.

The battle is brutal and fast.

The Astartes warriors of the two legions decided the winner in a very short time.

The warriors of the Ghost Legion achieved an overwhelming victory, but they also paid a bloody price in dangerous close combat.

Some people completely fell into a pool of blood, and some people's limbs were mutilated. Although it was just a simulated scene, the angel who saw this scene couldn't help but sigh softly.

Such tactics are a bit too barbaric.

Moreover, there is still a long way to go.

"Charge with me!" She quickly focused her attention on the battlefield in front of her, raised the dyed red blade in her hand, and gave the order.

The warriors of the Ghost Legion roared and followed behind their Primarch.

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"Damn!"

In the martial arts training ground, Togaton's worried voice sounded, "If you let your father know about this, he will definitely twist your head off."

"Hmph." Abaddon, who had a bunch of braids on his head, said disapprovingly, "If every threat can bring me a throne coin, I should be able to almost bring half a ship of Vengeful Spirits by now.

The number was bought."

Four of the mourners.

At this time, he was sitting in the corner of the martial arts arena, looking attentively at the picture projected on Abaddon's gauntlet

What was playing on the screen was the battlefield between the two primarchs Horus and Sanguinius.

"The battle between the two original bodies! Although it is just a simulation, it is precious. We may not see it once in our lifetime. If you don't want to see it, you can leave now. I promise you in the name of the first company commander,

I will never give you away when the time comes."

"No!"

Togaton said cheerfully, "The punishment my father gave me will only make me suffer for a while. If I miss this battle, I will live in regret for the rest of my life."

"But, having said that, this Sanguinius, uh, Auntie - it's true that a person cannot be judged by appearance."

Toghadun is funny and a living treasure of the Sixteenth Legion.

Whether he is a new recruit who has just joined the legion or the top wolf god Horus, they all like him.

"She was two different people on the battlefield and in private. Underneath her graceful appearance, she was a cold and efficient warrior."

Little Horus Asymmond spoke. In the picture, Sanguinius swooped down from the sky. With just one strike of his sword, four veterans of the Luna Wolves fell into a pool of blood.

"This battle - it's simply! Unfair!"

The sound of gnashing teeth, containing anger and the smell of blood, came all of a sudden.

"Gan!"

Abaddon screamed strangely, suddenly realizing something was wrong.

He turned around and saw the bloody face of Garnett of the Ghost Army behind him.

Except for this notorious cruel butcher, soldiers from various legions were gathered together, with their heads touching their heads and their arms touching their arms, forming a large, dark mass. There was an unconcealable look in everyone's eyes.

Excited and excited.

"Abaddon——"
Chapter completed!