Chapter 1238 You Will Never Walk Alone

The castle door opened wide, and Ryan and Angron walked towards the Sharon Forest one after the other.

Angron took one step at a time, and the Primarch of the World Eaters only had silence on his face at this moment. Angron turned his head and looked at Ryan, then at himself. The old farmer raised his fist, looked at his fist, He seemed to be thinking about something, and then put it down: "Let's go to Lily Island."

"What are you thinking, brother?" Ryan asked with a smile, he strode to keep up with Angron's pace, and the Gray Knight Primarch slowly entered the state: "Do you want to practice against me first? "

"Not interested." Angron shook his head: "I just have something that I want to tell you at the last moment."

"The last moment?" Ryan frowned.

Angron didn't answer, and the footsteps of the Primarch of the World Eaters gradually became faster: "Let's compare, Ryan, who will arrive at Lily Island faster, how about?"

"good!"

As soon as the words fell, a crimson phantom and a silver phantom blasted out like cannonballs, and disappeared in the depths of Sharon Forest.

In the distance, a large group of flying birds rose from the forest, and the thick white snow deposited on the treetops seemed to have finally unloaded its burden and fell to the ground.

Sharon Forest is very quiet.

Half an hour later, Ryan and Angron arrived at the lakeside of Lily Island.

There is a vast expanse of whiteness between the sky and the earth, snowflakes are constantly falling from the sky, the surrounding forests and mountains are shrouded in clouds and mist, and the lake surface has been frozen, just like a mirror. Blowing through the forest, the ground is covered with a layer of silver frost.

Ryan and Angron stood in front of Lily Island, and the whole world seemed to have entered a silent realm. It seemed that no one wanted to break the tranquility. Angron put his pair of beloved artifacts on the ground, and then He inserted the black sword into the ground again, and King Chop sat down. He patted the seat beside him and motioned for Ryan to sit too: "You cheated, brother."

"You didn't stipulate a method." Ryan was not at all embarrassed. Of course, the Primarch of the Gray Knight was not as fast as Angron, but he could teleport, so he arrived first.

Looking at the fancy clothes on his body, Ryan thought for a while whether he would be scolded by Surya if he got this clothes dirty, then he laughed at himself and sat down directly like this: "Brother? What do you want to say?" , tell me."

"Let's have a sip of Snow Goose Vodka first!" Angron took out two bottles from his arms: "Cheers,

Davarish! "

"Cheers!" Ryan took the glass bottle with deep feelings, and he took a sip. A scalding hot stream penetrated from the mouth all the way into the esophagus, and the burning feeling went all the way down until the tail was tumbling and burning, just like the stimulation of burning oil. The senses and viscera, and then the endless comfort stretched out to the surroundings, and Ryan let out a contented "ow": "It's so cool."

"I like hunting in Sharon Forest in winter, and then I just sit next to Lily Flower Island, grill skewers, serve with vodka, and enjoy the snowy scenery. Lily Flower Island is beautiful, and almost no one disturbs you here." Angron bared his teeth, His eyes were a little blurred: "It's so beautiful, the former Nukelia, the only memories left of my home planet are red rocks, blood, the ancient and bloody arena, and those cruel experiments. I used to want peace but couldn't. The Butcher's Nail made me only able to gain a moment of peace through killing and destruction, but soon I would be tortured by continuous anger and the desire to kill. The more I pursue peace, the more There is no peace."

"Damn Eldar, damn Nukelia nobles, and father's inappropriate handling." Ryan could understand Angron's pain.

After Angron became a gladiator, he lived an extremely painful life. In the darkest and craziest time, he used his special ability to absorb the pain of all the gladiators, and he carried everything by himself.

When Angron led his brothers and sisters to revolt, they hid in the mountains, there was no food, and everyone went crazy with hunger. The gladiators even ate stones. At this time, it was Angron who stood up and cut open With his own wrist, he used his own blood to make his brothers and sisters drink and relieve them from hunger. He once swore that he and his brothers and sisters would be together in life and death.

However, at the last moment, the Emperor forcibly teleported Angron away, leaving the helpless gladiators to face twenty times their number and well-armed nobles the next morning. army.

After the Horus Rebellion, Angron returned to his home planet. Among the valleys, there were only bone-covered and weedy ancient battlefield relics. Everyone died, and only Angron survived.

Angron the Oathbreaker, Angron the Traitor!

Ryan knew that the emperor was also a helpless act at the time. First, Angron explicitly rejected the emperor's assistance, and at that time the nobles of Nukelia had surrendered to the emperor. If the emperor attacked the nobles of Nukelia, To some extent, it violates the emperor's rules of doing things - you must know that even after 11k years, there are still a large group of descendants of the old warlords who surrendered to the emperor and saved their families and some of their territories on the streets all day long As for drag racing, as long as these people don't do anything out of line, even the Supreme Lord Council and the Emperor's Guards can't do anything to them.

Angron directly drank a bottle of Snow Goose Vodka, and then he took out the second bottle. Seeing Ryan looking at him with some sympathy in his eyes, he couldn't help but burst out laughing: "Hahahaha! I know my business, I can't do it to you Have pity on me, I don't need it!"

"Then what do you need, brother?" Lion didn't drink so hard, the Primarch said casually, he was waiting for Angron to speak.

"We need to be mentally prepared." Angron was silent for two minutes, and the Primarch of the World Eaters said quietly: "Lion, my brother, do you know how strong the Seed of Destruction is?"

"I'll wait for you to tell me." Ryan looked embarrassed: "You don't understand, who else understands?"

"When I was the devil prince for Khorne, even though I lacked reason in most cases, I knew very well that I was no match for the Seed of Destruction." Angron said slowly: "Even if I am at my peak When, it’s not at all.”

"Indeed, otherwise we wouldn't have made such fine preparations to meet this powerful enemy." Ryan nodded, there is no doubt about this.

"No, you still don't understand, Ryan." Angron raised his fist, and the Primarch of the World Eaters showed his fist to Ryan: "Do you know how strong I was when I was at the peak of the primarch?"

"... sacrificed more than a hundred gray knights and finally exiled you?" Ryan joked: "Armageddon?"

"That's because I was summoned to the main material universe, and I'm not the perfect me." Angron shook his head: "How should I put it, Ryan, I'll just say that, ascending the devil is half strong, and washing white is weak three points, you can understand Is it? No matter how disgusting the four gods of chaos are, the Primarch after ascending the devil is much stronger than the primarch after ascending the devil, and Chaos will make up for your shortcomings and strengthen your strengths in a targeted manner."

"Well, I understand." Ryan nodded.

"Even when I was at the peak of the Primarch, I was no match for the Seed of Destruction." Angron went on to say, "And now, Ryan, I'm back, and I'm grateful to you, but I do In fact, I have become weaker, without the Butcher's Nail, without the power bestowed by Khorne, now I am much weaker than the previous Demon Primarch."

"So, for this battle, I hardly have any confidence." Angron cast his eyes on the distant sky, and the king smiled: "Anyway, I have to thank you, Ryan, my brother, these dozens In the past few years, I am very happy. I have got everything I want, a peaceful farm life, the family relationship I dreamed of, and my lovely little nephew and niece. I am really satisfied. Someone once said, don’t To enjoy the good things all at once, maybe I am too extravagant."

"Brother..." Ryan faintly felt that something was wrong. He was about to say something, but Angron waved his hand, and the king's face gradually turned grim: "If we really can't defeat the Seed of Destruction, then the remaining There is a way, I hold him back."

"I hold him back, you use that black hole to destroy me and him together." Angron stood up, the King of Killing had never been so determined, he yelled at Ryan: "Can it be done?!"

"Brother!"

"I asked you if you could do it?!"

"Heh~hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!" Ryan burst out laughing, and the Gray Knight Primarch patted the position beside him, splashing a snowflake: "Sit down, brother, listen to me first, okay?"

"...What do you want to say?" Angron looked at Ryan for a while, then sat down again, and he sighed: "I'll listen, I'll just listen."

"I'm going to tell my brother a story, a story about 'flying man' Michael Jordan." Ryan signaled Angron to do well, and he gently told Angron the story of the basketball god Michael Jordan in his previous life listen.

Angron was quickly fascinated by the story of Jordan, the greatest basketball player whose epic basketball career made Angron extremely yearning.

"In theory, Jordan's first three consecutive championships and the last three consecutive championships are actually almost the same in terms of honor, statistics, and personal performance. To some extent, his first three consecutive championships are more valuable than the last three consecutive championships. Higher, but why does everyone think that his last three consecutive championships are even greater? Does his last three consecutive championships prove his supreme status?" Ryan laughed.

"..." Angron was silent, but fascinated.

"When Jordan came back for the first time in 1995, his personal ability was still very strong, but he was no longer unsolvable." Ryan said seriously: "His invincible breakthrough is gone, and he can no longer take a random step. Extraordinary, he lost his incomprehensible super explosive power, and his speed also dropped. Although he was still fast, he was no longer unique. In the 1996 finals, he encountered trouble, averaging 27 points per game, It's a notch down from the 41 points per game he averaged in '93."

"Wait until 1997 and 1998, let alone speed and explosive power, Jordan's jumping and strength, flexibility and ability to move in the air have also declined, as well as physical strength and energy. This invincible basketball god is facing a comprehensive challenge. Recession, at the same time, from 1996 to 1998, his teammates have become more and more stretched, the big bug has completely scummed, and the second master Pippen has degenerated from the previous superstar to an All-Star or even an ordinary starting player."

"The second master also had a very unpleasant quarrel with the team because of the very low salary. At the same time, too many honors have made him lose his attention on the court. He can still play seriously on the court. The friendship between them has improved, and so have the teammates in the team. They are either thinking about the next super big contract, or they are already slacking off and want to mess around, and there are veterans who are weak and aging, while their opponents are in the midst of a crisis. The hungriest and hungriest state, the defeat of the previous year gave them unparalleled motivation, and they vowed to revenge."

"Then what should we do?" Angron was also shocked by this predicament.

Even if I decline, even if I am no longer invincible, even if I am exhausted, I am still the king! The proudest and most invincible king!

"The ability has declined, the speed has decreased, and the body has gradually declined. This is something that mortals cannot change, but we must learn to adapt to them and learn to use them." Ryan said with a smile: "Although the last two years His performance has declined sharply, but his technology and skills are at the peak, his fake moves are more accurate, and his dribbling is smoother. He is very aware of his weaknesses, so he has polished his skills and experience to form a new self and developed a new self. He has a back-up fadeaway jumper, his incomparable experience allows him to deal with any situation, and his versatility allows him to defeat any opponent."

"And more importantly, he still has a competitive heart. He is never satisfied, never slackens, and always desires more." Ryan compared a "six" gesture: "When the camp is full of injuries, when everyone They are all tired and slack. In the situation where the morale of the army is not stable, it is he who dragged his declining body and exhausted spirit and stood up with a strong will. This is how the "last dance" ended. The game marked a successful end to his incomparably brilliant career."

Angron was deep in thought, and the king felt a rush of blood being ignited from his chest.

"Brother, I know that your current state is indeed not as strong as when you became a demon, but you are still you, your skills and experience of ten thousand years will not disappear, and more importantly, you have found the target of the battle , Whether it's for me, for Suria, for everyone in Red Fish Village, or for Devonhill, you have goals, and more importantly..." Ryan continued: "You have freedom."

"Freedom." Angron repeated: "Freedom?"

"Choose to stay, choose to be an old farmer, choose to help me lead Devonhill, choose to come back, choose to face the Seed of Destruction, these are all decisions you make yourself." Ryan spread his hands, he smiled: "Compared to you in the era of the Great Crusade and the Era of Raising Demons, you have nothing. You don't have your group of bloodthirsty pro-guards, you don't have your hundreds of thousands of World Eaters fighters, you don't have those demon lackeys and cards Well, you crazy son, you only have your little farm, but you have your freedom."

"You are not fighting alone, brother, you have me, Suria and Devonhill, you have Fulgrim far away in Lustria, you have Russ who doesn't know where to go, you have Guilliman Senge Les Johnson, there are also those mortals who fought side by side, brother, you are not alone, try to believe them, rely on them, try to prove yourself, prove to everyone that you are still the fearsome Ange Lang, prove your glory and strength!"

Angron closed his eyes, and he could feel that the knot in his chest had melted away.

Yes, I am free, I am me, I am Angron, I am not anyone's slave, I am not someone's lackey, I am me, even if my strength is not as good as before, the Seed of Destruction will never try to defeat me!

Angorng stood up, he laughed, slamming his chest hard, and the long howl. Winter Shisen swayed in the voices of the primary: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

"Thank you, brother." Angron felt comfortable, and the king of chopping stretched out his hand to pull Ryan from the ground, and suddenly asked: "What about you? Brother? Are you embarrassed to say me? Didn't you also be arranged by your father from the beginning to the end?" It's clear, if you say that about me, don't you have any goals? What are you fighting for?"

Ryan was taken aback for a moment, the Primarch of the Gray Knight was suddenly shaken by Angron's words, and he recalled Malcador's last words.

"Go and find out, my child!"

A vision appeared before his eyes.

Darkness falls, wolves surround, hope is dead.

In the territory of the empire that was torn apart and blood flowed like rivers, Malcador was ordered by the emperor to lead the twelve chosen people through layers of blockades and lines of fire, and came to the throne before the emperor, to honor the emperor's order and honor our family , to guard everything.

Ryan's psychic energy was mixed with gold and silver, and fluctuated violently. The light of the demigod tore the gap between reality and subspace, and the Primarch felt that some new power and knowledge were pouring into his brain.

"Use your will and psychic power to tear apart the film of subspace and reality, and reflect your own mind-like world in the real world." Malcador's legacy of wisdom whispered in Ryan's ear: "Let your will overwhelm subspace." The storm of space, let your power subdue the world, and at that moment, a new landscape will appear in front of your eyes."

Brand new scenery?

Ryan narrowed his eyes, and the Primarch of the Gray Knight felt a new perception. He had already touched the "inside" world.

"We'll all survive, we'll all!"

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