Chapter 726 174 Temporary Alliance Established

Chapter 726 174. Temporary alliance established

The time has come.

The moment that makes the stars and the sun tremble has arrived.

In your grand, magnificent, dusty palace——

I swear I'm going to punch you.

……………………

Mortarion felt the cloth squeezing his face shamelessly, and the primarch felt a powerful and unimaginable force forcefully pulling him behind him.

The Lord of Humanity was burning him with golden spiritual energy, and flames were rising all over his body, but the Pale Lord felt no pain. His eyes were filled with weak darkness.

【Praise to Hades! ——Hades! ! ! Come here quickly! ! ! Hades! ! ! 】

On the other side, Hades had already stood up, staring intently at the center of the fight. He saw Mortarion and Conrad burning together with the Lord of Mankind. Mortarion was tightly restraining the Emperor, and Conrad was burning and jumping up and down.

Angron seemed to be in charge of La Mortarion, but in fact he was striking the Lord of Men with the back of his axe.

The Primarchs were not yet united, and the current situation was not favorable to Mortarion.

Hades wanted to do it, but Malcador held on to the corner of his clothes with a meaningful expression in his eyes.

"You can cast your curse - but not directly, at least not yet. My friend, your reputation is bad enough within the Empire."

"But as compensation for you..."

Makado said slowly,

"I can help you with something else."

Malcador said, he stretched out his hand towards the direction of the melee. Hades saw the expression of the Lord of Humanity change, but Malcador still took action.

Just like rolling the dice, Hades tacitly released the black domain and intercepted the power of the Lord of Humanity.

The spiritual light of the unique Empire Demon Pattern flickered, and Hades saw the expression of the lying Sanguinius suddenly change slightly, and then the archangel slowly opened his eyes.

"...Are you going to play like this?"

Hades saw Sanguinius getting up weakly in disbelief, and then the Archangel saw Angron, who was elbowing the Emperor with an axe, and Mortari, who was hugging the Emperor and shouting to Hades. Ann, a screaming ball of burning fire is running through the air, oh, that's Conrad.

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Sanguinius' expression went blank for a full second, and next to him was Guilliman, who looked horrified and didn't know how to end the farce.

"I think the archangel would be happy to catch up with his father."

There was a faint smile on Malcador's face,

"Sanguinius will thank me. If the archangel misses today, he probably won't get the next chance to beat Neos in an honest way."

"And I didn't just call him one."

Malcador winked and curled his lips like an naughty old boy.

"Magnus is also on the way here. I threatened him with his raising of green skins, and deceived him that there was a sparring match here. Since he was not the mastermind, the Lord of Mankind would not punish him afterwards."

"..."

Hades wanted to ask Malcador how he learned about it, but there was another question.

"Then the Lord of Mankind knows——"

"He knows."

Malcador said with a smile.

Hades was silent.

He realized that Malcador had planned this for a long time, and he took a moment to mourn Magnus.

Then he sent out a radio wave to call for reinforcements - he was the main creator of Nirvana, and of course he had the highest authority.

After a moment, Hades concentrated his attention and used the black domain to suffocate the monstrous golden flames. The emperor's power competed with him twice, and then they selected a limit recognized by both parties.

The Lord of Mankind probably also wants to fight with his children.

A ridiculous idea suddenly came to Hades's mind. Not only did the originals want to beat the Emperor, but the Emperor might also want to beat the originals.

【……】

Sanguinius' lips trembled while he was sitting. He wanted to say something, but was forced to swallow his words by such a ridiculous scene.

But he didn't dislike the scene before him.

Suddenly, the light beside the archangel became brighter - it turned out that the burning Conrad arrived beside him, dodging Guilliman's blow, and Conrad held Sanguinius's hand affectionately. .

The flames spread along Conrad, and the archangel's feathers began to blaze.

[Welcome back, Sanguinius. 】

Konrad Curze said in a melodious aria. He pushed away his wild hair and looked at Sanguinius dimly with his black eyes in the background of Mortarion and Angron holding the Emperor and wrestling on the ground. ’s bloody eyes.

Angron finally stopped pretending.

[Do you understand now what I saw back then, my blood relative? 】

Conrad said in a low voice, seeming to have regained half of his clarity.

Black eyes and bloody eyes looked at each other, with countless emotions rolling between them. Tens of thousands of years have passed by in a hurry. Can you still remember those words in the prison?

One of you and I was once a slave, the other was a king, but we finally came together at this moment. At this moment, have you ever regretted your choice?

Sanguinius trembled violently, and Guilliman was dragged into the battlefield by several people struggling on the ground, and did not come to stop Conrad——

Well, it was Angron who tripped Guilliman down with his left hind leg. Now the Imperial Regent is roaring and trying to stand up, but the others will not let him succeed. Hades even The Emperor's dark hand was seen in the chaos.

【I……】

Sanguinius said, too many complex lights flashed across his eyes,

【I never regret...but only pain. 】

[Pain is inevitable and the price of survival - but you can choose to make others suffer or to suffer yourself. 】

Conrad hissed, like a snake inducing evil,

[Now...don't you want to do something? 】

He stepped aside, allowing Sanguinius to see the chaotic scene on the field. With just one glance, the archangel knew that the Lord of Mankind was not using all his strength, and that the Emperor might have a malicious intention.

【I join. 】

Sanguinius said simply that he didn't want to think about the future or the past. He slowly walked out of the treatment chamber. Now, at this moment, he only represents Sanguinius's personal wishes and has nothing to do with the empire or humanity. It has nothing to do with his heirs and close friends.

If this was a dream, then he was willing to keep doing it.

At least this wasn't about killing his best friend, being crowned king, and falling into a sea of ​​blood - it was about hunting down the real culprit with his brothers.

[This will not make him suffer. 】

Sanguinius said grimly, he had lost too much of his power.

But he would have other allies, and in this absurd and unrealistic dream, he believed they were not the only ones here.

The archangel walked over quickly, he bent down, and pulled out the confused Robert Guilliman with one hand from the fast-moving chaos. Before Guilliman could express his gratitude to the archangel, he saw Saint Guilliman. Si kicked Angron away again.

【Hey! My friend? ! 】

Angron's questioning voice came from the smoke and dust on the other side of the hall, and Guilliman guessed that he must have hit a pillar before stopping.

But Sanguinius made no apology for this, he only had eyes for that one person.

On top of a flaming golden unknown object (Mortarion), the angry archangel picked up the collar of the mortal-sized Lord of Humanity. He picked him up and let Neos look at him face to face. .

Sanguinius took a deep breath.

[I originally wanted to question you - question you a lot, but now there is only nothingness in my heart. 】

The Lord of Mankind's expression was indifferent, or he had no expression at all. He just looked at Sanguinius, as if he was looking at... something.

"You are my child and it is not your fault that I cannot do the best for you, my child."

The Emperor said that Sanguinius seemed to be broken into pieces when he heard this, but the next moment - Sanguinius' fist smashed directly into the face of the Lord of Mankind!

call!

The fist wind passed through the emperor's previous position. There was nothing in Sanguinius's hand. The Lord of Mankind hid. The archangel slowly released his hand angrily. At his feet, the golden flames on Mortarion also It fades away, and the god of death rises——

The archangel gave him a hand, and Mortarion just glanced at the birdman, but chose to let the birdman help.

[I think you and I both know who our common enemy is. 】

Mortarion's hoarse voice sounded. The Lord of Mankind did not use all his strength, in exchange for Hades' inaction, but the God of Death had been angry for too long, and he was looking forward to the moment when he would really hit the Emperor.

Sanguinius's face returned to calm, and the angel who returned to the mortal world lowered his eyelashes.

Then he extended a hand toward Mortarion.

Without any words, Mortarion took Sanguinius's hand without hesitation, and they clasped their hands tightly, filled with hatred and anger towards someone.

It was a revolutionary bromance of sorts—even though they didn't work together for long.

[Guilliman, Angron, if you still believe in me... please help me this time. This is my only request to you. 】

Sanguinius said slowly, Angron walked over with a smile, and put his hands on the clenched hands familiarly. Mortarion wanted to pull his hands away in discomfort, but after a moment of hesitation, he silently Accepted.

He didn't want to miss today.

Guilliman looked at them from behind. The original wanted to leave just now. This scene made him feel a little suffocated.

But at this moment, looking at the harmonious scene in front of him, Guilliman felt some inexplicable inspiration. This came from human instinct, or perhaps the blood between them was calling him.

So he walked forward silently, forced a smile, and

[I hope I won’t have any extra trouble to deal with when I go back. 】

Having said that, Guilliman also took a hand. Unlike others, he had the consciousness to accept punishment.

Mortarion sneered, and he felt that some kind of power was coming, coming from Hades.

【Conrad! 】

The God of Death shouted casually, and then screamed. Conrad came over with a smile and rubbed his bloody hand on it.

[Today’s strategic goal is to severely damage the Lord of Humanity. 】

Mortarion said seriously, this is a bit embarrassing, but it's for the best.

At the same time, he felt some kind of disgusting blackness clinging to their hands - a highly pure, almost complete black domain coming up.

【Hey! etc! And us! ! ! 】

A burst of exclamation came, and an anxious red-skinned giant ran out from the door. Magnus's red hair was flying, and his red hair hit Corax's face behind him. Corax could hardly see the road. .

Magnus pulled Corax and hurried this way.

Hades, who was watching the battle from a high position, knew that Magnus might not have a good intention in dragging Corax, but just to share the blame with one more person to ease his worries.

[Wait what is this? ! 】

Just as he was approaching the crowd, Magnus shouted and braked the car urgently. He stared at the darkness and swore that he would never touch it in his life.

[I decided to use my psychic power to assist you - I won't come. ]

Corax couldn't run away now. Magnus let go of Raven's hand with confidence. He stepped back a few steps and stayed away from the black domain.

And Corax silently chose the seat next to Guilliman after an awkward silence and gently put his hand on him.

So Mortarion continued.

[The Lord of Mankind did not leave - Hades trapped him in the underground palace. It's time, it's time for him to pay the price... No matter what conflicts we had before, now I, Mortarion, swear in the name of the Pale Lord and beg you to fight with me. ]

[This is my own choice. ]

Sanguinius said hoarsely, and the others had different expressions, but no objection.

...

"It's true that the harmony of the Primarchs depends on the Emperor."

Hades couldn't help but sigh. At this moment, in the face of dissatisfaction, anger and hatred towards the Lord of Mankind, all the Primarchs present put aside their prejudices, dissatisfaction and secular views towards each other.

Even the most loyal and reliable Guilliman would definitely have the idea of ​​beating Neos on an afternoon when he was tricked by the Lord of Mankind.

Hades has locked up an area of ​​the palace, and he feels that the soul of the Lord of Mankind is moving in it--

Neos did not leave, and he might also be curious about what his descendants can do.

Malcador beside Hades sneered, and then, with trembling pupils, Hades saw that Malcador and Or Persson also stood up.

Malcador twisted his neck, making a crackling sound.

"Wait, are you going to--"

"Beat Neos."

Malcador grinned, and Or behind him finally showed a malicious smile. The Lord of Mankind has not yet mentioned how to compensate Or Persson for the house destroyed by his psychic power.

"Then why am I--"

"You can't do it now."

Malcador used his scepter as a stick and pointed it at Hades.

"Let us do it first."

He said word by word, and then he climbed out of the window in front of the shocked Hades, and Or also jumped down neatly. Hades opened his mouth and watched Malcador and Or walk to the pile of Primarchs.

Malcador and Or had not approached yet. They just appeared, and the Primarchs who were still in brotherhood just now dispersed immediately, as if they were ashamed to let people see what happened just now.

Motarion saluted Malcador and Or Persson slowly with a complicated expression.

Then Mortarion said almost with gritted teeth, he was obviously disgusted by his actions just now, but he had to do it for a higher goal.

[I think our goals are the same - I don't want to have disputes here. ]

The Pale Lord used one hand to stop Robert who wanted to move forward from behind. Robert stared at Malcador, as if the beheading at that time did not eliminate his anger.

"That's natural."

Malcador avoided Guilliman's gaze, and the old man sneered,

"But now we should act - I don't think you want to understand Neos's trap skills."

Then Malcador slammed his staff, and the next moment! The primarchs who had just gathered in the hall disappeared.

It was psychic teleportation! They were all teleported to different corners of the palace.

Hades frowned and thought that Malcador must have consumed his blood and energy this time, because he was teleported against Hades' power.

Taking a deep breath, Hades picked up the tea and decided to see what would happen next - it seemed that Neos would suffer today.

But the door behind him suddenly creaked.

Hades turned around and saw a "mechanical sage" sneaking in with a rat-like face.

"I'm just here to record the scene, don't pay attention to me."

Trazyn said, and then naturally jumped onto the chair next to Hades and sat down.

Now everyone was full of determination, only Hades was left with a question mark on his face.

...

In the corner of the palace, thinking of his descendants being so united, just as he set the goal back then, Neos couldn't help but smile with relief.