Chapter 730 174 I Beat Them All

Chapter 730 174. I’ll fight them all

You become fuller and stronger.

But you don't feel good at all.

So you can only swing your scythe again and again.

……………………

This is a hot-blooded combo!

Hades raised his eyes and looked into the distance. As a psychic Muggle, he didn't know what Neos had done to Mortarion and Sanguinius in the psychic realm.

But just a few breaths later, Mortarion and Sanguinius' psychic powers surged! Enhance! Jinba strengthens!

Correspondingly, the holy sun dimmed a little.

Hades could feel that his power was summoned midway, but because the Emperor's psychic energy in the center of the main battlefield was too dazzling, Hades could not analyze who summoned him, nor could he tell how much he had devoured. The psychic powers of the Emperor or the psychic powers of the Primarchs.

But it doesn't matter, Hades looked at the two original bodies that were getting taller, brighter or darker again, with thoughtful eyes.

………………

Very interesting battle.

The Lord of Mankind thought honestly, how long has it been since he had such a fierce fight with a physical entity? Was it a thousand years ago or ten thousand years ago? It seems that the last time I focused on physical games was in Comoros.

It's a pity that it has become the graveyard of Slaanesh——

The madness of Commorragh did seem new to Nyos in some ways.

But this time, it was no longer him who specifically suppressed his spiritual energy and fought with his body, but the two sides were competing at the same time. The gods who voluntarily fell from the sky were fighting with the demigods who had newly sprouted wings. At least there was no longer a gap in strength. Such a disparity.

However, it turned out to be the two of them.

Nios thought lightly,

At the same time, he fiercely faced the long scythe with his sword. The huge and sharp scythe blade trembled beside his long sword. The Lord of Mankind waved his wrist and said!

The sickle flew open with a sound, and bone debris flew around the blade.

As early as ten thousand years ago in the laboratory, he had never thought that it would be them. At that time, he was more optimistic about the wise man who shone with a lot of spiritual energy, or the Lord of Hearts——

He is the one closest to the human world.

The fire he had worked so hard to collect from the subspace was all superior, but it did not mean that each of them was strong enough to step onto the end of the eight-pointed star.

For example, the twins, whose power is too scattered, or the blacksmith, whose authority has been occupied by Nurgle.

But now the [Rebirth] that Nurgle has mastered has been peeled off. When the time is right, the blacksmith will get his authority - together with [Mercy].

Neos was thinking about his heirs, but his thoughts were not entirely on the battle in front of him, so he was caught in a loophole.

call!

Spear like a dragon! Blood and broken hair splashed in the air, and the tip of the spear suddenly broke open. Neos, who had just been cornered by Mortarion, suddenly disappeared, leaving only Sanguinius and his spear that had not been withdrawn.

The next moment, the Emperor, with some blood on his cheeks, was behind the two original bodies again. This time, the Emperor began to pay attention -

for he found that his apparent absence made his heirs angrier.

Sometimes anger is a good thing, sometimes it is not. It interferes with people's judgment, and now, for Mortarion and Sanguinius, anger has obviously begun to interfere with them.

The primarch who has just gained a lot of power and authority should not have drastic emotional changes. Neos does not want to cause any more sudden problems. If it is a single primarch, maybe he will explain the galactic truth to them——

But now he still has several primarchs who have not had time to disperse the authority, so Neos does not intend to comfort them with words anymore.

As the Primarchs grew older, they were far less innocent than when they first returned to the Empire, which also meant that Neos could no longer readily agree with their doubts and confusions.

Anyway, it was a battle between his descendants, so Neos decided to play some tricks. He should teach his descendants what entertainment was.

Neos stood on the dining table and snapped his fingers.

Suddenly golden light burst out from behind him! Several weapons shining with blazing sunlight were floating in the air, including swords, spears, hooks and halberds.

"Remember to hide."

Looking at the two original bodies who suddenly retreated back to their respective spiritual realms, the Lord of Humanity said this.

The next moment, a sonic boom sounded! ! !

Thousands of swords flying like cannonballs cut through the mist and blood, forming a vacuum passage between the rich spiritual energy fields.

Mortarion and Sanguinius had all retreated to their respective psychic realms. They were learning very quickly, and Neos could feel that they were moving through the warp.

His dark brown pupils suddenly flashed, prophecy! The Emperor stepped fourteen centimeters to the left, and then, an inch from his eyes, Mortarion's scythe swiped across.

The Lord of Mankind calmly used golden flames to dispel the curse mixed in the sickle wind.

"Not even close."

Neos commented, but Mortarion did not give him a chance to continue standing where he was. The God of Death forcibly twisted the scythe in an unimaginable posture - Mortarion's waist seemed to be broken. .

He had no choice but to fight back, and the long sword struck the bone sickle again, but the next moment, a spear came diagonally above the head of the Lord of Mankind with blood!

Is Mortarion responsible for attracting frontal attention and resisting damage, while Sanguinius is responsible for assassinating?

In front of Neos, the two primarchs tacitly chose the style of play that suited them best.

To be fair, in the face of Mortarion and Sanguinius who broke through again, perhaps no one can withstand this blow. This blow is enough to traumatize a Chaos——

Because this is not only a physical blow, but in the realm of the Vast Ocean, the spiritual energy of the Pale Lord and the Blood Lord has already firmly clamped down on the Kingdom of Golden Flame. The rolling sea of ​​fog and sea of ​​blood are different from each other. Domains swept in, encroaching on the domain of Eternal Sun.

And just now, Neos actively dispersed a lot of power towards the two original bodies.

Unlike Neos, the two originals were not joking with Neos. With this blow, they really wanted to hit Neos seriously.

Nios was relieved by this.

As a reward, he decided to give them some color.

Then, the sun rose again.

The dazzling golden light penetrated the dense clouds. The white ones and the bright red ones were all penetrated by the thorn-like threads of light. The light fell down again, with biting heat and coldness, dispelling the darkness, dispersing death and blood. , to dispel anything that people fear, fear, or panic——

He promised everyone that in the kingdom of light, people would have nothing to fear, fear, and panic.

Human beings are the primates of all things.

This is the eternal truth.

And he is the Lord of mankind.

Neos reached out his hand casually, wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, and still stood proudly at the highest point of the room with his clothes neatly trimmed——

That is, on the dining table.

[Old...immortal...]

Densely packed spider cracks snaked out from one side of the wall, and the cracks on the bone armor were more numerous than on the wall. Mortarion lowered his head feebly, and with each breath, white mist rose from the poisonous gas mask. rise.

【It’s really embarrassing. 】

Sanguinius said tremblingly. The archangel still subconsciously wanted to maintain his dignity. He was holding a chair with one hand, but he couldn't stand up no matter what. One side of his already messy wings seemed to be broken. Spread on the ground.

"You have no need to be angry or sad."

Neos spread his hands and explained sincerely,

"The blow just now was enough to severely damage a Chaos, but you have overlooked one thing. I no longer pay attention to the empire, so my perspective is closer to the ground and closer to myself."

"Are you really cruel to kill your child, Neos?"

As soon as Nios finished speaking, Malcador, who had been released from confinement with the help of Magnus, limped back into the room. He used his scepter as a crutch and jumped while staring at Nios. Jumping to Mortarion's side.

White mist emerged at the old man's feet. Malcador used Mortarion's spell, and the rolling smoke immediately covered half of Mortarion's body at an extremely fast speed.

On the other side, Magnus, who had made himself as small as possible, touched beside Sanguinius. The light of psychic energy lit up. Magnus nervously shook his head at the archangel who wanted to speak. shook his head.

"I'm so sad, Malcador."

Neos said with sadness on his face. He hung down by his clothes, and the blood on his hands disappeared with some faint golden flames. No one saw this, and of course no one would care if they saw it.

"I was only responding to their desire to fight—that's how you rebuked me."

He also wanted to add that Malcador had also dealt deadly blows to the primarchs, and that Malcador's training to beat Alpha was also to beat him to death.

But then the attack came again.

Coming from behind - it's a secret message.

The Lord of Mankind, who had just dealt with the Primarch, felt a little weak, but Orperson was obviously willing to sacrifice his life to accompany the gentleman this time.

The ancient man vomited blood while speaking inarticulate secret words. This time Orr chose the darkness that could best compete with Neos, and the vast cafeteria suddenly became dark.

As a result, something darker, crazier, and more suffocating has entered the scene.

The Lord of Mankind had a thought, and the next moment Orperson flew out violently. He was about to hit the wall hard, but was caught by a pair of generous hands.

【I hope I'm not late. 】

Angron said this, and carefully placed Orr on the ground as if he were placing a pocket toy. He gently patted Orr on the shoulder with controlled force, and then strode towards the Lord of Humanity.

The cessation of the secret words did not make the cafeteria bright again. Neos knew that it was the work of his two sons - he could detect the existence of one of them, huddled feverishly in the corner of the room,

But another one?

Neos was also unable to locate the exact location of the raven. Perhaps Corax was hiding in his brother's psychic realm?

If not, the Raven's level of stealth might have reached a new uninhabited realm.

This was the ability that Corax finally developed when Malcador went all out to hunt down Corax.

"You're a little late."

Neos said, motioning Angron to look at Sanguinius and Mortarion, who were severely injured by psychic energy in the room. Angron instead grinned. The gladiator's fangs were rough but sharp.

[I think this can be won, right? 】

? !

Huge psychic lightning suddenly struck behind him!

Neos turned back suddenly, and the fierce white light illuminated his face. His psychic powers had been searching for Corax with all his strength, and he completely ignored Magnus - he was guarding against Corax, he was guarding against Curze, he He was guarding against Malcador, Mortarion, Sanguinius... and even Orperson, but subconsciously ignored Magnus!

Because Neos expected that Magnus would not take the initiative to attack!

Magnus was the only Primarch who could injure the Lord of Mankind with pure psychic energy, except for Malcador and the two promoted Primarchs.

Neos instinctively wanted to teleport, but Malcador and Or blocked his way at the same time. The Lord of Mankind therefore tried to evade physically, but Angron behind him had already raised his axe and moved forward.

At the same time, a grinning face jumped out of the darkness on the ceiling - it was Conrad Curze!

The Emperor decisively chose the gap that was easiest to break through. He suddenly jumped up, and the golden flame instantly burned the wings of the bat.

The huge force overturned Curze, and the Lord of Mankind barely avoided Angron's axe, but Magnus's psychic lightning had already struck his trouser legs. After the thunder, Hengri once again shattered a piece of golden light.

The Lord of Mankind, suspended in the air, looked at Magnus with golden eyes.

Beside the collapsed Sanguinius, Magnus's red hair was raised, and the book in his hand was floating in the air. His expression was not firm, but rather a kind of fearful hesitation, but this did not mean that he did not use his full strength in the attack just now.

[I... I saw that it was my turn to cooperate. ]

Magnus said weakly.

Although the Red One said so, he was actually much more determined than he said, otherwise his thunderbolt just now would not be so decisive and quick.

After returning, Magnus may have made great progress and leaps in only one aspect.

That is the awareness of never letting things fail in his own hands.

Perhaps this was also mixed with some personal grudges, or a beating with the Emperor for what he had just said, or perhaps it was a regret that the Lord of Humanity gave him the greenskin relic and mistakenly believed that the Lord of Humanity killed the greenskin wizard, or perhaps...

It was simply to see how much damage his full-strength attack could cause to the Lord of Humanity.

These reasons may be a bit too unjust, but the primarchs present had only personal grudges against the Lord of Mankind, without any so-called righteousness, so Magnus was also made noble.

Neos took a deep breath.

"Well done."

He said, not knowing whether it was a mockery or a sincere compliment. In view of the Lord of Mankind's usual words, Magnus could not respond, so he could only continue to stare at the Lord of Mankind nervously.

During the years of recuperation on Terra, his soul had long been more complete because the Grey Knights captured Magnus fragments day and night.

On the other side, Corax silently pointed his finger at Conrad, who was burning and running around. The shadow moved like a huge wing of some corvidae, and darkness touched Conrad. Corax's face became even paler, but the next moment, the golden flame dissipated.

During the years of Conrad's supervision, Corax found that his brother was not as crazy and terrifying as he imagined. The two similar but completely different Primarchs even established a kind of tacit understanding in a strange way. They would even say goodnight to each other inexplicably like a lunatic.

Sometimes, Conrad would even realize Corax's deep desires, so after getting up one day, Corax would receive the skin of the sinners peeled off by Curze -

usually the kind of people who could not be sentenced to death legally, but Corax wanted them to die morally.

[The old immortal burned me on purpose. ]

Conrad said hoarsely, he could tell that the golden fire that Old Deng gave him was different from that given to Mortarion -

obviously, he had added a lot of pain reminders.

Corax glanced at Conrad, his eyes full of questions [Hmm...? ], but the Primarch did not say it out loud, just made a gesture of silence.

Then he nodded to the Lord of Mankind.

Now, except for our great Robert Guilliman who is always on the way, and Hades who did not receive an invitation, most of the Primarchs have arrived.

Mortarion and Sanguinius slowly stood up, and formed a three-sided siege with Angron against the Lord of Mankind.

Magnus, Malcador, and Or Persson had already prepared the second wave of long-range assistance.

On the other side, two pairs of black pupils hidden in the darkness were flashing with bloodthirsty light.

Neos took a deep breath.

"Come on."

He said lightly.

"I'll fight them all."