Warhammer 40k: Collector of Terra

Chapter 194 Prince of Joy

"Since you are the enemy of the Black Legion, you should be prepared to die! Now, Sanguinius... it is time to pay with your life for your blasphemy thousands of years ago!"

The furious roar of Chaos Warmaster Abaddon echoed across the desolate land.

Following Abaddon's will, the Phoenix Sword held tightly in the hands of the Chaos Warmaster bloomed with extremely blasphemous purple flames.

This artifact, which plays an important role in the mythology of the Eldar, is still corrupted by the power of the Prince of Joy into a blasphemous object filled with corruption.

Over the past century, Chaos Warmaster Abaddon has used this weapon to kill tens of thousands of enemies! In the end, the souls of these enemies could not escape the fate of being bewitched by the power of the Prince of Joy.

In the blazing purple flames, countless painful souls are wailing miserably!

These pitiable souls are suffering from the burning of fire and severe pain all the time...the will of these souls has long been twisted into some disgusting appearance.

Accompanied by shrill laughter, these pitiful souls sealed in the Phoenix Sword cast malicious glances at the pure Sanguinius.

These miserable souls can't wait to taste the pure blood of Sanguinius! ! !

As one of the top three primarchs in terms of combat power, Archangel Sanguinius keenly sensed a fatal crisis from the long sword burning with purple flames.

The Spear of Completion, held tightly in the palm of the archangel's hand, bloomed with warm golden light. Sanguinius tried to interrupt the Chaos Warmaster's counterattack...but unfortunately, from the moment the Phoenix Sword was unsheathed, , Archangel Sanguinius has been locked by this blasphemous weapon.

Over the past ten thousand years, Archangel Sanguinius has embraced his Warp nature in the cold and mad High Heavens!

The essence of Sanguinius' existence is the worship of a certain god by humans above Ancient Terra.

And this subspace essence condensed through faith is also one of the origins of the wings and golden light behind the archangel!

If the existence of Archangel Sanguinius represents the warm and glorious golden sun, then the power of Slaanesh burning on the Phoenix Sword... represents the power of corruption that is extremely corrosive and seductive! !

The power of Sanguinius can restrain Slaanesh, and the same... the blasphemous power from the Prince of Joy can also overwhelm the pure Archangel.

Sanguinius thrust forward the Spear of Completion in his hand, trying to hide the lock of the Phoenix Sword through the covering of golden light! But unfortunately, this approach is ultimately in vain.

The Phoenix Sword exuding a blasphemous aura was like a purple meteor, carrying extremely terrifying kinetic energy and stabbing Archangel Sanguinius fiercely.

The only thing Sanguinius could do now was to raise the Spear of Completion in his hand.

The golden short spear blooming with warm brilliance was placed across the archangel's chest, trying to block the malice from the Chaos Warmaster and the Prince of Joy...

Everything happens in the blink of an eye! ! !

Under the gazes of the Chaos Warmaster and the Plague Prince, the Phoenix Sword burning with purple flames collided fiercely with the Complete Spear in the hands of the Archangel.

The collision between the two legendary weapons sparked a dazzling spark, and Cartier's vicissitudes of desolate land echoed with the scalp-numbing sound of metal collision.

Although the Spear of Completion is a well-deserved holy weapon among the Blood Angels Legion, compared with the Phoenix Sword once used by Phoenix King Asuyan... the gap is still huge! !

Amidst the harsh sneers of the Chaos Warmaster and the Plague Prince, an imperceptible crack appeared on the Spear of Completion in Sanguinius' hand!

Immediately afterwards, the cracks continued to expand at a speed visible to the naked eye during the impact! !

After a brief moment, the spear that had accompanied the archangel throughout the entire Great Crusade and the Horus Heresy... was completely transformed into countless mottled fragments shining with golden light.

Metal fragments blooming with warm brilliance fell feebly from the sky. Looking up from the ground... it looked like a grand golden meteor shower.

At the same time, Archangel Sanguinius himself was also pierced through the body by the flaming Phoenix Sword.

Golden blood surging with pure aura slowly gushes out along the ferocious wound. At the same time... the power of Slaanesh hidden in the Phoenix Sword is eroding Sanguinius' pure body through this huge wound. .

Almost instantly, the power of chaos shining with purple light spread through the wound... to every corner of Archangel Sanguinius' body.

Although Archangel Sanguinius can rely on his tenacious will to resist the erosion of Chaos on the soul, but physically... he is powerless.

The filthy and blasphemous power of chaos polluted the sun-like golden light in Sanguinius's body. Even the pair of white wings behind the archangel were stained with an imperceptible deep purple at this moment.

Sanguinius flapped his wings feebly, barely keeping his body in the air.

Although Chaos Warmaster Abaddon, who was standing opposite the Archangel, was also severely wounded, compared to Sanguinius, who had lost most of his resistance power, the current situation Abaddon faced at the moment was undoubtedly much better.

"Admit your failure, arrogant Sanguinius!" Abaddon's lips showed a mighty smile, "Ten thousand years ago, you indirectly killed Horus, the great father of genes!"

"But I made a deal with the Prince of Pleasure, and for Slaanesh's sake... I can give you one last chance!"

Abaddon slowly raised the Phoenix Sword in his hand. Under Sanguinius' gaze... the purple flames flashing with the aura of chaos gradually condensed into a blasphemous purple body.

The moment this body completely descended into the physical universe, the archangel, who was struggling to resist the invasion of chaos, spat out a mouthful of golden blood mixed with deep purple, as if he had been severely injured.

Chaos Warmaster Abaddon and the nearest Plague Prince Mortarion saluted the vague shadow to show sufficient respect and awe.

It is not difficult to see from the power of chaos spreading over the earth that the existence connected behind this vague purple shadow... is none other than Slaanesh, the Prince of Joy, one of the gods of chaos!

"Archangel Sanguinius, you are such a pure and warm existence!" A certain unpleasant sticky sound came from the mouth of the purple shadow, "Embrace the great joy! You will become my favorite The Demon Prince."

"I promise you, you will experience eternal and ultimate joy and enjoyment with countless dependents of Slaanesh in the Castle of Joy!" Prince Slaanesh of Joy threw an olive branch to Sanguinius.

But it is foreseeable that the noble and pure Sanguinius will not choose to deviate from the glory of the Golden Throne because of this trivial temptation. "Experience the ultimate joy?" A mocking smile appeared on Sanguinius's lips.

Archangel Sanguinius had completely perished on the Vengeful Spirit thousands of years ago. The reason why Sanguinius can stand here with a new attitude is entirely due to the fierce echo that was born from the positive emotions of mankind. .

From the moment Sanguinius emerged from the echo, Archangel Sanguinius had glimpsed the rise and fall of the Galaxy and the Empire over the past ten thousand years through the echo that condensed the intense emotions of all mankind! !

Likewise, Sanguinius also saw some unknown secrets in these echoes.

Archangel Sanguinius has always maintained the most basic respect for the Phoenix Fulgrim who was once full of glory and glory! !

But when Sanguinius saw Fulgrim who had been corrupted into a plaything of Slaanesh and saw Fulgrim's abnormal behavior for thousands of years, the Archangel Sanguinius felt completely sorry for his primarch brother. disappointment.

"I have always been loyal to the great Emperor!" Sanguinius chanted the Emperor's prayer softly, "And you, damned Chaos Gods! You will eventually be burned under the glory of the Emperor's greatness. Become ashes in this galaxy."

"Did the negotiation fail?" The Prince of Joy himself did not show much anger at Sanguinius's roar. "It is a pity that you rejected the great request of the Prince of Joy! Then, I wish you to have fun in hell. of pleasure.”

With a soft sound of gas escaping, the Prince of Joy, which had condensed into an entity, dissipated again on this desolate land.

Although the power full of corruption in desire still remains on the earth, it can no longer have much impact on the Primarchs present.

"Sanguinius, you made the wrong choice!" Chaos Warmaster Abaddon showed a trace of pity, "This planet called Cadia will become your final tomb."

"My dear brother, I will always miss your presence in the Plague Garden." The Plague Prince Mortarion's voice filled with corruption followed closely.

But the words of the two betrayers could never shake the archangel's steely will.

Facing death so close at hand, Sanguinius' pure face still flashed with burning rage.

"Damn betrayers, your actions disgust the entire universe!" Sanguinius painfully covered the wounds eroded by the power of Chaos.

"No betrayal is too small to be ignored! Even if I fall on this land, you... will one day be judged by humans and the Golden Throne."

Along with the angry roar of the archangel, Sanguinius's pupils bloomed with golden light as bright as the sun!

The suffocating psychic power flows in every corner of the Primarch's body, even though they are dozens of kilometers away...the betrayers standing on the earth can still feel the horror contained in it. strength.

The suffocating spiritual power is slowly flowing on the land of Cartier! With the Archangel's wrath, the veil between reality and illusion becomes even thinner.

The weakened Archangel Sanguinius alone was obviously not enough to resist the siege of two Primarch-level enemies at the same time.

Facing the imminent death, the noble and pure Archangel Sanguinius did not feel any fear.

Death is a great honor for a true warrior to die on the battlefield! Even if death is inevitable, Sanguinius will make these damn traitors feel the judgment of the Empire.

The golden light as bright and blazing as the sun shines on this land! Along with the furious roar of Archangel Sanguinius, a subspace rift shining with colorful light stretched across the desolate land of Cartier.

The curtain between reality and illusion has been completely torn apart by the surging spiritual power of the Archangel! Through the subspace cracks that shine with colorful light, one can easily glimpse the sea of ​​souls hidden behind the cracks.

Along with the flash of golden light, an ethereal singing voice suddenly filled the land! It was some kind of hymn filled with religious meaning, and it appeared together with the hymn... and a human-shaped shadow shrouded in golden light.

Chaos Warmaster Abaddon has seen the existence of this kind of phantom in the internal records of the Sons of Horus Legion. This kind of phantom is called "angel" by the humans on ancient Terra. It is an ethereal being. Divine life!

The former Legion of the Sons of Horus believed in the great imperial truth, and they always scorned the decadence and ignorance in the ancient Terran religion...the proud Sons of Horus.

The moment this vague angelic shadow descended on the land, all the betrayers present felt an extremely strong sense of oppression.

That feeling was as if a herbivore had seen a natural enemy of a predator... It was a kind of instinctive fear that was engraved deep in the memory and could never be removed.

The face of Chaos Warmaster Abaddon that was originally filled with contempt became serious again! There is no doubt that this angelic shadow shimmering with warm radiance...is the essence of the warp that Archangel Sanguinius has embraced over the past ten thousand years.

The Chaos Warmaster thought that the Archangel, who had been eroded by the power of Chaos, had lost all resistance, but in fact... Abaddon was very wrong.

Archangels not only have the power to resist! Moreover, it is enough to take away all the betrayers present in one wave.

Different from the solemnity and dignity on the face of Chaos Warmaster Abaddon, the face of Plague Prince Mortarion, who also belongs to the Betrayer camp, reveals a deep sense of unwillingness and unwillingness on his face covered with abscesses and blisters. envy.

Before the Horus Heresy, Archangel Sanguinius had helped Mortarion several times! But looking at such a perfect and pure archangel, Mortarion still felt strong jealousy and murderous intent in his heart.

Strictly speaking, Mortarion, who rose to become the Daemon Prince, did not actually embrace his warp nature.

The Plague Prince Mortarion and several other Daemon Primarchs were able to possess their current power only as a generous gift from the Chaos Gods.

In reality, of course, these traitors who turned their backs on the glory of the Throne had forever lost the chance to embrace the true nature of the Warp.

(End of this chapter)