Ultimate Sword Saint
Meanwhile, in another square where the fighting was particularly fierce.
With his impeccable combat skills and tactical insight, the Captain-General of the Adeptus Custodes Trajann, led the remaining Adeptus Custodes and the Sisters of Silence in a final counterattack.
His gaze was as sharp as an eagle's, and he naturally noticed the new type of Ultramarines who charged wildly on the battlefield and performed extremely impressively.
They flew, clashing head-on with the Greater Daemon using pure physical strength; their weapons gleamed with an eerie blue-gold light, easily tearing through the demons' defenses...
Trajann calmly assessed the situation: their individual combat capabilities were probably no less than those of ordinary Adeptus Custodes, and even slightly surpassed them in mobility and certain "destructive characteristics."
"Fine..."
"It wouldn't make sense if the commander of the Holy Adeptus Custodes was weaker than a Ultramarines."
Trajann felt a little more at ease, gripped his Castellan Axe, and pointed the tip at a raging Bloodthirster not far away:
"I am still the Captain-General of the Adeptus Custodes, the most outstanding one in ten thousand years, and I am still... better than them."
His pride stems from his strength.
He was able to slay the Greater Daemon single-handedly, using exquisite skill rather than pure brute force.
The Bloodthirster before us is the perfect target to test and reaffirm this point.
Trajann began to gather his strength.
Beneath the Auramite armor, muscles taut, Psionic Energy and physical strength perfectly coordinated and converged at the tip of the halberd.
This strike will be the pinnacle of his skill, enough to pierce even the most solid demon skull, igniting a symbolic victory signal for this battle.
As his momentum reached its peak, Trajann's eyes flashed with a fierce light. He exerted force with his legs, about to transform into a golden flash and pierce out—
"Turn around, Khorne under Khorne's command!"
A roar of extreme arrogance, filled with a strong sense of condescension, exploded like thunder from behind the Bloodthirster!
Trajann paused, looking up in astonishment.
On the other side of the battlefield, a blue figure was advancing with overwhelming force.
Wherever he went, demons fell like harvested wheat.
Whether low- Bloodletter or powerful champions, they were all reduced to fragments by that longsword that shone with blue-gold flames.
A massive amount of Warp energy, like iron filings attracted by a magnet, formed a visible, colorful torrent that continuously flowed into the warrior's body.
His momentum actually increased steadily with the devouring, without any pause. On the contrary, he became more and more courageous in the battle and charged straight towards this side!
"I am the Ultimate Sword Saint, Cato Sicarius!"
"Beneath my sword, your destined end will come!"
The voice proclaimed again, as if it were not a challenge, but a verdict.
The Bloodthirster also sensed this arrogant and powerful provocation.
It abandoned the Captain-General of the Adeptus Custodes before it, let out a deafening roar, and turned abruptly.
The massive warhammer in his hand, stained with blood and broken bones, slammed down with the force to shatter mountains and split the earth, hurtling towards the Cato Sicarius!
Faced with a blow that could have crushed Leman Russ Tank into a discus, Cato Sicarius neither dodged nor evaded!
He raised his longsword to his side with one hand, precisely blocking the trajectory of the giant hammer's swing!
Clang----!!!!
A metallic clang, louder than thunder, erupted!
The shockwave spread in a ring, shattering all the glass and rubble within a radius of tens of meters.
The giant hammer stopped.
He was steadily held in place by that seemingly "slender" longsword with one hand.
The ground Cato Sicarius's feet cracked inch by inch, but his body remained as immovable as a mountain.
"What?!"
A hint of surprise mingled with the wrath of the Bloodthirster.
At that very moment, when the old power had been exhausted and the new power had not yet been generated, Cato Sicarius.
Instead of drawing his sword to retaliate, he ducked low and slid in with incredible speed, slipping between the Greater Daemon's muscular groin!
"Remembering the great achievements of the Gene-Father, we should emulate his sacred deeds!"
As he slid between his legs, Cato Sicarius shouted loudly, as if performing some solemn ritual.
Trajann: "???"
He suddenly had a very bad premonition.
Cato Sicarius, who had slid behind the Greater Daemon, drew a cunning and ruthless arc with his longsword as he swept past from bottom to top!
"Awooooooo--!!!!!!!"
A completely different scream, a mixture of extreme pain, rage, and some indescribable sense of collapse, erupted from the mouth of the Bloodthirster, its pitch so high it seemed to tear the sky apart!
Its massive body suddenly stiffened, then trembled violently, and the giant hammer in its hand crashed to the ground with a loud clang.
Cato Sicarius had finished his slide tackle, gracefully rose, and turned toward the Greater Daemon.
In his left hand, he was holding a large, cylindrical sausage.
The color is the bright red of Khorne Daemons, it looks just like a giant, super-sized version of a King of Kings sausage!
That's right, this is the very Tintin of the Khorne Daemons before us!
He raised the object high as if offering a sacrifice, his face filled with a sacred sense of glory. "With this great deed, I glorify my Father!"
The Emperor is surely watching!
Genetic offspring will try their best to imitate some of the great feats of their Gene-Father, especially those that are widely known. They will do everything they can to replicate them in order to commemorate their Gene-Father!
For example, the final step of the Salamanders Chapter's initiation ceremony is to send new recruits to Nocturne to hunt a Salamanders.
The battle between Vulkan and the Emperor ten thousand years ago was a contest to hunt Salamanders.
This story was widely circulated and eventually defined as a tradition, becoming an honor that countless soldiers strive to pursue!
Ten thousand years later, the Ultramarines Legion has gained even more Primarch glory.
Because Guilliman's personality is quite different now than it was ten thousand years ago, his eldest son Calgar, made the decision directly:
Haven't our Primarch accomplished enough feats during this period?
Some of these are heroic deeds worth emulating!
Get rid of those things from ten thousand years ago, just like that rotten Astartes Codex, use them all as toilet paper!
The Ultramarines are absolutely true to their word; each of them really does use the Astartes Codex when they go to the toilet.
There's no way around it; countless copies of Asta's holy book have been printed over nearly ten thousand years, and there's a huge stockpile.
Breaking and rebuilding would be a waste of resources, so Guilliman set an example by wiping himself with the Astartes Codex when he went to the toilet!
Doraemon: This thing isn't very good quality; it leaves writing on my butt when I wipe it.
Yvraine: I can testify to that.
Gayman: Huh?
Emperor:??? Speak! What exactly did you and this Xenos do?!
Gay Man: The dowry is the Webway.
Emperor: Doing more is good, doing more is good for your health. I loved doing it when I was young, hahaha...
To get back to the point, everything Sicarius is doing now is also imitating Guilliman's holy deeds!
As compensation for his other good son, Guilliman had promised to give him Skarbrand's head.
But he misspoke, because adding a head to a cape would make it look even cooler.
Being handsome is a very important thing!
Guilliman's superior intelligence told him that to showcase his super coolness with his super power, he needed a super cool red cape!
Just like the terrifying power of the supreme immortal technique, Incomplete Freedom Transformation, it doesn't lie in its ability to unleash your own combat power to the limit and grant the user three exotic beast characteristics!
The most important aspect of this deadly move is its ability to attract and merge the three strange beasts into one, forming a blood-red cloak behind the user!
He's absolutely incredibly handsome!!!