You Really Are Useless, Khorne
"Eat my jump chop!"
This blow was extremely fast and extremely cruel. It was a full blow from the God of War.
The void was split open directly, and the endless killing aura locked onto Guilliman, leaving no escape route!
At the same time, Guilliman's eyes narrowed, and the joking and pride on his face instantly disappeared, replaced by extreme calmness and sharpness.
He was already on guard, and almost the moment Kaine made his move, he tightened his grip on his holy sword.
The gilded light all over the body skyrocketed, and Emperor's glory was perfectly integrated with its own power. Without any flinching, it also waved its sword to meet him!
Bang!
The light of gold and copper collided violently in the air, making a deafening roar.
The golden Emperor flames and the red God of War flames intertwined and collided crazily!
Two extreme divine powers exploded in the void, forming circles of terrifying energy ripples, completely tearing apart the surrounding Chaos turbulence.
The two magic weapons collided together, and the light was so dazzling that it was impossible to look directly at it. The two forces competed with each other, and they were evenly matched. No one could suppress the other immediately!
"Fuck..."
Kaine looked at Guilliman in front of him, a trace of astonishment flashed in his eyes, and then turned into deep appreciation.
"No, bro?"
Guilliman also looked at Kaine, the previous joking in his eyes was gone, replaced by equal recognition and appreciation.
The two of them looked at each other, and they could see on each other's faces the emotion of meeting an opponent and cherishing each other.
"You are truly worthy of being your father's son!
Sure enough, he inherited his beastly and unlimited qualities.
Although I don't know what No-Limits Technique you are talking about, I admit that you are the owner of No-Limits Technique of this generation!"
Kaine stood up with his sword put away, his tone was sincere, and he did not hesitate to praise himself. His face was no longer as violent as before, but more magnanimous.
"Each other."
Guilliman also slowly took back the holy sword, with a smile on his lips, and also praised calmly:
"Pretend to be curious, arouse my curiosity and desire to talk, and distract me.
After I finally finished speaking, I launched a surprise attack at zero frame. You are also quite despicable!"
The two of them looked at each other, without any anger at all, but with a tacit understanding that they regretted seeing each other so late.
The two gods who had been tit for tat just now, fighting to the death, now had different emotions after this extreme battle.
It is a kind of sympathy between people who have no bottom line.
It is a resonance of meeting an opponent in chess and meeting a talented person, being despicable and shameless, dry wood meeting fire, and emotions are burning in the collision of war and power.
The void is constantly inverted, and time and space are turbulently intertwined, always reflecting two faces admiring each other.
People can't help but sigh, what a pair of hard-luck mandarin ducks.
Another encounter!
Guilliman's swordsmanship is so powerful. With the perfect Material Universe body and the cooperation of Psionic Energy, he almost overpowers Kaine!
So what if you get the blessing of Khorne?
Bloodthirster, I feel like killing chickens and dogs!
At this time, Guilliman looks very much like Mr. Siege of Terra fighting a second battle with Kaine, Sigismund.
Their opponents are also sensitive. They are also blessed by Khorne!
They are even extremely belligerent!
At this moment, the figures from ten thousand years ago seemed to reflect each other ten thousand years later, although the intensity of the Sigismund battle was not even 1% of this battle.
But at this moment, I actually feel a sense of sadness as if the moon shines on the past and present!
Thousands of years ago, Sigismund held the Black Sword with sharp points and graceful movements. He once thrust his head into Butcher's Nails, and Kaine, wearing the Khorne blessing armor, saw the phantom of the future.
Kaine can be said to have been completely beaten and lost his temper. In the end, he could only say rubbish like "I'm not as broken as you."
At this moment, Guilliman is holding Emperor's Sword, and his sword swing speed is hundreds or thousands of times faster than Sigismund!
At this moment, Kaine, who is the God of War, seems to see war in Guilliman!
The name Son of War is actually a joke.
He is said to be the darling of war, but he is actually the god of war, Lesser God who belongs to the war sequence!
It is completely possible to rival the existence of Kaine in its heyday!
The Emperor's Sword of Guilliman rests on the neck of Kaine.
The golden flame burned the body composed of bloody Psionic Energy, making a hissing sound.
Kaine was kneeling in the ruins, his two-hundred-meter-tall body in a miserable state.
Flames spurted out from the wounds on his body and scattered into bloody clouds in the void.
Guilliman looked down at him, his blue-gold eyes full of mockery.
"Is this the power you had in your heyday? It's nothing more than that, Eldar's God of War!"
Kaine's mouth twitched.
He wanted to stand up, but Guilliman's foot stepped on his chest.
The force was so great that he couldn't move.
His eyes were burning with angry flames, but his mouth was not weak at all.
"Boy, don't be too confident!"
His voice was like thunder, exploding in the void.
"This is only 70% of the power I had in my heyday! When I was the God of War, you humans didn't know how to light a fire!"
Guilliman was stunned for a moment, then smiled.
That smile was full of sarcasm.
"70%? You've already been stepped on by me, why are you still 70%?"
"That was your sneak attack! You don't have martial ethics!"
Kaine struggled, and the bloody flames surged under Guilliman's feet.
"If you are able, let me go and let's fight again!"
"Hmph, as the God of War, you are so naive!"
"I, Guilliman, am both cruel and cunning, cunning and cruel!"
Guilliman didn't let him go.
His sword slashed down suddenly, hitting Kaine on the shoulder.
A huge wound was torn open on the bloody Psionic Energy's body.
Kaine let out a muffled groan, but the mouth still didn't stop.
"Damn Emperor of Mankind!"
His voice was full of anger.
"That golden flame is so terrifying! It's like a Chaos Gods special attack!"
Kaine originally thought that as the positive god of Eldar, he could resist the flames that burned the spirit body to a certain extent.
He is not Chaos Gods, but the God of War who was condensed from the war emotions of Eldar.
That golden flame has a special attack on Chaos Gods, so it shouldn't have that much effect on him.
But he was wrong.
How wrong.
Because he has the blessing of Khorne.
Damn it, I originally wanted to deceive Khorne, so that after receiving the blessing, I would be able to regain the combat effectiveness of my heyday, and then fight against Guilliman!
How come this blessing has backfire?
Emperor's Sword, who was not considered an agent to me at first, is now a special agent to me!
Now Guilliman kills him, just like Lorgar kills Fulgrim!
At that time, Word Bearers Primarch Lorgar, who had not yet fallen, saw that there was a Keeper of Secrets living in the body of Fulgrim.
I was so frightened that I gasped, and I immediately hit him with a big dick, and punched Fulgrim and Greater Daemon hard twice, making me completely stunned!
Our Golden Word Messenger is such a devil's special attack!
In the confrontation between us Primarch, you say I am weak, but I won't pick on you. Then if you become Daemon Primarch, hehe!
Call me daddy!!!
In fact, Lorgar is indeed the one that looks most like Emperor among all Primarch.
Horus: Brother, this is a long black hair style, you put it on first.
Lorgar: The duck is gone!
But at this moment, the Khorne mark became Kaine's talisman.
Guilliman's golden flame attacks Chaos Gods.
The blessing of Khorne makes Kaine like a lighted beacon in front of the flame.
The flames followed Khorne's brand and burned his spirit body crazily.
The pain was more severe than any physical injury.
"Damn Khorne!"
Kaine cursed in his heart.
"You are so useless!"
In Warp, Khorne is sitting on Brass Throne, staring at the holographic projection with his blood-red eyes.
He heard the scolding of Kaine, and his face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.
"You are noble and awesome."
Khorne's voice was deep and angry.
"If you can, return the blessing to me!"
The voice of Kaine echoed in Warp, and the tone was very tough.
"Hey, I really won't pay it back!"