At the intersection of the main corridors aboard the Forerunners flagship, Ark of Will, everything instantly became a boiling furnace of flesh and energy!
Angron's arrival was like pouring a bucket of scorching lava into an already precarious battlefield.
He had no tactics, not a trace of reason—only the most primal, frenzied thirst for slaughter!
For Lion, this was nothing short of making matters worse!
He was already enduring the relentless suppression of Magnus's psychic storm, his mind and body both pushed to their limits.
Angron's sheer violence instantly dragged him into an even deeper quagmire!
"Roar!" Angron's daemon sword, Samni'arius, came crashing down at Lion's head with a shriek that tore through space!
The force behind it was utterly berserk. Lion's pupils contracted as he raised the Fealty Greatsword to block at the very limit of his speed!
Clang—!!!!
A deafening metallic explosion rang through the corridor!
The tremendous impact sent Lion sliding backward, the alloy floor beneath his feet instantly shattering and collapsing!
The bones in his arms felt as though they were about to break apart inch by inch!
Angron's head, locked within the Butcher's Nails, let out a beastlike howl. His other chainaxe, Spinegrinder, was already sweeping toward Lion's waist with a bloody gale!
Lion roared and slammed down his storm shield, barely blocking the sweeping blow!
Yet the overwhelming force still sent him staggering back, crashing into the metal wall behind him!
A mouthful of sweet, bloody fluid surged into his throat, only to be forcibly swallowed back down.
Angron's strength, combined with his utterly insane fighting style, was even harder to withstand than Magnus's psychic power!
Just as Lion was driven back by Angron's savage assault and lost his balance, a crafty glint flashed through Magnus's enormous single eye!
His target had never been