As one of the most low-key primarchs, Sanguinius's strength had always been spoken of among his brothers, yet none of them truly knew just how strong he was, or whether he was stronger than them.
After all, eighty percent of the primarchs believed themselves stronger than most of their brothers, while the remaining twenty percent believed themselves stronger than all of them.
Sanguinius had virtually no brothers with whom he had a hostile relationship. Even if they were not close, they would never be enemies.
When they saw the Angel's perfect face, even someone as hot-tempered as Angron or as twisted as Perturabo would temporarily calm down and maintain his composure.
"Perhaps this war will let Sanguinius show everyone who the strongest primarch truly is," Lox murmured inwardly. "Before his final battle with Horus, just as he said."
"While the course of fate can be changed along minor branches, its overall direction is extremely difficult to alter. Even after all the changes I have made, the Siege of Terra still happened, and the Emperor must still face Horus."
He had studied the battle records of every primarch in detail. This low-key lord of angels had personally banished the Bloodthirster Ka'Bandha and the Keeper of Secrets Kyriss in the Signus Cluster.
And during the Battle of Beta-Garmon, when Sanguinius descended from the heavens and single-handedly destroyed the traitors' Emperor-class Titan, the Axis of the World, Lox understood that although they were all primarchs, the difference in their strength could still be as vast as heaven and earth.
A black tide of daemons surged forward, their nauseating stench blending into the storm and tormenting every human's senses.
Before everyone's eyes, the daemons and traitors were so numerous that they seemed to join the land and sky together. Even the horizon at the