Compared to Jaghatai Khan, who had been almost one-sidedly slaughtered by Horus, the Wolf Lord, who had prepared in advance and passed the trials of Fenris, was clearly far more at ease.
Relying on the power of the Dionysian Spear, he could effectively threaten Horus. And the arrogant Warmaster clearly did not despise the Emperor's power as much as he claimed.
He did not know what would happen if he were struck by the Dionysian Spear. Thus, Horus gradually devoured the available space, using Worldbreaker and the Talon of Horus to suppress Leman Russ's room to maneuver and evade.
Horus's strength was simply too overwhelming. Even Leman Russ, equipped with a new suit of power armor designed for Primarchs, could not withstand the Warmaster's heavy blows.
Leman Russ had to preserve his agility if he wanted to endure this duel.
"Why are you so convinced that the future shown to you by the Warp is real? Horus, you were never a stubborn fool. You understand this: the Warp never reveals the truth."
"Look at your sons. What have the once-valiant Luna Wolves become? Look at their mutated flesh and fallen souls. Before you destroy humanity, you will destroy your own Legion."
Hearing the Wolf Lord's words, Horus slightly slowed his attacks. He looked back at the Justaerin Terminators behind him in a daze. Their metal helmets could not block his sight, and he saw his sons' faces clearly.
Just as the Wolf Lord had said, every Son of Horus had undergone mutations of the flesh. Beneath their armor, these Astartes—once strong, brave, and handsome—had become hideous, terrifying things capable of making children cry at night.
It was as though he were seeing, for the first time, what had happened to his sons. Horus froze where he stood.
"This... how..."
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