Chaos All-Stars

With Angron's addition, the overall battle became somewhat easier in comparison.

The main reason is that the items carried by the World Eaters have an extremely strong ability to restrain Chaos.

These scenes unfolding on the battlefield made Guilliman question his own worldview.

"So faith really does work?"

"Don't let your thinking slip, Roboute!"

Guilliman glanced at the strangely normal Angron beside him with a hint of oddity.

For Guilliman, Angron is indeed very strange right now.

He had indeed seen Angron transform into a monster.

Looking at it now, the extreme contrast is something even the Primarch's mind can hardly accept.

"Don't doubt your own preconceived notions, Roboute. So-called superstitions are simply things that science cannot explain or study."

That proves that there is still a lot of room for improvement in current technology.

"Rationality and superstition are relative, but the stagnation of rationality does not mean that superstition should develop."

Hiss...

Guilliman listened to what Angron said and looked at Angron fighting in front of him.

There's a sense of absurdity about him.

Why are you suddenly saying all this?

"Roboute, after ten thousand years, you've probably forgotten that I have an innately keen sensitivity to emotions."

"You woke up to find ten thousand years had passed, and to be dragged into war by the Chancellor right after waking up, you must have had a tough time."

"But no matter what, with great power comes great responsibility, and we cannot let our guard down at this time."

This... Guilliman is now starting to wonder if there's something wrong with his mind.

What's with this strange sense of security?

"Be careful, I have a feeling something big is about to happen on the battlefield."

Sinleech's voice came through the combat channel, and then, no sooner had he finished speaking than a change occurred.

The battlefield, which had been gradually entering a stalemate, suddenly changed.

Three Daemon Princes appeared on the battlefield, each leading their own forces.

How did they get here?

"Long time no see, my dear brother. I thought you were long dead."

After the end of the War of the Webway, Fulgrim underwent a long period of treatment.

He has finally recovered.

Moreover, for Fulgrim, being able to see Guilliman after recovering was a stroke of luck.

This means he can kill the other person again.

"Fulgrim!"

"Hey, don't call me that through gritted teeth, brother!"

"Snake Daemon, prepare to die!"

Swish!

Guilliman could feel as if a meteor hammer had flown past, heading straight for Fulgrim.

But Fulgrim knew better; it wasn't a flail at all.

Boom!

A burst of eerie blue flames forced Fulgrim to dodge.

"Damn little brat, I'll get your soul and torment you for eternity!"

"Shut up! I told you I would kill you!"

The moment the voice ended, the speaker appeared before Guilliman.

The owner of the voice completely ignored Guilliman and Angron, facing Fulgrim directly.

He held one end of the chain in his hand, while a book was tied to the other end.

Whose men are these? They're so brave!

He could clearly sense the unparalleled anger and killing intent emanating from this young soldier.

"Oh, little Nova..."

"You son of a bitch, prepare to die!"

Nova forcefully pulled the Evernight Code back, and then the Evernight Code moved on its own without any wind.

The eerie blue flames poured down like a torrential rain.

"You escaped during the War of the Webway, but today I'll make you into sashimi!"

Guilliman now had many questions, and he really wanted to ask this soldier named Nova.

That's incredibly brave.

Holding a Code and carrying a longsword, he dared to fight the Daemon Primarch.

"Careful!"

Because Guilliman himself had been injured by Fulgrim, he was very familiar with Fulgrim's moves.

So when Nova launched its attack, Guilliman immediately joined the fray.

Nova also sensed the changes that occurred after Guilliman joined the battlefield.

His stress level dropped dramatically.

To be honest, if it weren't for this original copy of the Evernight Code, the gap between him and Fulgrim would probably be enormous.

"Then!"

Nova was well aware of his limited abilities, so he simply tossed the Code in his hand to Guilliman.

When he saw that Code Codex had changed hands, Fulgrim's expression changed.

For Fulgrim, Nova's threat was limited.

Even if the other party possesses Code of dubious origin, the person wielding that Code may lack the necessary abilities.

Then he would have a chance to capture the other party.

What Fulgrim wanted most was to capture Nova and know everything that was on the surface of his soul.

He could then give the other person two choices: either corrupt them or kill them.

But when the Code came into Guilliman's hands, Fulgrim changed his mind.

Guilliman is a genuine Primarch.

What's more, Guilliman now has that strange Code.

"Fulgrim, it's time to settle our score!"

Guilliman strapped the Code to his shoulders, then drew his sword and engaged Fulgrim in battle.

Meanwhile, Angron had already approached Mortarion when the three Daemon Princes appeared.

Magnus himself was engaged in battle with the Lord of Drakes.

But the story is far from over.

The fact that three Daemon Princes were able to appear here proves that the Grey Knights' defenses have faltered.

This problem quickly came to light.

Another Daemon Prince has descended upon the battlefield.

"Long time no see, Roboute. I thought you were long dead."

"Lorgar?!"

Guilliman never expected that he would see Lorgar, who had long since degenerated into Chaos Undivided Daemon Prince, on this battlefield.

"Haha! I've already seen the signs of fate, Roboute! I, Lorgar, will shine brightly here!"

"Lorgar!!"

Buzz...

This murderous, heart-wrenching roar sent a chill down the spine of the previously arrogant Lorgar.

Corvus?!

Lorgar was also surprised to find that Corvus was still there.

"Lorgar, let's settle this!"

There are currently four Chaos Daemon Princes and four Primarch from the Imperium of Man Mandate on the battlefield.

But that's where the real problem lies.

The God of War is leading a search party for Abaddon to reclaim the remaining power.

Four Daemon Princes and four Primarch are fighting here.

What about the Grey Knights' troops?

Clearly, all four Primarch present were aware of this problem.

"Don't overthink it, my dear brothers. We're only here thanks to Perturabo!"

Fulgrim's arrogant voice rang out, answering their questions.

It turned out that it was the Lord of Iron who had stopped the Grey Knights' forces.

However, this puts the Grey Knights in the most danger.

Perturabo and his Legions are not easy to deal with.

During the Great Crusade, the IV Legion was most adept at siege warfare.

In such a chaotic battle, if Perturabo leads his men to clash with the Grey Knights, the Grey Knights will certainly not gain any advantage.

"Don't get distracted by such a massive war, Angron!"

"I haven't had enough of the Webway battle yet!"

"Look at yourself now, Mortarion, what do you look like?"

"What do you mean? Isn't this wonderful? Enough said, just run into your Grandfather's arms!"

Looking at the battlefield from the Flagship, Sinleech couldn't help but sigh.

"This is really getting more and more exciting; even named Chaos Primarch have arrived."

"However, the breakthrough point in the current battlefield situation should lie with Corvus."

Sinleech was well aware of Lorgar Jia's combat capabilities.

It's Chaos Special Forces team, but once you've chosen Chaos, you're relegated to the bottom tier.

"Hopefully Corvus can resolve this sewer Primarch as soon as possible."