Chapter 111 02.0110: "The Wrath of Sanguinius (Part )"

Amid the violent roars and the smell of blood, the girl with heterochromatic eyes held her head and trembled violently. A layer of frost appeared on the ground around her, and the air seemed to drop by dozens of degrees in an instant. The biting cold made everyone nearby shiver.

She placed her hands on the icon of Sanguinius and trembled as she fell at the angel's feet.

No one noticed, including herself, that there was a dazzling light in her eyes.

As the last battle-brother fell, Brother Romain Rolland's last shred of sanity was crushed.

The moment his battle brother fell, he saw the duel between the angels and Horus on the Spirit of Vengeance in the 30K era. He saw the murderer who killed their genetic father.

He saw his gene-father's legs and bones broken by the Warmaster with the 'Breaker', and then his chest was smashed by a hammer.

The angel’s head was smashed 360 degrees, his skin and flesh were torn, his golden armor was shattered, his cervical vertebrae were broken, and the skin on the left half of his face from chin to forehead was peeled off by Horus, his bones were shattered, he fell forward, and was clamped by Horus’ claws again, his body was crushed by the huge claws, and squeezed into bloody mud...

This extremely bloody scene completely destroyed Brother Romain Rolland's sanity. His muscles twitched, his eyes glowed a terrible red, and he raised his chainsaw sword at the traitor in front of him, roaring and screaming so loudly that the dome of the church trembled:
"Horus, what have you done!!!"

His earth-shaking roar shocked everyone present, even the greedy and bloodthirsty vampires.

That battle brought a deep curse to all the Blood Angels.

After Sanguinius was killed by Horus, a psychic vision of his final moments could be seen by all Blood Angels, with the higher the psychic energy, the more likely this illusion would occur.

No matter whether this person is a new soldier or a veteran, when they enter the illusion state, no matter friend or foe, all living things in their eyes are Horus who is fighting with them.

This is the wrath of darkness.

Once the black rage is triggered, it cannot be reversed. These mad berserkers will gain a huge increase in combat power and kill everything in front of them. Fighting to death is their only way to escape.

Therefore, those warriors who fell into the terminal disease of Black Rage would be assigned to the Death Company, with their power armor painted black and a red cross painted on the shoulder armor as a mark.

They will be thrown into the bloodiest war as a suicide squad and must either kill all enemies or die in battle.

"Die! Horus!" Brother Romain Rolland, who had entered a state of black rage, stabbed the Space Marine who had chopped down his brother with his sword.

The opponent wanted to block, but suddenly found that he could not keep up with the movements of the berserk warrior.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! The chainsaw sword roared continuously.

The fierce blows from the Black Rage forced him to retreat step by step. His brothers in the warband actually felt a rare fear of the Blood Angels after the Black Rage. They swung their axes, but were blocked in an instant by the amazing reaction speed. They were unable to restrain him at all.

Three bright red weapons intertwined together, and after a series of rapid collisions, there was a heavy crisp sound.

The two chain axes were chopped away by the violent force granted by the Black Rage. The desperate Khorne warrior tried to block the chain sword that was coming towards him with his hands in a hurry.

hum! ! !
"Ahhhhhhhh!" His entire arm along with the ceramic steel armor was cut in half. Blood spurted out, and Brother Romain Rolland bathed in it.

"Unforgivable! Unforgivable! You will pay with everything you have! Die, traitor!" Brother Romain Rolland shouted and violently stabbed the chainsword into the chest of the Khorne warrior.

Before he died, he finally understood why the master he served always longed for the fall of the descendants of Sanguinius.

The black angry blood angel in front of him was a pure killing machine born for battle. He exuded the most terrifying murderous aura, far surpassing all the warriors he had seen in the war gang.

puff!

The chainsaw sword chopped the traitor who killed his brother into nine bloody and irregular pieces of flesh with an unclear shadow.

Brother Romain Rolland stomped on the skull, crushing it to pieces, and then looked at the next 'Horus'.

Behind Brother Romain Rolland, Horatio activated all his active and passive skills and directly maxed out his corruption.

"Even if you take away our lives, you can't take away our hope..."

A black force seeped out from the iron hand, quickly blackening the entire prosthetic limb, and went straight to Horatio's heart along his arm.

"We will fight to the death in glory to protect those we hold dear!" he roared, his eyes glowing red.

Crash!!!——

A row of stained glass windows above the church shattered instantly, and a dozen Blood Angel veterans wearing golden helmets appeared in mid-air above the church, with jump packs whistling behind them and spewing out pure golden flames.

They were the best of the best in the Chapter, with at least three service spikes on their heads. Angel veterans descended from the skies on all sides, brandishing chain swords and throwing themselves into the fray, slashing and firing their masterwork bolters at the unholy things.

Inside the church, the surging spiritual energy, the power of faith of tens of thousands of people, the might of the killer, the rage of hatred, the sorrow of sadness, the determination to face death, several forces are twisting and merging together.

A turntable slowly rotates, and its pointer selects the representatives of six emotions in the subspace at the same time.

Finally, the pointer stopped at an angel wearing golden armor, with pure white wings behind him, and holding a sword and a spear.

An extremely powerful psychic energy caused alarms of a surge in psychic energy readings to pop up in the ears and eyes of the soldiers around him.

pat.

The tears of blood on the sculpture turned into a drop of golden tear, which fell down the angel's beautiful cheek and dripped onto Horatio's iron hand. The red light in his eyes showed gold, dispersing the bloody scarlet. A beautiful golden red emerged from his pupils, and the bloodstains on his face quickly shrank, revealing his normal skin color.

『+Activate: Psionic Attunement+』

『+Activate: Power Fist+』

『+Activate: Omen Fragment+』

『+Potential Energy Burst: 'Wrath of Sanguinius' has been activated+』

"+Detection: Corrosion cleared due to unknown reasons. Do not exceed the corrosion limit again+"

+Corruption: 0/8+

In an instant, the sword emitted an extremely dazzling golden light, instantly annihilating the bloodletting vampire approaching Horatio.

The blackened iron hand was instantly washed by the golden tears and turned into transparent silver, coated with a layer of golden halo.

When Horatio, caught in the 'Wrath of Sanguinius', grasped the Immaculate Angel's Whip with his iron hand, it began to tremble violently, and the sharp teeth roared spontaneously.

The machine soul was cheering, the machine soul was leaping for joy, it was shouting and roaring, as if it saw the genetic father that its master once followed.

The vampires also smelled the scent they wanted and rushed forward again.

"I will slaughter you all! And banish you forever!"

With just a few swift swings, Horatio instantly chopped down the swarming blood-letting vampires.

The daemons screamed as they found themselves not banished back into the Warp, but torn apart and devoured by a horrible psychic force.

In Horatio's eyes, these vampires all looked like the Great Daemon Kabanha of Khorne, while those Chaos Space Marines of Khorne looked like the Ascended Daemon Angron in his eyes.

This is very different from the black rage of the descendants of Sanguinius.

Horatio was still himself even in his extreme rage. He could clearly perceive everything around him, and his reason and thoughts were still clear.

Sanguinius's rage brought him powerful strength, even the pain in his legs disappeared instantly. The only thing he could feel was an unprecedented strange power.

The bare-armed Khorne warrior who injured Louise looked at Horatio, whose eyes had a golden-red glow, and walked towards him with heavy steps.

A golden wing flashed faintly behind Horatio, and the Khorne warrior saw that above this mortal's head was a war angel with spread wings, holding a sword and a spear.

The angel wore a golden ruthless mask, with a cold temperament and majestic aura.

Just by looking straight at it, there was a powerful force that forced his legs down, as if forcing him to kneel down.

[Impossible! How can you still walk after I broke your leg?] The Berserker showed an expression of disbelief behind his helmet.

"I'm going to kill you, you weakling who's trying to be mysterious!"

The berserker roared in rage and charged towards Horatio, with two chain axes stained with the blood of loyal warriors chopping towards Horatio's forehead one after another.

Instead of retreating, Horatio assumed a fighting stance identical to that of the statue of Sanguinius.

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