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Chapter 785 Chapter 590 Before the ceremony

Age, the damn age.

Dante looked at his face in the mirror, at his wrinkled face carved by time, and sighed slightly in his heart.

"My lord, the chief think tank of Mephiston asks to see you."

The voice of a member of the Holy Blood Guard sounded, Dante hesitated a little after hearing it, but still planned to meet the chief think tank of the battle group with this old face.

"Let him in."

As the door of Dante's private study on Bayer II slowly opened, an Astartes wearing crimson armor and long silver hair walked into the room—he was Mephiston, now Holy Blood Chief think tank of the Angels.

Mephiston used to be called Callistarius, and he used to be just an ordinary think tank in the Blood Angels battle group, that kind of mediocre one who was more than two meters tall, knew psionic spells, and had a tendency to suck blood. A super killing machine.

However, as he overcame his black rage and thirst for blood, the former Librarian of the Astartes was given a new lease of life and took the alias of Mephiston, Lord of Death!This is a great cause that is enough to be recorded in the history of the Legion even during the Great Crusade. In the past ten thousand years, there are only a handful of Holy Blood Angels who can overcome or even endure these two curses, and Mephiston is one of them.

"My lord, the ceremony is ready. At that time, a psionic master from the Thousand Sons Legion will come to help us... He just came to Baal with the support yesterday, and he is from Lord Rorschach."

Mephiston said in a low voice, the meaning in his words was obvious, that Rorschach recruited someone from the joint headquarters to help.But Dante felt a little worried from Mephiston's face. He frowned slightly and asked:

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong with the psionic master of the Thousand Sons?"

"One thing...his name is Azak Ahriman."

Dante: "..."

What happened to the Thousand Sons Legion is not a secret to these start-up regiments. Similarly, the famous name of the chief think tank of the Thousand Sons often appears as a negative teaching material in the think tank education of various Astartes warbands.

After taking a deep breath, Dante still made a decision to ask Ahriman to assist the Sons of Blood to complete the ceremony:

"Let him come, but before the ceremony begins, I want to meet the chief think tank of the Thousand Sons."

"Of course, in fact, he has been waiting in the hall for a long time."

"...you should have said this sooner, Mephiston."

The chief think tank of the Blood Angels Chapter didn't say much, just bowed down and apologized.

Ten minutes later, Azak Ahriman, who had been waiting in the monastery hall for nearly half an hour, finally saw Dante. The latter was wearing the golden armor, and the blood slaves who followed him were holding Senge Les Grimmask helmet, and Dante's battle axe.Behind Dante are the chief think tank Mephiston and the chief priest Cobbrow, both of whom are wearing the most gorgeous armor, receiving the thousand sons who have been famous in the galaxy since the time of the Great Crusade with extremely high etiquette chief think tank.

"I'm very sorry, Chief Ahriman, we took some time to discuss your arrival," Dante came to Ahriman and bowed slightly to apologize, but the latter didn't take it to heart, but responded with a smile:

"Please don't do this, Captain Dante. I have heard about your deeds before I came here. Your achievements have surpassed most of the soldiers in the Great Crusade. Seriously, if you were in the Great Crusade, I am afraid that the Blood Angel You must be the first captain of the Legion."

"You are overrated. Master Radoron's talent is beyond my reach. As successors, we are just forging ahead on the basis of our predecessors."

Dante didn't show any smile because of Ahriman's words, but took it lightly.After a brief greeting, Dante asked:

"Chief Ahriman, I'm not a think tank. The only thing I know about psychics is how to fight against the enemies who wield the power of subspace, but I still want to know something about the general process of the ceremony, although Mephiston has told me An explanation was made, but that was before you arrived here, and now..."

"of course can."

Ahriman said bluntly that he is in a very good mood now. Not only has he returned to the Imperial Universe, but more importantly, he has made preliminary progress in the research on the Curse of Flesh and the Scarlet Letter Spell, successfully turning that into a mess. The fleshy little girl Mitty has returned to her human form... Although she is as hairy as her big disciple and the current Li Mingqing Nanaki, it is still a good start.

If you let those scarlet letter brothers change back into a furry look—then I guess Lord Magnus will not be able to stop the legion brothers from wanting to kill him, or rather, want to kill him. My own will definitely add Lord Magnus.

"Ahem, under the guarantee of Lord Rorschach, I have already communicated with the chief think tank of Mephiston. I agree with your plan in principle, but you must choose well," Ahriman said, "Me and Luo Lord Xia's idea is not to let the blood god army appear on Baal and Bawei, but directly let them land on Baal, and let the sons of the holy blood complete this feat of slaughtering demons."

"...can't we stop their coming?"

"It's hard," Ahriman said, with a bit of sarcasm in his tone, "at least it's a little bit harder than Khayon growing his hair."

Kayon?Well, another familiar name, Dante thought so, but the point is... What's the matter with his hair, aren't you bald too?

"We must first strengthen the subspace barrier here, so that... oh, sorry, what do you call that blood god demon?"

"Angel's woe, Kabanha."

"Well, the disaster of the angel," Ahriman paused on the ground with the long stick in his hand, causing the image of the three stars of Baal to appear in front of him. After that, he tapped the second Baal, and continued:

"We must not let the blood god's demon army appear in the residential area on Baal, it will not only distract Commander Rorschach, but also lead to the fall of the entire planet...but the blood angels are all gathered here , I think the chances of Kabanha choosing here will be relatively high.”

"But the magic army cannot obtain blood and soul supplies, and they cannot exist for long."

"Yes, so we have to pull them over and let go of the restrictions here," Ahriman put away the smile on his face, and he looked seriously at Dante's face, "You have to make a choice, Dante and Captain, as long as Kabanha is exiled here, the Chaos Gods will lose a powerful demon for a short time, and don't let it appear in the real world to hinder us for at least 200 years."

"Of course, Rorschach knows your hesitation, and he won't just sit back and watch the Sons of Holy Blood fight alone. Besides me, he also sent troops to help you. Please let me introduce you to someone who can't come here to fight alone. The ladies contacted by the think tanks—"

"The Soulless Queen, Ms. Gentia Kohler, the commander of the Sisters of Silence during the Great Crusade...and her three thousand sisters."

Chapter 786 Chapter 590 The Sixth Ceremony

Accompanied by Mephiston, Azak Ahriman arrived at a remote mountain range on Bayer II, which was protected by dense anti-aircraft firepower and thick void shields, and when he stepped off the Thunderhawk fighter plane, When entering the fortress in the mountain, what appeared in front of the chief think tank of the Thousand Sons Legion was——

About two hundred Astartes think tanks wearing various armors are serving as guards in the fortress. They wear psionic hoods, leaning against the wall, or standing like statues on the left and right sides of the passage leading to the ceremony field. In addition to this, there are more than a dozen think tanks guarding the self-destruct device that destroyed this place.

"They are all think tanks from various holy blood battle groups, and when we arrive at the ceremony field below, there will be chief think tanks from the other seven battle groups performing the ceremony with us."

Mephiston explained to Ahriman, and then he added:

"The think tanks here are well-trained and have considerable combat experience. It is difficult for them to fall."

"Although I don't want to be too disrespectful, you must be cautious about anything involving the vast ocean...Have the ordinary people here already evacuated?"

"Withdrawn, not one left."

"So much the better."

The two talked in a low voice and walked underground. There was no trace of circuit in the entire passage. The civilized world was far away from this place. The only lighting provided was a giant candle placed every tens of meters. It swayed under the blowing of the cold wind, causing the shadows of the surrounding Astartes warriors to sway like living creatures.

The cold atmosphere continued to entangle the two chief think tanks, but fortunately, this deep passage would not last forever.After 10 minutes, Ahriman walked into the ceremony field behind Mephiston. The place is not too wide, but it is enough to complete an important ceremony.

After seeing Ahriman and Mephiston walking in, the seven chief think tanks from different battle groups who had been there for a long time nodded slightly to them, and each found a suitable position to stand.At this point, the nine powerful psionic masters officially started the ceremony——

The eight chief think tanks with the blood of Sanguinius sprinkled their blood on the magic circle under their feet. Afterwards, everyone felt a hot and ominous breath rising from the room, and there was a faint roar The smell of sulfur and brimstone reaches the heart of every psionic master through the protection of helmets and psionic hoods!

Ahriman felt that his vision lost a frame, and in the next second, he fell into a light blue mist.

"Oh oh oh, look who is here? Our God's Chosen!"

A distorted smirk came from the mist, but Ahriman didn't get angry, he just said expressionlessly:

"He's not me, and I won't be him."

"In the future... who knows? I don't mind repeating what the Lord of Changes said to your father, yes, that's right, we can solve the consequences of the Scarlet Letter spell once and for all..."

"The future?" Ahriman sneered, "Look more at the present, Carlos."

After saying that, Ahriman chanted the ancient Prospero mantra, allowing himself to return to the ranks of the Sons of Holy Blood.After the figure in the crimson armor disappeared, the great demon Tzeentch who was hiding in the mist came out calmly, shaking his head, thinking of the future he saw——

When the old sun falls, a new sun will rise.

Countless future branches are collapsing, only this river of time is still flowing... This future cannot be allowed to appear, something must be done now!

The Great Demon Tzeentch moved his fingers and disappeared into the mist.

On the other side, before Ahriman opened his eyes, he could already smell the pungent smell of sulfur and gunpowder.Immediately, he opened his eyes, and while clenching the power stick in his hand, he also heard Mephiston's voice:

"You're a few seconds late, Chief Ahriman."

"I met Fate Weaver, and that guy wanted to seduce me, but I refused," Ahriman said in a low voice, "you should also be careful."

"...It's really a wave of unrest, and another wave," Mephiston sighed, and quickly told the other chief think tanks about Ahriman's experience. The faces of those people were also ugly, but the roar that followed It interrupted everyone's train of thought.

Looking around, a black and red army is rushing towards the think tanks in a chaotic formation, and the first to bear the brunt is the angel's scourge, Kabanha, the great demon of Khorne!The latter swung his tomahawk and smashed an unknown demon who dared to stand in front of him. The latter screamed and shattered into pieces before disappearing in smoke, which made Kabanha laugh, and surrounded by him Walking towards the front door amidst the praises of the army.

Kabanha soon noticed the nine Astartes Librarians standing in front of him, especially when he saw the Blood Angel logo on Mephiston's shoulder armor, the Khorne demon seemed even happier :

"It turned out to be a few little angels, and a weak mage mixed in with the angels, the heir of the Scarlet King... Are you here to present the head to me?"

"...Demon," Mephiston gritted his teeth, resisting the oppression from the subspace and the bloodthirsty desire gushing from his heart, not only him, but also the Astartes beside him The faces of the chief think tanks of the regiment were not good-looking either. One person's eyes were already bloodshot, and his fangs had already protruded from his lips. "We will not allow you to pass through here!"

The demon laughed loudly when he heard the words, his voice rumbled like a drum made of human skin, majestic yet full of malice!

Kabanha stepped forward, and the blade of the battle ax in his hand drew a deep mark on the demon land. In the uncovered soil, broken bones could be seen from time to time.

"If I want to go through and find that one-winged angel, what can you do? If I want to go through and use the blood and flesh of billions of creatures to please the blood god, what can you do? You can only watch Baal in the blood Burning in the fire, collapsing in screams and roars, and finally...you will become what the blood god wants to see most, and present your father to the blood god!"

Kabanha walked up to Mephiston and laughed at the chief think tank whose face had begun to distort. Then, before Mephiston could say anything, the battle ax in his hand swung down!

"And now, you can't do anything!"

The giant sword swung down, slashing the phantom.

Feeling that he was being fooled, Kabanha waved his battle ax violently, his brass eyes were full of murderous intent, and every Son of Blood he glanced at would have a feeling of being soaked in blood !

Mephiston was breathing continuously, and the sulfur smell around him was tormenting his brain. Suddenly, he remembered that feather, the feather brought by the flesh-tearers... Murphy woke up from the hallucination Ston heard Ahriman's voice, and the latter's condition was not good. The blood god's power could affect not only the Blood Angels:

"Huh... everyone, it's not suitable to stay here for a long time, let's start the ceremony!"

Chapter 787 Chapter 590 Chapter Seven Blood God Demon Army

The nine chief think tanks started chanting spells at the same time, causing the surrounding environment to shake and collapse... It is more than enough for nine powerful psychic wizards to shake the subspace near a planet.

After feeling something bad, Kabanha no longer faced these Astartes with a playful mind, but fully revealed his power as the top Khorne lord, and the battle ax in his hand suddenly fell. Chopping, even a chief think tank facing Kabanha in a phantom posture was directly injured, spitting blood, and a long mark was drawn on the battle armor on his chest by the ax blade, revealing the still beating heart inside!

"Sing the mantra, I will maintain the phantom!"

Ahriman rested his staff on the ground, and immediately disappeared the figures of the surrounding Sons of Blood, leaving him alone to face the enraged Kabanha. The ax struck Ahriman standing there!

The blade of the ax suddenly hit the spiritual energy barrier, and Ahriman, who was wearing a crimson armor, was holding a long staff, his eyes burst out with dazzling spiritual energy, but the mantra he was chanting did not stop. For the Tate think tank, multitasking is the most basic ability.

Under the slash of the battle axe, Ahriman's spiritual energy barrier only persisted three times before it shattered. Kabanha's fourth ax struck Ahriman's power staff, destroying the weapon and directly Knock out the chief of the Thousand Sons Legion!

Ahriman rolled on the ground a few times, stood up immediately after losing his strength, bright blue lightning condensed in his hands, turned around and hit Khorne, causing him to let out an angry roar due to pain!The roar turned into a wave of air and swept away, raising dust and bone debris. In the next second, Kabanha split the wave of air and rushed towards Ahriman!

"Weak man who uses witchcraft! You've pissed me off!"

The corners of Qianzi's chief think tank's eyes twitched slightly. He didn't expect the magic resistance of this thing to be so much higher than that of ordinary big demons. He didn't know whether it was the blessing of the blood god, or Kabanha itself had a relatively strong power... ...As far as I can see, I have no way to maintain a spell while confronting this powerful demon.

Kabanha's fury was strengthening his strength. The tomahawk kept slashing at Ahriman, and the whip in the other hand was even more so. The latter lost his weapon and could only dodge the demon in a bit of embarrassment. s attack.

But fortunately, the ceremony has been completed.

Ahriman felt that the surrounding environment had begun to change, everything was twisting, and even the tomahawk that was coming down in front of him began to slow down, the smell of sulfur that had been permeating the surroundings gradually faded, and the cold breath returned. It began to entangle the chief think tank of Thousand Sons——

They are back.

"Ahem," Ahriman exhaled slowly. He saw a chief think tank of the Blood Angels sub-group lying in a pool of blood, and Mephiston was using spiritual energy to maintain his life. It's not good, and even all of them are hurt.

"We... succeeded?"

"Yes, we reconstructed a false gate," Mephiston said, but with a smile on his face, "Angel's Scourge has entered that false gate, thank you for your help, Chief Ahriman."

"Huh... Next time, I absolutely don't want to run into the Blood God's family again. For the sake of Lord Magnus, can we leave here?"

Meanwhile, inside the atmosphere of Palladium.

The subspace rift tore apart the sky, dyed the entire sky a dazzling bright red, and even rained blood filled with the blood of innocents. In this doomsday-like scene, the Great Demon stepped out triumphantly. The door to the subspace and the real world... He wants to find the winged angel, destroy the resistance to the swarm on Baal, and let Tyron's minions sweep the hometown of Sanguinius, and after that, the blood god will get what he wants the angel—

Blood Angel!

Or, add another one-winged angel who succumbed to the blood god?That would be great.

Kabanha imagined this, walked out of the crack with a big laugh, and then fell headlong to the ground.

The big demon opened his brass-colored eyes, twisted his body and looked at the crack in the subspace above. The crack spewed out his legion like a whirlpool. Staying in the air for even a second, and those flesh and blood hounds of Khorne even fell from the sky with a miserable howl!

Fooled, Kabanha snarled as he pictured the Librarians of the Astartes in his mind.But Kabanha, who was full of hatred and tyranny in his heart, soon felt the breath from afar, it was the breath of the Holy Blood Angels, so many Holy Blood Angels were gathering there, behind the fort, waiting With the arrival of the Blood God Demon Army.

Kabanha's anger turned into joy, and he flapped his wings and slid to the ground.There are still some Tyranid swarms on the ground, but their numbers and attacking momentum are far inferior to those on Baal.After all, here, the swarm can't find much supplies, and it's easy to be bombed by orbits, and the guards on it can kill more than them.

A group of red, white, and black Sons of Blood rushed out of the fortress and directly pushed back the Tyranid swarm troops on Bayer II.And now, the Swarm's troops saw a winged, battle-axe-wielding Khorne lord fall on them...

After quickly slaughtering the surrounding insect swarm troops, the blood god's demon army finally got the first supply, but after the initial happiness ended, Kabanha was troubled by new troubles again, staying away from those creatures The fierce and fierce battlefield will greatly reduce the strength and existence time of the Khorne demon army, so we must hurry up.

However, Kabanha is not completely unprepared, he was cast a glance by the blood god, and he is smugly trying to promote the fall of the Sons of Holy Blood.The Great Demon of Khorne raised his battle ax high and slashed at the fortress where the Sons of Blood were, roaring:

"Blood sacrifice to the blood god, skull sacrifice to the skull seat!"

"Drag those weaklings out of that crumbling house!"

After saying that, Kabanha slammed his ax on the ground of Bayer II, the deep soil and the hot gravel on the surface surged up, and the heads of the corpses of the surrounding Tyranid swarms also gathered together with this ominous force.

Sandstone and skulls are piled up layer by layer, accumulating layer by layer, and finally turned into a towering tower of skulls!

In this tower of skulls, a steady stream of blood gods and demons poured out from it, vampires, bloodhounds, blood warriors of Khorne, and even among the waves of demons, there appeared the figure of Chaos Astartes!

For 88 days, this tower of skulls will exist for 88 days. After this period of time is over, no matter how many skulls and blood Kabanha has obtained, he must return to the Demon Realm of Khorne... Hurry up!

The tall demon spread its wings and let out a deafening roar towards the distant fortress.