2nd Primarch

Efilar flapped her wings and flew towards the depths of the bizarre, highest sky. This was a journey with little hope, an endless folly, and almost no chance of survival. She knew this very well—in order to pursue the God in her mind, she had no regrets, even if she was covered with thorns and bruises.

Suddenly,

"Puff——"

A huge pupil opened between her eyebrows.

Her body was suspended in mid-air uncontrollably.

"Efilar, my most loyal girl, the most pious nun, how can you be so reckless and willful? The warriors are still waiting for you to lead them, and the people in despair are still waiting for you to illuminate them. How can you abandon the important task I have entrusted to you and be dominated by your emotions to embark on this reckless and foolish act?"

The Primarch's voice rang out in her head.

The slight reproach in his tone weighed on her heart like a mountain, but she did not obey as she had done in the past.

She raised her head, her eyes radiating the light of the soul and filled with stubbornness, "My Lord, please forgive my willfulness this time. Efilar has nothing else to ask for, but just wants to follow you. The more difficult the road is, the more I can't help but want to walk side by side with you!"

"Nonsense!" The Primarch's scolding voice echoed in her mind. "I am only going to the gods to attend their invitation, not to be buried there. How can you have so little confidence in me that you think I am doomed to fail?!"

"No, my lord, I have no such intention." Efilar shook her head repeatedly.

"Go back, don't worry about me. The day of our reunion is not far away."

This time, without waiting for Efilar's reply, her body flew back in the direction she had come from. The light of the soul released from the open pupils between her eyebrows penetrated the layers of fog in the Sea of Souls and took her all the way back.

"My Lord, when will we meet again?!"

As the D-demon, Efilar had completely lost control of her body at this moment, and she could only ask anxiously.

But this time, the voice in her heart did not sound again.

What awaited her was silence.

This lasted for what felt like a very long and difficult period.

The guidance in her heart sounded again,

"The magic circle has not yet been activated, and I don't know where the gods will take me."

"Go find my brother, the Primarch of the Thirteenth Legion, Guilliman, the Lord of Five Hundred Worlds. The group of prophets around him should be able to predict where I am."

"By the way, after we find them, let Gris go and ask Cawl for advice. The Second Legion's Psychic Engine has not been completed yet, and my offspring has not been born yet. I don't know what the Great Sage did."

After hearing the response, Efilar's face showed ecstasy.

At this moment, her body also crossed the endless space of the Sea of Souls and smashed into the ruins of the City of Light like a meteor.

"Efilar, you're back so soon! Have you found His Highness?" Kane, who was still making preparations not far away, immediately put down his work when he saw her and asked excitedly.

"Ahem." Efilar climbed up from the ruins, not caring about the dust on her body.

"Quick, notify the astropath and try your best to contact His Royal Highness the Regent!"

"Duke, what's wrong with you?"

"My plan has been ruined by you. There is no need for us to argue anymore!" Magnus, who was sitting on the ground, instinctively shrank his neck after noticing the change in No. 2's expression, and then shouted in a timid voice.

This brother of his always spoke with his fists whenever they communicated, which really left him with a big psychological trauma.

"Nothing. The child was disobedient, and I scolded him."

"Naughty kids just don't listen. Don't look at me; you're the same, my stupid brother."

As he spoke, Duke leaned over and sat next to him.

Magnus was right, his plans had been ruined, and he himself had become his own prisoner.

The teleportation array of the Lord of Destiny was about to be completed.

There was really no need to beat him any further at this point.

However, after seeing Magnus's demonic form, which was completely different from that of a human, he couldn't help but say,

"Brother, do you know what surprised me the most after I recovered from my loss of control? It was how you guys turned yourselves into this half-human, half-ghost appearance. Don't you feel disgusted by the demonic body you got after betraying humanity?"

"What do you know, Duke!" Magnus was furious when he heard that. "You are lucky. You didn't experience those dark years. Of course, you can talk nonsense!"

"Hahaha, you're right. I don't understand," Dukel said with a smile. "So what makes you feel so wronged, my brother?"

"There is nothing to be wronged about! I never regret my choice!" Magnus shouted. "All the misery of the Empire and mankind is due to our father's indifference! If not, how could you and No. 11 be removed from the list, and Horus would not have made such a choice!"

"You are well aware of this, right, Duke?! Our father is not a human being! He is a cold-blooded monster! In his eyes, we are just tools!"

Magnus became more and more excited as he spoke, with red light emitting from his huge single eye, and he kept accusing Dukel of the Emperor's ruthlessness.

"Okay, okay, you're like this, and you still say you don't care?" Dukel looked at him with a smile on his face.

"You stupid guys just care too much about whether the Emperor loves you. Each one is more extreme than the other, and you like to play some tricks."

"I didn't!" Magnus said angrily. "I will always remember that I am the pride of the Thousand Sons, the son of Prospero!"

"I am not a tool created by that man to be wiped out at will! Never!"

Magnus denied everything about the Emperor and denied that he was a created baby.

He is the Crimson King, a wise man who peeks into the truth, and a scholar who pursues knowledge and art.

He was cared for and taught by Prospero's scholars. He transformed Tizca from a hopeless refuge into the most shining pearl of mankind; he was open-minded and compassionate to the weak.

His father in Prospero was definitely not the ruthless tyrant sitting on the throne!

He and his descendants were by no means tools that could be wiped out at will!

Looking at Magnus's appearance, Dukel couldn't help but sigh at the old man's low emotional intelligence and the brain circuits of a problem child.

However, there was no longer enough time for small talk.

The light of the huge magic circle became brighter and brighter, and the spiritual energy within it had gathered to its peak.

"As much as it was fun, we didn't have time for small talk."

As he spoke, Dukel picked up Magnus in his hands, punched him a few times, and waited for the magic circle to open.

Buzz!

After a while of distortion, the light of the magic circle disappeared, and the two demigod Primarchs, as well as the remains of the entire Great Pyramid of Tizca, disappeared into the bizarre subspace.

Under the power of the Lord of Destiny, the magic circle tore through the barriers between the subspace and the physical universe, carrying this behemoth toward an unpredictable distant place.

Boom!

When the remains of the Great Pyramid fell, a huge roar caused the entire planet to shake, and all beings hidden in this dark world sensed the arrival of the Primarch at the same time.

Countless roars and weird cries were heard, and the demons were eager to try. In the trap set by the gods, they were bound to destroy or betray their primarchs and win the favor of the gods.

"Duke, you're finally here!"

Although they were still extremely far apart, the hatred in Fulgrim's heart had long since made him unable to bear it. The low snake cry immediately rang in the Primarch's ears, and the resentment contained in it was enough to frighten all living beings.

"Fulgrim, you are here too?!"

The Primarch laughed out loud upon hearing this. The appearance of another Demon Primarch seemed to make him very happy.

He looked at Magnus in his hand and sensed Fulgrim's presence through his psychic power. A sincere smile couldn't help but appear on his face.

What is a good day today?

It's double happiness!

Is this the conspiracy of the gods?

Love it, love it.

Duke carried Magnus for a few steps, then felt something was wrong and threw him to the ground again.

The heavy body raised a large amount of smoke and dust in the ruins of the Great Pyramid—this demon primarch was now covered with bruises from the beating he had received from his primarch and didn't even have the strength to stand up.

Duke looked at his brother and studied him carefully.

This prisoner must not be abandoned, but it is not convenient to take him into battle.

Although Magnus' weight was nothing to him, his huge body hindered his movements.

After a brief thought, Dukel released his mental energy, squeezing the soul and essence of the demon primarch into his head. Then, with a buzzing sound, the chainsaw sword directly cut off his neck.

Even the Astartes can survive for a long time after their heads are chopped off; and as the Daemon Primarch, Magnus's vitality far exceeds that of the Space Marines. Just be careful not to hurt his soul and essence.

He picked up the red-skinned, one-eyed, giant-like head and hung it directly around his waist.

"Number Two, you bastard! Do something human!"

Magnus, who was hung at the waist, could no longer hold back and started cursing.

"Ha ha ha ha."

But the Demon Primarch only got a series of long laughs in response.

Dukel, holding a blood-red chainsaw sword, jumped down from the ruins of the Great Pyramid in a few steps.

Taking the initiative to walk towards the depths of this dark world——

He was still looking forward to what kind of surprises the gods had prepared for him, and he didn't know what kind of battle was waiting for him next.

The never-extinguished fighting passion in their eyes exploded to the extreme at this moment, and the extreme emotions accumulated in the beliefs of humans and green-skinned orcs ushered in the moment of catharsis.

The majestic figure, as tall as two stories, gradually disappeared into the darkness.

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