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Within another realm of the Four Gods.
That is the location of Cabanha and Casca, and half of San Gilles.
Perhaps as a tribute to the classics, this angel, like countless others in the past, is steadfast and does not succumb to the temptations of the four gods.
—But she got stuck in the hole in the wall again.
Ugh.
Is this the fate that Saint Gilles can never escape?
Even though he possessed almost the strongest power within the Primarch, he always seemed to get stuck in this warp wall hole.
When faced with temptation and threats, Saint Gilles resolutely fought back.
Despite the devil's temptations, the steadfast Saint Gilles remained completely unmoved and even located the devil within this demonic realm.
She gathered her strength, folded her wings, accelerated her dive, and raised the crimson blade in her other hand to slash at her opponent.
The sword was so fast that the demon could only deflect it with his shoulder and, in turn, thrust his staff into Saint Gilles' chest. It pierced his armor and penetrated her flesh.
Just before the pain and psionic flames completely overwhelmed her, Saint Gilles plunged his spear into the abomination's central eye.
At that very moment, energy erupted around them as if space itself were collapsing.
When he became able to feel his own body, Saint Gilles found himself in a new space where reality was being created and destroyed, and the future was being born and dying.
At that very moment, Saint Gilles felt a deep, dark rage emanating from the future.
This is her darkness, and the darkness of every Holy Blood Angel. Although it has not yet truly arrived, it has already made her feel a fear that runs deep in her bones.
It belongs to the future, yet it was sown in the past. It is not yet mature, but it is powerful enough, dangerous enough.
Saint Gilles saw the future she had already foreseen once again.
The giant hammer smashed her flat again.
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This time, she witnessed her own death from a third party's perspective, and also saw the despairing consequences that accompanied this blow.
When she saw herself die, she witnessed the birth of darkness.
It was a furious howl, summoned by betrayal, growing ever more intense with the fanaticism of her offspring; forged from a flaw in her blood that had been temporarily removed by Casca, but which remained a persistent threat.
That was an ultimate, dark rage.
Its birth scream will resound for thousands of years, until the last Holy Blood Angel falls, her moment of death will be frozen in eternity, so that each of her offspring will hear it.
It can never be erased. These are the last words of her soul.
It was her resentment, her rage, and her hatred for the betrayer.
It will live forever in the blood of the Legion, cursing everyone who cannot avenge her.
It has its own name.
Black Fury
No.......
Do not!
This shouldn't happen! I... can't let it happen!
Even though they had faced their own death countless times without fear, when the Blood Angels placed the scales of gain and loss on the table, all their previous choices seemed so pale and powerless at that moment.
"This will be your choice!" the demon cried out. "Your future!"
"The choice remains! Surrender, then ascend! Fall into power, fall into glory!"
But at that very moment, golden-red flames quietly arrived.
......
Reality and unreality both collapsed in the flames.
The psionic vortex dissipated within it.
The demon and the angel separated amidst the tremors, and at that very moment, Saint Gilles fell to the edge of the portal, becoming stuck on the unstable portal.
"Saint-Gilles?!"
She heard a familiar voice that shouldn't be there.
From her sister's husband, Casgar, the chief commander of the Emperor's Son.
Although she couldn't see the other person at all, her attempts to struggle through the unstable portal were fruitless, and she could only flail her legs.
It was extremely awkward.
"Wait, I'm coming to help—"
and many more!
help......?
Wait a minute, how are you going to help?!
After experiencing intense emotional turmoil and battling demons, and realizing the terrifying calamity that their death would bring to the Holy Blood Angels, the angels now felt extremely conflicted.
Not to mention having to face the situation of "Step-up, I am Stark" at this time.
Although the crisis has been averted, it has not been completely resolved.
But seemingly unusual situations continue to emerge.
Right now, the demon Kabanha, who has been tracking her since Nukelia, doesn't seem to have let her go either.
Now, the situation is once again in a critical state.
......
"Hehe... Kid, you go to the side first, I don't have time to deal with you right now."
Cabanha, who had always been obsessed with Saint Gilles' legs, smiled and approached the two of them.
"Wait?" Kasgar blinked for a moment. "You...aren't you the Khorne Demon?"
Why are you thinking about fighting (Slaanesh) instead of fighting (Khorne) at this moment?
Won't you get your skull deducted from your KPIs for doing this?
"That's right... but this space lies on the boundary between reality and unreality, so even the great dark gods cannot foresee everything that is about to happen!"
Kaban laughed confidently.
"No one could have observed this to this day...?"
Kasga remained silent, then suddenly a strange light flashed in his eyes.
"and many more!"
"Kaban, let's not attack yet! I have something to say!"
"Your stalling tactics are too clumsy, kid."
"No, no! I mean it can help you truly possess Saint Gillespie—"
"Think about it, if she really becomes one of the Four Gods in the future, her identity will be used to complete the duel as a candidate for the Dark King. The winner will ascend to godhood while the other will be sacrificed, and from then on, she will have nothing to do with you anymore."
"Or he could join the ranks of the Bronze Lord, and as His most admired champion, he would only have endless slaughter waiting for him in the future, and he would have no further entanglement with you, a bloodthirsty maniac."
"Or you may die as prophesied, and from then on you will never be able to have her again!"
"...In short, if you continue to be so stubborn, you will only drift further and further away from Saint Gillespie!"
Although you may be able to meet Khorne's KPI requirements, the angels will have nothing to do with you from now on!
"Then... then what do you think I should do?"
Kabanha spoke after a moment of silence.
Actually, Kaska has a point. As the darlings of the five gods, the angels would never look favorably upon Kabanha.
Even if he likes the other person a lot, there's nothing he can do.
So... what could he do?
“It’s simple, I have a plan—our angels like courageous and bold guys.”
"Go and give that guy on the brass throne another stab. Maybe you can actually pull off the most courageous and intelligent murder ever!"
What kind of skill is it to kill someone?
I even killed Khorne!
That's what you call audacious! That's what you call a Khorne bloodthirsty maniac!
"After replacing him, you will become the new God of Blood, and from then on you will have the chosen champion Angel, making her yours—Awooo!"
Just as Casca was speaking, he was kicked hard by Sangilius, who was stuck in the portal.
"...You kid, are you kidding me?"
Kabanha was speechless at Kasga's suggestion.
After all, he, Kabanha, wasn't a fool.
Just because Skabrand isn't very bright doesn't mean all Khorne demons are.
Kabanha doesn't want to be thrown out like trash by the God of Blood!
“No, no, no, Kabanha, you and all the bloodthirsty monsters have misunderstood him.” Somehow, Nakasgar spoke as if he had witnessed the events firsthand. “He doesn’t object to challenging him, but only to the foolishness of Skabrand’s challenge!”
"How could they launch a sneak attack when he was at full power? How could a Khorne demon be so tactically inept? — That's the real reason for His anger!"
Casca spoke with absolute certainty.
Kabanha's hesitation was deafening.
"Perfect timing! The God of Blood will definitely be extremely weak during this period, due to his plotting a great rebellion, and his power will be highly concentrated in other areas..."
"Be fully prepared and strike instantly!"
"Tsk, isn't this new position of God of Blood yours, Lord Kabanha?!"
"With the status of the Blood God, wouldn't Saint Gilles be—"
The two looked at each other and smiled.
Saint Gilles: "..."
She remained silent throughout.
"Good, good for you, you little rascal!"
Kabanha let out several hoarse laughs.
"I accept your words, but..."
"Let me enjoy myself first—"
But it was too late.
click!
With a few crisp sounds, the angel stabilized the portal thanks to Casca's delay, and stood up again, flapping its wings.
Saint Gilles... She forcibly broke and then restored her legs to temporarily leap out of the portal.
"Ka-ban-ha!!"
She roared, filled with almost boundless rage.
Chapter 203 The Second Empire 2=1, come quickly!
Eisenstein.
This is a rather old ship, and the crew on board has never been the most elite among the Deathguards.
If Casca hadn't mentioned this name in the prophecy, Garo would never have thought of this ship at this critical moment.
But... he was still a step too slow.