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Since the beginning of time, these four beings have been like parasites clinging to the bones of the warp, infesting every intelligent race.
"It's...you guys..."
That's right.
It has always been so, as always.
He was mocking his cowardice.
He is fooling his plans.
He is tasting his despair.
He sensed his sorrow.
They... have always been them.
Kasgar sensed a... anger.
It wasn't a base, bloodthirsty rage; his fury stemmed from hatred... from the resentment and bitterness of everyone who had perished because of his "great game," a fury based on injustice and justice.
It comes from all the hatred in this world for evil, for those who deliberately cause destruction...
Hatred for the Four Gods.
His fate was sealed the moment he was born in Chemos.
Kasgar, do you have the resolve to fight the four Warp Gods to your last breath?
He heard the question, which seemed to come from the heart, yet also from a distant, untouchable heaven.
--I have.
Never compromise?
—Never compromise.
never give up?
--never give up!
Fight to the end?
—I will fight to the very end!!!
As if a new life had broken free from the eggshell that bound him, the golden-red cracks on Casca's body began to extend after countless years of silence, radiating a strong golden-red glow.
Facing Phyllis, who was closing in on Forgrim, he gripped the piercing sword that gleamed with golden light with his other hand.
From this moment on.
A golden-red flame began to burn eternally in his heart.
Chapter 210 Breaking the Cocoon
Holy Terra before the Great Rebellion began.
Imperial Chancellor Makado's lips twitched as he looked at the report handed to him by his subordinate.
"So... my lord, you really let him in? According to the data from our laboratory in Holy Terra, he may not be as simple as we thought."
Standing outside Terra Palace, Makado gazed at the distant mountains and spoke with a hint of hesitation.
...This kid was planted in the Astartes Legion by the Emperor; he's practically a demon child reincarnated!
They collude with alien fleets, spread imperial beliefs, disseminate bizarre prophecies, and disregard the "Imperial Truth"!
Each charge would have been enough to sentence the Space Marine to death, but these issues pale in comparison to the countless crimes committed by Casca.
Most importantly, while spreading the imperial faith, this guy was also putting things like centaur gold rings in the legion, spreading incomprehensible language everywhere.
These guys... the Imperial Cult is getting more and more sinister; they might even be involved in something in the warp...
what?
—They actually managed to get him to come out!
Makado could not imagine what he must have felt when he saw a strange golden centaur suddenly appear in this turbulent world of warp clouds.
"What do you think? What do you think of our new number twenty-one?"
"That's just like you."
Makado's assessment was spot on.
“Old friend…” The Emperor couldn’t help but chuckle at his words. “I would love to refute that, but it seems you are right, old friend.”
"So what should we do with him now? I sensed an aura on him that was completely different from that of a human. It was the power of Asuyan, the god worshipped by the Spirit Race aliens."
Makado's expression turned serious—it was impossible for such a dominant alien, capable of ruling the entire galaxy, to be wary of the other party's gods.
Despite the birth of Slaanesh and the fall of Asuyan, almost all of Eldar worlds were devoured by the Eye of Fear, with only a small portion of Eldar managing to survive under the lingering power of the evil god.
But if Kasgar is indeed the reincarnation of Asuyan, given time, when he grows to a certain stage, even the Emperor would probably find it difficult to suppress him.
Makado believed that the emperor would not do something like raising a tiger that would cause trouble.
But the current situation... is something he doesn't quite understand.
"Old friend, do you think he is Asuyan?"
After a pause, the Emperor said, "No, Asuyan has long since perished in this world. The moment that evil being from the subspace was born, everything about him was devoured and transformed by that damned thing, becoming part of the ecstatic perception."
Despite his reluctance to admit it, the Emperor still had to confront the death of this giant who had guarded the Warp seal for countless years.
His life, everything he had, came to an end at that moment, and could never be restored.
As the emperor's words drifted into the distance, the snow-covered mountains stretched endlessly on the horizon, a vast expanse of azure blue.
"But the flames will not go out."
"His flame can always find a new spot to reignite, to be rekindled in this world."
"And this time, the flames chose a human, namely him, Casgar Sherlock."
"Despite possessing power akin to that of a Spirit God, he was, from beginning to end, a human being, a human being through and through."
"And he will once again throw himself into battle against the chaos that is about to engulf the world."
"However, I did not sense from him that he possessed the power to fight against chaos."
Aside from the fact that he could create things at will in the warp, Makado really couldn't see anything that made this guy stand out from the crowd.
That's because he doesn't have that heart yet.
The emperor turned his head and gently pointed to the other person's heart.
"Power can be easily promised, and benefits will be used as a bargaining chip."
"Only unwavering and consistent will is the key to truly unlocking the essence of the heart."
......
"Cough cough..."
Even under Phyllis's iron fist, Fugrim, the Imperial Warmaster, would still be no match for her.
Even though she had thought of Kasga countless times in her heart, wanting to gather the power that killed the Ulanor orc warlord and defeat him in the final battle in Istvan.
But things didn't go as she wished.
"Sister, you should realize how much of your position as War Commander is actually inflated."
As she spoke, she strode quickly toward Vorgrim, who was lying on the scorched earth, struggling to get up.
As the most rational judgment, there is no rush to deliver a fatal blow at this time.
Instead, you should use trash talk to increase the other party's despair and weaken their fighting spirit, so that those two scoundrels might have additional tricks up their sleeves in a moment of desperation.
It's laughable that someone with immense power is unable to use it due to their own emotional flaws.
Phyllis couldn't help but feel a pang of sorrowful pity for this.
Fugrim possesses the power to destroy everything, yet due to her own emotions, she can only unleash it when Kasgar is threatened—a self-inflicted wound.
If Fugrim had been able to shed those pathetic emotions like she did, perhaps it would be Phyllis lying on the ground right now.
Unfortunately, there are no "what ifs" in life.
The fleeting pity that crossed her mind was quickly shattered into nothingness by her grander calculations.
"...No, shouldn't I have brought Fugrim into our cause?"
Why would that be—
In the instant Philus hesitated, the Medusa Blade in her right hand emitted a strong purple light, eagerly craving the other's blood.
The next moment, a burst of purple light shone forth, and that power wrapped around Philus's body from her right hand, until her entire body radiated a dazzling purple glow.
Immediately afterwards, the Medusa Blade in her hand unconsciously swung towards Fugrim's neck.
......
when!
Right at this moment, in this instant.
A sword, seven or eight tenths similar in style to Medusa's Blade, rushed forward just as she was about to succeed.
Kasgar, a Space Marine, stood silently before the Primarch Filus, who had descended into madness.
Primarch's speed is almost unmatched in the world, and with the Medusa Blade's enhancement, Phyllis's sword strike is even more ferocious and deadly.
"You are--"
Kasgar did not answer, and apart from a few tiny golden sparks escaping from the gaps in his armor, he looked no different than usual.
He still wore that exquisite purple-gold armor, paired with that inexplicable red helmet.
And a sword that was constantly flaming.
[Hey! How did you manage to come out like this... Ahhhhh, this fire! Why is this fire so hot?!]
There was also the original stabbing sword that had no idea it possessed this ability.
click!
Casca's actions did not stop there.
After taking the blow amidst the incredulous gazes of the crowd, he forcefully cleaved the opponent's blade with his piercing sword, while his other hand's power sword continued its unstoppable momentum as it slashed towards the astonished Philus.
—The dual-wielding style of Aqua Duna, the swordswoman and son of the emperor.
when!
The powerful attack was blocked by the opponent's iron fist—although it was indeed blocked, the intricate black mechanical devices on her armor instantly shattered and exploded, leaving only her indestructible silver arm to withstand the blow.
The true armor and defense of the Steel Hand lies in this indestructible and unbreakable iron hand.
Casca naturally understood this as well.
Seeing that his attack had failed to achieve the desired effect, he spun around and used the recoil to retract his right-hand power sword. At the same time, he lightly flicked his wrist and thrust out the stabbing sword.
The attack also struck Phyllis's iron arm, which she had prepared to block in front of her chest. The black mechanical armor shattered, revealing her other silver steel hand.
.......
Although Casca had the upper hand in this battle, Philus was always able to make rational judgments for herself.
She could sense that Casca's power surge was not normal. According to her intelligence, Casca was on the verge of physical collapse, with countless fine golden-red cracks emerging from his body with each of his attacks.
Those fine, golden-red cracks were the source of his power, but also a sign that he was about to collapse.
Philus could sense it.
As long as we can hold out for this period, as long as we can withstand the time when Kaska is strengthened by an unknown force...
She can do it.
Now, all she has to do is use these two strongest iron hands to assist in the defense.
After withstanding Casca's power spike during that time, the two of them were left completely at her mercy.
......
What should have been a quick battle has once again turned into a protracted tug-of-war.