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"—Horus?!"
Chapter 252 Kabanha: Horus!!!
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That was when Mephisto, the chief think tank of the Holy Blood Angels, was still called Callistarius.
At the time, he was just an ordinary think tank member who stormed into an orc fortress while trying to suppress the ever-expanding orcish green tide in Amegiddon.
Perhaps it was because they killed so quickly that Waaaaagh's energy was insufficient to sustain the ruins... In the end, the collapsing ruins killed almost all the Holy Blood Angels, except for Callistallius, who survived.
But he was trapped under the rubble, unable to move due to his severe injuries. The Holy Blood Angel gene also endowed him with a tenacious will to live and a determination to avenge his mother. Thus, while everyone thought that his team had been wiped out in the green-skinned beast tide, Kalista Lius kept suppressing the dark visions that flashed through his mind.
Black Fury
Black Fury originates from the psionic shockwave that occurred when the Primarch of the Blood Angels, Saint Gilles, was killed by Horus—this pain and the fear of losing their mother Saint Gilles will forever remain a curse that accompanies everyone.
All the offspring of Saint Gilles retain a portion of the Primarch's memories. When Black Fury is officially triggered, certain minor events will trigger these memories, causing the warrior's mind to shift back to the distant Great Crusade era.
The terrifying memories of ten thousand years ago will instantly flood the minds of the Holy Blood Angels, making them believe that they are Saint Gilles, who faced Horus on the Soul of Vengeance, and are fighting fiercely with the "Horus" in front of them until death.
Angels with mothers are like treasures, those without mothers are Horus!
Just as Callistalis was trying to suppress the increasingly uncontrollable genetic defect—the thirst for motherhood and the black fury—in his mind for seven days and six nights, a turning point finally appeared.
On the ruins where he was pinned down, a tall figure radiating intense golden light appeared... Callistarius could even sense an extremely familiar aura emanating from the figure.
That's right!
In a fleeting glimpse amidst his blurred consciousness, Callistarius, in a daze, saw the true face of the golden-armored warrior.
That golden-glowing creature is—Horus!!!
"Horus, I will kill you!!!"
kill!
Kill that damned traitor Horus, kill...!
Struggling amidst the ruins, Callistalis unleashed an incredibly powerful psychic force—frost once again coalesced around him, and the surrounding debris was suspended in anti-gravity by his power.
He struggled to crawl out from under those damned ruins, and then, as Callistallius, son of Saint Gilles, bestowed upon the traitor Horus the death he deserved—
Huh?
Who is he again?
Callistalis, Mephisto, Lord of Death.
He's not Saint Gilles, and this isn't the place of Vengeance, is it?
Wait... no!
Horus is dead... Yes, it's the 40th millennium now.
He was Kalista Lius, a member of the Blood Angels' intelligence corps, who was crushed under the rubble during the battle against the orcish army...
That's right! There is no Horus here at all.
What he saw was not real, but an illusion, an illusion brought about by Black Fury.
Black Fury...
But why did his feelings about Horus just now feel so real?
It was as if the real Horus had appeared before him.
Moreover, unlike other Blood Angels Death Legion warriors who succumbed to Black Fury and died fighting to the death, he successfully defeated Black Fury through sheer willpower.
Feeling the light and warmth emanating from in front of him, he experienced a moment of clarity from his chaotic mind.
Callistalis looked up and saw the warrior in golden armor seemingly muttering to himself.
"No...child."
"I...I am not Horus..."
I saw San Giuliano, who was radiating extreme astonishment and bewilderment.
It's not Horus, it's...it's...
It's Mom!
"!"
Callistallius was filled with shame.
Damn it!
He wished he could slap himself a few times right now.
That's not Horus, you fool!
Horus? He's San Giuliano!
Seeing the spirit that had protected the Holy Blood Angel for countless years display such a sorrowful expression at this moment, Callistallius was filled with immense shame.
What's wrong with him?
The reason he couldn't control his bloodline curse at the end was probably because he was able to escape the influence of Black Wrath with the help of the other party.
"...Thank you for your help, San Giuliano."
Ultimately, under the radiance of San Giuliano, he awakened an even stronger spiritual power and successfully broke through with the other party's help.
From then on, Callistalis, who had undergone a second psychic awakening, called himself the Lord of Death, Mephisto, and with his vast psychic power, became the chief think tank of the Blood Angels.
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Despite being regarded as the only Blood Angel capable of regaining consciousness from Black Fury, Mephisto, or the other Blood Angels, never seemed to have considered this possibility.
—What if he never suffered from Black Anger?
What if the Horus he saw at the moment his psychic potential was fully unleashed really was San Gileno?
Such an idea was too blasphemous for the children of Saint Gilles to even consider, and this was an opportunity.
Even if it's true, you can't say it out loud!
"This is my plan."
The plan laid out ten thousand years ago is finally bearing fruit. Kasgar looked at San Gileno, whose expression remained silent beneath the golden armor and mask.
When Kaska rescued Horus in the Sigmarus system with Sanguiles, he recommended Horus to the angels.
—Anyway, the curse of Black Fury will surely appear on all the offspring as prophesied, so why not just let Horus act as the guardian of the Holy Blood Angels?
In this way, whenever an angel questions or sees through Horus's disguise, they will be more willing, or only willing to believe, that they themselves have been afflicted by the Black Wrath.
And it's not that Sanguilleno was the damned traitor Horus?!
After informing the Emperor of his preparations, during the final battle on the Soul of Vengeance, when Horus realized the enormity of his actions due to the loss of the power of the Four Gods, the Emperor spoke his final words to him with great clarity.
"I forgive you, I'll wait for you."
After successfully purifying the influence of the four gods, Horus became the guardian deity of the Holy Blood Angels, "Saint Gileno"... but there is still a little problem.
—San Giuliano is a woman.
Although Horus is now the spirit body of the Great Demon E... even though Horus is clad in heavy golden armor, he still needs to disguise himself as Saint Gilles to protect the Holy Blood Angels.
After all, San Giuliano still needs to soothe the blood angels' thirst for motherhood and become their mother!
Holy Blood Angel: "Mommy! I want my mommy!!!"
Horus: "Mommy's here!"
In other words, ten thousand years ago Horus was a Shadowmoon Primarch who liked the "Centaur Gold Ring".
Ten thousand years later, he had become the mother of countless Holy Blood Angels.
congratulations.
Congratulations!
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"Wait! You...you're not an angel!?"
But what Casca didn't expect was that the strongest reaction came not from any of the Phoenix Sons recruits present, nor from the Blood Angels veterans that Casca had salvaged from Comoros.
The Phoenix Children were beyond their comprehension of what they were seeing—even with the superhuman brains of the Space Marines, it would take them some time to process such a wealth of disruptive information.
"Do not!!!"
The one who let out a painful roar in the arena was the demon wielding a sharp axe, Kabanha!
"You absolutely cannot be Horus! San Gileno, tell me you're right!!!"
"...Damn it, didn't you ever think about why I rejected your advances? Don't you have any self-respect, Caban?"
"Ah!!! I originally... I originally thought that if it were Saint Gilles, that would be quite exciting—no, Horus, you damn well!!!"
Judging from their conversation, there seems to be more to the story...
Gee tut.
Casca was speechless.
Such a fascinating encounter made even the most crucial Zerg invasion seem less important for a moment.
Horus!!!
"what have you been doing!!!!"
With even greater speed, Cabanha raised his two large axes, his eyes gleaming with even more ferocity, and lunged towards the direction of San Giuliano.
Although Bloodlust Berserker doesn't have the option of Dark Rage, Kabanha is clearly already in complete Dark Rage at this moment.
It now sees Horus as Horus.
"kill!!!"
Bear!
However, this time, what stopped Kabanha was Kasgar's twin blades radiating golden-red psionic flames.
"The situation is urgent—Horus... never mind, San Gileno, you stay with our people and prepare for psionic teleportation to relocate the base."
"Okay, but!"
“I am not Horus, I am… San Gigliano.”
The voice that came from the golden-armored female warrior was a holy one, like that of the angel Saint Gilles herself.
Any normal Holy Blood Angel would associate it with his mother, Saint Gilles.
Is this Horus, that traitor, in disguise?
If Kasgar hadn't inexplicably shouted "Horus," everyone would probably have just assumed that Kasgar was experiencing a black rage.
"What exactly do you want, Casca? I never thought that after ten thousand years, the ant of the past would actually be able to fight me."
The power unleashed by this opponent, who had been missing for ten thousand years, at the moment of battle was enough to astound her.
"Your skull will be a perfect offering to the god of blood!"
"Wait, Kabanha."
Kasgar completely ignored the other party's provocation.
“Carbanha, you don’t want Saint Gilles and her offspring to be devoured by those damned alien insects, do you?”
"The swarms of Zerg have completely surrounded Baal. If you insist on fighting me to the end, then enjoy all the ashes after the battle."
Casca's words seemed to have struck a nerve with the other party.
Compared to the initially vengeful Carban, it seems that after losing Sangilis over ten thousand years, Carban has begun to show signs of humanity.
What are your plans?
Despite past encounters, Kabanha knew that this kid had the most tricks up his sleeve.
Even being toyed with is better than having the last hope of the Holy Blood Angel's resurrection and her bloodline cut off by those ugly and disgusting insects.
This is something that Kabanha absolutely cannot accept!