On a remote and desolate planet at the edge of the hazy star field, no one knew how much time had passed before Galmo Zejie woke up slowly and painfully.
He was as tired as if he had come back from the dead again, and all his energy and vitality seemed to be exhausted.
And his mind only remembers very little of what happened before. It was an endless nightmare full of violence and death, and every weakness of his mind was uncovered and examined.
Then he looked at his body and was surprised to find that the original mutated limbs had disappeared and were replaced by the strong thighs of the past, so this meant one thing.
He succeeded.
"You have to forcefully break through the Xinraomiwo door left by the second primarch without the Snow Lotus Blade. Brother, you are too desperate. You must know that you almost never come back, or you can't use normal methods.
The form returns."
Tubek's smiling voice sounded from the side, and Garmo Zejie also smiled, and then took the towel handed by the other party and wiped off the sweat on his body.
He can be said to be naked now, but this does not make him feel ashamed, but makes him very happy, because there are almost no traces of mutation on his body, but his skin has turned into a kind of gelatinous lavender.
There were not many people in the entire hall, except for Tubek, a few Thousand Sons wizards, and some servitors.
"When I dragged you out, your armor had already melted. It's incredible that the Xinrao Miwo Gate can actually give people such powerful power. I think you and I are now more than ten times stronger than before."
Garmo Zejie jumped down from the cold stone platform, and with a slight hook of his fingers, the robe from the distance automatically flew to him and fell on him.
"This is a gamble with your life."
"Why are you so anxious to gain power? The risk is so high that I'm even worried about you."
"Because we cannot get back the Snow Lotus Blade with our current strength, and it is even difficult to expand our power. The last time we clashed with the Death Nail War Gang, although we won, it was a miserable victory. If we continue to mess around at the current speed,
We will only be a small warband for a thousand years."
"I can see that you are in a hurry. Oh, by the way, he found the person you asked Amon to find."
"where?"
"Just outside, just got back."
"Let's go and have a look."
As soon as he walked out of the hall and entered the cold and desolate temple, Garmo Zejie heard a low and bloodthirsty roar.
"Batboy! You better hope you're not wasting my time! Otherwise I'll tear you and your friends alive!"
In the main hall, Amon, who was dressed in armor, was leaning against a broken pillar with his hands folded across his chest. Opposite him was a restless monster.
The person standing opposite Amon looked at first glance to be a space warrior, wearing a broken blood-colored armor with a piece of burnt gray fur and some human skin hanging on it. But if you look closely, you will find that the man's body is extremely ugly.
Coordination, the left side of the body is exposed outside the armor, and the thick skin like animal fur covers all the exposed places, and the facial features on the face seem to be blocked by hair, and there are beast-like hair on the fingers of the left hand and the toes of the left foot.
Sharpclaw is almost a half-wolf, half-human monster.
"Hey, who wants to tear me apart?"
Garmo Zejie smiled and spoke, and the man stopped roaring and turned his head sharply.
At that moment, Garmo Zejie instinctively felt some kind of fatal threat, as if he was being stared at by a ferocious beast in a dark forest.
The opponent's face under the messy hair is like his body, half human, half wolf, holding a huge crimson ax in his hand.
Ouch——————
With a loud roar, the man rushed over at an extremely fast speed, then jumped up and struck Galmo Zejie with the giant ax in his hand.
Its speed was so fast that Tubek only had time to take half a step back before the opponent was already in front of him.
Facing the roaring giant axe, Garmo Zejie just smiled and remained motionless.
"Um!?"
In the surprised sound mixed with the roar of beasts, the half-wolf monster found that his ax could no longer move forward when it was only a finger away from the opponent's forehead, and even his entire body was frozen in mid-air.
But Garmo Zejie just looked at him with a smile and his hands behind his back.
The next second, with a "pop" sound from the air, the half-human wolf warrior was instantly thrown away. After gliding a hundred meters in the air, he landed again on all fours.
After he landed, he raised his head suddenly, clenched his teeth, and turbid saliva kept dripping from the wolf side of his face.
Seeing this scene, Amon also seemed a little surprised. He put down his hands and straightened up, turning to Garmo Zejie. Only then did he notice that the other person's legs had recovered.
"you made it."
"Yes, I'm pretty lucky."
Garmo Zejie smiled and nodded, then looked at the monster.
"How is it? Are you satisfied?"
The man-wolf growled lowly.
"Still early!!"
I saw him throwing the battle ax violently, and at the moment when it violently collided with Garmo Zejie's psychic shield, he jumped up, leaping across a hundred meters like an eagle, and roared like a wolf.
, the huge claws on his left arm clawed hard at Garmo Zejie's head.
With a pull, the psychic shield in front of Garmo Zejie exploded like a piece of silk, and a layer was torn off with his claws.
"oh."
Garmo Zejie made a surprised sound, but the man was still scratching at the psychic shield like a madman, approaching him little by little.
Soon, the wolf face dripping with saliva approached Garmozejie, but he just smiled.
In an instant, the man's battle ax suddenly bounced up and hit his head, forcing the half-wolf to jerk his head back to avoid the sharp edge.
Then, to his surprise, the torn psychic shield instantly recovered, and he was completely ejected.
The battle ax continued to rotate in mid-air, heading towards the half-human wolf after landing.
"snort!"
The man stood up and raised his hand to grab the handle of the battle ax.
His words were met with a roar from the other party.
"Don't call me that!"
It turned out that Svann Wolfbard was once a Wolf Lord of the Space Wolves Chapter, but he was disillusioned with the annoying complicated procedures and soul-killing bureaucracy of the Empire, so he and his Grand Company turned to blood warfare.
The god Khorne worshiped the god Khorne, calling himself the Blood Wolf, and began to madly attack the world and army of the empire.
As one of the founding groups of the Astartes, the Space Wolves have not seen anything like this happen for more than 10,000 years. Svann Wolfbard's open rebellion shocked the entire chapter's senior leadership, and immediately
He blocked the news and sent out pursuers, vowing to completely erase these stains.