Hearing Soshyan's scolding, the former Primarch of the Third Legion turned his head, held his chest with one hand, covered his eyes with the other, and said sadly:
"Oh, we have reunited for many years, only to be exchanged with harsh words. There is nothing more tragic than the love that tears flesh and blood apart."
"Go and say these words to Ferus and the soldiers of the Third Legion who were killed in Istvan III."
Fulgrim immediately turned his head and asked with a smile:
"How's Thor doing?"
Soshyan narrowed his eyes.
"Waiting to put a knife on the traitor's neck."
"Well, what I like most is the rage of revenge. It can make people excited, crazy, and make the singing no longer monotonous, but..."
The barefoot Fulgrim gracefully took two steps back and forth on the stage, like a proud peacock showing off his feathers.
"My brother, I am more interested in you now..."
As he spoke, he stopped and bent down facing Soshyan, as if he was looking at an interesting animal.
"When I learned the news about you, you can never imagine how surprised and... joyful I was."
Soshyan sneered and said sarcastically:
"Then you should come to see me, just like Mortarion, and I will receive you warmly."
"I think so too, but... you also know that we all have our own bodies, not by ourselves, ah~"
The smile on Fulgrim's face suddenly turned weird.
"I'm really suffering from this day and night. I can't observe or play with such interesting things personally. It feels like my heart is going to be dug out... What makes me happy the most is the smell of desire in you.
This allows you to surpass our boring brothers, who are just tools and dead things, without appreciation or enjoyment. Only you, my brother, know how to satisfy your own desires, which is simply too rare."
Soshyan stared at the other person and suddenly chuckled.
"Fulgrim, you are not qualified to say such things to me, not even your master."
The smile on Fulgrim's face gradually disappeared. He straightened his back and said coldly:
"Arrogance, what a great quality, but my brother, you are too blind."
"I don't need to be polite to you. If you have the ability, come and have a real fight, or just stay in the subspace and stop talking nonsense. What? Don't you dare?"
Soshyan became angry at this time and jumped directly onto the high platform. Fulgrim then instinctively took two steps back. The two faced each other, and the fallen primarch's face immediately twitched.
"Don't you Slaanesh things like to control people's will and desires? Okay, my mind will be open to you now."
Soshyan said, opening his arms.
"Do you have the guts to come?"
Fulgrim narrowed his eyes and clenched his teeth, and you could even hear the sound of his teeth grinding.
This time it was Soshyan's turn to laugh.
"Don't dare? Are you afraid?"
As a result, Fulgrim suddenly laughed, and then the laughter became louder and louder, and finally turned into a weird posture of holding his stomach and leaning back laughing.
After a few seconds, he suddenly stopped laughing, straightened his waist slowly, and stared at Soshyan with snake-like eyes.
"You're really proud of me for teasing you. You're a fake who is pretending to be powerful by not relying on your own strength."
Soshyan stretched out his hand and shook his palm, then smiled:
"I never said I was Xerxes, but I can at least control the power in my hands. What about you? I'm afraid you have to let Slaanesh control you even when you pee?"
"It seems that you are very confident, even if all this will not be yours in the end."
"It's as if even a hair on your body belongs to you."
Fulgrim clasped his hands behind his back, turning around like a stage actor and walking to another high platform, even if there was nothing under his feet, it had no effect on him.
Suddenly, he turned around.
"Amnak is a very interesting person like you, but he is also incredibly arrogant like you. Even by...our standards, the combination of you and him can be said to be like birds of a feather. Do you think yours
How much better will the outcome be for him? After he humiliated Lucius so much, I guarantee you, he will pay a price even more terrible than this."
"No matter how bad he is, he can't be worse than you, Fulgrim. As for Lucius, he is just a poor guy who can't even control his own life and death. Why does he come to you to cry?"
"Ha, you are exactly like him in this damn arrogance and sense of superiority."
When he walked past a pillar, his body began to swell, and a mysterious brilliance burst out from his body, gradually elongating in size. The thin silk on his body turned into gorgeous armor, and his legs merged like flowing beeswax, starting from the waist.
It turned into a huge strange snake below, its thick lower body hovering on the stone slab, its scales shining like mother-of-pearl.
When he walked out from behind the pillar, the original human form had disappeared. A half-human, half-snake monster stood tall in front of Soshyan. Its eyes and cheeks were surrounded by scales, its tongue was forked like a snake, and two sets of arms came from both sides.
Stretching out, the rings on his fingertips sparkled like stars, and his four hands held four gorgeous long swords and scimitars.
"I hate you! Xerxes! It is unfair that your father gave you his perfection! He only regards you as his true child!"
Deep shadows enveloped Fulgrim's body, and his snake-like body immediately coiled around the nearest throne, biting the mummy of Ada sitting on it with black teeth like night, sucking deeply every ounce of power hidden in it.
In the end, only the ashes of the body were left.
Soshyan noticed that there were only ashes left on many thrones, and it was obvious that Fulgenrim had been to this place.
"He's obviously dead! Why doesn't he disappear? Why!"
Fulgrim's resentful voice echoed all around, and it shuttled and swam around Soshyan like a shadow.
"Now you plan to take away my toys! Take away my food! Ada has long been in my lord's mouth, and you actually try to get involved! Even my failed father couldn't stop my lord's desire and stole it by chance.
Having possessed the power of the Star God, you are just seeking your own death!"
Amid the roar, those looming forms suddenly materialized, turning into countless screaming and laughing Slaanesh demons, and came like a tide.
Seeing the shadow gradually approaching, Soshyan touched his waist, but found that he had no weapon on him!
And he had no armor on him, only a simple robe.
At this moment, the Phoenix King's remains in front of him suddenly stretched out a bone-like finger and drew a strange symbol in front of it. The symbol shone like white flames in the dark tomb.
As the flames appeared, a deep voice echoed in Soshiyang's ears——
The galaxy is broken, the races are young and weak, and the devil is rampant. I fight the darkness with flames and steel blades, but they are never defeated. They just curl up and sleep under the eternal abyss, and the fallen subjects are still in the shadows.
crawl--
One day, darkness will swallow the eternal fire——
Destiny reciprocates, and the resurrected Feng will also banish the darkness again——
The next second, the Yanyang Sword came through the air and was caught by Suo Shiyang, but the Yanyang Sword at this time was very different from before. The entire blade was feather-shaped, and there was a mark etched on the sword, a phoenix.
When the outline of
In other words, it is no longer called Yanyang at this time, but called Anares!
In an instant, burning white-gold flames enveloped Soshyan's body from top to bottom, condensing the same armor worn by the person on the throne.