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Chapter 14 Relics

The scene before him will forever remain in Guilliman's heart, in the hearts of all witnesses, and in any recorded archives.

It will not disappear in ten thousand years!

This is a human challenge to God!

Lin En jumped high and raised the battle ax in his hand. Behind him was the silver pure angel following closely, and in front of him was the real evil god with a terrifying aura.

The battle ax fell, the evil god's head was tilted, and the huge and ferocious winged helmet suddenly fell down!

The evil god laughs!

The evil god's laughter resounded in everyone's hearts! Instead of anger, the voice was filled with excitement.

It was as if after countless years of boredom, I finally saw the happiest thing.

The evil god grabbed the sword at hand and stood up from the brass throne.

The boundless terrifying demon flames were raging, but her figure suddenly became illusory!

It seems that he has used a power that transcends boundaries and is being expelled from the real space.

The projection of the evil god in the sky gradually became illusory, but her excited gaze remained fixed on Lin En until it completely disappeared.

As for the demons left on the battlefield, they were no longer worthy of her even a glance.

The space has been restored and the outcome has been decided.

When the last demon on the ground was eliminated, all the warriors raised their weapons and let out loud cheers!

Lin En fell to the ground and returned to his original state. Countless fanatical eyes were always watching him. The eyes could no longer be said to be reverent, but as pure and hot as red-hot steel after its impurities have been removed!

The scene where Linn swung his ax at the evil god and drove it away will forever be engraved in their souls like an axe.



After a war, the most important thing is to treat the wounded and clean the battlefield.

Although Lin En was at the forefront of this war, the Space Marines still suffered huge losses on the battlefield with hundreds of thousands of people.

The doctors are working hard to treat the injured soldiers, and those who died will be collected by the soldiers first. The doctors will take out their gene seeds and keep them properly in the legion.

When new soldiers pass the selection, doctors will implant seeds into them and transform them.

Only after genetic modification, surgical modification, and a long series of training can one completely become a true space warrior.

Therefore, for the legion, gene seeds are the most precious foundation, and the recovery of the remains of every fallen soldier is also an extremely important task.

Guilliman walked over with force, but his injuries still had not recovered, and the subspace energy attached to the wounds was still preventing the body from healing itself.

But there is also good news. At least these energies have begun to dissipate. Without their hindrance, the original body's recovery ability will soon be restored to its original state.

Linn waved his hand, and a miniature little angel appeared. Silver light filled Guilliman's body, and wisps of blood-red smoke floated out of the wound.

Until these evil energies were driven away, the little angel circled around him twice and then flew to the top of his head and disappeared with a "bang".

Guilliman let out a long breath, his face quickly gained a trace of color, and he spoke much more relaxedly.

"The injured warriors have been properly placed, and it's time for us to set off and return to Macragge. It's time to get the gene seeds of the Eleventh Legion."

"And Lynn, my brother, I allow you to recruit troops anywhere in the five hundred worlds of Ultramar!"

This is really a great gift!

If Linn's legion wants to completely recover, it must have enough Space Marines. The transformation of Space Marines requires extremely high quality of recruits.

After all, not every planet is a dead world like Fenris, and everyone who survives is a strong man.

In ordinary military recruitment, young people with potential are recruited first and undergo brutal training. Only a handful of those who stand out are allowed to use gene seeds.

This ratio is extremely low! It’s even terrifyingly low. It could be hundreds of thousands or millions to choose one.

And the vast majority of people who are not allowed to use gene seeds can form an elite mortal auxiliary army.

They are well-equipped, with extremely high combat capabilities and tactical literacy. They are also an indispensable military force, and they are even the main force on many battlefields.

The Five Hundred Worlds of Ultramar are prosperous, the personnel are generally well-educated, and the overall quality is extremely high. It is a very high-quality recruiting world.

But excellent talents are rare everywhere.

Guilliman can allow the Eleventh Legion to recruit troops from any planet in the five hundred worlds of Ultramar. This is indeed a great gift.

This means that he promised Lin En to recruit tens of billions of outstanding young people, and even needed one or two planets as training and selection bases.

Lin En was overjoyed and laughed and said: "I'm so sorry, come on, I will give you this battle ax as a return gift."

As he said that, he reached out and handed over the giant ax in his hand.

Guilliman looked at the ferocious-looking giant ax that was still stained with blood and still wrapped with rich evil energy.

Just taking a look at it, the heart-shaking sound of war drums seems to be ringing in the ears, making people excited and eager to grab it and go to the battlefield.

His heart beat violently, and the wound that had just stopped bleeding began to bleed again. Guilliman hurriedly took two steps back, thinking to himself,

This is obviously the one that Angron slashed him with just now, and the wound hasn't recovered yet! Is there such a gift?

After taking two breaths, he slowly said:

"Are you sure? Although I don't have psychic talent, I can still feel the extremely powerful spiritual power from this battle ax. If I read correctly, this is the battle ax that beheaded Angron and defeated the evil god.

Bar?"

"This legendary weapon is a sacred object that needs to be enshrined in any legion!"

"Holy object?"

The tomahawk in Linn's hand retracted with a whoosh!

Looking carefully at the giant ax in his hand, there was a clear trace of blood on the ax blade!

From the evil god?

Then this giant ax has decapitated the original body and wounded the evil god, so it should be considered an artifact, right?

Lin En "calmly" hid the battle ax behind his back, with half of the ax body exposed hidden from sight. He laughed loudly and said: "I know you like to use swords. Don't worry, I will give you a good sword when I get it."

for you!"

"I think the one the evil god had just now is good. Just wait patiently. When I kill her, I will give the sword to you."

The corners of Guilliman's eyes twitched, and he really didn't know whether he should look forward to it or not.

He had extensive knowledge, and from the various characteristics of the evil god, he had already associated her identity as one of the four legendary gods of subspace, the god of blood and war, Khorne.

Representing endless anger and cruelty, he is the most aggressive god.

And the sword in her hand is called the World-Destroying Sword. Legend has it that one blow can destroy an entire legion.

I don’t know if I can wait for that sword alive!

Moreover, Guilliman glanced at the battle ax behind Linn, and couldn't help but wonder in his heart, even if Linn defeated the evil god one day and obtained the World-Destroying Sword, would he really be willing to give it to him?


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