Warhammer: The Beginning is the Crisis of Annihilation Chapter :

Chapter 131 The Arrogant Guilliman (Subscribe)

  In an instant, Guilliman's mind was filled with countless thoughts, and various scenes flashed quickly.

  Every screen clip showed him a bright future.

   In front of those who are about to obtain those unworldly feats.

  The tiny victory in front of me is not worth mentioning at all.

  He will have hundreds of huge structures like the Colossi of God's Retribution.

  Commanding an unprecedented majestic army.

   Complete the Indomitable Crusade with ease.

  Put the banner of victory in every corner of the galaxy.

  His sculptures stand in every world.

  Everyone is talking about his achievements.

  The fighters love him so deeply.

  It will be the highest praise for each of them to die for the great Lord of Ultramar.

   Countless world galaxies and even star regions liberated by him were renamed after him.

  The self-proclaimed noble ancient Eldar became his vassal, relying on human beings to survive in the universe.

   Many noble Eldar even became his servants.

  Even the leader of the Death Army, Evelyn, is the same.

   The invincible Necrons are like wild dogs whose spines have been severed in front of human beings.

   There is no choice but to hide in Tibet in a panic.

  Even the Tyranids who devoured everything were destroyed like playthings in front of him.

  Even the Hive Will, which threatened the Chaos Gods, was in a state of panic, fleeing from the glory of the great Primarch.

  The mysterious and unpredictable subspace has become the back garden of human beings.

  Powerful, the chaotic gods who claim to last forever are hiding in Tibet like stray dogs, terrified all day long.

  The soldiers loved him so deeply that it was everyone's highest honor to die for him.

   Countless worlds, galaxies and even star regions liberated by him will be renamed after him.

  Sculptures celebrating Guilliman are found in every corner of the Empire.

   Even the golden throne of Terra will be waiting for him.

  Father's legacy will not be enough to reward the great and wise Primarch.

  At the end, Guilliman looked beyond the galaxy.

  Launch your own unparalleled legion, fight around, and get more stars.

   Even through the warp veil, set your sights on other universes.

  All things will yield under His feet.

  Whether it is the universe or the Creator, they will succumb to the feet of the real lord of mankind.

   Even immortal gods, even eternal beings, or indescribable ancient gods, still need to kneel down and swear allegiance to the Lord of Humanity.

  He will cross everything and achieve grand plans and great achievements that the world can't imagine.

  Anna smiled when she saw Guilliman's appearance.

   It doesn't look like her smile at all.

   It seems that there is a stronger will that has manipulated the woman's body, seeing Guilliman's appearance through her eyes.

   At the same time, there was a cry of excitement from the depths of the subspace.

  "My brother, you are so arrogant, trying to be above everything. It's a pity that you will never be able to do those things. From now on, you will become the plaything of the God of Pleasure, existing for his will."

  As the laughter in the subspace became more smug, the smile on Anna's face became brighter.

   But suddenly, the laughter in the subspace disappeared.

  The smile on Anna's face stagnated.

  Her eyes showed an incredible look.

  Guilliman reached out and took off the crown of glory, his eyes became clear.

   "Things are well done, but it's a pity that these things can't shake me. This is the result I will inevitably achieve, just like 1+1=2 is inevitable. What kind of temptation is this?"

  Guilliman guided the power in his body slightly, and a golden flame rose up, burning the wreath to ashes.

   "How is it possible!" Facing this scene, Anna showed disbelief on her face, and staggered back two steps, her eyes full of fear.

   "Demon?" The Great Mentor Wodaisi finally confirmed the confusion in his heart.

   The Planetary Governor of Vitria has been corrupted by the Warp.

  She became a demonic beacon, a beacon for those warp beings to enter the real universe.

  He walked up and grabbed each other.

  When the gray knight's blessed glove touched the opponent's body, a hissing sound followed.

  Anna, dressed in a luxurious robe, began to twist and deform.

   illusions that blind perception are dispelled,

  Anna's real look is revealed.

  The original noble and graceful appearance has disappeared.

  The appearance of that non-human is chilling.

   It was a hideous body covered with tentacles, scales, fangs and a tail.

  Guilliman stared at this disgusting chaotic thing, and a familiar whisper sounded in his mind.

   His neighing like the language of a snake, I only heard it during the battle of Thesala.

   "Fulgrim," said Guilliman, "you took the traitor's body?"

"Guilliman, I haven't seen you in ten thousand years. You are becoming more and more eloquent." Anna stuck out her long tongue and made a hissing sound, "These mortal bodies can be easily seduced, as long as they have desires and pursuits in their hearts. , you can easily trick them and become puppet playthings at your fingertips."

   "However, I am surprised that you can get rid of the vanity brought by the crown of vanity."

  Guilliman said blankly, "Nothing is impossible, your vision is too low, and you have no way to think at the level of a top person like me."

"Your temptation is like a farmer fantasizing about giving the emperor a golden **** to drive him crazy with greed. Ten thousand years have passed, and your imagination is unbelievably barren. Learn from Angron Let's go."

   "No! You were just a fluke." Fulgrim shouted through Anna's body. Guilliman's arrogant attitude made him very unhappy, how dare a defeated man be so arrogant.

   also ridiculed that his imagination is not as good as Angron's!

   It would be too humiliating for him.

"This is just a small part of my countless plans. Unless you never enjoy the joy of victory, you will be eroded one day. I have countless hours to wait and plan. I am immortal , and you are only a mortal after all."

"To be honest, I suggest you take the initiative. Otherwise, when I am strong enough to enter the subspace, I will definitely go to your Fulgrim." Guilliman said with a smile, "I will cut off your head , step on your headless corpse, let the artist carve out this scene, and display it on Terra and your home planet - Chemos, then everyone will appreciate my perfect fighting posture and your embarrassment and ugliness ."

"As for your so-called erosion of glory, it is so ridiculous in my eyes. I am the most perfect existence of the empire, the next master of mankind. The scenes I have constructed are nothing but things that are bound to happen. What an honor."

   "Only an incompetent person like you, a small character who longs for attention, will care about any glory to whitewash his incompetence. The real strong will only give glory to others."

  Fulgrim was taken aback by what Guilliman said.

  What an arrogant statement.

   dare to claim that he is the most perfect existence.

   Describe yourself as a minor character.

   "What qualifications do you have to say that you are the most perfect." Fulgrim made an angry accusation.

   "Because I am the only Primarch, I am the wisest, most perfect, and most outstanding Primarch of the Emperor," said Guilliman with a smile on his face.

   "Don't forget what happened in the battle of Thesara. You were almost killed. Guilliman, you are the one who is really incompetent."

  Fulgrim's voice came out of Anna's mouth.

   Taunting Guilliman with things that happened 10,000 years ago.

  Guilliman didn't care about this, he smiled, "I have deleted and re-edited that historical record."

"I can tell you how the new history records the battle of Thesara. The despicable and shameless Fulgrim was knocked to the ground by Guilliman and was about to be executed. Fulgrim wept bitterly to Guilliman begged for mercy, declaring that he was bewitched by the Chaos Gods, jealous of Guilliman's perfection and nobility, and committed the heinous crime."

"Guilliman has a kind heart. He heard his former brother crying and begging in every possible way. His anger disappeared and his heart softened. But he didn't realize that the other party was cheating. He took advantage of Guilliman's bending over to help him. He stabbed Guilliman with a sword, and then fled in a panic."

"Well, the new historical records are still close to the historical facts. I am the most perfect and outstanding Primarch of the Empire, and you, Fulgrim, are just a villain who is jealous of my perfection. Hunt down."

   Guilliman looked at Fulgrim with a half-smile, and said calmly.

  Fulgrim looked into Anna's eyes, showing a hint of shock.

   Can you still play like this? ?

  So blatantly distorting the facts, glorifying oneself and belittling others? ?

   "No one will believe you," said Fulgrim.

"Who will believe me, I am the Primarch of the Empire, the most perfect parent-child of the Emperor, and the most strategic existence in the universe. The Empire is under my control, and I can do whatever I want. What I want, it is history The truth, who would object?"

  Guilliman looked at Fulgrim, "Look at you, you have put in all your effort, and in the end you are neither human nor ghost, but I have become the most orthodox ruler of the empire, monopolizing the power of the galaxy."

   Fulgrim wanted to ridicule Guilliman, but was trembling with anger at Guilliman's few words.

   "You have been asleep for ten thousand years, you are already so arrogant, Guilliman, just wait, I will go find you, and then the entire empire will see your true colors." Fulgrim said.

"It's up to you, let's rest." Guilliman said sarcastically, "You are no longer worthy of confronting me. The only existence that can confront me is your master. This is a duel between master and master. You are just a slave, what right do you have to intervene??"

   "You are courting death!" Fulgrim growled, a guy who was defeated by himself and fell asleep for thousands of years, what qualifications does he have to call himself a slave.

"Yes, I'm looking for death, but unfortunately, you can't kill me. Stay in your lair and wait for me to kill you, Fulgrim. I will call the best sculpture craftsmen in the empire, Create a sculpture of you being killed by me on your home planet Chemos, and then publicize my achievements, your despicableness."

   "I will also put up big-character posters to spread the word to the entire subspace and the real universe. At that time, I will put the identity of a despicable, shameless, cowardly and incompetent clown on you, so that you will never be able to cleanse yourself."

  Guilliman pulled out the Emperor's Sword and smiled mockingly.

  Being more friendly and irritating, Guilliman, as the emperor of the keyboard, can be weaker than Fulgrim, the scumbag original body.

   Fulgrim is only bringing on himself the humiliation.

   I've tried my best.

   It's still the fifth watch.

   Subscriptions have dropped to two hundred.

   The more I look at it, the more my heart gets stuck

  (end of this chapter)