Chapter 121 121, Mephiston: "Dante, Why Don't We Go Back?"

Chapter 121 121, Mephiston: "Dante, why don't we go back."

"Be careful!"

"Protect the Primarch!"

The hook blade at the tip of the long whip was so fast, like a venomous snake that bit quickly, and it came behind the Primarch before these sounds fell.

But Dukel's reaction was more acute. He quickly dodged the potentially fatal blow and saw the existence that dared to attack at this time.

"In just a few years, you have learned to sneak attack like a mouse?"

He sneered, but what responded to him was a more violent attack. The long whip swung wildly, and at this moment it was like a dense fishhook thrown by a fisherman, densely biting him.

Facing the dense whip shadows, Dukel no longer dodged, but punched continuously with both fists, each punch accurately hitting the trajectory of the long whip, the huge force collided with each other, and the continuous explosions made the mortal soldiers present couldn't help but cover their ears.

Buzz!

After a long time of attack, the blood-red whip body, like a thick steel cable, instantly tightened and retracted, and all the whip shadows in the sky disappeared; the slender steel cable connected the distant distance, and at the other end of the long whip, there was a red figure as sturdy as a hill.

"Dukeer, your strength has indeed weakened. This time, you will definitely lose!"

With a curved horn on his head, a monkey-like face, and wide bat wings angrily spread out, Kabanha, bathed in the blessing of the blood god, slowly walked out of the ruins of the mountain.

Its eyes were filled with rage and hatred, and its left hand held one end of the blood-red whip, and its right hand was a huge battle axe.

"Am I weaker?"

Dukeer stood in place, and with the heavy rain falling, the huge cracks caused by his previous attack began to have the sound of liquid flowing. The width of these cracks in the broken earth was more than 100 meters, like huge canyons.

"Using such power in the physical universe cannot be without cost. Your weapon has been broken. You will no longer be able to resist with your bare hands!"

"Duker!"

Kabanha's roar echoed slowly, containing endless rage. It was severely injured after being knocked away by the Primarch, which forced the Khorne Demon to lie dormant temporarily.

"I have been watching you for a long time. You are now at your weakest, even weaker than when you just woke up."

Kabanha stared at the Primarch with angry eyes, but no matter what, his challenge was a sneak attack and taking advantage of others. As a Khorne Demon, he felt a little disgusted with his behavior.

But strangely, after launching this attack, the Blood God not only did not reduce his anger, but gave him more blessings.

- Is it that in the eyes of the Blood God, daring to challenge Duker is enough to make Him happy? Is it that in the eyes of the Blood God, he is so weak? !

"I will use your blood to wash away the humiliation. Offer your head to the brass throne!"

Swoosh!

The blood-red whip shadow attacked again. The long whip and the giant axe were the weapons that the Khorne demons were good at. Ten thousand years ago, Kabanha used the long whip to kill more than 500 Holy Blood Angels in a short period of time.

At the moment when the long whip broke through the air, Dukel did not collide with it this time. Instead, he opened his palm and grasped the long whip directly in his hand with the huge power glove.

With a strong swing of his arm, an unimaginable force suddenly erupted. Kabanha, who was holding the other end of the long whip, was thrown into the air with a huge and majestic body like a hill.

Under the pull of the huge force, the Khorne Demon could not control his figure, and could only let the distance between himself and the Primarch shorten rapidly.

Dukor looked at Kabanha, who was flying towards him with the long whip, and clenched his right fist like a longbow, and suddenly gathered strength.

"Bang!"

Kabanha, whose eye sockets were hit directly by the heavy punch, paused in mid-air for a moment, and then flew out like a cannonball.

Dukor followed closely, and Kabanha waved his bat wings in mid-air to relieve the impact on himself, but was pulled by the Primarch in mid-air. With a "click", the huge bat wings were directly broken, revealing the eerie white bones.

"Boom!——"

The demon fell like a meteorite, and a huge depression appeared on the ground again. When Kabanha showed his figure again in the turbulent smoke and dust, its demon body was already broken; the blasphemous demon blood surged out like a spring, and a pool of blood accumulated in a very short time.

"That's it? Can you still stand up?"

Dukel was not good at speaking, and he had no intention of mocking it.

"I am indeed a little weak, but that doesn't mean you have become stronger, Kabanha."

He looked down at the dying demon and calmly expressed his true thoughts.

"Puff!——"

Kabanha did not respond, but spurted a lot of blood from his mouth again.

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At the same time, Dante, who set out from Baal, also landed in Baal I in a fighter plane.

Accompanying him was Mephiston, the current chief think tank of the Blood Angels.

"Dante, I understand your desire to save the Holy Father, and I am equally anxious. But we did not inform them in advance. Would it be a bit rude to come here rashly just after the war?"

Mephiston asked with some concern. Even though he was the one who defeated the Black Rage, a powerful warrior and psychic among the Blood Angels, he was still a mortal, with a huge difference in status from the demigods.

In the ten thousand years since the Empire fell into the Dark Ages, the stories of the Primarchs had long become legends. They could not know the true faces of the great demigods.

Therefore, he acted very cautiously, fearing that their reckless behavior would cause the other party to be angry.

"It shouldn't be." Dante actually had the same concerns in his heart, but he still analyzed calmly,

"The other party crossed countless distances just to protect the remains of our Holy Father. He is so kind and responsible, he should not be a tyrannical person."

"Besides, I have heard from His Royal Highness the Regent that the Lord of the Second Legion is a thinker, even among demigods, he is a scholar."

"The weapons against Tyron and the technology to save the Holy Father are the results of his research. How could a knowledgeable wise man be easily angry because of our recklessness?"

Dante's words are reasonable.

"I hope so."

Mephiston was secretly relieved.

But at this moment,

"Duke!——"

An angry roar suddenly resounded throughout the world.

Dante and Mephiston, who were sitting in the fighter plane, were suddenly startled after hearing the voice. They were very familiar with this voice. In just a moment, they recognized that it was the Khorne Demon, Kabanha, who had been hunting the Blood Angels for thousands of years!

"What's going on? Did the Primarch fight with the Demon?!"

Dante said angrily. Dukor was the only hope for Sanguinius's resurrection, and there must be no mistakes.

He also discovered at this time that the current Baweiyi was completely different from what he remembered. The continental plates were broken, and countless huge canyons were crisscrossed, almost tearing the entire continent into countless pieces.

"What happened here?" Dante muttered in shock.

At this moment, the pilot of the fighter plane also tracked the source through the sound after some operation, and the holographic projection was spread out in front of the two.

That was the battlefield between the Primarch and the Demon.

On the battlefield, which was also full of cracks, beside the pool filled with blood,

"Hahahaha!——"

A tall and majestic black-haired young man wearing power armor was grinning,

He lifted the huge Kabanha above his head. No matter how the big demon struggled and cursed, it was useless.

In the horrified eyes of Dante and Mephiston.

"Crack!——"

Kabanha's majestic and huge body was torn apart in an instant!

Then the remains that were split in two were thrown on the battlefield like garbage, and the splashed demon blood caused a big blood rain in the video.

"But Dante, this is His Highness Dukel?!"

"Yeah, I think so."

"How about that." Mephiston's lips trembled slightly,

"Shall we go back?"

It was hard for him to imagine what would happen if he really angered the other party.

Dante was silent, after a period that made Mephiston feel very tormented, but in fact it only took a few seconds.

"I can't leave."

He heard Dante say so.

Mephiston was startled and turned back suddenly, only to see that in the holographic projection, the Primarch, who was still standing in the blood rain, was looking up through the projection and looking directly at him.

There was still a grim smile on his face.

"!!!"

Soon,

Mephiston and Dante, who were still shocked on their faces, came to the Primarch after passing through the layers of interrogation by the Psychic Guard.

When they really came to the Primarch, the uneasiness and worries in their hearts disappeared in an instant.

Corresponding to this, there was a burning heat that rose unconsciously in their chests, which was the flame of fighting spirit and courage.

An atmosphere that was unimaginable to mortals enveloped everything around. Under the cover of this atmosphere, all warriors naturally had an unyielding heart to face the powerful enemy.

And when they saw this majestic figure with their own eyes, all fear and anxiety were not allowed to exist. Even the most cowardly scavengers in the lower nest would muster the courage to fight the enemies of the empire.

——This prince, his heart is like a flame.

This was the first impression of Dante and Mephiston when they saw the original body.

"Your Highness, have you really developed a great creation that can save our Holy Father?"

After the uneasiness in his heart was dispelled, Dante became much calmer. He asked the question he wanted to know most directly, with hope in his eyes, hoping to get the answer he wanted from the other party.

And the Primarch did not blame them for their recklessness as they imagined, and answered their questions seriously.

"It is true." Dukel said rigorously, "Although Sanguinius' soul is broken, it is not completely dead. As long as we can find some of his soul fragments, it will be enough to wake him up again and return to the physical universe."

"But frankly speaking, even so, the probability of successfully waking him up is not high in my calculations."

"Excuse me, what is the probability of success?" Mephiston, the calm chief think tank, asked anxiously at this moment.

"22.2%"

After hearing the Primarch's answer, Dante and Mephiston did not show disappointment on their faces. On the contrary, they looked at each other and could see the irrepressible ecstasy in each other's eyes.

This probability has greatly exceeded their expectations.

As long as they can save Sanguinius, even if it is only a 1% chance, it is enough to make them excited.

"Your Highness, please follow me back to Baal!"

"Don't worry, the war is not over yet. I need to gather the team to completely solve the threat of Leviathan." Dukel replied in a deep voice. At the same time, the Slayer handed him two brand new Blades of Pain.

"But Your Highness, the war is over, and the tendrils of Leviathan have retreated."

"It's not enough to just retreat, kid." Dukel took the Blade of Pain from the Slayer's hand, put it away and continued, "Bugs should stay in dark and deserted corners, instead of showing their tentacles to disgust people. I will drive these bugs back to where they should be!"

"Your Highness, I understand." Dante looked solemn.

"Please take a rest for a while. The current war situation is not worth your risk. We will implement your will and drive these bugs back to where they should be!"

The head of the Blood Angels said solemnly.

Even if Dukel could not save Sanguinius, he would still make such a choice. For the empire now sinking into darkness, every Primarch is the most precious treasure, not only because of their god-like power and wisdom, but also because they represent hope.

In Dante's view, the war of chasing the Zerg is not worth the Primarch taking even a little risk.

"Rest?" Duke laughed dumbly, and he patted Dante on the shoulder,

"Child, you should rest. I never get tired."

At this time, the expeditionary corps once again made all preparations before departure.

After seeing that they could not persuade the Primarch to change his will, Dante and Mephiston looked at each other and made a decision,

"Then let us fight side by side with you!"

They said together.

Duke naturally agreed to this.

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Chasing the Zerg is not an easy task. Although they cannot travel through the subspace, they can travel at superluminal speeds in space that violate the laws of the physical universe.

During the movement of the Zerg, even light cannot capture their exact trajectory, and can only be predicted by their movement route.

However, this pursuit was not that troublesome.

The orc army led by Bonebreaker Saraka had long been on the outskirts of the Baal galaxy. Before Leviathan entered Baal, these orcs had roughly grabbed its tendrils and firmly restrained most of the main forces of the Zerg.

The expeditionary fleet broke through the barrier of the real universe and entered the subspace for a short-distance voyage.

Duker was sitting in his office, observing the situation of the orc battlefield through the soul essence representing "Dugo".