Chapter 84 84, Guilliman Fell.

When the expedition fleet reunited with the Regent, Gray, the leader of the Ultramarines, who had pledged his allegiance to Dukel, finally got his wish and met his genetic father.

But this was not worth rejoicing, after all, the purpose of his trip was to rescue the second Primarch who was trapped in the tricks of the gods.

Gray would remember for the rest of his life the scene when Dukel, after realizing the tricks of the gods, personally smashed the majestic City of Light just to send them to death.

But even so, when he boarded the Glory of Macragge and saw the majestic blue giant with his own eyes, most of the clouds of sorrow in his heart were immediately cleared.

The genes in Gray's body clearly told him that it was the Holy Primarch, his genetic father.

In the subsequent interactions, he was also impressed by Guilliman's charm, and felt deeply that what His Highness Dukel said was true - his father was indeed as described, brave, tenacious and approachable, although sometimes he was a little old-fashioned, in his eyes, that was also a necessary quality for a commander.

And after seeing the regent with his own eyes, Political Commissar Cain was even more impressed by the differences between the Primarchs.

From Guilliman, Cain felt a kind of intimacy that he had never felt from Dukel. This feeling is difficult to describe. If you have to summarize it - Cain feels that it is an ordinary human nature.

In the eyes of the Political Commissar, Dukel is mysterious and powerful; but he is not like a human, but more like a worshipped god; just like the heart barrier that always surrounds him, there is always an invisible but clear gap between him and mortals.

Under the influence of the Primarch's personality, the legions under their command also show completely different styles.

Dukel never interfered in the affairs of mortals. Whether it was trivial and complicated government affairs or future plans, he let mortals handle them on their own. Only when necessary would he issue decisive instructions.

Guilliman was the exact opposite. He personally participated in the mortals and managed everything in an orderly manner. Before meeting him, Cain had a stereotype that all Primarchs were as serious as Dukel, and never thought that he could see a smile as refreshing as a politician on the face of the Primarch.

In Guilliman's office, a thick stack of government affairs would be presented almost every three minutes, and his desk was always piled up like a mountain. Cain even saw that while the Primarch was focusing on dozens of government affairs, he was also seriously exchanging tactical opinions with the commander around him.

These actions full of ordinary humanity made Cain feel very kind and had a sense of stability from the heart.

Until they found the dark world where Dukel was according to the guidance of the Eldar prophet.

When Cain and the Regent were thrown into the ground battlefield together and walked out of the landing ship.

He saw a huge snake-like creature slithering across the battlefield. The monster's body was strange and beautiful, and it had extremely terrifying power. Any Imperial army that tried to stop it, whether it was the Astra Militarum or the Astartes, was easily defeated by it.

At the same moment when this monster appeared.

Cain felt the rage from the inside out from the Regent. At that moment, the anger that surged from the calm appearance of the Primarch ignited the air around him.

"No way, His Majesty the Regent is steady and rational. It shouldn't be." A familiar feeling came to his mind, and Cain could only persuade himself in his heart.

But the next second, Guilliman took action with his endless anger.

At the moment when the Primarch took a step, the familiar atmosphere around him reached its peak. Cain almost instinctively jumped out and hugged Guilliman's thigh.

"Your Highness, don't do it!"

"You can't take risks yourself!"

"His Highness Dukel is still waiting for you."

He had said these lines countless times in the past, and Cain almost blurted them out at this moment.

But then, he was rudely pulled down by the Regent.

"Have you persuaded Dukel in the same way in the past?" Guilliman said angrily, "Then you should be glad that you didn't persuade Russ in this way, otherwise you would be eaten alive by him!"

After knocking Cain to the ground, the furious Regent rushed up!

"Guilliman! What are you doing!"

There was a loud shout from a distance, and even at an extremely long distance, everyone could hear it clearly. It was the voice of the second Primarch.

But Guilliman seemed to be deaf to the voice. He held the sword burning the Emperor's fire and charged on his own.

His mind kept recalling the harm these betrayers had done to the Empire and himself - the severe pain caused by the scars in his body was also constantly reminding him.

The hatred and anger in his heart reached its peak at this moment,

"Fulgrim, traitor, you have no way to escape!"

The speed of the Primarch was so fast that few Space Marines could see it clearly.

Cain shouted in panic behind him.

In the distance, Dukel's face also showed a rare panic.

Even Fulgrim, the Keeper of Secrets, and the Weaver of Fate, the three great demons, had a flash of panic in their eyes - the trap they left to stop Dukel was now about to be mistakenly entered by Guilliman.

Among the people present now, the only one who could be considered calm was

Guilliman himself -

The Primarch who launched the charge in anger, his mind was extremely clear and calm, constantly calculating various data in his mind and building a model of the enemy.

The distance between the two sides, the opponent's speed, the opponent's possible attack methods, the scene on the battlefield, the wind speed, the air humidity, the light intensity.

His brain analyzed dozens of data at the same time. In the battle, these models will continue to improve. Once he successfully established these models, the enemy in front of him will no longer be able to defeat him.

In Guilliman's eyes, the distance between him and Fulgrim was rapidly shortened.

But just as he was about to collide with the opponent, a huge amount of psychic energy suddenly exploded under his feet - it was the psychic spell left by the Fate Weaver in advance.

The huge impact instantly lifted the Primarch into the air, and the stinger released by the Keeper followed closely, and in a blink of an eye it was about to pierce into the body of the Regent.

The tempting aroma poured into the nasal cavity, and beautiful illusions appeared before his eyes. The scenes of reality and illusion kept switching in front of his eyes, and it was difficult to distinguish between true and false for a while.

Guilliman, who was in mid-air and unable to gain leverage, opened his jetpack at this critical moment. A scorching wave of air sprayed out, and he instantly adjusted his body in mid-air, using all his strength to chop off the poisonous sting.

But before he could feel proud of defeating the attack of the great demon,

Puff! ——

A cool touch, like a venomous snake, slashed across his neck.

The poison that was enough to kill the demigod invaded his body through the wound, and the incomparable pain exploded in the Regent's body instantly.

It turned out that Fulgrim had approached at some point and used the rapier coated with poison in his hand to give this fatal blow.

The Regent's body fell from mid-air.

Plop! ——

The majestic body of the demigod smashed a huge dent in the ground.

Guilliman fell.