Chapter 41 Why Fight
The first meeting between Angron and Horus was filled with excitement.
When Angron said, "Do you want to duel with me?", Horus rushed over without hesitation.
"Well come."
After fighting in the gladiatorial arena for many years, fighting has long been Angron's instinct.
When Horus rushed over, he was not frightened at all, but showed excitement and excitement.
Both were perfect creations of the Emperor, blending the qualities of reality and the Warp.
Possessing incredible power.
They did not use weapons and only fought with fists and kicks.
His powerful body makes every punch he throws extremely terrifying, possessing brutal destructive power.
Angron was punched on the cheek, and the huge force knocked him away and fell heavily to the ground.
"It seems that you are a bit weak."
Horus looked at his fallen brother and smiled.
He desperately hoped that his father could see this scene.
That way, the father will definitely feel that he is the strongest one.
Angron spat out a mouthful of blood, got up from the ground, and twisted his neck several times.
"It's too early to say such a thing."
He became excited.
Horus's terrifying fighting prowess made him realize that this would be a hearty duel.
"Even if you stand up, you will just be knocked down by me again."
Horus strode forward and attacked again.
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His fist was powerful and heavy, making a sharp sound as it sliced through the air.
Angron took a step to the side to avoid Horus' fist.
Then he reached out and grabbed Horus's elbow, pulling him forward to make him lose his center of gravity.
"This trick is very ancient. I learned it from a dead gladiator. I hope you like it."
Angron took advantage of Horus's loss of focus.
He raised his right foot and kicked Horus on the abdomen with lightning speed.
Kick him away completely.
Angron rushed towards Horus who fell to the ground, jumped up, and smashed down with his huge fist.
"I have never tasted failure in the gladiatorial arena. No matter who my opponent is, I will win. You are strong, but the winner will still be me."
Horus rolled and dodged Angron's attack.
Get up, lower your body and rush towards Angron, knocking him away.
"Then you will know what failure feels like today."
The two of them fought together, fighting with fists and fists.
All means were used, and a draw was achieved.
No one can beat anyone.
"Okay."
A majestic voice sounded, interrupting the duel between the two.
The Emperor, shrouded in radiance, walked out of the corridor on one side.
Behind him were Waldo and a group of Imperial Guards wearing golden armor.
The powerful psychic power separated the two unconvinced people.
Angron and Horus still looked at each other after they were separated.
There was dissatisfaction and a desire to fight in his eyes.
If given the chance, they would definitely play again.
"You are brothers." The Emperor said: "You should be united and dedicated to the great cause of mankind."
The Emperor stepped between the two.
"Horus, this is Angron, your brother, Lord of Nuceria, an undefeated King of the Arena."
The Emperor pointed to Angron and introduced Horus.
Then he pointed at Horus and said to Angron: "Angron, this is Horus, the Lord of Corsonia."
"Both of you are woven from the same genetic thread, created to save humanity."
Horus held out his hand, acting sincerely.
"It's nice to meet you, Angron, we will be great brothers."
Angron smiled, stretched out his hand, and held each other tightly.
It seems that the two have put aside their past feud and recognized each other as their brothers.
It was through the competition in the handshake that everyone could see that the two of them were still dissatisfied with each other.
"Appropriate competition is a good thing."
A hoarse voice sounded.
Only then did Horus and Angron notice a raven standing on the Emperor's shoulder.
Confusion appeared in both of their minds at the same time.
Just now, none of them saw the raven.
Why did it appear suddenly? ?
"Nice to meet you, Bald He, King of Killers, let's go get some chips and ketchup."
The raven greeted the two primarchs.
After Angron's fate was changed, a third ball of light appeared in the misty space.
The fate of the Warhammer universe has changed by more than 30%.
The original protection measures that only selected people could see the raven were also lifted.
This protective measure is established in the foggy space to protect those weak and selected people.
To prevent their identities as travelers from the heavens from being revealed, they would be captured and dissected by the big guys.
If the Emperor is like this, protective measures are a bit redundant.
Even if he shouts to everyone that he is a time traveler, who can do anything to him.
Once the conditions for removal are met, Raven is released from protective measures. But his own forgetfulness is still there.
The unrecognized person can only remember everything related to him when he looks at him.
Once you look away, you will subconsciously forget.
"Who is this?"
Horus's eyes widened. He had met the Emperor many times, but this was the first time he saw this raven.
The Emperor said: "He is Mr. Raven, another leader of the Empire. In my absence, his words speak for my will."
The raven spread its wings, "Hurry up, kids, call me second daddy."
Emperor: "."
Waldo: "."
Horus and Angron's eyes widened.
Check out the 16-9 book bar and see the correct version!
Why is there an extra father out of nowhere?
"Liven up the atmosphere and continue chatting."
The raven felt something bad when he saw the emperor with a black streak on his head.
He flapped his wings hurriedly and flew onto Waldo's shoulder.
As the raven left sight, Horus and Angron subconsciously forgot everything about him.
"I have said these words to Horus before, and now, I still need to say them to you again."
The Emperor looked at Angron, "In the original plan, your mission was to lead the Twelve Legion to conquer the galaxy."
"But not long after you were born, you were stolen by the enemy and thrown into Nuceria."
"I am responsible for causing you to lose the galaxy, but it is definitely not my intention."
"It is still unclear what the enemy has left behind on you. It is extremely irresponsible to the empire and humanity to rashly let you lead the Twelve Legions according to the original plan."
"You can make a choice and hone yourself in the Expeditionary Force until you prove that you are still qualified to command the 12th Legion."
"Or give up the mission I gave you. In view of your great power, you still have to be placed under the supervision of the Empire. You will not be able to gain true freedom until the Great Crusade is over and the Human Empire is completely consolidated."
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Horus looked at Angron, showing a hint of expectation.
This mission is too heavy, Angron, just give up.
Return to Nuceria and reunite with your brothers and sisters.
Let me undertake this mission alone.
And enjoy all the love from my father alone.
Angron was silent for a moment, recalling the terrible past in Nuceria.
On the way here, he learned that there were still many worlds in the galaxy where humans were suffering.
Every time he thought about this, his heart felt extremely painful and full of anger.
Desire to do something and change the status quo.
"Why are we fighting?" Angron asked the question he was most concerned about.
"Of course it's for the delicious French fries and ketchup." Raven interjected, "How can a world that can't even enjoy delicious French fries and ketchup be called a happy world?"
The Emperor smiled and said: "For the sake of humanity's manifest destiny to rule the galaxy, for the sake of restoring the glory of mankind, and for everyone to enjoy delicious French fries and ketchup."
Waldo's mouth twitched slightly on the side.
The thing I was most worried about happened.
The Emperor has fallen to the devilish whispers of the Raven.
How long will it be until the armies of the Empire scream for delicious chips and ketchup? ?
Angron nodded and made a decision that disappointed Horus.
"I am willing to endure hardship until I gain my father's approval."
After the meeting, Angron was arranged to study with Horus.
As soon as the emperor left, the two original bodies, who refused to admit defeat, made an appointment to go to the duel field to continue the duel.
The warriors of the Twelve Legions learned that their Primarch had returned, and they swarmed over.
Not to be outdone, the men of the Sixteenth Legion also went to the duel to cheer for their original body.
There is no doubt that what was supposed to be a duel between the two primarchs eventually turned into a melee between the two legions.
"For Angron, for the Emperor."
The newly minted Kahn punched Abaddon in the face, then pushed him to the ground and beat him.
"For Horus, for the Emperor."
Abaddon, who had made a comeback, grabbed Kahn's head and smashed the wall of the duel arena with a clang.
The melee ended with the intervention of the Imperial Guard and law enforcement forces.
The legion members who participated in the melee were punished and sent to a small dark room to face the wall and reflect on their mistakes.
But no one regretted it. Instead, it was used as a record to show off in front of their companions.
Instead of gloating over the misfortune, the other legions were jealous.
Their anticipation for the Primarch's return has never been greater.
This is especially true for the First Legion.
They were the first Legion to be created, but their Primarch was not the first to return.
The Emperor learned of the melee between the two legions and did not pay much attention.
Just because of this, his attention was attracted by more important things.
Malcador sent a quantum induction array communication tower improved by the Martian Mechanicus.
Hyperspace communication that does not rely on subspace has become a reality.
PS:
Angron, Karn, and the female captain who did not appear.
I can't find a picture without nails, sorry.
As always, keep reading, brothers.
Turning to the last page every day is the greatest support.
(End of chapter)