The face of the Ascension Primarch was first surprised, then shocked, and then shook. Magnus saw the figure full of countless traces and light, and the Demon Primarch couldn't help but take two steps back.

Surrounded by countless imperial guards, the emperor's glory spreads throughout the sky.

The machines roared, the flag was high, and the sacred power belonging to the emperor enveloped the entire battlefield. The golden fighter jets dived across the entire battlefield. The traitors fell one after another. The tall imperial guards were full of strength. The red-word warriors only faced one-sided massacre.

There are also the Silent Nuns, the natural nemesis of these Thousand Son Wizards. With their existence, Thousand Sons' spells can no longer play any role. The spells disappear invisibly before they touch the nuns.

The imperial guards rushed into the crowd of red warriors like yellow lightning. Each of their attacks was like an ancient war god coming back to the world, harvesting the heads of the rebel legion to their heart's content.

Only the Emperor reached out and signaled everyone to get out of the way. The Lord of Humanity's face was cold and angered: "Magnus?"

At this time, the Red Son is no longer what the emperor remembers.

In the memory of the emperor, when he saw Magnus for the last time, the 15th Legion's original body was wearing golden skill armor, holding a long sword, wearing down and dazzling patterns. He always looked at himself with a look of knowledge, like a studious child.

Magnus' stupid behavior messed up everything. If it weren't for him, I would have completed the Tao, and the Imperial Guard would not have fought the demons in the Tao for ten thousand years, from ten thousand to one thousand.

If it weren't for him, he wouldn't have been weak when fighting Horus, so he was seriously injured when he couldn't make up his mind and finally sat on the Golden Throne for ten thousand years.

"Father? The Emperor? The God of Rotten Corpse squatting on the Golden Throne?" Shockingly, Magnus only shook his mind for a moment, and then even more anger erupted: "You are alive? After doing so many stupid things, you are alive? Why didn't you be stabbed to death by Horus?"

Magnus' mouth uttered vicious words, and every word of his turned into crystals and fell on the ground of the moon.

The crazy words of the Demon Primarch aroused the anger of all human troops on the entire battlefield. Many imperial guards stared at the Demon Primarch with hatred. As long as the emperor ordered, the imperial guards would rush in and tear Magnus to pieces.

However, among all the imperial guards, the nuns of Silence, the Space Marines, the mechanical apologists, and the Fearless Mechas saw the emperor raise his hands and signal everyone not to cause trouble for Magnus for the time being, and to solve Magnus' army first.

"He is five meters tall, with big horns, and wings on his back. Well, there is also powerful witchcraft, a demon world, this is the reward for traitors." The emperor's face was like Xuanbing in Wanzai. He could not see how much anger was, but he was filled with anger and sighing: "But even traitors can't help you. Look at your children, what are they left."

The 13th Legion's Primarch Robbault Kiriman was fighting on the front line. Wherever his giant sword passed, one empty helmet after another fell on the surface of the moon, floating lazily. Apart from the broken power armor, the red warriors had nothing left, and the armor was empty.

Embracing chaos brings mutation. The corruption of chaos completely distorted the souls and bodies of the former Thousand Son Space Marines. In order to save this mutation, Aliman, the number one wizard under Magnus, controlled the pollution of chaos through the "red letter", but most of the Chaos Space Marines also became empty shells - the body turned into dust, and the soul was imprisoned in armor forever, becoming a puppet.

Magnus raised his sword rod, and the eyes of the Ascension Primarch were filled with an incompetent fury. One of his blind eyes seemed to be burning with hatred, and the other eye was staring at the calm emperor. He felt his blood rushing to his head. His voice was fast and anxious, and he vomited continuously like a thunderbolt gun: "Why can you be so calm? Tell me, father? Why can you be so calm? You put my children on the verge of destruction, and you declared the fact that we are rebellious with your own hands!"

"What do you want me to do? What can I do? Do I sit and watch my legion mutate and disappear? Or are they all arrested as a traitor?"

The emperor held the giant sword burning with flames in his hand, and he shook his head coldly: "Your stupidity has created your ending, Magnus."

"No! It's not my stupidity, it's your stupidity!" Magnus retorted the Emperor's words loudly. The Demon Primrose looked like a hysterical rabies: "I admit that my immature messaging destroyed your plan, but I'm also thinking about you. What about you? The great God Emperor? The Lord of Humanity? Forget it if you didn't listen to my warnings, look at what you did?!"

"You asked your wolf dog to come to my planet to catch me. Yes, I was indeed wrong. I admit my mistake. I turned off the defense system and transferred the fleet. I accepted your judgment. But you ask Ruth, ask his boys, what have they done?"

"Massacre! Completely slaughtered, Ruth and his army slaughtered my mother planet, slaughtered every thousand-son warrior I saw, and slaughtered every living thing they saw!"

"Why? Father, I ask you, why? I have obviously given up on resisting, I have obviously accepted your verdict, why do you still order Ruth to do this? Aren't we all your children? Why?!!!"

Hearing Magnus' accusation, Robbard Kiriman sighed, his face full of sadness, half of the former brothers rebelled, but most of them had their own difficulties.

Thinking of this in his heart, Kiriman's hand did not stop, and more than a dozen Chaos Space Marines were chopped into pieces by him.

Eliminate evil and no traitor will successfully retreat today.

"...Rus was deceived. Under the trick of the traitor, he was blinded. He thought you had completely fallen." The emperor's words were still cold. What disappointed Magnus was that the face of the Lord of Humanity was always lacking in regret. On the contrary, the emperor calmly looked at Magnus after he ascended to the devil: "Look at what you look like now, Magnus, do you think you are qualified to say this?"

The greater anger and madness surged in Magnus' heart. The demon primordial roared angrily, and his one-eyed eye cast endless hatred. The five-meter-tall demon primordial opened its wings, flew across the battlefield where it was fighting, and flew straight towards the emperor.

On the battlefield of the moon, the Thousand Sons are retreating. The human army with the Emperor and Kiriman is too luxurious. One by one, the traitors are broken by the chaotic blades and turned into residue.

Magnus seemed to ignore all this, and the demonic primordial had almost forgotten everything in his rage. He raised his sword rod to the supreme figure, and the scorching lava splashed from the Emperor's feet, and the flames of the sub-space covered the Emperor's tall body.

But the filthy energy could not hurt the Emperor at all. The Lord of Humanity only gently shattered all Magnus' efforts with one thought.

"Father! You owe me an answer, I need an explanation! Why? Why!!!!" Magnus rushed straight towards the emperor, and the wandering staff raised high to express his son's anger.

The figure of the giant beast drew the sky with a thunderous force. The blade staff of the Demon Originator was incredibly fast, and the whistling tip of the blade edge appeared in front of the emperor almost instantly.

The emperor retreated and calmly dodged the attack. The cold void only left a burst of witchcraft energy and sparks.

"Don't you want an explanation, Magnus?" The emperor finally raised his head, his brows frowned, holding his sword in his left hand, and clenched his right hand into a fist, without any emotional fluctuations in his tone: "Don't worry, this is for you."

The stars trembled, the earth trembled, the incompetent energy gathered in the emperor's right fist, and the colorful streamers were spreading around the emperor, and then gradually transformed into a huge golden power.

No one can describe the power of this punch, the dazzling white light, the emperor's iron fist cut across the void on the surface of the moon like a cannonball, and contained the power of thunder and lightning imprinted on Magnus' scarlet face.

The entire moon surface was shaken under the power of the Lord of Humanity.

"Boom!!!" Magnus's face was deeply sunk, and the demonic primordial was even beaten so hard that he could not make any screams. The red face rolled, forming waves, and two bloody front teeth flew out of his mouth.

"Ahhhhh! Ahhh!" The demonic primord was beaten to fly out and rolled several times on the desolate ground on the moon's surface, but the emperor did not give his betrayed son any room to breathe. His sword blade cut open Magnus' chest, and every blow of his iron fist left a fatal scar on Magnus' body.

"Oh! Ah!!" Only Magnus screamed in pain on the battlefield.

"Be smart." The emperor's sword pierced Magnus' chest.

"I'll fall." The emperor's iron fist hit Magnus' face again, and the nose of the demonic primordial was beaten crooked. The blood he had flowed out formed mushrooms with strange shapes on the desolate moon ground.

"I'm sorry." The emperor's psychic energy burned Magnus' soul, and the wailing sounds of the demonic primordial body were endless.

The demons and Chaos Space Marines on the battlefield have been completely wiped out, and everyone who left behind saw a unilateral beating, and Magnus had no power to fight back in front of his father.

Fist to the flesh, sword through the body, Magnus had no good place in his entire face, and the armor under his body was beaten to pieces by the emperor, and the anger from his father burned the entire surface of the moon and the hearts of all human armies.

This is the wrath of the Lord of Humanity, this is his anger towards Magnus.

The Demon Primrose was beaten by his father so that there was no good tooth in his mouth. The severe pain was unbearable even Magnus.

Finally, Magnus, who was beaten to the blood, lost his power of resistance. He wailed and fell to the distance. Taking advantage of this opportunity, the Demon Primrose barely distanced himself from his father. His face was covered in bruises and blood stasis, and two long nosebleeds were flowing from his crooked nose. The emperor did not pursue him anymore. On the contrary, the reborn father raised his fist.

His mood looked much better: "Magnus, do you have anything else to say?"

The Demon Primrose was surrounded by countless human armies. The Thousand Sons' wizards had already turned into dust under the rage of Kiriman. Now Magnus is isolated and helpless. The Demon Primrose suddenly smiled and he issued the most vicious curse at the Emperor: "Father, do you think you have won? My omnipotent father, don't you notice that an unprecedented huge fleet is coming here?"

What? Kiriman opened his eyes wide, but the Emperor signaled everyone to calm down. The Lord of Humanity nodded: "Yes, Magnus, are you still counting on someone to come and save you from the trap? Who are you counting on? Abaddon?"

After saying that, the emperor raised his hand.

Subspace, a giant subspace storm was launched under the mind of the Lord of Humanity. The entire chaotic interstellar fleet advancing towards the Holy Terra was instantly involved in Subspace storm, crushed and turned into smoke and dust.

The emperor's wrath burned the Milky Way.

"Now, no one is coming to save you." The Emperor raised his long sword burning with flames.

"You are the next one."

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On the top of the stars, golden light shining brightly. On a huge imperial warship, the Emperor and Kiriman were standing opposite each other. On one side of the cabin, the soul and energy of the Red Son Magnus were confined in a device, which consisted of unknown black matter and countless cables. It can be seen that the Demon Primarch was not willing to be his own failure, but he was powerless to do anything about his current situation.

Kaur, the great sage of the Mechanical God Cult, approached from behind: "My Majesty, the technology you brought back is stable enough and performs excellently in the specific use process. I think it is necessary to continue to develop."

The emperor nodded, and Kiriman seemed to have some illusion. He seemed to see his father laughing: "Father, what is this?"

"This is the instrument recorded by the ancient saint to seal the star god." The emperor replied casually: "At present, this is a very practical technology. Perhaps Kaul can be used more after improvement."

Kiriman didn't understand technology, but the Extreme Warrior's gene primordial was not entangled with this. He looked at Magnus's struggling with concern and continued to ask: "Can you really turn Magnus back to his original appearance?"

"Okay, we have completed this experiment in Angrand. Angrand... After he recovered, he seems to be living a very happy life with your brother... Fortunately, he still remembers that he is a warrior." The emperor's tone was filled with an unknown smell: "Believe me, Kiriman, one day, your brothers... As long as they are still alive, everyone will always be reunited."

"I look forward to that day, father." Kiriman's eyes were full of enthusiasm and hope: "So what should we do next?"

"You will become the regent of the Empire again, my son." The emperor glanced at Kiriman: "I will stay at Terra and continue to complete the great inventions that I failed to complete."

"Father, are you saying... "

"Well, from the technology of Ancient Saints, there are technologies for how to isolate the influence of subspaces to carry out road maintenance. It turns out that even after millions of years, Ancient Saints' technology is still ahead of us in many aspects. I will continue my unfinished plan, but it doesn't matter, Kiriman, if you have any questions, you can enter the Throne Hall to seek my help at any time. I will leave the palace to support you when necessary. I don't need to sit on the Golden Throne for a long time, especially with this guy."

Having said that, the Emperor and Kiriman both looked at Magnus who were locked up. The great sage Kaur, who stood behind them, suddenly felt that their previous gazes were not of good intention.

"The most urgent task is to send Magnus there to purify your brother."

"After everything is done, are you interested in going with me? Kiriman?"

"Of course, my father."

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