Chapter 125 125, Sanguinius?

Chapter 125 125, Sanguinius. Sauce?

"You are here to help me, what is this place, where are we?"

Sanguinius seemed to have endless questions.

"Archangel, spread your wings, while the sun is shining, we don't have much time."

Sanguinius spread his wings and followed the fireflies into the blue sky. Hearing this, he couldn't help but look up at the sky. He saw the golden sun hanging high in the sky, with no clouds in the sky. It was a very sunny afternoon.

"What does this mean?"

He asked in confusion.

"The sun may set at any time. Without the shelter of the sun, we can't return to the real universe in the dark."

"Isn't this the real universe?" Sanguinius looked at his body, everything was real, he couldn't believe that he was still just a wandering ghost.

"This is not the world we are familiar with. This is the gap between illusion and reality. We are traveling in the gap, but please rest assured. I come with a mission and swear to lead you back to the real universe."

"Archangel, please go faster. We don't have much time."

In the faint firelight like a firefly, a message that even Sanguinius could not understand was once again transmitted.

He didn't understand why he had to find the passage back to the real universe in the sunlight, but he still chose to believe.

"What do I need to do?"

"You just need to follow me closely."

Sanguinius flapped his wings and flew towards the horizon following the firefly.

He could vaguely hear some voices, a man's voice urging him to leave quickly, urging him to return to the real universe and participate in the salvation of the human empire.

He agreed with the path that Sanguinius was taking. The voice was very familiar, mixed with majesty and pain.

But when the archangel wanted to listen carefully, he could not hear anything; it seemed that there was a mysterious force that disturbed the transmission of the sound.

"Child, can you hear that voice? He seems to be urging me too."

During the flight, Sanguinius could not help but ask, he wanted to ask if the other party could hear those intermittent voices like him.

"Many people are looking forward to your return. The galaxy is full of despair. Now the people of the empire need your salvation. But you must also be careful of the interference of darkness on you, because there are also many darknesses that do not want you to return from nothingness."

After hearing these words, Sanguinius nodded seriously.

They kept moving forward, the surrounding scenes kept changing, and the golden sunlight followed them like a shadow, illuminating the road ahead for them. Everything seemed to be going very smoothly.

But when they came to the edge of the world.

All the beautiful and peaceful scenes changed drastically in just a moment.

All the scenes were changing and becoming hideous, as if they had fallen from heaven to hell in an instant.

The mountains turned into crystal entities, and the crystal mountains kept rising until they penetrated the blue sky and pierced the stars, like a huge cage.

The lush green forests quickly decayed and turned into muddy and dirty swamps, gurgling and releasing vicious methane.

The bright world dimmed in an instant, and clouds of poisonous smoke gushed into the sky.

The cold river water boiled and rolled, bubbles of lava emerged, and hot magma flowed. The earth seemed to be torn apart in an instant, breaking into countless gullies and abysses. Blood flowed out of the cracks in the earth like springs, and brass-colored creations rose from the ground.

The herbivores running in the wilderness screamed excitedly at this moment. The goats stood up and stretched out their fat tongues. The pure and ignorant appearances all retreated, and their eyes were full of blasphemous desires.

The whole world withered in an instant.

The whirling dust gathered into a group of terrible storms.

"What's going on?"

Seeing these terrible things, Sanguinius asked somewhat helplessly.

In the darkened world, only the fireflies in front of him were burning brightly, and the fire became even brighter.

"Don't worry about it, Archangel, just keep going."

The fire became brighter and brighter, and a firm voice sounded,

"I swear to guide your course until you return to the real universe!"

From this firm voice, Sanguinius sensed a familiar emotion.

That was a determination to do whatever it took. Once upon a time, when his descendants sacrificed for him, the emotions that emerged were also full and hot.

"How can I let you, an innocent person, sacrifice yourself for me?" The Archangel's eyes were filled with sadness. He stopped where he was, plucked a feather from his huge wing, and handed it over.

"It seems that I can't leave here, child. Take this out, it's my last hope."

"But."

The firefly-like fire wanted to say something else, his tone was anxious, and behind them, the terrifying dark shadow enveloped them.

The repeated blasphemous whispers also became louder and louder in the ears of the two people.

——"Come back, Varo!"

Suddenly, a magnificent voice penetrated the repeated whispers and echoed clearly.

At the same time, more than a million flames lit up like stars in this world.

Puff——

In each ball of fire, a huge eyeball protruded, scanning everything in this world unscrupulously.

The red flames rose up, burning everything around them red, dispelling the darkness that surrounded the two people.

Countless huge wheels overlapping each other, and the sacred creation of wheels within wheels, appeared in the flames.

In the pull of the flames, the firefly-like flame was pulled back to the wheel, and in the flames, an eye pupil was also opened.

Varo was on the wheel, looking at Sanguinius not far away.

He saw the other party's holy face with a smile, waving goodbye to him.

Yes, the archangel is not part of the wheel, he cannot get on the wheel, and cannot leave here by force.

"My Lord, it shouldn't be like this, this is not the original path." The pupil embedded in the wheel, Varo said unwillingly.

"Let it be, so far, it is not nothing -"

The huge creation of the rotating wheel responded.

Along with the voice, more than a million flame pupils that lit up the world like stars, now all returned to the flame wheel, and each eye, like Varo, had an independent will.

In the center of countless flame wheels, an extremely huge eyeball suddenly opened, and He first looked at the archangel not far away, and then took a deep look at the world.

The condensed spiritual power turned into a thick beam of light. In His sight, the crystal mountain collapsed, the poisonous swamp caught fire, the lava river was cut off, and the flesh and bones of the goat standing up melted. All the impurities were being purified quickly.

A crack was torn in the huge dark shadow behind the archangel.

After doing all this, the huge creation disappeared in the fire.

"Thank you for your hard work, Dukel and Varo."

Sanguinius whispered, then he turned around and looked at this already fragmented world.

The archangel passed through the torn gap of the dark shadow, and his wings passed through the land full of blasphemy and impurity.

He saw four terrible dark clouds, together covering the light of the golden sun.

He vibrated his wings and passed through the layers of dark clouds without fear.

Once again, bathed in the sun.

In the world covered by the golden sun, everything is still beautiful, green mountains and green waters, warm and comfortable.

The archangel saw that on the top of the mountains stood a majestic golden palace.

Sanguinius returned to the golden palace. He raised his head and looked directly at the golden sun.

"Father, I'm sorry. My choice has disappointed you again, but hope will never disappear because of my choice, right?"

The cold golden sun did not speak, but He just sprinkled warmer and more gentle sunlight.

Under the ground of Baal Prime, Dukel and Varo opened their eyes at the same time.

"My Lord, it's almost there, just a little bit." Varro recalled the lonely figure of the Archangel waving goodbye to him, his eyes slightly red, and he said unwillingly,

"I am still too weak. There is no need to activate the "insurance" for me. I was born for this. Whether I succeed or fail, I am willing to burn everything for this great cause."

"Don't blame yourself, you have done a good job." Duker patted his shoulder, "Sanguinius would not want innocent people to sacrifice for him."

Once Varro burns everything in that field, he will completely perish.

That is a million times more terrible than death, complete nothingness.

"Your Highness Duker, our Holy Father" Dante came over with sadness and asked almost choking.

The blood angels around him also bowed their heads at this moment, silently grieving.

The Primarch and the Navigator have returned, but the body of Sanguinius is still lying there, without any signs of waking up.

Doesn't that mean

"Your Highness, if even you can't save our Holy Father"

Dante's voice was dull, and great despair lingered in his heart. He had witnessed the other party's ability. If even the other party couldn't do it, then it would be nothing but a foolish dream for them.

But before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Dukel,

"This operation is not in vain, there is still hope."

Dukel took out a white and soft feather. This feather looked a little illusory. It was not an entity in the real universe. It was more than one meter long and thicker than the arm of a Space Marine.

The Primarch placed the feather on the body of Sanguinius.

Under his guidance, the feather slowly merged into the flesh and blood.

A strange light shone up. At this moment, the wound on the Archangel was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Everyone was nervously watching this miraculous scene, until the light became more and more dazzling, completely enveloping the body of the archangel and stinging their eyes.

Duke was the only one who could see through the light. As the light shone, his expression gradually changed from joy to a strange look.

Wow! --

The sound of wings flapping came from the shining light.

After hearing this faint sound, everyone except Duke was excited.

Until the light faded, revealing a figure shrouded by the light --

The awakened angel, with white wings spread out and long golden hair falling, showed the temperament of a demigod in just a moment of appearance;

So noble;

So pure;

So holy --

The angel with wings spread out returned to the world.

But

Why is this figure not as majestic as imagined?

He looked only a little over one meter tall, and from his face he should be less than five years old. His delicate and holy face made it difficult to tell his gender.

"Could he really be Sanguinius?" Dukel wondered in his heart.

Although all the Primarchs are undoubtedly male.

But in this abnormal universe, anything that happens is normal.

It's hard to guarantee -

"Swish -"

Just as Dukel was thinking this, the clothes on little Sanguinius, which were obviously not suitable for him at the moment, suddenly slipped off, revealing his legs

The Blood Angels present were stunned.

Even Guilliman couldn't help but look shocked.

"Fortunately, it's a boy."

Only Dukel thought so.

"Holy Father?!"

"Our father?!!!"

After a brief brain blank, the Blood Angels screamed at this moment.

They rushed forward and completely surrounded little Sanguinius in just a moment.

The Primarch's plan was successful, but not completely successful.

Although it was a little different from what they had imagined,

For some reason, the Blood Angels were even more excited than they had imagined after seeing little Sanguinius.

"How did Sanguinius become like this?" At this time, Guilliman came over and asked in a low voice.

"Do you remember Horus?" Duke asked back.

"Is this related to Horus?" The Regent was shocked.

"That's not the case." Duke explained, "A long time ago, Horus always thought that he was just an ordinary person, and at that time, he was really just a stronger mortal. Until our father found him, Horus understood his mission, and at that moment, he completed his growth from mortal to demigod."

"As Primarchs, our form in the physical universe is actually very idealistic."

"Just like these wrinkles, it's not because you are really old, it's just the manifestation of your fatigue." Duke pointed to the wrinkles on Guilliman's forehead and continued to explain.

In fact, in addition to these two examples, there is also Vulcan in the Son of the People.

But Dukel didn't plan to tell Guilliman about this for the time being. He felt that there was no need to make the Regent worry about it.

"Can he recover?"

Guilliman asked again, "Although he is in good condition, I still hope that our brother can truly return."

"Of course." Dukel said affirmatively, "This is only a small part of Sanguinius's soul essence"

"And it seems that it represents the childhood part? I don't know why the soul fragment he gave me is this part."

"But just take him with you and complete the other soul fragments."

After hearing these words, Guilliman nodded as if he understood.

Then a smile appeared on his face. No matter what, the resurrection of the Archangel has made great progress, and the day of return is not far away.

He was also happy for this in his heart.

Just as the two Primarchs were talking.

"Chuckles--" A crisp and cheerful laughter came from the encirclement of the Blood Angels.

Every Space Marine has reached the pinnacle in many mortal fields over the long years.

They are not only top soldiers, but also top chefs, painters, poets, craftsmen, etc.

At this moment, the Blood Angels present have all become top tailors.

They used the only cloth they had to make a gorgeous robe for little Sanguinius in a very short time - so that their little father would not be naked.

"Brother, brother -"

Suddenly, a childish voice sounded.

When Dukel and Guilliman heard the voice and looked over, what they saw was that little Sanguinius was sitting on top of Dante, pointing at them.

Maybe because he hadn't spoken for too long, the little angel's pronunciation was still a little difficult.

"Look, brother, he still remembers us!"

Guilliman said in surprise.

"Yeah."

Duke's face also showed a smile.