Chapter 881 Do You Think I Lost?

"His smile is too ugly." Chagatai secretly complained about Perturabo on the ground, "He looks like a villain who has succeeded."

The brains of the Iron Hands, who were farther behind Chagatai, had stopped working. Their eyes were fixed on the flames in the air that kept dispersing and gathering. The same was true for Stunus. His mechanized brain was howling, and all the data and reason told him one thing.

Ferrus was in the air, and he was full of anger.

The ecstasy and uneasiness of seeing the father of the primarch hit Stunus' soul together, making him unable to say anything.

Would the current appearance of the Iron Hands satisfy his father? Was everything Fulgrim told him true? If it was true, wouldn't it prove that the Iron Hands were moving further and further away from the direction his father expected? Just like a damned traitor?

Stunus felt cold all over, and the micro reactor resting on the Superman's heart could not bring him any warmth. In a trance, he once again saw the scene of Ferrus smashing the Iron Hand emblem with a disgusted expression, and this scene made him feel suffocated.

The weepers on the side also noticed that Stunus was not right. At first, they thought that there was a problem with Stunus's mechanical transformation, but after inspection and scanning, they found that Stunus' discomfort was all due to the violent fluctuations of emotions.

"Why is he still not happy to see the father of the primarch?"

"Who knows."

While Stunus was thinking about it, Ferrus finally found a flaw in Perturabo's attack. Although Perturabo had also been a demon, he was obviously not as pure as Ferrus.

The scene of Fulgrim beheading Ferrus shocked all the Space Marines who witnessed this scene. To this day, they will describe the scene of the battle between gods in awe. Some are noticed, and some are ignored. The whereabouts of Ferrus's body became a mystery, and Fulgrim presented Ferrus's head to Horus. Later, Guilliman and Dorn retrieved Ferrus's head and handed it over to the Iron Hands for safekeeping.

The whereabouts of the head are clear, so what about Ferrus' body? Some ancient legends have written about the fate of Ferrus' body. The Dark Mechanicus agents obtained the remains of the demigod and began to prepare for more crazy and extreme scientific experiments.

The fate of the body is no longer important to Ferrus. His perception and understanding of the world can no longer be achieved through the body, but can only be perceived through the ripples of the wind of the warp. This is an ability that Perturabo does not have, and it is also a field that his technological equipment cannot reach.

Ferrus, who is as erratic as a candle flame, grasped the tiny gaps in the quiet wind, and countless flames flowed and gathered along these gaps.

From a distance, the quiet wind and the furious fire are cleverly intertwined, like a thick and long gun barrel covered with threads. The never-ending rumbling sound made Iverene, who was maintaining the barrier, nervous. The psychic confrontation between Perturabo and Ferrus was colliding violently and was about to reach the edge of explosion.

What will happen next?

Ivrene couldn't guess what would happen next. She looked at Lin Fan with some worry, and found that he and Taraxin didn't show any panic at all. Their relaxed state undoubtedly comforted Ivrene's mood. She retracted her gaze and gritted her teeth to pour more psychic energy into the crystal-like brilliant barrier.

Perturabo also realized that the situation was not good. The subspace power that his iron wings could guide was being crushed and fused bit by bit by Ferrus. No matter how he adjusted it, he couldn't change this result.

Damn it!

Perturabo was angry, but then he felt relieved. At least the data obtained from Ferrus could allow him to make more perfect adjustments to the iron wings.

But Ferrus would not consider Perturabo's ideas. He just wanted to hold this demon disguised as his brother in his hands and crush his head bit by bit.

The crackling sound of bones crushing and the sizzling sound of souls being burned by flames could make Ferrus's anger a little lower.

A violent explosion occurred in the next second, and colorful flames washed over all the places that were not protected by the barrier. Dorn connected the two shields together and blocked them in front of him. Chagatai naturally couldn't pull down his face to hide behind Dorn. He danced his scimitar and quickly cut off the flames that flowed like a snake. Although the two were not injured, they became particularly embarrassed because of the flames.

After the flames dissipated, Dorn looked like a lit candle, and his white hair burned slowly like a candle wick. Chagatai was even worse. The clean and neat way he cut off the flames formed a sharp contrast with the black and gray on his face.

Of course, Perturabo was even worse. The subspace energy disturbance during the explosion interfered with his control of the iron wings, and the whole person slammed towards the ground, while Ferrus condensed into a human form again, riding on Perturabo's body and smashing Perturabo's armor with his fists.

Countless parts splashed down from the air, and blood and engine oil flowed out from Perturabo's armor. The external equipment and servos were screaming on the verge of collapse, but Perturabo did not feel that he had lost.

He just didn't like close combat, but that didn't mean he was not good at it.

A hammer appeared in Perturabo's hand, with spikes made of black stone all over the metal hammer head. The weapon hit Ferrus's side face hard, and the black stone anchored Ferrus's ever-changing angry face, and then the huge force carried by the hammer caused the following violent shattering.

The attacks of iron fists and hammers intertwined between Ferrus and Perturabo, and each attack would attract more counterattacks. The two broken bodies smashed to the ground savagely, and the waves of fire and smoke blocked the sight of the naked eye.

"Is this a bit too much?" Lin Fan looked at it worriedly, and then prepared to get up to end the little farce of the Primarch's competitive struggle, but Taraxin on the side grabbed Lin Fan's arm.

"They are fine, believe me." Taraxin pointed his finger at his eyes flashing with strong light and said calmly.

Lin Fan looked at him, and then looked at Dorn and Chagatai, who also looked calm and lay back without any panic.

Dozens of empty head cabins smashed in again, and everyone knew that this was Perturabo's support without thinking too much. These combat robots, which are similar to or even larger than the Dreadnoughts, have powerful combat power, and after a new round of transformation by Perturabo, they are even more dangerous.

The battle shields, gravity hammers, and bolt cannons originally equipped by these iron hoop robots have all been upgraded. The high-power Aegis and the stripping arc installed on the left arm allow these robots to easily suppress a squad of space marines.