“You have one last chance. If you miss it, you will never have it again.”
Standing in front of the gate of the Imperial Palace.
San Giles heard the voice from Subspace again.
And his choice remains the same.
No answer was given to the other party.
Because it is useless to say more.
Beside him, the [Imperial Fist Legion] Gene Primarch-Roga Donne, is standing there with a weapon, even if there is no strong bombing above his head. The slightest disturbance to him.
The calm and unwavering gaze is like a deep pool, making it impossible to see his thoughts.
At this moment, feeling the gaze of San Giles watching him, Roga Donn just casually nodded and said: “May we be able to win.”
There is no rush or hesitation between the looks, just like the hardest rock.
Listening to his words, San Giles smiled and added: “Naturally, the emperor protects me and wait.”
After speaking, he turned his eyes Put it back into the distant sky.
There, the continuous airdrop capsule fell from space quickly like raindrops, and among them was a rebellious interstellar warrior.
It is precisely because of them that fierce firefights and fights are taking place on each of Terra’s air defense positions.
Insurgents are constantly being killed, and loyalists are constantly dying.
Listening to the countless gunfire rumbling sounds, hacking sounds, and crying sounds on the entire planet, San Giles closed his eyes and took a deep breath, the firm look in his eyes changed. Got stronger.
‘Although the current human empire has many flaws and shortcomings, compared to most of the time, the large environment is at least acceptable…’
In order to have the gene primitives with the ability to predict, San Giles knows the emperor’s views on the various genetic primitives, and also understands himself and the others that even if the Great Expedition ends with Perfection, there will be no good end.
But in his concept, in the current chaotic galaxy, sacrifice is an indispensable condition for the establishment of an empire!
No matter whether it is voluntary or not, someone needs to sacrifice and turn it into a cornerstone.
So, even though he thinks that the emperor’s concept is a bit extreme, he did not betray the other party, but chose to face his own outcome frankly.
To put it bluntly, even though the emperor has many wrongs, the opponent is 100% a firm human stand, and also the most impossible betrayer of mankind, and has sufficient leadership and individual abilities…
At this moment, San Giles felt an unusual breath, which was descending from the sky.
San Giles and Roga Donne, who also perceives that aura, immediately looked over.
It is a tall silhouette with two wings on the back and holding a giant sword.
Although the appearance has changed a lot.
But through the few remaining features in the aspect, the two still recognized each other’s identity.
Roga Donne immediately asked with a little anger on his face:
“Angela! Have you fallen to this point?…”
As a standard humanist, he feels that Anglang, who has been separated from the human race and transformed into a subspace creature, is simply a huge blasphemy!
Waving his wings casually, after destroying all the shells that were coming straight towards him, Anglang calmly landed on the ground slowly, and asked Roga Doo with his suspicion. Grace:
“Is there any problem?
Why do you use this tone to say such things?
I remember you didn’t always look down on me Huh?
So my depravity, shouldn’t you as it should be by rights in your eyes?”
Faced with his rhetorical question, Roga Donne was immediately complexion stiffened, I was a little angry, but I couldn’t find any excuses to refute.
In the past, he really didn’t think much of Angelang from in the bones…
Or all the gene primitives, basically no one could think of the crazy Ange Lang.
Even if the same method is very spicy and the mental state of the midnight lord-Konrad Koz, he calls himself a man of justice and disdains the bloodthirsty opponent.
It can be said that in the team of Gene Primarchs, Anglang is basically at the bottom of the chain of contempt from beginning to end.
Grandfather doesn’t hurt, uncle doesn’t love it.
From the emperor to the brother to the common people, the entire human empire has trillions of people, and few people like him.
After the disdainful smile, he glanced at Roga Donne’s ugly face, and Angelang said directly to San Gilles:
“San Gilles, in Of all the Gene Primarchs, you would occasionally take the initiative to talk to me a few words back then, so I don’t want to kill you, and only you have never looked down upon me. You should surrender.”
As a gene The good old people in the original body, even Anglang will give the other side a little face.
So, if he can, he wants to persuade San Giles to surrender rather than hands-on.
Looking at Anglang’s mad look and his orderly words, San Gilles understood that although the body and soul of the opponent had fallen, his mind had returned to normal.
For his kindness, San Giles shook the head with a smile:
“I’m glad your thinking has returned to normal, but I can’t agree to your invitation.”
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“…Is this…”
Faced with this unexpected answer, Anglang slowly nodded:
“In this case, in order to If you don’t let you die in the hands of others, I will kill you.”
In this way, Anglang raised the weapon in his hand.
But at this time, a tall silhouette once again descended from the sky:
“Angela, give him to me.”
After seeing the other person’s appearance, Roga Donn immediately gnashing teeth: “Horus!”
As for San Giles’ eyes, there was a rather complicated look.
A few days ago, with the help of his own predictive ability, he kept seeing a repetitive picture.
He died at the hands of his friend, Horus.
Now, when he saw the other party’s appearance, he knew that the time had come.
And what he foresaw is about to become a reality…
In contrast, when Horus faced San Giles, his expression was quite complicated.
In his heart, San Giles is his best friend, not one of them.
Even, when he was running for war coach, he felt that the position should belong to San Giles, and he just took advantage of Innate that’s all.
Looking at the silhouette of Horus, Anglang originally didn’t want to bird his request. After all, he doesn’t want face?
But soon, he felt that the eyes of Horus and San Giles were a bit wrong.
‘How come there is a smell of idiots and complaints…’
Thinking of this, Angelang’s expression immediately changed slightly.
Finally, after hesitating again and again, he pointed the giant sword in his hand to Roga Donn not far away, and provocatively said: “Then you will be my opponent!”
For this, Roga Donne immediately felt that he was insulted.
There is a feeling of being picked and picked.
Don’t say much, just fight Anglang directly!