The woman wearing a wildcat mask stared at Bruce Wayne with eyes as clear as autumn water. Even though her face could not be seen, one could tell from her eyes that she was charming and had the wildness and charm of a wildcat type woman.
Bruce didn't mind the woman's gaze and had a smile on his face.
He was determined to get this dagger.
No one can steal from the Wayne family.
The woman couldn't see Bruce's expression.
But she knew that a bid of $500,000 was her limit.
“You win,” the woman said. “It’s yours, asshole.”
"Thank you. I really like the adjective 'bastard'. It's the perfect word for a dude like me." Bruce smiled and said, "You made a wise decision. Money is useless to someone like me. I'm not interested in money, and I don't like money."
"Master, you should be more restrained. This is too much money," said the butler at the side.
"Why should I be restrained? My money can last me several lifetimes. The money I spend now is not as much as the money I earn." Bruce said nonchalantly, "If I don't spend more, how long will it take to spend all that money
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The man's arrogant words caused all the people participating in the auction to talk in low voices.
Even with the masks on, they recognized each other's identities.
Bruce Wayne, the biggest and richest dude in Gotham City.
Bruce Wayne's family business controls everything in Gotham City and is one of the top groups in the world.
The Wayne Group has numerous industries under its umbrella, including shipping, infrastructure, energy, entertainment, media, medical retail, finance, technology, military industry, aerospace, and aviation.
Wherever there are humans living, you can see the shadow of the Bruce family's business.
The entire family is like a huge gold-eating snowball, rolling forward and growing stronger.
The Wayne family is the richest and most powerful family in the world.
The election of the new president even requires the consultation of the financial forces represented by the Wayne family.
More than half of the MPs need the support of this consortium.
The resources and funds that Bruce can control are the best in the world.
Any problem that can be solved with money is not a problem for Bruce.
There are very few problems on this planet that can embarrass Bruce.
On the surface, he is the head of the Bruce family.
A dandy boy known to everyone.
He lived a life of extravagance, drunkenness and debauchery.
He is the boss of the most powerful consortium in the world.
Privately, Bruce has another unknown identity.
He is Batman, the iron fist of justice that countless gangsters in Gotham City fear.
Founder of the Justice League.
Superman, who has a body of steel and is known as a god, is his good friend.
Wonder Woman, who has a connection to the Olympian gods, has a close relationship with him.
Aquaman, who controls the ocean kingdom, is also in the Justice League and is his comrade-in-arms.
There is also Cyborg, who possesses the most advanced technology, and the Flash, who possesses extremely fast speed.
These are all independent superheroes with powerful strength.
In addition to these superheroes, the Justice League also has a group of second-tier superheroes who are slightly less popular and powerful.
Power, wealth, Bruce is a man standing at the top of this world.
In the true sense, a mortal being can rival the gods.
After hearing this, the butler had to give up the idea of persuading his master.
There's really nothing much to say.
Two million dollars is a fortune that an ordinary person cannot earn in a lifetime.
But to the young master, it is just a drop in the bucket, useless data.
The Wayne family has so much money that they can never spend it all in their lifetime.
The rest of the auction didn’t have anything very nice.
Bruce did not make any more bids, but just watched others auction.
In fact, spending two million to buy the dagger was not a waste of money by Bruce.
That dagger was of some use to him.
The Sumerian kingdom of Bara was said to have wielded magical powers.
There was a good chance that the dagger contained magical knowledge that he wished to study.
Magic is a force that cannot be ignored in this world.
Guys like Shazam, Constantine, wield the power of magic and sorcery.
After experiencing several crises, Bruce Wayne felt that his armor really needed to be strengthened.
The power wielded by guys like Superman, Aquaman, and Wonder Woman is too great. If they get out of control, the threat will be too great.
There are also those unknown mysterious worlds, which also pose threats.
As the founder of the Justice League, Batman also needs to have the means to restrain them.
It's time to give the Warframe some capabilities beyond just technology.
The auction ended late at night.
Bruce walked out of the auction house.
The butler went ahead of him to start the car.
The woman who had just lost the competition also followed Bruce out quietly.
Her movements were very gentle, and she had a special magic that made people ignore her existence.
She just walked out like that, but no one looked at her.
When there was no one around, the woman took action. She was as fast as lightning, and a faint shadow appeared in the air.
At the same time, under the influence of a mysterious force, the street lights suddenly went out.
Darkness overwhelmed Bruce.
A soft hand reached for the dagger he had just purchased.
Bruce's senses were also extraordinary, and he reached out to stop the other person.
When he was young, Bruce visited martial arts masters from all over the world and learned various fighting techniques.
He is proficient in Qigong, Judo, Taekwondo, Muay Thai, Brazilian Capoeira, etc.
"Selina, that's enough. Do you want to experience being hunted by me again?" Bruce protected his things and looked into the darkness. His eyes could see in dim light.
The tights highlight the woman's curvy figure, the black stockings on her feet add a touch of feminine charm, and there is a cat-face mask on her face.
Bruce could naturally recognize who the other person was.
It was his old enemy.
Catwoman is a famous thief in Gotham City who loves to steal jewelry.
Ancient Egyptian magic gave Catwoman superhuman senses and agility, allowing her to sneak into any place.
Bruce wasn't worried at all.
The two sides have fought many times.
He knew Selina's methods very well.
Even if the other party could hide in the shadows, he could still sense where the other party was.
Magic is not omnipotent.
"That thing should have been mine." A female voice full of magnetism, which made a man's bones numb, came from the darkness, vague and uncertain.
"The highest bidder wins. This is the auction house's rule." Bruce said with a smile, "I'm sorry, it's already been bought by me."
"Watch your stuff, little bat. This isn't going to end like this."
"Then you'd better be prepared to go to the police station." Bruce teased.
Realizing that there was no way she could succeed, Selina didn't continue to pester him and turned around and disappeared into the darkness.
The street lights flickered a few times and then returned to normal.
Bruce did not chase the other party, but went straight back to Wayne Building.
He knew very well that if Selina tried to escape, no one could catch her.
Wayne Tower is the tallest building in Gotham City and a symbol of the Wayne family's wealth.
Bruce took the elevator directly to the top floor of the building.
The top layer brings together the most advanced technologies that humans can own and use.
Some of them belong to the mother box of life, the technology of alien civilization in the underwater world.
Bruce used his connections and resources to take control of these technologies and applied them to serve his just cause.
He placed the dagger on a scanning machine.
Those special runes are displayed on the screen, and the database is compared and analyzed.
Bruce plans to use scientific methods to study magic, and then add some new features to his armor.
"There is a small town in North America that hopes the Wayne Group can rebuild a qualified power supply network for them. The existing power supply network cannot meet their living needs, and power outages are frequent, causing food to spoil. However, they are located in a remote area, and it will be very expensive to rebuild, and it will be difficult to recover the cost. My suggestion is to give up. The existing power supply network is enough for us to win over our competitors. Those people should learn how to better preserve food instead of asking others to do more for them."
"This is a list of names for optimizing Wayne Group's employment. Some inefficient departments and employees will be laid off directly. The relevant compensation plan will be carried out in accordance with the law. Do you want to take a look at the list, Master?"
"Some workers in Gotham City sat in protest at the factory gate, demanding that Wayne Group continue to employ them. The Ministry of Justice has filed a lawsuit against them, demanding that they not interfere with the normal operation of the factory. If they violate the rules again, they will be required to pay compensation."
The butler reported to Bruce about the status of the group's operations.
Bruce waved his hand, "You are in charge of these business matters. Let me see what happened in Gotham tonight!
Hopefully the bugs and rats aren't causing any trouble."
Only by following the rules can the market prosper.
The Wayne Group has grown into the behemoth it is today, and there is no need for him to pay attention to anything anymore.
As long as nothing goes wrong, the Wayne Group will be unshakable.
Doing justice every day has become Bruce's daily routine.
For the safety of the people of Gotham City, Bruce can really be said to have done his best.
Bruce couldn't imagine how terrible this city would be without Batman.
The system monitoring the entire Gotham City had just been turned on and it began broadcasting tonight's news.
At around 7 o'clock tonight, multiple shootings occurred in the Brown neighborhood, suspected to be a fight between local gangs for territory.
A smuggling ship was found at the dock, and some gang members smuggled women to conduct illegal transactions.
Psychoactive drugs found at Paradise Bar
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With the help of intelligent AI, Bruce controls every move of Gotham City.
The screen shows the evil events that took place in Gotham City tonight.
Bruce checked it out and shook his head.
This city is rotten to the core.
Batman, as the symbol of Gotham City, must not disappear, otherwise there will be the disappearance of order and chaos.
In the darkness, there must be a ray of light.
Bruce knew that he had to persevere, and only by persevering could he save Gotham City.
Justice will be done.
Crimes will be severely punished.
One day, Gotham City will once again become the Gotham City with simple folk customs.
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After a brief meeting, the Blood Angels and Space Wolves each determined their own route of attack.
They will attack from different directions, and their final destination will be Prospero, the magic cave where Magnus is.
The Wolf's Hammer, a strategic strike cruiser belonging to the Space Wolves, was sailing steadily in the void.
The huge engine maintained a low-speed operation, and the energy stack was also adjusted to lower its output power.
Frigates were displayed around it.
A large group of fighter jets was roaming in the bottomless void, shuttling back and forth in a vast area with a diameter of tens of thousands of kilometers, exploring for deep space mines and missile traps.
The battleship Wolfhammer was surrounded by tall towers, bulwarks and tilted turrets, and its huge ram cut through the empty void.
The thick void shield rippled like a veil, and the generator hummed.
The lower-level crew members shouted and ran, and the overseers whipped those who wanted to slack off.
Tech-Priests maintain the warship's workstations, working to keep the ship running smoothly and ensuring all systems are functioning to perfection.
The divine brain placed in the huge nutrient tank squirmed, and the connected neural cables swayed in the nutrient liquid.
The energy distribution nodes with flashing indicator lights vibrated slightly, and surging energy flowed along these nodes to various areas of the battleship.
The servitors were tethered to their respective terminals by cables.
Their spines or faces are twisted with a large number of tubes, and the patches of gray skin that show through them are the last remnants of their humanity.
They are criminals sentenced to a foolish death.
Under the auspices of the Mechanicus priest, he underwent a lobotomy, had metal limbs implanted, and had his brain reprogrammed, turning him into a half-dead slave.
They are forever trapped in these machines that sustain their lives, performing the same numb and dull tasks over and over again to redeem themselves for their past crimes of betraying humanity.
The Empire has never shown mercy to traitors, and this is their final fate.
Transformed into a demented slave, he burned like a candle for the empire until the last moment.
The space inside the ship is huge.
A huge arena is located inside the battleship.
The wild wolves were drinking and fighting here.
For most of the Space Wolves, their daily life is drinking and fighting.
Two warriors were fighting in the arena, trying to determine the winner.
The others guzzled their drinks and cheered for the two warriors.
Among the crowd, there was an extremely tall wolf warrior sitting in the main seat.
The other party was wearing a burly set of Terminator armor.
The servos in his joints hummed in a low, rhythmic, threatening manner with his various movements.
Blessed runes are deeply engraved on the surface of the ceramic material.
The bones taken as trophies kept shaking on the huge shoulder armor, making crisp clash sounds.
Behind the armor was a bear hide that was blackened by artillery fire and riddled with bullet holes.
The warrior's face shone like tanned leather and was studded with metal rings.
Wrapping the full jaw were two tufts of black beard as dark as night.
His hair is as shiny and neat as that of a predator.
This warrior was none other than the Wolf of the 4th Company of the Space Wolves, whose Lord was Havic.
"Beat him, Gaska." Havik shouted to the warriors in the arena.
Many wild wolves also shouted, and the metal wine glasses made sounds when they collided.
"That's enough, time to work." A voice came.
The wolves' entertainment ended with the arrival of the Rune Priest.
"The hunting preparations have begun." Agam was clad in a ritual armor as black as a forge, his broad face with a resolute expression hidden under the ancient skull-like mask.
The cheering wolves quieted down, like a pack of wolves about to hunt.
Their eyes sparkled with desire.
The Sons of Russ were never afraid of a fight.
They longed for revenge against Magnus.
"What did you find?" Havik's brows frowned slightly, and his yellow eyes flashed with clarity and alertness.
"The reconnaissance system found something." Agam called up the data device on his helmet and connected it to the mechanical equipment in the hall.
A projection appeared above the wolves' heads.
Lights flickered and mapped tactical projections as the Thinker processed data with a click.
A brown-red planet came into view and continued to grow larger under Agam's control.
"Gangwa System." Agam said, "There is only one world in the Imperial records that has life. There are nine satellites, one of which is our target. It is the first node in this star region and also the first fortress we are going to destroy."
The images kept coming, and Harvick stared at them.
The yellow eyes sharpened.
"Orbital defense?"
Agam shook his head. "Not found."
"Defenseless lambs?" Harvik showed a cruel smile, "Facing the bites of wild wolves, they can only face death."
Havik stood up, emanating the aura of a hunter.
He watched the image zoom in and out as the surface of the planet came into view.
The dark brown is streaked with dirty orange, making it look like a rusty iron ball in the universe.
The planet continued to grow larger, the detection device entered low-Earth orbit, and the scenery below the clouds appeared in front of the wolves.
Beneath the clouds is light, light arranged in geometric shapes.
It shows a huge city beyond imagination.
The most eye-catching thing in the city is the crystal pyramids.
Dazzling.
With high-definition optical equipment, it is possible to see the slaves and demons serving the wizards.
Harvick gave a cruel smile.
He walked towards the heavy gilded door and shouted in a low roar.
"Let's go, wolves. It's time to teach those witches the consequences of betraying the empire."
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The target planet only has a few space stations and weapon platforms.
After one wave of attacks, they were reduced to burning wreckage.
The Space Wolves launched an orbital bombardment of the surface.
No protection from void defense.
Even with the help of witchcraft, it is difficult to reverse the fate of failure.
The traitor commander of the ground air defense array stared at the densely packed red dots on the screen in horror.
Each point of light represents an imperial ship.
Now, the red dot blocks the entire screen.
The number is so huge that it covers the sky and the sun and is difficult to count.
The auspicious instrument made a shrill sound, warning that it was being locked by enemy artillery.
Thousands of weapons were aimed at the city.
Energy weapons, kinetic cannons and bombing artillery have been activated.
Even standing on the ground, you can see the light of energy accumulated at the muzzles of the guns.
Twinkling, like the light of stars.
Those warships were quietly suspended in the space. Their iron-gray hulls looked grim in the icy space, like messengers of death, without any warmth at all.
The Wolf Hammer launched the attack first.
Its massive weapon system flashed, stabbing blazing ice-blue beams downwards.
Then, other members of the fleet also opened fire.
Flames swept across the sky, and the entire planet was engulfed in flames in an instant.
The sky leaped and churned under the heavy pressure.
As dusk approached, the night sky burst into an intense light, making the dim earth bright again.
The low-hanging clouds were lit from the inside out.
What followed was the thunderous roar of atmospheric discharges, like thunder without lightning.
The multiple sonic booms caused by supersonic shells broke the cemetery-like silence.
Lava bombs leveled cities and filled gullies.
Spears of light fell, burning the buildings and turning the earth into glass.
The magnificent, wriggling, strange building was reduced to ashes in the tall mushroom cloud.
The earth trembles with man-made thunder.
The Space Wolves' relentless assault on the ground was like a hammer striking without ceasing.
The flames of the nuclear bomb rose into the sky like a tower, and the mountains and rivers collapsed.
The artillery fire swept the ground, eliminating all possible resistance.
When the city was reduced to ruins, the crystal towers were all shattered.
Only after the auspicious instrument could no longer detect any threatening targets did the large-scale landing force enter the battlefield.
The Empire's fighter planes roared down and landed on the ground, transforming into giant steel beasts, like the mythical Titans of destruction.
Thick beams of destruction were released from their arms or chests, engulfing the entire city ruins in a sea of fire.
Accompanied by flashes of light, the Empire's double-headed eagle flag appeared on the surface of the planet Gangwa.
Roaring tanks, missile boats, and gunboats roared out.
Demons and psychic wizards realized what was happening later and gathered from all over the ruins, trying to fight against the invading Imperial forces.
Colorful lightning and supernatural fire raced across the sky.
The torrents of the Warp transformed into unnatural wind, fire, lightning, and the earth shook at the wizard's efforts.
Explosive shells and beams of burning light streaked through the air, trailing fire.
Screaming shards of glass fell in a glittering torrent.
Molten gold surged through the streets.
The end of this planet has come.
The traitor's fate of death cannot be changed.
Accompanied by a wolf howl, Havik walked out of the teleportation beam and shot a wizard in the head.
The opponent's vicious curse was blocked at the throat, leaving him no chance to speak.
The wolves moved through the burning ruins, and nothing could stop them.
The knights drove their mechas and became reliable assistants to the wolf pack.
Wherever the Empire's double eagle flag goes, there is only destruction.
Large areas of crystal buildings were destroyed.
Massive artillery pieces leveled walls and pyramids, destroying any targets that betrayed their presence.
The wizards gathered together and drove their demons and slaves to fight.
But what they faced was overwhelming artillery fire.
Rockets shot up into the sky one after another and landed on the hiding places of the marked enemies, drowning their screams in the explosion.
Black smoke that covered the sky poured into the streets, and thunderous explosions tore everything apart.
The wizard died in a gunshot, and the demons were banished back to their world.
The Fourth Company led by Harvik is composed entirely of Primaris warriors.
They have completed a brand new upgrade.
The traitors who defected to the Lord of Change could not be their opponents.
The ruler of the city used a strange bloody ritual to summon a terrible demon in the center of the city.
The red body burning with flames is as huge as a mountain, wearing a crown of thorns on the head, and has eyes like a blood moon.
Wielding a huge sword in his hand, he looks like the demon of destruction in mythology.
The earth shook with its appearance, and hot air waves rolled.
The demon roared deafeningly, eager to harvest souls.
However, its roar did not last long.
In front of the wolf pack, any enemy will be torn to pieces.
Harvick led the wolf pack to attack.
With the help of Titan, the terrible demon was killed.
Using explosive bombs, melta beams and power weapons, the demon's body was shattered.
When the demon fell, the planet Gangwa was also declared to be conquered by the Empire.
The traitors were met with a bloodbath.
Bodies lay in every corner of the city, shattered.
Their screams echoed through the Warp.
The Emperor has no protection for the rebels.
Their souls will become the devil's playthings, suffer torture, and degenerate into twisted creatures like the devil.
When Havik declared victory, all that was left on the planet was burning flames, ruins, and the stinking corpses of the traitors.
And this is just the beginning. The Empire's encirclement and suppression of the Psionic Empire founded by Magnus is all-round.
Every planet that has ever betrayed the Empire will be treated the same way.
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The Space Wolves continued to win, while the Blood Angels encountered some problems.
Dante faced a cunning opponent, Ahriman, who was entrusted with an important task by Magnus.
Ahriman was well aware that with their current strength, they were not qualified to fight a full-scale war with the Empire.
Magnus is not Guilliman, and even if he controls a sector, the situation of the army will not improve much.
He was so absorbed in his own great plan that he had no interest in running it.
The Psychic Empire, which claims to bring salvation to mankind, cannot even muster a few complete fleets.
Dispersing the existing military forces across various galaxies can only delay the Empire's offensive, but there is no way to change the fate of failure.
The empire's technology and industry have developed too far.
There is no possibility of victory in a confrontation between equal forces.
Only by gathering together and relying on military strength and witchcraft can they contend with the empire.
To this end, he transferred the void troops from all the outer galaxies and gathered them together to form a large-scale legion.
Ahriman was not particularly concerned about what happened to those defenseless planets.
As long as he can delay for a while and complete the Nine-Layered Tower Ritual, Magnus' mission will be successfully completed.
Using spells and demonic intelligence, Ahriman analyzed the Blood Angels' route and set up an ambush at their target location.
The Blood Angels fleet had just passed through the veil, back into the cold, dark reality.
A round of fierce attacks landed on the huge fleet of the Blood Angels.
The attack came very suddenly.
Most ships have not yet turned off the Geller force field, and the void shield defense has not been increased to the maximum level.
In just a moment, several warships were torn apart by artillery fire, exploded in the void, turned into countless fragments, and were carried away by inertia into the depths of the universe.
For a moment, the communication channel was filled with crazy shouts.
The enraged captain and Blood Angel warriors tried their best to discern where the threat came from.
Did the battleship accidentally enter the asteroid belt and encounter a meteorite hit, or was the fleet extremely unlucky to intrude into the sphere of influence of a hostile force
The auspicious instruments and radar sentry towers quickly revealed the truth to the Blood Angels; the fleet that had crossed the Warp was exposed to the enemy's artillery fire.
Dante soon realized from the vast amount of intelligence that this was no accident.
The warships that attacked the Blood Angels all had baroque hull structures, features that exposed the enemy's identity.
It was the traitor force led by Ahriman.
The other party was obviously waiting for them to strike, calculating their exit and time, and just waiting for them to come to their door.
The traitor warships were properly deployed, forming fire coverage and suppression on the Blood Angels battle group that had just rushed out of the warp. What was even more fatal was that they were attacked from both sides.
For a time, the Blood Angels were caught in a tough battle.
"Hold the front." Dante spoke, encouraging everyone. His eyes were fixed on the screen in front of him, quickly analyzing the enemy's strength and thinking about ways to break the deadlock.
The core of the enemy camp is a crystal fortress comparable to a planet.
The overall appearance is like a huge red crystal eyeball.
This crystalline fortress was created by Magnus within the Empyrean using crystals from the Altair Realm and energies from the Warp.
Magnus named it Tizca's Revenge.
It is to remember the revenge of Prospero being burned at the stake.
Taking advantage of the fact that the Blood Angels were still unstable, the Thousand Sons Legion launched round after round of fierce offensives.
Warships kept exploding and turning into burning stars.
The Blood Angels quickly calmed down.
Dante commanded the captains to launch a counterattack and form a defensive formation.
At the same time, let the Holy Blood and other celestial-class battleships accumulate energy and prepare for a world-destroying attack.
Container-sized torpedoes shot out from the macro cannon, cutting through the void and hitting the enemy warship directly.
The fighter squadrons fought bravely and swooped down on the enemy lines like a dense swarm of insects.
The scarlet spear of light suddenly lit up in the dark space.
The ship's guns roared like thunder.
The loyalists used all their skills and tried their best to break through the enemy's encirclement.
The Thousand Sons Legion has been planning this for a long time.
This ambush is not so easy to break through.
The void shields of imperial warships were pierced one after another, and the collapsed and broken decks were thrown into space along with the screaming crew members on them.
One war engine after another shut down and fell silent.
Countless torpedoes engraved with blasphemous runes hit the Imperial battleships.
The boiling power of the warp turned the bridge and ammunition depot into a sea of fire.
Dante kept issuing various orders, trying his best to reverse the situation.
Ahriman ordered a frenzied attack, summoning demons to sabotage Imperial ships.
The Empire was defeated until the Holy Blood fired a beam of destructive force powerful enough to illuminate the dark universe and destroy the traitor warships along the way. The situation was then reversed and the battle moved in a direction favorable to the Empire.
The world-destroying beam was blocked by the fortress of Vengeance called Tizca, which was similar to the giant eye controlled by Ahriman.
Driven by Ahriman's powerful magic, the brilliant witchcraft tentacles intertwined layer by layer, forming an indestructible shield that blocked the Holy Blood's destructive blow.
This type of sorcery has huge losses, and even the Crystal Fortress cannot cast it repeatedly.
What's even more terrifying is that the Holy Blood can not only be released once, other warships are also preparing attacks that can destroy the stars.
The energy piles of those celestial-class battleships are still continuously supplying power to their main weapons.
Ahriman was also very annoyed, as he had assembled such a large fleet and was still ambushed.
The Imperial Fleet still demonstrated its terrifying strength and reversed the situation.
If they continue fighting like this, they have no chance of winning at all.
It would be almost impossible to stop the Empire's offensive against Prospero.
Dante regained control of the battlefield and pursued Ahriman relentlessly.
Intensive artillery fire bombarded the Giant Eye Fortress. After penetrating the shield, Dante used teleportation to launch a boarding battle, preparing to capture Ahriman alive and wash away his shame.
Just after coming out of the subspace, before achieving any results, they suffered a head-on attack from the enemy and suffered heavy losses.
If this gets out, the sons of Sanguinius will lose all face.
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With a flash of the fabric of space and time, Dante stood on the ground of the Crystal Fortress.
The crystal fortress radiates luster all over, and every part is made of crystal.
A crystal that reflects terrifying visions.
Dante saw the scene where he was killed by Ahriman when he boarded the ship, and also the scene where Sanguinius died on the Spirit of Vengeance.
The fortress is hostile and is trying to disturb the minds of intruders.
"Ignore the visions, they are false," Mephiston warned.
Many Sanguinius nodded, and they formed a defensive formation with Dante as the center, looking at the crystal corridors vigilantly.
Led by Dante, they headed deeper into the fortress, determined to capture Ahriman alive.
Tzeentch daemons and traitors attack from within those illusion crystals.
Dense witchfire and foul energy collided head-on with the Son of Sanguinius, and the crystals exploded one after another, with a power no less than that of a high-powered bomb.
The Red Letter Warriors also ambushed in secret, shooting psychic bullets that burned souls.
The battle broke out instantly.
Dante rushed to the front and directly activated Black Rage, using it to enhance his combat instincts and decimate the enemy hordes.
After completing the second Primaris upgrade, the Black Rage is controllable.
The Blood Angels warriors can release Black Rage according to their needs.
In situations of extreme anger, problems with rationality are inevitable.
In order to kill more freely, Dante abandoned his usual sword and used a two-handed battle axe instead.
He had to kill Ahriman alive to vent his anger.
No matter whether it is a demon or a traitor, it is difficult to withstand the power of his axe.
Mephiston followed closely behind him, releasing psychic powers far beyond those of the wizards, tearing those guys to pieces.
Dante and his Holy Blood Guards, as well as several think tanks such as Mephiston, killed people all along the way.
The bodies of the traitors lay in the aisle, emitting a burnt smell.
Entering a hall, Dante saw Ahriman, the mastermind of the ambush.
Several red-letter warriors stood beside him, and they were his last guards.
"You shouldn't have come here." Ahriman looked at Dante who came in from the gate and said, "You could have won this counter-ambush victory, but now, the situation may be a little different."
"Killing you or sending you back to Terra's prison will be considered victory in this war." Dante said, holding the battle axe, "Nothing will change. You are doomed to fail."
"In that case, it is too early." Ahriman said with a smile: "You have obtained Guilliman's new technology and gained stronger power. Do you think you can definitely defeat me?"
"Just try it and you'll know." Dante jumped up and swung the battle axe in his hand down, with the electric arc crackling.
A red-letter warrior rushed forward waving his weapon, but was shattered on the spot, and the ashes of the soul imprisoned inside also dissipated.
Ahriman smiled as he held the scepter in his hand. Powerful pulses of psychic energy emanated from his body, enough to bend the most rigid laws of physics.
A bolt of fel lightning shot out from his hand. After Dante dodged it, a Holy Blood Guard behind him was struck by the lightning and turned into charcoal in an instant. Neither the power armor nor the shield could protect him.
Ahriman wanted to release a second lightning bolt to completely eliminate Dante who was knocked away.
"Death to the traitor." Mephiston shouted. As the chief think tank of the Blood Angels, he had fought against many demons.
In the field of psychic powers, he is one of the strongest people in the empire.
Mephiston unleashed his will and psychic energy to entangle Ahriman.
Dante, who was knocked away, stood up again, raised the battle axe in his hand, and walked towards Ahriman who was fighting Mephiston.
"It looks like you have no chance of winning," Dante said.
"Not necessarily." Ahriman said, "You are not the only one with help. You should not have come here, otherwise I would not have won. Unfortunately, you are here, and you are destined to die here."
Dante didn't want to waste any more time talking, he raised his battle axe and looked at Ahriman.
A demon dressed in gorgeous clothes, with two heads on its neck and gorgeous wings appeared behind Dante. It was none other than Tzeentch's cunning demon - Carlos the Fateweaver.
In the fierce battle just now, no one thought that he had been lurking here, just waiting for the moment when Dante relaxed.
Carlos's scepter released a blue flame, and nine runes intertwined into a chain that locked Dante.
The many emotions in his heart turned into his own shackles. The unimaginable pain made Dante fall to his knees, and the battle axe in his hand fell off.
"Poor fellow in a trap." Carlos laughed arrogantly and conceitedly.
"I told you, you're going to die here, Dante. Come on, kill him, Carlos."
Ahriman in turn entangled Mephiston who wanted to rescue him, preparing to make him watch how his chapter leader died.
Dante roared in anger as the powerful combat engine was analyzing Carlos's imprisonment magic for him.
The power is increased to maximum.
However, it also takes some time to analyze such witchcraft and get rid of the opponent's control.
Carlos pointed the scepter in his hand at Dante who was kneeling on the ground, "You will die..."
Before he finished speaking, a crack appeared on the battlefield.
Before Carlos realized what was happening, the huge demon body flew into the air and slammed into the distant wall.
"You will die here, devil." A voice was ethereal and elegant, with a tone of compassion.
Everyone stared in amazement at the figure standing where Carlos had been just now, their eyes full of disbelief and suspicion.