As long as you die, you are invincible, but in 40K

However, in order to save effort, the singularity machine did not recall their later memories... This resulted in those memories that were not recalled becoming the most cruel punishment for them - it could even be said that this was also a trial on behalf of those victims over the past ten thousand years.

The crimes that have been committed will not be automatically erased by their own retrospection.

Without exception, every veteran has realized this one after another and faced a judgment that penetrates into the deepest part of their soul.

Even with the extremely tenacious spirit of the Space Marine veterans, in an instant, countless people chose to escape shamefully because they could not bear such sins - directly ending their lives with a bomb.

Only a tiny minority, with an indescribably strong will, can face the harsh reality of this horrific fact:

Their own death is insignificant. In the endless conflicts in the foreseeable future, they must choose to bear this sin and the corresponding torture, so that they can use their bodies to save others from suffering when facing the enemies of mankind. At least after obtaining redemption equal to their crimes, they are qualified to choose suicide.

And in the confusion of this group of redeemers, a tall human figure appeared.

He walked among the crowd, weapons in hand, as if wandering aimlessly, yet also as if scanning everything in the spirit of revenge.

Chapter 225: Birth and Facing the Great Devil

The man's eyes were searching.

It can sense the omnipresent sight, filling every place here... gorgeous, different, yet maintaining a fragile balance with each other.

Therefore, that person wanted to find the source of these sights - he vaguely felt that one of the sources of the sights had something of the same origin as within his body.

In the first hour, the man explored the ship and learned about "up and down" and "distance".

In the second hour, the man looked at the countless "up and down, distance" around him in confusion, and realized the "thought" wrapped in it.

In the third hour, the man found a mirror and saw his own appearance clearly for the first time. From this, he recognized his "self" and finally realized that those gazes were not everywhere, but were always projected on himself.

In the fourth hour, the man began to ask his questions to the sight. At this moment, thousands of faces and thousands of voices answered each of his questions, making him realize that the feeling that had always lingered in his heart was called "doubt."

In the fifth hour, the man sensed that an outsider had come here and that there was an existence that could also recognize him, so he rushed there. In the process, "desire" was recognized.

In the sixth hour, the man waited at a place where another existence would arrive in the future. While waiting, he realized "time".

So, in the seventh hour, when they looked at each other and were able to be observed by others, that person finally turned into a human.

She is an echo born from the afterimages of the past, and the result of piecing together countless broken things.

She is a ripple born in the corridor of time, and also the concrete form that has finally been determined at this moment.

So, she finally said her first words:

"Father."

Father?

Zhang Ge, who had just gotten off the shuttle, was completely stunned.

The person in front of him was a flawless female with long light golden hair, four pairs of white wings, a shiny gold and white armor, three weapons in her left and right hands and on her waist, and most importantly, her height should be a full four meters, which means that her strength far exceeds that of ordinary people in this universe where "bigger is stronger" is the norm.

However, in fact, one can understand that she is very strong without having to look at her height. She is definitely a ridiculously strong person. Zhang Ge had only felt a similar sense of oppression when he first encountered the big demon. If he fought with her, others didn't know, but at least Zhang Ge felt that he would definitely not be able to last more than one move.

The moment he saw her, Zhang Ge had already thought about where he would travel first after his death. Then, the first thing she said was...Father?

When did I give birth to a four-meter-tall daughter? I can’t play with her like this, right?

Just when Zhang Ge was confused, the other party seemed to have not received a response, so he continued in a slightly puzzled tone:

"Father?"

The other side walked towards him.

Seeing this situation, Zhang Ge first signaled those who were in a defensive posture not to act rashly, and then said:

"Don't move, she's coming for me."

After doing all this, Zhang Ge also took a few steps towards the other party.

The two sides finally stood relative to each other at a close distance.

Before Zhang Ge could respond, he saw the other party slowly kneeling down on one knee towards him, and at the same time wrapped the two of them with his four pairs of large wings.

This time, what came out of her mouth were definite short words:

"Father."

She stretched out her hands, lifted Zhang Ge's palm upwards, and finally placed it on top of her head.

"Who are you?"

"Me? I am, your descendant."

"I mean your name and identity."

She did not respond to this question, but showed a hint of doubt in her clear eyes.

"That is, what should I call you, and what did you do before."

"Call me? Use 'you'."

Well, don’t expect any serious answer to the latter question.

There was no other way, Zhang Ge could only guess where this person came from.

However, after searching his mind, he realized that since he had waited for several hours and found that the Spirit of Vengeance was not moving, he hurriedly took the shuttle to it, using the excuse that "the Spirit of Vengeance might have been paralyzed and this was a perfect opportunity to damage it", so he did not collect any useful information at all.

Even making unfounded guesses, such as whether it was someone thrown into the real universe by the turbulence due to time travel? Or something on the Spirit of Vengeance that was revived from a corpse?, would not help the actual situation.

In this thought, Zhang Ge tentatively touched the other person's head. After finding that she just continued to stare at him without responding, he said:

"So, how about I set you free? Go do whatever you want."

"Ah."

She nodded obediently when she heard that, then moved forward a distance, lowered her head and shoulders, put her head in front of Zhang Ge, and rubbed it slightly.

It gave him the illusion that he was being rubbed by a lion.

"Uh, is this what you want to do?"

"Ah."

The future is bright.

I just got on the ship and haven't seen where Abaddon is yet, but I picked up a daughter, and she seems too strong. What should I do?

No, Warmaster, please save me. This isn't your ship. Where are you?

Thinking of this, Zhang Ge realized that there was something wrong besides his big daughter.

Firstly, isn't the Vengeful Spirit a little too clean?

Although he had only landed on one Chaos ship, he had at least seen pigs run. How could a ship that had been corrupted by Chaos for thousands of years be so clean, as if it had just completed maintenance in an Imperial shipyard the last second?

Moreover, it would have been fine if they hadn't encountered any intercepting fire outside before, but why haven't they encountered any defensive forces even after entering the ship? Could it be that the Black Legion has collectively changed their ways and this just happened to be their collective day of repentance?

The imagined landing of the Spirit of Vengeance: he entered the cabin with his guards and dozens of fallen angels, stepping on the blood and flesh that had accumulated for thousands of years. After a fierce battle, he encountered Abaddon just after walking a distance, and was eventually defeated and killed in the battle.

The actual landing of the Spirit of Vengeance: I was held by the daughter who came from nowhere for a long time, and the only danger I encountered during this period was the possibility of being scratched by the sharp corners of her armor.

However, as if to respond to Zhang Ge's speechless silence, a purple-pink phantom suddenly appeared at the end of the corridor in a twisting manner.

She, who was holding Zhang Ge with her eight wings, finally seemed to realize something and stood up again.

Enchanting figure, deformed limbs, ugly face.

The Archdaemon of Slaanesh, the Keeper of Secrets.

Wait, that's not right, why is it like this?

Of course, it’s not that the Secret Keeper is so good-looking, but for a group of people like them, how can they possibly see the ugly true face of a Slaanesh Demon when they look directly at it?

Outrageous things happened one after another, and Zhang Ge's mind could not bear so much information at once, making it difficult for him to analyze the useful parts.

"Hehe... That idiot Abaddon actually escaped from this ship like that. I'll have to take him into my possession... Hmm? Who are you? Why didn't I detect your presence?... Well, let's kill them all."

Chapter 226: The Undoubted Battle with the Primarch

If Calgar was also on this ship at this moment, he would probably be very familiar with this big demon. After all, it was this demon that almost killed him not long ago. And for such a big demon, most people are indeed just a trivial task of "killing him together".

To be honest, if the other demons and Chaos Space Marines under its command had not been able to teleport far behind it, causing them to be unable to catch up in time, it might not have been interested in taking action personally.

It wondered how it could kill those people beautifully to make up for the time it had lost.

Sudden.

A sharp pain suddenly shot through my chest.

Slaanesh's servants seek out stimuli like pain in order to push their own sensory thresholds.

But this pain is different, it is too pure.

If the emptiness and boredom without sensory stimulation is "pain" for this demon, then this kind of pain is the concentration of that feeling countless times, and it is completely unable to obtain any pleasure from it.

However, this is only secondary...the key point is, what just happened?

In that instant, a spear of unknown shape pierced through his chest, nailing his body to the ornate metal wall of the corridor.

The moment it was nailed, it struggled countless times, but all were ineffective, as if the spear and everything around it had been anchored firmly.

Spear? Where did the spear come from? It just saw clearly... the other party had nothing on him except armor.

But right in front of it, the four-meter-tall woman not only threw out a spear from somewhere, but also took out two weapons from the void.

In his right hand was a long sword burning with deep black flames, while in his left hand was a long power claw covered with golden light. Both weapons exuded a terrifying aura, no less than the spear that nailed it to death at this moment.

After taking out the two weapons, she did not rush to deliver the final blow to the Secret Keeper. Instead, she turned around and asked:

"Father, do you want to kill him?"

Zhang Ge, who was questioned, was numb.

You've nailed it to the wall like a skewer, and you still ask me whether I want to kill it?

Then in front of so many people, can I tell you to let it go and let me fight it?

"Kill him."

The moment she finished speaking, Zhang Ge didn't even notice that she had moved. He only felt a breeze, and the head of the Secret Keeper appeared seamlessly on the power claw in her left hand, and was pierced by the claw blade like a broken ball.

Turning his head, he saw that the Secret Keeper's body below the head had completely stopped struggling, and for some reason, no liquid or other things that could symbolize the pulsation of life were oozing out of the smooth cut surface.

Is this dead?

The whole process was as simple as pulling out a weed, so simple that it was absurd.

At the same time, there was no trace of emotion on her face that should have come from defeating a great demon. Instead, after seeing Zhang Ge's lack of response, she revealed a slightly puzzled look, as if she didn't understand what was wrong with what she had done, and seemed to be asking what to do next.

"Father?"

"You...let me think about it first."

Before, Zhang Ge just thought that the other party was very strong, but he had no specific perception of where this "strong" lay. However, now it seems that calling her a great demon level is an understatement.

At the same time, Zhang Ge finally understood why Abaddon hadn't come yet... If he were Abaddon and saw such a thing wandering around the ship, he would probably run faster than Abaddon.

After a moment of silence, Zhang Ge gathered his thoughts and returned to his own army. He then asked a fallen angel:

"This is...?"

In fact, he wanted to ask if this was a certain Primarch, but he felt it was a bit inappropriate to say it directly, so he just euphemistically said a short word with a trailing sound.

However, it was obvious that the fallen angel was much more shocked than him. Not only did he not understand the hidden meaning in his words, he seemed to have not even heard what Zhang Ge said the first time. It was only after Zhang Ge repeated it several times that he realized that someone was asking him a question.

"I, I don't know."

The fallen angel first shook his head in confusion, then nodded subconsciously in his chaotic thoughts.

The seemingly contradictory actions are not difficult to understand. He is not a Primarch, but has the strength of a Primarch... In other words, it is roughly at the level of the Chief Demon.

In that case, it is barely understandable that a passerby-looking monster was killed in seconds like a chicken.

But Zhang Ge always felt a sense of unreality.

Is this person his "daughter"?

The wind generated by one slap can kill ten of him, right?