The blood on the claws of Horus dripped all the way.

And as its wielder slowly stopped and looked ahead, the blood from Horus's claws drained.

There are only a few feathers left on it.

Just by looking at the feather, the clones could figure out who the feather came from.

Apparently St. Giles, who was brutally killed 10,000 years ago.

Looking at the feathers on the claws of Horus, Clone Saint Giles fell into terror.

He felt that it was shameful, because he was afraid of an enemy, but he could not restrain this fear, because it emanated from the depths of his soul and could not be suppressed.

Not only St. Giles, but the other clones were equally afraid, a fear that emanated from the depths of their souls.

It was as if what was in front of them was not Horus at all, but a killing machine driven by the terrifying forces of destruction.

"Since he is the remnant of that duel, won't we be killed by him?" Clone Horus clutched his sword tightly, asked Magnus in a nervous tone, and stepped forward to stand at the front of all his brothers.

"Of course we'll be killed by him!" Magnus replied, his eyes scanning the dust in the air.

The dust was originally the opposing sides of the battlefield, but they all turned into ashes in an instant after Horus himself appeared.

This proves that the last traces of the Horus body in front of him in reality and subspace also have the ability to destroy others.

Magnus didn't know the exact principle, and he wasn't in the mood to study it now, but he could guess that just like psionic interference and distortion of reality, although the Horus in front of him was a remnant of the pinnacle battle 10,000 years ago, not the real body, and even a clone in terms of realism, it didn't mean that he was just a harmless phantom.

"Brothers...... You're all there. ”

Horus himself looked at the clones in front of him.

From Horus's own point of view, all of his brothers are standing in the Spirit of Vengeance, everyone looking at him.

And he himself is not that hideous-looking.

Until Horus's gaze swept over each of the "brothers" and finally saw a clone of himself.

"No...... Not ......"

"You're all a bunch of goddamn fakes!"

Horus let out a soul-shaking roar, and all the protoclones were nearly ineffective at this moment.

Magnus was shocked by the psychic power of Horus's body that erupted from the past and the future, and he lost the will to fight with a single roar, and he began to think.

Based on the information he had seen in his psionic vision just now, Magnus believed that this Horus body was just the remnants of the waves caused by the earth-shattering battle in the past and the future 10,000 years ago in the subspace and the real universe, and it was only the remaining power of the dead Horus body.

This Horus was the black that was the one that opposed the gold, and he was obviously attracted by the unidentified aetheric storm that had just erupted.

Looking back, Magnus also found that the gold and black he saw were intertwined, not only on the Vengeful Spirit, but also in many points in the past.

For example, on Cadia, who is experiencing life and death.

"You're still useful." Horus himself did not attack directly, "Even if you are an abominable fake, even if you are blaspheming my brothers...... But you're also a good vessel. ”

Magnus watched as Horus raised his power claws, admiring the remaining feathers on it.

"You will be the container."

"Let most of my brothers who are like lost lambs come to their senses and contribute to the cause that can truly save humanity."

Hearing this, the clones felt like they were about to be killed.

But the reverberation of that duel 10,000 years ago wasn't just Horus.

As a golden light lit up the battlefield, another tall, muscular figure appeared behind Horus with the Emperor's Sword in his hand and slashed at him.

As if inspired by fate, the sudden attack immediately put Horus into a state of battle, and he no longer paid attention to the clones in front of him, but directly faced the golden majestic figure.

That's the Emperor.

In the eyes of the clones other than Magnus, it was the unquestioned Emperor himself.

When they saw him, the clones even felt that the familiar emperor from 10,000 years ago had come back to life, stood up from the golden throne, and stood right in front of them.

But in Magnus's eyes, whether it was the emperor he was familiar with 10,000 years ago in his memory, or the Horus who continued to duel with the emperor, they were just surging psionic powers, almost real entities made up of a roaring torrent of ether.

"Don't call them fakes." The Emperor and Horus were hand-to-heart, "They are your loyal brothers' insurance, and they are the only salvation for the rebels led by you damned traitor!" ”

"You betrayed humanity first! Father! Horus slashed at the emperor with a sword, "The great cause of your mouth is nothing but your lie, a stepping stone to the realization of your ambitions, I am the salvation of mankind, I am the only demigod who is loyal and serves this weak species!" ”

Every move of the two sides in the struggle and refutation and rebuttal can set off an impact with incredible power, and every word resounded like thunder on the battlefield.

Magnus was overjoyed to see the remnants of the emperor in that duel, and he even had a sense of relief that he had escaped.

But when the Emperor's remnants helped them break the siege and fight Horus, Magnus's heart was half cold.

Because the battle in front of them was so terrifying, every slash and even every word from both sides set off waves in the current space, and the remnants of the raging psionic duel were enough to cause damage to others who could not intervene in the battle.

At this time, even mortals know that this is not a battle that they can intervene in, but it is one thing to know, and it is another to be able to react.

The clones couldn't even escape, and they were not as good at psionic energy as Magnus, but they also really realized at this time how powerful Horus was who had been distorted and instilled with power by the four gods, and what Horus had seriously injured the emperor with 10,000 years ago.

"Horus! Horus! ”

Magnus struggled to hold up the psionic barrier, calling out the name of his clone brother, each hoarse cry accompanied by a gushing of blood, the constant onslaught of psionic energy leaving him alone.

When Clone Horus heard the shout, he thought that Magnus was not calling out his clone, and he didn't react until Magnus reached out and sucked Clone Horus into the barrier while maintaining the psionic barrier.

On the ever-changing battlefield, in the aftermath of the earth-shattering duel of 10,000 years ago, the clones took refuge in the tiny barriers that stood in the corners, watching the battle they simply couldn't intervene.

(End of chapter)