Chapter 573

The Void Dragon, restrained inside the Iron Circle robot, slightly extended its energy-state tentacles, stabbing into the structure of reality.

This was easy for Him, almost an instinct.

Even with fragmented memories, the Void Dragon still remembered that sea of energy when the universe was first born.

Scorching energy filled the still-narrow universe; matter was still an unformed concept, only photons surged and collided with each other, forming electron-positron annihilation; quarks and gluons had not yet bonded, traveling freely in the universe, forming a dense quark soup at temperatures of hundreds of millions of degrees.

As for atoms? That was still a distant concept; in that era, even protons and neutrons were still waiting to be formed.

And it was in that era that the C'tan were born.

They were the energy itself surging in the universe; those energies that would later determine the laws of the material universe were of the same origin as them, and the boundary between the C'tan and the universe was not so clear, just as the boundary between a single-celled organism soaking in the primordial ocean and the ocean itself was not very clear.

Until all things began to cool, neutrons and protons formed, atomic nuclei began to capture electrons to form atoms, and photons escaped the cage of electromagnetism to become the first beam of light illuminating the entire universe.

Those energies that had once soaked with Them began to settle down to form matter, while those energies that had never cooled down formed them alone.

But... with just a thought, they could still establish a link with the energy that determined the laws of the material universe, and thus easily tamper with the laws of physics.

As for playing with human technological creations, that was even easier——————

The Void Dragon controlled the Iron Circle robot that restrained Him and slightly raised its arm.

Almost in the blink of an eye, that massive Oberon-class General Cannon disintegrated under the Void Dragon's control, turning into thousands of components, and then re-aggregated in the blink of an eye, suspended in mid-air, aiming at Lion El'Jonson.

The scorching radiance of plasma flickered on the muzzle, turning into a dazzling pale star suspended in the high heavens.

Lion moved, and the dense forest covered by thick leaves and blocking the sun appeared vaguely beside him, wanting to escape into it to avoid the General Cannon aiming at him.

A sound of breaking through the air suddenly rang out; eight thick arrows fell from the Void Dragon's side, circling in a coordinated posture at a distance of three to five meters from Lion, surrounding him.

At this very moment, the layers of dense forest phantom appearing beside Lion became blurred, like an old-fashioned television suffering from signal interference on a rainy day.

A strange sense of discomfort also emerged within Lion, as if his soul and existence were being slightly repelled from his body.

The Void Dragon was the Master of Blackstone; He could easily smelt Blackstone and control these materials to weaken or amplify the power of the Warp.

But He was ultimately just a fragment; the temporarily refined Blackstone was not enough to completely suppress Lion El'Jonson's powerful Warp power.

The Void Dragon did not need to suppress him for long; He only needed to make Lion unable to escape into that strange forest in a short time and escape from the plasma fire released by the General Cannon.

The Void Dragon still felt uneasy; He adjusted the laws of physics to make electrons easier to be stripped from atoms, forming a denser, higher-temperature plasma.

He did not believe that Lion El'Jonson could withstand a shot capable of destroying a Hive City just by relying on that small metal shield?

Even if that shield was stained with some Warp power, it could not be exerted under the suppression of Blackstone.

Sure enough, finding that he could not take a walk in the forest, the Lion dropped the shield in his hand, letting the Shield of the Hua Hua Hua Di Huang fall to the ground, making a crisp sound.

As if Lion had given up resistance.

The scorching plasma light stung the Lion's eyes; Lion reached out toward his cloak————————

Sanguinius was so fast that it was almost as if he had abandoned his material body, turning into a storm composed purely of white and red-gold.

This storm swept, whistled, and swept across the battlefield, passing over one Iron Circle robot after another.

Those three hundred Iron Circle robots, into which Perturabo had invested countless efforts, were falling at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Perturabo issued a series of commands in succession, squeezing out his command talent, letting those Iron Circle robots scattered by Sanguinius quickly re-form their formation, holding their shields high, turning into a steel wall, blocking the storm Sanguinius had turned into.

The steel wall collided, clanging; the first layer of the shield wall was overturned in the blink of an eye, and the second layer of the wall only persisted for a moment, while the third layer of the wall barely managed to slow Sanguinius down for a moment.

Perturabo seized this brief moment; he took a step forward, and his body, composed entirely of steel, suddenly unfolded; those massive metal parts deformed rapidly in a dazzling way, and cables and metal plates grew like living things; countless war weapons stabbed out from within, like the sharp horns of a demon.

In the blink of an eye, Perturabo turned into a steel beast the size of a Castellan Knight; his body was so massive and heavy that his legs had to abandon their human form, each splitting into four pieces and stabbing deeply into the ground, supporting Perturabo's body.

Bolters, meltas, arcs, plasma... Perturabo pushed forward like a thick steel wall while venting firepower toward Sanguinius.

The warhammer in his hand smashed fiercely into the storm Sanguinius had stirred up; the fluctuations produced by the collision of the two Primarchs almost made the entire planet tremble, and the light produced was enough to be seen with the naked eye from orbit.

The Spear of Telos stabbed out from the storm violently, wrapped in powerful psychic power, shattering the warhammer in Perturabo's hand.

That warhammer was temporarily forged by Perturabo and could not compare to Forgebreaker, which was forged by Fulgrim himself and modified by Ferrus and Perturabo, and could not rival the Spear of Telos forged by the Hua Hua Hua Di Huang himself.

The fragments of the shattered warhammer splattered; Perturabo reached out his steel fist and grabbed the Spear of Telos, the metal structure on his arm twisting, forcibly dragging the Spear of Telos and Sanguinius toward himself.