Chapter 614: War in the Gothic Sky (XVIII) It’s Too Late

Swish!

The light of the plasma beam was so dazzling, and the rays that penetrated the space were one step ahead of the sound of burning the air!

Whether it was Garo or Qile, or even Calvin as the Primarch, it was impossible to escape the attack of the first cosmic speed.

But the warrior's instinct still made Garo feel the sting of being maliciously locked on his forehead before he saw the Primarch raise his hand.

So before a beam of incandescent light lit up, he had already rolled out of the range of the dark lamp in a mess.

"..."

Calvin didn't say anything, because such a change between milliseconds was too late to remind him.

And Garo didn't complain, nor was he angry about Mortarion's sneak attack. He just strode towards him in the latter's more gloomy face.

One hundred meters, fifty meters, thirty meters; the heavy footsteps of Astartes became clearer and clearer in Mortarion's ears.

He could even sense from Garo's breathing that the other party's vitality that was not commensurate with his appearance was recovering.

Under the gaze of thousands of Death Guards around him, he finally raised the scythe in his hand again.

"Finish him!" Typhons' afterimage roared in the air. He seemed to have noticed something strange about Garro, and vaguely felt that the fate of this battle was being distorted.

Mortarion's face was as gloomy as water, and he held the Silence in his hand horizontally.

This fallen Primarch obviously understood Garro's abnormality better, and at this moment he was examining the other's figure with unprecedented caution.

"Some kind of... familiar feeling."

Mortarion thought and walked towards Garro. The sharp blade of the Silence scythe was swung by him again, and the moment it collided with the long sword, he already felt the extraordinary power.

Boom!

The two sharp weapons, both born for killing, continued their first clang in the confrontation that was so dense that ordinary people could not recognize.

In the eyes of many surprised Death Guards, the traitor who should have died in the first attack of the Primarch seemed to be struggling in a roar! He survived the Primarch's attack!

"Traitor!" Mortarion looked at the captain of the Seventh Company in front of him, and the hatred in his heart became more and more uncontrollable as some emotions brewed.

He raised his scythe, first with a powerful sweep, and then at the moment when the opponent retreated, he suddenly used the counterweight at the end of the scythe to hammer hard on the free blade.

Garro's center of gravity was instantly fixed, and the heavy Silence was as light as nothing in Mortarion's hands, and was turned over again in the next second; so Garro, who was nailed in place, could only sweep the heavy sword with all his strength, hoping to force the opponent to retreat with the threat of exchanging injuries for injuries.

But he also knew that the Primarch's martial arts had reached and exceeded the limits of mortals in a sense, and all this was obviously within Mortarion's calculations.

So Garo, with his hands waving in the air, could only watch the wings of Mortarion in front of him soar into the air, retreating suddenly without paying attention to gravity, and retreating calmly from the tip of the free blade.

And the vicious serrated blade of Silence silently fell on his shoulder at an angle where he was too old to react.

"Hmm!"

Heavy Taogang, hard gold.

Because of the honor of "combat captain", Garo's exquisite power armor, its gorgeous and heavy shoulder armor was as thin as paper in front of Silence, and was easily torn apart by Silence like an eggshell being broken.

While Garo staggered back with big steps, he also felt a sharp pain from his arm after a tingling sensation. Then he subconsciously pulled out the bolter from his waist with one arm, and bought himself time with a barrage of approaching bullets!

Swish!

The hormone injected from the neck was completed, and only the empty glass tube was ejected from the back of the neck.

The drug spread in the blood, and Garro's eyes widened, watching Mortarion slowly walk out of the barrage of bullets fired by the bolter.

Feeling that the bones of his shoulder were not completely disabled, and the power from Calvin, while rapidly repairing the shoulder muscles, spread throughout his body in a way that was so cold that it caused him to have phantom pain.

"I... am not a traitor."

"I have never betrayed my oath!"

Garro gritted his teeth and growled. The injuries on his body and the coldness from Calvin in his body were tormenting Garro's will at the same time.

He still did not forget to correct Mortarion's accusations with an almost stubborn attitude at this time!

"I, and you, are all tools of the Emperor! And you are the one who betrayed the sacred oath!"

It's almost there! It's almost there!

Calvin watched Garro from the side, and was not at all surprised by the secret of "The Unbroken" told by the two of them.

He had already obtained "it" earlier. But he still had no reason to leave at this moment, because of the warrior in front of him who dared to swing his sword at the original body!

The body of the battle captain was almost transparent in his eyes, and the mercury-like power of order was spreading rapidly in his body!

Just wait for it to complete the first cycle! Guarding Calvin will completely merge with Garo! Just wait for this final transformation to end! At that time, Garo will truly become a superhuman existence!

"Nonsense!" Mortarion sneered at Garro's words, but more of it was anger after a lie was exposed.

He didn't wait for Garro to recover, and picked up the Silence Group again!

Garro, who was almost driven crazy by the double pain outside and inside, was forced to fight Mortarion again, and used his heavy sword to withstand Mortarion's hateful blow!

Bang!

The battle captain was knocked away again, but there was more than just the sound of metal collision in the air.

It was like a silver bottle exploding, and it was like the final hammer after the weapon was quenched!

After defending Calvin and Garro, after the souls of both sides merged to a certain limit, with the help of the fallen Primarch Mortarion, they completely crossed the gulf between heaven and man!

"Huh?" Mortarion looked forward in surprise, where Garro, who should have fallen, was abnormally floating in the air at this moment!

A certain threat from the bones, and the familiar feeling that crawled in his memory like a bug but could never be caught, made Mortarion instinctively feel that something was wrong!

He even put down his dignity as a Primarch at this moment, and hurriedly puffed up his wings to pounce on Garro!

However, when he and the scythe in his hand were about to touch the figure; the figure who had been bowing his head suddenly raised his head to him!

"Ga... Er... Wen!"

Looking at the stranger in front of him, especially the face that combined the features of Garro and Galvin;

Mortarion was surprised at first, and then he reacted instantly in the smile on the corner of the other's mouth!

Memory! The damn memory was finally found by him at this moment!

He finally knew who he was!

He also finally knew the situation he was in!

He understood everything! But...

"It's too late."

Galvin/Galo, at this distance within reach, raised the long sword in his hand, which was dyed with silver flames at some point, and said to him in a voice that only the two of them could hear:

"It's too late."

Update! As the title says, we are still a few minutes late after rushing!!!