Chapter 602: I can make countless mistakes, but you can only make one mistake.

"Captain Angron, where should we attack next?"

After the Redemption Brigade soldiers on the ground shattered the demon army's defenses, the leading Astra Militarum general quickly reported to Angron who was slaughtering Demon No. 1.

"Attack? Attack in the direction where the enemy is, until the enemy is torn into pieces."

After receiving Angron's order, the Redemption Brigade soldiers on the ground quickly began to clear the ground battlefield, and Angron also came to the main control room of Demon No. 1.

"I say, you guys are the ones who did the angel civilization thing, right?"

Morgana sat on the throne with her legs crossed. Standing in front of her were a dozen Space Marines led by the Primarch Angron.

Angron and the others did not reply, they just stood there silently.

"Humph, it doesn't matter if you don't tell me, but you killed my sister..."

Before Morgana finished speaking, Angron had already rushed towards her. The chainsaw axe in his hand flashed with cold light and carried a fierce momentum, as if he was going to tear the entire space apart.

"asshole!"

Morgana roared angrily and jumped up from the throne. A huge black claw appeared on Morgana's arm and immediately attacked Angron.

"Fuck! Did you take a few powerful pills?" The moment Morgana blocked Angron's attack, she felt an overwhelming force surging towards her.

The force was so strong that Morgana's arms began to tremble slightly.

However, Angron did not respond to Morgana's complaints.

He gripped the chainsaw axe tightly in his hand, exerting constant pressure, and continuously outputting his enormous power through the axe blade.

Every time he swung the axe, it was with unparalleled power, as if to tear the void apart.

"That's all the strength you have! I told you to be paralyzed!" Although Morgana was still arrogant in her words, her body was honestly retreating.

In this fierce struggle, Morgana was clearly at a disadvantage.

"Damn it! That loser Carl actually died in your hands!" Morgana cursed while quickly thinking of a response strategy.

She decided to change her tactics and no longer confront Angron head-on.

She flashed and two demon claws slashed towards Angron's waist like lightning.

"Bitch! Let me show you real power!" Morgana shouted excitedly, with a crazy light flashing in her eyes.

Her demon claws rained down on Angron's head, each strike containing endless murderous intent and power.

“Ding ding ding ding ding!!!!”

The harsh sound of metal collisions continued to ring out, and the demon's claws kept hitting Angron's head like raindrops.

However, Angron was as steady as a rock. His movements were smooth and precise, and he easily blocked every attack from Morgana.

"good chance!"

Morgana was secretly delighted. She seized the opportunity and quickly summoned out a silver blade that was flashing with cold light.

Then, without hesitation, she lunged straight at Angron.

The sharp blade carried a fierce momentum and was about to pierce Angron's body.

At this moment, a crisp sound was heard.

The extremely solid silver blade seemed to have hit a solid wall and broke into two pieces in an instant.

The place where the silver blade pierced only showed a small bloody dot, and then it scarred and healed at an astonishing speed.

"what?"

Morgana secretly cursed. She never thought that the fatal blow she had carefully prepared for several minutes would not cause any harm to the man in front of her.

Her eyes widened in disbelief as she stared at the rapidly healing wounds on Angron's body.

"Is this your most deadly attack? It's not even worthy of leaving a scar on me."

Angron looked at the place where he had just been stabbed, and then looked coldly at Morgana in front of him, his eyes full of ridicule and disdain.

"I can make countless mistakes, but you can only make one mistake."

As Angron spoke, Morgana attacked again.

"Fuck you! I don't believe you can recover after I grind you into a pulp!"

Morgana roared and attacked Angron, but this time Angron did not hold back.

The roaring chainsaw axe was like the roar of the god of death. The huge impact force hit Morgana's abdomen and knocked her away.

"Bitch! That hurts!"

Morgana struggled to get up, but what greeted her next was a series of attacks from Angron.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, Morgana used the wormhole to prepare to leave the battlefield.

However, at the moment Morgana escaped, the micro wormhole that had just opened was suddenly closed.

"What?" Morgana was stunned when she heard the voice, but at this moment, a gray figure rushed out from the dome, and then the Titan Sword in his hand fell straight down like a meteor.

"Damn it!" Morgana was startled, realizing the danger was approaching, and quickly dodged to the side. However, the blue psychic lightning followed her like a shadow and quickly hit her body.

"My Lord Primarch, please hand her over to me. My Lord commands you to return to Terra immediately." Diego came to Angron's side and bowed slightly.

"This fight is meaningless. She is yours." Angron glanced at Morgana, then turned and walked away.

"Bitch! How dare you look down on me!" Morgana roared angrily and rushed towards Angron. However, at this moment, a sharp knife flashed.

The blue psychic lightning slashed Morgana's body along the blade, and the huge force knocked her away again.

Diego, holding the Titan Sword, stood in front of Morgana, and bursts of psychic lightning were blooming on Diego's silver armor.

The Titan Sword, a relic-level psychic sword of divine retribution, has been held by the Supreme Grand Master since the founding of the Grey Knights Chapter.

This sword is a curse to demons, and each wielder must achieve perfect psychic harmony with the sword.

In addition, people have given it many other names, such as Blade of Will, Enemy's Scourge, and Life Drinker.

It is said that the Titan Sword was forged by the Emperor himself and given to one of His generals during the Unification Wars.

The Emperor taught the General how to harness the sword's mighty power through the power of his will.

The sword was later given to one of the general's champions, and was seen in action throughout the Great Crusade.

At the end of the Horus Heresy, it became one of the holy relics bequeathed to the Grey Knights by Malcador the Sigillite, and was given the name "Titan Sword" by the first Grand Master Janus.