After dealing with Lorgar, Angron turned to fight Magnus.

Looking at Lorgar who had just been thrown away, a trace of fear flashed in Magnus' eyes, but he did not retreat.

He waved his psychic staff once more, and countless psychic illusions emerged around Angron, trying to confuse his perception.

However, Angron's will was as solid as a rock, and his psychic power was like a sharp sword, shattering all illusions.

"Magnus, your tricks have ended here!"

Angron roared, and rushed towards Magnus like a flash of lightning. His chainsaw axe drew a golden trajectory in the air and chopped directly towards Magnus' head.

Magnus quickly raised his psychic staff to block, but Angron's power was too great.

The moment the chainsaw axe collided with the psychic staff, Magnus' body was knocked back several steps and a crack appeared on his staff.

"Angron, you cannot defeat me!" Magnus roared, trying to interfere with Angron with his psychic powers again.

However, Angron's psychic power was like an indestructible barrier, isolating all interference.

However, Angron's heavy punch dealt another critical blow to Magnus, who was already seriously injured.

As a last resort, Magnus decisively chose Kairun.

In the battlefield, apart from Lorgar who was dying in orbit, Magnus who was running away, and Chaos Angron who was chopped to pieces by Angron's axe, the only ones who could fight were Mortarion and a group of Chaos Daemons.

On the other hand, on the Imperial side, there was Angron who had already liberated the power of the Warp, Lorgar who was fighting more and more fiercely, Perturabo who was firing and foul-mouthed, and Sanguinius who was acting as a firefighter on the battlefield.

Now, the balance of the battlefield has tilted towards the Empire, and the entire Chaos side has only one Mortarion who is ready to rebel at any time.

But Angron had no time to care about Mortarion at this moment. He was only focused on finding trouble with the demons of Khorne.

At this moment, the ground suddenly shook violently, the bloody sky was torn apart, and several huge Khorne Daemons rushed out from the cracks.

Their bodies are as huge as mountains, their skin is covered with heavy armor, and the armor is inlaid with countless heads of defeated soldiers.

With bloodthirsty lights burning in their eyes and deafening roars emanating from their mouths, they rushed straight towards Angron.

Khorne was completely excited at this time. Damn the victory! Damn the strategy! Let's fight first!

"Angron! Your soul will belong to Khorne!" A great demon wielded a huge battle axe, the axe blade wrapped in blood and chaotic energy, and chopped down at Angron.

Angron snorted coldly, his body suddenly turned, and golden spiritual energy burst out from his chainsaw axe, directly facing the demon's battle axe.

The moment the two forces collided, a deafening roar broke out.

The great demon's battle axe disintegrated under the impact of psychic energy, and its arm was also shattered.

Angron's chainsaw axe slashed down and split the demon's head in half.

However, before he could catch his breath, several other big demons surrounded him.

Their attacks came like a violent storm, with axes, swords, and spears aimed at Angron's vital points with destructive power.

At this moment, a golden crack suddenly appeared in the sky.

A huge amount of warp power surged out of the cracks, and golden psychic energy poured down like a waterfall, sprinkling on the surface of the planet corroded by Chaos.

The light was pure and sacred, as if it could purify all filth.

The surface that was originally corroded by chaos began to burn under the illumination of the light. The bloody soil turned to ashes, and the bones and rotten flesh dissipated in the light, and were replaced by a golden glow.

"Is this... the power of the Emperor?" Angron raised his head, a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, more golden cracks opened up in the sky, as if the entire universe was torn apart.

An army wrapped in golden armor walked out of the crack.

Their bodies were tall and majestic, with the Emperor's holy image carved on their armor, and weapons shining with psychic energy in their hands. Their steps were orderly and firm, like an unstoppable army.

And the one walking in the front was Kahn.

His body was wrapped in golden armor, and the hammer in his hand shone with the light of thunder. His eyes burned with golden flames, and wherever his eyes went, even the air was trembling. His voice resounded through the battlefield like thunder: "For the Emperor! For revenge!"

"Karn..." Angron whispered, a complicated look flashing in his eyes. He didn't expect that Kahn would return in this way.

Golden light poured down from the sky like a waterfall, and pure and sacred spiritual energy fell on the surface of the planet corroded by chaos.

This light seemed to have life. It flowed in the air like a golden river, washing away all filth and decay.

When the golden light came into contact with the chaotic filth, it was like pouring cold water on a hot block of iron, instantly causing a violent reaction.

The surfaces corroded by chaos began to emit a harsh hissing sound, and the bloody soil quickly evaporated under the light, turning into wisps of black smoke rising up.

The skin of the Khorne demons began to crumble the moment they came into contact with the golden light, and their flesh and blood quickly melted as if burned by flames.

A demon tried to use its huge claws to block the light, but before its claws were fully raised, they were swallowed by the light and turned into a pool of smelly blood.

Its body twisted in the light, and it let out a shrill scream, before eventually turning into ashes and dissipating in the wind.

A Khorne Daemon was wielding a huge battle axe, the axe blade wrapped in blood and chaos energy.

However, when the golden light fell on its body, its movement suddenly stopped.

Its skin began to crack, and golden light burst out from the cracks, as if endless flames were injected into its body.

The demon let out a deafening roar and tried to resist the erosion of the light with the power of chaos, but its efforts were useless.

Its body gradually disintegrated in the light, and the heads on the armor fell off one by one and turned into ashes.

Finally, its huge body completely dissipated, leaving only charred remains on the ground.

Another demon tried to escape from the light. Its body ran wildly on the bloody land, roaring in fear.

However, the golden light followed it closely like a thorn in its side.

Its skin began to peel off in the light, its flesh and blood evaporated in the air, and finally its body turned into a bloody mist and dissipated in the golden light.

Just as the filth of Chaos was purified by the light, a huge Khorne Daemon raised its head, its eyes filled with fear and disbelief.

Its body is as huge as a mountain, and its skin is covered with heavy armor, on which are inlaid the heads of countless defeated warriors.

In its hand, it held a huge sword made of blood, with chaotic energy wrapped around the blade. However, at this moment, it seemed so small.

The demon's one eye stared at the golden crack in the sky, and endless light was reflected in its pupil.

A low roar emanated from its throat, a mixture of fear and anger in its voice: "This is impossible... the power of the cursed... how could it be..."

Before the sound was fully uttered, it was interrupted by a flash of golden lightning. Kahn stepped out of the light, his hammer raised high, thunder flashing on the hammer head.

His gaze was cold and firm as he stared into the Great Demon's single eye: "You running dogs of Chaos, your doom has come."

The demon tried to raise the giant sword to block, but its movements seemed extremely slow under the golden light.

Kahn swung his hammer down suddenly, and golden thunder burst out from the hammer head, directly piercing through the body of the demon.

The great demon's armor crumbled under the impact of thunder, its flesh and blood evaporated in the light, and finally turned into ashes and dissipated in the wind.

The chaos and filth on the battlefield quickly faded under the shining golden light, and the blood-red sky was replaced by golden light.

"For the Emperor!" Kahn's voice echoed on the battlefield, and his figure rushed towards the remaining demons like a golden lightning.

"For revenge!" Angron's voice was low and hoarse, but full of power. He swung his chainsaw axe again, and golden spiritual energy burst out on the blade, pointing directly at the enemy in front.