Titan, also known as Titan, is a satellite body orbiting Saturn.
There is no developed industry, no agriculture, and even the population is very small.
But the existence of this planet is very important to the empire.
Because Titan is the Grey Knights' fortress world.
The Grey Knights, who specialize in fighting Chaos and dealing with demons, train and practice on it, and are always ready to go out and kill demons throughout the empire.
At the time of Horus's Heresy, the Emperor was already mentally prepared for the failure of the Webway Project.
Humanity will inevitably be poisoned by Chaos Tea.
Ordinary weapons are not very effective against chaos.
Psykers are too dangerous to use in the fight against Chaos.
Humanity must have an army that can specifically fight against demons.
Only in this way can we ensure that the survival of the human empire will not be destroyed by supernatural enemies.
Malcador recruited several Space Marines with extensive experience in fighting against the creatures of the Warp and made them the Chief Grand Masters of the Grey Knights Chapter.
Combined with the Emperor's latest gene-seed creation.
Thus was born the Grey Knights, a Legion skilled in psychic powers and able to resist the contamination of the Warp.
The Grey Knights are composed entirely of psykers, implanted with gene-seed specially crafted by the Emperor.
They are absolutely loyal. Over the past ten thousand years, the Grey Knights have never betrayed anyone.
Like the Custodes, the Grey Knights can resist the influence of Chaos.
For ten thousand years, the Grey Knights have roamed the Empire, hunting down horrific demonic creatures and sealing away forbidden items that are harmful to the Imperium of Man.
Few people know they exist.
Because when the Grey Knights are dispatched, it often means that the situation has reached a critical moment that is irreversible.
There wouldn't be many living people who could remain sane in that situation.
The Inquisition would not allow those people to live to tell their stories.
Many worlds cleansed by the Grey Knights will sterilize or directly execute the survivors.
Of course, this has been possible before.
With the emergence of the Great Rift, Chaos has become a secret that can no longer be kept secret.
When Terra was facing the crisis of demon invasion.
Titan responded to the call of the Custodes and sent out a strike force.
Send someone in to solve Terra's problem before the situation gets too bad.
The unrest continued, and the sky over Terra was blood red.
As the mob rebellion spreads, the eerie whispers grow louder.
Those demons are entering the real universe with the help of mob killings and blood sacrifices.
They want to enter Terra and put an end to the human empire once and for all.
The Custodians, the Grey Knights, and those loyal to the Emperor will prevent this catastrophe.
From the city walls, Valyrian observed the Grey Knights.
These cousins possess special skills that the Custodes do not possess.
They were highly efficient in killing and exorcising demons and abominable creatures of the Warp.
The efficiency is much faster than that of the Imperial Guards.
Moreover, their strategy is more effective.
As a scholar-guard who enjoyed spending time in the libraries of Terra, Valyrian knew many of the secrets of the Empire.
Like the Custodes, the Grey Knights can fight and kill demons, and have stronger immunity than others, especially immunity to the temptations of the Warp.
The Grey Knight was the last gift she left before she sat on the throne.
An important means for humans to survive in the cruel subspace.
There are two libraries in the solar system that store knowledge for fighting demons.
A tower of hegemony located in the inner court, an archive dedicated to the imperial guards.
A larger library is located on Titan.
The forbidden knowledge can only be said to be safe if it is kept in these two places.
Although far away from Holy Terra, Titan still enjoys her protection.
In her last moments, when Horus, dominated by Chaos, approached Holy Terra, Titan disappeared silently.
Really disappeared.
With her supreme power, she isolated the space of Titan from the real universe and placed it in a safe corner of the warp, waiting for the end of the Horus Heresy.
The Grey Knights survived the shocking siege in the asylum, and continued to fulfill their original mission in the years that followed.
Valyrian observed the Grey Knights for a moment and then looked away, putting away his thoughts and focusing on the things in front of him.
The Grey Knights and the Custodes have different missions. After clearing out those severely mutated thugs, they will leave and head to the next battlefield.
After the Great Rift appeared, the Grey Knights' combat mission became much heavier, forcing them to travel everywhere to suppress the demons and prevent the complete collapse of the human empire system.
The Grey Knights supporting Terra were the last available troops on Titan.
The remaining Grey Knights had to guard Titan strictly to prevent the sealed monsters and forbidden items from getting out of control.
Valerian stood on the wall of Lion's Gate and watched the guards, with the help of the Grey Knights, repel those abominable creatures time and time again.
Many people have been transformed into half-human, half-demon creatures.
Mutations like having fangs and growing weird wings.
The wave of supernatural violence grows stronger and stronger, and instigators appear everywhere.
Gathering in droves with their followers, begging for the foolish blessing from the Warp.
Some are truly corrupted, and over the years they have served Chaos, and this day is what they did everything they could to create.
Some are wretches driven by deception and desperation.
The corruption of the Imperial bureaucracy has eroded their trust in the Empire, and their fragile minds have been transformed by the terrifying visions emerging from the sky and their empty stomachs.
The Lion Gate city wall is the boundary, and the situation outside is already a mess.
Especially after the death of Tyrion, no one was responsible for organizing the logistical support for the various imperial troops.
The morale of those troops plummeted and they had no intention of fighting at all. After all, no one wanted to work when they were hungry.
In just a few days, the Empire lost control of most residential areas.
The magnificent cathedral had become a place of depravity and desecration.
Sculptures commemorating the heroes of the empire were desecrated.
It was really a dereliction of duty for such a thing to happen right under her nose.
Suddenly, a letter entered Valyrian's personal database.
Observation stations in low Earth orbit detected a large number of rioters gathering near the parade avenue, as well as excessively strong subspace energy.
Valyrian read the message and asked the man in charge of the mortal forces to mobilize a force for him.
Be prepared to wipe out the gathered traitors to prevent them from forming a larger wave.
After such a long battle, Valerian finally learned that the opponent's name was Eubo.
Yubo comes from the world of Catachan and is a veteran who has experienced many battlefields.
Ubbe assembled a force of two hundred men for Valerian, and also found several Valkyrie fighters and Stormbird gunships.
Valyrian's target was the Parade Way, a road that stretched from the skyport to the inner wall and was more than three hundred meters wide.
He needed to ensure that the road was open so that the retreating troops could return safely to the city wall for rest and recuperation.
Once the Parade Avenue falls, they will completely lose control of the situation outside.
To this end, Valerian repeatedly carried out cleanup missions, hunting down monsters that had long since mutated along the way.
The fighter jets took off and their weapon systems were adjusted to maximum sensitivity.
The Gundam buildings of the Hive City appeared on both sides of the fighter formation.
Many buildings were engulfed in flames and thick smoke, mixed with screams and desperate roars.
The fire control system adjusts the linked firepower system on the fighter at any time.
As soon as any sign of danger is detected, the fire control system will open fire directly.
Valerian stood on the fighter plane, looking solemnly at the buildings shrouded in smoke and flames.
Billions of people are still hiding in those living coffins.
Valyrian was pessimistic about how much sanity they had retained.
There is no food and no safety.
I'm afraid they would have collapsed long ago under the double torture of the mob and the whispers.
The Ministry of Justice has been paralyzed and is completely unable to maintain peripheral security.
At the beginning, some troops went to various residential areas to suppress the rioters.
But soon, those troops disappeared.
No news came back, and they were killed in the riot suppression operation.
Later, the Ministry of Justice gave up its efforts to continue the suppression.
Because there are not only thugs among the thugs, but also many mutated abominable monsters.
Valerian guessed that many of the people inside those buildings had gone mad and turned into abominable monsters.
In this kind of situation, he was angry at the cowardice of mortals and the incompetence of the high lords.
But at this point, solving the problem is the most important thing.
Tattered flags were hung from the burned-out windows, daubed with the corrupted symbols of Chaos.
People are turning a blind eye to this and there is no point in erasing these flags.
Those lunatics will release more flags in retaliation.
Valerian looked up through the gunboat's hatch toward the sky.
He felt vaguely uneasy.
The sky became redder and redder, even forming a strange blood-red eye.
It's like there's a madman who's craving for war and bloodshed watching the throne world.
People staying in Terra cannot see the sunrise or sunset.
Even when sleeping, I would be troubled by endless nightmares.
The High Lords' stupidity had left a gap in Terra's defenses.
There is no way to protect the innocent people who remain in the vast residential areas, nor is there any way to protect important industrial production.
The troops could only hide behind the city walls, allowing large areas of residential areas and factories to be occupied by the mob.
Inside the cabin, the fully armed Youbo sat next to Valerian, looking even smaller.
In his hand he held a safety manual that still smelled of ink.
Valerian took a look and saw the signature of the Ministry of Munitions on it.
Special Strike Forces Safety Operations Code.
1: Don't pay attention to the whispers in your ears. They are pure farts. Disgusting and disgusting. If you find yourself paying too much attention to the whispers, or if you find other soldiers being distracted or confused by the whispers, please contact your nearest Inquisitor.
2. Do not act alone. You must ensure that there are at least five people acting together, and carry stable and reliable communication equipment and sufficient weapons and ammunition. If you do not have such supplies, please ask your superior for such supplies. If your superior is unwilling to replenish your weapons and ammunition and insists on sending you to a dangerous area to perform a mission, please contact your nearest judge.
If there are Custodians and Grey Knights accompanying you, this rule will be invalid.
Three: During the mission, do not pay attention to any requests for help from the citizens of the Empire. Our mission is to prioritize the safety of the Holy Emperor. Do not waste time on any insignificant person, no matter what the other person's previous identity is. Remember, no one is more important than the Holy Emperor. If you find someone violating this rule and trying to help the trapped citizens of the Empire with various excuses, please stay away from him, protect yourself, and contact the Inquisitor in time.
4: During the mission, if you encounter an imperial citizen who is wrapped in clothing or has a mutated body, you can shoot him directly. This order is signed by the Marshal of the Imperial Guard, so there is no need to worry about being held accountable by the military court afterwards.
Remember, humans only have two eyes side by side, two ears facing each other, a mouth that is smaller than the head and larger than the eyes, a nose, two arms of equal length, and five fingers.
Humans do not have bloody wings, bone spurs and sharp horns, fangs in their mouths, or tentacles on their bodies.
When encountering individuals with such characteristics, the Military Affairs Department allows them to be shot and killed without any military consequences.
5. When encountering a large-scale gathering, loudspeakers can be used to warn them to obey the martial law order and to disperse immediately and return home. If three warnings are ineffective or the other party shows an aggressive attitude, lethal military suppression measures can be taken.
They have turned their backs on the Holy Emperor and do not want any mercy or burden.
6: You are not allowed to pray to any being other than the Holy Emperor, not even your deceased parents or elders. You can only pray to the Holy Emperor.
Any soldier who violates this rule will be punished by the Tribunal.
7: It is not allowed to spread any religious books other than the state religion, and even talking about it is not allowed. If you find any violation, please contact the inquisitor closest to you.
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30: If you encounter an indescribable monster and a round of saturation attack has no effect, you are allowed to abandon the mission, escape from the danger zone, and contact the nearest Inquisitor.
Your lives are of little value, but you are the Emperor's currency.
There is no need to waste the Emperor's currency on an immortal monster. This is the job of the Inquisitor.
32: During the mission, if you see any of the following creatures, you can open fire directly.
A: A creeping shadow.
B: Children and women crying with their backs to the team.
C: Citizens with any non-human characteristics.
D: A person with a weird smile.
E: People who keep telling you that there are true gods other than the emperor, etc.
33. Before entering a building to explore, if you hear unusual sounds or see hallucination-like images, do not hesitate to directly cover the building with fire.
34: If you encounter a lone Inquisitor or a lone Inquisitor Assistant, immediately ask them to lay down their weapons and contact the nearest Inquisitor team to confirm their identity. If they are unwilling to comply, attack them immediately.
35: The Inquisitor has his own strike team. If the opponent is alone and strongly demands that you enter the danger zone but is unwilling to show the corresponding authorization documents, you can attack directly.
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40: The Ministry of Justice's riot control troops are no longer deployed. You do not need to pay attention to any radio messages asking you to go for support in the name of the riot control troops.
41: If you find a lone psychic, please contact the nearest Inquisition team and do not provoke them.
42: If you feel an area suddenly getting cold and frosty, please leave immediately. If conditions permit, request fire coverage of the area and apply for support from the Inquisitor team.
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Fifty-seven: The Emperor's Angels don't have that many bone spurs on their bodies, nor will there be wriggling flesh on their power armor. If you see these guys, don't hesitate to shoot them.
They are traitors, just shoot them.
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Sixty: If you find thugs gathering in large numbers and sacrificing innocent citizens of the Empire, be sure to call for artillery support and inquisitors, and do not show any mercy, otherwise more people will die.
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Seventy-five: If you find an Imperial vehicle that has mutated into something like spikes or fleshy eyes, you can try to purify it with a flamethrower until it returns to its original appearance. If it does not return, you can choose to give up.
Seventy-six: Loyal Imperial vehicles have no legs, no eyes, no arms, and will not scream. If any Imperial vehicle grows legs, hands, and makes human roars, it is a sign of the machine soul being blasphemous, and it is allowed to attack. This order has been approved by the Casting General.
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90: When you are questioned by the judge, please answer honestly about everything you know. Even if the other party wants to know how many meals you have eaten today, you must answer truthfully.
Lying is likely to be considered as potentially corrupt and thus purged by the Inquisitor.
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There were a lot of rules, and they were densely packed together. Valerian saw that there were more than 170 of them, all of which were response measures to deal with various emergencies.
Mortal troops are extremely vulnerable to demons.
Their weapons are not effective in killing the monsters from the warp.
But the devil is not omnipotent.
They also have weaknesses.
These codes can give mortals some advice and improve their survival ability.
Given the fragile minds of mortals, many truths can only be revealed in small parts, allowing them to know who the enemy they are facing is.
Otherwise, knowing too much would only poison their minds.
Such safety rules avoid some problems to the greatest extent and provide grassroots officers such as You Bo with methods to deal with various emergencies.
"Sir, we are here. The auspicious instrument shows that there are a large number of biological targets gathered here." You Bo's voice sounded, "Those thugs may be gathering."
Valerian gripped the halberd tightly in his hand, and the ammunition slave behind him also entered combat status.
It would restock Valyrian's ammunition and carry his spare weapons.
"Let us land," said Valerian, looking at the gate that was gradually emerging.
His destination was a production plant at a heavy-duty facility near Parade Boulevard.
Intelligence shows that a large number of thugs have gathered here.
Valerian had to eliminate them to ensure the stability of the parade avenue and ensure that the retreat of other troops would not be disrupted.
The gates to the factory facility were broken, and tall fortresses on either side rose from the ground amid rising black smoke.
Valerian pulled up the relevant facility drawings and discovered that this place was a maze of smelters and assembly lines.
This place was built countless years ago, when Terra was still able to manufacture its own products.
Later, this place was often used to recycle unwanted central equipment.
This is especially true for military equipment whose dismantling would be costly and whose value is too low to be exported to other planets.
This place provides a compromise solution, which is to transform abandoned military equipment into civilian equipment and put it back on the market.
This will also boost the economy and provide jobs.
Fighter planes and gunboats roared under the low beams, and the airflow from the jet nozzles raised dust on the ground.
With a low roar, the strike force led by Valerian and Yubo landed on an open space shrouded in black fog, making it difficult to see clearly.
Valerian was the fastest. He jumped off the fighter plane and his heavy body landed on the metal ground without making any sound.
Metal debris was scattered on the ground.
The mortal troops led by You Bo filed out from the hovering Valkyrie fighter cabin.
The array walked across the constantly making noises.
The lights hanging from the muzzles of their laser guns glowed in the darkness.
This place is like a huge mausoleum, dark and cold, exuding an unsettling atmosphere.
The unstable power supply system caused the lights to flicker, adding a touch of weirdness.
Posters and flyers with all kinds of blasphemous words written on them were scattered everywhere, blown away by the wind that came from nowhere.
The super-heavy equipment of the Astra Militarum was once deployed here. There are still elevators made of giant mechanical arms hanging in the shells of the stopped machines, which exude the smell of sour oil and rotting metal.
With his superhuman senses, Valerian could hear the voices of the enemy deep within the factory.
They made no attempt to hide their presence in these places.
This also means that evil is becoming more and more rampant on Terra.
These damned traitors are no longer the sewer rats they once were, running for their lives in panic once exposed to the sun.
Now, they are blatantly exposing their presence.
This attitude of not caring about the Empire's attack made Valerian angry. It was a blasphemy that could no longer be tolerated.
"Advance with caution." You Bo gave orders to his subordinates.
Valerian ran, like a lion ready to pounce, eager to kill, and rushed into the depths of the factory.
The empty cage elevator hung like a lantern in the darkness, quietly abandoned in the unfathomable shaft.
When he ran a certain distance, he was able to get the game together, organize himself, and prepare to swarm out to deal with the Empire.
The team led by Youbo followed Valerian as closely as possible.
But soon, they fell behind.
Valerian, in golden armor, advanced with rage, the halberd in his hand crackling and arcs of electricity swirling around his weapon, the outward manifestation of the tearing force field.
Valerian broke into what had once been the assembly hall, where the conveyor belts used to move large parts were still in place.
Some conveyor belts were even littered with the remains of battle tanks.
They are exposed like monuments.
The empty assembly hall has become an abyss of corruption.
Those humans loyal to the Emperor were hung from the high ceiling by barbed chains, writhing in agony in the fetid air.
His eyes had been gouged out and his skin had been peeled off in many places.
Blood dripped down their bodies.
What a cruel scene this is.
The thugs did not cut out their tongues, leaving them to scream in agony.
The screams of the desperate are also excellent sacrifices, which the Chaos Powers will gladly accept and encourage the thugs to offer more.
The workers here carved a huge eight-pointed star pattern on the wall using tools, and then smeared it with blood from the massacre.
Amid the pungent smell of lubricant, Valyrian's keen sense of smell could detect the scent of human blood, sweat, and despair.
The thugs all gathered devoutly around a Mechanicus command platform.
A huge metal platform with a lot of cables and noisy mechanical appendages.
Two semi-mechanical heads were hanging above, flowing with a mixture of motor oil and blood.
Apparently, before the riot, these two mechanical heads had belonged to two mechanical priests.
Below the hanging head is a priest in torn red robes.
The gears and steel marks belonging to Mars have disappeared, replaced by a crude eight-pointed star pattern.
The priest picked up a still beating heart with his two bloody hands and raised it high into the air, as if asking for a blessing.
The person whose heart he took was an imperial soldier.
The poor soldier's chest had been torn open, revealing his white ribs.
Valerian recognized the other person. He was a soldier who had passed through Lion's Gate three days ago on a troop transport to the hive city to carry out a cleanup mission and was later reported missing.
Not only soldiers, but also some innocent citizens.
They were placed on a conveyor belt, their hearts were removed in the same manner, and the mobs offered them to their gods.
The conveyor belt was soaked in blood from the corpses, emitting a pungent smell of blood.
In the cages farther away, some of the captured soldiers and citizens made noises of excitement at the sight of Valyrian's arrival.
The golden armor represents the extremely powerful Emperor's Guards. Even the demons crawling out of the warp can be killed by them in one blow. They are the most feared existence by the thugs.
They felt they were saved.
The thugs turned and looked at Valerian, their eyes revealing tyranny and cruelty.
The souls of these people have been completely distorted and turned into hateful monsters.
They are like this factory, breeding chaotic evil forces.
The thug's skin was white, his eyes were pure black, and his tongue was spiked and scarlet with malice.
Their faces were covered in bloody tattoos carved with blunt knives.
Fragments of metal were pinned into the folds of skin, leaving the wounds bleeding.
There was no more fear in their eyes, and they did not show the slightest respect even to a member of the imperial guards.
"Traitor." Valerian roared and rushed forward waving the spear in his hand.
He was a blade forged by the Emperor, and even with a little blessing from Chaos, these thugs could never be his match.
The halberd was swung as if it was harvesting grass.
Valerian knocked them to the ground easily, and the thugs rushing towards him turned into shattered limbs in an instant.
He rushed straight to the control console to stop this large-scale blood sacrifice ceremony.
"Shoot, don't let anyone go. Request fire support from the Inquisition and tell them that a blood sacrifice ceremony is going on here." Yu Bo's voice sounded, organizing the troops to start shooting to reduce the pressure on Valerian.
The laser gun's rays dispelled the darkness of the factory and illuminated the twisted and mutated flesh and blood bodies.
The thugs screamed and cursed, swarming forward like wild beasts.
Hundreds, thousands, and then tens of thousands, came pouring in.
Some of the mutated thugs wielded nails or bone spurs that were several dozen centimeters long, sharp, and emitting a black iron glow.
Some of them were holding crude weapons and waving them around randomly without any order.
Their eyes were wide open.
Some of them have not just one pair of eyes, but seven or eight eyes growing on their faces.
Those eyes all exuded malice, revealed madness and a desire for killing.
Valerian showed no mercy, he swept the area with his halberd, and no one could touch his armor.
In just a few breaths, a circle of torn flesh and blood was scattered around him, and every place he passed was splashed with the pungent smell of blood.
He moved quickly, methodically and at high speed.
The rumbling sound of heavy weapons was heard.
Parallel laser cannons and bipedal heavy machine slaves also joined the battle.
The heavy firepower deployed by Youbo began to take effect.
There was another whistling sound from the sky, and the support he wanted would soon arrive.
Ubbe's priority was different from Valerian's; he was rescuing his trapped colleagues and citizens.
You Bo knew very well that the battle between the mutated thugs and the Imperial Guards was not something he could interfere with, and saving people was what he should do most.
Valerian slaughtered thousands of thugs, even though they had mutated, they were like grass in front of him.
Valyrian was designed to be this way.
The Custodes were designed before the Emperor ever ruled Terra.
When the enemy is at a disadvantage in a war, they will be sent to the most intense fighting areas to turn the tide of the war with their combat skills and violent force.
Soon, Valerian approached the command platform, leaving a path of blood and limbs under his feet.
The closer you get to the podium, the more oppressive the air becomes.
A chill and malice spread from the space and diffused in the air.
The priest was unmoved by Valerian's approach, and continued to sacrifice the poor souls.
As efficient as a butcher.
His robotic appendages were a great help.
One mechanical appendage grabbed it, another ripped it open, took out the heart, and threw the body back onto the conveyor belt.
Efficient and concise.
In line with the purpose of the Mechanicus.
Valyrian could see the pile of hearts, dripping with blood, just lying there, pleasing the Chaos Powers.
The thugs became more and more excited.
The distortions and mutations on their bodies became more and more terrifying, and some of the thugs could not even be seen as human beings.
It crawled on all fours like a wild beast, revealing its sharp fangs and blood-red wings covered with bone spurs.
Valerian's speed began to slow down, and the thugs who had mutated too deeply put some pressure on him.
Suddenly, a gust of wind blew up in the air ahead.
The energy created an air current that blew away all the gathered thugs.
Five crackling, arc-flashing beams of light descended from the void.
In the light, the silhouettes of silver-grey warriors with halberds and crackling hammers emerged.
The support from the Inquisition that You Bo requested has arrived.
The Grey Knights are subordinate to the Inquisition, and in many cases, they act alongside the Inquisitors.
Their actions were very efficient. The moment they landed, they were ready to go and faced the thugs, waving their weapons.
Valerian adjusted himself slightly. While he was killing, he was still observing the battle of the Grey Knights and coordinating their rhythm to achieve a more efficient killing.
After the Grey Knights joined the battlefield, victory for the Empire was inevitable.
Valyrian hacked his way upward, and the crushed and mangled bodies were thrown onto the conveyor belt.
They leapt from the approaching gully onto the high platform of the command platform, grabbed the vents on its hull, and pulled themselves up.
Valerian was the fastest, and he reached the control platform just in time to see the priest removing the heart of his last victim alive.
Next to the priest stood two blessed thugs.
They are muscular, bloated, and even bigger than a Space Marine.
Iron chains were wrapped around their bodies, engraved with the Chaos Mark of the Blood God.
The moment Valyrian stepped onto the platform, they roared and rushed over.
Unfortunately, Valerian finished them off with just one strike.
The broken limbs were swept away by the brutal force and scattered all over the ground.
The Mechanical Priest was not moved by this. He turned to look at the Imperial Guards, and a mocking smile appeared on his face implanted with metal devices.
He crushed the victim's heart and blood gushed out.
"You are here, but everything is already destined," he said.
Valerian pulled the trigger of his halberd, and the explosive bomb tore the priest to pieces. The scattered limbs fell among the thugs below, making them scream even more shrilly.
By the time the Grey Knights came up, Valyrian had killed everyone on the platform.
"We are late." said the leading Grey Knight.
Valyrian turned his attention to them. There were five Grey Knights supporting him.
Holding different power weapons, they glowed with blue disintegration force fields.
Symbols of purity are engraved on weapons and armor.
"We ended the blood sacrifice, why do you say we are too late?" Valerian asked puzzled.
"The storm in the Warp is coming." The leading Grey Knight said with uneasiness in his tone, "The force that oppressed Terra has also emerged."
Valyrian was very powerful. Even if he faced five Grey Knights head-on, he was confident that he could subdue them all without getting hurt.
But he is not as sensitive to the Warp as the Grey Knights.
The Grey Knights are much better at this than he is.
Psychic energy pulsed through their bodies, radiating like heat from their every movement.
Valerian looked around and could feel a slight vibration.
Even though he was almost insensitive to the subspace, he had an instinctive intuition about danger.
On the ground, heavy machine slaves and artillery were still reaping the lives of those thugs.
But those battles no longer mattered.
Something is approaching.
The curtain between reality and illusion has been pierced, and it is about to come.
Valerian opened Yubo's communication panel, "Leave immediately and return to the fighter. The mission has failed."
You Bo was in the upper hand at this time, with his artillery and heavy firepower machine slaves forming a violent firepower network, but facing the orders of the Imperial Guards, he did not hesitate at all.
"Retreat." He gave the order, and then his subordinates withdrew from the battle, taking the rescued people and leaving the abandoned factory along the same route they came.
The supporting gunboats and fighter planes were waiting for them at the same location.
Valyrian and the Grey Knights destroyed some of the remaining sacrificial runes to stop the acceleration of the collapse, and then chose to evacuate.
They ran at full speed, during which the hall quickly fell apart.
Large chunks of steel collapsed around them, smashing through the ground, and much machinery broke and fell into the ever-expanding abyss.
Entire structures were crumbling, tons of rock collapsing into ruins.
As Valyrian escaped, the disintegration continued.
The collapse of that factory was just the beginning, and more buildings followed.
A tall state religious building burst open with a flash of red light, which was particularly eye-catching in the darkness.
The great walls collapsed along with the towers.
There was a huge explosion deep underground, and columns of smoke rose up.
The consequences of the blood sacrifice began to emerge.
An unprecedented earthquake struck, and large sections of buildings collapsed, reduced to ruins in explosions and flames.
Valerian, who had withdrawn his fighter jets out of danger at the last moment, couldn't help but show fear on his face when he saw Terra in the earthquake.
The familiar Terra had disappeared.
The earth was torn apart and many buildings were reduced to ruins.
At first glance, the whole world looks like hell.
Hissing flames gushed out from deep in the cracks in the earth, licking the crumbling tower.
The fire was incredibly large, with flames reaching high into the sky where the air was thin.
Valerian could only barely make out the city walls blurred by the smoke in the distorted vision caused by the hot air waves.
All the buildings around the center of the ceremony collapsed, and a terrifying warp atmosphere emanated, carrying the purest malice and fear.
The Grey Knights stood beside Valyrian, their grey armor looking even darker in the light of the fire.
The leading Grey Knight looked at the sky, his expression becoming solemn.
"They did so, and the Shard of Khorne came, and Angron the Son of Betrayal came too."
"Return to the walls," said Valyrian.
"Ming." Before the driver could finish his words, a terrible wave of space being torn apart made him subconsciously swallow the rest of his words.
The sky was burning and the space turned into a flowing river of blood.
The eye took shape, extremely scarlet, filled with endless rage, eager to destroy everything and drag all life into eternal war.
The earth burned, and in the flames, truly terrible evils took shape.
They were born in a bath of flames, with bone spurs growing on their backs, dark eyes, and long, hunting tongues.
Staggering out of the burning sea, brandishing strange weapons growing from flesh and blood.
This is a hierarchical demonic army that descends upon us through the pain and rituals of this world.
With flames burning all over his body, bathed in blood, and roaring all kinds of blasphemous words, he stepped onto the land of the sacred world of mankind.
The psychic energy became more and more violent, and the ether storm spun to the point of almost tearing everything apart.
An even more terrifying existence overcame the obstruction of divine power and appeared before the armies.
A hellhound with countless eyes, an iron collar, and drooling.
A Chaos Lord bound in heavy chains, with burning horns and eyes, and muscular.
However, that’s not all.
The sky darkened, and then was illuminated by a blood-red light.
The sky was torn apart in a violent ether storm.
A brass giant bound with iron chains and emitting black flames walked out of the crack.
The huge bat wings spread out, carrying the huge body high into the sky, overlooking Terra from above.
The iron chains tied to their bodies pierced their skulls, and the noises rattled as they moved, echoing in every corner.
"The end." The brass giant walked out and roared, its hooves trampling in the air along with the roar.
Waves of blood rolled and the earth was shaking.
The battle axe in his hand was covered with strange curse patterns, etched with runes representing the end of the world, and flashing with the blessing of the Blood God.
Facing a huge demon, Valerian found it difficult to breathe.
This is the most terrifying existence he has ever faced in his limited life.
But the next second, another brass giant appeared in front of the terrified world.
"The end." It also roared.
The cracks in the earth were churning with blood and flames.
"The end."
Another demon has arrived.
One after another, under the horrified gaze of Valerian and others.
A total of eighty-eight Great Daemons of Khorne descended upon the land of Terra.
The earth shook and countless places were submerged in a sea of blood.
Skulls sank in the sea of blood, and countless corpses floated.
No one could deny that this was a sign of the end of the world.
All the surviving mortals burst into tears, desperately begging for help from the God-Emperor.
"Father, I'm back."
Behind the eighty-eight great demons of Khorne, a voice full of resentment and anger sounded.
An even more terrifying figure appeared before the world.
Cross the veil between reality and illusion and descend upon Holy Terra.