As soon as these words were spoken, the many demon hunters who had been making a fuss looked at each other.
The meeting hall suddenly became silent, and you could hear a pin drop.
The only sound that could be heard was the breathing of these demon hunters.
They all signed a contract with the Lord of Suffering.
If this really is the oracle of the Lord of Suffering, then they have to go even if it means they will die.
The power of the contract is so strong that it is impossible to resist.
"How is this possible? Are you asking us to die?"
“How can this be!
”
"Assholes, are you guys spreading the oracle of the Lord of Suffering?"
"How shameless! This must be your conspiracy. I don't believe that the Lord of Suffering will let us die."
“How is it possible to have such an outrageous oracle!
Indigenous gods fighting against interstellar civilization, isn't this seeking death
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All high-level demon hunters questioned this news.
They are warriors from the interstellar age, and the technology and tactics they possess are things they don't understand.
Let these demon hunters do the fighting.
Even if you have extraordinary abilities, it would be difficult.
My Lord, times have changed.
It's a starship light spear, not an aircraft carrier cannon. God's tricks are not appropriate!
If it were an industrial age or an Internet age, they would still have hope of defeating each other.
With their various supernatural abilities and strange items, they can clash with the opponent's machine guns and artillery.
This kind of thing is impossible to touch.
If someone drops a nuclear bomb in low-Earth orbit, their extraordinary abilities will be of no use.
Isn't this just asking for death
"This news is true, and it has been confirmed by several priests. The Lord of Suffering personally wrote an oracle, requiring the Lord of Suffering Church and the Demon Hunter Organization to expel foreigners at all costs."
The man opened the authorization document in his hand and showed the contents to these unruly time travelers.
Few demon hunters looked at the content, their eyes were all focused on the strange double-headed eagle mark shrouded in a faint golden glow.
That is the emblem of the Lord of Suffering, and no one else can forge it.
Seeing the other party present evidence, the high-level demon hunters who were arguing just now all remained silent.
As the contractors of the Lord of Suffering, they can naturally feel the mark of the Lord of Suffering.
The faint golden glow represents that the contents inside are recognized by the Lord of Suffering.
The oracle of the Lord of Suffering is very special.
It does not reveal miracles directly, but the priests receive orders from the Lord of Suffering through dreams and write them down.
If it emits a golden glow and has a double eagle emblem, then it is the correct oracle.
If there is no response, then you have misunderstood.
"Do we really want to expel those foreigners?" A high-level demon hunter took a few deep puffs of his pipe and looked at the man with a serious expression.
"This is God's will," the man said. "We have no choice but to obey."
All those noisy high-level demon hunters returned to their seats.
They are time travelers who can become stronger through fighting and praying, and they also have the ability to resurrect.
But they know that all their strength comes from the Lord of Suffering.
The witcher contract binds them.
They must fight for the Lord of Suffering, otherwise they will suffer the backlash of this power.
In the past, their interests were identical with those of the Lord of Suffering.
That is to find ways to expand human power.
Now, the demon hunter wants to get along with those foreigners as much as possible. After all, this world is full of crises, and it would be really stupid to fight among them.
The monsters in the fog are too powerful and terrifying. The technology of those foreigners may bring different changes to this world.
The Lord of Suffering, who has always been aloof and rarely responded to by the world, now shows miracles and wants to expel those foreigners, even at the cost of using force.
They have no choice in the matter.
Or submit to the Lord of Suffering.
Or be wiped out by the power of the contract.
"Why do we have to expel those foreigners?" A high-level demon hunter asked in confusion, "We don't have any irreconcilable conflicts with them, and they don't have any intention of taking action."
"There is no revelation. The Lord of Suffering only issued an order to expel them." The man said, "Act as soon as possible. Treat those damned foreigners as monsters and expel them from our world."
After leaving these words, the man turned and left, walked out of the Demon Hunter Building, got on the church's carriage and left.
Trains can be powered by coal.
Cars need oil to run, and the technical content and requirements for machine tools are very strict.
The current industrial strength is not enough to allow everyone to enjoy high-end industrial products such as automobiles.
For this reason, horse-drawn carriages were the most common means of transportation in cities.
The man was just a servant responsible for conveying church orders.
Now that the order has been conveyed, he naturally has no reason to stay.
Several highly respected demon hunters stood in front of the window, watching the departing carriage, and they all smiled bitterly at the same time.
We are all time travelers, and everyone has certain knowledge.
Even if you haven't seen the real thing before traveling through time, you have seen various military exercises.
Fighting against an enemy whose technology is far superior to yours, you won’t even know how you died.
Extraordinary abilities are not omnipotent.
Even if it is a strange item, its range of effect is not large. More than ten meters or a hundred meters are already considered high-end strange items.
The Lord of Suffering's mission is really to send them to their deaths.
Expel those foreigners from the interstellar age. If they were an exploratory civilization, they would leave when they saw they were unwelcome and would not say much to the backward natives.
If the other party is an expansionist civilization, a fierce battle is inevitable.
By then, I am afraid that the Demon Hunter Organization will face an unimaginable brutal war.
At the beginning, they all made a contract.
If you want to regret now, the cost will be extremely high.
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The Cathedral of Our Lady of Adoration is located in the center of the city.
In front of it is a square with a sculpture of the Lord of Suffering.
Covering a vast area, it is the most important gathering place for urban residents.
This place is usually used to inform citizens of various important information or initiate mobilization.
Usually, it is a leisure place for residents.
Across the square is the main building of the church, majestic and imposing.
The spire bell tower is the tallest building in the New Testament city.
The spire bell tower has stood for nearly five hundred years and has undergone many repairs, now appearing very mottled and old.
The door of the church is very heavy and was once considered to be used as the last fortress after the fall of the city.
But from the time the church was built to the present day, the door has never been closed or used.
As you step inside, you can see the heavy painted windows inside the church, depicting the achievements of the Suffering Lord and the heavy sacrifices made by our ancestors to build the New Testament City.
Looking around the two sides of the church, you can see sculptures standing in the niches.
Those sculptures are heroes who died in the past.
They sacrificed their lives on this polluted land, allowing the human race to survive in this strange and foggy world.
The top of the church is covered with painted murals, which depict heroic deeds that are widely circulated and passed down as stories.
Inside the church, there is a high platform.
On the high platform is the sculpture of the Lord of Suffering.
At first glance, you'll feel that the sculpture's gaze is very solemn, with a long sword in hand, alert to the enemy.
Upon closer inspection, the sculpture's expression is full of compassion, as if it is secretly grieving for the human race, which has suffered so much.
The church is full of murals and paintings, burning candles and incense, and the sound of prayers mixed with the voices of the priests preaching.
Everything looked so sacred.
Behind the cathedral are the residences of the clergy and the Holy Family, which cover a large area and are very exquisitely built.
The Holy Family are the descendants of the first generation of travelers who established the New Testament City.
They claim to be descendants of the gods, and most of the high-ranking positions in the church come from their family.
After thousands of years, the Holy Family has grown in number, and the population with the so-called sacred blood flowing in their veins accounts for one-fifth or even more of the New Testament City.
After all, this family generally rarely undertakes combat missions, and is responsible for preaching and management work.
Their life expectancy is much higher than that of people from other families.
After a long period of development, their population naturally increased and they all lived a decent life.
Nearly three hundred meters below the ground, there is an underground space of astonishing size.
This underground space has existed since the church was first built.
Originally this place was designed to suppress those monsters that were difficult to kill.
Unfortunately, after the church was built, no prisoners were ever held here.
Instead, it has been completely renovated, making it look very luxurious and grand.
This is the secret place of the Church of the Suffering Lord.
Only a few people know that here lives the creator of the New Testament city, the ancestor of the Holy Family.
The ancestors of the Holy Family founded the New Testament City, regarded it as their own private property, and passed it on to their next generation, laying the foundation for the Holy Family.
In countless propaganda, the descendants of the Holy Family are noble.
He is the master of the New Testament city and the savior who leads mankind.
Only when the suffering people unite under the Holy Family can they create a better future and defeat the terrible fog.
The time travelers are quite dissatisfied with this kind of inheritance and personal worship.
But they have no fundamental power of their own, and the belief in the Lord of Suffering is controlled by the Holy Family, so they can only accept this order.
Time travelers and non-direct members of the Holy Family are generally not allowed to enter the church.
For this reason, the outside world had no idea that any of the first group of time travelers were still alive.
No one would even think this way.
After all, a thousand years have passed since the founder of the New Testament City was active.
A thousand years is enough to erase many things. It is a very long period of time.
The ancestors have been living under the church, very secretly, unknown to outsiders.
They secretly control the sacred family composed of their own bloodline descendants and make those members work for them.
For a long time, relying on the vision and perspective of a time traveler, the Holy Family has led the development of industry and commerce and has become an absolute behemoth with strong control over every world and town.
Even a time traveler cannot challenge the position of the Holy Family.
The Holy Family controls industry, politics, economy, and faith.
There is someone behind him who has lived for a thousand years and is also the ancestor of the time travelers.
Other time travelers will fight them with their heads at risk!
After the ancestors founded the New Testament City, every time traveler who was summoned could only be at their mercy.
The living conditions of a demon hunter are very good, but every mission is full of dangers.
Casualties are common.
But why do time travelers continue to become demon hunters instead of choosing to do business or other easy jobs
The reason is that they have no other work to do except this one.
By manipulating the economy and politics, the Holy Family blocked other paths for those who traveled through time.
If a time traveler wants to improve his social status, live a comfortable life, have money and women, he can only "voluntarily" become a demon hunter, otherwise he will live a life of poverty.
The news of the stranger reached the Holy Family.
It was then passed on through special channels to the ancestors who had been living under the church.
The underground space and the outside world are two completely different worlds.
The surroundings are made of white steel and silver plates, the air is clean, sterile and very comfortable.
The living standards here are at least one era more advanced than those outside.
It is equipped with various modern living facilities such as refrigerators, air conditioners, air exchangers, etc.
Even if they live underground, these founding ancestors who have lived for a thousand years can live comfortably.
The floor is covered with thick, soft red carpet, which is soft and comfortable to step on. It is all carefully woven by hand.
Huge crystal chandeliers hang from the ceiling, acting as the sun of the underground space, providing bright light.
In the central area of the underground space, there is a silver door.
Various protective runes and a huge eagle emblem are engraved on it.
In front of the gate, there is a combination lock that requires fingerprint and child hole verification.
The mechanism installed in the wall will be activated after the password is entered, releasing poison gas and barrage, and also activating various mysterious runes to counter the extraordinary.
No ordinary person or demon hunter with extraordinary powers can survive in this situation.
It seems a bit out of place to hide such advanced technology under a church that represents superstition and ignorance.
Only the ancestors can enter here.
Only their fingerprints and Tong Kong information can open this tightly guarded core building.
Inside the building, there was a huge ball of light emitting golden light.
The ball of light was tightly bound by countless iron chains engraved with runes.
A wooden table was built around the ball of light, and at this moment the seven ancestors of the Holy Family were sitting in front of the table.
"She's back." An ancestor whispered, "We stole her power in the past, and now, those foreigners have returned with her anger. We must be prepared and not let them destroy everything we worked so hard to create."
The construction of the New Testament city is all thanks to the Lord of Suffering.
As the first generation of time travelers, the ancestors were not very interested in the theories of gods and ghosts, nor did they have any sense of awe.
They were summoned by the Lord of Suffering and signed a contract.
With the help of the other party, she built the city and her church as promised.
The plan is to use the power of faith to open a tunnel so that her power can enter this world.
The cooperation in the early stages was very good, but the ancestors who had mastered the power saw that time travelers were coming in an endless stream.
This makes them feel a sense of crisis.
You know, in their respective worlds, they are just ordinary people.
Here, I finally built up a career and gained fame, wealth and love.
If the Lord of Suffering keeps summoning travelers like this and continues to sign contracts with them, they will sooner or later become just like everyone else.
Having been mediocre for a lifetime, and then having to continue to be mediocre!
How can such a thing be tolerated!
They want to firmly control this power and let their descendants also enjoy this superior power.
I have worked so hard to build this foundation, why should I let future generations enjoy the benefits? Why can't my descendants inherit it
In order to achieve their goals, the ancestors cooperated in secret with certain creatures in the fog.
Together, they closed the portal through which the Lord of Suffering entered this world and took the opponent's power for themselves.
He also killed a group of time travelers and used their pure souls to pay the fog creatures as rewards.
The ball of light in front of them is said to be a fragment of the Lord of Suffering's body, and is also the source of the power of faith of human beings in this world.
In a sense, they are actually the masters of suffering in this world.
The so-called oracles are all released by them through manipulating fragments.
Ordinary demon hunters simply don't have the ability to question.
They have no idea what the true Lord of Suffering is.
With the help of the ball of light, the seven ancestors glimpsed the strangers who suddenly appeared in the border town.
As long as the Church of the Lord of Suffering is located, they can use the light ball to spy on it.
The Lord of Suffering is already considered a god.
It is not difficult to do this.
They stole each other's power and naturally possessed this mysterious ability.
"What if she comes back
We have mastered this power, even if her minions come back, we can drive them away." Another ancestor said, golden light flowing in his child's hole, and powerful power flowing in his strong body.
"Don't be so arrogant. They possess powerful technology. Isn't this a weird world? Why are the technological levels of her minions so high?" One of the ancestors looked at a human with various mechanical tentacles installed on his body, his tone somewhat surprised.
As time travelers, they have naturally read many novels of similar types.
It’s just that the protagonists in those novels travel through time according to certain world classifications.
They thought they had traveled to a strange world controlled by an evil god.
But now, the technological equipment in the hands of those foreigners caught them off guard.
They have a very fucked up feeling.
It’s like a person who has been practicing in seclusion in the world of martial arts for thirty years, and just wants to unify the world for eternity.
Then someone showed up with a bazooka and said to him, "Idiot, times have changed."
"Their technology is indeed a threat, but we are not completely helpless." The ancestor leader sitting in the main seat said, "We control her power. When necessary, we can find a way to reach an agreement with those beings in the mist. No matter how powerful their technology is, it is garbage in front of the power of the gods. How can technology that relies on external objects compare to the extraordinary path of great power returning to oneself? Those technological creations will gain a temporary advantage, but we will definitely win in the end."
“We have reached an agreement with those beings in the mist, but we have to give them souls and flesh and blood. Are we going to summon a large number of travelers again
"Another ancestor asked.
"Is there any problem? Isn't it a kind act to let them travel through time and have a chance to change their fate?" The ancestor leader sitting in the main seat said with a smile, "The strong prey on the weak, and the winner is the king. Those who can survive will naturally get wealth and women. This is the law of nature, and we are just going with the flow."
"Summoning large numbers of time travelers will consume the power of faith we have accumulated over the years, and will also weaken the protection provided by the Church of the Lord of Suffering to various regions. Should we withdraw the civilians in those border towns in advance and suspend the development of the wasteland?" An ancestor suggested, "After all, it involves tens of thousands of civilians."
"Great things don't require trivial matters. A few tens of thousands of lives are nothing. Don't make a fuss about it. At this stage, we need to use death to arouse the hatred of the people. When those people die because of this, we can say that it was the invasion of foreigners that led to their deaths. In this way, they will hate those foreigners and unite to fight against them."
The original leader sitting in the main seat had a cold tone and his intentions were so vicious that it was unimaginable.
In order to incite hatred among the people, they even drove the civilians in the border towns to death.
"This is not a good idea. After all, they are still human beings." Another ancestor felt reluctant.
"So do you want to become a god? Or do you want to save them?" The ancestor leader sitting on the main seat looked at the ancestor who was reluctant.
When asked this question, the ancestors looked at each other and stopped talking.
Naturally, he became a god.
What did the deaths of those civilians have to do with them
Becoming a god is the most important thing.
As long as you get unlimited life and great power, you can have everything you want!
Only a fool would give up his own path to transcendence for those fools.
"Since no one objects, let's do it according to the plan. We have a great chance of winning as we control her power, but we also need to unite everyone and make them our cannon fodder. Necessary casualties are necessary, and once we become gods, we will naturally be able to protect humans in return. A few tens of thousands of casualties in exchange for our chance to become gods and protect humans, isn't that worthwhile?"
The original leader said calmly, not moved by his own cruelty.
In the beginning, it was he and the mist creatures who designed to cut off the Lord of Suffering's entry into this world.
It was also he who designed the plot to kill the time traveler, just to consolidate his own position and complete the transaction.
He did so much not because he was cruel by nature, but because he had already set a goal.
He will step up to the throne of God step by step, ignite the divine fire, look down upon all living beings, and become a God that all living beings kneel down to worship.
For this purpose, he could kill everyone.
Kill all living beings to achieve your own goal.
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"god!
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“Only a fool would choose to become a god.”
In the dungeon where Cherubel was imprisoned, Guilliman summoned the demon, Markajkid, who he had beaten on the road in the Warp.
He wanted to find some people to work in the Eye of Terror to help him collect intelligence and understand the enemy's movements.
In order to gain freedom, the summoned Markajkid wanted to use the knowledge of becoming a god in his hands in exchange for Guilliman's termination of the contract.
However, his conditions were ridiculed by Guilliman and he was severely beaten.
Being stepped on made him realize his slave status.
Seeing such a brutal scene, Vincent Horn and a group of priests and others were shocked even though they were well-informed.
They all stared blankly at the Imperial Regent beating a demon of unknown origin.
Becoming a god is something that many people dream of, but the imperial regent is unmoved by this.
This moved them.
Vincent Horn examined his own heart. If he really had a plan to become a god, he might not be able to resist the temptation.
All life has the fear of death.
Even though the Ecclesiarchy proclaims that the human soul will be reborn under the Emperor's throne.
But people are still afraid of death.
The temptation of immortal life is really great.
“As long as you become a god, you will gain immortal life and become a powerful individual who looks down on all living things and the destruction of the universe.” Mark Kidd felt as if his face was pressed down by a mountain of creation.
What is this imperial son made of!
Why is it so scary!
The combined power of all the gods of Xiren is not as terrifying as his alone.
He did not know what sins he had committed in his previous life, which had caused him to be expelled by the gods of Xiren, lose his position as a god, and become an exiled great demon.
After finally arriving in a completely new universe, he was forced to sign a slave contract.
Is there still law
Is there still law
God of destiny of this universe, please be a human being!
Even if you torture people, you can't always catch the unlucky one.
Guilliman remained unmoved and said mockingly, "So you are also a god?"
"Of course, I have lived for countless years. You cannot imagine how long I have lived. As long as you become a god, you will have an immortal body and eternal life like me. Even if the universe is destroyed, you can live safely, overlooking all living beings and watching the ups and downs of the world with a smile. This is the power of God."
Mark Kidd said seductively that he tried his best to make Guilliman show a little interest in becoming a god.
As long as Guilliman wants something, he can find a way to seduce the other party, so that he can gain freedom, or even become the host.
"As a God? Why are you so weak?" Guilliman said word by word.
Mark Kidd's smile gradually disappeared as his face was stepped on.
Kill the devil and destroy his heart!
It's really too much to hit the devil without hitting his face.
Guilliman moved his feet, reached out and grasped Marchkid by the neck, lifting him up.
A tall demon with flame patterns all over its body.
The child had no power to fight back in his hands and was lifted up by him like a chicken.
"I don't want to hear any more of your nonsense about becoming a god, and you shouldn't have any idea of gaining freedom. The only way for you to have freedom is to die. Death can give you absolute freedom. If you need it, I can show you mercy."
"My lord, I am willing to be loyal to you forever. Please don't exile me into eternal nothingness." Looking at the golden sword in Guilliman's hand, Mark Kidd could only choose to survive in humiliation.
The sword in the other party's hand is no joke.
It will really make him fall into eternal nothingness.
Being banished to the eternal void is something that absolutely every native of the subspace fears.
That is true death.
It will never be resurrected, nor will it return.
Everything related to the dead will come to an end and be forgotten by the world.
After hearing this, Guilliman put away his sword.
"I am asking you something. How much do you know about the Eye of Terror?"
"My lord, I know very little. I am usually only active in the depths of the warp." March Kidd whispered.
"Waste." Guilliman said bluntly, "You're still a demon, but you know nothing."
When Cherubel, who was standing by, heard this, he was suddenly shocked.
Being PUA'd by Guilliman for a long time made him doubt the meaning of his life as a demon!
Now another demon was described as trash, which immediately made him happy.
If everyone is trash, Cherubel will feel more balanced.
Hearing Guilliman's words, Mark Kidd almost vomited blood.
Being called trash like this.
This is the first time in my life.
If they were not really unable to defeat him, they would all want to raise their fists to prove the saying that the Branded King cannot be insulted.
"I'm very sorry, great Lord Guilliman. In the future, I will try my best to search for relevant information." Mark Kidd suppressed his anger and spoke word by word.
Bang!
Guilliman punched March Kidd in the face.
Even though the opponent was a big demon, his skull was almost fractured and he was sent back to the subspace to be reborn on the spot.
"Are you feeling aggrieved for doing things for me? Why are you gritting your teeth? Why don't you smile?" Guilliman said.
As soon as these words came out, Mark Kidd felt as if his heart was stabbed with a sword again.
You fucked me up and you expect me to smile back.
I'm not a human, but you can't be so excessive!
Feeling the threat from Guilliman's gaze, Mark Kidd grinned.
"I'm very sorry, great Lord Guilliman. I will try my best to search for relevant information in the future."
Guilliman stared at it for a moment and shook his head. "Forget it, you'd better stop laughing. It's too ugly."
March Kidd: ... ... ... ... ... ... .
Don't give me the chance, mortal, or you will surely know what cruelty is.
You must pay back today's humiliation a hundredfold.
"Go and gather enough information for me. Remember, I am only forgiving you this time. If you still can't provide anything of value next time, then die."
Guilliman threw Mark Kidd to the ground.
The moment he landed, Mark Kidd didn't hesitate at all.
He simply turned into black mist and disappeared, escaping back into the subspace.
If he stayed any longer, he would start to suspect that a demon had been born.
Cherubel also shut his mouth obediently and stopped talking.
It was never a good thing to attract Guilliman's attention.
This guy is so moody.
The Demon Prince, now
Vincent Horn came up and said, "Sir, do you want to continue to summon other demons?"
Guilliman waved his hand, "No need, first. I don't think their intelligence is anything new. Send them a message and ask them to pay attention to the activities of the Eye of Terror."
After a moment's silence, Guilliman spoke, "A batch of xenos will be transported here recently. Find a desolate planet and sacrifice them to the demons."
“My lord, do we really want to feed those demons? Chaos is supposed to be the archenemy of all civilizations. Wouldn’t it be a bit…” Vincent Horn didn’t finish his words.
Guilliman knew what he wanted to say.
"Chaos is the enemy of all civilizations, but do you think those alien civilizations will join forces with humans? The harm caused by aliens is sometimes no less than the invasion of Chaos. The Beast Wars, the Tyranids, and the Tau and Skaven roaming the borders of the Empire have caused no less killing than Chaos. Many of them have surrendered to Chaos and regard the Dark Gods as the truth."
"I know my limits on this matter. If we want to establish an intelligence network belonging to humans in the subspace, we cannot be too abiding by those rules. Morality and justice are used among humans. There is no need to discuss them with the enemy."
"I understand, Regent, I will do it." Seeing that Guilliman's attitude was so firm, Vincent Horn stopped persuading him.
Guilliman nodded, smiled, and patted Vincent Horn's shoulders twice. "After you finish dealing with things here, I'll leave first."
After saying this, Guilliman turned and left, walked through the corridor, and left in the encrypted elevator.
Vincent Horn watched Guilliman leave, then ordered the machine slaves and his men to clean up the summoning site and reinforce the runes that imprisoned Cherubel.
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Just as I walked back to my encrypted elevator, I felt a slight vibration.
Moments later, Captain Brecher of the Macragge's Glory sent a message to Guilliman.
"Sir, we have jumped out of the warp and arrived in the Ghost Star Region."
"Well done, Captain Brecher, you have brought us safely through another journey through the warp."
"My Lord, you are so humorous. Regardless of the fact that it is my job to send passengers to their destination safely, the fact that we can complete the warp voyage so safely is more due to you. Your reforms to the Mechanicus have given us more protective measures."
"Don't always take all the credit on me, Captain Brecher. You should know that your importance to the Macragge's Glory is irreplaceable. Go inform the Eldar prophet Natas and ask him to help us open the entrance to the webway." Guilliman said, "One more thing, tell all the troops to enter the first level combat readiness from now on. We are about to face a bloody battle."
"Understood, sir." Brahe said and hung up the phone.
Guilliman walked over to the porthole of the passage and looked at the starting point of his journey.
The massive blue-white star is belching out radiation and heat.
This galaxy does not have many members, only a gas planet and an Earth-like planet called Ghost Star.
Data on the Ghost Star was being entered into Guilliman's personal database via the communications network.
It took Guilliman less than half a minute to memorize information about the entire galaxy.
The Primarch possessed an extraordinary memory.
With the blessing of the power of command, Guilliman's memory is also improving.
He can remember anything he wants.
Even a glance at it can engrave it firmly in your mind.
Ghost Star is an ancient planet.
It once had oceans and was a habitable world.
The war waged by humans and Iron Man during the Golden Age destroyed it.
The ocean disappeared in that unremembered madness, leaving only a seabed of black rock, turning it into a black ball dotted with silver veins of steel.
There is a webway entrance on this desolate planet, which is one of the few passages that can lead to the depths of the Eye of Terror after the fall of the Eldar.
Many Webways were destroyed during the first cry of the evil god Slaanesh.
Of course, entering the Eye of Terror, even with the help of the Webway, is not necessarily absolutely safe.
There are demons in many Webways, and they become extremely active under the amplification of the Webway.
Those unlucky people who accidentally enter it rarely survive.
This is destined to be a road full of war.
The fleet slowly approached Ghost Star, hovering in low-Earth orbit, waiting for the webway entrance to open.
Under the escort of the Primaris warriors, Natus boarded a human transport craft and headed to the ground to open the entrance to the Webway.
After the Great Fall, many webway entrances were closed in order to prevent demonic attacks on the Arkworld.
The same is true for this channel of the ghost star.
Natas has to reopen it before he can use the webway entrance here.
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Eye of Terror.
The homeworld of the Iron Warriors.
There stood countless steel buildings with sharp edges, piercing the sky where the power of ether was surging in chaos.
All of those buildings were foundries and manufacturing plants.
The slaves captured from the empire worked like machines.
Obedience - Labor - Loyalty.
These words stretched across the metal walls on all sides.
Each character is ten meters high, and traces of rust over the years have left scars on the spirally fixed plastic steel.
Iron chains or cages may be hung above a busy assembly line.
Used to punish those who are disobedient.
Many of those who were punished have already died.
Some have even been dried by wax and are placed in iron cages or hung on chains in a shriveled state.
Unless someone can take their place, they will remain hanging.
These punished men represent the will of the Iron Warriors.
Any disobedience will only result in punishment rather than mercy.
They are as cold and unfeeling as steel.
This is the case in countless factories, where slaves perform repetitive tasks day after day, and except for necessary rest, they are always working.
The only reward given to them is the continuation of life.
Apart from that, there is nothing.
At the center of those factory clusters is a huge and magnificent steel fortress.
The fortress is filled with weapons and traps, and is extremely dangerous. If you are not careful, you will be torn to pieces by them.
No Chaos faction dared to claim that it could capture that fortress.
Its defense level is no less than that of the Terra Palace of the Human Empire.
There are only a handful of people in the entire galaxy who can design such a fortress.
Those people were once hailed as demigods, the embodiment of war.
They had dragged the galaxy into endless war and set countless worlds ablaze.
The designer of the fortress was one of them.
That was Perturabo, who had commanded the rebels to attack the Terra Palace and was only one step away from breaking through the palace.
Perturabo, sitting on the Iron Throne, looked at the people coming below.
"You said Guilliman was trying to enter the Eye of Terror?"