The rumbling artillery fire continued to leave traces in the air.
It landed on the light curtain, creating ripples, while the physical shells emitted flames and explosions, shaking the earth.
Ye Qingchen looked solemnly as he watched the imperial troops continuously emerging from the fog.
Those abominable hybrids of flesh and machines, holding flamethrowers and various advanced weapons that he did not recognize, walked towards the New Testament City like puppets, advancing step by step under the firepower of the city walls.
Gunpowder weapons don't have much effect against those guys.
Bullets that use air kinetic energy formed by the burning of gunpowder generally have an effective range of within 500 meters.
In order to cause effective suppression, the distance must be shortened to within 300 meters.
When the distance is too far, gunpowder weapons cannot control accuracy or guarantee lethality.
The machine slave's strong muscles and thick armor can easily block the subsequent weak bullets.
Only artillery shells can cause some casualties to those monsters.
In addition to the approaching army of machine slaves, the servo skulls with mechanical tentacles suspended in the air are also a major threat to the defenders of New Testament City.
They are small targets, and the laser weapons they carry can be aimed using the fire control system, which gives them a much greater advantage than the defenders.
Those soldiers who abandoned the Lord of Suffering and joined the Empire marched forward behind the heavy tanks.
They all wore advanced exoskeletons and carried pulse rifles.
The automatic weapon device on the shoulder continued to fire at the New Testament City.
Scarlet beams of light pierced the air and landed on the protective light shield.
Ye Qingchen's gaze became solemn and his eyes became sharper.
A surging force was flowing through his body.
It made him feel that every inch of his muscles was full of strength.
Once it explodes, it can sweep away all enemies like a fierce dragon.
The empire thought it could win with advanced technology, but it didn't know that technology was just an external thing.
The only correct path is to attribute great power to oneself.
In front of God, technology is only used by the weak.
The imperial troops continued to advance and they soon approached the city walls.
Ye Qingchen waved his hand, and the well-trained church guards, with agile bodies, jumped off the high wall one by one, the cold weapons in their hands emitting cold light.
That cold weapon was extremely sharp, blessed with extraordinary power, and possessed properties such as sharpness.
Afterwards, Ye Qingchen also jumped off the city wall and rushed towards the enemy who was approaching the city wall.
Ye Qingchen's aura surged, like a ferocious beast returning from ancient times, and he slashed at the nearest imperial machine slave with a sword.
The long sword is extremely sharp and can cut gold and iron with ease.
The machine slave was made of wetware and mechanical structure, and was cut off by his sword neatly.
A special lubricating liquid gushed out, replacing blood, with a faint smell of motor oil.
"Disgusting creatures." Ye Qingchen felt a little disgusted towards these creatures.
These things are as terrifying as the strange creatures in the fog.
What kind of crazy civilization would make and use these things.
Ye Qingchen's speed was as fast as lightning. He swung the sword in his hand as if chopping melons and vegetables. He chopped down a lot of people. Even the time traveler was no match for him. He killed him with one sword, and his blood was spilled on the battlefield, showing his invincible style.
His performance excited all the defenders on the city wall.
"The God of War is invincible."
"Long live the war god Ye."
"Long live."
As expected of the strongest ancestor of the Holy Family, he easily killed these flesh-and-blood mechanical monsters with one move.
Zhou Chen, who was in charge of guarding the city wall, also smiled.
Feel the blood pumping.
This is the power of the Holy Family.
One man and one sword swept away the enemy and changed the local battle situation.
If the ancestors act together, they will surely recreate the glory of the past and recreate the myth.
It was as if those ancestors heard Zhou Chen’s thoughts, and they jumped down from the city wall one by one, joining the battle with cold weapons in hand.
They pierced into the enemy's chest like a sharp awl.
There was a flash of swords and sabers.
The ancestors used their powerful strength to stop the advance of the imperial troops.
This scene made all the defenders cheer.
The depressing atmosphere at the beginning disappeared.
The strength of the ancestors gave them hope again.
"A vile thief, gloating over stolen power?"
Inquisitor Grey quickly noticed the unusual movements on the battlefield and turned to look at the ancestors of the Holy Family who were killing people.
She turned her head to look in Titus' direction and turned on the communication.
"Titus, you have to take care of them. There are some psykers on the battlefield."
Titus heard Grey's words and a coordinate popped up on his holographic screen.
Following the coordinates, a group of people wearing medieval armor and holding cold weapons were killing machine slaves and soldiers.
One could feel the surge of spiritual energy from the light emanating from them and the long swords engraved with runes in their hands.
In this ignorant world, there is no talk of psychic powers.
They call it the supernatural power.
The implication is power beyond that of mortals.
This is a manifestation of ignorance of the warp.
Only ignorant people will mystify areas that they are not familiar with.
It is just like the ignorant civilians in the feudal agricultural era came into contact with modern industrial weapons and called them weapons of God.
The same goes for ignorant people calling the power of the warp and psychic energy supernatural power or the power of God.
Just like the Eldar, they generally use psychic energy. Are they the so-called gods?
"They want to use psykers to change the situation of the war. What a foolish dream." Titus said with sarcasm in his tone.
As a veteran, Titus has experienced countless battles.
In the Forge World of Galia, he once killed a demon prince who had ascended to the devil and chopped off his head.
Demon upgrading is of great significance. Once completed, the demon upgrader can obtain eternal life.
It is equivalent to the ascension in mythology.
Titus raised his sword and killed the opponent directly.
At that time, Titus had not yet implanted the Heart of Guilliman and had not awakened the Emperor's Angel Engine.
The strength was much worse than it is now.
A psychic who has not yet ascended to demon status wants to change the situation of the battle in front of him with the cold weapon in his hand.
It's nothing but a fool's dream.
"I will take care of them, Inquisitor." Titus said, turning to look at the soldiers gathered around him, "For Guilliman, let us execute those damned enemies."
"For Guilliman."
"For Guilliman."
The soldiers responded.
They had never seen each other, they only knew that he was a great heroic figure, an outstanding leader, the salvation of mankind, and the nemesis of chaos.
They shouted Guilliman's name and fought for him devoutly.
I only hope that I can get the good life promised by those imperial people.
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New Testament City, Slums.
The woman stood on a high platform and took out a laser gun that was secretly sent into the city and a loudspeaker made of iron sheet.
With the collapse of faith in the Lord of Suffering and the influx of refugees.
The Holy Family's control over the New Testament City has also plummeted. Many people are already dissatisfied with them and don't want to be ruled by them anymore.
Many weapons of the rebels were also transported in from outside.
As the Imperial forces began to attack the city of New Testament, the strength within the city was drawn to the walls.
The leaders of the rebels knew that their chance had come.
The woman held a laser gun and used a megaphone to shout to the gathered civilians: "Brothers and sisters, the time to revolt has come, for the great empire, for freedom and equality."
"For freedom and equality."
"For freedom and equality."
"For freedom and equality."
The ragged men all shouted.
At this moment, they were fearless.
So that future generations will no longer be tortured by the fog.
So that future generations will not be exploited by hypocritical protectors.
So that future generations can live freely, equally and happily.
They were willing to die in order to open a gap in the extraordinary light shield for the empire.
The weapons of the rebels were of varying quality.
Some had muskets that smelled of butter.
Some people were holding laser guns brought in from outside.
Others were holding knives and axes.
Led by the leader of the rebels, they rushed to churches, arsenals, and granaries.
An imperial double-headed eagle flag was raised by a rebel soldier, fluttering in the air.
The church priests were all frightened when they saw the arrival of the rebels.
The members of the Holy Family were furious.
"Shameless betrayal."
"If it weren't for the Lord of Suffering and the Holy Family, would you be where you are now?"
"Traitors must die."
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Unfortunately, the size of the rebel army was too large.
The angry members of the Holy Family were soon overwhelmed by the tide of the rebels.
Some members of the Holy Family were dragged into dark alleys, hung up and beaten to death.
Beneath the peaceful surface of the New Testament City, undercurrents have long been surging.
Hatred against the Holy Family had built up over the years.
The inequality of status and the mental deception make people furious.
This time the uprising was like a flood that broke through a dam and was out of control.
The insurgents, armed, killed the regular troops who tried to stop them, and stormed the church and armory.
"Have you forgotten the teachings of the Lord of Suffering? Without the Lord of Suffering, there would be no human beings today." An elderly priest wearing exquisite robes was furious, and the anger in his eyes seemed to want to eat them.
How ungrateful.
These damn beasts.
If it weren’t for the Lord of Suffering and the Holy Family a thousand years ago, humans would not know what kind of hell they would be living in!
Isn't it just a squeeze
Isn't it just exploitation
Isn’t it just to let the descendants of our ancestors live a good life
I just can't stand it.
If you have the ability to let your ancestors work hard, wouldn’t that be enough for you to enjoy the good life
Who can you blame if your ancestors didn’t work hard
Troublemaker!
A bunch of unruly people!
Shameless and ungrateful people.
A bunch of ungrateful beasts.
"You are all just descendants of liars, a bunch of trash who have usurped the fruits of victory. You have robbed the Lord of Suffering of his power and murdered the first group of travelers." The woman kicked the old man over and retorted angrily, "You are not saviors at all, but hypocritical bastards. You used despicable means to gain honor and success that do not belong to you. Now, it's time to pay the price."
The people were encouraged by the woman's words.
How shameless.
Wearing fine robes and telling the most despicable lies.
The sacrifices of countless people are attributed to the Holy Family.
They pretend to be saviors, but in fact they are just enslaving and exploiting the ignorant people.
Wearing exquisite clothes, eating exquisite food, enjoying the service of maids, and enjoying the privileges of being high and mighty.
He shouted hypocritically at a group of poor people who were poorly clothed, hungry, and couldn't even find a wife.
We are fighting for the humanity of the entire foggy world.
We are the saviors.
We are servants of the suffering.
We represent you.
How noble and just is the slogan of the Holy Family.
If I hadn't seen that the clothes they wore were so exquisite, if I hadn't seen that their wives were always eighteen years old, if I hadn't seen that they ate the best delicacies from land and sea, if I hadn't seen that they could spend a family's life savings on a single meal, I would probably be moved to tears and would want to give them an award for best contribution.
The people hanged the angry old man, just as the Church had previously hanged reactionaries who questioned the Holy Family.
The angry rebels raised torches and set fire to various parts of the church. They also rushed into the underground space and threw many bombs into it.
With a loud rumbling sound, the church collapsed, and the shield protecting the entire city disappeared after a series of flashes.
The empire's artillery fire landed on the city wall, and the earth shook for a moment. Pillars of fire shot up into the sky, and the city wall collapsed, leaving a huge gap.
The rebels cheered.
On the other side, the arsenal of New Testament City was also quickly captured.
Faced with the angry rebels, the defenders collapsed before long, and the surviving soldiers fled in panic.
Weapons were brought out and distributed to everyone, who were ordered to shoot at the soldiers loyal to the Holy Family.
Zhou Chen, who was on the city wall, was lifted up by the artillery fire and fell down again.
This wave of impact made his entire head feel dizzy.
The defenders' screams of fear were heard everywhere.
"The church has been destroyed, and the Lord of Suffering no longer protects us."
"Those damned untouchables."
"Run! If you are caught you will be killed."
"The Empire's troops are coming in, no."
Zhou Chen got some key information from the shouting. He got up and looked towards the city, and found flames and black smoke coming out of the church.
The towering church tower has collapsed.
The rebels opened fire all over the city, shooting soldiers loyal to the Holy Family, causing chaos.
Zhou Chen showed a trace of confusion.
Why
These guys are going to join the evil empire.
Humankind must be led by the Holy Family in order to survive and achieve great rejuvenation.
Why were they so stupid as to trust those evil outsiders.
The Holy Family is the only choice to save the foggy world.
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When Ye Qingchen heard the explosion, he turned his head to look at New Covenant City and his face turned cold.
With his keen senses, he could naturally hear the sounds coming from the city.
A bunch of ungrateful and damned untouchables actually dared to resist at this time.
After repelling this group of imperial troops, Ye Qingchen will let them know what it means when the God of War is angry and blood splatters everywhere.
Heavy footsteps were heard, and an imperial warrior wearing heavy blue armor walked over with heavy steps.
Ye Qingchen turned and looked at the imperial warrior.
The golden double-headed eagle emblem on the opponent's breastplate was extremely conspicuous.
The rhythmic hum of machinery came from the armor.
Ye Qingchen showed a trace of disdain, just an ant relying on external technological objects.
Not worthy to be his enemy.
Who is he Ye Qingchen?
Before traveling through time, he was the eldest son of the famous Ye family.
Now, he is the peerless god of war in New Testament City and a strong man among the humans in the foggy world.
Whenever he makes a move, ghosts and gods are afraid.
Even the Lord of the Mist has to be respectful when he sees him.
Ye Qingchen looked at Titus who was walking towards him with an arrogant look on his face, with a cold look in his eyes.
He shook the sword in his hand and pointed it at Titus, revealing the kingly demeanor of a peerless god of war.
"Submit to me and I will let you live."
In one sentence, it shows his dominance.
The peerless god of war is so terrifying.
Anyone who dares to disobey him will die.
"Your stupidity is shocking." Titus looked at the mortal in front of him, curious about what kind of mentality the other party had to say such words.
Relying on a little power stolen from the subspace, he dares to be so arrogant.
Facing an Emperor Angel, he is so arrogant.
A frog in a well has no idea of the vastness of the universe.
"If you don't want to, then die." Ye Qingchen jumped up and thrust out a sword as fast as a running dragon, heading straight for the opponent's forehead.
He is very confident in himself.
This sword has been in use for a thousand years. Can the opponent block it
Moreover, the opponent's body is so huge that it must be very heavy.
His speed was so fast that it could not be captured by the naked eye, so it was easy for him to kill the opponent.
Anyone who dares to offend the Holy Family, dares to offend Ye Qingchen, will have only one outcome, and that is death.
Without the protective shield, the defenders of New Testament City were in a miserable state in the face of the empire's firepower, suffering heavy casualties.
The defense line is even more vulnerable.
Their only hope is Ye Qingchen.
Seeing Ye Qingchen's powerful attack, he swung his sword and exuded the invincible heroic aura of a peerless god of war.
They all cheered excitedly.
With Ye Qingchen, the peerless god of war guarding the New Testament City, a mere empire is no threat.
The next second, the cheers that had just sounded came to an abrupt end.
The defenders' originally excited expressions were all filled with fear.
After launching the first attack, Ye Qingchen, the ancestor of the Holy Family who was hailed as the God of War, was chopped into two pieces by the tall imperial warrior at incredible speed.
With just one sword, this peerless god of war and the sword in his hand were broken into two pieces.
Blood containing tiny bits of gold gushed out like a fountain.
There was disbelief and shock on Ye Qingchen's face.
how so!
One hit
He was defeated!
How can I lose in such a place
He has so many ambitions. He wants to become a god, make all living beings submit to him, sleep with the most beautiful women of every era, and build a huge harem.
After becoming a god, he still has to find his way home and make those who betrayed him pay the price with their blood.
He wants the God of War to return.
He wanted all those who had looked down on him to kneel before him.
How can I die here!
How is that possible!
"Waste." Titus walked up to Ye Qingchen, raised his steel boots and stomped down hard, causing the head to explode.
When Titus raised his foot, only a few strands of Ye Qingchen's black hair with blood and flesh on his scalp were left.
The defenders, who originally thought they could defend New Testament City, fell silent after seeing this scene. Some were even so frightened that they forgot to defend and allowed the imperial troops to pour into the city.
Ye Qingchen, who had the strongest fighting force, was defeated in one blow, and everything was over.
The fate of the other ancestors was not much better.
They were surrounded and killed one by one by the imperial troops.
Even though they possessed great power, the imperial troops were too numerous and they could not break through no matter how hard they fought.
Beams of light intertwined to form a firepower network with no blind spots.
There are also imperial warriors who are more powerful than them.
Each of them possesses heavy armor and personal shields that cannot be broken by the power of the ancestors.
Under such siege, the ancestors could only die one by one under the butcher's knife.
Zhou Chen stood on the city wall, watching the ancestors being slaughtered, and fell to the ground in dejection as if he had lost all his energy.
They are finished.
The Holy Family is finished.
The Church of the Lord of Suffering is also finished.
The New Testament city is also finished.
With the cooperation of the rebels, the imperial troops took control of the New Testament city in just a few hours.
Among the sacred family, only the ancestor of the Zhou family survived.
He was also one of the first people to travel through time.
He joined hands with Ye Qingchen to backstab the Lord of Suffering and kill other time travelers.
The ancestor of the Zhou family had his limbs broken and was injected with the Inquisition's unique truth serum.
The dusty past of thousands of years ago was all revealed, including their collusion with the mist creatures.
The Holy Family was greeted with the most brutal reckoning.
The Lord of Misery is equivalent to the Emperor, and backstabbing the Lord of Misery is equivalent to backstabbing the Emperor.
Such actions by Chaos traitors will never be condoned in the Imperium.
What's more, they colluded with the fog creatures and used all means to gain their own power and deceive the people at the bottom.
Adding crime to crime, the entire family is implicated.
The culprits and those who knew about it were all sentenced to the punishment of mindlessness, which was to deprive them of their own thoughts and transform them into machine slaves to serve the empire.
The descendants of the Holy Family were sent to the punishment camps to be used as cannon fodder and became the descendants of sinners.
Don't say that the sins of our ancestors have nothing to do with future generations.
Enjoying the blessings left by predecessors but not acknowledging their sins is always sophistry.
The empire has always been about whoever benefits from it should share the responsibility.
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The New Testament city was broken and the first ancestors were killed.
The power of the Holy Family was destroyed overnight.
Valerian also used some means to obtain the fragments of the Lord of Suffering who were controlled by those ancestors.
The Cathedral of the Emperor, located in the central area of the Imperial Outpost, was the first cathedral built in this universe.
Like other churches in the Empire, it commemorates the Emperor and the great heroes of the Empire.
Valerian respectfully placed the fragment on the altar before the statue of the Emperor.
Watch the golden light dissipate into the air.
Valyrian smiled.
This was the enlightenment he received after entering the throne room, and it was also his secret mission.
The Horus Heresy ultimately ended with the Loyalists winning.
But few people know the details of that war.
The flames of war are not only spreading in the real universe, but also in the highest heaven.
The Emperor faced the attacks of Horus and the many evil gods of the Pantheon alone.
Two fists are no match for four hands.
The emperor was suppressed for a time and even suffered a defeat.
When you are about to fail.
Malcador used blood sacrifice and faith to give the Emperor a second breath, leading to the final victory.
The brutal battle exhausted the Emperor, and the subsequent blood sacrifices and faith also shattered her soul.
After she sat on the Golden Throne, fragments of her soul were left across the galaxy.
Some were thrown into other universes along the warp currents.
Of course, some of the fragments also contain his guidance and planning.
In order to stand up again, you have to find all the pieces.
Valyrian's mission was to resurrect the Emperor.
When the fragments are gathered, the Emperor will return.
"I will not let you down." Valyrian gazed at the statue of the Emperor and made a secret decision in his heart.
One day, the Emperor and the Ten Thousand will fight side by side once again.
Valerian firmly believed that day would come and no one could stop it.
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The Endurance was the flagship of the Death Guard's Primarch, Mortarion.
If the builders had not passed away, they would never have been able to recognize this Glorious Queen-class battleship.
Ten thousand years had passed since the keel of the Endurance was laid.
But time is not the main reason for the Endurance's change.
After the rebels' defeat at the Battle of Terra.
The Endurance also retreated into the Eye of Terror.
During its long time in the Eye of Terror, it has completely become a symbol of the plague of Nurgle.
The huge ship is filled with diseases and fungi that can be imagined and unimaginable.
It can be said that it is the tip of the iceberg of Nurgle's unholy garden that is manifested in the material world.
Thick steam swirled in the corridors of the Endurance, and the poisonous gas became thicker the higher one went.
At the top of the rotting command spire, the thick poison gas could kill a mortal in seconds and turn their corpse into ichor.
The terrified mortal crew could only stay on the lower decks.
There, the poison gas was confined to the ceiling of the highest hall, snaking through corroded pipes.
The air on the lower deck is close to being breathable for normal humans.
Life for the mortals aboard the Endurance is miserable; if you peel off their uniforms, you can see sores and rotting germs everywhere on their bodies.
Mortal lifespans are greatly shortened, and internal organs begin to rot the moment one steps aboard this cursed ship.
Such a harsh environment is very comfortable for the demon primarch Mortarion.
The gas made him feel refreshed and comfortable.
He strode through the waves of poison gas.
The robe brought up the poisonous gas, forming a tornado.
Three leaf-shaped Nurgle marks and a grinning skull pattern flashed by in the wind.
At the topmost level of the command spire where he was strolling, the poison gas was as thick as liquid, even covering the walls on both sides of the passage.
At the higher levels, only those traitors and demons who have received the grace of the benevolent father can move, otherwise they will be killed by countless poisonous germs in seconds.
The Endurance had already undergone tremendous changes.
Organism-like pipes replace metal pipes.
The taut flesh and blood nerves represent the cables.
Decayed brain media appear where nerves and organic tubes connect.
The captured demon, imprisoned in a locked jar, took over the work of the meditator.
A thick, ever-surging layer of plaque covered the walls and ground, making the floor very soft underfoot.
In places where flesh and blood have taken over, the steel produced by the ancient empire has been corroded away, blackened plastic coatings have peeled off the wires, and scenes of decay are everywhere.
The plague caused these places to rot continuously, and then regenerate quickly.
Many blue-gray cysts pulsated on the floor and walls.
Oil continued to drip from the ruptured cyst.
The flesh and blood tissue in some rooms has completely necrotized.
There, maggots rained down, covering the entire floor.
Swarms of flies clogged the systems, covering the entire deck in a fetid jungle of flesh and blood, with other areas stained with ichor.
The unnatural ecosystem has succumbed to a deadly plague.
The interior of the Endurance is a reflection of a small portion of Father Nurgle's Gardens.
"This is a perfect gift." The huge Plague Father Ku'gath moved his body that was like a mountain of flesh.
As a great Nurgle demon, Ku'gath possesses various sorceries and can change his size at will.
Ku'gath had been shrunk considerably in order to fit into Mortarion's ship.
But it is still very large and bloated.
Ku'gath's image is a scaled-down version of Nurgle.
It has a rotten, fat body and an antlered head, and it shakes off large numbers of demon fly maggots with every step it takes.
On Ku'gath's surface, Nurglings and maggots crawled about, crawling out of pustules and crawling in through rotten openings.
Big green flies were lying on his body, and as Kugas moved, they would make a buzzing sound from time to time and all flew up, forming a black mass.
Mortarion did not look back at Ku'gath. He stood on the highest command spire, overlooking the planet in front of him.
The cities of the Imperium of Man have fallen.
The citizens of the empire who managed to escape fled in panic.
Nurgle's power transformed the entire planet.
A pale green miasma enveloped the entire planet.
The trees were all infected with insects and became soft, so they could be torn off with a simple pull.
But they are not dead, their vitality is still very strong, and their lush green branches and leaves are still trying to expand.
Plants across the planet are in a state of rapid growth or extreme decay.
Most of the living people were transformed into plague zombies, which were good cannon fodder and could be used to consume the Zombie King's army.
The factories left by the Mechanicus were put into operation again under the control of the believers and slaves who were seeking the Father, producing all kinds of blessed weapons and equipment.
"It's not enough." Mortarion whispered, "I will destroy all of Ogramar. Only in this way can Guilliman know how powerful I am."
"You will succeed, Mortarion." Ku'gath's voice was sticky.
"Of course, I will succeed. Guilliman doesn't realize how terrible the gap between him and me is!
While he was still running around, working hard for his pitiful savior title, I was already prepared to destroy the entire empire. The plague would be spread, and the will of the father would corrode the entire empire. "
As he spoke, Mortarion moved about the ruined command spire, using his massive scythe as a staff.
"New news came from the Eye of Terror. Lorgar, Perturabo, and Fulgrim were ambushed. They wanted to encircle and suppress Guilliman, but they didn't expect that Corax and his men were also ambushing them in the dark. Those idiots got themselves into trouble, but I am different from them. I won't make such a low-level mistake."
Mortarion looked at Ku'gath, "Ku'gath, you are the father's favorite child. This planet will be handed over to you. I hope you can use this planet to spread enough plague. I know you hold the father's cauldron. I need you to prepare a plague that can kill gods. The plague in my hand is more focused on spreading. It can easily corrupt the entire world, but it cannot kill Guilliman."
"Guilliman is our greatest threat. If Guilliman is killed, the Empire will fall apart. The other Primarchs will not be able to control the results of Guilliman's reforms. Unless the Emperor himself is resurrected, there is no way to prevent the disintegration of the Empire."
"I understand," said Kugath.
"I hope I did not make a mistake in choosing you as an ally, Ku'gath. You were once a Nurgling, an insignificant being in the garden. You became a great demon after drinking the perfect plague carefully prepared by the loving father. The loving father values you very much and kindly tolerates your faults. Your failure is to tell others that the loving father's love for you is wrong."
Kugath felt somewhat unhappy, as he could never forgive himself for swallowing his father's plague soup.
He felt that he had committed many sins, which made him very depressed, and he liked to complain and be dissatisfied.
Mortarion tortured Ku'gath with such words in order to gain control over this ally.
Since Typhons doesn't listen to him, Mortarion must find a trustworthy ally.
Ku'gath was left on the captured planet while Mortarion continued his attacks on other areas of Ultramar.
His plan was to pull all of Ultramar into Nurgle's gardens as a gift to the Father.
Through such means, Mortarion's power and wisdom are announced to everyone.
With complaints and dissatisfaction, Kugath built a plague factory on the surface of the planet.
He expertly set up Nurgle's cauldron and, like a witch in a dark fairy tale, threw in all kinds of ingredients to cook the plague.
Sepsis follows behind Kugath, acting as his deputy.
The souls of the dead were captured and stuffed into the bottom of Nurgle's cauldron to serve as fuel.
The fear and despair of those souls are the best flames that can brew the best plague soup.
Ku'gath watched the departure of the Mortarion fleet, grumbling, stirring the cauldron of Nurgle with a great wooden paddle, peering into it sullenly, and crouching back with a sad tut.
The green flames burning beneath Nurgle's cauldron illuminated Ku'gath's rotting face.
Showing his ulcers and tusks at the worst possible angles made him look particularly scary.
Ku'gath muttered that he had to brew the best plague possible, one that would kill Guilliman.
That way, he could announce his abilities to the other favored children of a loving father.
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Nakmund Corridor.
The World of Darois Knights.
"For the Great Regent, for the Holy Emperor."
Aniya, the pilot of the Thunderbird amphibious combat vehicle, issued a battle cry to the entire army through the communication.
The other Thunderbird Knights also responded.
Then, under the leadership of Aniya, they launched an attack on the Chaos Knights of Darova.
The Thunderbird amphibious combat vehicle developed by the Mechanical Sage Regula is rapidly replacing the old Titan model and becoming the model equipped by the Jiaoyang Legion.
Aniya will also take over the position of the Legion Mistress and become the new head of the Jiaoyang Legion.
After the recovery of the Knight World of Darois, this matter will most likely be put on the agenda of the Knights.
In order to better serve the Empire and implement the will of the Imperial Regent, each legion will receive new blood and new tactics.
The Jiaoyang Legion is no exception. Elsa has lived as the old mistress for too long. The Jiaoyang Legion needs a new mistress to bring about new changes.
Aniya is the best candidate.
The Mandecor Knight Family of the Darova Knight World refused to continue to carry out the orders of the Empire. After giving several warnings, Calga directly issued an order to destroy the Mandecor Family.
When Calgar led his fleet into the Dalova system, the corruption of the place was beyond his imagination.
The Warp surges that surround the Knight World are random and powerful, and are one of the greatest threats facing the forces attacking Daroi.
The debris belts gathered in the planet's near-Earth orbit and far-Earth orbit make offensive operations even more difficult to carry out.
The debris belt is composed of Warp hulks and warships of the Knights of House Mandeker.
Now it is home to various traitorous aliens and pagans.
The Forge Moon Threx in the Dalova System is now controlled by the Dark Mechanicum.
They will provide support to the Mandeker Knight Family.
The situation on Alert Star is still not optimistic, and the Nakmond Corridor is still slowly closing.
Even though the elves were assisting them in performing various rituals, they could only slow down the closure but could not prevent it from happening.
What Calga has to do now is to clear the Nakmond Corridor, expel non-imperial forces, and prevent the closure of the Nakmond Corridor as much as possible.
He didn't have much time, and he had no intention of wasting it.
He ordered the Celestial-class battleship - Sky Punishment Colossus to fire at the debris belt. With the help of the star-destroying beam, he directly tore a gap and sent the Jiaoyang Legion to the Knight World of Dallova.
The Chaos Knights also immediately organized a counterattack force, preparing to encircle and suppress the Jiaoyang Legion.
The High King vowed to bring the Empire to its knees at Dalova.
However, when the knights of the Mandeker family faced the Jiaoyang Legion, the High King's original confidence disappeared without a trace.
The Thunderbird Titan is able to hover and fly.
The speed is unimaginable for traditional Titans.
Even with the help of demons and wizards, they can't catch up with the Thunderbird Titan.
In this situation, the Titans of the Mandecor family had no ability to fight back.
Aniya led the Jiaoyang Legion to harvest the knights of the Darova Knight World like a sickle.
The Dark Mechanicus provided the Mandecor family with several Warlord-class Titans.
As soon as they entered the war, they were surrounded and beaten by a group of Thunderbird Titans taking advantage of their mobility.
The other knights and Titans were unable to arrive in time to provide support and the battle was over.
When they arrived at the battle scene, the Jiaoyang Legion led by Aniya had already left.
The Chaos Knights of Daroi were as clumsy as fat pigs, and were hunted down again and again by the agile hunters of the Jiaoyang Legion.
The High King watched in despair as his knights fell one after another on the battlefield.
The special strike force led by Calgar also used teleportation to enter the capital where the High King was located, ready to capture this damn bastard and make him pay the price for betraying the empire.
No one can go against the will of the Imperial Regent.
Calgar would never allow anyone to challenge his genetic father.
Guilliman's authority is supreme.
Anyone who dares to disobey and betray will be wiped out.
Accompanied by flashes of teleportation, the Primaris warriors came out in batches, quickly seizing the various fortifications of the High King's palace.
The wrath of Calgar has arrived, and all traitors will pay the price.