Several beams of light fell on the cyborg's body, melting even the heavy armor and burning several black wounds on the strong and terrifying body.
The wound exuded a foul odor of burning flesh.
Injuries that are enough to kill ordinary people are insignificant to the cyborgs.
He let out a low growl.
He took heavy steps towards Hawke and others.
The strong muscles developed by chemical agents are enough to resist the damage of high-temperature laser beams.
Hawke's expression turned a little ugly.
He knew full well that this was a crazy genetic creation.
A horrible creature created by those crazy cultists.
"Go to hell, you running dog of the Corpse King." The cyborg roared.
He kept pulling the trigger of the grenade launcher in his hand.
The gushing bomb dragged a propulsion flame, burning the air and leaving a trail of white smoke.
Where the bomb fell, there was a loud explosion and debris flew everywhere.
If it weren't for the protection of armor, Hawke and others would have suffered heavy casualties from just these few hits.
Hawke's adjutant hid in a corner, using abandoned machinery to conceal his figure. When the huge cyborg walked by, he rushed forward directly.
The laser blades that popped out from the wrist armor crackled in the air, burning hot and surrounded by dots of light.
The cyborg even wanted to turn the gun around.
But Hawke's adjutant cut off the gun barrel with a sword.
The laser blade cut through the thick barrel as easily as a knife cutting through butter, and the cut surface emitted a scorching red light.
Hawke, who had climbed up, seized the opportunity and rushed forward.
A scorching laser blade also popped out from his wrist armor.
When the cyborg Pao Xiao's attention was attracted by the adjutant.
He suddenly stabbed the laser blade into the opponent's chest.
The cyborg let out a painful roar.
The scorching blade burned his internal organs.
But his vitality is extremely strong, and he can still fight back even after suffering continuous heavy blows.
He swung his sturdy arms and threw Hawke, who was wearing exoskeleton armor, away, and the adjutant did the same.
At this moment, other soldiers also found an opportunity and rushed forward.
The laser blades installed on their wrist armor popped out one after another and penetrated into the opponent's body.
One of the soldiers jumped up and chopped off the cyborg's head with one sword.
The head rolled on the ground several times.
Hawke took a look and saw that guy's eyes were wide open, so he shot him dead.
Brains and debris were splattered all over the floor.
The headless body fell in the rubble, and there was not much left to do.
"Keep going and kill them all," Hawke shouted.
"kill."
"For Guilliman."
"Traitors must die."
The soldiers of the 502nd Regiment also roared.
They followed Hawke's footsteps and entered the weapons factory.
It took more than ten minutes to push it all the way from the production line to the casting hall.
Those cultists hid in the fortifications and still wanted to resist, but they were crushed by the firepower of Hawke and others.
What is quite troublesome is that those strong modified humans keep coming out from the depths of the factory.
Each of the modified humans has extremely strong muscles and is tall, just like a space warrior.
It can be said to be a poor model of the old version of the Emperor's Angel.
Unfortunately, they do not have the same powerful strength and fighting talent as the Space Marines.
Hawke and the others spent some time killing them all and walked into the foundry hall of the factory.
Everything inside has changed beyond recognition.
The workshop originally used to assemble finished weapons was emptied and replaced with rows of gene capsules.
The thick black cables and data cables on the ground were tangled in a mess. At first glance, the foundry hall looked like a snake den with thousands of snakes.
The elevator cables vibrated and creaked on their pedestals in the cave ceiling.
The huge robotic arm was still working, transporting the gene capsules.
The buried ancient machinery hummed dully.
The foundry hall was covered with a strange smell mixed with amniotic fluid and electrical circuits.
Pools of transparent, sticky liquid seeped out from the gene cabin, and the roaring machine gave birth to indescribable strange things.
Obviously, this is a gene cultivation workshop that was built not long ago.
Some gene capsules have been opened.
The warriors inside walked out naked, and each one of them was extremely strong.
They ran towards Hawke and the others, roaring angrily.
Those modified humans with terrifying muscles, created with biochemical agents, were born in this place.
Hawke and others were shocked by what they saw.
It's obvious that those damn traitors are plotting a vicious conspiracy here.
They pulled the triggers of their weapons, and the scorching beams killed the unarmed cyborgs.
Blast those guys' heads off with the Burst Beam.
The air was instantly filled with the smell of burning flesh and amniotic fluid.
The red-robed priest who had erased the mark of the sacred Martian gear stood in the center of the workshop.
The red light emitted by the electronic prosthetic eye carries malice and hatred.
They were operating something quickly around a huge metal platform.
Ten black gene capsules were arranged in a circle around the Thinker in the center, with indicator lights on them showing that the gene capsules were still functioning normally.
Unlike other gene capsules, their translucent surfaces are frosted, and you can't see what's inside from the outside.
The fully armed machine slaves saw Hawke and others coming in, and they raised their weapons and sounded the alarm.
Those fallen mechanical priests also looked over.
Full of hatred.
They no longer recognized the Empire.
"Let the heavy firepower troops come in." Hawke whispered to the adjutant next to him.
After seeing what was inside the workshop, Hawke knew that there was no way to take back the weapons factory intact.
"You lackeys of the Corpse King, it's time for you to see the power of Lord Joelkan." The fallen mechanical priest clicked on the panel in front of him.
Hawke raised the pulse rifle in his hand and fired a shot, directly shooting through the opponent's head.
However, another mechanical priest accepted the deceased's job and pressed the confirmation button.
A rumbling sound was heard.
The gene cabin in the center of the platform flashed rapidly and a buzzing mechanical sound was heard.
With a bang, the door of a black gene cabin popped open.
Hateful, twisted, horrible creatures crawled out of it, wet and emitting a disgusting smell.
That abominable appearance made Hawke and the others feel nauseous.
That appearance alone is enough to poison people's minds and souls.
The monster was once a human being. From its twisted legs and horrible face, one could vaguely see some human features.
There are just some similarities.
The evil power of the subspace has irreversibly caused that human to fall into the collapse of sanity and thought.
Human nature has long been replaced by that endlessly distorted will, and has become a twisted, madly talking, abominable creature that serves the will of chaos.
From an anatomical perspective, the foul and horrific form has been mutated almost beyond recognition.
The eyes of these monsters were like pustules, flowing with disgusting blood.
Constantly trying to grow outward from the bloated body.
There was no trace of any gleam of former humanity on that huge ruin of flesh.
These monsters were simply wild beasts, a distorted imitation of humans, a mass of flesh composed of bloody tentacles and pus-filled eyes.
There are no words to describe these disgusting and cursed things.
"Chaos Egg." Hawke's face turned ugly.
At this stage of the war, the top brass of the empire no longer have any intention of covering up the chaos.
On the contrary, within a safe range, various parts of the empire have begun to popularize various knowledge about Chaos and are ready to go to war with Chaos.
Remaining ignorant of chaos is a safety measure.
This is the approach the Emperor took during the Great Crusade and throughout the past ten thousand years of the Imperium.
The Inquisition, the Ecclesiarchy, and the Grey Knights all attempt to deny the existence of Chaos.
Tirelessly erasing all traces.
However, this measure will make people lose their vigilance and will not be able to effectively deal with the frequent supernatural events happening nowadays.
What's more, humans also need to know who their enemies are.
The easiest way to unite a race is to create an enemy.
But this approach can only be achieved by the human empire led by Guilliman today.
If it were the human empire of the past, open chaos would mean a dead end.
The harsh living environment of the empire often makes the lower classes who know the existence of chaos yearn for it, and that is the most terrifying thing.
Today, the new empire that can promote universal education has the ability to take charge of the overall situation.
After chaos is made public, it is easier to inspire people to unite by promoting the horror of chaos and the hatred of traitors.
Propaganda the theory of human superiority, tell the story of mankind's 40,000-year struggle, tell the story of the Chaos massacre, the cruel abuse of prisoners, and other means to unite the entire human empire.
In the military, it is even more terrifying.
In order to prevent being affected by evil whispers, new recruits will be implanted with thought stamps before joining the army, giving them the ability to defend themselves mentally.
At the same time, blocking and correction chips were implanted behind the brain to protect the soldiers' minds from being poisoned.
More importantly, the formalization of state religion.
The state religion has been incorporated into the empire's education system.
Believe in the Emperor, starting from childhood.
If you can't speak, you must first learn to hate Chaos and believe in the Emperor.
These measures ensured the loyalty of the Imperial Army and the various worlds even as the Empire relaxed its control over Chaos.
As the leader of the group, Hawke was naturally well aware of the chaotic situation.
Ordinary people may only encounter a terrifying creature like a demon once in their lifetime.
There are even more creatures contaminated by chaos.
Chaos Egg is the most common one.
Those terrible demons transformed the cultists into unspeakable monsters through whispering, distortion or infusion of evil power.
The appearance of such a horrible creature as Chaos Egg is the greatest blasphemy to life.
The cultists closest to the monster were devoured first.
The Chaos Egg has multiple mouths and can easily devour those unlucky ones.
The crisp sound of bones being bitten echoed as blood flowed out.
The Chaos Egg has already gone mad and does not consider the cultists as being on the same side as them. They will kill all targets indiscriminately.
Seeing such a horrifying scene.
Even the cultists who had originally clamored to sacrifice themselves for Chaos were frightened and fled in panic in front of these creatures.
They are evil incarnate, abominable monsters.
The essence of chaos.
The embodiment of death, the embodiment of fear.
An imperial soldier walking in front was caught by tentacles.
The metal of the exoskeleton armor corroded.
The soldiers' flesh and blood were also melting, just like wax melting in fire.
The evil power of Chaos is released through the Chaos Egg, trying to distort everything it touches.
"Kill this monster," Hawke yelled, "quickly."
The automatic weapon on the shoulder armor locked onto the wriggling monster through the built-in computing module.
Several bursts of light beams penetrated into the huge body.
Cluster rockets whizzed out, and the pinpoint blast points were powerful enough to blow through steel.
The blasting beam pierced through the unnatural body.
The wet chunks of flesh were blasted off the monster's back and sides.
Under the dense firepower, the huge monster fell down, shattered into pieces, and could only kneel on the ground and roar in despair.
Hawke shot the monster's head off.
But as those gene capsules were unlocked, more low voices were heard.
All those horrible monsters crawled out, and when they saw Hawke and the others they swarmed over them like vultures seeing rotten meat.
Those horrific monsters had exposed cartilage and ribs, and their muscles grown with biochemical agents were extremely strong. Their tentacles were covered with bone spurs that were so sharp that they could easily pierce steel.
Sharp bony horns protruded from the disordered, chaotic flesh.
In the monster's multiple eyes burned madness and the rage of a wounded beast.
The power of these monsters is so terrifying.
In the past, only the well-trained Emperor Angels could deal with it with ease.
If it were handed over to an ordinary Star Army Corps, I'm afraid it would have to pay a heavy price in sacrifice to resolve this terrible crisis.
Fortunately, with the reform of the military.
The deployment of various new weapons and equipment gave Hawke and others the confidence to deal with these monsters.
Otherwise, Hawke would have to consider summoning the Emperor's Angel.
Their sharp claws and bone spurs can easily cut through the protection of armor.
Those strong and powerful tentacles can cut through steel alive.
Hawke and others could only shrink their formation.
While pouring attacks on the monster, retreat at the same time.
They retreated all the way to the production line, abandoning all the ground they had just occupied.
They didn't stop retreating until a rumbling sound was heard.
Several Predator tanks smashed the wall of the weapons factory and forcibly opened a path in the factory.
Under Hawke's command, the Predator Tank's explosive beam cannon intensively bombarded the Chaos Spawns, blowing their flesh and blood bodies to pieces.
The Red Earth Star is still within the framework of the real universe.
The laws of physics still apply.
In the face of overflowing damage, even with the support of the subspace, it is impossible to hold on for too long.
The Chaos Eggs were destroyed one by one.
Stepping on the corpses of the monsters, Hawke and others once again rushed into the genetic biochemical workshop.
The crazy fallen Mechanicus priest tried to resist, but was knocked to the ground by a rifle butt and pressed into the sewage.
"You are finished. The Red Earth Planet is in the hands of Lord Qiao Erkan. Foolish people who cannot see the truth and are troubled by flesh and blood, embracing the great Demon Prince, Lord Qiao Erkan, is your only chance of salvation."
"Shut your mouth, traitor." Hawke stepped forward and hit the opponent in the face with another elbow. Even though he had undergone mechanical modification, the Fallen Mechanic Priest suffered a lot in front of Hawke's metal prosthesis and had half of his face smashed.
"Captain, what should we do now?" asked the adjutant.
"See how many rebels are still in the city and clear them out. Then notify the Mechanicus and those damn bureaucrats. Our mission is over. The Sterx Hive has been completely controlled. It's their job now."
Hawke made various arrangements in an orderly manner.
After retaking the Sterx Hive, his promotion was a foregone conclusion.
But Hawke didn't feel any joy.
The situation is getting worse.
Demons are eyeing Red Earth. If the traitors here try to use Chaos Eggs to turn the tide of the war, the traitors in other places will only become more crazy.
In that strange subspace, God knows how many evil methods there are.
Once the Red Earth Star falls, the consequences will be disastrous.
Climb aboard the Marauder Tank.
Hawke ordered the pilots to go to other parts of the hive and kill the traitors.
"Come on, damn evil god. Humans will never surrender."
Hawke looked at the devastated Sterx Hive and swore secretly in his heart.
The will of the Imperial Regent will control the entire empire.
Even gods have to give way to the will of mankind.
Hawke doesn't care who his enemies are, and he's never afraid of them.
As a soldier of the empire, even when facing unimaginable gods, Hawke will firmly follow the imperial regent and wield the sword against the gods.
One day, humans will step on the corpses of the gods and reap the final fruits of victory.
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Planet Mordo.
This place is listed as the highest military restricted area.
A large number of celestial-class warships and planetary-level void fortresses are suspended in the void, alert to any invasion by void forces.
On the surface of Modor, there is a large ground army guarding it, the Titan army.
The number of troops assembled here is enough to shock and surprise every force in the galaxy.
The defense level here is definitely no less than that of Terra.
When Galileo was sent to this place from his hometown on a transport ship, he was also frightened by the huge warships and the numerous weapon platforms.
A cold man, Galileo rarely showed overly intense emotions.
But he was still shocked by the size of the army in the Modo Galaxy.
It is hard to imagine what kind of enemy it is that requires so many troops to be on high alert.
In any case, Galileo knew very well that this was not something he could get involved in.
It was like a crazy storm, and he was just an unlucky guy who was caught in it, not one of those who could control the direction of the storm and control the overall situation.
Galileo was a recruited worker.
It is hard to imagine what kind of project requires finding workers from all over the planets in the galaxy.
The mechanical priests, who had their flesh stripped off and replaced with mechanical parts, drove their spaceships to Galileo's world.
They check everyone and those who are qualified are taken away.
Promise to give a job to those who are qualified.
Their children, parents, wives or husbands will benefit from it.
The remuneration was very high and many people were tempted.
However, not everyone is eligible to apply.
They selected for a long time and picked out more than a dozen people from tens of millions of people.
Galileo was one of them.
He feels very lucky.
It is cool and worth showing off if you have something that others don't have.
The selected people were sent to the Mordor galaxy.
Participated in several reconstructive surgeries.
Galileo had no idea what they had implanted in him.
He could only feel his emotions disappearing.
Like a cold robot.
Some normal people feel a sense of suffocation and fear when they get along with him.
In addition, they are trained to use various weapons and mechanical equipment, and learn how to control engineering mechas to perform operations.
To this end, the Mechanicus also genetically enhanced them.
Wait until all preparations are done.
Galileo and others learned the content of their work, which was to dig a tunnel.
When Galileo heard this, he felt it was ridiculous.
More than a dozen people were carefully selected from tens of millions of young and strong people.
A huge amount of resources was consumed and various transformation operations were carried out just to open a tunnel.
This is simply outrageous and opening the door to outrageousness. It is outrageous to the extreme.
The project entrance was chosen to be located at a mountain location on the planet Modor.
A military fortress was built at the entrance.
There are 24-hour patrols by drone units such as Servo Skulls, Cherubim, and Machine Slaves, as well as elite Imperial forces such as Emperor Angels, Grey Knights, and Sisters.
In addition, the military fortress also has a static molecular force field protection field.
That force field can block the flow at the molecular level.
The defense is very strict.
Literally, not even a fly can get in.
After going through a complicated identity verification procedure and confirming his mental state.
Galileo and others were sent to the tunnel entrance.
They were the first workers.
All the mechanical equipment has been prepared and placed in front of the entrance.
Their job is to drive construction machinery to open tunnels.
The control method of construction machinery is very simple, and it is all connected by nerves.
A humanoid machine like a Titan.
But it is not equipped with weapons, but drills and mechanical arms.
Galileo observed that there was already a path on a huge black stone wall where the tunnel was to be dug.
Their mission was to widen the trail, install a large number of Mechanicus equipment into the opened tunnel, and ensure their normal operation.
Galileo felt very strange.
Does it take so much work to widen a path
It’s both selecting people and strengthening them.
It's like a war.
Before the official work began, Galileo and his companions received a document and an emperor sculpture pendant.
The document is a code of conduct for tunnel workers.
Written in standard Gothic.
The men asked them to post the document in the cockpit, which was said to have been blessed.
Galileo went through the rules as requested.
By the Holy Emperor, by the Glorious Everlasting Imperium of Man, executor of the Great Emperor's will, and regent of the Empire.
You have been recruited. From now on, you will participate in this tunnel project and cannot withdraw without the permission of the Imperial Regent.
Anyone who flees without permission will be charged with treason and racial betrayal.
In the name of the Holy Emperor, your duty is great.
The day this tunnel is successfully completed will be the day when mankind will be able to enter a new era.
Never question the importance of this tunnel, and don't be self-doubting and confused.
Every tunnel development worker must abide by the following regulations.
1. Before entering the tunnel to work, you must undergo a comprehensive examination and truthfully report your mental state to the examiner. If you feel that you are not in a good mental state, you can refuse to work and the appropriate doctors will provide treatment and assistance.
Second: Your job is to open tunnels and lay rails. Apart from that, don't pay attention to anything else. Even if your co-workers ask you for help, don't rescue them. Just report the situation and a special rescue team will come to rescue the injured.
Three: Complete your work conscientiously, don't be curious, and don't try to investigate any anomalies, that's the job of the Mechanicus believers. Your engineering mechas are equipped with surveillance equipment. Once any unusual actions occur, you will be investigated, and the Inquisitor has the right to execute any employee who does not obey this code.
4. If you realize that you are being watched or there is someone behind you, or if you feel that there is any disadvantage to you, you can leave your post in advance. Don't care if anyone asks you to stay in the tunnel and continue to work. Even the highest commander has no right to ask you to continue working when you are in danger.
5. When you are in the tunnel, you can choose not to obey the orders sent by the communication, and no organization will blame you for it. The Empire does not require you to undertake any combat missions or exploration missions. You only need to complete the task of opening tunnels while ensuring your own safety.
Six: All information is subject to the announcement of the Cathedral in the Rest Area. The announcement will have the biological seals of the Order of Silence, the Grey Knights, the Adeptus Mechanicus, the Commander of the Custodes, and the Supreme Command. The identification chip implanted in the glasses will automatically identify them. If there are no biological seals on the announcement, or if they are incomplete, you don't need to pay attention to it.
7: You are not allowed to share what you see and hear in the tunnel with your co-workers, let alone discuss it in private. You can go to the prayer room of the church and tell the priests and nuns about it. They will record it and give you psychological counseling.
8: Every employee who enters the tunnel will be implanted with a chip and have a sacred emperor sculpture pendant. If you see a human without a pendant and chip, stay away from them immediately and don't listen to anything they say. After confirming safety, contact support immediately, and the support team will arrive within three minutes.
9: If you see non-human creatures, please flee immediately and contact for support. The support team will arrive within three minutes.
10: If you hear whispers in your ears and they are getting stronger, you can sing the Song of the Holy Emperor. If you repeat it more than five times in a row and there is still no relief, please leave your post and go out of the tunnel to seek help.
11: There is only one tunnel. Do not pay attention to any branch roads you see. Leave the area with branch roads in time, tell the inspector about your situation and accept inspection.
12. There will only be the smell of engine oil and steel in the tunnel. If you smell a strange aroma, please be alert. If the aroma becomes stronger and even becomes greasy sweet, please leave the area immediately and contact support forces.
13. Try not to communicate as much as possible during work and keep silent. If there is a dispute in the work area with nearby workers, you can discuss it after completing a day's work.
Fourteen: The tunnels are made of black rock, and the rails and various devices are all polished metal. If you see any flesh, bones, or other things on the tunnel walls, use a flamethrower to burn the abnormal parts until they return to normal.
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There are a total of fifty provisions in the code.
Below, the complete Song of the Holy Emperor is written.
After reading the rules, Galileo looked up at the dark tunnel in front of him.
He turned around and looked at the various weapons behind him, which had been activated.
In addition, there are fully armed Emperor Angels standing on hover tanks.
Galileo suddenly felt a little scared.
Is it necessary to do this just to build a road
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The Moore strategic supreme command was set up not far from the tunnel fortress.
The mechanical priests are here maintaining those huge machines.
Each machine is extremely huge, like a series of hills.
Thick energy pipes and cables were placed on the ground, winding and connecting them, harmoniously playing a beautiful melody.
These machines have only one purpose, and that is to open the way for Moore.
The machines hummed and crackled, and the tech-priests dragged their scarlet robes around the large machines, monitoring the parameters of the machines and occasionally talking to each other in mechanical secret language.
Next to each machine there is a group of people working quietly.
The divine brain contracts and expands in the giant petri dish, like a person breathing rhythmically, calculating massive amounts of data.
"Will it really work?" Dorn stared at the screen in front of him. A huge amount of data was flowing and complex symbols were emerging in it.
The Grand Sage Sage Cawl, the Martian Mechanical Sage Rigula and many other Mechanicus sages were beside him.
"This is the best solution we can come up with at the moment." The Great Sage of Domination held a gear scepter in his hand, and his voice was mechanical and dull, coming from the generator built into his throat. "Those miners have been trained by us and implanted with the seeds of the Soulless. They are the most suitable candidates, and the Warp has no way of affecting the Soulless."
While in Ultramar, Guilliman ordered research into the Warp.
At that time, this project was misunderstood by several mentors of the Grey Knights.
Believing that Guilliman had deserted the Emperor and thrown himself into the arms of Chaos.
If it weren't for the prestige of the Primarch.
I am afraid that by then Guilliman will be regarded as a demon and exorcised by the Grey Knights.
At that time, Guilliman and Cawl had already conducted various research on restraining demons in the Warp.
Among them, the Soulless, a being feared by demons, is naturally within the scope of Cawl's research.
With the technical and resource support from Guilliman, Cawl successfully extracted the characteristic genes of the soulless.
It turns out that soulless people can indeed be cultivated through genetic means.
All the workers who built the tunnels, including Galileo, were the creations of this soulless man's genetic engineering.
They are all artificial soulless beings with the same characteristics as the Sisters of Silence.
This characteristic is best used to build channels to other-dimensional universes.
The Soulless are not affected by the illusory Warp.
This is their advantage.
This is why they saw a black stone wall, unlike others who saw a cave entrance with brilliant light flowing through it.
Tunnel is the perception instilled by Kaul and others.
The warp space is a contest of wills.
Demons cannot affect the soulless.
They can only use all kinds of strange means to break the miners' old cognition and let them know that what they are opening are not ordinary tunnels, but roads in the subspace, thus driving them crazy.
This is the only way the demons can stop the Soulless.
The Empire needs to protect these Soulless Ones, help them resist the interference of demons, and allow them to lay the equipment of the Mechanicus in the warp and open up a path to other universes.
"Such behavior is crazy. I have no way to describe my brother's ambition. He is even crazier than my father." Dorn shook his head. Guilliman was trying to open a way to other universes.
Even though he was the Primarch, Dorn had to admit that he was no match for Guilliman in terms of madness.
The other Primarchs can't compare to him.
The Emperor only wanted to build the webway.
Guilliman now has to build the Webway and pave roads to other universes.
One piece is already crazy.
Guilliman actually wants to do it together!
"We need more backup measures. The Imperial Regent is doing the right thing. He provided a lot of technical support during these processes. It would be a huge waste if these technologies are not used." The Grand Sage Cawl said, "The decisive battle has begun. We have no way out. Either win or die."
Dorn looked at Cawl and shook his head. "I finally understand why you became Guilliman's confidant. You are as crazy as he is."
"In this crazy universe, only crazy people can survive, Lord Dorne." said the Grand Sage Cawl.
"My father suffered a lot because of the Webway. If Guilliman's plan goes wrong, what a heavy price he will have to pay?" Dorn asked. "Have you ever thought about this?"
Cawl was stunned for a moment. Guilliman had considered this question, but the answer was too horrifying, so he didn't dare to say it.
Guilliman had just awakened on Macragge, and had a long conversation with Cawl.
At that time, many of the current plans had already been planned.
Cawl asked Guilliman the same question.
What if I lose?
Guilliman looked fierce and slammed his fist on the marble table.
"When the time comes, we will build a bunch of subspace bombs. If we lose, we will blow up the subspace, and no one will have an easy time. Then we will run away to other universes, recuperate, and then fight back."
There was a moment of silence before Kaur spoke.
"The Imperial Regent has made his own considerations, Lord Dorne. We can trust him completely. Moreover, if this plan succeeds, the human empire will have a way out even if it fails."
"Conquering other galaxies is a difficult task. How can you be confident that the empire can gain a foothold in other universes and make those universes a retreat for mankind?" Dorn said.
Kaul shook his head and said, "When humans developed the moon, they couldn't even conquer their own polar regions, couldn't even fully develop the oceans, couldn't even control the deserts and climate, and the Earth didn't even have a unified regime. Despite so many problems, they still chose to go to the moon to develop a desolate world, because they knew that if they always kept their eyes on their side, they would not be able to go too far. Hiding on Earth, civilization would only stagnate."
"Conquering the universe is still a fantasy for the Empire. Shouldn't the Empire go out and broaden its horizons? The Empire is like a frog trapped in a well. Does it have to count all the flowers, plants and bricks in the well before leaving the well? What's the point of that, Lord Dorne?"
"The Empire needs to move towards the multiverse, just like humans on Earth have walked out of the solar system. When they look back, they will find that many problems that seemed unsolvable in the past can actually be easily solved. The same is true for the Empire. We have been trapped for too long, and the Chaos Gods have oppressed us to the point of suffocation."
"Only by going out and seeing the true face of the multiverse can we have a better understanding of these evil gods and win the final victory. The significance of the tunnel project is not only to be able to travel to other universes, but more importantly, it allows us to expand our vision from the Milky Way to multiple universes."
"I hope you're right, Cawl, otherwise no one can bear the consequences of failure." Dorn sighed, "Once something goes wrong, the crisis caused will be enough to destroy humanity forever. It will be more terrifying than the Horus Heresy in the past. In the past, only the Milky Way was burning, but by then, I'm afraid the entire universe will burn."
"Struggle is inevitable, Lord Dorne. We have no choice but to believe it. If we cannot unite, how can we win?" Cawl said. "Even if the universe is burning, what does it matter? Humanity has experienced suffering, so should we be afraid of suffering?"
"I hope you will still be so firm when the situation I am worried about happens." Dorn knew more than Caul. He knew how terrifying the power of Chaos was.
Anyone who knows the truth will only feel despair.
"Let people in the future worry about the future, we just need to do well in the present," said Kaul.
Dawn nodded and said nothing more.
He watched the progress of the tunnel.
Wait until the situation of the alien universe project stabilizes and nothing major happens.
Dorn is going to be in charge of the Webway Project.
Compared with the cosmic channel, the webway project is undoubtedly the Achilles' heel of the gods.
Once humans use the Webway to isolate the Warp, their influence will inevitably plummet.
With their influence declining and covered up for a while, the gods will soon be forgotten.
Even then, Chaos will once again corrupt the human empire.
I'm afraid new gods will rise up as a result.
They will also be forgotten like the gods who passed away in ancient times, and abandoned in the long river of time.
The threat of xenocosmic engineering is not that great yet.
If Liman can eat this cake, then they may also be able to eat it.
At that time, we only need to corrupt a group of the Empire's troops. It is hard to say whether the conquered worlds will be named after Guilliman or theirs.
What's more, the Pantheon's territory is in the subspace, and they can also connect their own roads and corrupt those roads.
By then, Guilliman will do the work and they will reap the benefits.
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"Karga, if you still have the honor of a warrior, accept my invitation to a duel. It's just you and me. Of course, you can refuse like a coward."
On the bridge of the Laurel of Victory, Calgar watched the images relayed by the Chaos Traitor.
In the video, Abaddon invited him to a duel.