The relevant parts of the mechanical throne have already entered the production stage.
Cawl and Guilliman discuss what is merely the final assembly of the finished product.
Now that we have confirmed the design of the throne.
It can be transported to the solar system.
Just assemble the relevant parts and you're done.
In addition to the mechanical throne, a Celestial-class battleship dedicated to Guilliman, which utilizes all the advanced technology of the Empire, has been completed.
The battleship's name was Supremacy, a name inspired by the name of the Emperor's flagship.
Of course, this battleship has not yet been announced.
Only a few people know of the existence of this Celestial-class battleship.
The diameter and circumference of the Supreme were modeled after Terra's data.
It can be said to be a moving mechanical planet.
Inside the battleship is a huge zero-point reactor.
This is an energy technology that far exceeds plasma energy reactors.
In the field of imperial physics, there is theoretical data proving that space, time, energy, and matter can be transformed into each other.
Space is the ground state of energy.
Cosmology states that, apart from the planets, the universe is not truly empty.
Matter is surrounded by space.
It's like a person standing in an empty space with nothing in it.
In fact, this person is surrounded by air composed of particles that are invisible to the naked eye.
When the speed is fast enough, the air becomes a wall.
The same is true in the universe, where matter is surrounded by unobservable space.
When an object moves fast enough, space becomes an obstacle.
This is also the reason why the speed of light cannot be broken.
Zero-point energy utilizes the characteristics of transformation between the four to complete the transformation of space-energy and thus provide unlimited energy.
This energy is very stable.
There is no harm in drawing energy from space.
Particles are being created in space all the time.
The lifespan of these particles is incredibly short and they will soon be annihilated, completing the transformation of matter-energy-space once again.
The mechanical throne used to maintain the firewall of the entire warp will be placed on the Supremacy.
The Mechanical Throne would be placed aboard the Supremacy, and would be Guilliman's personal domain.
In this way, Guilliman can not only protect the Mechanical Throne and command the Warp Firewall, but also patrol various parts of the galaxy to ensure that no major chaos occurs.
The Mechanical Throne radiates Guilliman's will and does not need to stay in one place for a long time.
As long as they are within range of the Lighthouse Network, the user has control over the entire subspace firewall.
Cawl, Penny and others have discussed that the Supremacy will become Guilliman's flagship after he ascends the throne.
The original Macragge's Glory would be abandoned and no longer used as the Primarch's flagship, but would become a ship of the Ultramarines.
With the vigorous development of imperial science and technology and the overall improvement of imperial strength.
Various new warships continue to emerge.
The Glorious Queen-class battleship from ten thousand years ago no longer fits Guilliman's identity.
The framework of the Queen of Glory-class battleship has been fixed, and the most it can do is optimize energy distribution and reform and upgrade the weapon system.
What's more, the name Macragge's Glory is somewhat inconsistent with Guilliman's identity as the savior and guide of all mankind.
Politics and public opinion are very complicated things. Every word and action of those in power may cause instability in the situation and speculation among people.
Guilliman must not show any behavior or words that lean toward Ultramar.
Justice is the best lubricant for maintaining order.
Without justice, the ruler will be questioned.
Guilliman could not allow the galaxy to think that he valued Ultramar above the worlds of other sectors.
That would cause dissatisfaction among people.
Make them think they are being treated unfairly.
Dissatisfaction will accumulate, and then there will be distrust.
The rulers and the ruled will change from their original win-win cooperation to a state of hostility.
Any insignificant injustice can be like the wings of a butterfly, causing a chain reaction and eventually leading to the arrival of a storm.
In addition to these, Cawl and Guilliman discussed for a long time and determined some future development directions.
.When the Glory of Macragge reached the edge of the solar system, the Archsage of Domination boarded the warship and did not leave until it reached Terra's low-Earth orbit.
The empire at this stage has achieved remarkable results.
Having completed the early accumulation, we have a huge reserve of technical personnel and industrial capacity.
This is the most important thing for a civilization: having enough talented people to conduct various advanced research and having the industrial capacity to transform research results into products.
The economy, military, and politics all rely on these two.
The first section of the new cosmic channel has been completed. This is a welcome start, and it means that the human empire has taken a small step in the multiverse and set foot in that mysterious realm.
Being able to witness more universes, learn from and plunder resources from those universes will inevitably enable the empire to develop faster and become more powerful.
These creation-level projects of the micro-universe have also been officially launched, and currently a large number of researchers are trying to create a micro-universe belonging to mankind.
Once successful, even if the universe is destroyed, humans will have enough ability to protect themselves.
In this way, we will have more confidence when facing the gods of the subspace.
It is impossible to perish together.
At most you die and I get seriously injured.
In addition to the field of science and technology, military victories are also very gratifying.
The aliens that rose later, such as the Titanium, have been destroyed.
The Zerg in the Milky Way are being encircled and eliminated. Several large tentacles have been defeated and the remaining Zerg are not a big threat. Many planets that were lost before have now been taken back one by one.
The traitor forces led by Abaddon have been consumed several times and are currently severely damaged.
The Imperium has gained control of the Warp Firewall, giving it the ability to enter the Eye of Terror.
Their downfall is also inevitable.
The only threats to the real universe are the Undead, the Green-skinned Orcs, and the Dark Eldar who are hostile to humans.
Guilliman prepared to advance in unison.
At that time, mobilize a large enough army to attack and kill these enemies.
To be honest, with the empire's current strength, these three no longer pose much of a threat.
The Void Dragon has already reached a cooperative relationship with the Empire, and with enough money, it can learn the weaknesses of the Undead technology from the other party.
Most of the advanced technologies of the space undead were given by the star gods.
The biggest contributor is undoubtedly this guy called Void Dragon.
Now, the Void Dragon is on the side of humans.
Victory was already determined.
The undead, who have no reproductive ability and have lost their technological advantage, are just dough that can be kneaded at will and are not a threat at all.
The reason why Guilliman has been slow to take action against the Dark Eldar is because of the cooperative relationship he has established with the Harlequin Theatre and the Ark Eldar.
After the Great Fall, the Eldar have been divided into several parts.
Those guys are no longer united.
But after all, they all belong to the same race.
Any rash action to wipe out the Dark Eldar would inevitably cause discomfort to the Eldar allies such as Yin Fulan.
This matter also requires communication with the great prophets of the Eldar who have the power to make decisions, as well as the patron god of the Harlequin Theater, the God of Laughter, and some concessions of interests must be made in order to gain their help and understanding.
Don't do things like crossing a river and then destroying the bridge.
Dark Watcher is also a partnership.
If humans turn their backs on the Eldar, the Dark Watchers will certainly have their own ideas.
Infighting within the same camp is the stupidest thing.
Of course, even if the Death Army, the Ark Eldar, and the God of Laughter disagree, Guilliman will still take action against the Dark Eldar.
The city of Komodo, the base camp of the Dark Eldar, must be wiped out.
Those guys in there are all complete lunatics.
There was no way Guilliman would let them go.
The Dark Eldar's massacres of human planets are endless, and even the Chaos traitors are as amiable as the volunteers in the next community compared to these lunatics.
After the Great Rift appeared, the number of massacres increased dramatically.
The Dark Eldar rely on consuming the souls of other creatures to replenish their own souls devoured by Slaanesh.
If they don't die, human beings will continue to be poisoned by them.
As for the orcs, there is no need to say more.
Just one sentence.
The orc warlord must die.
Only dead Orcs are good Orcs.
This race is chaotic and has unlimited energy, existing only for war.
If the orcs don't die, they will sooner or later drag the human empire into trouble again.
Even if he couldn't completely kill this race, Guilliman had to find a way to destroy the technological knowledge carried deep in the orcs' genes.
After finishing his conversation with the Archsage of Domination, Guilliman went to the landing deck wearing his armor.
The Glory Guard, which had been prepared long ago, followed closely behind him.
Their armor was meticulously maintained and reflected the lights on the deck.
Faced with such a grand ceremony, they would never allow themselves to embarrass the Father of Genes.
Sicarius stood at the front of the team with his head held high, a smile on his face and a hint of pride that the Primarch could receive such great honor.
The mechanical priest on the deck debugged the machine, and after confirming that every parameter met the requirements, he activated the space teleportation device.
Accompanied by the crackling sound of electricity.
The space was slightly distorted.
A hole of light appeared on the deck's teleportation platform.
Guilliman stepped in first.
Sicarius and other members of the Honor Guard followed closely behind.
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The teleportation platform to welcome Guilliman was built near the Eternal Gate, which is the largest entrance leading directly to the palace.
On both sides of the Eternal Avenue stand countless heroes who have made great contributions to the empire.
Among them are the legendary Sun Lord Macharius,
This place is also the end point of the Terra Pilgrimage and the most important pilgrimage point in the Empire.
For thousands of years, very few people have been allowed to enter the palace through the Gate of Eternity.
From the moment the Macragge's Glory entered Terra's low-Earth orbit, the huge crowds of people on Terra began to boil, and cheers were heard everywhere.
They stared at the platform, waiting for the Primarch to appear.
There is also a huge mechanical device standing on the platform, which is the transmission platform for docking with Macragge's Glory.
People looked forward to it, watching the indicator lights on the transmission platform turn green one by one.
As the last light turned green, the huge transmission platform emitted a pleasant mechanical sound.
A thick beam of light shot down from the sky, like a road built by the gods for themselves.
The war horns on the Eternal Wall let out a sharp and hoarse roar together.
These war horns have a very ancient history and were placed on the walls of sturdy towers and castles.
It is said that these horns were placed here during the Horus Heresy.
After thousands of years, it still stands here, witnessing the rise and fall of the empire.
The sound of the horn resounded throughout the entire palace, and the deafening sound echoed in the tall city, making people feel the heavy sense of history coming towards them.
Let them feel the years of history in which human ancestors fought bloody battles in the starry sky and finally laid the foundation for this great empire.
The sound of salutes also rang out at the same time, shaking the city and people's ears.
Before Guilliman arrived, many people were already crying.
Scholars and warriors, businessmen, and travelers wandering in the starry sky who know the sufferings of mankind in the past are all excited by this moment.
The human sword swept across the four directions, and the aliens and traitors all fled.
The mighty power of heaven made the stars submit, and even the ancient gods were forced to give in to the rise of mankind.
They watched as the ancient empire was shattered by the poison of former traitors.
They witnessed with their own eyes the collapse of this ancient empire under the invasion of aliens.
People looked up at the starry sky, but could not find a trace of salvation, only greater despair and suffering than ever before.
Now, everything has become a thing of the past.
This race, which has evolved over billions of years, once again stands among the stars.
Those who once clamored for the destruction of this empire have now either fled to the edge of the galaxy or become the ashes of history and been swept into the garbage dump.
At this moment, Terra gathers humans from all over the galaxy.
After the empire's lighthouse system was completed.
The safety factor of navigating in the subspace has been greatly improved.
The once terrifying warp voyage would basically go smoothly as long as there was no problem inside the warship.
It is no longer like before, when entering the subspace, one has to completely leave everything to fate.
It’s like the ancient wooden ocean shipping ships have evolved into modern steel ships in an instant. The safety factor has skyrocketed and there’s no need to worry as much as before.
The news of Guilliman's return to Terra marked the end of this phase of the Indomitable Crusade.
Coupled with previous events, people in the empire who were sensitive to the political situation realized that a historical event that would be recorded in the empire and even in the entire history of human development was about to take place.
They came from all directions just to witness the historical moment when the old king abdicated and the new king rose to power.
Terra had changed drastically since Guilliman's departure.
The chaotic city was given a new lease of life and became orderly, with gardens and woodland parks everywhere.
It's no longer as dirty and messy as before.
Those large-scale, dirty and messy slums have also disappeared.
At this moment, a huge flow of people filled the transformed city of Terra.
The parks, the woodlands, the balconies of every building were filled with people.
There was an even larger crowd of people near the platform where Guilliman was to be welcomed.
At a glance, there were people everywhere, a dark mass with no end in sight.
If the empire's governing capacity had not been greatly improved and medical technology had not been fully developed, many people would have lost their lives simply from being trampled.
A large number of hovercrafts act as medical and law enforcement platforms, controlling the movements of the crowds.
Law enforcement officers worked hard to maintain order and avoid a stampede.
Accompanied by the sound of salutes and trumpets, people couldn't help but cheer.
When Guilliman, wearing ceremonial armor, walked out of the column of light, he was like a god walking from his own kingdom into the real world.
People's cheers reached a climax.
Countless people gave deafening cheers, and the terrible sound waves once drowned out the sound of salutes and trumpets.
People put their hands on their hearts and make the Sky Eagle Salute.
Countless voices shouted the oath of allegiance.
His eyes were filled with tears, and the tears on the ground formed a thin stream.
His throat was hoarse from shouting, but he was still shouting.
The entire Warp was swept up in this frenzy, demons howled, and gods were enraged.
The crowd who saw Guilliman coming out felt as if their blood was boiling. When they saw that extremely noble face, they had the idea of being loyal to him until their souls were shattered.
Even now, Guilliman ordered them to die immediately.
I'm afraid they will all execute it without hesitation.
Guilliman stood on the podium, surrounded by his Honor Guards, Custodians, and many Imperial heroes.
Looking around at the bustling city and the huge crowds of people, Guilliman smiled.
Many of Terra's urban buildings were rebuilt after Angron's invasion.
Those Gothic buildings with bizarre shapes and dim lighting.
Abnormal expansion and industrial facilities that emit high concentrations of pollution.
Horrifying religious emblems and iron cages that imprisoned the living and the dead.
It has disappeared at this moment.
Instead, there are more dome-shaped buildings with a technological feel and a symbol of hard work and progress, or landscapes carefully designed by artists with special meanings.
No longer as depressing as before.
This was exactly the effect Guilliman had intended.
Human civilization has been developing and evolving for millions of years since it learned to use fire.
The history of the empire is insignificant compared to the long history of human civilization.
Only if mankind always maintains an enterprising spirit can it go further on this path.
Dwelling on the past will only lead to destruction.
Guilliman boarded the anti-gravity hovercraft used for sightseeing and headed for the Palace from the Eternal Avenue.
Wherever he passed, people cheered and threw flowers.
Men, women, young, old, rich, poor, without exception.
People's madness once turned Terra into a sea of flowers.
The rich fragrance of flowers filled the entire city.
Guilliman stood on the vehicle, smiling and waving to the enthusiastic crowd.
The anti-gravity sightseeing boat travels through the layers of Terra buildings.
The huge population size places huge demands on Terra's architecture, and builders have to make use of all available space.
The magnificent and tall buildings extend beyond the horizon, incorporating the former wilderness into the city's scope.
With the development of Imperial technology, the stabilization of warp navigation.
More and more people come to Terra with a pilgrimage mentality.
This resulted in a massive influx of population.
This also leads to Terra continuing to build urban buildings, except for important ocean areas, natural forest areas, and ecological areas.
Other places are filled with various magnificent buildings to meet the huge living needs.
In order to utilize space resources, Terra's cities have been built underground.
Currently, underground cities are deep enough to use the temperature difference between the deep layer and the surface to supply the required energy.
It is a completely pure energy, a gift from the laws of the universe.
Cleaner and more affordable than plasma energy reactors.
The living conditions underground are no worse than those above ground.
They have huge projection facilities that capture the sky in real time, as well as woodland parks and natural forests maintained with daylight facilities to ensure fresh air.
The magnificent city of Terra is a masterpiece, a symbol of humanity's complete conquest of its home world.
After passing through a magnificent archway, Guilliman and his party arrived at the Heroes' Square.
Those sculptures, which are often hundreds of meters tall, are all carved from a single piece of marble.
These stones were mined from alien planets, transported to Terra for carving, and finally sent to the Heroes' Square.
Guilliman glanced at the layout of the sculptures on the Heroes' Square.
These sculptures are divided into three levels.
One is an imperial hero who has made outstanding contributions to the empire.
One is a Primarch who is loyal to the Empire.
Another one is the emperor, and the other is myself.
Yes, that's right.
Guilliman's sculpture was placed on the same level as the Emperor by his fanatical supporters, but he felt no joy in the face of such an honor.
There are two sculptures standing side by side, but one of them cannot get down from the golden throne.
Kaul built himself a mechanical throne.
If you can't come down, then it will be a lot of fun.
The boiling sea of people blocked the roads, and the cheers of the people echoed in every corner of the Heroes Square.
Heroes' Square is not only a place to commemorate the heroes of the empire, but also an open prison.
Imprisoned those primarchs who rebelled against the Empire.
With Guilliman's evil taste, visitors can have an unobstructed view of the captive lives of several traitorous Primarchs from designated locations.
For the proud Primarch, being displayed like an animal was undoubtedly a humiliation.
If they escape from prison, I am afraid that the first thing these rebellious Primarchs will do is to find a way to kill Guilliman.
Unfortunately, they couldn't escape.
The entire Heroes Square was built with sufficiently strict security measures.
The power of the Daemon Primarch had been weakened by the Emperor's faith and Imperial technology to the point where he could barely walk.
Each guard has been given a secondary Primaris upgrade.
The weapons used are all capable of killing demons and are god-killing weapons that contain the empire's most advanced technology.
Just one wound is enough to cause irreversible damage to these demon primarchs.
The crowd was kept outside the square by the dedicated guards.
Guilliman asked his companions to wait for him outside the square, and then went to the prison of the Daemon Primarch alone to see how his brothers were doing.
Fulgrim, Perturabo, and Lorgar all growled in low voices as they watched Guilliman approach.
Luo Jia, in particular, kept knocking on the thick iron door.
Even though he was bounced away by the force field again and again, he did not give up.
"Liar, Guilliman, you liar." Lorgar roared, "You burned down my City of Faith, and now you shamelessly call yourself the Emperor's messenger. You even changed the Book of Lorgar into the Book of Guilliman. Shameless and despicable."
When the guards talked about the empire, Lorgar could get a glimpse of the current situation of the entire empire from their words.
Guilliman, who burned down the Perfect City in the past, has now become the helmsman of the Ecclesiarchy. Even the Pope needs his appointment and blessing.
After revising the Book of Lorgar, which he had created in the past, he took it out and openly said that he was the founder of the state religion.
How despicable this is.
How shameless this is.
Nothing the Emperor has ever done could compare to this bastard.
Perturabo and Fulgrim's eyes were equally filled with anger.
Guilliman's shamelessness is beyond imagination.
He messed up the history of the Empire and all the rebellious Primarchs were slandered by him.
In the Battle of Terra in the past, the Emperor led his loyal Primarchs to kill everyone in their way, and beat Horus and the gods of the Warp. Unfortunately, Horus pretended to surrender, so he was ambushed and seriously injured.
After reading Guilliman's history book, Perturabo and Fulgrim both wondered how they had survived the Heresy.
The rebels were able to launch a successful sneak attack and severely injure the loyal Primarch only by playing the emotional card and using the help of the Warp.
It's almost as if he said it bluntly that the rebel primarchs and the gods were all paper tigers who would have been defeated long ago if they hadn't been playing tricks and schemes.
After reading the history of the Empire written by Guilliman, Perturabo and Fulgrim felt like they were about to have a cerebral hemorrhage from anger.
I have lived for so long and have never seen such shameless behavior.
Guilliman calmly watched Lorgar's helpless roar. When he was tired of shouting, he spoke, "What a pity, no one listens to you. No one will believe a pitiful, hysterical traitor. They will only believe what I say. Look, this is the proof."
The cheers were getting louder and louder.
The prison cell of the rebellious primarch was more than ten kilometers away from the cordon set up by the guards, but the noise was still deafening. You can imagine how crazy those people were.
Lorgar glared at Guilliman, anger burning in his heart.
"One day, you will pay the price for your lies." Lorgar spoke word by word, gritting his teeth, "People cannot be fooled by you forever."
Guilliman couldn't help but laugh at this.
"Do you think truth and lies are important to the Empire?"
"You know nothing about the truth of the universe, so you say such things, Guilliman. One day, you will pay the price for what you said today. The gods will not let you off easily." Lorgar said viciously: "Chaos is the ultimate truth and future of the universe. You can't keep fooling those ignorant people. There will always be people who wake up and raise the banner against you."
"Do you still think your master can deal with me?" Guilliman said with a smile, "Lorgar, I feel sorry for you. You claim to have seen the truth of the universe, and believe that the truth of the Emperor in the past is a lie, and that the gods born from the souls of living things are the real controllers of the universe. You think you have seen the truth and are superior to others. You spoke for them, spread their chaotic ideas, and planned the Horus Rebellion."
"But I want to tell you today, Lorgar, your vision is as narrow as that pathetic mouse, and what you think is the truth is not worth mentioning to me."
"To me, both the Emperor's truth and the eternity of the gods are lies. One is just a smaller lie and the other is a bigger lie. You are complacent about knowing the existence of the gods, but your master is not even worthy of my attention."
Guilliman glanced at these former brothers, seeing that Perturabo and Fulgrim were looking at him with the same hatred for his arrogant words.
The more hatred they showed, the happier Guilliman became.
A smile is conserved. It will not disappear, it will only transfer to different people's faces.
Guilliman laughed just as arrogantly as those demon primarchs laughed in the past.
"Even if you guys were given extraordinary bodies, immortal minds, and power enough to destroy the world, you are nothing more than apes from the prairie. You are as short-sighted as the mortals you hate. Your innate defects prevent you from looking at problems from the perspective of the entire universe, let alone imagining what kind of achievements I will make in the future. The glory of mankind has just begun. In your simple minds, there is only the struggle between the gods and your father, and you think that is everything in the universe."
"How pathetic, how short-sighted. Your hatred and anger are useless. You will witness new miracles in this prison. Not only the Milky Way, but the entire universe will be mine. Every galaxy will be planted with the flag of a double-headed eagle. Humans will control every star and become the most powerful civilization in the history of this universe."
"One day, your master will kneel at my feet and beg for his life. I swear, you will witness this scene with your own eyes."
Guilliman opened his arms, as if to embrace the entire universe.
The looks of the three rebel primarchs changed from anger to astonishment, and then to looking at them as if they were madmen.
The smile on Guilliman's face and the firm tone in his voice told them that their former brother really intended to do so.
Conquer the galaxy and crush every enemy.
Then he launched one grand war after another that far exceeded the Great Crusade launched by the Emperor.
The battlefield is bigger and more crazy.
Until the last enemy's body fell under his sword.
Until the last star was forced to submit to his will.
Only then will it stop.
Such a terrible ambition is enough to suffocate just by thinking about it.
None of the gods dared to have such an idea.
Such shocking arrogance.
Arrogance that no one can match.
Compared to him, the emperor is just a gentle and kind boy next door.
One galaxy is no longer enough to satisfy Guilliman's appetite.
He didn't even intend to let go of the distant stars.
"You are simply a lunatic."
Fear arose in Lorgar's heart, and he saw Guilliman's hideous smile in his dazed eyes. Under his sword, countless corpses fell, and there was a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. The greed of mankind drowned the stars.
The gods will also fall under the sword of this madman, and countless alien civilizations will be reduced to ashes under his arrogant ambition.
He will be the end of countless civilizations.
A terrible butcher.
"You won't succeed." Perturabo's face darkened.
Fulgrim's expression on the side was even more uncertain.
He finally understood why the former Crown of Vanity could not corrupt Guilliman.
Hidden beneath that body is a soul more arrogant and crazier than the Emperor.
The illusion he created for the other party was so ridiculous.
It's like a child tempting a man who aspires to be the richest man in the galaxy with the promise of a lollipop.
"Just wait and see, fools. I graciously allow you to live until you see that moment become real."
Guilliman left his last words before turning and leaving, leaving the traitorous Primarchs howling in their cells.
After scolding these rebellious brothers, Guilliman suddenly felt in a good mood.
Whether it can be done or not is another matter.
You can never lose when it comes to bragging.
He can blow whatever the gods can blow.
He can blow the whistle better than the gods.
Just brag first and talk later, this is the privilege of keyboard warriors.
After returning to the group, Guilliman did not discuss what he had said to the traitorous Primarch.
He ordered the team to continue moving forward and head towards the palace under the gaze of countless people of the empire.
Last time, his arrival saved the entire empire.
And this time, his arrival will completely change human history and bring about a truly new era.
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For ten thousand long years, the Wizard Star has been the base of operations for the Thousand Sons.
It emerged from its location in the Warp into the realm of reality following a ritual inspired by the death of a billion souls.
Wizard Star is a crazy planet. Just seeing the things on the surface of the planet is enough to drive mortals crazy and fall into endless fear.
The colors of the sky change randomly, without any pattern resembling seasons.
The surface is decorated with monotonous glass surfaces, a constantly changing maze of distorted mirrors, and a swamp of mutated flesh and blood.
The earth was struck by lightning storms without source.
The biting cold wind swept across the earth, carrying with it the souls that were deeply tortured and would never be freed.
There is no way for humans to survive on such a planet.
Creatures born from the worst nightmares thrive on this planet.
A pack of horned beasts hunts in a jungle of razor-sharp cliffs and the twisted forms of failed believers.
Wandering demon engines travel across the storm-ravaged crystalline plains, fighting in the plains' own ecosystems, competing for the position of the strongest.
Rampant giant demons, screaming sharks and fire demons enter reality at will or emerge from naturally opened portals.
In addition to these strange creatures, there are also a large number of chaos eggs.
These hideous beasts were twisted by traitors who could not bear the blessings of Chaos.
An invisible spell surrounds the planet, sucking any munitions fired at it into the warp and transforming powerful lasers into harmless beams.
This is the territory of wizards. Demons and strange subspace energy tides are powerful weapons in their hands and can be driven by them to attack the enemy.
Magnus has been operating the Wizard Star for more than ten thousand years.
He had vowed never to let the Wizarding Planet suffer the same fate as Prospero.
Any enemy attempting to invade this planet will suffer the most tragic defeat.
Unfortunately, this time, they were facing a newly upgraded Dark Angel.
Azrael is not a stubborn person.
After the Imperial Regent revised the Codex, the expansion of the Chapter was put on the agenda.
Even if a large number of dark angels were sent to various parts of the galaxy.
There are more than 4,000 dark angels on standby at the Stone Fortress at all times.
In addition, there are some Dark Angels sub-groups that received orders from the parent group to come to support.
Azrael can mobilize up to thirteen thousand Primaris warriors.
It is equivalent to the thirteen fully-strength regiments in the past.
In addition, the Space Wolves and Blood Angels also have a large number of Primaris warriors.
The convergence of the three forces will surely gather more than 50,000 Primaris warriors.
If other armies were included, the scale would be even more terrifying.
Such a huge military force is rarely seen even during the Great Crusade.
Knowing that he had backup, Azriel had nothing to worry about. He mobilized tens of thousands of Primaris warriors to conduct an airborne operation on the Wizard Star in order to break the evil ritual on the Wizard Star.
Pull Wizard Star and Prospero from the gap between reality and fantasy into the real universe.
Then use massive Imperial forces equipped with advanced technology to overwhelm Magnus.
Let Magnus know that the power of the devil is limited, but the loyalty of the Empire is endless.
Following Azrael's order, a vast number of gunships carrying Primaris warriors rushed towards the Wizard Star.
These powerful warriors forced a landing without being able to use teleportation technology.
Faced with an enemy like the Thousand Sons who were cunning, good at disguise and deception, Azrael, the Grand Master of the Dark Angels Chapter, gave up any sophisticated tactical arrangements and simply and crudely used the Wild Wolves' airborne tactics, which highlighted the word "recklessness".
There is only one requirement, which is to destroy the ritual of the Wizard Star.
As soon as the Primaris warriors entered the sky above the Wizard Star, they jumped off the high-speed maneuvering gunboats.
Rely on the powerful armor with force field buffering function and the extraordinary body with strong recovery ability to withstand the impact of falling.
The transport gunboats dropped their ammunition pods, allowing them to follow the soldiers into the air.
The Empire's ammunition bays have also undergone special improvements and are capable of moving. Under the control of half-body servitors, they can move toward the vicinity of soldiers who need ammunition.
When facing an enemy who likes to scheme and plot, the best way is to just beat him up.
The wizards were caught off guard by the Empire's brutal fighting style.
The flames of war were blazing everywhere.
The Primaris warriors fought in squads.
The whole planet was in chaos.
There is no front or rear line, the war is going on everywhere.
Just after landing, the auspicious instrument built into the Boris battleship issued a high-frequency warning sound, detecting a powerful psychic energy.
When he reached a higher place, Boris found a target for this airborne mission.
A tower of emerald glass, surrounded by nine obelisks made of scarlet stone and engraved with runes.
There is a heart-warming atmosphere.
Obviously, this is the ritual tower built on the Wizard Star that can pull the two planets into the rift space.
"Forward, target the ritual tower." Boris shot and blew up the red-letter warrior near him, used the communication device of the armor to gather the warriors near him, and headed towards the destination.
The members of the two wings gathered around Boris and followed him to kill the target.
The area around the tower is all jagged gray rocks, dotted with gullies and cliffs.
Azure, chestnut brown and purple-red flesh and blood squirmed in the cracks.
Twisted, ugly, bloodshot eyes were staring at Boris and other invaders from the strange colorful crystal object.
A winged demon flew out of the tower, covering the sky.
Those heavy, massive, baroque-style demon engines emitted mechanical roars, trying to crush any human that came before them.
The red-letter warriors in gorgeous armor and the wizards holding scepters also joined the battle, trying to defend the ritual tower.
There was no possibility of compromise or concession from either side, and the battle instantly entered a white-hot state.
However, Boris and his men had better fighting power, and they cut through the demonic waves like a spear, dropping a sticky bomb with annihilation energy onto the tower.
Along with a rumbling sound, the black annihilation energy formed a shock wave, sweeping in all directions and blowing away the nearby demons.
Red flames caused by the explosion rose up, and rolling heat waves rushed towards us.
The emerald-colored glazed tower was shattered in the explosion, collapsed, and was engulfed in flames, with its fragments blown away by the shock wave.
Powerful subspace energy also dissipated.
Magnus also noticed this scene for the first time.
His complexion turned ugly.
In such a short time, a node was destroyed.
If we don’t take some remedial measures, I’m afraid the Wizard Star will soon fall.