Hearing his companion's question, the clone's eyes showed a moment of confusion.
The other party asked this unintentionally, but it made him think about his future.
Carrying the original sin, can he find his own redemption in this dark universe
"Let's blow this place up, and then we'll head to the Eye of Terror," said the clone.
"To the Eye of Terror?" the warrior repeated in confusion.
“There are fewer and fewer traitors wandering in the real universe. Let’s go to the Eye of Terror and face the final challenge.” The clone whispered, “Use blood and sacrifice to cleanse our sins and let our tormented souls rest in peace.”
Several soldiers fell silent.
The look in their eyes is the same as the clones'.
Carrying sin, there is no more honorable mercy.
"Let's go, take our sacrificed brothers with us. Their bodies left in this world should not be left here with those traitors." The clone bent down and picked up Lucius' head.
Those wide-open eyes were filled with unwillingness and despair.
Blood from the cut on the neck continued to drip, staining the clone's scarred power armor.
All must pay for past sins.
No one can escape the punishment of fate.
The soldiers gathered the bodies of their fallen comrades. Their expressions were solemn and dignified, as if they were doing something sacred.
Some of the bodies were torn into pieces in the recent battle.
The Hell Beast's attack is powerful enough to tear steel apart.
Even with the protection of power armor, it is difficult to stop the firepower of the hell beast.
The strong body was torn into pieces and scattered on the devastated battlefield.
The soldiers picked up the pieces of flesh and blood and used heavy industrial machine slaves to take the bodies away.
The armor-covered corpse was extremely heavy.
It is not easy to carry them back to the warship.
The best option is to use those machine slaves equipped with industrial hydraulic arms.
Gather together the bodies of your comrades.
The clones began to evacuate with the surviving fighters.
The corridors were full of traces of desecration and fighting.
Chaos symbol smeared on marble floor.
A mat made from human skin.
Horrifying artworks and furniture fashioned from flesh and bones.
Obscene murals drawn with an unknown liquid.
The fall of the Emperor's Children was horrible.
Each time he witnessed it, the clone felt sad, realizing the consequences of his original self going further down that horrific path.
Go out along the corridor you just broke into.
The clones ignored the bodies.
The Chaos warband had been completely defeated.
Only a few mutants and cultists serving the lunatics of the Emperor's Children were still hiding somewhere on the ship.
The clones had no urge to find them.
There's no way those guys would survive in an exploding battleship.
No matter how they hide, they can only delay their death.
Leaving the severely corrupted battleship, the clone returned to his own battleship.
Several ships were dragged out from the cemetery of dead ships, covered with patches.
When sailing in the starry sky, one wonders whether these ships will disintegrate and collapse in the next second.
These ships are all that the clones and others have.
It was the best boat they could find.
You have to know that they don’t have their own industrial world or territory, so it is very difficult for them to get new ships.
Only from those ruins can usable parts and supplies be found.
The ships of the clone and others were extremely simple, with exposed cables and cold steel structures exuding a cold industrial beauty.
These ships are free of the disgusting chaotic atmosphere and are very clean.
Although these warriors were declared traitors by the Empire, they did not succumb to Chaos.
Many of these warriors were deceived into betraying the empire out of ignorance.
Some of these were caused by the corruption of Chaos by the Chapter's high command, resulting in the entire Chapter being declared traitors by the Inquisition.
Some people go to war outside and don't know what's going on, and they become traitors for no apparent reason.
Some of them were caused by the power struggle at that time.
The power struggles and collusion of the former High Lords' Council system affected every aspect of the empire.
In order to suppress the reputation of political opponents, they do not hesitate to sell out intelligence and sell the military forces supporting the opponent directly to the enemy.
Some Astartes Chapters are also drawn into the struggle for power.
In order to cover up their own secrets, the powerful party directly declared the regiment as rebellious and sent other regiments to hunt it down.
Don't ever think that this won't happen.
In that magical era, anything could happen.
For the sake of STC, the Mechanical Sage even did not hesitate to open fire on the original parent group such as the Dark Angels.
You can imagine how chaotic it was at that time.
After these warriors suffered injustice, they chose to betray the Terra Council.
Some fell so completely that they joined the Chaos Gods.
There are also some empires that do not like the rule of the High Lords, nor the evil deeds of Chaos, and choose to fight alone in the name of the Emperor among the stars.
With the awakening of Guilliman, the Chaos warbands' living space was extremely compressed.
The entire galaxy is about to usher in true unification.
These warriors who wandered between the Empire and Chaos had also reached the time of their demise.
The clones gathered them together, seeking a final honorable death.
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All the warships of Lucius's warband were equipped with anti-ship bombs.
Accompanied by bursts of flames and visible shock waves, the ship disintegrated silently in the air, brilliant and dazzling.
Countless fragments were carried by the impact force into the depths of the universe.
They will continue to fly by inertia in the dark universe until they are captured by a celestial body.
The mutants and cultists hiding deep within the ship died screaming.
Either they will be engulfed by flames, or thrown into the void and frozen to death by the low temperature.
... ...
The flagship, the Redeemer, was suspended in the air.
It was a strike cruiser that had been scrapped and thrown into the Void Graveyard.
The clone used its own intelligence to get it working again.
A brief ceremony was held on the ship to bid farewell to the brothers who had died in battle.
The clone went to the bridge and asked the captain to set a course to the Eye of Terror.
This is a very dangerous decision.
But they carried out the order without hesitation.
Everyone carries guilt.
They betrayed their own race and the Emperor who protected them.
Whether it is intentional or helpless, it is a betrayal.
Death is their only way to get relief.
The broken ship was left behind, and the burning flames eventually turned into barely visible points of light.
The clone looked through the porthole of the bridge at the dark sky dotted with stars.
The huge rift that runs across the Milky Way still exists.
It's much smaller than it was at the beginning.
The governance of the empire has worked.
Chaos' ability to interfere with the real universe is being weakened.
Countless human warriors fought hard to seize the honor and glory that belonged to them.
But they are like rats in the gutter, no one praises or remembers them.
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Dorn's troops defeated the Chaos warriors, but allowed the orcs led by Ulf to survive.
But letting them go was not without cost.
Ufo needs to pledge allegiance to the emperor of the empire in exchange for a chance to survive.
In order to better serve God Mao, and also to have a chance to go back and take revenge on that damn bad guy who blew up his own ship.
Uffo agreed with the decision.
The Empire gave Ufo that planet, along with new armor and big guns.
Various supplies and equipment were also sent to him from time to time, allowing him to have the resources to arm his own troops and prepare to seize the position of the Orc Emperor.
Wu Fu did not hesitate to accept everything.
At this moment, the entire planet has been populated by large numbers of orcs.
Let Ufo's strength be further enhanced.
Ulf thought that the days would continue like this until he gathered enough strength to go back and defeat the Bonebreaker and that damn bad shrimp, and then join hands with the big human to start a WAAAAGH expedition to the heavens.
The waves in the subspace have quietly begun to stir.
A magnificent fleet suddenly appeared next to the galaxy.
The leading celestial-class battleship, the huge double-headed eagle, can be seen clearly even at the other end of the galaxy.
The sudden arrival of these ships frightened the young mechanic in charge of observation so much that his color almost turned from green to white.
The size of that fleet is terrifying.
There were so many huge ships that you could see nothing but tiny ones. Some of them were even bigger than planets, and there was no end in sight.
... ... ... ... ... .
The orcs' ships are always so bloated and unbearable.
They like to destroy things built by humans and then rebuild them using their own aesthetics.
They will do that no matter what the Empire gives them.
Ufo was on the largest of the warships.
His orc boy grew rapidly again.
The entire planet is full of his orc boys.
He felt that his arms had grown a little bigger and that there was a little more Oak wisdom in his head.
Can easily crush those bad guys.
He is now considering whether to negotiate the price with Hao Xiami again.
The price was the same before, but now that I have become a bigger and more powerful guy, I should use a new price.
He wants more WAAAAGH armor and bigger guns.
He also needed a battleship larger than a planet to house his throne.
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"Boss."
The fart spirit who served him ran in from the corridor.
The way those short legs ran was like they were made by the tech gurus, and they ran as fast as a small cyclone electric fan with rocket force thrusters.
It yelled in a crying voice.
"Here come the shrimps again. There are so many boats, Boss."
"You've come just in time." Wu Fu stood up suddenly, raised his shiny spear, and threw away several orc boys who were lying on the spear with a nymphomaniac look on their faces.
"I have to negotiate the price with them. Uncle Uffer wants to raise the price."
“Yes, the price has increased.”
"Boss, ask Shrimp for more big guns and scrap."
"Boss is wise."
All the orc boys cheered.
Encourage the boss to ask humans for scraps, big guns and armor.
If you don’t give it to me, let those good shrimps know what power is.
Suddenly, the patched console in front of him flashed a few times.
Wu Fu's most admired subordinate. Da Ji Ba appeared in the holographic projection.
"Boss, something is wrong. Those big guys, their emperor, are here." said the big boss.
"You came just in time. I'm here to discuss the new price. Tell that big guy to put a seat for me next to his throne. I want to discuss cooperation with him." Wu Fu said domineeringly, "Otherwise, I will let that big guy know what the anger of the second god is."
"This may not be possible, Boss, take a look at this first."
Da Jiba passed the captured image to Wu Fu.
The smile on Wu Fu's face froze little by little.
There are shrimp spaceships everywhere.
Some are larger than planets.
Any one of them could easily crush the fleet in his hands.
It is a thousand times more terrifying than the fleet of bad guys we saw before.
"Oh my goodness." Wu Fu was stunned for a moment and said, "I will always be loyal to the emperor."
He kicked away an orc boy who was encouraging him to negotiate the price.
"I will beat anyone who dares to say something disrespectful to the emperor. Remember, we are all loyal to the emperor."
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The supreme title of the emperor.
Countless magnificent imperial ships hovered around, guarding their monarch.
There is absolutely no force that can break this terrible defense and harm the Lord of Humanity.
Even the gods would be defeated by this magnificent army.
Hundreds of war horns were blown at the same time, making a sharp and hoarse roar.
The deafening roar echoed on the Emperor Supreme.
These horns are made from the hollowed-out tusks of some cosmic beast.
Each behemoth has a body comparable to that of an imperial battleship and is extremely huge.
Wandering in the void, with thick skin and flesh, able to survive in the cold void.
It can also destroy the ships of Rogue Traders and the warships of the Imperial Navy with its own power.
The beasts were slain by Guilliman's armies and fashioned into horns by skilled craftsmen, which were placed atop the towers of the Emperor.
The flags of each company were hung on tall buildings and machinery.
Emblems, flags, soldiers, Titans, knights, soldiers and vehicles of numerous imperial legions were arranged in the huge square in front of the throne, demonstrating the terrifying military power of the empire.
The soldiers stood there with their chests puffed out, with their pride and sincerity.
Groups of war machines stood in the square, their engines playing rhythmically, like terrible thunders.
These terrifying armies are enough to easily destroy a world.
But now they all surrendered to Guilliman, willing to be his sword, his shield, to sacrifice their lives, their loyalty, and everything they could for him.
The purpose of assembling these troops is not that war is about to begin.
It was just a gathering to show off military strength.
The object of showing off is not the enemy, but the orcs.
Accompanied by several strong rays of light lighting up in front of the throne platform.
After the light disappeared, the huge Ufo appeared on the platform with the orc boys.
They were transported to the base of Guilliman's throne.
When Ufo and others came out, a deafening sound came from the army.
"The glory of the empire will last forever, and the glory of the Holy Emperor will last forever."
The strongest sword of the Empire, the Astartes who had completed the Primaris upgrade roared.
The sound was like rolling thunder.
"The glory of the empire will last forever, and the glory of the Holy Emperor will last forever."
"The glory of the empire will last forever, and the glory of the Holy Emperor will last forever."
"The glory of the empire will last forever, and the glory of the Holy Emperor will last forever."
The knights piloted their mechas and raised their power spears; their voices came out through the speakers.
The Astra Militarum, Titan crews, Sisters, Omnic Corps, and others all started to cheer together.
The sound was overwhelming and deafening.
Wu Fu and the orc boys encountered this situation as soon as they were teleported.
I was almost scared and turned around and ran away.
They looked at all this in amazement, their eyes widened when they saw the countless flags and the endless shrimp army.
If all these shrimps were used to attack me, I would definitely not be able to escape.
Wu Fu thought to himself.
This big old guy is so awesome.
There are so many little shrimps.
"There are so many, boss." The orc kid next to him whispered, "Oh my goodness, they are all shrimps."
"Boss, should we take action
”
"Action? Have you been gnawed by farts? Don't you see those big guys? One of them can crush a hundred of you. And those big metal guys can crush you in a second."
The orc boys were also trembling with fear.
I don't have enough confidence to speak.
If the boss hadn't been here, they would have definitely turned around and ran away.
Wu Fu ignored the words of the orc boys. He looked up at the magnificent throne that was several kilometers high.
A giant radiating golden and blue light sat there.
Like a god king walking out of mythology, he sits on the throne and overlooks all living beings.
He could feel the other person's eyes on him.
Those eyes contained infinite power, even if the second god Gao Mao appeared at this moment.
He also remained skeptical about whether the two gods could defeat each other.
Just the man wearing a clown mask standing next to the other person and the silver-white dragon on his shoulder exuded a terrifying aura that was enough to make creatures in the mortal realm despair.
Oh my god, this big guy is too strong!
"The glory of the empire will last forever, and the glory of the Holy Emperor will last forever."
"The glory of the empire will last forever, and the glory of the Holy Emperor will last forever."
"The glory of the empire will last forever, and the glory of the Holy Emperor will last forever."
The army's shouts continued, over and over.
Such voices caused some psychological pressure on Uffer.
After hesitating for a moment, he knelt on one knee and shouted: "We are loyal to the emperor."
This posture represents his submission to the other party.
The sound was like the roar of thunder, deafening.
When the other orc boys saw that their boss had knelt down, they could only kneel down obediently.
Even if they don't like to use their own brains to think about problems, they can see the current situation clearly.
They can't beat shrimp.
Of course, bad shrimps are not included.
"We are loyal to the Emperor."
"We are loyal to the Emperor."
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Valanor stood beside Guilliman.
Wearing golden armor and holding a halberd, he took off his helmet, which was rare, revealing his resolute and perfect face.
His face was full of excitement and joy.
Guilliman had once again accomplished something unprecedented.
The orc warlord, wearing heavy armor and looking like a giant metal beast, knelt before him and swore an oath of eternal loyalty in standard human language.
Even the Emperor could not accomplish this feat, but Guilliman made it possible.
The God of Laughter standing aside seemed calm, but his heart was in turmoil.
Guilliman is too terrifying.
Even the savage orcs knelt before him and declared their submission and allegiance.
He had never dared to think about such a thing.
The Void Dragon crouched on Guilliman's shoulder.
His mood was similar to Xilego's, and it was difficult to calm down.
Even the orcs bowed down at his feet.
Is there anything in this world that he can't do
Eldrar, Yin Fulan, Qianmian and others all maintained a strange silence.
Watch as the Ork Warlord pledges his loyalty to Guilliman.
Watch as the gold and blue emblem with a hint of green appeared on the orc warlord's forehead and then disappeared.
Guilliman said nothing more.
He accepted Uffer's offer of loyalty.
And began to arrange for Wu Fu to improve his strength.
The power of WAAAAAAAAAGH has been reverse-engineered by the Empire, and the power of WAAAAAAGH can be synthesized using machinery.
Several small universes that can control the flow of time have also been prepared.
As long as we start, we can cultivate enough green-skinned orcs for Uffer in the shortest time possible, so that he will be qualified to compete with Bonebreaker for the position of Orc Emperor.
As the Ork warlord fell to his knees, terrible storms arose in the Warp.
The vast ocean of ether continued to surge and roar, violent and chaotic.
The terrible storm tore apart the old and broken veil of fate and lies, peeling off the veil of reality.
The shadowy and hateful gods roared with impotent rage.
Curse in the most vicious language.
The eons of war that began with the Great Crusade are coming to an end.
The arrogance and pride of the gods were shattered into pieces before Guilliman.
Many surviving Chaos warbands were trapped in the Eye of Terror.
The Necrons are using a new device to repair the great rift that runs across the galaxy at the will of Guilliman.
The Omniscient and Omnipotent One was also forced to cooperate with the local Chaos natives, just to regain his pitiful dignity.
However, any action was useless in front of Guilliman.
With his overwhelming will, he crushed all enemies who opposed him.
Now, even the orcs, who are the most troublesome race in the galaxy, have knelt before Guilliman.
In this case, what force can stop him
Nothing will ever stop him from unifying the galaxy and seizing control of the entire universe.
But the wrath of the gods was of no avail.
Their power cannot cross the barriers of reality and interfere with reality. Only in that illusory kingdom can they stir up terrible storms.
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Ufo was taken to the WAAAAGH force field pool that was emitting green light.
A WAAAAGH of this scale is comparable to the Orc Empire during the Great Crusade.
As time goes by, the energy here will become more intense.
With the help of the giant machine, the huge Ufo took off its armor, revealing its strong and terrifying body.
The tangled muscles crawled on Ufo's body like a snake or python.
With such a body, he can easily blow up a heavy tank even with bare hands.
Unfortunately, there was also nothing between the two legs that dived into the machine.
There was no sight of the terrifying Roc.
Orcs are asexual creatures.
There's nothing abnormal about being bald.
Under the guidance, Ufo, with his terrifying naked body, walked into the rich WAAAAGH energy pool, and the orc boys followed him in.
Soak in the WAAAAAGH energy pool.
The WAAAAGH energy will stimulate their cells to develop and evolve again, strengthening them further.
An Orc warlord needs to have enough supporters before he can challenge the Orc Emperor.
These orc boys also need some strengthening.
The WAAAAGH energy pool not only fills up the power of WAAAAGH, but also releases a batch of proton-level mechanical creations to guide and modify the genetic sequences of these orcs.
Making them stronger and more terrifying than normal orcs.
By studying the knowledge left by the ancient saints and the previous multiple dissections and reconstructions of the genetic sequences of the orc boys, the Empire has accumulated a wealth of experience.
Moreover, the vitality of the orc warlords is extremely terrifying, and they will not die even if something goes wrong.
Under the dual influence of the WAAAAGH force field and the Empire, the body of the orc warlord began to be reshaped from the microscopic level.
The creations of the Old Ones would reach their zenith in Guilliman's hands.
Become the most perfect war machine.
The Cadia battlefield will be the orc's first battle.
This orc's future goal is the universe and the endless universe.
These orcs will use brute force to crush any enemy that tries to stand in the Empire's way.
Guilliman gazed at the Ork Warlord immersed in a pool of WAAAAAGH energy and smiled.
When this orc warlord completes his evolution, it will be time for the Empire to start the war of unification.
The tentacles of the gods reaching into the real universe will be completely cut off.
This will be true not only in this universe and this galaxy, but also in every place where the influence of the human empire radiates.
The age of the gods is over.
The era of mankind is about to begin.