Abaddon's dark magicians tried every possible means.
However, all their attempts failed.
Even if one wanted to start with the people around Guilliman, such an approach would bring disastrous consequences.
Whether it is directed directly at Guilliman or indirectly at Guilliman, the result will not change at all.
All threads of fate pointing to Guilliman were completely burned.
The path and will of the Cursed Child cannot be guessed.
The Oracles could not bear to see Guilliman.
Just one look at it and those guys were set ablaze.
Burning like a torch, its light caused the shadows that flowed through the chamber to flee screaming.
That kind of flame has extraordinary power and cannot be extinguished by physical means.
A black magician tried to put out a fire using witchcraft, but ended up burning himself and turned into charcoal while screaming.
The black magicians no longer dared to put out the fire. They waited until the strange flames burned the oracle to charcoal before re-entering the secret room.
Tried again and again, failed again and again.
Looking at the Oracle who was once again burned to charcoal while wailing, Abaddon angrily punched the flesh-covered bulkhead.
The rage of the great predator caused the shadows in the darkness to scream in fear.
Those twisted, horrible lost things huddled in the corner.
The whispers in the air were filled with their uneasiness about the Child of the Curse.
"Failed." A dark magician said fearfully, "It is impossible for us to observe Guilliman's existence."
"Waste." Abaddon roared, and he grabbed the speaking dark magician.
The wizard screamed as his shoulder was crushed.
The claws of Horus pierced the wizard's body effortlessly.
"Trash is worthless," Abaddon growled.
With a flick of his hand, the unfortunate guy was thrown against the wall.
The loud crash echoed in the dark cabin.
The other mages were stunned, standing there shaking, looking terrified.
After killing the mage, Abaddon's rage was somewhat relieved.
"Forget it." Abaddon said, "Let's leave it at that. The Empire's victory is certain. We just need to keep an eye on the Cancer Legion."
Abaddon gave up observing Guilliman any further.
That would be meaningless.
It will only cause heavy casualties among his subordinates.
Guilliman is very powerful, which is of great benefit to him at the moment.
After all, Yog-Sothoth is an omniscient and omnipotent being comparable to the gods.
Creatures of that level are unimaginable.
The black magicians also breathed a sigh of relief.
If Abaddon insisted, they had no choice but to obey.
The great predators care not for the wailing of the dead.
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The Emperor's Majesty is more like a moving throne world than a ship.
In addition to the huge array of weapons that look like metal mountains winding across the surface of the ship.
The complex and complete industrial system within it is also one of its major features.
The inside of the Emperor Supreme is hollow. A large number of factories and residential areas are maintained by gravity devices pointing in different directions to maintain balance inside the Emperor Supreme.
The huge divine brain database is stored deep inside the Emperor Supreme.
The will of the God-Brain is controlled by Guilliman's most loyal servants.
The population of the Emperor's Supreme has reached hundreds of billions.
In addition to the large-scale combat troops, there are also a large number of bureaucrats and clerks to maintain the operation of the empire.
Even with a divine brain, a huge empire still needs tens of billions of people to maintain its normal operation.
Some of these people stayed on Terra, and some stayed on the Emperor Supreme.
In addition, there are pilgrims from all over the world.
An expedition is a long journey.
Many people may live their entire lives in the mobile throne world of the Emperor Supreme.
To devote his short life to Guilliman's cause.
For this purpose, this mobile throne world has many entertainment venues, and a large number of parks and amusement parks have been built for people to relax.
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Constantine has an ability, which is that he can always find wine.
Relying on his talent, he found a bar near his residence within two days of arriving on the Emperor Supreme.
The bar was located in a large residential area, not far from his residence, only about ten minutes away.
Men and women who have completed their job cycle will relax here.
The dim bar illuminated by neon lights gives people a sense of decadent satisfaction.
This scene made Constantine feel very familiar.
There are a lot of people in the bar, people coming from all directions.
They were drunk, exhausted, and excitedly expressing their emotions.
Constantine followed the advice of the pretty bartender and chose a glass of green wine.
When you drink it, it's very smooth and sweet at first, but becomes hot and spicy when it reaches your throat.
My whole stomach feels like it's burning with fire.
As the throne world, the Emperor Supreme has a variety of fine wines from different worlds.
Merchants from all over the world sent their precious wines here in the hope of making more lucrative profits than elsewhere.
Some people may be confused. Wouldn’t the moving Emperor Supreme increase the cost of the merchant’s voyage
This will not happen.
There is a webway entrance on the Majestic.
No matter how it moves, the entrance to the webway is fixed on the Emperor Supreme.
Those merchants only need to use the webway to reach the Emperor Supreme, and the voyage does not increase.
This is also the wonderful use of the Internet.
Once the webway is built.
It will be fixedly connected to that world.
No matter how that world moves or changes, that webway connects that world.
This is the case with the Eldar's Craftworlds.
Their craft worlds are also mobile, and different craft worlds are connected by webways.
This is why the webway cannot be observed with a three-dimensional perspective.
The webpath seen in three-dimensional vision is always changing, with no regularity at all.
In fact, the webway corresponds to the changes in the real universe.
The planets, galaxies, and stars in the real universe are moving every moment.
Space-time coordinates are not fixed.
The webways connecting to the planets will naturally change as well.
The webway connects to the Majestic, allowing merchants to provide this massive starship with a variety of daily necessities and beverages at a stable cost.
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Guilliman and many other high-ranking officials of the Empire did not object to the existence of bars and various entertainment venues.
We just ask them not to cross the bottom line.
It is prohibited to provide a venue for cultists and illegal and criminal degenerate activities.
Once such illegal activities are discovered.
It is often not the violent local law enforcement agencies that come to your door, but the wrath of the court.
The bar is decorated in a primitive style.
The owner behind it may be a businessman from a primitive planet.
Under the premise of complying with the requirements of the Imperial Code, each planet is allowed to retain certain customs and its own culture in order to enhance the sense of belonging among different worlds.
In a mixture of the empire's technology and its own customs, some worlds specialize in providing soldiers for the empire. During the day, men and women go hunting wild beasts with bows and spears, and enjoy modern life when they return.
There are many worlds where modern technology and primitive living habits coexist with a strong sense of disconnection.
Conscription worlds often do not have much economic demand or industrial system.
All they offer to the Empire are their children.
Those children will learn from a young age how to fight and how to survive in desperate environments.
They often possess a strong soul and extraordinary courage that children in the industrial world do not have.
When they enter the army, they will quickly become the elite troops of the empire.
Especially today when the cross-universe war has begun, those soldiers who have been trained using various primitive means have become special teams and are sent to the cross-universe battlefield to fight and train.
Constantine and Zatanna found a place to sit down.
As they touched, the desktop lit up and projection interfaces appeared.
The same was true for the other tables.
The interface displays their information, the drinks in the bar, and how much imperial currency they both have.
When they ordered drinks, their imperial currency was automatically deducted.
Even if you are a traveler from another universe who has come from afar, you still have to pay for drinking.
Constantine and Zatanna were both given some Imperial currency as a reward for being the pioneers of two cosmic exchanges.
Constantine looked at the transparent table curiously.
As a magician, he really couldn't understand how such a table displayed such information.
Where do they store their calculations
Does each table store a vast amount of information about the citizens of the Empire
In fact, where they are is just a terminal.
All data will be stored in the God Brain Matrix, and interconnected through the subspace human spiritual network to form a complex superluminal information exchange network.
"It's really convenient." Constantine, who was confused, gave up helplessly. He touched the smooth table and said, "When I go back, I'll ask Lucifer to get a set from him. Haha, he's a well-known figure in hell after all, so he can't be too shabby."
"A bankrupt big shot." Zatanna laughed, "It would cost a lot to get such a set of equipment. Lucifer may not be able to afford it."
"How sad! The former Lord of Hell doesn't even have money to upgrade the bar now." Constantine said mockingly, leaning back comfortably in his chair.
"Times have changed. Those powerful gods are no longer sought after or loved by people."
Zatanna said as she looked around at the people in the bar.
Constantine found a location where he could comfortably watch the city outside and the people in the bar.
Zatanna carefully assesses the situation of the Empire in this way.
Everyone had a smile on their face, and they were excited about being able to devote themselves to a great cause.
From time to time, people would start to talk in the bar, like, "Let's have a drink for the holy emperor."
Occasionally there would be some love exchanges between men and women and some miscellaneous conversations.
"The Empire produces more and more technicians every year. A new round of reforms will most likely be implemented within fifty years."
"The day before yesterday, when the battleship was maneuvering, the gravity device in the right city area failed, and the lake in the park overflowed. It's really infuriating, those careless guys. If it was during the war, how many casualties would it cause."
"That idiot went after that woman from the administration department, doesn't he know his own worth
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“Have you heard
There was a wronged person who was rejected in public and cried like a three-year-old child. "
"Do you know about the Battle of Armageddon? I threw a grenade and killed six orcs, and then it exploded and killed another six. The Blood Angels were stunned."
"You are bragging!
How is such a thing possible!
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"Ah, you are not being polite. How can you say that what happened at the table is just bragging
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People had excited smiles on their faces.
Zatanna and Constantine soon became part of the boasting group under the influence of alcohol.
Especially the fact that they came from a different universe made them quickly become the protagonists.
"I was there when Titus killed the god, and I saw it with my own eyes."
Constantine knew how to capture people's hearts.
He used an explosive introduction to make everyone listen attentively to what he would say next.
War reports from other universes are no longer a secret in the empire.
People need to know where their work is being used and what has been achieved.
As the pioneer of World 02 and the current second-in-command, Titus' name has naturally become famous.
"He rushed to the temple, holding a battle axe and the double-headed eagle flag of the empire. The God King of Olympus was sitting in the temple, watching him coming and roaring with great anger. Countless thunders suddenly erupted in the sky, illuminating the entire scarlet battlefield. On the battlefield, the corpses of gods lay on the ground, and the blood of gods flowed as if it was free. If a wizard saw it, he would probably beat his chest and stamp his feet, wailing that it was a waste of natural gifts. The heads of those beautiful gods and goddesses were chopped off and hung on the double-headed eagle flag of the empire."
"That scene made the God King Zeus furious, and he let out a deafening roar. Legend has it that many of those gods were his sons, daughters, and brothers, but they all died at the hands of the empire. Zeus shouted angrily, "I will make you pay the price. I will chop off your head and then go find the emperor you served."
"You have angered the gods, and the end of mankind has been determined." Zeus roared: "I swear, you will pay the price."
At this point, Constantine, who was dizzy from drinking, felt thirsty and fumbled around for his water cup.
Someone hurriedly brought him a glass of water.
Many listeners felt itchy after hearing this. How could an evil god from another universe dare to be so arrogant!
After seeing Constantine drink the water, he hurriedly urged him to continue
"Titus also roared, saying, "False God, today is the day you will be executed. After that, he rushed forward with an axe in hand. The God King gathered lightning into a spear, his eyes were shining brightly, and his body in armor became incomparably tall, like an ancient giant. Every move he made shocked the world, the sun and the moon lost their light, and the strong wind wrapped the yellow sand and danced. The anger of the God was like the end of the world. "
"While attacking, he shouted, "I am God, and you humans are just lowly ants."