Standing next to the three Primarchs, Valanor was wearing golden armor and holding a halberd, faithfully performing his duties as the Marshal of the Imperial Guards.
Hear the conversation between the three Primarchs.
Endless emotion also arises in my heart.
Unprecedented grandeur of armies and engines of war are ready to go.
Powerful weapons capable of annihilating the galaxy are also gathering here.
Victory is within the grasp of the human empire.
Even the favorites of the Chaos Gods cannot resist the wrath of the Empire and will inevitably face defeat under the attack of humans.
The emperor's dream is just around the corner.
The long dark night will come to an end after this battle, and dawn will come.
The future of mankind is infinitely bright.
Sicarius and other soldiers on guard duty also suppressed their excitement.
He stared at the location of the three primarchs.
The three Primarchs will fight side by side.
What force in this galaxy can stop them
Victory belongs to them.
There is no doubt about this.
The group of Eldar prophets led by Xilego maintained a strange silence.
He looked at the location of the three primarchs with complicated eyes.
Apart from the ancient saints who have been lost in the long river of history, few forces can defeat Chaos head-on, and even the forces that dare to confront Chaos head-on are pitifully few.
The Emperor once launched a powerful attack, launched the Great Crusade, declared war on the Gods, and tried to completely end their era.
However, the man failed when he was just one step away from his ultimate goal.
The final outcome was tragic.
In order to prevent the God-Emperor from appearing in the world, he chose to cut off his own path.
The road to fighting the gods is long and difficult, and is by no means an easy task.
It is extremely difficult to achieve the final victory. If you are not careful, you will fall into the abyss with no possibility of redemption.
Now, Guilliman has also reached that crucial step.
As long as humans win the battle against Yog-Sothoth, they will have the real qualifications to move towards the unimaginable heavens.
He also had the confidence to truly fight against the gods.
Unimaginable achievements will be created in his hands.
The dawn of mankind will be opened by him personally.
"Let those gods cry and fear." Lai En said in a deep voice: "Ruling the diversity of the heavens is the unstoppable destiny of our race. One day, those so-called gods will fall under our swords."
"Those hypocrites only dare to hide in the shadows and scream. When we are strong enough, they will naturally not be a threat." Guilliman said to the two Primarch brothers: "When this battle is over, you will also be thrown into a more magnificent battlefield."
"One day, every universe discovered by the human empire will have a magnificent creation designed by me." Dorn said, "Your Majesty, I believe you will not fail to fulfill my wish!
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"Haha, I'm just afraid that you will get tired of all that work." Guilliman put his hand on Dorn's shoulder and said with a smile.
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The assembly and mobilization of the general offensive corps took a lot of time.
The establishment of the lighthouse system and the repair of the network made the navigation of imperial ships safer.
But the legions required to launch a full-scale assault on Cadia, or even the Eye of Terror, are extremely terrifying and unprecedented.
Coordinating such an astonishing size of the army was an unprecedented challenge for the numerous bureaucrats in the Ministry of War.
Many workers have to use stimulants to increase their work efficiency and working hours.
Many people even collapsed from exhaustion and were sent to the hospital for recuperation.
But their efforts also made it possible to assemble a force of unprecedented size and establish an orderly command system.
The Primal Regiments arrived one after another with their Celestial-class battleships.
They will fulfill the mission that the Chapter failed to complete ten thousand years ago.
That is to follow the will of the Emperor and bring the entire galaxy under the control of mankind.
This time, they vowed not to let this great mission be delayed.
The Galaxy must belong completely to humanity.
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Dante arrives with the Blood Angels.
The moment the Holy Blood jumped out of the warp.
The cry of fighting for the Holy Emperor and the blood of Sanguinius echoed throughout every ship's communications.
Their battle cries are thrilling and exciting.
The Sons of Holy Blood are the noble offspring of angels.
He is an immortal hero who fights tirelessly through the eternal night.
Mephiston, Astorius, Odamiel and other sons of the Holy Blood stood proudly on both sides of Dante.
They were ready to die for the Holy Emperor.
No matter who the enemy is, they will rush forward without hesitation and kill the enemy with the weapons in their hands.
They will never let down the holy blood in their bodies, nor will they let down the trust of the people of the empire, nor will they let down the Holy Emperor.
The Space Wolves Chapter is here too.
They are led by Logan, the Great Wolf of Fenris, a legendary hero of the Empire.
The wolves came across the galaxy with anger that had been suppressed for ten thousand years, just to wash away the shame of the past in the battle to retake Cadia.
They once held Cadia, but were eventually forced to withdraw, allowing Abaddon to win the battle.
Wolves never admit defeat.
They will lick their wounds in the darkness and gather their strength until they can once again bare their fangs at their enemies.
Commander of the Dark Company, the youngest Wolf Lord: Ragnar.
Chief Priest, also known as the Slayer: Ulric.
The two heroes stood on either side of Logan, gazing through the portholes at the magnificent army of the Empire.
Behind them were the Sons of Fenris who were ready.
They were filled with anger and longed for the honor of being the vanguard bestowed by the Holy Emperor.
Nothing can stop the wrath of the Wolf of Destruction.
They are symbols of Ragnarok.
When the wild wolf roared and regarded the sun and the moon as prey and chased them, it marked the beginning of the death of the gods.
Jace, a priest, stood behind three legendary heroes of the Empire.
His eyes were filled with the same rage and desire for revenge.
On Vigilance, he faced off against Abaddon, but was knocked out and humiliated by him.
If there is a chance, he hopes to return the past shame to the enemy on the battlefield of Cadia.
The wolf pack never forgets hatred and shame.
The current Chapter Master of the Salamanders, Tushan, also responded to the call of the Holy Emperor and led his chapter to the Cadia battlefield, where he participated in many fierce battles.
Now, they have also arrived at the gathering place.
The Fire Dragon Sons of Nocturne will never let down their lord, nor will they let down the people who long for their protection.
Lava and fire forged these strong warriors.
Even when facing an unimaginably powerful enemy, never imagine that they will surrender.
The father of casting - Hestan.
Chief Pharmacist: Heras.
Guardians of Nocturne: Perlas and others stand behind Tushan.
There was an unprecedented determination in his eyes.
They have arrived, bringing with them the raging rage of the Sons of the Fire Dragon that wants to devour all enemies.
In the name of the Holy Emperor, in the name of Vulkan, they will clear all obstacles for humanity.
The first ray of light in the dawning age will surely come from the flames burning in the noble souls of the sons of the fire dragon.
The falcons of Chogoris also came in response to the command of the Lord of Mankind.
They are eagles soaring over the grassland.
They are the sharp knife that strikes the enemy's throat.
The White Scars are led by the Imperial hero, Khan Korsaro.
On his shoulder stood a golden butler.
It was given to him by the previous Chapter Master and was called Anzuchi.
Dream Hunter : Jhodha Khan.
Storm Prophet : Paladin and other heroes also arrive with Corsaro.
Their eyes are sharp, like an eagle ready to hunt, and no enemy can escape their punishment.
The White Scars are masters of the lightning offensive.
They pursue the fastest speed.
The enemy is often cut into pieces before they can even react.
The hunters come with pride and loyalty.
The sword is sharpened, the bow is strung, ready for the hunt.
The warriors of the Iron Hands also arrived in their own Celestial-class battleships.
Ferrus' return ended the struggle between the various forces on Medusa.
After gaining the allegiance of the Void Dragon, Guilliman completely replaced the Emperor's former position and became the new Omnissiah, ending Medusa's years of faith struggle.
The Father of Steel - Cardan Sturnus served as the war leader.
This guy is a pure believer in firepower.
He has been working to complete new upgrades for the Iron Hands Chapter to become a mobile firepower turret.
I hope that all the brothers in the entire regiment can be equipped with hundreds of powerful firepower intelligent machines and intelligent floating force airships.
Ferros, the Father of Forging from the Lakuan clan.
Yitun, who was born into the Gesaka clan.
Kanok was from the Averni clan.
Roman is from the Karagu clan.
The four legendary heroes of the empire stood beside Cardan Stunus, silent, like a cold, logical machine.
They carry all sorts of terrible weapons, ready to unleash them upon the enemy.
The main force of the Imperial Fists that has not arrived is still carrying out construction projects in the Webway, building various magnificent fortress cities in important locations throughout the galaxy to ensure the Empire's further control over the Webway and the galaxy.
The Raven Guard and the Ultramarines, led by Calgar, are cutting off each other's logistics.
Do not participate in the offensive on the front battlefield.
The Dark Angels led by Azrael have their own secret mission.
After absolutely destroying Commorros, the Dark Watchers asked them to deal with some problems left over from ancient times and to prepare for humanity's complete takeover of the galaxy and even the entire universe.
The arrival of many founding regiments added more brilliance and glory to this war and had special symbolic significance.
In addition, many sub-groups also arrived shortly afterwards, further expanding the scale of the assembly.
The Absolver Chapter, the Skeleton Eagle Chapter, the Crusader Chapter and others have all sent their main forces or important figures to gather.
The scattered Cadian troops will also participate in this battle to retake their homeland.
Every Khadian was filled with unprecedented excitement and enthusiasm.
They are going home.
Minka, who has been promoted to general and has a large number of mechanical prosthetic limbs installed, stands on the battleship Glory of Cardia.
When she was still a young girl, she had experienced countless battles and grew from a small soldier to an imperial general with countless merits.
She brought the scattered Sons of Cadia to gather them together.
Every wandering son of Cadia is guided in his dreams.
The mother of a homeland ravaged by demons awaits the rescue of her children.
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Before going to war.
A grand swearing-in ceremony is essential.
Guilliman signed the order himself.
Let many officials be responsible for this matter and make sure it is done to perfection.
He wanted to hold a swearing-in ceremony grand enough to boost morale among this magnificent army.
Many people who claim to be rational think that such rituals are a waste of time and money.
Guilliman never thought so.
Such a grand ceremony can bring psychological satisfaction to the participants.
Many soldiers cannot undergo life-extending surgery.
You may only participate in such a grand ceremony once in your life.
This is invaluable to them.
It is the best reward for their bloody battle.
The Mechanicus' sages spent a lot of time to align the timing of all the warships.
The curvature of spacetime causes a slight distortion of time and space.
It is difficult to feel this with human senses.
Such distortion will have a greater impact on the communication quality, causing picture distortion and sound loss.
In addition to adjusting the time, the sages also checked the ship's communication equipment to ensure that the machine spirit would not go on strike during the upcoming grand ceremony.
With the concerted efforts of several departments of the empire, the oath-taking ceremony went very smoothly.
The flags of every participating unit were flying in the huge and wide square of the Emperor Supreme.
There were huge bells and trumpets.
Many Imperial soldiers and Primaris warriors stood proudly under the fluttering war flags.
They gazed at the magnificent throne, expecting their lord to appear and bless them for their journey.
Ryan and Dorn were the first to appear.
The soldiers cheered loudly, praising their strength and achievements.
The deafening sound echoed in every warship.
Everyone's face was flushed, and they were extremely excited for having the honor of participating in such a grand ceremony.
"How much like Ullanor of old." Dorn waved his hand to the cheering people.
Ryan shook his head. "No, Ullanor was much smaller back then, and we were much dumber than we are now."
Dawn smiled.
Today's lions are really very different from before.
After experiencing the disaster ten thousand years ago, he no longer cared much about honor.
Ten thousand years ago, making him admit that he was stupid would have been a thousand times more difficult than killing him.
When the sound of horns and bells reached its climax, the much-anticipated new Lord of Mankind walked between the two Primarch brothers, facing the many Imperial soldiers.
He was already wearing the sacred armor and holding the Emperor's sword.
The crown of kings made for him by Vulkan was worn on his head.
All of a sudden, everything became quiet.
Even the machine souls inside those roaring machines quieted down, controlling the machines to move more gently.
That majestic figure absorbed all the attention of the people.
Out of sight of the naked eye, people stare at the display screen connected to the servo skull.
Whether they were soldiers serving or workers working, they all looked at their lord, their protector and guide.
The Emperor stood beside the two Primarch brothers, and before he could say a word, countless people were already in tears.
No one can express the inner feelings clearly.
But if the other party ordered them to die, they would definitely carry out the order without hesitation.
Guilliman spoke up.
His voice was like the roar of a huge cannon, sweeping across the Emperor Supreme and the numerous warships suspended in the void.
Others were surprised to find that even in places where the communications equipment was broken, they could still hear Guilliman's words.
The voice was transmitted through the soul to the ears of everyone who participated in the Battle of Cadia.
"Ever since my brothers betrayed my father ten thousand years ago and started the Horus Heresy, which led to him sitting on the Golden Throne, humans have become playthings of the so-called gods. They play with and plunder everything wantonly. They look down on us with contempt, like playthings in their hands."
"Every moment the gears of human empire history turn is lubricated by the blood and tears of countless heroes of the empire. Survival has become our greatest suffering. Every moment, countless soldiers die to protect this empire."
"Our compatriots must work until they die in order to obtain enough supplies to support the war and give their race a chance to survive."
"Those traitors and gods always thought they could hide in the warp and commit all kinds of crimes without bearing any consequences. However, starting today, we will tell them that humanity has had enough of this humiliation. We will return the destruction and despair they have brought us a hundredfold and a thousandfold. We will tear the throats of those demons, seize the foundation of their survival, sow the seeds of destruction in their disgusting and twisted bodies, and stand at the place where they were born to announce their end."
"The Indomitable Crusade has been going on for centuries, and we have achieved unprecedented results, but this is far from enough, because those hateful enemies have not paid the price they deserve."
Guilliman's words echoed not only on the Emperor Sovereign, but also throughout the entire fleet.
Countless soldiers were watching, holding their weapons tightly, looking at their monarch with tears in their eyes.
Humanity has suffered for too long and has paid too much.
Those soldiers who went to war never returned to their hometowns.
Those loyal warriors shed their last drop of blood to protect their people.
The flames of revenge burned in their chests.
Everything will be cleared up.
Guilliman raised his sword.
The Imperial Fire burned.
His body also emitted light.
That is the power of domination, that is the power of faith, that is the power of countless human beliefs combined together.
"We will take revenge, my people, my people. Only when the last so-called god falls under our feet can we gain true freedom. Only when the last demon falls under our feet can we gain a true future."
Guilliman began to roar, his voice echoing across the plaza.
Thousands of soldiers, Primaris warriors, nuns, knights, and mechanical believers were driven mad by his words.
Humans are sometimes timid, cowardly, afraid of death, and even willing to bow down and wail for mercy.
The gods despised this race, mocking and mocking the incompetence of this short-lived human race.
However, if countless tiny human beings had a leader who was crazy enough, everything would become completely different.
This incompetent race mocked by the gods will unite together, become crazy, and fearless of death.
When their leader challenges the so-called gods, they will follow closely and will not be afraid just because the enemy is a god.
Under Guilliman's leadership, humanity began to show its cruel and terrible side.
"Kill the false gods and burn the demons."
Guilliman waved his arm.
Countless soldiers and warriors followed his lead and shouted with their blood boiling.
"Kill the false gods and burn the demons."
"Kill the false gods and burn the demons."
"Kill the false gods and burn the demons."
"Kill the false gods and burn the demons."
Ryan and Dorn also cheered.
The Destroyer Wolves of Fenris.
Chogoris's falcon.
The Fire Dragon Son of Nocturne.
The Father of Steel born from Medusa.
The Blood Angels walked out of Baal.
They were all cheering too.
Even years of training could not stop the passion and sense of mission in their hearts, making them unable to help but cheer along with the crowd.
Everyone in every war vehicle, every factory worker, every soldier, every old person, every child, every man and every woman was shouting.
Humanity has been united.
Standing on a high platform, the Void Dragon and Xilego stood side by side.
The former enemies now stood together, expressing the same shock and uneasiness.
What humans are about to do is so crazy that it makes countless creatures tremble.
For countless years, no race has dared to do such a thing.
Their enemy is the God of Chaos, who represents the original power from which the world was born.
Those guys are immortal.
Over an unimaginably long period of time, the Chaos God was strengthened by the emotions released by the killing and desire of countless races, countless civilizations, and countless creatures.
Their power has already reached an unimaginable level.
There are no words that can express how powerful those Chaos Gods are.
The universe that gave birth to all things is nothing more than a building block to be played with at will in the eyes of those creatures.
Humanity dares to declare war on these Chaos Gods.
"It's getting crazier and crazier." The Void Dragon said in a deep voice.
When Guilliman broke into the cave that sealed him.
His impression of him was that he was just an arrogant fool who, like the Emperor, was seeking his own death.
But later, the other party's development was beyond his imagination.
This madman accomplished in just a few hundred years what other civilizations could not do in tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of years.
Now, he is also trying to declare war on the Chaos Gods and seize their power.
Is there anyone in this world crazier than this madman!
I have lived for so long, but I have never seen such a Void Dragon.
Compared with the Emperor's madness, it is like a small wizard seeing a great wizard.
"A tiny galaxy is doomed to be unable to satisfy him. A war is about to come in which even gods are destined to be insignificant. He will not admit defeat, and neither will his enemies." Xilego sighed sadly: "Across the multiverse, across the heavens, even gods will die without dignity."
“Countless universes will tremble and fear under his feet.” The Void Dragon whispered.
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When the oath-taking ceremony was over.
Flashes of teleportation transported the representatives back to the ships to which their respective forces belonged.
The celestial-class battleships suspended in the void lit up their engines one after another.
It's all coming to an end.
They will head straight to the battlefield of Cadia to put an end to the traitors and enemies from across the universe.
The next step is to recapture the Eye of Terror and completely expel the Chaos God from interfering with the galaxy.
They will use various anti-subspace devices to drive out the enemy and restore the rules of reality.
The morale of the Empire's troops is high, and they can't wait to march to Cadia and win the final victory for the Empire.
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When the first ship bearing the Imperial double-headed eagle emblem appeared on the outskirts of the Cadia system.
The whispers in the shadows were filled with fear.
The devil's cries also echoed throughout Cardia.
He is here.
a shadow creature cried.
He is here.
Countless shadow creatures cried out.
His name is a curse, and every demon who chants it will feel pain.
His presence is poisonous, and anyone who tries to peek into his shadow will meet with misfortune.
He is a blazing flame, and his coming will burn everything, leaving only ashes.
No shadow creature dared to pronounce that name.
Fear spreads in the darkness.
It has no name, but is passed on by word of mouth.
They only dare to talk about that person.
The Silent King raised the metal head from his immortal throne.
The switch to release the Nightbringer fragments is in his hand.
This king, born in ancient times, gazed at the bright sky.
There was a hint of sadness that shouldn't be there.
Is this the end of his reign
Is this the fate of the Necrontyr after struggling for so long
He did not blame King Sotai and his gang for their choice.
They long to live.
But what he insisted on was the ancient glory of the Necrontyr.
There is no right or wrong between the two choices.
"I never thought that the one who released you would be me." The Silent King whispered as he looked at the small pyramid floating in his hand.
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After the Necromancers obtained the knowledge of Yog-Sothoth, they built various megastructures based on the Cadia system and established magnificent defense lines.
The imperial ships charging in the front had already died when they entered the real universe.
The Undeads modified the spatial parameters of the area and artificially created a distortion barrier.
Time and space are no longer coherent, but become dislocated.
If a ship is caught off guard, it will be cut off by the dislocated space.
Even if the material used to build a ship is comparable to a neutron star, it is difficult to prevent the cutting caused by space dislocation.
The incision was extremely smooth, cutting directly from the subatomic level, so fast that no one could react.
A silent explosion occurred on the ship, and flames lit up in the void, illuminating the darkness.
Tens of thousands of soldiers died in battle without even having time to utter a scream.
However, the empire's rage for revenge has already been ignited. How could it be extinguished by death and blood? It will only become more intense and more terrifying until all enemies are burned to ashes.
After the vanguard fleet consisting of hundreds of ships crossed the first line of defense.
The vast void once again burst into intense flashes of light, illuminating the vast universe.
A huge gap was torn in the vacuum.
A hazy light poured out from it.
Huge celestial-class warships appeared in the void.
Those ships had already accumulated firepower.
As soon as it appeared, it released star-destroying beams of destruction.
Those destructive beams illuminated the dark void and shattered the enemy's carefully constructed defense system under the desperate gaze of the enemy.
Even with the help of Yog-Sothoth, it would be difficult for them to build a defense system capable of fighting the Empire in such a short time.
In addition, the reverse engineering led by Ryan also allowed the empire to grasp the enemy's details.
Guilliman assembled such a huge army in order to defeat Yog-Sothoth with a crushing blow and expel it from this universe.
The war between humans and those who have unified all things will last for many years, and there is no need to determine the winner in a short period of time.
The Empire bared its fangs at its enemies.
Nothing can stop humans who are filled with vengeance.
When the Undeads and many aliens were in a state of panic, the Orks attacked them decisively.
"For the sake of that super super big shrimp." Ufo, who replaced Bonecrusher as the new Orc Emperor, ordered his great master to turn his guns and attack the nearest Undead ship.
Amid the enemy's terrified calls, they fired artillery shells capable of crushing the enemy.
Looking at the various crooked and strange-shaped Imperial double-headed eagle flags hung by the orcs, they began to wreak havoc on the defense line.
The Undeads, Dark Eldar, and many alien commanders all had shocked expressions on their faces.
Who could have thought that the orcs who were always brainless and only knew how to fight and kill were actually traitors!
The collapse of the Void Defense Line was accelerated after the Orcs rebelled.
Various space stations, pyramids, and obelisks were burning in the void.
The remaining enemies of the Empire fled in panic towards the severely distorted stars.
Some ships died in the continuous attacks and turned into spacecraft.
The remaining power drove the wreckage forward until it caused more explosions.
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Under the influence of the warp, the huge star has grown fangs and horns, and even its light has been distorted, turning into colorful black.
Strange shadows flowed in it, forming a huge dark space near its star.
The fortress world of Cadia was also dragged into the shadow space by unimaginable forces.
The surviving enemies fled inside.
The empire's warships were blocked outside.
An invisible force blocked them.
It would be useless to let them bombard us indiscriminately.
Attacks from the physical world cannot reach that world at all.
Yog-Sothoth demonstrated his terrible power.
Anchored the entire space.
If the anti-subspace force field is used forcibly, it is very likely that the world of Cadia will be like flesh and blood caught by an arrow, which will be pulled away from the level of the real universe and thrown into the subspace, sinking forever, leaving an unhealable wound in reality.
Such a structure was naturally not what Guilliman wanted to see.
The recapture of the Cadia battlefield is crucial.
It's about whether the Great Rift can be completely closed.
An ulcer in a wound may cause a chain reaction and even cause the death of the injured person.
Therefore, it is not realistic to forcibly separate Cadia from the real universe in order to expel Yog-Sothoth.
When it was determined that only an airborne attack could solve the problem, Guilliman ordered his men to prepare for the airborne attack.
If we want to recover it, we have to go to Cadia and eliminate the mastermind behind everything. Only then can this anchored space return to normal.
Watching his magnificent army being blocked outside the shadow space.
Guilliman knew it was time to act.
The reason why he led the army in person was because he guessed that Yog-Sothoth would display abilities and powers that no mortal man could resist.
Just one clone can distort the stars and anchor a piece of space. Such a method is truly terrifying.
If the real body appears, to what extent will it be able to achieve!
Guilliman rose from his throne.
He looked at the two Primarch brothers standing beside him.
"I wonder if the Imperial Stone and the Knight Lord of Caliban are interested in joining my assault force."
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No one would refuse the honor of fighting alongside the Emperor of the Holy Empire.
In addition to Ryan and Dorne, many heroes of the empire were also ready.
Dante, Logan, Tushan, Valano, Sicarius, Ventris, and even many prophets and Silegos of the Eldar are planning to come to Cadia together.
In addition, there is the rebellious Orc Emperor Ufo and his elite guards.
As an orc, Ufo has a natural desire for war.
He was timid in front of Guilliman, but he always liked to strike hard at those bad guys who were not as good as Guilliman.
More importantly, he and Abaddon have some accounts to settle.
Orcs will not swallow their hatred, but will return it to the other side in the same way.
Guilliman used his power to tear a path through the shadow realm created by Yog-Sothoth.
The teleportation device worked, teleporting many Imperial warriors to Cadia along the path torn open by Guilliman.
The souls of the Primarchs live in the Warp, and when they are transported, they are not indifferent like others.
Ryan and Dorn both saw things in the shadow space.
Even from their perspective, those things felt a hint of fear.
It's not real darkness there, but just the tip of an iceberg of a terrifying abyss, with endless wriggling eyes and tentacles.
They intertwined together, emitting a terrible, malicious grin.
No one knows what means that strange evil god used to anchor the space in the abyss.
If humans use anti-subspace devices forcefully, they will push this space into the abyss.
Cadia has been transformed beyond all recognition, into a skull-like world covered in tentacles.
The corruption is so severe and terrible.
If it is allowed to spread, I am afraid the entire universe will become an abominable hell.
They remembered some of Guilliman's words and the information sent back from the alien universe.
It is very likely that some places have become the kind of horrible hell that they dare not imagine.
In this terrifying universe, humans must continue to fight and fight as always to prevent the terrible fate from coming.
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When the light faded, the two Primarchs stood on the creeping ground.
Everyone was separated.
There were only some Custodians and Primaris warriors around him.
The Holy Emperor moved away from them, being teleported to another location by enemy interference.
Those weird, fang-filled mouths let out a piercing scream as they came.
The whole world has been corrupted.
The corruption was so terrible that it made one shudder at the sight of it.
The sounds of fighting came from afar.
Under the will of the Holy Emperor, rays of light broke the laws of the shadow space and dropped loyal human warriors to the surface.
The Primaris warriors were fighting hard, killing all the enemies they could see.
If there are no enemies, we will launch all kinds of indiscriminate bombardments on the ground to clear out all the eyes, mouths, tongues and tentacles on the surface.
"For the Holy Emperor."
"For the Empire."
Various war cries continued to sound.
Communications were also cut off.
The different armies had no way of communicating with each other.
The only reassuring thing is that the transmission flashes are still shining.
Large numbers of Primaris warriors and mentally strong Imperial troops were continuously deployed to the surface.
Many heroes of the empire gathered their troops with their own strategies and wisdom, looking for their lord.
At the same time, we headed towards the strange fortress in the deepest darkness.
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The transmission was disrupted.
The power of the omniscient and omnipotent is so terrifying.
Once the teleportation began, not even Guilliman could correct it.
When the teleportation was over, Guilliman was left with only three Primaris warriors guarding him.
What's even more terrifying is that he was teleported to the core area.
The base camp of the cancerous army.
Many cancerous heroes with deformed bodies showed twisted smiles.
Horus, the incarnation of Yog-Sothoth, who occupied the perfect body created by Fabius, sat on the huge throne.
The image of Horus combines the advantages of many primarchs and looks very noble.
No wonder the other party chose to possess such a body.
Abaddon and a group of Chaos warriors stood beside him, grinning grimly as they watched Guilliman being sent here.
"You are too impulsive." Horus whispered, "I was still thinking about what means I should use to lure you into my trap. But I didn't expect that you would come here on your own initiative."
"Defeated." Guilliman activated the Emperor's Sword. The raging flames made many cancerous heroes show fear and uneasiness. It was obvious that they were very afraid of the sword in Guilliman's hand.
"Do you think you can still win?" Horus stood up and revealed a ferocious grin.
"I think I can chop you into eighteen pieces, Yog-Sothoth. Now go back to your world and I can forgive you, a fool, for your offense to me." Guilliman said, holding up the Emperor's Sword.
Whether you are cool enough depends on how hard you brag about it.
Anyway, talking nonsense doesn’t cost money, so just act as pretentious as you can.
Horus was so angry at Guilliman's words that he almost collapsed.
How could a small native boast to an omniscient and almighty being like this!
You really don't know how to live or die.
"It's time for you to witness my power, the power of an omniscient and omnipotent being." Horus jumped down from his throne, wearing the armor engraved with countless strange symbols.
Holding a huge warhammer, he leaped up and smashed it towards Guilliman's position.
"Take care of yourselves." After saying this, Guilliman threw the three Primaris warriors aside, asking them to take care of themselves, and then rushed towards the enemy with swords in both hands.
The sword blade and the hammer head collided with each other.
A terrifying shock wave erupted with the two of them as the center.
All the cancerous heroes next to him were blown away.
Both released a powerful force that could destroy the world.
Every impact was like the roar of an avalanche, the roar of the earth.
It was as terrifying as millions of volcanoes erupting at the same time and billions of celestial bodies colliding.
Several cancer heroes tried their best to protect themselves from being blown away by the aftermath.
In their hands they hold weapons infused with the power of the Omniscient One.
Prepare to find an opportunity to attack Guilliman and end the madness of this native emperor.