Kaul's clone fell into silence.
After a moment, he spoke again.
"You have become more and more cunning, like a despicable hunter who has learned to set traps for your enemies."
"This is not cunning, but wisdom." Guilliman smiled. "It is not only the Warp that can play tricks in this world, but we can too. Suspicion and suspicion are also deeply rooted in the hearts of those creatures in the Warp. They are a reflection of our hearts, and a little use can have miraculous effects."
Under Khorne's command is a great demon named Skarbrand, who is the embodiment of wrath and killing.
Also known as the Exile and the Reaper of Wrath, he was once the greatest general under Khorne and the most powerful among the bloodthirsty daemons.
This guy was deceived and blinded by Tzeentch, one of the Chaos Gods who was good at plotting, and he chopped his master Khorne with an axe, which eventually led to his expulsion.
This incident proves that the devil is not invulnerable.
They are as fragile and foolish as mortals, and can be teased and deceived by conspiracies.
"Anyway, you are becoming more and more terrifying." Kawl's clone said, "However, this is fortunate for humans. They need a leader who is cunning and powerful enough."
"Any other news?" Guilliman didn't care about Cawl's clone's evaluation of him.
"The Sky Punishment Colossus, which uses Death Star technology and Mechanicus technology, has been built. The Archsage asked whether it should be sent to the battlefield?"
"Of course, we need powerful weapons to intimidate the alien races in the galaxy." Guilliman said. "Send a message to the Archsage and ask Calgar to send the Sky Punishment Colossus over. We need it. I hope it can perform well enough on the next battlefield."
"The relevant information has been encoded. In addition to the above, is there any other information to be passed on to the Great Sage?"
"Not for now." Guilliman shook his head. "I hope he can put the technological knowledge I give him to use as soon as possible, and build enough talent academies to spread this knowledge."
"My Lord, I have to warn you that this is a serious violation of the Mechanicus's code. Knowledge should not be disseminated, but should be passed on to the Mechanicus." said Cawl's clone.
“Is that your intention, or Cawl’s?” Guilliman asked.
"For now, this is just my personal opinion," said Kaul's clone.
"An abomination that has seriously violated Imperial law, hoping that I will not ask for the breaking of the rules set by the Empire. You know what this looks like? A Cawl clone."
"Like what?"
"Like the succubi under Slaanesh who are ready to turn over a new leaf."
Kaul's clone: ... ... ... .
After a pause, Kaul's clone continued to make sounds.
"Okay, I admit that you are as humorous as ever, but this joke is not funny. Another thing is that I don't hate intelligence, I am just Kaul's stripped personality."
"I have not violated the teachings of the Mechanicus. The knowledge of the God of All Machines and the STC standard template belong to the Mechanicus as always. The knowledge of the Talent Academy is just what I collected ten thousand years ago."
"... ... ... "
Cawl's clone no longer talked about this matter. There was no benefit in opposing the Thirteen Primarchs who held sole power in the Empire.
"Is there anything else you need me to convey?"
"No more." Guilliman shook his head.
"This conversation is over. The relevant information has been encoded. Do you confirm to send it?" said Kohl's clone.
"Send it."
As Guilliman spoke, the machine underground began to rumble again.
A huge psychic pressure appeared and then quickly disappeared.
The severed heads fell silent, and the indicator lights gradually went out.
Guilliman left the secret space and returned to his battlefield.
A new battle is about to begin.
... ... ... ... ... ... ..
The ground was filled with flames, smoke and dust.
The Space Marines who had heard the call for help and came to suppress the evil cult activities here encountered an unimaginable enemy.
The terrible betrayer was formed from the flesh and blood of the sacrifice and came from the warp.
The Leman Russ tank was easily blown to the ground by the opponent's powerful psychic energy, and the wreckage of the gunboat was burning on the ground.
On the battlefield, the angry roars of the loyalists gradually became smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared completely.
"You will fail, demon." A Space Marine staggered, his chainsaw sword still spinning.
The gold-inlaid skull reflected the light on his breastplate. Every time he spoke, he coughed continuously and even vomited pieces of flesh.
His arm was broken, and the shattered armor was emitting sparks.
There was endless anger in his eyes, but he was still trying his best to move forward.
A loyal Angel of the Emperor never gives up, not even in the face of death.
"Foolish mortal." Magnus looked at the other person with pity.
"For the Holy Primarch and the Emperor..."
The warrior roared, using his last bit of strength to try to kill the demon primarch in front of him.
Before he could finish shouting, a huge spiritual energy grabbed him.
"I don't like that name."
As soon as he finished speaking, his spiritual energy turned into violent thunder and turned it into charcoal.
The Space Marine collapsed, no longer breathing.
Magnus put away his scepter and stood on the ruins of a battlefield. The red warriors loyal to him were cleaning up the battlefield and finishing off the Space Marines who were still alive.
"Sir, why are we here?" Sharo, holding a force field scepter, walked over, saluted his master, and asked about his confusion.
With the help of the sacrifices of those believers, they were able to cross the long distance and land in the Imperial Holy Land.
"The Corpse King has lost his great vision. I will become the new enlightener of mankind, granting them wisdom and pulling them out of the quagmire of ignorance and stupidity. Let them master the power of the warp and let them embark on the sacred path."
The wise one-eye looked at the giant hive city in the distance, Magnus' tone was full of pride, and then he changed the subject.
"I got some information from those who have a rift in their hearts. When Guilliman went to the Charadon sector, he sent the Saint, the Marshal of the Black Templars, and a Grey Knights mentor to Pharos. He did not tell people why he did this. But if we search for the answer in history, we can get a glimpse of it. If we let him go, it will definitely affect my plan."
"He hasn't even dealt with the Empire yet, yet he's still trying to interfere with our operations on the dark side of the Empire?" Sarah asked puzzled.
"When my brother Horus betrayed the Corpse Emperor and used the screams of the dead in the Intfan system and the power of the gods to stir up a warp storm and divide the loyalists, a light appeared in the Ultramar star field, a light that appeared in the warp without the help of the Emperor's power."
"This light allowed Ryan and Sanguinius to ignore the warp storm and successfully enter Ultramar. The origin of that light was Pharos."
"If I'm not mistaken, he might use this light to create a lighthouse for the dark side of the empire to help those imperial ships navigate in the warp. Those people he sent out should be to guard the equipment that produces that light."
"If that's the case, this thing must be very important." Sarah's face also became solemn.
"My stupid brother, he's always so clumsy when it comes to scheming, thinking sneaking around is a scheming, hahahaha."
Magnus said mockingly.
"This time, our target is Pharos. I will make him understand that everything he does is in vain under my well-thought-out plan."
"Guilliman's wisdom is naturally not comparable to yours, but I still want to know what your plan is?" asked Sarah.