Warhammer: The Beginning is the Crisis of Annihilation Chapter 208

  Chapter 208 Fragment of the Emperor (for subscription)

   Lorgar looked at Ahriman.

   Obviously, what the other party said made him fall into a brief confusion.

   "Against Guilliman?"

"Yes, he is entering the Eye of Terror." Ahriman said, "Under his control, the empire is rising rapidly. We must take action to control the situation. You don't want to be approached by him to take revenge one day, right? Lord of the Word Bearers."

   It is not difficult to persuade Lorgar to join the anti-Guilliman alliance.

   During the Great Crusade, Guilliman burned the Perfect City, and the Emperor forced them to kneel in front of the Ultramarines and admit their mistakes.

  And Lorgar burned the world of Calth in the early days of the Horus rebellion, and took revenge on the five hundred worlds of Ultramar, causing countless casualties.

  The blood feud between the two parties has long been irreconcilable.

   Throughout the ten thousand years of the Empire, the Ultramarines have considered the Word Bearers their number one enemy.

  As long as they hear news of the presence of the Word Bearers, they will go there and suppress them by any means.

   Unless one side is completely down, it will never end.

   Once Guilliman rises, Lorgar's fate can be imagined.

  Ariman explained to Lorgar what Guilliman had accomplished over the years.

  The empire is growing rapidly.

   Various high-tech creations emerge in endlessly.

  Guilliman's expeditionary force swept away all political enemies and aliens who opposed him.

  His power has reached the peak of the empire in ten thousand years.

   Unless the Emperor awakens, no one can shake his power.

  Even the return of the loyal Primarch.

   Ahriman didn't waste much time talking, Lorgar nodded, expressing his position.

   "I agree, and I will call the Word Bearers to the battle you speak of."

   "This is the best." Ahriman smiled. Up to now, the alliance team that killed Guilliman has grown very strong.

   If there were no accidents, Guilliman could not escape.

  The Eye of Terror will be his burial place.

  After discussing cooperation and some details, Ahriman sent Lorgar back to his cathedral.

  Ahriman ordered his own fleet to leave, and he was going to prepare a ceremony.

   He knew that Guilliman had defeated Angron.

   After sleeping for ten thousand years, Guilliman's power has become extremely terrifying due to some unknown reasons.

   A little carelessness, their plan this time may capsize.

   In order to be safe, some precautionary measures are necessary.

  The big net full of fangs is ready.

  The gear of fate has turned, and no one can resist the mighty power of fate.

  With the efforts of the gods and everyone, Guilliman will surely fall into the Eye of Terror.

   Angron roared in anger, his heavy body running on the ground, every step made the ground tremble.

  He was blindly looking for Lorgar, yelling that Lorgar was a coward.

   He didn't leave with anger until he confirmed that Lorgar was not on this planet.

  But Angron will not give up revenge.

  Whoever dares to play with the soul of Nukelia's free gladiator will die.

   His rage created a storm.

  The bloodthirteen passes on his will to those World Eaters who are also governed by the blood god's eternal wrath.

  The bond between the World Eaters and the Primarch was not severed, but strengthened over time.

   For a long time, Angron fought alone.

  But the Blood God is not only the God of Slaughter, but also the God of War.

  Every big devil has their legion.

  Angron was no exception. His obsession with the soul of the free gladiator in Nukelia made his reason temporarily suppress the pain of the Butcher's Nail.

   After an interval of 10,000 years, Angron summoned them again in a different way.

  He vowed to make the Word Bearers and Lorgar pay.

   The blood god's wild laughter resounded throughout the subspace.

   Angron's pure anger made the Blood God feel the long-lost joy.

   The blood **** is hungry for more kills.

  The magnificent fleet travels through the webway.

  Scale enough to make everyone who saw it tremble with fear.

   No force can stop such a fleet!

  In the webways lurk countless lifeless beings.

  Howling, they rushed out of the mist, trying to use their weapons or claws to break through the protection of Geller's force field.

  But their power is very weak in the face of this exquisite creation of human technology.

   No matter what they do, it is difficult to break through the mysterious barrier.

  If it is an old-fashioned ship of the empire, it may be possible for them to find some gaps and invade the interior of the cabin.

  But now, every ship in the empire has undergone a comprehensive transformation and upgrade, with a stable energy supply system and redundant backup.

  In this case, it is not easy to break through the protection of the imperial ships.

  They can only watch the imperial ships pass by in front of them, but there is nothing they can do.

   The imperial ship is not without any action.

   After all, the place they are in is the webway rather than the real subspace, and the interference power of the laws of physics is still very strong.

  When the tide of magic is large enough to block the road, the artillery systems of many imperial ships will be activated.

   Countless light beams and missiles spewed out, carrying out round after round of covering attacks.

  The demons, clad in red hides or brass clips, howled, cursed, and flicked the saliva from their mouths.

   They use inhuman strength to move their anti-joint legs.

   Sweeping from the gray fog-filled webway like a tide.

  They dragged huge axes and swords cast from primitive metals, carved with runes.

  The imperial ships will spew out a firepower network composed of light beams, and the terrifying light beams will vaporize the bodies of those monsters in an instant, causing them to die in howling.

   Sometimes, fleets pass through abandoned cities of the Eldar in the webway.

   There are countless demons entrenched on the towering sculptures of the spirit gods and the complex and huge spiritual bone buildings.

  When the fleet arrived, the demons entrenched in the Eldar cities poured out, and were smashed to pieces by the imperial fleet.

  Even those ancient cities were ravaged. Under the destructive attack, the buildings collapsed, and the smoke and fog mixed together.

  Wreckage and shattered demonic bodies are everywhere.

   Those monsters roared in impotent anger, uttering all kinds of vicious curses.

  But they can do nothing, they can only watch the human fleet pass through the webway, leaving behind the wreckage of demons everywhere and then go away.

  In the Glory of Macragge, Guilliman, who was the Regent of the Empire, was sitting in his strategy room.

  Through the data, I can feel the tragic battlefield outside.

  The fog became thicker, and the interference from the subspace made many instruments unable to work normally.

  But relying on primitive operations, human beings still rely on the power of weapons to suppress the demons in the webway.

  Before entering the webway, Guilliman fully upgraded his fleet, bringing Perturabo's old firepower theory to the fullest, and striving to deal 200% overflow damage to every enemy.

  Let those demons know what is arrogance and what is cruelty.

  Natas was also standing beside him, and the magic in his hands outlined a complex network road map.

   Webways are not fixed.

   It is changing anytime and anywhere.

   If you don't have a special secret technique, it's difficult to find the exact path in the intricate webway.

  Natas immersed himself in the complex changes of the webway, followed the guidance of his ancestors, and found the path he needed.

  The complex webway is like a mess of lines, they are mixed together and messy.

   They change all the time, endlessly, never the same.

  No one can remember them completely by memory.

  Natas didn't try to fight it brutally, but let go of his mental defenses and let it integrate with himself.

  Countless threads stretched into the depths of the mist, and no one could see its end.

   Relying on instinct, Natas went deep along one of them.

  His soul instantly crossed infinite time and space, and went back to those ancient histories.

  A splendid city was built by countless sages at the beginning of the establishment of the Eldar Empire.

  Countless knowledge was collected from all over the Eldar Empire, edited into books and stored in those ancient crystal temples.

  That city has gone through endless years, from obscurity to the pearl of the empire, and finally slowly declined again, no one remembers it.

  In the last days it became the last dwelling of the remnants of the old days.

   Most of the Eldar have forgotten the city that stores countless knowledge.

  Those guys lose themselves in the indulgence, and have long forgotten that knowledge is the foundation of their existence.

  In the end, they are consumed by the horrors of their own fall.

   That city did not escape a terrible fate.

   When Natas saw that the many library buildings were attacked by a terrible aether storm.

  Old countrymen howling in despair and pain, transformed into abominable monsters.

  Natas felt a painful emotion in his heart, so strong that it almost suffocated him.

   When Natus sheds a tear for the suffering of his former people, he is recognized.

  Under the guidance of the ancestors, Natas saw a clear path from the chaotic webway.

  The intricacies of the webway were hidden at that moment, and the right path glowed in his soul-thinking.

   "I found it." Natas raised his head and said with a sob.

"Then take us there." Guilliman smiled, and opened the holographic strategy map with a wave of his hand, the faint projected light reflected on Natas's face, "Take us there, in that case, our journey this time will be completed gone."

   "Drop your arms or die."

   Titus stared at the demon hunter in front of him, put his finger on the trigger of the bolter, and said in a flat tone.

  The original situation of peaceful coexistence was broken.

  Received the order from New Testament City, the demon hunter decided to strike first.

  They invited each other to participate in the banquet, and then took the opportunity to attack the Imperial Exploration Team.

  The plan was perfect.

  If successfully implemented, it will be a **** dinner party for victory.

   But they underestimated the prudence and force of the imperial exploration team.

   Their schemes are extremely ridiculous in the face of absolute power.

   Not only failed to control those foreigners, but also got himself into trouble.

   It took less than half an hour for the entire town to be completely controlled by the empire.

  The demon hunter team was broken up and could only fight on their own.

  This puts them at a greater disadvantage.

"This is our territory, you are just intruders." The demon hunter with a weapon looked at Titus in front of him and said angrily, "You are just lowly aborigines, do you know who I am? I am A time traveler, even you, a native, wants me to be captured without a fight."

  I have already time-traveled, why do I still have to live so aggrieved!

  Everything is not going well!

  In the previous life, I was overwhelmed by mortgages, car loans, and all kinds of superior guys.

  After traveling to this world, I have to engage in such a dangerous job of hunting demons!

   You have to act according to the face of the Church of the Lord of Suffering.

  Before time-traveling, they were at the bottom of society, but after time-traveling, they were still the group who were played with.

  How aggrieved this is!

   Traveling through time is simply a waste of time!

"Whatever humans belong to should be the territory of the empire, and you should also be the people of the empire." Titus said calmly, "In the name of the holy regent Lord Guilliman, I will give you one last chance to lay down your arms or die."

  Looking at the muzzle of the big gun in the opponent's hand, the demon hunter looked left and right, and he didn't have any companions anymore.

  Obviously as a time traveler, he is so powerless in the face of these damned natives.

  Their weapons hit the opponent's body but were blocked by an invisible force field, and they couldn't even break the opponent's armor defense.

  If he can surrender, the power of the contract will bind him again, and he will inevitably be punished worse than death.

Fight.

  Give it a go, a bicycle becomes a motorcycle.

  The traverser jumped up, showing killing intent.

   Titus pulled the trigger, and the explosive bomb roared out, hitting the opponent's body but did not bring any killing effect.

  The opponent turned into black mist in the air and dissipated in the air.

  Being able to become a demon hunter means mastering a certain extraordinary ability.

  Shadow stealth is the extraordinary ability mastered by this traverser.

  It can turn him into a shadow, hide in a special space, and wait for the opportunity to attack the enemy.

   This extraordinary ability is very useful.

  In previous battles, he used this extraordinary ability to kill many enemies.

  Unfortunately, this time he met Titus.

  During his long service career, fighting mutants and psykers was also one of Titus' missions.

  Ordinary people will think that extraordinary ability is extremely powerful, and feel that only extraordinary can kill extraordinary.

  It's like humans in the feudal era would worship starships as gods, thinking that only gods would have such power.

   But in the eyes of Titus, everything is traceable.

   After obtaining the Emperor Angel Engine, it becomes extremely easy to deal with these individuals who possess extraordinary abilities.

  Titus stood on the spot, holding his breath, using his keen senses to feel the atmosphere around him.

  Afterwards, the power sword in his hand slashed towards a place.

  Accompanied by a strong sound of piercing through the air, several streaks of blood shot out in the air.

  The demon hunter who turned into black mist and became invisible was pierced by a sword, and his body was split in two.

  The invisibility effect is broken.

  The man looked at his body that was pierced and bleeding profusely in disbelief.

  His shadow stealth was broken like this!

  How did the other party do it!

   Obviously, it has never happened before.

   "I gave you a chance, idiot." Titus walked in front of the opponent, "Your stubbornness is inappropriate."

  The whole town was quickly brought under control.

  Compared with those traversers, the imperial exploration team has a stronger force advantage.

  The members of the church were all beheaded, and the demon hunters who surrendered were also brought under control.

   "From today onwards, this small town will become part of the empire, and the glory of the emperor will protect you."

   On the square in the center of the town, Saint Celestine said.

  Her image is very sacred. The white wings and handsome appearance behind her make her look like a legendary angel.

  The townspeople in rags couldn't resist the change.

  They cannot defeat the original cast warriors born for war.

  Resisting will only make the killing come faster.

  Actually, controlling the town is an inevitable thing.

  Even if New York City did not attack, Celestine and the others would look for a suitable opportunity to take control of the town.

  After deliberation, the imperial advance team who had figured out some rules in this world decided to turn the town into an outpost of imperial colonization.

   During this period of time, after exploration, they have discovered that this small town is located in an extremely rich mineral area, with a large amount of minerals within a range of 100 kilometers.

  These minerals can be transformed into various weapons and equipment with the help of technology, quickly increasing their strength in this world.

  The mechanical priest quickly took out the design drawings for transforming the town.

   Those who were unwilling to succumb soon met their tragic fate.

  In the Empire, death is not the most terrible punishment.

   Mechanic priests have enough means to enslave a creature who will not submit.

  Those who are unwilling to obey usher in their ascension road.

  The memory in their brains was emptied, and the machine slave program was implanted, making these guys the most reliable laborers.

  Even those who died, the same is true.

   Their bodies were sewn together, spliced ​​with steel and cables, enabling them to contribute to the cause of the Empire.

  Relying on their strong combat power, the imperial advance team began to clear the fog creatures around them.

  For the locals, it is extremely scary, and the weird fog creatures are not worth mentioning in front of them.

  There is nothing unusual about those rotting corpses and monsters and those eerie whispers that echo in people's ears.

   are just manifestations of the overflow of chaos power.

  The mechanical priests quickly took out the design drawings and began to build the empire's first outpost colony in a different universe.

  They have a complete reserve of knowledge, just like the old STC standard construction template, they can build a colony from scratch.

   Large roaring factories and food factories were established, and the townspeople were either sent into the factories or armed as soldiers.

   They need more population.

   The mechanical priest proposed to use cloning technology, but was directly rejected by Celestine. The mechanical priest was only allowed to clone various brains and mechanical servants, not human beings with complete emotions.

  Celistine's authority made the mechanical priests only look at other towns. They decided to launch a war to teach those idiots who tried to fight against the empire and search for enough people.

   Soon, several towns fell, and all their populations were filled into factories and armies.

  News spread to New Testament City, and a larger-scale war is being brewed.

  As the situation escalates, the imperial advance team is busy. They need to fight for the interests of the empire and extend the will of the great regent to this world.

  As the Custodian, Valyrian did not participate in it. He has always acted alone.

   Secretly investigating the Lord of Suffering.

  Those captured believers were interrogated by him, and several casualties were caused.

  Sometimes, he would also sneak into those uncontrolled towns to collect the other party's secret files.

  (end of this chapter)

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