Warhammer: Decided to take the route of stars surrounding the warp

Alpharius prepared a collision stance and placed the Emperor's Holy Sword behind his waist. The Imperial Guards stood in front of him. They were the Punishment-Dreading Army among the Imperial Guards. They had only one mission, to kill all the enemies they saw. Keep.

The Imperial Guard did not seem to regard this mission as an assassination mission.

It's like the Assassin Court doesn't want to talk to you, and has thrown out an Iverson Assassin, ready to kill everything here.

The Dread Punishment Army has the authority to use most of the heavy firepower weapons. Now, standing at the door of the shuttle boat part-time jump ship, is a Skyhawk Terminator, a cavalry type armor improved by the Emperor himself, mixed with Yaojin. It became extremely hard, and in front of him, the fine gold armor was just a low-quality piece of junk.

Behind them are two pairs of Achilles-type terminators. Both in terms of offense, defense and speed, they have reached the top of the galaxy. A pair of armors can buy a planet.

The rest of the Forbidden Army is difficult to comment on. Each suit of armor is specially made and is engraved with symbols that can only be recognized within the Forbidden Army.

What is also extremely rare is that the Imperial Guard did not choose to cooperate with the Battle Sisters, but used the Silent Spirit Halo. Yes, it is the complete version of the thing in the Dark Angel's treasure house, or the initial version. It comes from alien technology and can seal The surrounding warp forces replace the anti-psionic nuns.

The side effects of these gadgets are not small, otherwise the troops would have been deployed into the network channel long ago, but small-scale assembly is still no problem.

It can be seen that the Marshal of the Forbidden Army issued a death order this time.

The shuttle trembled violently. Even the Astartes recruits could not withstand such an intense impact. The city-breaking heat was extremely long-lasting. The shuttle penetrated to incredible depths and directly crossed the outside of the city-like Abyss-class battleship. layer and entered the inner area.

After a scream, the door slowly opened. The Skyhawk Terminator quickly stepped into the corridor filled with twisted runes, observed the surrounding situation, and before stopping, the shuttle boat's scream attack directly killed all the enemies around it. , the chaos believer's mind exploded, leaving only a headless corpse falling to the ground.

The two Imperial Guards set up firepower on the left and right, and the soldiers at the rear quickly put out their bird servants to explore the position inside the ship and confirm the direction of attack.

The original body quietly poked his head in. The Imperial Army's bird servant instrument was very complicated. It was not that it was difficult to operate, but that there was too much data displayed on the screen and the text was very small. It hurt the eyes to look at it.

Alpharius clearly saw dozens of light spots, which were the remaining commando soldiers who had jumped to help the ship before. They came from various battle groups, waiting for support here, or they had become a body to attract other people. Sneak into the squad's corpse trap.

The interior of the Three Holy Prayer had been severely corrupted, and as soon as Alpharius stepped out, he heard countless whispers of chaos.

"Have you found the location of the traitor Primarch?"

"No, but we found a lot of black areas, and the enemies should be inside."

After the Imperial Guard said this, he turned around and saw no one behind him.

???

Where is the Prince Regent?

What about the big regent?

Damn it, I just wanted to get high, if we don’t protect you we will be scolded to death by the emperor.

Several forbidden troops looked at each other, and the leader was quite calm. "Children of the Millennium, maintain the formation, destroy their command center first, and cut off their communications."

The warrior known as the Millennium Son immediately rushed forward. This name was very simple, it was his first "title name". Because it was so special, his mother went into a cryo-sleep chamber and slept for a thousand years when she was pregnant. It was only discovered in 2000 that the child was over a thousand years old when he was born.

The Forbidden Army dispersed instantly, leaving only dead bodies around.

......

Alpharius was running fast. Rather than banishing Lorgar, he wanted to know the whereabouts of his brother. He was not the last son. He had brothers. Corax would never die.

He shredded the enemy's defenses like lightning. The running Word Bearers Twisted Rune Chapter (their chapter formations were irregular, some had dozens of companies) supported the small team, but they had not yet seen clearly what was ahead. , was knocked away by the original body with a single blow. The Emperor's Holy Sword was inserted into a string of candied haws, and a small team of Word Bearers instantly turned into minced meat.

One of them had made a deal with a demon, and the parchment on his body had an evil resurrection contract written on it. However, after being burned through by the emperor's holy flame, the essence of the demon who signed the contract with him was also implicated.

Far from being weakened by the daemons in this place where the barriers to reality were thin, the Emperor's power only grew stronger.

The blazing flames had no intention of stopping. Alpharius charged all the way, and some lucky ones survived the sword blow. The original body did not stop to touch up the sword, letting them fall to the ground and howl.

A broken corridor leading to the inner core appeared in the Three Holy Prayer.

The biggest difficulty Alpharius encountered was not this group of defense forces, but the ships that were severely corrupted by the subspace, making it completely impossible to determine where the passage was leading.

He got into a ventilation duct and moved forward against the fierce flow of gas, but in the end he discovered that it was a lair, and inside was a monster that didn't know whether it was a demon or a corrupted beast. Its heavy breathing pulled down the airflow in the entire duct.

He jumped into a passage. The severe corruption around it made the walls appear fleshy and elastic, but he finally had to accept the reality that this was the digestive tract of a Chaos Worm.

Of course, the most depressing thing should be the Chaos Worm, who had the Emperor's Holy Sword thrust into his stomach while he was sleeping, embracing the eternal silence.

Alpharius ran faster and faster, and his body gradually shone brightly. The emperor's blessing was shining, and a warm power guided his direction. At the same time, the appearance of this psychic energy also made Luojia feel sick, the false emperor was coming.

His big bald head engraved with golden runes has been completely corrupted, and his head has become bumpy, with short devil horns and skin like dead wood. His face was strange and ugly, and he could only barely make out his human form.

The body of the original body is even taller, and his body is covered with human skin scrolls. Countless secrets of chaos written on them rise and fall as he walks with long strides. Anyone who dares to peek at him will be stared at by the subspace and be attacked. Severely corrupt.

Lorgar abandoned his original weapons, becoming bored while quarantined at home in the Warp.

Put runes on a brand new weapon and soak it in the power of subspace. No matter what it is, after eleven thousand years, it will be a sacred object of chaos.

A rectangular battle flag, that's all it looks like.

On the thin flag, the scene of the Emperor's battle with Horus was painted on the front, but it was from the perspective of Chaos.

The battle flag moves automatically without wind, and each fluctuation shows a different period of the battle.

The back of the battle flag~~

There are a lot of chaos gaps, which look like mud and are decorated in Nurgle style, but there are several painful souls in each gap, nourishing the chaos magic contained within.

The pain and suffering seemed too low, and Lorgar grabbed the battle flag. It hung low at the side of the primarch. Few people would hold a battle flag like this. The flag was not only folded, but also drooped to the ground at the end.

"Where are the sacrifices? Haven't the sacrifices arrived yet?"

"It'll be there soon."

"The empire's fleet is faster than you!"

In the subspace storm, a battleship that had lost Geller's position was spinning, roaring throughout the cabin, and the devil's laughter penetrated time and space, directly intersecting with the Word Bearers' wizard psychic energy.

"They're ready."

"You don't need me to teach you."

Lorgar held the battle flag horizontally and walked towards the wall in front. A large gap opened in the wall of flesh and blood, like a bloody mouth opened by a demon, which suddenly closed after the original body passed by.

......

Angel's team acted under the spiritual guidance of the Gray Knight after the Rune Priest said he wanted to rest.

"Why don't you speak to me, Father Quan?"

"Maybe it's because your mouth is so bad, you can make people faint with just one reply."

The two wolf brothers were talking "in a low voice". Their heads were exposed, and the foul breath of chaos filled their nostrils. There were enemies everywhere here, and there was no need to look for them.

The Gray Knight is... numb. Let them say whatever they want, I can't kill them.

Even though Angel thought so, Brother Wolf followed him reluctantly.

"Hey, Gray Knight, we successfully charged forward, what should we do next? Let's bite open the enemy leader's neck."

"Listen to the Emperor's orders and move forward as directed."

"I suspect that he has not received the order at all, and is just leading us on a blind journey." (Quietly)

The soldiers of Blood Crow followed behind, not daring to say anything. Their boss was indeed very good and could compete with the top think tanks, but the ordinary warriors really stretched their hips and fought back and forth with the green-skinned boy. ...

He was already very tired just keeping up with the speed of the wolf group. Often, just as he arrived at the battlefield, the wolf had already split the enemy's helmet, and the gray knight's psychic energy evaporated the corrupted flesh within the armor. He came up and rewarded the opponent's corpse with a "crotch humiliation", and then had to chase the big guys while grunting.

The Gray Knight led them to a penetrated passage, a straight through, circular passage filled with disgusting slime and crawling steel.

Runes flowed on the wall, if the pits could be considered walls.

"Front, brother."

Brother Wolf shouted, lunged forward, and then...

He squatted down and turned around in confusion, his nose kept twitching as if he had a cramp.

It seems like there are enemies everywhere.

It seems like there are no enemies.

Liquid enemies.

"This is a river formed by the corpses of Chaos believers, flowing down from above." Angel said. He was wearing a helmet. The Gray Knight did not need to expose his body to let the Emperor see him. There was a secret level in the Holy Shield armor. The crystal filament structure can greatly enhance psychic energy.

"It's disgusting what they can do."

The Wolf brothers made no secret of their dislike.

Blood Crow said weakly: "What should we do next, go up?"

"Yes." The Gray Knight took the lead and walked up the passage.

But the wolf brothers did not follow immediately. They turned to look at the Rune Priest and continued to move forward after he nodded.

Ten minutes later...

"The front is blocked."

"Maybe we can blow it up, but we just brought a melta bomb. Maybe it should be used in the most important places."

The scene ahead was blurry, with Blood Crow walking at the very back, but logically he should be the one who could see the least clearly, but now there were obvious changes in his eyes.

Commonly known as pinkeye.

"I recognize it. This is the Saturn type shuttle boat of the Imperial Army. It is the support of the Imperial Army. They rushed here."

Several big guys turned to look at the Blood Crow warriors.

"...I have read the ancient records of the Chapter, and we were fortunate enough to see the illustrations of this kind of shuttle craft during our communication with the Forge World."

What can be done?

I can't say I have one hidden in my family's monastery fortress.

Blood Crow's eyes were particularly bright now, and he felt like he was going to hug him in the next moment.

Angel noticed the anomaly, but every battle group had secrets, and he was not prepared to intensify the conflicts within the team at this tense moment.

"This is good news. We will fight side by side with the Imperial Army and find a way forward. Melta bombs cannot blow up the Imperial Army's spaceship."

The reason Angel said this was simply because the two fools were about to set up the bomb. They seemed to want to know who was more powerful, the Mars Mark 9 melta bomb or the Forbidden Forces shuttle craft.

The Gray Knight used his spiritual energy to burn the wall and create a passage. After this blow, he was panting and his spiritual energy was almost exhausted.

In such areas, psychic energy regenerates much more slowly than usual.

Blood Crow walked in the front with rare high spirits, seemingly silent, but in fact the shouting on the communication channel made his voice hoarse.

Of course, it is a communication to contact your own think tank.

He swooped to the front and "admired" the mighty and domineering front of the Forbidden Forces shuttle boat.

"Haha, boy, you are very brave. Work hard. If He provides great help to the Imperial Army, maybe we can borrow this shuttle boat to go back." Rune Priest patted Blood Raven's shoulder heavily. I don’t know what kind of shocking plan this kid is planning in his mind.

The surroundings were very clean, with no traces of battle at all. In other words, the corpses had turned into corpse water and flowed in the passage, as if "healing" the wounds of the Three Saints' Prayer.

......

The Aquila-type terminator of the Imperial Army is the slowest, and the enemy's resistance is not so fierce now. The Achilles-type terminator rushes at the front, and he is behind.

After losing track of the Primarch, they carried out their original plan step by step. His mission was to head to the heavy firepower warehouse area and kill all the Word Bearers before the enemy activated some outrageous Chaos Tank.

He killed the attacking Word Bearers as he walked. The Silent Spirit Aura was within the Terminator's shield, which prevented ordinary artillery fire from destroying this treasure against the subspace. It was enough to make the offensive of demons and witchcraft bearable. .

The individual soldiers of the Forbidden Army are also very powerful, but there are more than twenty terminators in front of them, each of them is an enchanted warrior, which makes him feel a little tricky.

It feels like the task cannot be completed on time.

The Rasmus storm bolter fired with a dull sound, like an old war drum being hammered with horns, one after another.

The shattering sound of the Terminator began to pour into the ears of the Forbidden Army. The Word Bearers basically did not have the Indomitable Terminator. This backward armor seemed to the Word Bearers who had not been out much after the Great Rebellion to watch something of unknown meaning. Rubbish.

The opponent is also a cavalry type terminator, but a few rounds of Rasmus Storm bombs can destroy the shield. One shot can blast a large crater in the hard armor. The second shot falls in the crater and kills it. Dead driver.

If it weren't for the psychic shield that blocked some terrifying attacks, these terminators would have no chance to deploy.

The Skyhawk type is running, and his slowness is only relative to the Imperial Army.

Before the crazy demonic roar in the Word Bearer's body could finish shouting, Silent Spirit Halo's stance was already approaching them.

The psychic shield was instantly weakened, and the Forbidden Army was also under heavy pressure. That came from the alien creature on top of its head. For it, too much demonic power would not make it lose strength, but it would speed up its overload. .

What a good challenge, killing them is a timed mission.

The Yaojin power armor hung on his forearm, matching his tall figure, giving him an amazing aura.

After absorbing too much subspace power, the enchanted warriors' stature has increased by several percent. Some monsters are even taller than the Imperial Guards. However, during the violent charge of the Skyhawk Terminator, they actually subconsciously took a few steps back. .

But the steps stopped.

I seem to have remembered why I am here.

I think I'm a member of the Primarch Guard?

"boom!"

The Silent Spirit Halo sounded an overload alarm almost in a breath. Lorgar's powerful spell penetrated several decks and struck the Forbidden Army with one blow.

The dark torrent washes away this small golden reef. Amidst the stormy waves, the last position of the real world is crumbling.

The Imperial Army's tactical eyepiece flashed, and Lorgar's demonic face appeared in front of him in an instant.

"The slave of the false emperor."

The huge devil's hand grabbed the body of the Forbidden Army. As soon as the Forbidden Army thought, the Silent Spirit Halo flashed suddenly. The absolute reality made Lorgar feel sick, and the golden power claw was inserted into the heart of the Lord of the Word Bearers.

too slow.

In the turbulent waves, only the small shadow at the feet of the imperial army still had a steel form. Now, that is also broken.

There was a feeling of weightlessness, and the sacred flame separated the eyes of the Custodes from the disgusting face of the demon primarch.

"You have changed a lot, Guilliman. You were not like this before."

"I used to stand on the ruins of the perfect city and watch your pain tear your heart apart."

The Emperor's Holy Sword passed over the chest of the Aquila-shaped Terminator and struck at Lorgar's head. The Imperial Guard three seconds ago would never have thought that "Guilliman" was at his feet, and Lorgar was beside him. on the head.

Lorgar was actually startled. He knew that there were Imperial Guards here, and wanted to deal with these troublesome guys first, and then go to Guilliman.

"Didn't you bring your guards? Those little guys dressed like broomsticks."

Alpharius was speechless. Look behind you. There are no armors visible on those heirs. They are all human skins with runes written on them. You still have the nerve to criticize me.

As long as you have a thick skin, you can't break my defense.

What about the Holy Sword?

The sacred flame brought warmth to the Forbidden Army, and brought all-burning heat to Lorgar, just like the flames burning on the Perfect City.

"No, false emperor! You have to pay for everything you have done! You can never lie to me again!"

Alpharius's blow successfully hit Lorgar's body. He tried his best to avoid it and moved his chest away, but his shoulder was still pierced by the holy sword.

An eternal flame ignited on the Daemon Primarch's body, continuing to burn his wounds, reminding him at all times that you will die under this power.

Lorgar waved the flagpole of the battle flag, and the black and shiny ebony pole hit the holy sword hard, driving back Alpharius and the imperial army.

In the subspace, the more normal things are, the more terrifying they are. This flagpole is too normal. Something as normal as it is in the chaos and disorder should be the legs of the gorgeous bed in the palace of Slaanesh.

It's so hard that it won't break after being shaken for a long time.

Lorgar had some doubts in his heart. None of his actions seemed like Guilliman's, but time could change everything, and his days as regent might have also changed him.

The next moment, "Guilliman" took off his helmet, and Lorgar's anger immediately consumed his sanity.

The runes all over the body emerged from the darkness, some of them were blood red, and there were bursts of wailing from them. The cries of the psyker connected him to the chaos.

"Summon something, Luojia, otherwise you will be really useless."

"Hahaha~~~I really miss it,"

The body of the demon primarch was expanding, and the muscles all over his body were shaking crazily. He struck hard at the regent. The flags dancing in the air kept blowing the wind of chaos, trying to blow out the flames on the emperor's holy sword.

Alpharius shouted loudly to the imperial army: "I will kill Lorgar, you go and kill all the ants following him."

These words spread from this battlefield, almost throughout the entire ship, and all the surviving Astartes from the previous assault team burst into tears. They roared out of hiding, and the psykers burst out brightly. The light guides the transmission of the think tank brothers.

Angel heard it too.

His body was shaking. This was the first time he had seen a loyal primarch. He was so close, as if he was right in front of him.

"follow me!"

"For Ruth and Allfather!"

After the five-person team moved forward for a while, they found that they were the team closest to the original body because they followed the movement route of the imperial army. It was easy to find because there were corpses everywhere.

There are blood crows, and they are more or less running towards places with money. This comes from the traces of investigation engraved in their bones. The value behind them can be judged through the broken defense system.

He ran directly towards the heavy firepower warehouse.

Angel prayed while running. After the Rune Priest took a deep breath, he forcibly set off a subspace storm. Blood flowed from the corners of his mouth and eye sockets, condensing on his face in the ice and snow.

"Brother, I feel the call of the All-Father."

"In the name of the Emperor."

The storm is coming.

The chill came from afar, carrying endless murderous intent. Alpharius moved his sword very quickly to Lorgar's side, and a demon disguised as a Son of Horus Terminator jumped out from the demon flag behind him.

And the words of Saint Leth.

"Where are you! Guilliman, I'm going to die, where are you~" The archangel's voice was filled with weakness and disappointment.

"I dance on the ruins of the perfect city!"