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

The relationship between Khan and Malcador... is a bit awkward.

The relationship between the Khan and Horus was very good, mainly due to Malcador taking the blame.

Horus had seen quite a lot of hidden dangers in the Empire before he was corrupted, but he personally admired the Emperor very much. This led to the result that he believed that Malcador, the eternal man who had always been with the Emperor, had What a dark secret.

The Emperor is always just! Malcador, the scheming old man, must have some conspiracy he was hiding from the Emperor.

The Warmaster felt that Malcador was a bad guy who stabbed the Primarch in secret, and the Khan knew that those events were certainly decided by Malcador and the Emperor, but he did not say it out loud.

You have to smooth out your stubborn donkey.

So the friendship-enhancing chat sessions between Khan and Horus usually consisted of scolding Malcador together.

Later, after exchanging lives with Prince Nurgle Mortarion in the palace, Malcador and the Emperor rescued him. At that time, he truly realized the power of the Emperor and Malcador.

Khan has always felt a little guilty about the hero of the empire, Malcador, because when he was alive, Khan saw him only a few times (returning with Horus) and basically didn't give him a good look. When he asked Baiscar for help, his attitude was "Hello, the user you called is not in the service area..."

It was not until the Battle of Terra that Khan and Mortarion exchanged lives, and it was Malcador and the Emperor who saved him. At that time, Khan understood how terrifying Malcador was.

For the Khan, he believed that all the Primarchs owed Malcador something, but there was no chance of making amends.

As for the precious property that Malcador left behind...it should be beaten.

He has beaten the Gray Knights, is he still missing Yifeng?

Khan could only sigh at this time, "Have the Emperor and Malcador's backup plans reached 42K? We are not as good as him."

"Khan, our original mission was to support the Black Templars and launch an offensive against the Blackstone Fortress. I wonder if we should continue the mission now, or go directly to Terra?"

After hanging the Comoros behind, the flagship's flying speed became much slower.

"Go directly to Terra, that is my order."

The Khan did not know the situation in the Maelstrom, but he knew the Emperor.

The Emperor was a hot-tempered fellow who claimed to be patient but in reality only made things bigger.

What could be done in one year was compressed into one month. Everyone must have said that he was too impatient, but he expanded the work and forced things that took one hundred thousand years to be completed into ten thousand years.

Then no one will talk about him.

Live.

Who can survive him?

Khan's judgment was quite accurate. The Emperor took good care of the Black Templars and they were almost killed by the Red Pirates.

After Huron was taken away by Trazin, the Red Pirates were leaderless and were quickly defeated by the "continuous" attack of the Black Templars, but...

They did not want to abandon the Blackstone Fortress, thinking that one day they would wait until Huron returned to counterattack the fortress. When Khan drove out on the Comoros, the gate to the Webway did not close immediately, and a considerable number of the Red Pirate Chaos Warriors entered the Webway.

The loyal warriors did not notice this problem, and the fanatical warriors just thought that the enemy used Chaos sorcery to escape.

William followed the Khan's order without hesitation, while the Khan looked at him boredly.

Such a boring ship, how come there is no excitement at all when driving it.

The technology boss quietly came to his old position. Chagatai raised the corners of his mouth slightly, grabbed a strange art sculpture next to it, and slammed it upwards.

The Imperial Guard knew that he had been discovered, so he jumped with all his strength, kicked off the wall, and changed his position several times above.

Khan: I just watched your performance quietly.

Then hit him with a knife.

Khan drew the sword so fast that when William heard the sound of drawing the sword, the blade had already been re-inserted into the scabbard.

"It's been almost eleven thousand years, why is this still the same thing? Can't you prepare something else?" Khan spoke leisurely, and there was no trace of sadness or mockery in his tone.

The tech boss managed to remain standing, at least he didn't lose face. He was silent for a while before speaking: "We only consider the safety of my lord."

What are the Forbidden Forces doing? Of course it’s a daily question: Are you going to rebel today~~

Then they are always ready to respond to the Yi Feng rebellion, and of course they are always ready to respond to the Primarch rebellion.

But, how do you want me to increase the means to deal with the Primarch who has not become the Demon Prince? All the original bodies have disappeared in the past ten thousand years, so I can't test them even if I have them.

There were only a few weapons confirmed by the Custodes to be effective against the Primarch after the Heresy, and the strange gun now lying on the ground was one of them.

"I really don't know when you guys will calm down."

"We cannot confirm your current status."

Who knows whether you went to study in the Eye of Terror or played cards in the Webway. Khan has not explained what he was doing before, and the Custodes do not trust him.

William is quite trusting. Do you think my honor guard welcome ceremony is just for good looks? You may not necessarily say that the anti-psionic power is strong, but there are so many that even Angron would be stunned for a while.

Khan was calm and composed, a normal Primarch.

There was another forbidden soldier behind the technology boss. He also jumped down after Khan waved his hand, and the command room suddenly became crowded.

William carefully controlled the battleship, and there were White Scar-style artworks placed around it. Most of them were gifts given by Chapter Commander Morigan after meeting with us. He believed that those White Scar veterans would not send a bunch of rubbish here.

But Khan still glanced at all these treasures out the door without feeling distressed.

Khan "asked" the technology boss to completely wrap the entire command room with a holographic stance, and then transform the display screen here.

"Standing here is like standing in the starry sky."

Standing here, I am the light of the people, the whip-raiser of the boundless starfield.

A mortal standing here would only feel intimidated by the lifelike boundless starry sky, but Khan did not have this phrase in his dictionary. He stood here as if the owner of this starry sky was inspecting his territory.

The technology boss connected all the external detectors here. In the case of such a super-light jump, it is actually not suitable to do this. The surrounding environment is constantly flickering at high frequency, and one after another magnificent galaxies are flashing at different times. The scenery flew through Khan's eyes, and William felt a little dizzy just after standing here for a while.

The Astartes shouldn't be dizzy, and the Lyman Ear implants mean they will never get seasick.

This is the dizziness caused by excessive visual information hitting the brain.

The Janissaries and the Khan stood, and Jaghatai Khan asked William to go out in a very gentle tone.

Among the warriors in the red torrent, no matter how others' brats looked at them, they were pleasing to the eye, and no matter how they looked at their own brats, they always deserved to be beaten.

The original body stood in the command room for a long time. William didn't know what Khan and the Imperial Guards talked about. When Jaghatai Khan opened the door again, what he said was: "I think we should have a banquet."

Getting acquainted with the soldiers is secondary, the main reason is...

Khan couldn't hold it in anymore.

He hasn’t eaten anything serious in ten thousand years. You can’t imagine how unpalatable the Harlequin’s food is, nor how unpalatable the Harlequin’s food is.

For the Harlequin Troupe in the Dark Library, what lives deep in the library is not just a gangster who snatches books to read, he also rushes out every unknown amount of time to hunt. If he cannot serve food right away, he will be killed. Catch and eat.

This kind of story can be used to scare children.

In the end, every garrison soldier and the cooking team were like clowns, wishing that even their masks were made of big cakes.

Since the time when Khan comes out is not fixed each time, and he is in a hurry and cannot wait for the hot dishes to be cooked, for the proud Eldar, putting delicious food into the extra-dimensional fragments that preserve knowledge is simply an insult to them, so... ...

It's dry and tastes bad.

Khan's words spread throughout the ship at an incredible speed, and a storm of spices quickly blew up in the kitchen.

......

"Chef Tenos, look at what else you want to add." The chef's words were full of awe.

A middle-aged chef displayed a long menu, with the sound of chopping vegetables roaring behind him, and hundreds of chefs chopping vegetables together. The scene was quite spectacular.

Next, we will introduce a commonly used equipment in the empire that is very rare in Red Torrent, the servo skull.

As well as the Empire's total lack of, Red River bullshit chef-servant skull, Mr. Ternos.

Tenos, as the greatest chef of the Red Torrent, was highly praised when he was alive. Everyone admired his "diligence" and "study", but everything changed after the appearance of Kelan Wine.

To put it simply, the wolf group's strong demand for Kelan's wine overwhelmed Tenos, and he was determined to continue to improve on the original basis of the wine.

Everyone knows that what the wolf group calls fine wine is extremely poisonous to mortals.

Tenos inhaled too much wafting alcohol during his research, and his body quickly collapsed.

Before the hospital bed, he said that he hoped to obtain the highest honor for a mortal, which is also the greatest affirmation of a mortal's life's work, to become a servo skull.

There's absolutely no precedent for this, but our Techmarines did it, creating a stern chef servo-skull that flies around the kitchen.

He is continuing his life's work, which culminates today.

Feitian wore a chef's hat on his skull, and the color detection device installed in the hole in Tenos' left eye quickly confirmed the information on the menu. The red light turned into green light, and the war in the kitchen began.

He patrolled among the steaming smoke, and the aroma detector was placed on his mouth to replace the tongue he had lost forever.

Pots of delicacies are being cooked, and the pickle area is being consecrated like a holy place, where Kelan once fermented.

He monitors all the kitchen stations, sometimes opening his "skinny jaw" and controlling the small robotic arm to give the new chef a slap, and sometimes doing it himself to add some subtle seasonings to the soup.

He didn't know when his best friend would come back, but every meal was a possibility. When his brain was filled with loyal mechanical programs, he only left one trigger condition.

I left a message for Xiaolan.

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"Great Sage Kaul, with all due respect, is this too...crazy?"

"You don't need to call me the Great Sage, just call me Belisarius." Kaul's words were kind, but Yifeng was 100% sure that Kaul's appearance was a form of revenge, and it was revenge for the fact that he and Christina's appearance led to the election. The Martian Forge General (crossed out) lost its absolute advantage on the issue.

Yifeng is currently cosplaying with Victor.

The big chains tied around his body were no less than those of the unlucky Lord of the Dark City.

It was tied round and round, but in reality it was just two sections of rope that were separated to connect to the next candidate.

Now one end is empty, and the other end is connected to Ina. In other words, Ina is completely sitting on the iron chain in the air to perform stunts.

Further behind is another Bei Weijun who is tied up like a rice dumpling. He is wearing the first-generation fine gold battle armor, which is quite handsome.

Standing next to them were two warriors wearing third-generation adamantine armor. In Kaul's words: "This armor is so perfect and so beautiful that I couldn't bear to experiment with it from the beginning."

Omnissiah above, it is true that the aesthetics of the Mechanicus bosses gradually become abnormal as the level of flesh and blood decreases.

On the side, some servants were "temporarily" seconded here to assist the Great Sage Caul. For an experiment of this level on Terra, there must be surveillance by the Imperial Army, and they have not yet appeared.

What came was the exclusive servant of the Forbidden Army.

Have you ever heard of a servant who's more awesome than a Space Marine? Yes, they are...the reloading servants of the Custodes.

The Custodes' spears can be loaded with explosive bombs, and there is a team of servants who are dedicated to loading explosive bombs for them. They are powerful enough to throw the Custodes' spears filled with explosive bombs to the Custodes.

That's right, throw it, throw Yao Jin's spear over.

This group of servants was quite powerful and helped Great Sage Kaul straighten out the heavy spirit-transmitting chains.

"Okay, Belisarius... (the chain tightened suddenly)... Great Sage (the chain loosened a little), how do you plan to test it? It requires considerable psychic strength."

In the previous dozens of minutes, Yifeng experienced major accidents including: the machine soul of the approaching equipment collapsed, the psychic who was preparing to test fainted, and Ina was unhappy.

It is very difficult to find psykers in this world who can break through the defense of Yifeng's armor, not to mention the current state of the iron chain.

You can't resurrect Macha too much.

The Grand Master of the Inquisition could condescend to come forward, but it seemed that Caul had no intention of doing so.

"I invited a powerful think tank, Mephiston. You should have heard of his name, the chief think tank of the Blood Angels."

"Okay, Great Sage, can you let more warriors join this test? I think it would be better for the surrounding Beiwei soldiers to join together. By the way, is the senior nun from the Sisters of Silence available? I think This is a good opportunity, it’s time to get acquainted with them, this is quite..."

The moment Yifeng heard Mephiston's name, he felt that Belisarius Call...

This old man wants to kill me.

Mephiston, that is a think tank that can set off micro-warp storms, and may even be the most powerful "mortal" in the galaxy.

The other Blood Angels only knew that he was a powerful think tank who had successfully overcome the Black Rage and Blood Thirst, but Yifeng knew a little more.

Then what he has is the essence of the original body's subspace.

When he was undergoing Primaris transformation, he had a dream. Holy Leth, Holy Lenno, and the violent dark angel incarnations representing "Black Rage and Blood Thirst" came to him and asked him if he was willing to completely control Blood Thirst and Black Thirst. With the power of anger, he became a dark version of Holy Lenno.

Mephiston agreed.

Theoretically speaking, he is the "god" of all Death Company warriors, a super strong man who possesses part of the subspace essence of the Primarch.

Belisarius Call gave him no chance to react, and neither did Mephiston.

He was a warrior with an unfriendly face. His hair color was between blond and white grey. The wrinkles on his face appeared as his expression changed. Countless battle scars made his face a bit weird, but the most eye-catching one was Or his teeth.

Like the big mouth of a werewolf warrior, like the bloodthirsty fangs of the Night Lord, it looks like a demon maintaining human form.

There is a red light in the pupils of the eyes, which is condensed on one point and looks particularly penetrating.

"I have admired you for a long time, the Chapter Leader of Red Torrent."

"I have heard of you for a long time, Mephiston Think Tank. On behalf of all the Red Torrent warriors, I would like to say hello to the Blood Angels and say hello to Saint Les."

This powerful think tank actually didn't see Yifeng clearly, because he was now wearing a helmet and was tied with iron chains.

When Mephiston did not enter the violent state of psychic energy, he still maintained the wind of a Holy Blood Angel, "You don't seem to be in a good condition, Brother Yi... Brother Feng, are these devices installed completely correctly?" Sage."

Yifeng answered before the great sage, "Correct, unmistakable, accurate... Great sage, tie it up a few more times, it's okay, I have been familiar with it for a long time, it has been since the first battle in my service." Like this, don’t worry, tie it up hard..."

After a while, Yifeng's body was completely invisible, and Call signaled Mephiston to start.

Ina also became serious and sat upright.

Mephiston began to brew a terrifying psionic tide. Even if he did not use the power of the original body, he was still very powerful. The condensed psionic mass could make mortals fall into coma just by looking at it.

In the far distance, the Prince Regent raised an oversized telescope and began to observe Kaul's experiment during his spare time while reviewing the memorial. In his field of vision, the loaded servants of the Imperial Army were retreating.

Don't ask why it's done in the open air, there's nothing Mephiston can't do except what you can't think of.

After condensing for a long time, the surging spiritual energy suddenly pushed forward and flew rapidly towards Yifeng.

Kaul's clone leaned next to the last adamantine warrior and frantically connected himself to the network.

This action was so amazing that even the adamantine warriors on the side were trying to push the great sage away.

The arrogant Belisarius Call has absolute confidence in his own skills, and all his previous actions were just doubts about Christina's work.

The psychic ball was greatly suppressed during its flight, the ball shrunk a bit, and then sank into Yifeng's armor.

In an instant, the inside of the armor became slightly hot, and every bone of the Intouchables felt strange. Spiritual energy flowed on the surface of the armor, and only the innermost black stone was as stable as a mountain.

Yifeng didn't feel any discomfort. Instead, the anti-psionic power that had suppressed him for a long time faded away, making his brain feel a little more relaxed.

Psychic energy flows rapidly along the chain, and Kaul's work is as reliable as ever.

...Give Ina a perm.

Hey, hot ass!

The iron chain burns my crotch!

Ina changed her position, lying on the suspended iron chain, hugging it, like a lazy sloth.

The adamantine warrior behind did not show anything special. He seemed to have seen a vague illusion, but it was not serious.

The psychic detector on Call's body responded, happily collecting information, and shouted to Mephiston, "Increase the intensity."

Mephiston heard this and summoned more psychic powers.

The powerful force caused a forbidden soldier to appear on the high wall, and a fierce confrontation was taking place in the old Pacific site, between subspace and the real world.

Mephiston walked further, away from Yifeng, and the power he gathered killed everything around him. Only a little leaked out. The head of the servitor standing next to him exploded in an instant, and his whole body was twisted into Before Mephiston launched the offensive, these poor flesh and blood had been twisting and floating in the air, turning into molecules and then reorganizing.

This was a dazzling light, and for the first time, Yifeng felt that there was an unshakable wave in the world.

The psychic energy pushed against Yifeng's armor and completely destroyed the surrounding fixtures. Yifeng was spinning in the air like a top, and the iron chains on his body were untying in circles.

He saw the roar of Saint Leth, a crazy scene that could only be seen before the enemy died. The anger came to him, lingering and never ending.

In the midst of the psychic craze, Yifeng gradually stopped turning. It was not that he gave up struggling, but that the constant untying of the iron chains finally freed his limbs.

With his legs firmly planted on the ground, Yifeng just smiled contemptuously in the face of the terrifying psychic illusion.

Mephiston sensed Yifeng's tiny facial expression in an instant, and he was furious.

Yifeng's smile contained sarcasm.

Holy Leth, you are powerful, you are perfect, but you still succumb to psychic prophecy.

Before Conrad Coates was assassinated, he had a mental breakdown. Do you know why? He realized that the dark future he predicted could be changed, and he successfully changed his dark fate.

At that moment, the Primarch thought a lot.

And I, from the beginning, wanted to speculate on these bullshit prophecies.

Mephiston didn't know what Yifeng was thinking, but he felt the Red Torrent Lord's mockery of black rage and blood thirst.

Reason is eating him away, and repeated use of the power of Darkening Saint Leth will make it increasingly difficult for him to control his blood thirst and black rage.

A slight whine brought him back from his thoughts.

He saw that the Silent Sister was trying very hard not to speak, and she had one hand free to use sign language.

Even the eighteenth generation of our ancestors were scolded.

It's going to burn!

It's going to burn down!

Forced hair removal, right? Take off your whole body, right?