Warhammer: Opening is a Crisis of Doom

"Another liar in the name of a dead man?"

Calgar's tone was full of sarcasm, "Admit it, your genetic father is long dead."

The other party looked directly at Calga with cold eyes, and did not show any excitement because of his words.

"You can continue to talk nonsense, but don't forget that the reason why you are here is because of me." The traitor who called himself Alpharius said, "The Ultramarines will always be played by the Alpha Legion between applause."

"Do you think you can lead us by the nose? The only reason I stand here is because I want to kill you. Make atonement for your crimes, Alpha, you are not worthy of forgiveness." Calga yelled, He raised his fist, and there was anger in his eyes.

"You don't know anything about our path, Calgar. One day, you will understand that everything the Alpha Legion has done is correct. What you have done is the biggest mistake."

"Your words are nothing but lies," Calgar roared, "you are nothing but lies."

"You don't know anything about Alpha," said the traitor who called himself Alpharius. "Have you ever seen a poisonous snake running through the hot sand? Have you ever caught a glimpse of them gliding under the surface of the sea? Their actions reveal incomparable Efficient, alert and graceful. The Alpha is the snaking serpent, seemingly going the other way but always moving forward.”

"You have been lost for 10,000 years, sinking in confusion and curse. We wereted everything in senseless wars, but we still insist on our identity and original intention, insist on the original will of the legion when it was created, and wait until the end of everything. Then you'll understand why it all happened."

"Then I guarantee that you will never see that day." Calgar snorted, "Even a syllable of a traitor's words is not worth believing."

"Using betrayal and loyalty to decide whether to trust others, this approach can only be said to be stupid." The traitor who called himself Alpharius said calmly and without the slightest emotion, "Alpha is a poisonous snake and an antidote. For Chaos, The same is true for the Empire. We are preparing for the end, while you are only fascinated by the small victory in front of you."

"Fire." Calgar said no more nonsense, arguing with traitors was a waste of time.

Only a dead traitor is a good traitor.

Calgar's order was issued, and the terminators standing behind him pulled the trigger instantly, and a storm of flames gushed out.

The gun barrel flashes intertwined with the explosive bombs, forming a firepower network that envelopes the entire hall.

Sitting on the throne, the traitor who called himself Alpharius was instantly swept by the wave of bullets.

When Calgar and the others shot and were about to shoot each other.

From behind the tall throne, two alpha warriors rushed out.

Holding heavy shields, they stood in front of the traitor who called himself Alpharius.

The crackling sound was endless.

The shield shone dazzlingly under the impact, and the dazzling white light instantly filled the entire hall.

Everything in the magnificent hall became a mess, and the precious sculptures were destroyed and became marbles scattered on the ground.

Smoke and dust rose.

Calgar was keenly aware of the approaching danger.

He instantly activated the power field of the glove.

Several warriors jumped out of the thick smoke, the rich indigo armor was inlaid with silver edges, and there was a Hydra pattern on the left shoulder plate.

They are all soldiers of the Alpha Legion.

They were hidden in the hall in a way that Calgar could not detect.

It was only at this moment that they suddenly launched an attack, wanting to end the most terrifying blow by Calgar and others.

An alpha warrior's chainsword stabs at Calgar's gorget.

Calgar raised his fist and smashed it.

After activating the Emperor's Angel template, his physical strength has been greatly enhanced.

The power armor has also been newly upgraded to fit his new body.

The oncoming chainsword was shattered by his punch.

The power fist hit the alpha warrior's head at once.

Under the blessing of the power field, Calgar smashed the opponent's helmet to pieces with one blow.

The traitor's head was blown out with a single punch.

"Fools," said Calgar, "don't think that it's the end of your days, traitors, just as it was before."

"You are augmented." The traitor who called himself Alpharius stood up, activated a power spear in his hand, and walked towards Calgar.

"This is the wisdom of the Primarch," Calgar whispered.

His pupils revealed a huge amount of data.

All the details about the battle of the self-proclaimed Alpharius appeared in his mind.

[Target: Human genetically enhanced mutants (enemies) belong to the Alpha Legion, traitors]

[Power spear, with a tearing force field, can cut any substance from the atomic level. 】

[The human body in the armor has mutated due to subspace pollution, please be careful. 】

[Comprehensive threat assessment, low-level (information is not comprehensive, this assessment is for reference only)]

The data interface of the Emperor's Angel template emerged in Calgar's eyes.

This is the gift of fully activating the Heart of Guilliman.

In the past, some people called space fighters demigods.

But they are only human after all.

And now, the Primarch paved another way for them.

The true demigod path, stronger strength, stronger physique, and more terrifying fighting skills.

Even compared to those traitors who had received the blessings of the gods, the fighters who activated Guilliman's Heart were not inferior in the slightest, enough to sweep away those idiots hiding in the warp. .

The only pity is that the Emperor Angel template needs to be activated by itself.

You need to stick to your soul and bottom line between life and death.

Only in this way can the full functions of Guilliman's Heart be activated and the Emperor's Angel template obtained.

Calgar once questioned his lord.

But Guilliman didn't explain too much about this, he just said that letting nature take its course and being able to activate fighters is naturally a good thing.

Cannot be activated nor forced.

Blindly forcing it can have dire consequences.

If the technology matures in the future, all the emperor's angel panels will be activated.

It is conceivable how terrifying the military power of the empire will be.

The traitor, who called himself Alpharius, rushed towards Calgar, waving a spear in his hand, leaving shadows in the air.

A Terminator bodyguard tried to stop him.

I saw the other party waving the power spear in his hand, which cut through the Terminator's armor in an instant, cut off his limbs, and set off a rain of blood.

"Overreaching," said the traitor who called himself Alpharius.

Calga's personal guards rushed forward angrily, but the other party was extremely agile.

When faced with a siege, he will choose to walk away, seize the opportunity, and attack from a very tricky and weird angle, chopping and stabbing like a butcher.

The spear that exudes the light of the power field, every time it strikes, it will pierce the throat of a member of Calgar's bodyguard in an instant.

"Your enemy is me." Seeing the enemy slaughtering his own guards like this.

Calgar yelled angrily.

He stepped forward and punched an alpha warrior who was blocking his way.

The heavy steel body flew more than ten meters and hit the wall heavily, causing cracks to appear on the wall.

And the traitor who called himself Alpharius had no fear, and with a spear in his hand, he flew like lightning, stabbing Calgar with a single blow.

The tip of the spear shimmered.

It was a perfect raid.

As one of the twenty original Chapters of the former Empire, their combat skills are the pinnacle of excellence.

As simple as a line drawn by a craftsman on a blank piece of parchment.

It was death, destruction and endless silence.

However, this terrible blow did not hurt Calgar.

His power fist swung away the killing blow.

A piercing sound came.

Bright silver light erupted from where the two weapons collided.

"Your genetic father will die in the Stone Fortress." The traitor who called himself Alpharius said, "This is my warning to you."

"You don't want to deceive me." Calgar roared, swinging his fists and attacking the enemy violently.

"All is true, and the Dark Angels will choose to stand against the Primarch in order to keep their secrets," said the traitor. "The laws of Caliban shall not be offended."

"They won't." Calgar's offensive became more and more violent.

The sound of metal impact came from their collision, and it became more and more intense, making people's eardrums ache.

The traitor who called himself Alpharius faced Calgar, who was strong enough to collapse a super-heavy tank.

The spear in his hand was like a poisonous snake, gliding in the air, easily blocking all attacks.

"Don't you want to know what the so-called Caliban regulations are?" said the traitor, "Now, you can still go and save your Primarch, at least you can stand on his side when he is facing the siege of the Dark Angels." beside."

"There is no power in the real universe that can hurt him." Calgar said, "Even the Dark Angels can't hurt him."

The traitor who called himself Alpharius smiled contemptuously.

"But what if it's an old god awakened? The secrets of the Stone Fortress are more terrifying than you can imagine, Calgar. A hidden ancient race, a sleeping old god, and a Dark Age weapon that can kill the Primarch, you Do you think Guilliman won't get hurt? If it's like 10,000 years ago, you won't have a chance to regret it, Calgar."

"Shut up, he's invincible," Calga yelled, and he punched him.

The traitor who claimed to be Alpharius tried to block with the spear in his hand, and the next second, he showed a horrified look.

Calgar broke his spear with one blow, and the power fist hit him, and the thick power armor was torn apart in an instant.

"It's so powerful." The traitor looked horrified at the broken spear in his hand, "The upgrade that Guilliman gave you is really powerful."

Calgar didn't let him continue talking nonsense, but made up a few more punches.

Relying on the power fist, Calga smashed the enemy's abdomen mixed with power armor to pieces.

Hot blood flowed from the wound onto the deck.

The surrounding air became blurred, like a cloud of warm mist.

"I'm not alone," said the traitor, "I'll see your genetic father in hell."

"To shut up."

Calgar punched the opponent's heart angrily, smashing it to pieces.

The traitor who claimed to be Alpharius fell to the ground, completely out of breath.

Losing their strongest combat power, the other Alpha fighters died quickly at the hands of Calgar's personal guards.

Calgar ordered that the traitor's helmet be taken off.

In a photo that was left in the top secret archive of the empire, a face that was 90% similar appeared in everyone's eyes.

"Another impostor." Calgar spat. "Clear the battlefield and see if there are any clues."

After a while, many guards had already completed the search.

There is no gain.

Without the help of the Alpha Legion, the mutiny on Planet Evans was soon over.

Those who vowed to overthrow Guilliman have also been turned out one by one, and they will be punished for the crime of betraying humanity.

The victory came soon, but Calgar's face was always very solemn.

Although he killed the guy who called himself Alpharius, the other party's words still took root in his heart.

Calgar has been fighting for more than a thousand years, and he knows many secret things about the empire.

The Dark Angels have been trying to keep some secrets, and because of these secrets, they have become bewildered and even crazy.

Several times these guys have shot at friendly troops in order to keep their secrets.

Once a team of Inquisitors captured a Fallen Angel.

A few days later, the judge and his entourage disappeared mysteriously.

According to follow-up investigations, a cruiser belonging to the Dark Angel once appeared in that area.

Calgar dared not guess what the consequences would be if the Primarch knew the Dark Angel's secret.

Nowadays, there are more and more opinions on Guilliman's reforms from all over the empire.

In the long run, these reforms will rejuvenate the Imperium of Man.

But in the short term, a large number of vested interests began to fight back together, forming a huge force against Guilliman.

Should the Dark Angels lay their hands on the Primarch, they would even have a corps of helpers.

Many dignitaries in the empire want the Primarch to die, this is not a lie.

Those dignitaries are all crazy for their own rights.

After thinking for a long time, Calgar issued a new order, handing over the right to command the fleet to his deputy.

The Victory Laurel was subsequently withdrawn from the capital city of Praal.

"Go to the Boulder Fortress." Calgar looked at the captain and issued a new order.

"My lord, this is not in line with our strategic mission." The captain looked confused.

"It's fine for the Victory Laurel to go alone. I need to consult the Primarch for some things, and the other troops will continue to move forward according to the established tasks." Calgar said.

"Understood, my lord," said the captain.

At Calgar's orders, a portion of the Primaris Space Marines were preparing to return to the Victory Laurel in gunships.

They need to follow Calgar to Stone Keep.

Ground floor of the airport.

Tactical Team Sebos is leading a team to wipe out the gangsters and mutants at the bottom.

These trash living at the bottom of the hive are no match for the Emperor's Angels.

After a burst of intense firefights.

An abandoned factory is full of dead bodies.

"Check it out." Saibos said to his team members.

Then, he looked aside, his comrades in Terminator armor.

That is Mosuo, his good brother.

They've been through hundreds of battles, all saving each other's lives.

I just don't know what's going on, since he went to perform the mission two days ago, he has become extremely silent.

Maybe it was seeing the terrible things those traitors did again.

"Another perfect victory." Sebos wanted to find some words to enlighten his brother, "The original will be happy for us."

"It is indeed a perfect victory." Mosuo looked at the loyalists who were scattered and said in a low voice, and then walked in front of Saibos.

"I have something to tell you," Mosuo said.

"What's the matter?" Saibos said with a smile on his face. He thought that the other party would open his heart and seek his advice.

But in the next second, a sharp blade sliced ​​across the throat of Cybers, who was defenseless.

Under this terrifying sharp blade, the thick power armor is like paper.

There was some kind of terrible toxin on the blade, destroying his self-healing ability.

Guilliman's heart was beating violently, releasing energy constantly, trying to stimulate the cells to heal the wound.

But Cybers was still bleeding.

The wound collapsed as soon as it healed.

"Why?" Saibos looked at Mosuo with disbelief in his eyes.

He wanted to see clearly the expression of the brother under the helmet at this moment.

Why?

Why kill him?

Cybers' tone is full of the weakness of dying and the pain of being betrayed.

He tried to ask more questions, but his vocal cords had ruptured, and blood gushed out instead of his words.

Sebos fell to his knees weakly, trying to grab Mosuo's power leg armor with one hand.

"I am not your brother, I am Alpharius."

The helmet was removed, and Sebos could see the face clearly, not his brother at all, but an alpha warrior.

It's just that the voices of the two are very similar, so he always thought that the other party was Mosuo.

Cybers regretted his carelessness and grieved for his comrades who died unknowingly.

He fell down.

And the alpha warrior looked at him with cold eyes, without too many emotional fluctuations.

Sebos' body was then dragged into the darkness.

Half an hour later, Sebos and Mosuo reappeared.

Only this time, they both wore helmets.

Just at this time, a voice came from the communication.

The Cybers team, who requested the completion of the mission, immediately returned to the Victory Laurel.

They will follow Calgar to Stone Keep.

"Received." Sebos said with a smile, "Our team will return immediately."

Mosuo was holding a box covered with weird patterns, and followed behind him.

After the team assembled, everyone left and returned to Calgar's flagship by transport boat.

The Victory Laurel turned away at Calgar's orders, leaving the aftermath of the Evans system to her second in command.

Calgar stood by the porthole, looking at his flagship far away from the starlight of the Evans galaxy, with serious brows.

No matter what, he must protect the Primarch.

It can never be like it was 10,000 years ago.

Even if it is to kill the Dark Angels for this reason, he will not hesitate.