Warhammer: Opening is a Crisis of Doom

Both sides have their own concerns.

Orcs are already a serious threat to the empire.

If there is an orc emperor, maybe there will be a terrifying force comparable to the human empire.

After thinking for a moment, Dante decided to target Magnus.

He has never experienced the era of the orc emperor.

At most, he also fought with those orc warlords.

Compared with the incomprehensible chaos, Dante believes that the behavior pattern of orcs is predictable and easier to deal with.

What's more, the empire is no longer what it used to be, even if there is a wild beast war again, it may not suffer a loss.

In the Battle of Barr, Dante also had a deep understanding of how terrifying the military strength of the empire is today.

The terrifying firepower of the extremely powerful imperial fleet can be described as brutal and unreasonable.

On the void battlefield, Dante felt that even the Necrons could not take advantage of it.

Besides, humans once defeated the orc empire with an emperor.

The Chaos Gods have never been defeated.

It is clear at a glance who is the greater threat.

Dante firmly believes that even if the orc warlord evolves into an orc emperor, humans can defeat it.

Magnus is a far greater threat.

Behind him is a Chaos God who is too powerful to understand.

Those terrifying existences cannot be understood from any common sense perspective.

If the other party is allowed to enter the real universe, who knows what kind of storm will be set off.

Perhaps, the entire galaxy will be dragged into the warp and become a paradise for Chaos monsters.

"Let's attack Magnus." Dante looked around the crowd and said, "We can't let the Lord of Changes come to the real universe. Those terrifying existences will drag the entire galaxy into the abyss."

Mephiston smiled, which was exactly what he wanted.

Several company commanders who wanted to support the Armageddon battlefield sighed, but they didn't express any anger. This was Dante's order, and they had to obey it.

"Go and prepare. Bring new recruits and various new weapons and equipment. This is the first battle of the Blood Angels' reorganization. I don't want any mistakes. We want to defeat Magnus and shatter his plot."

Dante's voice overwhelmed the humming mechanical sound and passed to everyone's ears.

Many company commanders, priests, and think tanks of the Blood Angels Chapter saluted him.

Then they left the palace, leaving Dante alone.

Dante closed his eyes and took a deep breath, staring at the statue of Sanguinius.

The noble face carved in stone became more melancholy and sad under the candlelight.

"When will we be able to reunite with you, Archangel." Dante said in his heart.

Guilliman promised to bring the Archangel back.

But he didn't say the exact time.

Dante also knew that it would not be easy to accomplish this, but he still felt that time passed very slowly.

If Guilliman hadn't promised, he wouldn't have had so many thoughts.

Dante sighed, turned and walked out.

The City of Angels stands on the surface of Baal, where the vegetation is lush and the people live and work in peace.

Outside the City of Angels, many places are still uninhabited wilderness.

Many technicians of the Mechanic Order have made changes to the environment of the entire Baal star, trying to make Baal a planet suitable for human survival.

However, Barr's desertification is so severe.

It is not that simple to completely govern this planet.

Even though a lot of resources have been invested, there are still many places that remain desertified.

Tiers and the others were performing tasks on a desolate red Gobi.

No one knows how that piece next door got there.

All I know is that before humans took control of this planet, those grotesque weathered rock pillars next door had already stood there.

At a glance, the empty cloudless sky meets the red Gobi horizon, and the two are clearly distinct.

There are abandoned old buildings everywhere in the Gobi, exuding a kind of sadness washed and defeated by time.

Tiers' team is clearing the area of ​​the remaining Tyranids.

The Zerg invasion has been foiled.

Under the multi-dimensional attack of the empire, the shadow caused by the will of the hive also collapsed, and the will also receded with the fleeing Zerg in a hurry.

But there are still some Tyranid creatures remaining in the Baal galaxy, active in the harsh environment, waiting for another counterattack by the hive will.

Those Tyranid creatures have extremely strong survivability and terrible reproductive ability, and they also have a strong autonomous ability.

Even without the will of the hive, these Tyranids are a great threat.

The Blood Angels must kill them.

Otherwise, after a while, the surface will be full of minions of Tyranid creatures.

This kind of task is naturally given to a team with newcomers like Tiers.

Grind them with this fight.

"Separate, use the No. 1 battle formation to move forward." Su Luns shouted.

Tiers started to run, and the servo system burst out with powerful force driven by his will, making his actions as fast as the wind.

Various messy details and target information are displayed on the mask in front of him, guiding his actions.

Accompanied by the roaring sound, the explosive bomb burst out of the gun barrel with flames, and the air was stirred up into ripples.

They hit the target and explode.

The yellow dust was engulfed by the explosion airflow and surged up.

Amidst the smoke and dust, the screams of unknown creatures can be heard.

Tiers' tactical data board showed a pale yellow outline.

The target is shown to be a monster with six limbs and a huge crown.

A monster fell in its own corrosive blood.

After struggling for a while, it became completely silent.

Kill confirmed.

A prompt popped up on the tactics screen.

Another warrior let out a growl, dropping his bolter and engaging a Tyranid creature in melee with a chainsword in hand.

The speed of the Tyranid creatures is very fast, but they are still a bit inferior to the Primordial Warriors.

After a fierce battle, the warrior used the chainsaw sword in his hand to break through the opponent's biological carapace, splitting the opponent's life in half.

Tiers fired two shots at the place where the tactical radar indicated that there was an enemy. One shot hit the enemy, and the other shot did not give any feedback.

"Damn bug." He said angrily, his red eyes showing anger.

Feeling a sense of crisis in his heart, Tiers jumped to the side.

A stream of burning liquid hissed at the position where he was just now, and the sandstone showed scorched black and corroded marks.

Followed by a piercing alarm.

A scythe-like sharp claw swung out suddenly, cutting off a rock directly.

The Zerg warrior failed to succeed in a blow, and let out a roar.

Tiers drew out his weapon and pressed the switch, and the monomolecular teeth of the chainsaw sword spun at high speed.

The weapons in the hands of Zerg warriors are very weird, Tiers is no stranger to them, they are symbiote weapons.

The weapon in their hands is also another Tyranid creature, growing together with the Tyranid creature.

With its own eyes, the mouth is a wriggling opening that can be closed.

Inside is a long, retractable mouthpart with sharp spikes.

As long as you are hit, the consequences will be disastrous

Before Tiers became an angel, he had seen these monsters killing people when he participated in the defense of Barr.

The mouthpart stabbed out suddenly, and took the life of a soldier in an instant.

Such symbiote weapons are very difficult to deal with, not only to deal with the slashing of Zerg warriors, but also to deal with the attacks of symbiote weapons.

The Zerg warrior roared, with hatred for Tiers in his eyes.

The biological carapace on its chest has been shattered, and bright green liquid continuously flows out from the damaged place.

The shoulder on the left upper shoulder was also blown off.

Tiers knew it was his masterpiece.

Although the two explosive bombs just now didn't kill the Tyranid creature, they also severely injured it.

The Tyranid warriors attacked, heavy footsteps shaking the ground.

Tiers gritted his teeth and went up to him. Taking advantage of the short gap, he pulled the trigger, fired the remaining three bolts at the opponent, and then threw the bolt gun away.

The explosive bomb hit the pouch of the Tyranid warrior's weapon, blowing away a large mass of flesh and blood, and corrosive liquid flowed out from the wound, corroding the ground in an instant.

The sand was dissolved, and white steam billowed out.

The symbiote weapon in the Tyranid warrior's hand let out a painful sound.

The peristaltic mouth opened, and the slimy mouthparts protruded, with a spike at the tip.

Following the slashing of the Tyrann warriors, they attacked Tiers together.

Tiers dodged an attack from the opponent, and the chainsaw slammed down.

Cutting off the heavy biological symbiosis weapon alive, it let out a piercing scream.

The Tyrann warrior's other sharp claw was extremely fast, and it changed direction in an instant, attacking Tiers.

A layer of transparent mask emerged, and the sharp claws of the Tyrann warriors bounced away.

The opponent's attack left only faint ripples on it.

Tiers didn't hesitate at all, his powerful nervous system made his reaction speed as fast as milliseconds.

He swung the chainsword in his hand and slashed at the Tyrann warrior.

Cut off the opponent's claws, and then stab the opponent's chest with a sword.

The creature's carapace was broken, and the high-speed rotating chainsaw made the Tyrann warrior scream.

Tiers pulled out from the opponent's chest, and then chopped off the huge head with a sword.

"I thought I had to help you." Su Lunce came over, bent down on one knee, picked up Tiers' gun, and handed it to Tiers.

"This body is very powerful, and Tyranid creatures are no match for me," Tiers said.

"It's natural. The power armor on your body, the tactical radar, and the original casting surgery you received are all much better than before." Su Luns said with a smile: "In the previous surgery to become an angel, there were a lot of failures. Risk. Your batch has a 100% success rate, just for this, you are already much luckier than the previous brothers."

While listening to the other party's words, Tiers loaded the ammunition for the bolter.

The sound of the engine of the suspended gunboat came from the air, and accompanied by the roar of heavy artillery, the Tyranid creature lair that was marked just now was covered by intensive artillery fire.

A huge explosion shook the desert, and the remaining Tyranids fell to the might of the Imperial guns.

A communication suddenly entered Sullens' personal database, interrupting him.

"After finishing this lair, we have to go back." Su Luns glanced at the information in the communication and said.

Tiers was puzzled, "Is it so fast this time?"

"There are new instructions. We have to report to the airport. The Blood Angels are preparing for an expedition," Su Luns said.

"What about the Tyranids in Nabar?" Tiers asked.

"They are no longer a threat, so let's leave it to the newcomers. They also need the first battle to sharpen themselves." Su Luns said with a smile: "Just like you, mature in the battle. In that case, When you join a bigger war, you won’t feel fear and timidity. The battle you fought is just a small test, Tiers, and soon, you will face the real enemy.”

"Let's go, go back, it's time to enjoy food and wine, maybe you can listen to the battleship of Ariel, and the story about the empire's regent beheading the orc warlord with his sword. He was there at that time and witnessed it with his own eyes."

"That's his favorite story. As a witness, he will repeat this story to us every banquet. We have already heard the calluses, but you should be very interested."

Tiers also smiled, "Then I really have to listen."

"Where is this place?"

Standing on the bridge, Jaghatai looked at the void filled with spears and shells and turned into a deadly zone, showing a trace of worry.

Two fleets are at war.

Who is the friend and who is the enemy is clear at a glance.

On the side of the hull and the position of the bow of the ships of the empire, golden double eagles are etched, shining brightly under the flashes of battlefield shells and light spears.

The ships of the Chaos side are the embodiment of horror and nightmare, with wriggling living tissues and tentacles everywhere on the huge hull.

Jaghatai wondered just how corrupt those ships were.

But he still felt a trace of grief in his heart.

The Emperor's dream was shattered.

Up to now, Chagatai has also fallen into confusion.

He knew that the Emperor's humanity was running low, and that humanity would soon face another crisis.

A crisis capable of exterminating an entire race.

At that time, where will mankind go? ?

The wild laughter of the gods echoed in this world, as if they were mocking that human beings could not get rid of the established destiny.

The long battle made Chagatai feel a little palpitation and fatigue.

No matter what I do, I feel that there is no way to defeat those original gods.

The battleship he was on was feeding back information on the battlefield to him, and was updating the star map database.

A purple scar runs the length of the galaxy.

Before he left, this scar didn't exist.

Obviously, mankind has encountered an unprecedented crisis.

In that scar, Chagatai felt endless malice.

It destroyed the galaxy and increased the influence of the gods in the real world.

Chagatai couldn't help but feel worried about the current empire.

He has been away for ten thousand years.

What does the empire look like today? ?

Corrupt, depraved, unbearable.

Chagatai doesn't doubt how bad human nature can be. It is very dangerous to entrust such a huge empire to the control of mortals.

Their short-sightedness and stupidity doom the race to repeat its mistakes.

"Who are you?"

A piece of information in the imperial standard format entered the database of the Chagatai battleship.

Several imperial ships were turning, heading towards the battleship where Jaghatai was.

The warships owned by Jaghatai and his followers have been in the Warp for far too long.

Even with the protection of a strong will, the ship will inevitably be distorted.

Their warships are like ghost ships from the age of great voyages.

Exudes a strange breath.

White flames radiated from the huge hull, and the speed was extremely fast, as swift as a falcon.

If it weren't for the golden double-headed eagle on the hull still shining brightly, I'm afraid it would have been attacked by the imperial fleet long ago.

"I am your ally." Jaghatai replied to the inquiring ship.

"Report your number, or do something to prove your words?" The other party sent another question.

After thinking for a while, Chagatai turned on the communication, and said, "I am Chagatai Khan, one of the Primarchs of the Empire, and your ally. Open your communication and verify my identity."

No one believed this to be true.

But it really happened.

The return of a Primarch was so sudden.

Numerous naval commanders who were in charge of the Void Battle in the Panduor galaxy watched Chagatai board the landing deck of the ship surrounded by many flaming warriors, with only horror and shock in their eyes.

Those warriors who burned with flames were like the bound warriors they had encountered, covered in flames, but did not burn anything.

Those flames can only harm daemons or creatures of the warp.

"You guys, who is the supreme commander?" Chagatai didn't care about the surprise in the eyes of those people, he asked the people in front of him relyingly.

"I, in the name of Guilliman, the Regent of the Empire, command this naval force, and I have a document signed by him in my hand." A sturdy officer with metal prosthetics and electronic eyes came out.

Chaghatai was stunned for a moment, the imperial regent - Guilliman? ?

Could it be that he has also returned? ?

It seems that after so many years, many things have happened in the empire.

But now is not the time to think about this.

Repel the forces of Chaos first, and then ask what happened to the Empire in the past ten thousand years.

"Very well, what's your name?" Jaghatai asked. "I need your help, in the name of my brother Guilliman."

"Taga, Lord Primarch," said the admiral, "Imperial Admiral, serving in the Ultramar Admiralty."

"Very well, Taja, can you tell me about the current battle situation?" Chagatai asked.

"It is my honor, Lord Primarch." Taja stretched out his hand, making a gesture of leading the way: "Please follow me, Lord Primarch."

The landing deck is not far from the Supreme Command Strategy Room.

After spending some time, Jaghatai and Taja entered the strategy room.

A holographic projection also appears.

"Currently, we are in the fringe world of Ultramar, the Pandor galaxy. It is very close to the Ghoul Stars, which is the headquarters of the Plague God. Many planets have been corrupted by the Plague God, and the residents there have become The minion of the plague god."

"More importantly, our destroyed ships will be transformed into their biological ships by the opponent. The longer the war lasts, the greater the number of enemies will make us very passive. We will have to withdraw for repairs if there is any damage. After the completion, we can continue to fight. The ground troops are also miserable, the plague rain, poisonous fog, and various walking corpses. The dead are continuously infected by the plague and become one of them. The more they fight, the more we can't If you dare to attack, you can only defend and fight the enemy in a war of attrition."

"Who is in charge of them?" Chagatai asked. "How much do you know about them?"

"It is said to be a demon primarch named Mortarion, a cursed name." Taja said: "We can only suppress their attack with strong firepower, and any attempt to frustrate their gang battles will fail. Already, the poisonous gas on the Perseverance and the power of the demon primarch make it impossible for us to break through, if it weren't for the complete defense system of the Panduo Galaxy, I'm afraid we would have lost this galaxy long ago."

Chagatai frowned slightly, and repeated the name of the enemy commander.

"Mortarion?"

"Yes, Mortarion," said Targa.

"Leave him to me to deal with. You are ready to fight back." Chagatai Khan stroked the hilt of the sword in his hand, and said firmly, "Believe me, this time, we will definitely be able to repel them."

Fortitude.

Mortarion felt a twinge of irritability at the news that another attack had failed.

Whether it is the void defense or the firepower of the ground troops of the human empire, they are too fierce.

In addition, there are several original foundry battle groups taking turns to sit in the Pan Duo galaxy.

And those guys don't talk about Wude.

As long as you see yourself, call in the Titan Mech and Knight Mech for backup.

Playing Perturabo's disgusting stuff.

Just use firepower to pile up people, and don't play close combat at all.

That bastard Guilliman has led people to hell.

If you don't fight in close combat, you must play fire coverage.

Mortarion considers himself a Primarch, ascended to Demon, and blessed by the Plague God.

But facing the siege of Titans and knights, he couldn't stand it.

It made him unable to break through.

Even though there are a large number of walking corpses, the battle is very aggrieved.

I can't even dance.

The ship shields of the Corpse Emperor's subordinates were so hard that they couldn't make a hole at all.

Even if a gap is made, the opponent's retreat speed is extremely fast, and they will soon retreat into their own camp, relying on the powerful void defense system to repair.

If he can't break through the Panduo galaxy, he won't be able to complete the established plan.

There is no way to corrupt the entire Ultramar.

"I can lead a team of sharp knives to break through." Mortarion said: "We can't delay any longer, we must open the situation as soon as possible, otherwise, I will become the laughing stock of Typhus."

"Will that be too dangerous?" said the adjutant at the side. "Not long ago, we detected an abnormal subspace fluctuation, which is likely to be the cursed army of the corpse emperor. If you act rashly, it is very likely to attract people"

"Hmph, what's so dangerous, as long as Guilliman doesn't come here in person, who would be my opponent to those lackeys of the corpse emperor? Relying on those shit living saints?" Mortarion said a little displeased: " If Guilliman doesn't come out, who is my opponent? They're all rubbish, let me find a chance, and I can blow them up with one hand."