Warhammer: Opening is a Crisis of Doom

"Does this make you angry?"

Jaghatai swung Mortarion's scythe away with the long knife in his hand, with contempt and mockery in his tone.

Mortarion spread his wings, and the blessing of the Plague God surged in his strong and powerful body, making his speed reach the extreme in an instant.

The sickle in his hand turned into an endless afterimage, and he chopped out thousands of attacks in an instant.

"You will die here, Jaghatai, I promise you."

Chagatai's speed was also brought to the extreme, and a pair of wings appeared behind him.

A pair of eagle wings represents extreme speed.

Chogoris' warhawks are always chasing speed.

He firmly believes that his speed can defeat fate, and the scimitar in his hand can cut through the throats of all enemies extremely quickly and end their lives.

"I said you can't do it, Mortarion. You are as incompetent as ever, and you have never succeeded in anything. You have not even completed the unification of your own planet, and you have lost your dignity and been sold by your subordinates. God of Plague, you're just a sad, unlucky bastard."

Terrible shock waves rippling between them.

Jaghatai parried every blow from Mortarion flawlessly.

His words struck Mortarion's nerves, making him even more angry.

It's a humiliation, a naked humiliation.

"You are just a slave of the gods, but I am a pursuer of freedom." Jaghatai's words were cold, and the blade in his hand was as fast as thunder. Mortarion blocked it with the sickle in his hand, but his whole body was shaken by this heavy blow. Backed away abruptly.

"There is no difference between us. You serve the father, and I serve those ancient primordials. Both are the same. Haven't you heard the echo of the emperor's song? How long do you think it will take for that god emperor to be born?" Mo Tarion grinned grinningly, dark phantoms hovered around him, and a strange thick fog spread out around him.

They are all Primarchs.

All champions of terror who have fought against aliens.

He also killed those huge alien beasts.

They all killed countless powerful enemies during the Great Crusade, destroying those civilizations that dared to raise the flag of resistance.

Although there are differences between the two, their strengths are almost the same.

Mortarion was blessed by the gods, and Jaghatai knew what he was.

Their battle is hard to tell.

"Difficult as ever," Mortarion whispered, the scythe in his hand radiating a hideous evil.

"You can surrender. You are not an important person anyway, and no one will care whether you are captured." This time, Chagatai took the lead in launching the attack.

His knife is much faster than the world imagined, only the afterimage can be seen.

Mortarion was extremely annoyed in his heart, and the giant scythe in his hand slashed at the opponent's only path, and the abominable warp evil energy shot out from the silence, rolling up a cloud of ashes, mixed with dust.

"You will never match my speed, Mortarion," Jaghatai taunted, his words another weapon, hammering at Mortarion's inner defenses.

Chagatai's combat skills are brutal and rough, and the sharp blades are flying like stars, and as fast as a storm.

Every blow carried the momentum of splitting mountains and seas.

Mortarion could only defend passively, unable to counterattack by Chaghatai's swift attack.

"Do you think you are more noble than I am?" growled Mortarion, struggling to draw power from the Warp.

His reaction speed is a bit slow compared to Jaghatai, but his toughness is impressive.

If other people had been hit by him now, they would have collapsed long ago, but Mortarion could still maintain his composure.

His stamina regenerates quickly in battle.

All blows are absorbed.

Jaghatai's blade sliced ​​through Mortarion's armor and across his body, but there was no sign of pain on his face.

Mortarion's tenacity is legendary, as is his ability to absorb blows.

Each Primarch has its own characteristics.

And Mortarion's characteristic is tenacity.

He has an extraordinary ability to endure suffering.

After becoming a demon, this characteristic is infinitely magnified.

Today's Mortarion is no longer what he used to be, and has long since broken free from the shackles of reality, becoming distorted and weird.

Warp energy surged through his veins, flowing beneath his heavily mutated skin.

Ordinary attacks could not take his life, nor would he suffer serious damage.

"I am naturally nobler than you. Admit it, Mortarion, you are a waste. You lost your legion and became a slave of the gods. It is a sad thing that Typhons can step on you."

Jaghatai struck again like a storm, and his eyes showed determination. If necessary, he could fight Mortarion to the end of the world.

A hunter should not only have speed, but also endurance.

Only by persisting longer than the prey can the hunt be successful.

Jaghatai's words hurt Mortarion, and the scythe in his hand forced Chaghatai back, and he retreated into the demon tide.

"I cannot defeat you quickly, but I can bring you down here, Jaghatai," said Mortarion in a low voice. "You fight alone, and I have help."

The plague warriors and the mighty daemons of the tide came to Mortarion's side.

Obviously, Mortarion gave up the idea of ​​fighting alone.

He just wanted Chagatai to die, and it didn't matter what method he used.

"You will be cast aside, traitor." A faint voice interrupted Mortarion's haughty speech.

Andy limped over, the exoskeleton humming on her body.

The jumping arc of the specially customized power sword crackled in the air.

She stood beside the primarch.

"A hero of the Empire is never alone."

Mortarion's countenance grew even uglier at the sight.

Chagatai showed a smile, "Even mortals despise you, Mortarion, how pathetic you are. Besides, whoever gave you the information that I am alone, you must know that you are not the only one who can call for help in this world, I can also."

A flash of light lit up behind Jaghatai, disturbing the heavy fog.

Heavily armed Primaris warriors came out of it. Their eyes were full of anger, and the weapons in their hands danced with terrifying arcs. They could no longer restrain their inner desire to kill, eager to fight for the regent of the empire.

In addition, there are also a group of warriors burning with flames all over their bodies. They have bodies that mortal creatures have never had, and the weapons in their hands are burning with the fire of will, which is the most effective weapon to expel demons.

They are followers of Jaghatai, partly the White Scars warriors who followed him, partly heroes of the Empire lost in the Warp.

"Today, you will suffer death." After Chagatai finished speaking, he jumped high and swung the long knife in his hand again, sweeping everything with such a fast speed.

The soldiers under his command also rushed into the demon tide with him.

The fight between the two sides became intense in an instant.

The Imperial warriors separated the Tide from Mortarion, creating an environment for the two to duel.

Chagatai already had the chance to win in his heart, and he tried his best in every blow, so he didn't have to worry about the future problems at all.

In the endless void, the human empire still has an unparalleled army, and they are destined to win today's victory.

Chagatai's state of mind at this moment is also completely different from the state of mind of the old battle on Terra.

In the battle of Terra in the past, the empire was in a weak position, and several battles between him and Mortarion were carried out under the siege of traitors.

In such a situation, only an absolute lunatic can give up everything to fight.

Jaghatai wasn't crazy, so he couldn't give up everything to fight.

He is the Primarch, and his survival is at stake for Terra's defenses.

Now, the Empire is in a strong position.

If it weren't for relying on the subspace and using weird witchcraft, the cultists in the Panduo galaxy would have been defeated long ago.

Chagatai naturally dared to give it a go without any scruples.

His attacks became more and more smooth, and he did whatever he wanted, and the power on the blade became stronger and stronger.

Mortarion could only defend passively.

At this time, the dark clouds were illuminated by the shining light, and the bright spear of light fell from the sky, instantly erasing the demons and traitors within hundreds of meters of the landing point.

Under the guidance of ground forces, the defenders of the hive capital were bombarded by orbital ships.

The High Command has been preparing for this counteroffensive for a long time.

They used various schemes to trick the Plague Ships into low-Earth orbit, allowing the Imperial fleet to take control of low-Earth orbit.

Mortarion was a little flustered when he saw that the light spears smashed the demon tide, and the ground troops of the human empire began to advance steadily again.

He had vowed to capture Pan Duoxing before, but now the situation seems a bit bad.

If he loses, Typhus will probably mock him again.

While Mortarion was distracted, the blade in Jaghatai's hand pierced his defenses and pierced his bloated flesh.

Mortarion let out a painful sound, swung the scythe in his hand, forced the opponent away, and then staggered back a few steps.

Chagatai still stands proudly, his eyes are like the eyes of an eagle, extremely terrifying.

He leaped forward, and the long knife in his hand was aimed at Mortarion, who was beaten back in a hasty response.

"Damn it." Mortarion knew that this time, he lost.

After the shoulder was severely injured by Chagatai again, he used the sickle in his hand to force the opponent away, and stepped back a few steps, and a thick green fog engulfed him.

Chagatai split the thick fog with a long knife in his hand, but there was no trace of Mortarion.

"Coward." Chagatai said in a low voice, "but where can you go? I will hunt you down to the ends of the earth."

After a while, several battleships rushed out of the empire's void defense line and rushed towards the bloated Fortitude.

Jaghatai returned to the ship and launched a pursuit of Mortarion.

This time, he was going to bring the damned guy back to Terra.

Wherever Mortarion went, he would take this one back.

At Mortarion's urging, the Endurance turned and leaped into the Warp, with Jaghatai's warship close behind.

The departure of Mortarion, the leader, caused chaos in the Plague Forces of the Pendorian galaxy.

Several war lords have declared that they have control over the army, causing all parties to be unable to coordinate and can only fight on their own.

Originally, this army could only rely on witchcraft and Mortarion's command to fight back and forth with the imperial army.

Now, Mortarion had fled, and the several warbands involved in this war were at odds with each other and fought separately.

It was scattered by the empire's massed forces, and the army was defeated for a while.

The power of the void was frustrated, and the performance of the ground troops was even more embarrassing.

Orbital bombing, artillery coverage.

The followers of Jaghatai and the Emperor's Angels joined forces to drive out those mighty demons.

The remaining cultists and imps were not a problem at all, and were crushed to pieces by the imperial forces.

Soon the Imperial double-headed eagle banner was flying on the battlefield.

The minions of the plague god fled howling.

Andy rushed to the front with a power sword in his hand.

Those cultists who dared to stand in the way were beheaded by her sword.

"For the Empire, for Guilliman," she shouted.

Countless voices responded to her cry, and for a moment, it was deafening.

The horrific battle cry made the surviving cultists crumble with fright.

In the underground cavern of the alien engineering base in the Moore galaxy, there was an endless roar.

Those huge machines that look like hills are running day and night, vibrating the thick rock formations, and you can feel this rhythm even if you are standing on the ground.

The plasma energy piles installed in the ground beat rhythmically, and the energy cables were like thick black giant snakes, which were fixed on the walls or randomly placed on the ground of the cave, winding to connect those huge machines and providing them with With stable energy.

Numerous towering devices are continuously formed, interspersed with countless panels and gauges that are actively reading.

Several huge brains are placed in the center of the equipment group, making beeping sounds and calculating the data flow generated by equipment interaction.

Those data streams are extremely terrifying, and the data stream generated in just one nanosecond is enough to burn the brain of a normal person

A large number of mechanical priests observe the data of the scale day and night, monitoring the running status of the divine brain.

Make sure nothing goes wrong with this gigantic piece of machinery.

Galileo could not see these complex machines, nor could he see the tortuous truth behind the tunnel construction project. .

as an ordinary worker.

His daily routine is to work, eat and rest, and the cycle repeats.

This kind of dull work has been going on for a long time, which made him a little numb.

Repeat the same steps every day.

If the salary was not enough and the benefits were good enough, he probably wouldn't be able to support himself.

Daily work, as always, is full of weirdness.

There are mysteries everywhere.

But those people never explain this.

Galileo vaguely felt that the tunnel project was not simple, and there were huge secrets hidden behind it.

It may have something to do with some demons, chaos and the like.

As a resident of a new era of imperial regency, Galileo knew something about demons, chaos.

Of course, what he knew was limited to what he knew from the imperial textbooks.

For example, Chaos is the eternal enemy of human beings or something.

All gods are evil except the Emperor.

Gods are empty things like paper tigers with no real content.

Many of the things in the textbooks are just a taste, and they just classify Chaos as an evil enemy.

Humanity must unite tightly to defeat chaos.

Galileo believed that the tunnel he participated in building also involved some special existence of chaos.

After finishing his day's work, Galileo washed his body with his share of water for the day.

From the drawer in his residence, he took out the notebook he usually used to practice calligraphy and record things.

He flipped through the date of the original diary entry, which was written ten years ago.

That means he has been here for more than ten years.

It's been an extremely long time.

It's been so long that people almost forget the past.

The tunnel was opened deeper and deeper, and the dormitory they lived in was also moved from outside the tunnel to a rest station inside the tunnel.

In the long tunnel, one rest station after another was established.

Miners and technicians rest at rest stops after work is done each day.

On the second day, we will start from the rest station to maintain the equipment and continue to widen the tunnel.

The content of Galileo's work has not changed in any way.

Dig tunnels and install those intricate machinery.

The number of miners is increasing every year, and there are more and more workers around Galileo.

Today, there are more employees at a rest stop than there were miners in the past.

Of course, over the years, many miners have been replaced for violating the tunnel code.

After the Inquisitor took them away, Galileo never saw them again.

Anyone who violated the code was taken away, some directly executed in the Emperor's name.

This rest stop where Galileo rested is currently the most cutting-edge rest stop.

It is very huge and took a long time to build.

The rest station has several areas such as energy area, training area, and rest area. Each has its own responsibilities and maintains an internal cycle.

The entire rest stop is sealed and protected by a massive force field.

No one is allowed to step out of the protective range of the force field without protective equipment.

The guy who did that last time was shot and killed by the rushed judge.

There is no opportunity for defense, and there is no trial process.

The body was sent to the cremator that same day, and was sent away by the Anglican priests.

With the extension of the tunnel, the empire has used trains to transport people between the various rest stations.

Simply walking is a waste of time.

According to some experienced miners, the force field protecting the rest station is called Geller's force field, which is used for ships to sail in subspace and prevent the invasion of some non-human monsters.

Galileo was full of confusion. Why did he use the Geller force field at the rest stop?

No one answered his question.

Those senior commanders are very secretive about this, and no one is allowed to talk about these things.

Galileo did not dare to search for the truth too much.

He was afraid that he would be targeted by the judge like those people.

Galileo looked through the content he had written, and the most detailed one was about the safety rules of the rest stop.

There are codes for construction, rest, train operation, everything inside the tunnel.

Violators will attract the wrath and punishment of the Inquisitor.

Don't try to hide the secret for those who violate the code, that will only lead to your own death.

Judges won't talk about any evidence. As long as they have doubts, they will take action quickly and never leave any hidden dangers.

After several years of exploration, Galileo found out a rule, that is, if you are not required to do it in the code, it is best not to do it.

Even if you see your boss lying on the ground dying, you can ignore it. If the other party gets in your way, you can still manipulate the engineering mecha to step on him, and step on his shit.

The Inquisitor will not dispute this and will not hold anyone accountable.

If some sycophants went to rescue them, what they would receive would definitely not be a reward, but a crisp explosive bomb.

The kind that can't find all the dead bodies once it's sent into the soul.

Galileo revisited the staff rules of the rest station that he had copied.

[The Holy Emperor above, according to the glorious and eternal human empire, the executor of the great emperor's will, the power of the imperial regent. You have been conscripted, and from now on, you will be stationed at the rest station of the Emperor's Light, and you will not be allowed to leave without the permission of the great man - the Regent of the Empire - Guilliman.

Anyone who flees without permission will be charged with treason, genocide.

In the name of the Holy Emperor, in the name of the Great Regent, your duty is great.

The day when this tunnel is successful is the day when mankind can enter a new era.

Never question the importance of this tunnel, or self-doubt and confusion.

Every tunnel work developer must abide by the following regulations. 】

Don't talk about anything out of the ordinary at the rest stop, and if you can't help it, seek help from Anglican priests and nuns. (They'll make you drink holy water and make you sing the Emperor's Song a dozen times.)

The front is the rules of the rest stop, and the back is the complaints written by Galileo himself.

He originally wanted to take the opportunity of talking to those beautiful nuns.

As a result, she was forced to be baptized, drank holy water, and forced to sing in public.

It is simply the scene of a large-scale social death. Of course, Galileo is not the only one who has enjoyed this kind of treatment.

Most of the miners here have enjoyed it.

Don't try to leave the rest stop without the help of the train, if you see someone trying to do that, please report it in time, and the appropriate personnel will deal with it. (everyone who tries to do that dies)

No matter what the situation is, please stay with your colleagues as much as possible, and don't talk to any inexplicable voices. If you find such symptoms, please contact the medical department for treatment in time. (Treat the symptoms early, and the calf will be over if it is too late, and the judge will send a gun.)

Only images such as the Imperial Double-headed Eagle and the State Prayer can be included on the uniform. Excessive personalization will not be permitted, nor will any visible numbers appear on the uniform. (If you see a number appearing inexplicably on a piece of clothing, don't continue to wear it. The judge never listens to any explanation.)

Everything in the rest stop has a name, and try not to use numbers if you can. When you have nothing to do, you can play games or chat, and don't read any numbers silently. (it's a hassle to do this)

If you find that your colleagues are reciting numbers or writing numbers silently, please report them immediately and stay away from them, and don't listen to any of their words. (The judge personally presented a bomb)

The daily work content will be released during the assembly, and will be recorded and saved. If you have any questions, you can ask them during the assembly. In addition, any work that anyone asks you to do is superfluous, so ignore it. If the other party threatens you, you can report it, and the judge will solve the problem. (Ignore the so-called boss, he can't do anything to you.)

Under any circumstances, try not to be alone, let alone hide in a corner, and talk to your heart. (There will really be a voice to answer you.)

All the buildings in the Imperial rest station are made of metal and cement without any flesh and blood tissue. If you see these flesh and blood tissues in the rest station, please report it in time. (Don't touch it, it's disgusting.)

If a colleague keeps muttering something you don't understand or acting weird, report it immediately, he may not be the person you know anymore.

Prayers can only be performed under the leadership of the state church priest, and any private prayers are not allowed. Once you find out, you will be responsible for the consequences. (The judge will open the door to send warmth)

There are also many rules, maybe there is something to worry about, and the serial number is not marked, and there are not even symbols representing numbers.

The remarks that follow are the valuable experience Galileo has accumulated over the years.

The dangers of the tunnels are unknown, and it's best to follow the rules if you want to survive.

Those who know the secret keep the secret, and Galileo pretends not to be curious as much as he can.

He just writes these confusions on paper.

Perhaps, one day, he will be enlightened and know the truth behind all these strange behaviors.

After writing down the content of today's work, Galileo turned on the personal projector on the table.

A shimmering screen appeared in front of him.

Reports from the Daily Empire will also appear here.

Of course, it is filtered.

However, it was still enough for Galileo to understand the situation outside.

As always, the Imperial Regency has won numerous victories.

Demons, aliens, and rebels were all destroyed by him.

Reporters of the Imperial Daily have captured him in battle.

In addition to these reports, there are reports on this aspect of empire building.

[Empire’s first small universe engineering research project has been officially established. Regula, a mechanical sage from Mars, expressed his firm determination in front of the reporter of the Empire Daily. He will overcome all kinds of difficulties, create the first small universe of the empire, and create brilliant miracles]

[The Ark Spirit Clan released goodwill again. Under the guidance of the Regent of the Empire, the relationship between the two races made another breakthrough, starting a new chapter in the cooperation between humans and the Spirit Clan]

[The Military Department of Terra made a speech on the invasion of the Norwalk Space Necromancer Dynasty. The imperial army is not afraid of any challenge, and will definitely make the other party pay the price to defend the majesty of the empire]

[Mars published a summary, and the productivity of the empire reached a new high]

[Imperial Prime Minister-Penny inspected many star fields and gave a speech. Under the leadership of the great empire regent, mankind is expected to build the empire into a powerful civilization with highly advanced technology, highly wealthy economy, and highly rich humanities within a hundred years]

The news in the Imperial Daily is all about the achievements of the Empire.

Galileo read them all and gained a little understanding of the situation outside.

The empire is still developing at a high speed, but the threat posed by foreign enemies should not be underestimated.

"Still watching the news?" The colleague in the dormitory looked towards Galileo, "Why don't you come and play games with me. Recently, a game in which Necrons must die was released. It's really fun."

"No, I'm not very interested in games." Galileo shook his head and refused.

"It's boring to watch the news every day." The colleague shook his head and said, "Besides, you see, it's useless. We're all here, who knows when we'll be able to get out."

"I heard that it's coming soon. I heard from a mechanical priest when I was working last time that we are about to dig the first section of the road." Another colleague lazily turned over and said, "After the first section of the road has been dug, we should Will give us a long vacation."

"This tunnel has been dug for so long, what kind of scene do you think it will be?" said the colleague who played the game.

"Why do you care about those things!! Learn from my life truth, the money is in place, and you don't care about other things, so that you can live comfortably." The colleague who slept late said: "I made an estimate. According to my current income and status, After going out, he will be a small rich man. Labor and management want to buy a piece of land, the latest suspension vehicle, and a spaceship. The days to come will be happy. Labor and management will take the money and throw it in the face of that stinky woman to let her know, Young master, I can also get ahead."

Galileo closed the notebook and put it in the drawer.

"Is the news confirmed? Is this tunnel really fast?"

"What those mechanical priests said, they talked in binary language, and there was no encryption. I just found out about it by turning on the translation mode of the thinker system on my engineering armor." said the colleague who was sleeping late .

"That's a good relationship. We can go home when the tunnel is cleared." The colleague who played the game also showed reverie: "I won't buy land and spaceships anymore, I will build a game dedicated to playing games. Think about the empire. Big, how many games do you have, if I clear one game a day, I guess I can clear it until the day I die."

"What about you, what are you going to do?" The colleague who was sleeping late looked at Galileo and asked.

"Me?" Galileo thought for a moment before answering the other party: "I want to visit Terra, which is the home world of human beings. Many people have never been able to go there in their lives to see the place where their ancestors once lived."

"Speaking of this, I think I should also go to Terra." The colleague who was sleeping late scratched his itchy scalp, "I also want to go to Mars, I heard that throwing a brick there can hit several machines." Sage, and the mechanical prosthetics are very cheap there, I have to buy a few and replace them later."

"I'm afraid you will be turned into a machine slave by them." Galileo said seriously after thinking for a moment.

The colleague who was sleeping late suddenly turned pale, "No way, are they so unabiding by the law? I am a serious citizen of the empire, and they are so unscrupulous??"

"Then think about it, how did so many machine slaves come here? It must be to catch you guys who don't know the way to transform. Think about how complicated interstellar travel is. Just make an excuse and say that you died in space. ? Who can find out? Can someone go to space and search for your corpse?"

Galileo's words made the colleague who was sleeping late turn even paler.

There was no blood at all.

"Haha, he scared you. The mechanical slaves of the Mechanicum were bred in the laboratory. They violated the regulations and carried out inhuman transformation on the citizens of the empire, but they would be sentenced to dementia." The colleague who played the game said: "You talk about Mars , when the time comes, I will go with you, and I also want to buy a few mechanical prosthetics as substitutes."

While a few people were chatting and laughing, suddenly, a piercing siren sounded. The urgent mechanical voice echoed in the ears of the three.

[Scarlet level alert, please close the safety doors of all cabins immediately]

[Scarlet level alert, please close the safety door immediately]

[Scarlet level alert, please close the safety door immediately]

"Here we go again." Galileo stood up and pressed a button at the door.

The heavy metal door etched with countless strange runes and the emperor's prayer slowly fell, sealing the dormitory.

Article 56 of the rest station code: When the alarm above the orange level (including orange) sounds, all non-combatants need to stay in a house with safety devices. Find the fighters quickly, follow the other party's orders, put your hands on your head, kneel on the ground, don't make any noise, and don't ask any questions until the alarm is lifted.

"I really hope that these days will end soon." The colleague who was sleeping late said lazily, "Otherwise, listening to this siren every two days, my ears will be deaf."

"It's almost over, the tunnel will be completed soon, and then we will be able to go home." Galileo sat back in his seat and said.

The Glory of Macragge.

The ship was originally in the Baal galaxy, and Captain Breher returned after the Battle of Chidi Star.

After all, it is the flagship of the Primarch, so it is impossible to stay in the Baal galaxy.

Guilliman stood on the bridge, staring at the sculpture of Sanguinius and the golden mask suspended in the force field in front of him.

These two things both contain the soul fragments of Sanguinius and are the key to resurrecting the archangel.

Natas, the Elder Prophet, Guilliman's psychic advisor, Manjago, the Gray Knight's Great Mentor, Sicarius, the second company commander, and other important figures are all by his side.

"There are still two fragments missing." Natas woke up from meditation and said, "To revive Sanguinius, we must find all the fragments."

"Any idea where they are?" asked Guilliman.

Natas turned on the holographic projection, and his hand slid through the glowing phantom of the stars.

"I can sense that it should be Devon and Signus."

Following Natas' words, two stars in the holographic projection brightened, while the others dimmed.

Guilliman frowned slightly.

He naturally knows these two planets.

Signus is where Sanguinius first confronted the Warp lord.

Dywen is where Horus fell and Sanguinius was tested, breaking the chains of fate.

"It seems that we have to go to these two places to find those fragments." Guilliman said: "The resurrection of Sanguinius is a matter that cannot be delayed for too long. The faster the loyal primarch returns, the better our chances of winning." Big."

"But this is not an easy task." The gray knight's great mentor, Mangago, reached out and clicked on the light spot represented by the star of Signus: "This area has been controlled by demons for a long time. After the outbreak of the Great Rift, here It has been incorporated into the realm of subspace, and it is very dangerous to enter here and find the fragments of the Archangel."

"It doesn't matter, I will make a move. I will go to Signus in person." Guilliman said firmly.

The matter of resurrecting Sanguinius is related to the database that can open the third stage.

Guilliman didn't want anything to go wrong.

First, the second stage has revitalized the empire, and the benefits that the third stage can bring to him are exciting enough just to think about it.

"Would that be too risky, my lord? After all, you are the pillar of the empire and the hope of mankind. You shouldn't go deep into danger. Why don't I lead the team there?" Sicarius said: "I have also gone deep into the land of fear. Eyes, and get out of the body, so don't worry about my ability."

"No, this matter must be foolproof. Sicarius, your ability is beyond doubt, but you don't have to worry about my safety. No one, devil or traitor can hurt me."

Seeing Guilliman's resolute look, Sicarius could only nod in salute.

Guilliman looked around, and finally set his sights on Manjago, the Gray Knight's great mentor.

"Manjago, would you like to take a trip to the planet Devin to find the fragments of the Archangel?"

"This is a very honorable mission, I am willing." Mangago said respectfully.

"Very well, then it's decided." Guilliman said, "Now, assign the manpower and set off as soon as possible."

There was not much objection to his order.

Guilliman assigned a task and asked everyone to prepare for Devon and Signus.

After the meeting, Guilliman went to the bottom of the Glory of Macragge alone.

His chief think tank - Luo Shan has been waiting below for a long time.

This young think tank aged quickly in such a high-pressure environment of psionic energy.

Just like Guidos of old.

Even with a device like a lighthouse that can transmit information, maintaining secret communication with Kaul is an extremely exhausting task.

Luo Shan turned on the communication array that degraded Kaur for his lord, then turned and left.

He returned to his lounge, rested, and recovered his exhausted mind.

As for Roshan, Guilliman could not do much.

The great achievements of the empire are not fairy tales, and those demons cannot be defeated by relying on truth, goodness and beauty.

Rebelling against the gods is not a treat, it requires sacrifice and bloodshed.

The powerful psychic oppression made Guilliman slightly uncomfortable.

But he quickly adapted to it with his strong body.

Accompanied by the hum of machinery, all the metal baffles were raised, revealing the array of thinkers behind the baffles.

The newly upgraded and degraded Caul appeared in front of Guilliman.

After the emergence of the brain technology, the meditator used by the degraded Kaur has also undergone some upgrades.

Let it have a more powerful logical operation ability.

Guilliman saw more intuitively that those heads were bigger, like balloons being blown up.

The position of the chin is the smallest, and it gets bigger as you go up, showing the appearance of a huge domed cone.

When it reaches the top, the scalp is almost transparent, and the bioelectricity flowing in the brain can be seen.

Guilliman was actually a little speechless about this.

No matter what is in the hands of those oil guys, it can always become very scary.

"Any news?" Guilliman asked.

"Everything is in the plan, Lord Regent." Degraded Kaul said: "The construction of the Great Wall device is expanding with the construction of the lighthouse device. The current coverage rate has reached 15%, and it is expected to complete the first within five years. One phase of construction."