Warhammer: Opening is a Crisis of Doom

The corridor responsible for transporting the alien prisoners was the first to be attacked by mobs.

The mechanical priest who sneaked in shot the guards.

With the powerful power of the radiation gun, a beam of light penetrated instantly, roasting those unsuspecting guards.

The scene was once very chaotic.

Even the Guardians never imagined that someone would start a riot on Mars, a heavily guarded planet.

With the conquest of the empire over the years, there is also the advancement of technology.

Many people have an illusion that time is good.

Thinking that war is too far away has nothing to do with them.

There are signs of laxity in many places.

Omega turned into the messenger of death in the night, slaughtering those guards who didn't react in time.

He walked quietly in the darkness, and before the guards could scream in terror, he had already harvested their lives.

The alpha fighters who infiltrated Mars no longer disguised themselves at this moment, showing their true appearance, and cooperated with the rebellious mechanical priests to attack the guards of the prison.

With the help of some insiders, the Alphas successfully sneaked into Mars and got the weapons.

Alpha's ability to infiltrate is not insignificant. Terra and Mars are such important empire hearts, and they can find opportunities to infiltrate.

If it weren't for the heart of the empire being too buggy, the Alpha Warrior might turn into a Primordial Warrior.

Omega has attempted to implant Alpha Warriors into the Heart of the Empire.

Those attempts ended in failure.

Alpha warriors implanted in the heart of the empire will unconditionally swear allegiance to the empire.

The original mentality of hating the empire and hating humans will be changed in a very short period of time.

Attempts to implant the Heart of the Empire resulted in some of the Alpha Warriors defecting directly to the Empire.

Surrendering themselves to the Imperial Inquisitors, they betrayed their former companions without hesitation.

There were several mass casualties.

It also caused the Alphas' infiltration work to suffer from Waterloo.

Suffering consecutive failures, Omega could only give up the practice of implanting the heart of the empire and infiltrating into the ranks of original warriors.

Choose other more secure ways to infiltrate the empire.

Through this period of time and Karbo's efforts, Omega weaves a web of complex connections, secrets, lies, and bought loyalty on Mars.

And he is like a spider in the center of the web, sensing the movement of the empire through the touch of the empire on every thread.

This big net will also catch those who are not determined enough, become stronger and cover a wider range.

Omega dare not underestimate Guilliman's strength and wisdom.

There were no plans to deal with Guilliman either.

Going to trouble with Guilliman would only do more harm than good.

It's also possible to fold yourself in.

What he is doing now is to shake the foundation of this empire.

Those who followed Guilliman were not all that powerful.

This kind of strength is not only the strength of combat power, but also the soul, persistence in faith and so on.

The best way is to start with those short-sighted mortals.

Guilliman aspired to a fair and just social system.

Such belief is lofty and full of brilliance.

Those who followed him were far less noble.

In the face of the temptation of money and power, they often make small compromises to their beliefs.

It was these compromises that allowed him and Carbo to form a team that could attack the prison.

The weapons they wield were identical to those used by the Imperial Army, if not superior.

After all, his planet is Mars, the core of the empire's industry and technology.

After various new technologies are verified and practiced here, they will be sent to other casting planets.

With the help of those with ambition and desire, Omega acquired weapons powerful enough to kill Primaris warriors.

He even obtained the prison map and information about the prison where the Nether Dragon was imprisoned.

How many guards are there, what are the contingency plans, etc.

Omega knows it all.

Several simulations were carried out in advance, trying to solve everything before other departments of the empire discovered the anomaly.

The soldiers in charge of guarding fell one by one.

Before they could resist, they were knocked down.

The peaceful and comfortable life has worn down the will and skills of these ordinary guards.

In the past, what they had to deal with were only those aliens who were shackled and unarmed.

Just drive them into the Nether Dragon's food tray and the job will be done.

What they are now facing is a group of fanatical believers and Chaos Warriors.

Before they had time to react, most of the guards were dead or injured, and the rest had no courage, and retreated to the positions of other friendly troops in embarrassment.

Omega, Karbo interfered with the communication, and rushed to the depths of the prison.

A few fanatical mechanical priests control the huge biped walker, and the high-speed rotating molecular chain sword is covered with blood and fresh minced meat.

Behind them, the corpses of Imperial guards were broken and broken.

Facing such terrible crimes of betraying their compatriots and race, there was no remorse on their faces, only fanaticism and excitement.

"For us not to be fooled, for our faith, we can only be brave and kill the enemy." A priest shouted frantically, and his voice echoed in the corridor through loudspeakers.

His companions followed suit.

They are working towards the truth.

The creation of the Mechanicum was a shameful fraud.

A sleazy trickster has twisted the fate of an entire planet to further his insidious agenda.

Such a scam is shocking and has changed the fate of countless people.

Now is the time to be revealed.

This empire is all built on deceit.

These great pioneers will let this twisted and disgusting thing burn.

Great Mars will be freed from the grip of Terra and the hypocritical Master of Mankind.

They will be truly free.

The actions of the thugs also gave the captured aliens a chance.

They rushed past the understaffed guards, snatched their weapons, and tried to escape.

There was chaos, and the sound of fighting was everywhere.

The smell of blood mixed with the smell of motor oil and the ozone of mechanical friction.

Dalia stood on a high platform, and the suspended servo skull played the turmoil to her.

She watched the madness of the thugs and the deaths of innocent guards.

A few Primaris warriors stood beside her, weapons in hand, as silent as ancient statues.

The sound of fighting did not affect them.

"Are we going to take action??" A guard next to him said, "The enemy has already approached the core area and will be here soon."

Dalia shook her head.

"Some things need blood to be remembered. As the core of the empire, Mars was organized to launch a riot. What's even more funny is that the other party is still holding our weapons. Imagine that the screening process of the empire has appeared What a flaw."

"The comfortable life has made many people forget the real situation of human beings. Death can remind them that this world has never been safe."

Dalia found that she was slowly beginning to have the cold cruelty of the former emperor who ignored human life.

It was as if those screaming soldiers were not living beings, but chess pieces.

Her first thought was not about their life or death, but what would be the impact of their death? What can I do? What can be achieved?

At this moment, Dalia suddenly understood the coldness and ruthlessness of the Emperor.

When you focus on the rise and fall of the entire race, the entire civilization, the life and death of an individual has no meaning for it.

The moral terms of benevolence, goodness, and kindness that ordinary people think of are not applicable to rulers.

A qualified ruler should be like a cold machine, ignoring the individual and focusing on the overall situation.

Dalia looked towards the dome, and she smiled.

It is impossible for the emperor of the empire, who is in control of the firewall and has multiple intelligence channels such as the men in black, the court of justice, and the court of assassins, to be unaware of this riot.

Otherwise, it is impossible for him to push human civilization to this height.

Underestimating a man who dares to declare war on the gods can no longer be described as arrogance, but can only be described as reckless.

Until now, the violent agencies of the empire have not come to stop this atrocity.

The only explanation is that he is condoning this riot.

Use the blood this time to warn the world that the danger has never left, the darkness has not been eliminated, the enemy is lurking, like a poisonous snake in the grass, once they have a chance, they will show their fangs and poison everything again.

Politics is such a disgusting thing.

Human nature is like the boulder that Sisyphus pushed to the top of the mountain. If it relaxes a little, it will slide into the abyss.

It takes constant whipping to make people sober. Survival is not a power bestowed by God, but a spoil of war for the entire race.

Occam could feel the vibration of the bomb hitting the armor shield. The burning flame distorted the air and blurred his vision.

The alpha warriors beside him were all in emerald green power armor.

The shoulder armor is inlaid with bronze gold rims, and in the middle is the terrifying three-headed Hydra logo.

Such markings are absolutely uncensorable.

The Empire is extremely wary of any signature insignia and motifs of traitors.

Allowing alpha warriors to wear such armor into a high-security prison has already caused major problems with the censorship system on Mars.

Occam's tall form was stained blue by the light of the plasma ion explosion.

The visual sensor on the helmet showed a flame-like bright red.

A Primaris warrior leapt out of the smoke.

He is much larger in size and holds a huge battle ax in his hand.

The momentum is heavy, and it has the potential to split Huashan.

A bright blue-white plasma light shone in the air, and it only took a moment to turn the original warrior into fly ash.

The latest weapon from the Mars factory is so powerful that Occam was surprised.

Replacing them to face the Forged Warriors would only cause unnecessary casualties.

The reflexes and strength of Primaris far surpassed those of Space Marines.

The gap between the two is as great as the gap between a space marine and a mortal.

Even with the blessings of the four gods, it is difficult to resist.

If it weren't for these powerful weapons, the alpha fighters might not even be able to break through the first line of defense.

The traitors were unstoppable and charged all the way.

Servants with broken backs, technicians and guards who had been hacked to pieces, fell in disorder in the corridor.

The aliens were also howling, attacking the Imperial guards.

They are all different and come from different races.

The only thing in common is that they all possess human cruelty and cunning.

When they realized that there was a slight chance of escape, they made a decision without hesitation.

Many races in the galaxy have habitually wielded the power of the warp, using the waves of the warp as a vital part of their race.

Some of them are imbued with the power of the highest heaven, possess spiritual talents, and individuals who are born with supernatural nerves can feel the darkness and terror of this place.

Humans use them to feed certain horrible monsters.

Those bloody apes have done the same thing as those warp demons.

A series of psychic impacts knocked the guards of the empire into the air, distorting their shapes into twists.

Before reaching the first gate, Occam selects three servo skulls that hang from his waist like grenades.

Their snake-like surfaces are plated with metal, and their levitation device is a small anti-gravity thruster.

Like a child winding up a toy, the built-in combat commands of the servo-skull were activated.

"The scientific and technological creations of the empire are really convenient." Occam said in a mocking tone: "The lethality is huge, whether it is against the enemy or the friendly army, it is so ruthless."

"Let's give them a little color and let them recall the fear we once dominated." Another alpha warrior said in a low tone: "They thought they had wiped us out, now it's time to tell them , cut off one head of Hydra, two heads will grow, and we will never be wiped out."

Two high explosives were glued to the alloy gate.

Didi Didi's rapid reminder sounded, and after a few seconds of countdown, there was a booming explosion.

The heavy metal alloy gate was blasted open, and thick smoke enveloped everyone.

Guards in armor and uniform rallied and pulled the trigger.

A series of bursting beams shot through the smoke, intending to stop the intruders.

Amidst the hiss of submolecular conversion, a plasma ball of the sun as hot as a scorching sun passed through the smoke, leaving traces of hydrogen ignition along the way, shining with a brilliance that cannot be seen directly, and vaporized all the guards along the way , erasing their existence.

The people standing next to them also made horrified sounds. Their armor issued a high temperature alarm, which ignited their uniforms and melted the mechanical armor made of high temperature resistant alloy.

There were bursts of ear-piercing screams, and the whole scene was like a hell rising with blue flames.

After all the guards were dealt with, a figure jumped down from the ceiling.

Omega joins them.

He was also holding a head in his hand, the cut was smooth, and it was obvious that he had killed it with a single blow from behind.

The head was dripping with blood, the face that had been stripped of the helmet was exposed in the air, and the anger was carved on the face of the dead, even if he didn't breathe, it never subsided a little.

"Where's Karbo?" Omega threw his head away casually, and asked Occam.

"They chose another path, and it is estimated that it will take another 120 seconds." Occam glanced at his panel and replied.

"Going in from here is the goal of our trip." Omega pointed to an alloy gate deep in the hall, "The foundation of the empire's establishment will collapse with the opening of the gate, and an unprecedented deception will be revealed. Terra A war with Mars will be unprecedented, not even the Horus Heresy."

The roar of the bipedal walking machine sounded, and the mechanical team led by Karbo came from another passage.

Taking advantage of his being mixed into Mechanicism, Karbo got a lot of good things.

The biped walking machine and the atonement mecha are all the latest models, with great power.

Even those Primaris warriors who were hailed as demigods would be torn apart by that terrifying firepower.

"Guilliman really did a good thing, using those new technologies to create so many new equipment." Karbo said a rare good word. "Unfortunately, these behaviors will only push him to death and make the human internal organs even more terrifying. These technologies from the Nether Dragon will become a sharp weapon for humans to kill their own kind."

Omega was expressionless, he knew what was about to happen.

The emergence of the Nether Dragon will surely cause turmoil in the empire.

Guilliman's imperial power will be shaken by the lies left by the Emperor.

An unimaginable bloody storm will erupt.

Countless human beings will die in this coming storm.

"It's worth it." Omega thought silently, the possibility of humans defeating Chaos is zero.

Embracing Chaos, or even becoming a member of it, is the best way to continue the race.

The gods need the support of mortal beings, and the extinction of human beings will do them no good at all.

Don't look at the fact that the minions of the four gods have caused so much damage to the human world every time they invaded the human world. Blood flowed like rivers and corpses piled up like mountains.

As long as they really control the galaxy, they will be much gentler.

Just like those races who have always regarded Chaos as an indispensable factor for the development of civilization.

On the contrary, the symbiotic relationship they formed with Chaos has continued their own civilization.

On the contrary, it is human beings, who are extremely resistant to chaos, that lead to so many invasions and large-scale casualties.

If you can't beat it, why not just change your posture and enjoy it.

Alpharius once planned to make the emperor a god, and make the subspace a battlefield where the gods restrain each other and fight against each other.

Human beings maintain a delicate balance in these confrontations, which has been able to continue.

Even if the empire is torn apart, the human race can survive forever.

Who knew that the emperor was so decisive and valued Guilliman. In order to pave the way for Guilliman, he tried his best to gather countless heroic spirits to severely injure the four gods, and even threw away his own fragments, preventing the god emperor from coming to the world.

It doesn't matter now, the Emperor is gone, and Guilliman can make up the numbers by then.

Human beings need a god, and it doesn't matter who this god is.

Omega is not a believer in those so-called gods, he is loyal to Chaos itself.

Constant confusion and struggle should be the norm in this world.

Desperation and pain in reincarnation should be the fate of all living beings.

Terra and Mars went to war, the empire was seriously injured, and Guilliman was forced to become a god.

Everything is just like the Horus Rebellion tens of thousands of years ago.

Several mechanical priests stepped up, stretching out their huge mechanical arms to cut the last seal that imprisoned the Nether Dragon.

The last door has a protective force field, and the power of the explosion will be weakened, making it difficult to break through the huge metal giant wall.

"I don't advise you to do that."

A voice came, and many alpha fighters held weapons and looked towards the location where the voice came from.

Dalia came out of the darkness with her guards.

Omega subconsciously activated the weapon in his hand.

He stared at each other, and could feel the unparalleled strength from that thin female torso.

"protector?"

"You can call it that." Dalia said calmly.

"Are you trying to stop me??"

Omega raised the weapon in his hand, and the dancing arc reflected on his handsome face, which was as perfect as the other brothers.

"I can't stop it." Dalia said, "I can only advise you not to open it."

"Want to speak for your master?" Omega mocked, "Stop me with those righteous principles??"

Dalia shook his head, "I'm doing it for your own good. Although you were born in the same laboratory as the current emperor, the difference between the two of you is like clouds and mud. Do you think he will let you rescue him without any precautions?" A prisoner strong enough to shake the empire?"

Omega's face under the helmet became a little ugly.

The Alpha Legion has always been considered weaker than the other legions.

This incident became a heart disease of the Alpha Legion.

To this end, the Alpha Legion has always worked hard to prove that they are superior to other Legions.

Especially stronger than Ultramarines.

It was Guilliman who accused the Alpha Legion the most.

Just criticize the Alpha Legion if you have nothing to say, saying this is not good, that is not good.

It is still being publicly said that it is not as good as Guilliman.

It is simply a great shame.

"He didn't know anything about this attack." Omega retorted: "I erased all traces of myself, I know his minions have been trying to find me, but they are not my opponents, they are so stupid that they will be killed I played around with the applause. Now, those idiots are probably still looking for clues to the explosion thousands of kilometers away."

"Cultivating plank roads brightly, crossing Chencang secretly, as the original body, you have wisdom beyond our reach." Dalia smiled and said: "But what I said is also true, otherwise, the one who is now the new master of mankind is is you."

"He's just a lucky cunning liar." Alpha raised the gun and pulled the trigger, the bullets were blocked by a golden light curtain.

Dalia took a step back, and the figures of the group disappeared into the air.

Obviously using the teleportation device to leave.

Omega looked at the heavy metal gate with serious eyes.

Behind the door lies the Emperor's hidden secret.

The Martian Mechanicus was born in the dream of the Nether Dragon, and the Emperor is not a god of all machines at all.

He is just a pure liar.

Omega raised his hand, then swung it down violently.

"Blow it up, and soon the world will know Guilliman's hypocrisy."

Amidst the explosion, gravel splashed and smoke and dust billowed.

A strong will makes people almost breathless.

Various machines issued rapid warning sounds, and the capacity readings rose all the way, exceeding the highest peak alert.

Karbo and Omega showed excitement.

Not only the machines in the prison, but also the entire system of Mars had disordered codes.

That terrifying will possesses the ability to affect all mechanical life forms.

The mechanical priest felt that his body was out of control, the machine slaves were trembling all over, and the sound generators screamed meaninglessly.

Karbo couldn't suppress the ecstasy on his face when he saw the disordered code jumped out of the walker mech he was controlling.

He had a premonition that an unprecedented chaos was about to erupt.

Even if he opened the crypt at the beginning and released the chaos code, the damage caused by it would never be as great as the damage caused by the Nether Dragon's escape.

Not only for the machine, but more for the soul.

"Come out, the ancient gods who have been sealed for a long time, bring your anger and hatred, and come to this world again." Karbo shouted excitedly: "The body of the god of all opportunities, the eternal omniscient one, the void dragon."

Silver light shines from the broken gate.

The vision of the mob has changed dramatically.

In their eyes, the light appeared distorted.

Or maybe there is no distortion, they just see light from another dimension.

Light stays in a straight line forever.

But now, they saw a phenomenon that subverted common sense.

Light twisted and marched through the invisible air.

Distance becomes a lie, and the structure of time and space is just a grand deception.

They saw geometries unacceptable to humans.

The silent roar shook their minds, and that silver light was part of a magnificent consciousness.

A life form formed by ancient evil thoughts and extraordinary primitive power.

Such beings should not be given names.

What does a name mean to a being that inadvertently creates civilizations or wipes them out? ?

From the moment of human birth, go back hundreds of millions of years.

Before the unimaginable ages of mortal life.

This indescribable thing already exists.

Devouring the hearts of many stars, he is revered as a god in countless galaxies in the universe.

It is the Eternal One, the Infinite Tens, the Supreme Almighty, and the bound prisoner.

Just the existence of this concept has almost burned the brains of the thugs.

Omega felt the pressure, his extraordinary brain was running fast, trying to understand the existence of the other party.

But this work is doomed to be futile.

Omeji gets nothing but headaches.

"Stupid mortal, I have finally gained my rare freedom."

The light converged and turned into a giant dragon with wings and covered with silver scales.

The huge dragon pupils are like an abyss, if you look at it, you will fall into it, lose your mind, and become a soulless puppet driven by it.

Omega stared at the dragon, with a glimmer of expectation in his heart.

What kind of expression must Guilliman have when he sees the Nether Dragon out of trouble and the Mechanicus out of control?

Shocked, howling, or howling like a fart.

It's really exciting.

"You have gained freedom, go, there are countless lives in the outside world for you to harvest." Omega turned to look at Karbo: "Our mission is completed, now, let's go."

Many mechanical priests look fanatical, and the void dragon represents the essence of the universe and the truth knowledge they can reach.

The god of all opportunities they should serve should be the dragon in front of them, not the liar of the Emperor.

boom!

A giant claw fell, blocking the way Omega wanted to leave.

"Stupid mortals, your mission is over, but my mission has just begun. If I let you leave, how can I explain to the great emperor of the empire?? If you betray him, if I remain indifferent, wouldn't it be the same? Want to bear the name of betrayal?"

The Nether Dragon didn't speak, but his voice echoed in the minds of the thugs.

The few people who were excited just now turned pale.

Omega's face changed several times, and he turned his head in disbelief to look at the huge Void Dragon covered in silver scales.

Alpharius, are you human? ?

You let your brother jump into such a big pit? ?

Hydra does not pit Hydra.

"The emperor has fallen, you are free." Karbo's tone changed, and he lost the excitement just now.

"Emperor? Stupid mortal life, you don't even know who I am loyal to, and dare to lift my seal? I serve the great and holy all-knowing and omnipotent Emperor Emperor, the savior of mankind, the conqueror of all worlds, the only one in the galaxy Lord, Lord of the Will of the Stars, Godslayer, Destroyer of Civilization, The Man in the Golden and Blue Armor, His name is Roboute Guilliman."

The voice of the Nether Dragon was like a hammer, hitting their souls hard, making their hearts feel like the ocean of ether, setting off turbulent waves and unable to find peace.

Omega's eyes were wide open, and he was frightened by the other party's words.

He had thought that his plan was toying with Guilliman's applause.

I was a clown from the beginning to the end, and the other party didn't even bother to be my enemy.

The void dragon is loyal to Guilliman, so what is Guilliman? ?

The so-called truth that can defeat the empire and bring the swordsmen of Mars and Terra to meet, I am afraid that it will have the opposite effect.

Not to mention strengthening Guilliman's rule, it is also possible for Guilliman to get the title of God of All Things.

With the endorsement of the Nether Dragon and the Emperor, everything Guilliman said was true.

"escape!"

Omega yelled.

In the next second, the Void Dragon pressed down with one paw, and Omega was pinned to the ground.

The huge force caused a huge pit to appear on the metal floor of the prison.

Do not doubt the power of a star god.

If they weren't strong enough, the Old Sage wouldn't have suffered a crushing defeat back then.

Captured the Primarch who had been on the run.

With a swipe of the silver claws in the air, a silver radiance emerged, which became the entrance of the dimension pocket.

The Nether Dragon threw its omega into it.

Now it's just Omega.

The Nether Dragon didn't want to try his weight in Guilliman's heart.

See if the opponent will kill himself for a dead primarch.

As for whether Omega will escape, this Void Dragon is not worried at all.

Even Omega has three heads and six arms, and it is difficult to escape the dimension maze in the dimension pocket.

Having dealt with the Primarch, the Nether Dragon looked to the other thugs.

A face covered with scales exuded a touch of cruelty.

"No!" An alpha warrior was bitten, and with a little force on his sharp teeth, the solid armor was bitten through like paper, and bright red blood spurted out.

After chewing it twice, the Nether Dragon swallowed it directly.

"What a wonderful soul, full of pain." The Nether Dragon showed a satisfied expression, and then rushed towards the other thugs even more excitedly.

"I knew it would be like this, why would they be so stupid to think that a ruler who dared to declare war on the gods would know nothing about their little tricks??"

Dalia watched the atrocities of the Nether Dragon. As a caretaker, she didn't know how the current emperor subdued the Nether Dragon.

But she has already seen through the fate of Omega's failure.

Does anyone know where the backhand is? ?

Omega himself may not have thought that the person he painstakingly rescued has already become the person of the other party.

The emperor's net traps everyone, and even the various insidious tricks carried out by those careerists and conspirators are probably also in the plans of the other party.

"What should we do now?? Let the Nether Dragon go back?" asked the warrior on the side.

"No need, the Nether Dragon can come out, it must be his instruction, let's go, there is no need for a guard here." There was a trace of relief in Dalia's words.

If she stood in front of Omega, she would probably be a corpse now.

Got the Medal of Honor from the Empire and a huge memorial service.

Other than that, nothing.

Guilliman hadn't tipped her off.

No one has been told that the Nether Dragon has been subdued.

He didn't care if everyone here died, and he didn't care if she, the caretaker, died.

As cold as a heartless machine.

Think about profit maximization.

Dalia learned something about Guilliman from others.

Behind those brilliance, all she felt was the cruelty and coldness of those in power.

This is not the first time he has done this.

Battered Magnus, Vigilus Battle, Red Earth Battle, and more.

Ignorant people serve a trap that draws the enemy in.

Their deaths themselves were all part of that trap.

Dalia turned to leave.

Her guard followed closely behind.

A moment later, emergency troops rushed in.

The Nether Dragon was taken aboard the Emperor's flagship, the Supreme, and was given a seat next to the Mechanic Throne.

It's just that the appearance is a bit humiliating, and he can only lie down beside Guilliman like a pet.

The mob's raid on Mars also shook the entire solar system, setting off a turbulent sea.

Traitors like Alpha can also go deep into Mars.

If the other party goes one step further, what can be done? ?

Attack on Terra? Assassinate the emperor? ?

Just thinking about it makes many people sleepless.

Valanor was ordered to investigate the ins and outs of the whole incident and execute anyone involved in helping Alpha and Karbo.

The storm came, but Guilliman paid little attention to it.

He cares more about Omega and Karbo.

The crimes committed by these two guys during the Horus Rebellion are simply beyond words.

When the time comes to light the torch at the Imperial Heroes Square, there must be two of them.

On the other side of the webway, Dorne is about to finish repairing it, and soon he will be able to penetrate the section from the City of Miracles to Terra.

At that time, Magnus will not be of much use.

It doesn't make much sense to keep it closed all the time, and it's a waste of rations.

Guilliman planned a Terra attraction, building a psychic-squeezing machine and turning the known traitors into torches.

Drain their psionic energy to light the torch.

On the one hand, it can generate income for Terra, and on the other hand, it can also warn the world what the end of betraying the empire will be like.

The Heavens - Mount Olympus.

The thunder flashed, the divine power danced wildly, and the shouts of killing shook the sky.

In the previously peaceful God's Domain, now corpses are strewn across the field, and countless gods and heroic spirits have been killed and injured.

The golden double-headed eagle banner flutters in the wind.

The warriors of the Empire advance steadily, smashing the realm built by the gods.

Constantine followed the empire into the heavens where the gods lived.

The Olympus Protoss is completely finished.

The scene here is beyond the imagination of even the craziest artist.

The gods bleed, and the ancient spirits lay dead.

The realm of the gods is torn apart and is about to be buried.

The gods of Olympus suffered heavy casualties, the blood of the gods flowed, and the end time has come.

In the hands of the empire, there are weapons capable of killing gods.

Even more frightening are those female warriors with prayers engraved all over their bodies, called Sisters of Silence.

They are extraordinary black holes.

Divine power, magic, and superpowers all fail in front of them.

Those heroic spirits and servants serving the gods were slaughtered like weak mortals in front of them, and they had no power to fight back. Even the gods could only rely on their own martial arts to fight against them, and they had no way to use their divine power.

Those goddesses who don't know martial arts were massacred by those quiet nuns all the way. The whole palace was stained red with the blood of gods, and there were god corpses everywhere.

"Mortal, do you know what kind of consequences your behavior will have?" God King Zeus roared, his whole body has been turned into thunder, and his eyes are full of blinding lightning.

The realm of the gods was destroyed, and the gods were almost wiped out.

He hates it.

If it was in the past, he would definitely launch a doomsday disaster for mankind.

Let mankind know what it means to be invincible.

"Offend the gods, the end of mankind is already doomed." Zeus roared: "I swear you will pay the price."

Titus showed a cruel smile, "Live first, false god. The atrocities you have committed are enough to sentence you to death."

"I am a god, and mortals are not qualified to judge gods." Zeus shouted, raising his hand, the thunder condensed in his hand, turned into an electric spear, and struck Titus.

In other places on the battlefield, the battle is still going on, the guns are fired, the shouts of killing are loud, and it looks like it is extremely tragic.

Humans fell in batches, but were filled up quickly, and continued to attack.

From time to time, gods fell down and were surrounded by human soldiers, dismembering them with swords and guns in their hands.

The defeat of the gods has been decided, and they are just fighting the final battle of trapped beasts.

The imperial army continued to launch fierce attacks on the temples it defended, blowing up the entire God Realm into ruins.

The human attack forced the gods to fight on their own, defending an area, persevering, and waiting for the impossible opportunity.

The device in reality is also at work, cutting off the source of belief of the gods and preventing them from continuing to draw power from human emotions.

Coupled with the silent nun and the anti-subspace device, the power of the gods is continuously weakening.

"Quickly, continue to launch shelling." Mao Long shouted with a command knife in hand, "The target, Ares, the god of war, don't let him have a chance to breathe."

The madness of this world made Mao Long no longer want to continue thinking.

Maolong's eighteen generations of ancestors, Maolong's parents, and Maolong himself may not have imagined that one day he would become a member of the god-killing team.

A large number of troops are still being put into the battlefield. Their task is not to face and kill the gods, but to take on some auxiliary tasks.

Deploy devices that can establish stability in God's Domain, snatch important nodes, cut off the power source of the gods, organize artillery bombardment of the gods, and cut off their servants.

Maolong also never thought that those gods were real, nor did he ever think that gods really bleed and could be killed.

ps: 10,000 words, no increase or decrease, still 45,000 short.