Warhammer: Opening is a Crisis of Doom

Sicarius walked into his lord's reception room with the unique steps of a master swordsman.

He is the captain of the second company of the Ultramarines Chapter, the Lord of Watch, the champion knight of Macragge, the high-ranking lord of Ultramar, and one of the few people with the highest swordsmanship in the human empire.

Sicarius' hand was always on the hilt subconsciously.

This is his subtle fighting consciousness, he is always ready to deal with the battle, even in the safest place, he is always tense.

"My lord," said Sicarius.

"What's the latest news?" Guilliman sat back in his chair.

"Saint Celestine, the first to arrive at the Connor Galaxy, and clashed with the enemies there."

"How's the battle going?? And what's going on with the Konor Galaxy?" Guilliman asked.

"The situation on the battlefield is stalemate. The enemies there are very complicated. There are Word Bearers, Iron Warriors, and some traitors from the Black Legion, as well as those traitor forces driven by the major expedition fleets. One of the most powerful forces. The main star of the Connor galaxy has not yet fallen, and the Emperor's Scythe and a part of the Sky Blue Knights are still working hard to fight against chaos."

The Black Legion is a legion founded by the Warmaster Abaddon, chosen by the four gods.

After Horus' death, the Sons of Horus fell apart into countless smaller warbands.

They couldn't even protect the body of Horus and the flagship of Horus, which were snatched by other battle groups.

It was not until the appearance of Abaddon later that a turning point came.

He gathered the former sons of Horus and some traitors who were eager to avenge the empire, established the infamous Black Legion, and continued to launch expeditions to the empire.

With the help of the Eye of Terror, the Black Legion is invincible. They have always attacked the Empire, and the Empire can only defend passively.

"It seems that they still don't give up. They want to leave a nail in Ultramar and make us continue to bleed." Guilliman said in a calm voice, "But they underestimated my determination and ordered the fleet to move forward at full speed. We will support Saints and Connor Galaxy, after cleaning up these traitors, the expedition can enter a new stage."

"As you wish, my lord, the fleet will advance at full speed."

Over time, and the Loyalists continued to drive out traitors and forces of Chaos.

The seething warp storm is showing signs of slowing down, allowing the Loyalists to sail faster.

After three weeks of voyage, Guilliman's fleet jumped out of the warp from a safe point far enough from the star's gravitational field outside the Konor system.

Along with the distortion of space, rays of light burst out from nothingness.

A huge number of warships appeared with ether light.

Those distorted rays of light were like tentacles, clinging to the reinforced hull, and didn't fade away until the battleship was far enough away.

A robed servant hurried along a lumen-lit corridor.

His legs had been transformed into machines, which could cling tightly to the steel corridor, ignoring the fluctuating gravity and the vibration of Macragge's Glory.

A servo skull is floating behind it, the red electronic eyes are buzzing, and red rays of light are scanning everywhere, alerting some subspace demons to sneak in while the guardian is not paying attention.

One of the servant's hands was as thin as an eagle's claw, clutching the parchment with newly recorded data, intending to send it to the most important person on board.

He passed the other crew and servants, no one paid him any attention, each with his own task.

Some were loading cannons, some were arranging equipment for space fighters, and some were lifting those injured by the shock down for intensive treatment.

The instability of the subspace will cause some damage to navigation.

The servitor arrived at the bridge control room of the Macragge's Glory.

Members of the Honor Guard in Terminator armor stood outside, scrutinizing everyone who tried to enter.

Heavy-bore bolters fastened to their armored chests.

These huge warriors are demigods in the eyes of the servants.

Whether it is the fully enclosed blue power armor suit emitting faint light, the noble helmet integrated with various Mechanicus technologies, and the humming power pack installed on the back, the servant's eyes are filled with almost religious devotion.

"This is the latest subspace observation data, and I will submit it to Lord Primarch." The servant showed the parchment in his hand respectfully, expressing his intention for coming.

"Go in." The communication loudspeaker on the helmet of a member of the Glory Guard made a low voice.

Accompanied by the sound of machinery turning, the heavy door slid open, and the servant walked in.

The bridge has a high ceiling and is decorated with marble sculptures on all sides.

The power director, the intelligence director, and the energy director sat around the huge console. They connected the console with nerve cables and shared the data of the bridge. Behind each of them there were thinkers mechanically assisting them to complete their work.

Strategic divination shrines line the walls, waiting to be activated by battlefield analysts.

Captain Breher sat in his place, surrounded by several holographic projections.

Each holographic projection displays a large amount of battlefield data.

The battle in the Konor system is still going on.

The fighting between the two sides became more and more intense.

Guilliman's fleet is approaching the battlefield, and Breher must find the best strategic entry point.

The servant ignored them, walking straight up to the Primarch seated on a massive seat covered in inscriptions.

"My lord." The servant said respectfully.

Guilliman took the data record from the servant. It was very thick, with a thickness of three centimeters.

But the Primarch's speed was very fast. After more than ten seconds, Guilliman finished reading it and handed it back to the servant, signaling him to seal it up.

After reading the data, Guilliman looked at Brehe's position.

"How is it? Captain."

"The enemy still has sixteen battleships and a large number of cruisers. Lord Celestine is gaining an advantage. Her victory is no longer in suspense. Our fleet will be responsible for intercepting and fighting to destroy all the enemies. The ships are all left in this space, my lord."

Guilliman didn't say anything, he was tacitly acquiescing to Breher's deployment.

Victory in space battles is preordained.

The traitor fleet, which was already on the verge of struggling, directly ushered in a rout after Guilliman's fleet entered the battlefield.

Swarms of battleships joined the battle in space with the Glory of Macragge.

Fiery rays of light hit the tail and flanks of the traitor fleet.

Countless torpedoes trace deadly paths through space.

Dense flames lit up in the rebel fleet.

The time-delayed nuclear bomb burned one by one traitor ships to ashes.

Dazzling beams tore through traitor ships like butter,

The traitor fleets fighting on their own were simply unable to resist the huge and uniform offensive of the loyalists, and one after another was wiped out in the explosion.

The remaining traitor ships tried to escape, and the loyal ships that had already completed the encirclement swarmed up like wolves, tearing them apart.

Less than an hour after Guilliman arrived on the battlefield, the traitor fleet was reduced to a huge number of fragments floating in the icy universe, left behind in the vacuum and gradually cooled, and their bodies were quickly frozen into ice sculptures in space.

With the battle over, a voice-over communication rang through the bridge control room of the Macragge's Glory.

"My lord, Celestine requests to board the ship."

The number of chapters owed will be made up after it is put on the shelves.

There will still be three to four shifts a day.

Mixed recommendation, otherwise the book will be cold.

I also really want to update seven or eight times a day, and quickly put it on the shelves to see how the results are.

But this starting point is updated, and the collection is not increased.

Three chapters are owed for recommendation tickets, one chapter for monthly tickets, and one chapter for rewards.

There are five chapters in total.

Keep everything accounted for, boss.