Traveling through the Warhammer world, but I didn’t cry.

Guilliman's face was dark, and he told himself again and again that Slaanesh was the same as Lorgar's Damn Book of Sacred Scriptures, and whether you like it or not, you have become part of the Empire.

Expanding the star map, there are currently 47 desolate planets in the Ultramar sector that have been planted with the Tree of Life. They are roughly arranged into two rings of different diameters. The next tactical plan is much simpler. Guilliman plans to set up a defense line centered on these planets to fight back the incoming demons bit by bit.

The Tau Empire at the edge of the galaxy did not suffer a massive invasion by demons. Shadow Sun and Yuan Yuan were nervous about the rift above their planet for a long time, but there was no sign of the demons. In the end, the two of them had to complain: It seems that the demons do not like the Tau. The smell of your body.

"But we also have a lot of humans here." Yuan Yuan tapped his fingers on the table. He and Shadow Sun were mobilizing the army to support the Great Dining Hall and Ultramar.

Yingyang answered without raising his head, "Maybe they have been hanging out with us for a long time, and they also have the strange smell of soullessness on their bodies."

Yuan Yuan curled his lips, obviously dissatisfied with Yingyang's description. Not long after, a specially marked communication device flashed rapidly. Yuan Yuan's face changed slightly when he took it, and then he said softly to Yingyang, who was still busy.

"We may not be able to provide external support."

"What does this mean?" Yingyang raised his head, "Are you suggesting that I abandon my allies?"

"Who do you think I am? You'd better see for yourself."

Shadow Sun suspiciously took over the communication device and discovered that the senders of the message were Generals Volani and Kravos. The two of them were stationed at the eastern border of the Tau Empire, which was the front line of defense against the last swarm attack.

It can't be that the insect swarm is coming again, right?

A few quick glances.

Sure enough, the swarm of insects came again. More in number, faster.

Yingyang's face was ashen. The large dining hall behind him was invaded by demons. The void in front of him was filled with hungry swarms of Tyranids. The tiny Tau Empire was caught in the middle and could not move.

"We..." Yingyang closed her eyes. She was making a decision quickly. Time passed by minute by second. Finally, she said to Yuan Yuan, "We are staying here. The devil has already made the cafeteria miserable. We cannot let it go." The swarm is causing them trouble."

The Tau Empire then entered a state of general mobilization, and all military forces moved closer to the eastern defense line, hoping to slow down the Tyranid swarm's invasion.

Also affected by the swarm invasion was the Ghoul Sector, where the Shark Chapter and the Ash Claws were stationed. After Chagatai and others left, the relationship between the two incompatible organizations became much more harmonious, and sometimes they would join forces to attack the aliens.

The Shark Chapter is now much richer, their warships have been repaired, and the weapons depot is finally no longer a resting place for dust. The complete surgical procedures and factory equipment that Perturabo left to the Shark Chapter are the key to the rapid growth of the Shark Chapter. Not only that, these angels of death, who are cruel and ruthless in the eyes of other imperial troops, are also slowly changing their cold attitude towards mortals, moving closer to the Ash Claws as much as possible.

Tyberos, the leader of the Shark Chapter, and Netanev, the leader of the Ash Claw Chapter, were standing on the bridge looking at a devastated planet. Part of the planet's surface was contaminated by Tyranid swarms. Purple-black air masses and Yellow-green hatching ponds are everywhere. Another part was occupied by demons, blasphemous runes cut the earth, and desolation and corruption quickly spread deep into the planet.

At the junction of demons and insect swarms, there are the only remaining imperial soldiers and civilians. They trembled in the shadow of daemons and zerg, praying to the Emperor for miracles.

"Haha... Our place is really nice. It's either calm or a big job." Netanev's sarcastic voice annoyed Tiberius, who didn't like to talk, but the former didn't care about Tiberius. Thoughts, he still continued to express his views on the tragic situation of the planet, "Those cracks are not supported by any rituals, which means that they cannot be closed by conventional methods. These insect swarms are just the vanguard. Our regiment's think tank has already foreseen The shadow of the insect swarm. To put it bluntly, even if all the living creatures in the ghoul sector are counted, there are not as many mouths as the insect swarm."

"If you are afraid, you can run away. Anyway, you have abandoned the Emperor and it is not incomprehensible that you have turned to Chaos."

Tiberos almost let Netanev break his guard as soon as he opened his mouth. Although they did not agree with the current empire, it did not mean that they liked Chaos.

"Who are you saying is afraid? Don't forget who rescued you from the orc den in the last battle? It was our Ash Claws!"

Tiberos was noncommittal and just continued to stare at the surface of the planet and think about the battle plan. They must not live up to the expectations of the Emperor and the Primarch, and must defend the Ghoul Sector from the daemons and zerg swarms.

The God-Emperor felt clearly that the entire human empire and the entire galaxy were being ravaged by war. Almost everyone was praying to the God-Emperor, and their voices were louder and noisier than before, so much so that the God-Emperor found it intolerable.

No matter how the state religion puts a veil on him as a god, the God-Emperor is after all the being who sits on the throne and is on the verge of becoming a god. His remaining humanity and human form make him far different from the real conceptual god.

So many calls....so much pressure...

The God-Emperor felt that his body was filled with huge power of faith, as if he was about to explode in the next second.

Daemons who obeyed Tzeentch imprisoned mortals and then tortured them using the methods of past eras. Human suffering and lamentation poured into the golden throne where the God-Emperor suppressed.

How long can I last? I can still hold on!

The trance in his heart only flashed for a moment before it was suppressed by the God Emperor. He gritted his teeth and used all his energy and strength to maintain the balance of the three tasks of blessing the power of faith, losing control of the Golden Throne, and suppressing the Void Dragon.

The work was so difficult that the God-Emperor found it a rare pastime to deal with Slaanesh's teasing and Khorne's challenges.

With Tzeentch's push, things will always change to a situation that is more in line with his interests. The moment Carlos preached the contract in the prison of Terra, the God-Emperor felt a stronger pressure coming from afar.

What's even more terrible is that the Golden Throne he has been suppressing has become more active, and this device is emitting a cheering resonance.

The God Emperor opened his eyes and saw that the core of the Golden Ark was being pushed forward by space and time, like an over-enthusiastic gift giver. If not stopped, the core of the Golden Ark would smash Terra into pieces.