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

"It makes sense."

Efreni turned around and saw that Guilliman was standing next to her at some point.

The two looked at each other and then quickly looked away.

Suddenly realizing the suspicion of guilty conscience, the two looked back at each other.

The inexplicable tacit understanding made both of them blush slightly, but fortunately, everyone focused their attention on the gods in the sky, so they failed to notice the subtle interaction between the two.

"I see... Guilliman, Guilliman... I didn't expect you to be okay with this..."

Jaghatai stroked his beard and smiled in the dark. Guilliman's body trembled suddenly, and a chill suddenly enveloped his body. He looked around but didn't notice anything strange.

Gods from different camps confront each other, and their divine power collides and explodes in the sky. Mortal creatures pray and cheer at their feet, providing continuous support to the gods in a pious way.

The first one to take action was the Blood God Khorne. He melted half of his armor, and his naked body made of blood rushed towards the God-Emperor holding a ferocious heavy sword.

"Death! One of you and I must die!" Khorne's roar is like the collision of gold and iron, which can inspire the most violent and bloodthirsty side in the hearts of all things.

The God Emperor raised his eyebrows slightly, clasped his hands together, and after unfolding them, a long sword made of flames appeared in his hands.

The two gods were fighting in the sky, like black holes devouring each other, causing the world and light to begin to distort.

When mortals look up at the sky, they can only see two huge vortices of gold and red mixed together and indistinguishable from each other.

Khorne's power was suppressed by Tzeentch, and he was no longer as powerful and terrifying as before. But the God-Emperor also lacks the sublimated essence of the Dark King, and the breath of the power of destruction is missing when the sword is swung.

Clang clang!

The weapons of the two gods were breached by the fierce collision, and were then repaired again by divine power. The original bodies could all judge that the battle between the God-Emperor and Khorne could be said to be a long war of attrition with no end in sight.

Just as the God-Emperor and Khorne were fighting inextricably, the silver-bodied void dragon known as Omnisea by the mechanical priests was also targeted by Brother Mao.

As the second brother Mao who likes to use his brain the most, Brother Mao's throne is not just a piece of furniture, but a symbol of the pinnacle of orc technology.

All the big tech masters and technician boys are eager to take a powerful and advanced screw from Brother Mao's throne to strengthen their equipment.

Brother Mao tapped the armrest of the throne with his palm, and the throne, which was always emitting green light, began to deform. Amidst the difficult deformation sounds, the throne completely enveloped Brother Mao himself.

Oops! Isn't this what Gorge looks like?

He wears the strong armor of Brother Mao on the outside, but has the cunning heart of Brother Mao on the inside. The two warring orc gods finally united in another way.

"Haha...it's just a ridiculous toy!" The Void Dragon grinned and laughed, its hands quickly turned into claws, and they closed tightly in the direction of Brother Mao.

Worthy of being the master of technology, the Void Dragon can exert its powerful power of law on Brother Mao even though he is so far apart.

"Waaagh! The Foxglove will never be torn apart by you so easily!" Brother Mao roared, pouring a lot of Waaaagh energy into the armor.

The green light became more powerful and dazzling, suddenly transforming the world around Brother Mao into an independent space with the orc thoughts as the first driving force.

"I thought you were going to explode!"

The two headlights on the head looked ferocious and brutal under the modification of the metal brows, and they immediately shot out two indescribable glances.

Void Dragon instantly felt that her control over her body was somewhat unbalanced, and many explosions exploded out of her skin one after another.

"Okay, okay... You orcs are as disgusting as metal rust!"

The Void Dragon, who was somewhat disgraced by the explosion, was even more angry. He took a deep breath, and his broad mind became even more astonishing. The shell made to imitate the armor of the God Emperor was also overwhelmed and cracked into criss-crossing gaps.

But unfortunately, there was no surprise under the gap that the Slaanesh believers wanted to see. There were only violent and turbulent energy particles rotating and colliding at high speed.

"Ahhhh!"

With a scream, a highly compressed and highly stressed proton mass was ejected. Even by the standards of the Necrontyr, it was extremely difficult to use this proton mass safely and stably.

The Foxglove opened its big mouth suddenly, and several super-compressed black holes generated by the device were waiting here. The moment the proton mass sank into the black hole, it twisted this extremely massive creation that could swallow light. It's going to get out of hand.

But fortunately, Brother Mao has excellent technical skills. He connected the oral and nasal cavities of Foxglove and made a stable pressure and energy relief device.

A huge sneeze spit out several waves of solar wind. The void dragon had nowhere to hide. It could only snap its fingers to summon tens of thousands of empty ships with all personnel and equipment unloaded to form a shield in front of it.

The moment the solar wind swept over the high walls of the ship, it caused irreparable electronic damage, and at the same time caused the strong armor that had been tested by war to quickly wither and disintegrate.

Compared with the overly abstract battle between the God-Emperor and Khorne, the confrontation between Brother Mao and the Void Dragon seems more dangerous and exciting.

As for the other side, Isa and the decaying Nurgle were quite harmonious. They communicated extremely politely in mid-air, explaining their different views on the nature of life.

Nurgle didn't want to hurt Isa, and neither did Isa.

But sometimes, the Slaanesh side would drive Isa to inadvertently say some embarrassing words.

When the frontal attack was devastating, King Silence also led his troops to quickly penetrate the last line of defense.

No matter it was the towering Insect Saint that could cross the mountains like a bag of dirt, or the continuous demonic polymers with no end in sight, they could not organize the dynasty's army's desperate assault.

The Necrontyr didn't even have any extra energy to allocate to the recycling and repair factory, but just steadily and efficiently sent new troops to the forefront of the battlefield.

There was no sound of marching footsteps of the dead, only the sizzling sound of electricity that kept disappearing and flashing back and forth.

"Finally, we arrive at the foot of the throne."

The King of Silence did not feel happy when he saw the emptiness in front of him. Instead, he personally stood at the front of the Silent Army and gently threw out a dynasty sacred weapon that had no resources to remake.

During the War in Heaven, the Eldar always relied on the convenience of the Warp and the Webway to attack the Necrontyr's rear. Sometimes they would also hide their bases deep in the subspace. In order to enter the subspace and remove these fortresses, the Necrontyr developed this holy artifact.

Real and virtual inverter.