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

The tip of the spear hit the Deceiver's body, and as Alpharius' arm moved up and down, a huge wound was created.

The effect of time and space stasis ended, Aurora was panting, and he felt pain all over his body.

At the same time, the Deceiver's body separated to the left and right along the wound, and the picture he was trying to maintain with his fingers began to fall apart.

But fortunately, for these cunning beings, there is no such thing as failure. Even if Plan A fails, there are still Plans B and C to make up for it, which is nothing more than a delay in achieving the goal.

"I shouldn't have brought you and your legion into the Secret Cult." The Deceiver said meaningfully, and the emotions of annoyance and being in control were released, entangled around Aurora.

Facing the deceiver's unclear words, Aurora said in a nonsensical manner, "Tzeentch asked me to say hello to you."

The Deceiver smiled, and at the last moment before dissipating, he reunited the broken picture in front of the Void Dragon, but this time the fortress shown in the picture was no longer the one just now.

The Phalanx is both a huge starship and a mobile fortress and monastery of the Imperial Fists. It is impossible to know who built it, but its existence greatly proves the glory of human civilization in the Golden Age.

Thousands of kilometers long triangular cross-section is covered with weapons and induction domes. The huge golden wings have a directional blade-like effect. They are placed on the hull and swept backward. Every angle in the void is covered by extremely thick torpedo launch tubes and relic-like light spear cannons. No Imperial battleship...or even an entire Imperial Navy can project as much long-range firepower as the Mountain Formation. There was a lot of gunfire on one side of the ship.

Thousands of battle honors and traces prove the turbulent years this behemoth has experienced over tens of thousands of years. As long as the Phalanx resides in the solar system, Terra and Mars will always remain absolutely safe!

The Void Dragon stared at the Phalanx. Although he had already observed this engineering miracle with the help of the mechanical eyes of the Imperial Fist technical sergeants, and helped them maintain and repair the ancient and complex incomprehensible damage areas of the Phalanx in the form of dreams, But that is ultimately not as clear and detailed as observing with your own eyes.

The Void Dragon came up with an idea. He is the master of machinery and the reality of physical concepts. The way he exerts his power should not be to create sharp claws or spit out flames...

This is a behavior that only wild beasts would have, and as an extraordinary and holy star god, he should have a more powerful way to display his power.

"Same as usual."

Amidst the bombardment of the God Emperor's light, the Void Dragon muttered to himself. Then the Phalanx, which had guarded the solar system for thousands of years, was enslaved by the supreme will of the Void Dragon.

No matter how much the Imperial Fists' technical sergeants manipulated and prayed, this glorious relic belonging to their chapter showed no feedback, but moved steadily and unstoppably closer and closer to Terra.

Thousands of unmanned torpedoes, light spears, and macro cannons that were even judged to be unusable were all aimed at the Terra Palace and at the decaying skeleton sitting on the throne.

One volley, two volleys, three volleys, four volleys...

The bombing instantly covered the sky of Terra, and multiple combined planet-level void shields tried their best to resist the bombing. Although the Mechanic Priests did not understand why the Phalanx dropped the shell on their heads, they understood that when the void shield was down That was the day when all of Terra was reduced to ashes.

Seeing Terra's situation, the God-Emperor knew that he would not be able to put the awakened Void Dragon to sleep today, so he had no choice but to shoot the God-Emperor's light into the Dragon Guard's body, using them as nodes to form a golden prison.

The Phalanx must be moved away from the Void Dragon's perception range...

The God-Emperor gathered his power into the Star Torch, and this brilliant beacon that could not be looked directly at in the eyes of navigators and other psychics burst out with even more dazzling light.

A crack was torn around the Phalanx. The God Emperor pushed the Phalanx into the crack, preparing the Phalanx to appear in Cadia, which was besieged by the Black Legion. The Void Dragon repaired many of the Phalanx's problems. equipment.

What about unmanned loading devices, automatic aiming systems, universal transmission engines...

These will cause the Black Legion to suffer huge losses.

The God-Emperor felt exhausted after doing all this, but he had no time to rest. Nurgle's attacks became more and more fierce, and the virus he spilled became more and more deadly.

"Alas..." The God-Emperor sighed, and when he separated from Angron's body, he fired a blast of power to repair his injuries. Then the God-Emperor watched as the mixed consciousnesses of Angron and Orikan were forcibly dragged away. Walk.

"Are you ready? Alpha...Aurora."

After receiving no reply for a long time, Aurora disappeared. The God-Emperor regained his consciousness and continued to observe the situation of the entire empire and wrestle with Nurgle on countless worlds.

In the Grand Canteen Galaxy, Odemeyer, who was rebuilding the core of the Golden Ark with Delia, noticed an anomaly in the data.

It went away as quickly as it came. If she hadn't completely sunk her consciousness into the fortress, she wouldn't have been able to notice this strangeness at all.

"What's wrong? Teacher?" Delia couldn't help but ask when she saw Odemeyer's serious expression.

"No...it's nothing..." Odemeyer waved her hand, indicating that it was no big deal, but after a while she was always uneasy, so she ordered Delia to return to the cafeteria and took the golden ark by herself. All the core work.

......

Angron felt that he was flying under the drag of a powerful force again. This feeling of powerlessness made him feel sad. He escaped from reality by simply closing his eyes and cutting off perception.

With a bang, Angron felt that his perception of the world became real. His body was heavy and cold, not like what a living person should be.

He heard a cacophony of exchanges, and the sounds were vaguely familiar.

Dorne, Perturabo, Fulgrim, Jaghatai...

Angron didn't have much affection for his brother, but curiosity still prompted him to open his eyes.

The field of vision was first filled with a dark green, and then layers of images were superimposed on each other, gradually forming an ultra-high-definition picture that was beyond the reach of the naked eye.

Angron saw a metal skeleton touching his body, and his disgust suddenly arose. He grabbed the metal skeleton with both hands without any explanation, and tore the head and torso apart.

In the sizzling sound of electricity splashing around, Angron saw his brother. Although the appearance is a bit unfamiliar, the temperament that permeates from the bones cannot be changed.

Among these people, he saw the green-armored man who put the bomb into his mouth.

It was this guy who brought him back from his resting place to this universe full of painful memories.

Angron roared angrily and rushed towards Lin Fan.

He didn't desire to defeat Lin Fan, he just wanted to die cleanly.