Sci-Fi War, Start With An Upgradeable Spaceship

Horus tore apart reality, throwing countless seething nightmare entities into the loyalist ranks.

But the Emperor's power still protected Terra, and no demon could set foot there.

Without these terrible monsters, the power of mankind has been strengthened again.

Then things didn't go well.

The reason comes from Qi Le, the first saint of the empire.

She once used the power of the emperor to expel the demons, thus establishing the Church of the Holy Word.

Yet faith is a vicious poison to man.

The Emperor had tried to pull it up and smash it to pieces.

However, all failed.

He destroyed all false gods, but human beings regarded him as a new god.

This is undoubtedly a great irony.

In the calculations of the gods, even the most devout believers will become their playthings.

Qile originally thought that faith only brought them closer to the Emperor.

However, it brought heavy damage to the emperor.

Such damage is not weaker than the damage Horus brought to the Emperor.

The Lightbearers formed by one hand became a source of corruption and corruption.

The traitors attacked the Emperor with the help of his disciples, and opened the Emperor's shield with the power of corruption, allowing the power of the evil god to descend on the surface of Terra.

Qi Le corrected her wrong belief in time, but the damage has already been done.

The power that corrupts the faithful corrupts the Emperor.

The war in the subspace ended in human defeat again.

He was unable to protect Terra anymore, so he retreated to the palace on the Himalayas, holding the last line of defense.

Sigismund, Zhu Khan and other major loyalist elites also withdrew to Terra according to the order.

The return process was not smooth. Horus took control of space, and many people died for it, so that he was able to send the best warriors of the empire back to the emperor.

Darkness invades, and traitors spread death and fear to Terra is not the most terrible thing.

Worse things happened.

With the help of countless sacrifices and tricks of Horus, the barrier between reality and illusion has been weakened infinitely.

The evil gods have unleashed their armies to fight on the eternal battlefield.

The first to arrive was the Lord of Corruption, the great chasm that allowed the passage of the Plague Ark.

The massive Plague Ark was a poor parody of the Empire's colossal spaceships.

Drive through the eerie sky that reflects the decaying lands, and enter the real world.

Their total is seven, a holy number belonging to the Lord of Corruption.

These plague arks were once living creatures, and may even still be.

These plague arks are actually void whales that were dragged into the realm of chaos during the Eternal Night catastrophe.

Decay makes the creatures almost unrecognizable.

Supernatural pests and plagues multiply within them.

A variety of parasites reside in the rotting flesh.

The wounds on their bodies cannot heal even after thousands of years.

Viscous pus dripped all over his body.

In the continuously expanding holes on the body, corrupted blood and excrement fell like mud.

Countless fat, greedy and thirsty flies surrounded the flesh ship like a fluttering black tulle.

These behemoths were imprisoned by the will of the God of Corruption, and became vehicles to carry the subordinates of the God of Corruption.

The Emperor's power was weakened, and he could not prevent these monsters from descending on Terra.

The first void whale passed through the barrier between the real world and the subspace, like a rotting dead baby being lifted into the real world.

After passing through the barrier, the huge void whale immediately fell to the ground.

After leaving the subspace, the flesh and blood of the void whale rotted significantly faster.

The greenish skin split open from the sides, and a large amount of fetid pus flowed out.

Hordes of demons emerged from the rotting ichor and set foot on the land of Terra.

Flies are the most numerous Warp creatures.

Countless swarms of flies were densely packed, shining black, and overwhelming, covering any loyalists they encountered.

These flies are deadly, and they carry the blessing of the god of corruption.

Any human being bitten by them is transformed into a plague walker, a member of the Fallen.

Plague spirits and demons harboring countless germs and parasites swarmed out.

The places they walked were distorted and corrupted, the solid ground turned into a rotten swamp, the trees withered and rotted, and countless germs and parasites crawled out of the decayed corpses.

Those dead bodies became breeding grounds for monsters.

These cursed things flocked to the palace overwhelmingly.

As long as they win, Terra will become the second Eye of Terror, tearing everything apart.

This is not all, other evil gods also released their subordinates.

Bathed in blood, raised in the flames of war, the Lord of Corruption is followed by the King of Blood and Tyranny, the Herald of Skull and Slaughter.

Giant red skulls rushed down from the sky, like meteorites hitting the ground.

These giant skulls are all constructed from the heads of countless dead, ferocious and terrifying, coming with the desire for war and killing.

The number falling in each wave is eight, which is the holy number belonging to the god of blood and war.

The flames reminded us of those terrible creatures, who were bathed in blood and slaughtered.

Just the existence itself has already made people see an endless sea of ​​blood and skulls.

After landing, all the skulls were burning, and Terra turned into a burning hell.

The blood-stained corpses were scattered everywhere, and those ancient war apostles with hatred came to the mortal world with the will of their masters.

In the burning hell, those red-skinned demons with inhuman bodies and faces appeared first.

They are the most ferocious fighters in the universe, eternally hungry, thirsty for blood and death, eager for destruction and anger.

These monsters are furious all the time and never stop.

The most terrifying of these are the blood and the Lord of War's Chosen.

Those who are terrified are called great demons.

These big blood-colored demons are tall, with endless anger and blood-thirsty wormholes, holding blood-colored axes and vicious iron thorns.

Those long dead corpses were trampled mercilessly by them, turning into rotten meat mixed with the soil.

And those unlucky ones who have nothing to do will be beheaded by them and dedicated to their masters.

The sound of the curse echoes in the mind of every psyker who can communicate with the Warp.

The malicious whispers were repeated over and over again in the ears of everyone who was asleep or awake.

Until every listener screamed out that terrible name, the name that cannot be directly described.

It is the absurd, the weird, the changing, the madness itself.

It is the concept of magic and treachery, the king of manipulation and psionic power.

With a deep voice, double heads, wearing a costume made of strange runes, and holding a scepter, the Life Weaver appeared from the spiritual storm.

Accompanying him are countless blue demons.

They make eerie sounds, as if to fool mortals who know nothing about the truth of the world.

The last one to appear is the god of joy and depravity. Its growth time is not very long, but its existence is equally sinister.

In the dense, strange light, those terrible monsters emerged from the crack.

Their bodies are distorted and strange, but they have an alternative beauty.

Even if it is a completely different creature.

The moment all creatures see them, they will feel beautiful, extremely beautiful.

It is a kind of horror, madness, and the beauty of bloody art.

The movement of these demons contains the charm that makes all living beings be overwhelmed.

It is the embodiment of the concept of beauty in all living things.

Their existence even distorts the original meaning of the word handsome.

These monsters are too perfect, beyond the acceptable limits of all living things.

The form of these demons is charming, possessing an irresistible charm for ordinary people, which makes people yearn for but frighten, and cannot be avoided.

Their bodies full of contorted beauty exude a rich to sweet, breathless fragrance.

Any living being who smells this fragrance will feel that they have entered a wonderful paradise.

They lost their will and just wanted to indulge in this wonderful paradise until the end of the universe.

The power of the gods extends to the real universe, and countless terrible nightmares come out of people's fantasy dreams and spread to everyone.

Everyone on Terra felt that terrible malice.

Those evil gods have made their final preparations, ready to share and enjoy their feast.

In front of the palace, Sanguinius forced the Emperor's Son Primarch, Fulgrim, to degenerate into a half-snake, half-human with one blow. Seeing the wave of cursed things coming, his eyes were full of horror.

The power of the gods completely enveloped Terra, once they failed, the consequences would be disastrous.

"`" Sanguinius, give up. You can't do anything"~.

Fulgrim looked at his former brother and smiled.

His voice is still pleasant.

But Sanguinius understood that he was no longer his noble brother.

No longer the noble demigod. (de Zhao)

Now Fulgrim is just a fearsome puppet of the evil god.

A poor wretch who was robbed of everything by the negative cosmic beings.

"Look at what you have become. This is the retribution for abandoning loyalty." Sanguinius held a spear, with wings stretched behind his back. "You are groveling to your masters, who are so pitiful that they depend on fooling themselves, and you are convinced of it.""

"Repent for your crimes on Isstvan, Fulgrim, and I swear I will bring you before Ferrus, and let you know what punishment it is to betray and kill a brother.

"That's interesting, I'm here to kill you too, Sanguinius. You failed, Guilliman definitely couldn't reach Terra before the fall. 39

Fulgrim's snake body swayed, showing a mocking smile.

"Give up the body of this ashes universe like me and become a creature of the subspace, this is the only way for you to survive.

"The son of Baal never betrays." Sanguinius soared into the air, attacking with a spear in his hand.

Even if there is no hope, he will fight to the last moment.

"Then you will die in this place, accompanied by the false emperor who claimed to be his father. No one will remember your existence, and no one will sing your story, Sanguinius, maybe I will die in the future , remembering your stupidity and dying screams, I will savor it carefully."5

Fulgrim yelled viciously, four arms waving weapons against Sanguinius.