Chapter 267 Magnus: Who is it? Who is it? !
Battleground on the moon.
Outside the atmosphere, the warships of the Pilgrim Expedition hold their line and fight against the incoming Thousand Sons fleet.
On the surface, the Tizca Pyramid of the Thousand Sons' fallen Primarch, the Red King Magnus, flashes with sorcery light and continues to tear at the Webway barrier.
Trying to tear open a crack in the Webway.
The ground forces led by Guilliman fight the Chaos Demons summoned by the Red King in front of the pyramid.
They must destroy it before the pyramid tears open the Webway barrier!
However, the situation takes a sharp turn for the worse, and the Primarch is bound by the Red King's sorcery spell and is hit into the crater by hundreds of tons of scrap steel.
Life or death is unknown.
"In the name of the Emperor, drive out this darkness..."
Saint Celestine, the silver-haired angel floats in the air, and as she prays, her white wings and armor radiate golden light.
When the holy energy hits.
She swung the Blazing Heart Sword violently, and the golden whip of flame swept out, turning all the demons that blocked the way into ashes.
Then, the silver-haired angel flapped its wings and attacked the one-eyed red demon in front.
"Filthy evil, all of you die!"
At the same time, Inquisitor Greyfax also launched an attack.
She shot and slashed the demons with the power sword while rushing towards the Red King.
Fighting with life!
"Pathetic fools, your struggle will be in vain."
Magnus shook his head slightly, raised his Wandering Blade Staff and waved it lightly, and several blue fireballs flew out.
The blue fireballs quickly grew larger and knocked the two out.
The remaining flames burned the souls of the two warriors, and the intense pain temporarily made them lose their fighting power.
The Red King who created all this was not satisfied yet.
He pointed the Wandering Blade Staff at the ground.
Bang——
The colorful flames broke through the bedrock, burning the imperial warriors who were unfortunately caught in the attack range.
Hundreds of imperial warriors were burned tragically.
The flames were so terrifying that even the determined Space Marines could not help but wail in despair.
But these pains could not defeat those loyal and brave warriors.
"Fear no evil, fear no death, my soul will return to the throne!" The White Scarred Warrior left a prayer before his death.
"For the Emperor!"
"Courage and glory!"
A team of Ultramarines veterans continued to kill the enemy in the flames, one after another, not far in front of the Red King.
Turned into a charred corpse.
Magnus watched all this indifferently and sneered:
"Watch it, the false emperor can't protect you at all, and your death will be worthless."
Bang!
The bomb hit the Red King's one eye.
"Chaos watchdog, coward!"
The Ultramarines veteran delivered the last blow, sneered and fell down, turning into a charred corpse.
Magnus touched the slightly stinging one eye, he was silent for a while, and launched a more fierce attack.
The believers of the false emperor should all die, this is their fate!
In an instant, the battlefield was filled with even more terrible blood and rain, and countless loyal warriors turned to ashes.
Behind the Red King, the voices of the high-level wizards of the Thousand Sons in the Tizca Pyramid became louder and louder.
The ritual entered the final stage.
The light of the pyramid became deeper, which was a sign that the ritual was about to be completed.
The webway barrier was crumbling.
The edge of the battlefield.
The Dream sneaked up, and the entire ship almost merged with the starry sky.
In the bridge.
"Hiss~ Too scary..."
With the help of the projected monitoring equipment, Ron saw the tragic situation on the surface of the moon.
He couldn't help but take a breath.
Magnus is too strong.
The terrifying predictive ability and weird means are hard to guard against.
The Red King is the fallen primarch, the most powerful psychic in the real universe except the Emperor, known as the King of Warlocks.
He can be said to be one of the most powerful individuals in the real universe, and the most difficult type.
Even Guilliman stepped on the trap set by the other party and was blown away.
Even though Roen was at the edge of the space battlefield, he did not dare to watch the surveillance video directly, but watched it after several transcriptions.
So as not to attract the attention of the other party.
Looking at the Tizca Pyramid in the picture, Roen was in trouble: "Good guy, Xiao Ma wants to create another webway crack?"
Ten thousand years ago, Magnus created a webway crack, and that crack was named "Magnus's Folly".
Now he wants to create another "Magnus's Folly No. 2".
Double goal, right?
Once a new webway crack appears, Holy Terra is probably finished, and the imperial administrative agencies are expected to move collectively.
And the imperial army is likely to build a defense line around the solar system, and continuously transfer troops from all over to fill it in.
To prevent the Chaos Demon from spreading from the crack to other places.
If Magnus succeeds in this wave, it will be regarded as a stab in the aorta of the empire. With continuous blood loss, it may send the already weak empire away.
We must stop him!
"Savior, the Holy Nova Cannon has been debugged and can be fired at any time!"
The technical officer in charge of the battleship's main gun reported.
Ron rubbed his hands, looking forward to it: "This thing should be able to destroy the pyramid, right?"
The Nova Cannon of the Dream is a thing from the golden age of mankind, and it can make a hole in the Ers Moon.
Speaking of which, he had obtained the Dream for so many years, but he had not personally experienced the power of the Nova gun on the battlefield.
Let's try it today!
But Ron was not in a hurry, and did not even let the Nova gun aim at the pyramid.
He was worried that once he aimed, he would be discovered by Magnus.
Even if the Dream was separated from it by more than 100,000 kilometers, Ron did not feel the slightest bit of safety.
After all, a certain Nurgle Fallen Primarch had a record of corrupting and destroying a fleet alone.
Compared with him, Magnus was not inferior at all.
The Red King had just used a witchcraft ritual to pull the entire pilgrim expedition into the vortex not long ago.
Even if the Dream was strong enough to withstand the opponent's witchcraft attack.
Don't forget that the mainstream tactic in this world is boarding and beheading. Once Magnus somehow breaks into the Dream.
No one on the entire Dream will survive.
His clone would probably be crushed to death by the opponent.
If his real body was here, he might be able to resist for a while and fight a few moves with the Fallen Primarch.
But not much.
So, Ron was waiting for an opportunity.
Someone must be able to entangle Magnus and make him unable to split his attention.
Only then did he dare to control the Nova main gun to attack the pyramid.
Ron turned the surveillance screen to a crater on the surface of the moon, and could clearly see a big hole on the side of the crater.
Guilliman, who was imprisoned by sorcery, was pressed inside by scrap steel, and it was unknown what the situation was.
Ron was not worried at all about this.
Guilliman would not fall so easily. After all, this Primarch had endured so many heavy blows and was fine.
Falling to the ground was the beginning of Guilliman's counterattack!
But now time is tight, and Ron urgently hopes that the other party can break free from the imprisonment as soon as possible.
He looked at the surveillance screen anxiously: "Get up, my brother!"
As soon as Ron finished speaking, the picture changed. Guilliman, the son of the Emperor... stood up!
...
The moon, the crater.
Guilliman's eyes were only dark.
A piercing alarm rang out in the helmet, and blood-red warning runes filled the eyepiece.
The Primarch's perception was dulling, and even the intense pain caused by the tearing of organs and the crushing of bones was dissipating.
So be it...
He wanted to fall asleep and never wake up again.
But he couldn't.
His father's empire was waiting for him to save it, and mankind was in a dark age of extreme suffering!
He couldn't leave like this.
He, the thirteenth son of the Emperor, had hesitated and made a big mistake.
But this time, no matter which fallen brother, don't think of stopping me again.
Humanity, under my leadership, will surely move towards revival!
Blood vessels swelled, great power surged--
Bang!!!
Guilliman raised his arm to crush the scrap steel pressing on him, and with a roar that soared into the sky, all the remaining scrap steel on his body flew away.
The Primarch jumped suddenly, and with the help of the armor power system, he crossed a distance of several kilometers.
He fell in front of Magnus with a bang.
As the smoke and dust dissipated, Guilliman, bathed in the cold light of the moon and covered with wounds, was full of fighting spirit!
At the edge of the distant battlefield, Ron, who was watching the surveillance video, couldn't help but get excited. Guilliman* was a battle-damaged version. This was the complete form. This was a sure thing!
He immediately walked to the launch pad, activated the Nova Cannon, and began to condense energy.
At this time, the Tizca Pyramid was completely covered by red light.
"You can't break through the defense line and come to me. Robert, you are doomed to fail..."
Magnus looked at Guilliman not far away and showed a sarcastic smile.
He raised the Wandering Blade Staff again and summoned more demons.
At the same time, the warriors of the Thousand Sons Legion poured out of the pyramid, and the scale was expanding every second.
The wizards drove the flying disc and created a barrier in front of Magnus.
The Scarab Terminator and the Chaos Space Marines rushed forward.
Dozens of times the number of enemies are rushing here, enough to drown the expeditionary force here!
The soldiers of the expeditionary force, they stared at all this in a daze and felt powerless.
"This is troublesome..." Inside the Dream, Ron frowned as he looked at the surveillance screen.
If Magnus could not be restrained, he would have no chance to attack the pyramid.
The signal detected by the detector later made him frown.
On the battlefield.
Guilliman looked at the enemies rushing over Magnus and felt the despair of the warriors.
However, there was still hope.
He raised the Emperor's Sword, and the scorching flames surged, and he said decisively, "You, the shameless Chaos slave, can't stop us!"
After speaking, the light shone across the sky.
Just before hope was extinguished, the Emperor's salvation came to the battlefield.
Reinforcements have arrived!
The golden fighter flew out of the void, swooped down, and whistled across the surface.
Wherever it went, it set off a destructive artillery curtain, turning the filthy flesh and blood of Chaos Space Marines and demons into debris all over the sky.
Boom boom boom——
A thunderous roar came from space, the sound came from a space monster made of plasteel and adamantium.
The Terran garrison fleet broke into the near-moon orbit!
The fleet that covered the sky and the sun made the Chaos Fleet of the Thousand Sons pale in comparison.
“Reinforcements are coming, counterattack, counterattack!”
Shashim roared excitedly, and he controlled the Govindi and rushed towards the enemy ship.
The Imperial fleet began to cross the defense line, and the ship's guns poured down on the Thousand Sons Chaos like raindrops, making a thunderous roar.
The Thousand Sons fleet fell one after another, turning into fireworks in space.
The energy of the teleportation array gathered on the surface of the moon, outlining the shape of a vortex in the smoke and dust-the golden armored giants stepped out with spears raised.
That was the Imperial Guard!
After arriving at the battlefield, the Imperial Guards immediately launched an attack, and the frenzy of explosives rushed directly into the enemy formation.
The wizards hurriedly commanded the puppets to resist, but they were powerless.
Swift as wind, aggressive as fire!
The golden armored giants killed into the enemy group, using their giant blades like mowing grass, harvesting the lives of wizards.
The barrier in front of Magnus was disappearing!
With the arrival of reinforcements, the expeditionary forces were re-invigorated, and they launched a counterattack against the enemy with a thousand times more anger.
The Grey Knights and the Dreadnoughts launched a heroic charge, pushing the demons in front.
The silver-haired angel fluttered its wings, and the golden flames of the Blazing Heart Sword cut a brilliant path through the Chaos Line.
Below her was Inquisitor Greyfax, and the fury of the explosives gushed out towards the enemy.
Boom boom boom!
Another wave of support from the Empire arrived.
The bright yellow airdrop pods fell and smashed into the ground, and teams of Imperial Fists stepped out and fired fiercely at the enemy.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh——
Several red and black Valkyrie fighters of the Astrospeaking Hall broke into the depths of the battlefield, where Guilliman and Magnus had a decisive battle.
The Valkyrie fighters flew low, and several teams of Sisters of Silence jumped down. They worked together to eliminate all the barriers in front of the Red King.
"Untouchable!"
Magnus's anger poured out turbid tentacles and blue flames swept over.
However, the Red King's sorcery dissipated before it touched the Sisters of Silence.
This group of untouchables created a hole around them, and no psychic power could enter this area.
"Your evil magic has failed, face me!"
Guilliman waited for the long-awaited opportunity and charged at Magnus.
The Red King had a gloomy face and drew out the Wandering Blade Staff. Since sorcery could not crush his Primarch brother.
Then he would cut off his head himself.
Decisive battle!
The two Primarchs collided with each other with overwhelming momentum.
The sharp master blades collided and produced bursting sparks, and the aftermath of the battle shattered the rocks on the surface.
Bang!
The sharp blades of both sides collided again and stalemate.
Magnus laughed wildly: "The ceremony will end soon, Holy Terra is over, false emperor, you see, your empire is about to collapse!
And you, Robert, will witness everything you cherish turn to ashes with your own eyes, this is your fate!"
Buzz~
The red light of the Tizca Pyramid reached its limit, and the webway barrier was torn at the edge.
In the subspace, the demons gathered were restless.
They couldn't wait to invade the real universe and devour all fresh flesh and blood.
The huge chaotic aura even spread to the battlefield.
"No!"
Guilliman looked at the scene in front of him, and suddenly an indescribable fear surged in his heart.
He was kicked hard in the chest and fell into the valley pit.
Magnus's excitement reached the extreme.
He personally planned this huge ceremony to bury the Empire and his Primarch brothers.
The plan is complete!
Hmm?
Suddenly, Magnus sensed something and cast his eyes to the distant space.
However, it was too late.
Whoosh--
A ray of light passed through the distant space and instantly shot into the lunar atmosphere. The dazzling light almost obscured everyone's vision.
Boom!
The extremely fierce plasma warhead hit the witchcraft curtain of the Tizca Pyramid, and the energy of both sides was resisting.
Boom--
Even if the witchcraft curtain absorbed most of the energy, the plasma warhead still exploded.
Extremely high-temperature flames erupted, engulfing the Thousand Sons Legion around the pyramid.
The sky turned red under the high temperature, and the atmosphere was due to the friction of plasma.
A gorgeous aurora appeared.
When the high-temperature flames dissipated, the Thousand Sons Legion suffered heavy casualties, and the melted armor was spread on the ground, forming a layer of steel surface.
The side bottom of the pyramid's witchcraft curtain was burned out, and the whole was revealed, and the tearing of the barrier of the webway was temporarily stopped in the shock.
On the battlefield.
Everyone stared at all this in a daze, and they were deeply shocked by the mysterious and terrible weapon.
"Who is it, who is it?!"
Magnus was furious.
He waved the wandering blade staff and locked the source of the attack.
Then he tried his best to control the Tizca Pyramid to launch a counterattack, and the surging witchcraft energy gathered, and a terrifying beam of rays shot into the deep space.
At the same time, he used the traces left on the battlefield to use witchcraft to find the identity of the enemy.
"Whoever it is, will usher in the most terrifying nightmare"
Magnus gritted his teeth.
Suddenly he recalled the tarot cards he had opened when he was looking for his destiny.
According to the interpretation, he would be attacked by the Devourer in the near future.
Could it be that Devourer! ?
After Magnus got more accurate information, he accelerated the speed of the witchcraft lock.
He couldn't escape!
Dream, bridge.
"Awesome, so awesome..."
At this moment, Ron felt like he had gulped down a can of iced Cola in the scorching desert, feeling refreshed.
He understood a little bit why Caul liked to fire the Nova Cannon.
And it’s even more fun to fire in secret!
“Get ready for the second shot.” He rubbed his hands excitedly. With just one more shot, he could destroy the pyramid!
“Fuck, so fast?”
As soon as he raised his hand to put on the launcher, he saw the witchcraft ray coming from afar.
Boom——
The witchcraft ray hit the void shield of the Dream, bursting out a red energy wave, and the entire ship shook violently.
The line burst out with arcs.
Fortunately, the vibration quickly stabilized.
This attack actually knocked off the four layers of the void shield of the Dream, and even the fifth layer of the void shield was about to fall apart.
The pyramid of the Red King is probably also top-notch.
The Dream may not be able to withstand the next wave of attacks!
“Quickly start the subspace migration. After the Nova Cannon is fired, jump away immediately!”
At the main gun muzzle, the plasma light of the Nova Cannon flashed.
“Go!”
The plasma energy reached its limit, and Ron pulled the valve down suddenly.
The plasma warhead shot out in the direction of the moon and disappeared in the field of vision in an instant...
