Warhammer: Beginning with Planetary Governors

Chapter 267 Magnus: Who is it? Who is it?
Moon battlefield.

Outside the atmosphere, the warships of the Pilgrim Expedition held their lines and fought against the attacking Thousand Sons fleet.

On the surface, the Tizca Pyramid of Magnus the Red King, the Fallen Primarch of the Thousand Sons, glowed with sorcerous light, continuously tearing at the Webway barrier.

Trying to tear a crack in the network.

The ground forces, led by Guilliman, fought against the Chaos Daemons summoned by the Red King in front of the pyramid.

They must destroy the pyramid before it tears through the Webway barrier!
However, the situation took a turn for the worse, as the Primarch was bound by the Red King's sorcery spell and was smashed into the crater by hundreds of tons of scrap steel.

Life and death do not know.

"In the name of the Emperor, drive out this darkness..."

Saint Celestine, the silver-haired angel floated in the air, her white wings and armor shining with golden light as she prayed.

When that divine energy hits.

She swung the Blazing Heart Sword violently, and the golden flame whip swept out, turning all the demons that blocked her way into ashes.

Afterwards, the silver-haired angel flapped its wings and attacked the one-eyed red devil in front.

"Die, all of you filthy evil!"

At the same time, Inquisitor Greyfax also launched an attack.

She shot and hacked at demons with her power sword as she lunged at the Crimson King.

Gambling with your life!

"You pathetic fools, your struggles will be in vain."

Magnus shook his head slightly. He raised his Wandering Blade Staff and swung it lightly, and several blue fireballs flew out.

The blue fireball quickly grew larger and knocked the two people away.

The remaining flames burned the souls of the two warriors, and the intense pain caused them to temporarily lose their fighting ability.

The Crimson King who created all this is not satisfied yet.

He pointed his Wandering Blade at the ground.

bang——

Colorful waves of flame broke through the bedrock, burning any Imperial warriors who were unfortunate enough to fall within the attack range.

Hundreds of Imperial warriors were burned.

The flames were so terrifying that even the most determined Space Marines couldn't help but wail in despair.

But these pains could not defeat those loyal and brave soldiers.

"I am not afraid of evil, I am not afraid of death, my soul will return to the throne!" The White Scar 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, falling not far in front of the Red King.

Turned into a charred corpse.

Magnus watched all this with indifference and said sarcastically:

"Just watch, that false emperor will not be able to protect you at all, and your death will be worthless."

boom!
The explosive bomb hit the Red King's single eye.

"Chaos Watchdog, coward!"

The Ultramarines veteran delivered a final blow, sneered, and fell down, turning into a charred corpse.

Magnus touched his slightly stinging single eye. After a moment of silence, he launched a more fierce attack.

All believers of the false emperor should die; this is their fate!

In an instant, the battlefield was filled with even more terrible blood and gore, and countless loyal soldiers were reduced to ashes.

Behind the Red King, the voices of the spells chanted by the high-level wizards of the Thousand Sons in the Tizca Pyramid became louder and louder.

The ceremony entered its final stage.

This made the pyramid's glow grow darker, a sign that the ritual was about to be completed.

The webway barrier is crumbling.

The edge of the battlefield.

The Dream sneaked up, and its entire ship almost merged with the starry sky.

Inside the bridge.

"Hiss~ This is 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 gasp.

Magnus is too strong.

The terrifying predictive ability and strange methods are hard to guard against.

The Red King is the Fallen Primarch, the most powerful psychic in the real universe besides the Emperor, and is known as the King of Warlocks.

He can be said to be one of the most powerful individuals in the real universe, and also one of the most difficult types.

Even Guilliman stepped into the trap set by the opponent and was knocked away.

Even though Ron was at the edge of the space battlefield, he didn't dare to watch the surveillance video directly. Instead, he watched it after it had been transcribed several times.

So as not to attract the other party's attention.

Looking at the Tizca Pyramid on the screen, Ron was in trouble: "Oh my god, Xiao Ma wants to create another webway crack?"

Ten thousand years ago, Magnus created a crack in the Webway, which was named "Magnus' Folly".

Now he wants to come up with a "Magnus's Fool No. 2".

Scored twice, right?

If new Webway cracks appear, Holy Terra will probably be doomed, and the Imperial administrative agencies will probably have to relocate collectively.

The imperial army will most likely build a defense line around the solar system and continuously transfer troops from all over to fill it.

To prevent Chaos Demons from spreading through the rifts to other places.

If Magnus succeeds in this move, it would be like hitting the empire's vital artery. With continued blood loss, the already weak empire might be destroyed.

He must be stopped!
"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 Dream's Nova main gun is a gadget from the golden age of mankind, and it can create a hole in the Ers moon.

By the way, even after all these years since he acquired the Dream, he has yet to personally experience the power of the Nova’s main gun on the battlefield.

Come try it today!
But Ron was not in a hurry, and did not even aim the Nova main gun at the pyramid.

He was afraid that if he took aim, he would be spotted by Magnus.

Even though the Dream was tens of thousands of kilometers away from him, Ron did not feel safe at all.

After all, there is a record of a certain fallen Primarch of Nurgle corrupting and destroying an entire fleet on his own.

Magnus is not inferior to him at all.

Not long ago, the Red King used witchcraft rituals to pull the entire pilgrim expedition into the vortex.

Even if the Dream is strong enough to withstand the opponent's witchcraft attack.

Don't forget that the mainstream tactic in this world is boarding and decapitation, once Magnus somehow breaks into the Dream.

No one on the Dream will survive.

It is estimated that his clone will be crushed to death by the other party in an instant.

If my real body were here, I might be able to hold out for a while and exchange a few moves with the Fallen Primarch.

But not much.

So, Ron was waiting for an opportunity.

Someone had to keep Magnus busy and distract him.

Only then did he dare to control the Nova main gun to attack the pyramid.

Ron switched the surveillance screen to a crater on the surface of the moon, and could clearly see a large hole on the side of the crater.

Guilliman was imprisoned by sorcery and was trapped inside by scrap steel. No one knew what was happening to him.

Ron wasn't worried at all about this.

Guilliman would not fall so easily. After all, this Primarch had endured so many heavy blows and was still fine.

Falling to the ground is just the beginning of Lao Ji’s counterattack!
But now time is running out, and Ron desperately hopes that the other party can break free as soon as possible.

He looked at the surveillance footage anxiously: "Get up, my brother!"

As soon as Roan finished speaking, the scene changed. The Emperor's son Guilliman... stood up!
……

Moon surface, craters.

Guilliman saw only darkness.

A piercing alarm rang out in the helmet, and blood-red warning runes filled the eyepiece.

The Primarch's senses were dulling, even the intense pain from torn organs and shattered bones was dissipating.

So be it……

He wanted to fall into a deep sleep and never wake up.

But he can't.

His father's empire is waiting for him to save it, and mankind is in a dark age of extreme suffering!
He couldn't just leave.

He, the Emperor's thirteenth son, had hesitated and made a big mistake.

But this time, no matter which fallen brother, he will not be able to stop me again.

Under my leadership, mankind will surely move towards revival!

Blood vessels expand, great power surges——

Bang! ! !
Guilliman raised his arms to crush the scrap steel that was pressing on his body, and with a roar that reached the sky, all the remaining scraps of steel on his body were thrown away.

The Primarch leaped forward, and with the help of his armor's power system, he covered a distance of several kilometers.

It crashed down in front of Magnus.

As the smoke and dust dissipated, Guilliman, bathed in the cool light of the moon and covered in wounds, was full of fighting spirit!
At the distant edge of the battlefield, Ron couldn't help but get excited while watching the surveillance video. Guilliman's battle-damaged version, this is his complete form, this is a sure thing!
He immediately walked to the launch pad, activated the Nova Cannon, and began to gather energy.

At this time, the Tizca Pyramid was completely covered by red light.

"You can't break through the defense and come to me. Robert, you are doomed to fail..."

Magnus looked at Guilliman not far away with a sarcastic smile. He raised his Wandering Blade Staff again and summoned more demons.

At the same time, warriors of the Thousand Sons Legion poured out of the pyramid, and their size was expanding every second.

The wizards controlled the flying discs and created barriers in front of Magnus.

Scarab Terminators and Chaos Space Marines rushed forward.

Dozens of times more enemies are rushing here, enough to overwhelm the expeditionary force here!

The soldiers of the expeditionary force stared at all this and felt powerless.

"This is troublesome..." Inside the Dream, Ron looked at the surveillance footage and frowned.

If he couldn't restrain Magnus, he would have no chance of attacking the pyramid at all.

The signal detected by the detector afterwards made his eyebrows jump.

On the battlefield.

Guilliman looked at the enemies rushing towards this side, passing Magnus, and he felt the despair of the warriors.

However, there is still hope.

He raised the Emperor's Sword, blazing with flames, and said in a decisive tone, "You, shameless slave of Chaos, cannot stop us!"

As soon as he finished speaking, light filled the sky.

Just on the eve of hope being extinguished, the Emperor's salvation arrives on the battlefield.

Reinforcements have arrived!

A golden fighter jet flew out from the void, swooped down, and roared across the ground.

Wherever it went, it set off a barrage of destructive artillery fire, turning the filthy flesh and blood of Chaos Space Marines and Daemons into debris all over the sky.

Boom boom boom——

A thunderous roar was heard in space, the sound coming from space monsters made of plastic steel and adamantium.

The Terra garrison fleet broke into near-moon orbit!
The fleet that covered the sky and the sun eclipsed the Chaos Fleet of the Thousand Sons.

"Reinforcements are coming, counterattack, counterattack!"

Shahim roared with excitement as he steered the Govindi towards the enemy ship.

The Imperial fleet began to cross the defense line, and the naval guns poured down on the Thousand Sons of Chaos like raindrops, emitting a deafening roar.

The Thousand Sons fleets fell one after another and turned 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 - golden-armored giants stepped out with spears raised.

That's the Imperial Guard!

After arriving at the battlefield, the Imperial Guards immediately launched an attack, and a torrent of explosive bombs rushed directly into the enemy camp.

The wizards hurriedly commanded the puppets to resist, but they were powerless.

Swift as the wind, aggressive as fire!
The golden-armored giants charged into the enemy group, using their giant blades to harvest the lives of the wizards like mowing grass.

The barrier in front of Magnus is disappearing!

With the arrival of reinforcements, the expeditionary forces were re-energized and launched a counterattack against the enemy with a thousand times more fury.

The Grey Knights and Dreadnoughts launched a heroic charge, pushing back the demons in front of them.

The silver-haired angel flapped its wings and flew, and the golden flames of the Blazing Heart Sword cut a brilliant path through the chaotic line.

Below her fought Inquisitor Greyfax, his explosive blasts gushing out into the enemy ranks.

Boom boom boom!
Another wave of support from the Empire arrived.

Bright yellow drop pods fell and crashed into the ground, and teams of Imperial Fists stepped out and opened fire on the enemy.

Whoosh whoosh—

Several red and black Astrologer Valkyrie fighters rushed deep into the battlefield, where Guilliman and Magnus had their final battle.

Valkyrie fighters flew low over the sky, and several teams of Silent Sisters jumped down. They worked together to eliminate all barriers in front of the Red King.

"Untouchables!"

Magnus's rage poured out in turbid tentacles and blue flames that swept over.

However, the Red King's sorcery dissipated before it could touch the Sister of Silence.

This group of untouchables created a void around the area, preventing any psychic forces from entering the area.

"Your evil magic has failed. Face me!"

Guilliman waited for the moment he had long awaited and launched a charge at Magnus.

The Red King had a gloomy face and drew out his Wandering Blade Staff, since sorcery could not crush his Primarch brother.

Then he will cut off the opponent's head himself.

decisive battle!

The two primarchs collided with each other with overwhelming momentum.

The sharp master-level blades collided, creating explosive sparks, and the aftermath of the battle shattered the rocks on the surface.

when!
The sharp blades of both sides collided again, and the situation was deadlocked.

Magnus laughed wildly: "The ceremony will end soon, Holy Terra is finished, False Emperor, you see, your empire is about to collapse!
And you, Robert, will witness everything you cherish turned to ashes. This is your fate!"

hum~
The red glow of the Tizca Pyramid reached its limit, and the web barrier processed the torn edge.

In the subspace, the gathered demons were restless.

Can't wait to invade the real universe and devour all fresh flesh and blood.

The huge aura of chaos even spread to the battlefield.

"No!"

Guilliman looked at the scene before him, and suddenly an indescribable fear surged in his heart.

Lost in consciousness, he was kicked hard in the chest and fell into the valley pit.

Magnus' excitement reached its peak.

He personally planned this massive ceremony to bury the Empire and his Primarch brothers.

The plan is complete!
Ok?
Suddenly, Magnus sensed something and cast his gaze into the distant space.

However, it's too late.

whoosh-

A ray of light passed through the distant space and instantly shot into the moon's atmosphere. The dazzling light almost blocked everyone's vision.

Boom!
The extremely powerful plasma warhead hit the witchcraft curtain of the Tizca Pyramid, and the energies of both sides were resisting.

boom--

Even though the witchcraft curtain absorbed most of the energy, the plasma warhead still exploded.

Extremely high temperature flames erupted, engulfing the Thousand Character Legion surrounding the pyramid.

The sky turned red due to the burning 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 spread on the ground, forming a layer of steel surface.

The side bottom of the pyramid's witchcraft curtain was burned out, revealing the entire thing, and the tearing of the webway barrier also temporarily stopped in the shock.

On the battlefield.

Everyone stared at all this in amazement. They were deeply shocked by the mysterious and terrifying weapon.

"Who is it? Who is it?!"

Magnus was furious.

He swung the Wandering Blade Staff and locked onto the source of the attack.

Then he tried his best to control the Tizca Pyramid and launched a counterattack. The surging witchcraft energy gathered and a beam of terrifying rays shot into the deep space.

At the same time, he used the traces left on the battlefield and witchcraft to find the identity of the enemy.

"No matter who it is, they will face the most terrifying nightmare"

Magnus gritted his teeth.

Suddenly he recalled the tarot cards he had opened when he was searching for his destiny.

According to the interpretation, he will be attacked by the Demon Eater in the near future.

Could it be that Demon Eater!?

After Magnus obtained more accurate information, he accelerated the speed of witchcraft locking.

He can't escape!

Dream, bridge.

"Great, so great..."

At this moment, Ron felt like he had gulped down a can of iced Coca-Cola in the scorching desert, feeling refreshed to the core.

He began to understand why Cole liked to fire the Nova Cannon.

And it’s even more fun to fire secretly!

"Get ready for the second shot!" He rubbed his hands excitedly. Just one more shot would be enough to destroy the pyramid!

"Fuck, so fast?"

As soon as he raised his hand to pick up the transmitter, he saw the witchcraft rays coming from afar.

boom--

The witchcraft ray hit the void shield of the Dream, causing a red energy wave to erupt and the entire ship to shake violently.

Arcing occurred in the line.

Fortunately, the shock quickly stabilized.

This attack actually destroyed the Dream's four layers of void shield, and even the fifth layer of void shield was about to fall apart.

The pyramid of the Crimson King is probably also top-notch.

The Dream may not be able to withstand the next wave of attacks!

"Hurry up and start the subspace migration. After the nova cannon is fired, immediately jump away!"

At the main gun muzzle, the plasma light of the Nova Cannon flickered.

"Go away!"

The plasma energy reached its limit, and Ron pulled the valve down hard.

The plasma warhead shot out in the direction of the moon and disappeared from sight in an instant...

(End of this chapter)