I write apocrypha in Warhammer

It took about seven Terran days for the Shark's warship to catch up with the Macragge's Glory.

At this time, the regent is leading a group of Smurfs to kill everyone in a fallen world.

The cultists were completely unable to withstand the wrath of the Primarch, and they fell in droves to the loyal guns and blades of the Emperor's Angels.

The profane temple was overthrown and the polluted land was purified.

Not long after, another precious planet was liberated from the traitor's claws.

As for the Chaos Space Marines, those guys who knew the current affairs immediately stepped on the accelerator after learning the news of the arrival of the original body, and disappeared into the star sea in the battleship without looking back.

To contend with such a huge army is like throwing an egg against a stone. Even if you run slowly, your life will be in danger.

In the six months since Wei Mu recruited troops for Shark, the Indomitable Expedition Fleet had re-incorporated more than a dozen worlds into the empire's territory. The efficiency was indeed impressive.

It's just that the empire lost more territory.

Chaos lackeys really didn't dare to provoke Guilliman.

Unless their warmaster can gather enough troops to fight a decisive battle with the original body.

But with the help of witchcraft and evil methods, they have no problem bullying other imperial worlds that have lost contact due to the Great Rift, as well as loyalist war groups that are short of ammunition and food.

On the dark side of the empire, all kinds of monsters and monsters have jumped out of the shadows and are doing evil and lawlessness everywhere.

They all want to bite off a piece of fat from the decaying giant of the empire, and they are as unscrupulous as maggots.

Therefore, the primary goal of the "Indomitus Crusade" is not to regain lost territory, but to help other chapters replenish supplies and troops so that they can maintain their front, and then Guilliman can counterattack the Eye of Terror.

This is why Guilliman replenishes them with a large number of Primaris Space Marines whenever he encounters other Chapters.

"This is not a place to receive distinguished guests."

Trazin complained quietly.

Everyone was walking on the smoke-filled ruins, with broken walls and dead bodies everywhere around them.

The air was filled with the acrid smell of tar and blood, and occasionally there was still the sound of gunfire coming from the distance.

"There's a war going on right now, but it's no different than other times."

Wei Mu glanced at the Endless One beside him.

Not only does it require the power of Pai Rib to close the subspace rift, but Cadia had contributed to the empire in the battle against Trazin, and he could indeed be called a distinguished guest.

But Wei Mu suspected that the reason why this guy complained was simply because he wanted to get something from the Macragge's Glory.

Under the escort of a group of Ultramarines, the group entered the planet's dilapidated Governor's Palace and met Guilliman again.

The original body is sitting in the position of master, planning the restoration of this world with a group of advisers around him.

Destruction is always easier than creation.

It’s unclear how much effort it will take to rebuild the war-torn world in front of us.

Arriving in front of the regent, Wei Mu suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

Although he was not the person responsible for what happened to Ronin, it happened to him, and he couldn't stop it. He had to go back and trouble Guilliman, who was already in a state of distress.

In this regard, he could only hope that cooperation with Trazyn could lighten Guilliman's burden.

"I already know the matter." Guilliman said calmly.

Since the opening of the Great Rift and the loss of contact with the dark side of the empire, traitors of various types have emerged in an endless stream. Luo Ning's troubles were not enough for him to specifically change his strategic layout.

Abaddon's threat is clearly greater.

Now we can only investigate Luo Ning's position first before we can make the next plan.

"Compared to this, you said you want to close the Maelstrom, which is not a simple matter." Guilliman reminded.

Since the fall of the fortress world of Cadia, the expansion of the Eye of Terror has not stopped, and there has been a trend of connecting with the Maelstrom.

If one day, these two huge subspace rifts really merge together, the power of chaos will surely become even more rampant in the real universe.

The maelstrom really needs to find some time to clean up.

"That's why I asked you for the command of the imperial forces in the Maelstrom area. According to Trazin, you only need to capture the four worlds in the core area and build a black stone obelisk on each of them to completely close it. That subspace rift." Wei Mu explained.

This is a way to cure the subspace rift, and the news brought by Wei Mu is undoubtedly good news for the empire.

"But are the Necrons worthy of our trust?"

Guilliman looked at Trazyn with doubt in his eyes.

For ordinary intelligent creatures, Guilliman can also obtain more information by interpreting the subtle changes in their expressions, but this trick is obviously useless against the Necron.

"Concerning this, Your Highness the Regent of the Human Empire, I have cooperated with the Great Sage Kaul beside you. He should understand my sincerity. In addition, I value this young man as much as you do."

Trazin tried to use graceful etiquette to look like a worthy noble.

It's just that because of the rickety body of the Necrons, the effect is unsatisfactory.

"You want to keep him as a collection in the Qi Museum? If that's the case, I'm afraid I can't accept your proposal." Guilliman waved his hand.

"You misunderstand, Primarch. I need his abilities to help my people. His special connection with the warp makes many things possible." Trazin explained.

Vymün then showed Guilliman his new abilities.

Don't ask about the principle, just ask the power of thinking that comes from the green skin.

Guilliman quickly understood the undead's needs.

These living dead with heaven-defying technology in their hands need soul metabolites to maintain themselves, otherwise they will all fall into madness sooner or later - a situation that no one wants to see.

"What do you think about this?" Guilliman asked.

"With my current level, I can only provide services to their King and Overlord, and I don't know if I can do it yet," Wei Mu replied.

"Limited transactions cannot accomplish the goal of closing the maelstrom. The Badab tyrant is difficult to deal with, and he also controls a powerful black stone fortress. The power of the four gods can easily be revealed there," Guilliman reminded.

"Then I will find a way to bring out another green-skinned army. They are capable of fighting and have extremely high resistance to chaos, but the spores scattered all over their bodies are a bit difficult to handle." As he spoke, Wei Mu sighed longly. "If only Ironhide was still here."

As soon as he finished speaking, Guilliman and his staff had strange expressions on their faces.

"What's wrong, why are you looking at me like this?" Wei Mu asked confused.

"You probably don't know yet, right? The latest news from Armageddon is that the Bonecrusher has appeared there again, bringing with him the body of a giant orc? Things related to orcs can never be confirmed for sure. Answer."

The personal guard next to him, Cato Sicarius, held a report in his hand and spoke.

"Uh, so, the Armageddon Army was defeated?" Wei Mu suddenly became nervous.

Without his control, there is no guarantee that the greenskins will not cause trouble.

"They created something there that permanently locked the giant orc between life and death."

Cato Sicarius paused and said.

"They built a throne."