Warhammer: Just unified the Empire, you said it was 40K

Chapter 368 The Grand Plan Begins

Horus eventually beheaded Abaddon, who had lost the power to be held together by the four gods.

Abaddon's unwilling gaze, even after his head was severed, still exuded an angry and incomprehensible madness.

However, no matter how crazy he was before, now, the curtain has finally come down.

Failed.

Abaddon, supported by Chaos, was ultimately defeated.

"The time has come to overthrow the enslavement of chaos!"

Horus stood up and threw away the spoils in his hands.

For him, he no longer needs other people's spoils to represent his own honor.

However, he took the Centaur ring, which the Emperor had once given him to represent his position as Warmaster, from Abaddon's hand.

Horus began to regain control of the Sons of Horus's warband.

He needs to readjust all strategic plans; he needs to gather all the loyalists in the universe, and bring those warriors and soldiers back to the battlefield.

The journey of redemption begins anew.

Horus's gaze was unwavering.

at the same time.

The Imperial Fist, who were fighting Perturabo, were also orderly withdrawing from the warp. Perturabo was engaged in another difficult battle with the offspring of the Imperial Fist on the battlefield of Iron Fortress.

Although they paid a price.

However, under their attacks, most of the Imperial Fists were eventually forced to flee the battlefield in panic. They once again proved to the Emperor that the so-called Imperial Fists were far less valiant than their Iron Warriors.

Those Imperial Fist members who withdrew showed no signs of discontent.

Because they have already completed their mission.

They were facing fierce steel warriors, whose numbers and strength surpassed their own.

Therefore, the level they have achieved so far has already proven their bravery and strength.

Their current evacuation is not due to being defeated by the Iron Warriors.

Instead, they need to withdraw and organize the next offensive.

Carcastor, the company commander of the Imperial Fist.

Also gazing at the exploding Imperial Fist warship behind him, which was sinking in the warp.

But they will come back sooner or later.

They had this premonition.

They will be back soon.

And it was under the Emperor's leadership that they returned here, and then engaged in a decisive battle with these traitors.

"The Primarch has returned!"

"Our era is finally coming back."

Carcastor was just a soldier during the Great Expedition, and even though he had only participated in some initial command tasks during the expedition, he couldn't help but feel excited.

The honors brought by the Great Expedition.

It's a brilliance that these young people simply can't comprehend.

The honors they had won during the Great Expeditions still fill him with immense pride whenever he thinks of the Great Expeditions they led during the Imperial era.

They longed for the Emperor to once again lead them to destroy these traitors and to lead them on another glorious expedition.

"Let's go back, Company Commander!"

"go back!"

"But we will come back."

The seeds of the Empire's counterattack are taking root and sprouting in their stubborn hearts.

In the near future, they will demonstrate their immense power to each other.

This power will instill fear in enemies, make demons tremble, and even Primarchs will dread it.

The Ultramarines who burned Nurgle Gardens are evacuating in an orderly fashion.

"This is far from the end; this is just the beginning!"

Calgar, now surrounded by the Primarch of the Second Empire, let out an arrogant laugh.

The days he fought alongside Guilliman allowed him to truly experience honor and glory. He felt what the entire Empire needed most: to watch those arrogant insects suffer defeat on the battlefield. The defeat of those insects only made him feel excited and happy.

That's the significance of his existence here.

The battlefields in various subspaces are being evacuated in an orderly manner.

The Grey Knight shattered Tzeentch's Staff of Omniscience in Tzeentch's Crystal Labyrinth.

The damage to the staff caused Tzeentch to experience strange chaos within the Crystal Labyrinth.

This allowed Magnus to also sense other parts of his soul.

Magnus's soul was never complete.

When Magnus collected even a small portion of his own soul, it was enough for him to rise again.

"I am Magnus!"

Scenes from the past flashed before my eyes.

Tzeentch manipulated Magnus by exploiting his lack of intelligence and self-awareness.

Magnus was also willingly manipulated by the other party, but in reality, it was Tzeentch who was using and controlling him.

When he merged with the soul and saw his true self, he immediately chose to rebel against Tzeentch's control. Magnus seemed to call out one of Tzeentch's true names.

The name Tzeentch used in the Warp was merely his past real name. Now, Tzeentch's name has long been erased from the Warp, and even the most skilled demons cannot pronounce his true name.

"You've taken control of me!"

A massive psychic tsunami kept appearing above the crystal labyrinth.

They are fighting against Tzeentch's chaos magic.

Of course, this is in terms of Magnus's power.

It is practically impossible to use this power to truly fight against Tzeentch.

With the addition of some Thousand Sons, Magnus, for the sake of the Thousand Sons' future, eventually agreed to Loka's offer of a handshake.

Although Luo Jia wasn't a good person either, and the other party was definitely plotting some kind of secret about him, he had no other choice at the moment.

Apart from Logar and Mortarion on Nurgle's side, all the Primarchs who betrayed the Empire, their essence after ascending to Demonic form, were devoured by the corresponding Four Gods.

Their nature in the warp is equivalent to their authority in the warp.

Because the Gamma World has collected a large number of Slaanesh demons, it can initially use the authority of the Slaanesh. This is an important reason for its nature, which determines the question of who holds the power you possess and the authority granted to you by the Warp.

"A grand plan! It's about to begin!"

After winning over Magnus, whether Loka would protect Magnus or become another great standard-bearer like Vashtor, attempting to become the fifth evil god, is a secret—a secret hidden from Tzeentch and even from everyone else.

With Magnus tearing through Tzeentch's Crystal Labyrinth and becoming the first to truly emerge from it, Magnus's departure dealt a heavy blow to Tzeentch.

Nevertheless, Tzeentch still believed that everything was going according to plan.

Although there were some changes, these changes did not have a significant impact.

"They've left, and we're leaving too!"

The Emperor's Cursed Legion and the Grey Knights, witnessing this scene, immediately chose to retreat.

Tzeentch was enraged.

The series of blows had finally pushed Tzeentch's anger to its limit.

Tzeentch has been trying to balance the game between the four gods.

However, with the outbreak of war, the forces of Khorne remained at the forefront.

But once war reaches its extreme...

The power of Khorne will grow stronger and stronger, and the three gods will have no choice but to unite against Khorne and force him to keep the scale of the war within a certain limit.

Now, Tzeentch has successfully controlled the intensity of this war to an extreme level.

At this point, yet it is also out of his control.

He could sense that Khorne's power was growing stronger, and even Slaanesh was beginning to treat him as an equal.

Collecting those omniscient staffs is now urgent.

War is imminent.

All ethnic groups are stirring with restless energy.

In Tzeentch's hands, a cloud map resembling the Necromancer and Gamma World was right before their eyes, and they could clearly see the general events unfolding on it.

The battlefield of the empire has begun to heat up.

Even emperors are beginning to personally experience the consequences of their lack of martial virtue.

The moment Tzeentch made his move, he felt the Emperor's suppression.

The emperor is poaching and robbing people.

It is clear that preparations are being made for future wars.

Fortunately.

His strength has waned.

He's nearing his end.

“I need a grander plan, a universe large enough to make the second empire look like it did ten thousand years ago.”

In Tzeentch's mind, countless plans surfaced, and he simulated the future timeline countless times.

Each simulation reveals the existence of the most significant and real-world events in the universe, as well as the most terrifying possible outcomes.

Gamma World!

He didn't have time to guide the growth of a more suitable race; they were no different from drug addicts.

Ten thousand years ago, they had not yet enjoyed the spiritual and emotional fulfillment that the battlefield brings today.

Now, they are experiencing the inexhaustible power transported by the human empire, and with the appearance of the Great Rift, this emotion is spreading even more intensely, bringing their authority and power to their peak.

It's absolutely impossible to make them go back to those miserable days.

Even if they could, the other three gods wouldn't wait for them to cultivate such a race.

They are capable of cultivating such a race, but it would take too long, and during that time they would not generate any benefits, or rather, their benefits would be reduced to the bare minimum.

This is what they don't want.

Therefore, Tzeentch needs to find a more suitable time to carry out his plan.

And he found that point.

However, as he found the node, he also saw the Emperor stand up.

"Bro, are we finally getting up? I'm so excited!"

(End of this chapter)