Warhammer: Decided to take the route of stars surrounding the warp

The emergency room is packed, and now there are a few more big shots.

The winner was very happy. Although his body was broken and his organs were exhausted, he killed four strong men of the same level.

Four! Same level!

It's just that the style of play is a bit... useless for Astartes.

For the Forbidden Army, machinery is backward. The most high-tech machinery in the empire is a physical weakening for the strong men in the Forbidden Army.

Whether it is prosthetic limbs, prosthetic eyes... or even the super powerful armor made by Yao Jin, it still hinders the speed of the imperial army. The winner wearing only a black robe can compete with the clowns in terms of speed, but the defense power It doesn't work at all.

The winner's strategy is to use Xiaolan and William to block the attack.

For the winner, the two Primaris warriors wearing anti-psionic armor are just two wooden stakes standing in place. The anti-psionic energy field they emit can suppress and slightly reduce the clown's reaction speed.

At the beginning of the battle, the winner pulled William's arm to block an annihilation bomb, and the cutting fire penetrated straight from William's armpit, killing a silent assassin.

The other two clowns realized that something was wrong, and determined to kill the winner first, they attacked from both sides.

The Forbidden Army used Xiaolan to protect his back, blocking an enemy's attack route, and exchanged wounds with another enemy for his life, letting his atomic claws tear apart his handsome face.

This is where the scratches on his face, which are deep enough to be seen, come from.

The clown who was blocked severely injured Xiaolan. It can only be said that Xiaolan escaped with his life because of his armor that was thicker than the enemy's weapon.

The opponent used a move that was extremely insulting but consistent with the status of a clown - vaulting.

He supported Xiaolan's shoulders with both hands, spread his legs, and a standard one-word horse flew over Xiaolan's head.

The key is that this "careful" enemy has a knife hidden under his crotch.

A knife popped out from under his butt and struck Xiaolan on the head.

Xiaolan felt a black shadow flying over her head, and the only movement she made was to look up.

This action saved his life, because the terrifyingly powerful sword did not cut into pieces of his brain, but started from the mouth and cut along the midline of the bridge of the nose to his forehead.

Straight, huge scars deep into the bones.

Fortunately, the clown didn't add lightning technology because he felt that the knife hidden in his crotch would easily shock his butt when activated, or touch his thigh as it swayed.

Otherwise, Xiaolan would have turned into a brain-burning flower by now.

The winner was very decisive and punched the opponent's dantian. The clown used the opportunity to destroy the winner's entire arm, hitting the winner's neck along the exposed bones in the arm.

The speed competition between the two sides ultimately resulted in the winner winning at the cost of losing an arm and the blade mounted on the Cutting Fire breaking.

He didn't care about the Primaris warriors. One thousand deaths or ten thousand deaths were all sacrifices to the Emperor. He only cared about the Emperor's orders.

Facing the powerful noble war wizard, the winner picked up the loser's head and smashed it over to attract his attention.

The spiritual power of the Sublime War Witch was suppressed, but he was so strong that he almost "returned to his ancestors" and became the strength of the Ancient Spirit Clan. Just like Malcador released a great spell against the Sisters of Silence, the Sublime War Witch also condensed a bolt of lightning. The ball goes to the winner.

He saw a vengeful spirit in the dazzling lightning, a proud warrior whose flesh and blood were being consumed by psychic energy, and whose bright eyes still held supreme anger.

In this way, he used his strong body to crush the greatly weakened psychic attack, and appeared in front of the war wizard.

Beneath him, Yifeng's White Scar war song reached a certain syllable, once again touching the fear deep in his heart. The moment his body froze, his head was completely cut open by the cutting fire.

All of this happens in a short period of time against the enemy. The strong ones compete with each other, and victory, defeat, life and death are all within a single move.

The soul of the noble war witch returned to the embrace of Xiqigao. As mentioned before, the souls of the clowns exchanged information under the leadership of Xiqigao's "social platform".

All the buffoons who could be reached knew the news, if they wanted to.

......

In the deepest part of the webway, in the dark library, endless knowledge is displayed in a special way in a multi-dimensional folded structure. It is so secret that even Tzeentch cannot discover its existence (perhaps deliberately pretending to not found)

The knowledge here is so complicated. It preserves the knowledge collected by the entire Eldar and the entire galaxy. The knowledge before the emergence of Tzeentch, the knowledge that the Lord of Fate, the God of Wisdom, and the Trickery have not been able to master. Seal it here.

(The war in heaven that broke out between the Old Ones, Eldar and other disciples and the Star Gods and Necrons brought unimaginable pain to intelligent creatures throughout the galaxy, causing a surge in emotional energy in the subspace and the emergence of subspace entities. These The things are not evil gods yet, they are just the first batch of subspace creatures)

(Before the emergence of Tzeentch, that is, during the war, the Webway was the transportation network commonly used by the Old Saints and their disciples. The knowledge at that time was preserved in the Dark Library.)

The Black Library also stores a large amount of knowledge related to psychic energy, including a large number of chaos books.

Guarding this place is a harlequin troupe known as the Endless Dance, with a color scheme of dark green and bright green. At this time, their leader is protesting angrily and incarnate in the sublime.

"He promised not to tell anyone until the final moment comes! This is the bottom line!"

"I know, I will ask him."

"You answer this every time. Do you know that this will only make him push forward even more!"

"Keep your cool, that's something we're proud of. At least on the surface, he's not doing anything. He's just reading, reading, reading..."

"But we can obviously defeat him and kill him. We have this ability, no matter what the cost."

"Yes, but his death will destroy us."

"The disaster has come! Comoros is the first! Will the future develop as you expected?!"

"Don't question me!" the sublime incarnation suddenly shouted. He is the Chosen God of Chichi, walking on the earth, just like Omnisiah is to the God of Machines, and Guilliman is to the Emperor.

Calgar did not dare to be so rude to Guilliman.

The sublime incarnation suddenly disappeared in place, and the "leader" of the Endless Dance Troupe could only sigh deeply.

In the deepest part of the Black Library, because of a presence, there were faint signs of the space being torn apart, just because of the terrifying speed that erupted when he walked towards the next "book".

"Jaghatai, you have broken your promise."

"What? Did you act stupidly in a tragedy? Did you change it to a suspense drama?" Chogolis's eagle never stopped. This rough voice, which is enough to make 40,000 white-scarred children in the galaxy cry, is now in the ears of the noble incarnation. Extremely harsh.

"Your heir entered Commorragh and killed the Dark City. This was no accident. The son of the White Scar knew too many secrets. Even your Corpse Emperor... "

Jaghatai Khan held the noble incarnation firmly with one hand. The clown's hands held the Khan's big hand feebly, and the five fingers holding his neck were like evil gods that could not be shaken. The spiritual energy of the two exploded instantly, surging in the multi-dimensional space, savagely and cautiously.

In the void, a strange voice came to supplement the unfinished sentence of the noble incarnation, "You shouldn't know so much."

"Do you think I am you?"

Chagatai said this to laughter.

The implication is that if I am great, my descendants will be great too. If a clown is such a good person, it's not just because of your curiosity...

Xiqigao couldn't kill the Khan. I don't know if humanity will be destroyed by then. The Emperor's anger is burning here. He alone cannot stop it. The Eldar will really be destroyed.

The greatest deterrent the Emperor gave to all races was that he dared to do anything at all costs. (Leemanrustization)

"This affects our alliance! The power of the Eldar has faded to the point where it is difficult to reconcile..."

Jaghatai's speed was very fast. Holding the body of the noble incarnation with one hand did not slow down his speed at all. Chogoris's eagle ran wildly in the black library.

However, somewhere unseen, the spiritual stalemate between the two sides changed. Xiqi Gao's strength overwhelmed Khan, and Chagatai's throat felt sweet, and his feet became faster and faster.

Time has never been so long for the Sublime Avatar.

When Xiqigao's second psychic attack came over, Khan finally stopped and casually threw the "King of Harlequins" to the ground.

Jaghatai Khan removed a "book", shook it before the barely open eyes of the sublime incarnation, and opened it.

"You always say that our enemy is Chaos. But it is recorded here that the Comorr Eldar (they themselves do not recognize the Dark Eldar and consider them to be the orthodox nobles of the Eldar) have suffered from the plunder of the souls of the Lord of Desire. Other suffering souls fill up the loss of souls, so can I understand that they are the minions of the God of Joy?"

"Tell me!" Khan's voice echoed throughout the entire dimensional space, "Is the contribution of the Comorian Eldar in fighting Chaos comparable to one ten thousandth of the power they provide to Chaos!"

"That's a joke."

"It's really, really a joke."

"Well, non-knowledgeable substances should not appear here." After Xiqigao said these words, Khan really wanted to spit the blood in his mouth here, but he held back.

It would be no good for him to have a breakdown in his relationship with the Laughing God.

"I didn't break my promise. Besides, I'm curious about how he did it."

"You won't have to wait long."

This is the library, and all knowledge and history, whether beneficial to the Eldar or not, will be placed here, including the Disappearance of Commorragh.

"How long do you plan to stay here?"

The time here is more chaotic than space. In order to preserve precious knowledge, the Eldar have unceremoniously used the multi-dimensional fragmentation technology. The information stored here is as if it was placed just five minutes ago.

Jaghatai Khan kept traveling through dimensional space, making his flesh and blood as "fresh" as these knowledge carriers, while his thinking became deeper and deeper like the endless abyss.

The Khan did not answer and left alone. The sublime incarnation was thrown to the ground casually, as if it had never existed in the eyes of the Khan.

Xiqigao: "You won't find a way to fight Chaos here, just like you won't find a whole new island on the map."

Khan remained silent.

He is still grieving for the fall of his best friend (Magnus). The Lord of the Thousand Sons chose the wrong way to explore the unknown territory, causing unimaginable disasters.

Humans, Eldar, and even Tau, they all have a common characteristic in being able to fight their way out of the dangerous planetary ecosystem.

inherited.

Human beings pass down pieces of knowledge one piece after another, and the method of choice is books. The Eldar are a little more "high-tech", but the essence is the same, allowing future generations to learn the knowledge and experience left by their predecessors to overcome unimaginable experiences. gap and continue to explore new unknown territories.

Their opponents will face the knowledge and experience of all the ancestors of the entire race throughout history.

Magnus believed that human knowledge had come to an end. Full of curiosity, he stood at the pinnacle of knowledge and decided to explore the unknown territory himself.

In this regard, Khan is very similar to him, but Khan believes more in what he sees with his own eyes. Whether he went to Prospero in person at the beginning of the Great Rebellion or explored the Glass Throne, he showed this.

The Fifth Legion has long been considered barbarians, but they attach great importance to self-cultivation. Craftsmen, philosophers, and artists are very common among them. (Unlike Yifeng, who chooses cooking as an alternative) The children of White Scar pay great attention to cultural construction.

The black library that Khan accidentally entered was about to bring him to the true pinnacle of knowledge. The huge circle of knowledge accumulated over the past 65 million years of the Milky Way was slowly built in his mind.

"Being familiar with the map is the first step in going out to explore the sea. I have no intention of exploring a new island... I go out to sea to hunt sea monsters. We are star hunters. (Before Khan's return, the Fifth Legion was called for Star Hunter)"

After saying that, Khan always felt uncomfortable.

So, he added, "It's not a barnacle."

(Barnacles will attach themselves to a fixed area, and then "eat" your brain in order to reduce energy consumption. You will die on the bottom of a certain boat, the back of a turtle, or on a reef for the rest of your life.)

(This is talking about the Black Library squatting in the depths of the Internet without moving or doing anything. It is also saying that the Eldar have no brains and cannot recognize the current situation)

Xiqigao: Emperor, how do you tolerate this guy?

Emperor: Missing him.

(Khan is quite taciturn when facing other brothers, but when facing opponents... his mouth is much more venomous than now)

The Sublime Avatar wanted to tell a joke and taunt him back, but he was shrouded in teleportation light and returned to the place where he was talking to the leader of the Endless Dance.

"How did he say?"

"He did not break his promise. We must investigate how the White Scar knew so many secrets. Contact other troupes and ask if they have performed for him."

It's just talk, several senior executives have already contacted each other on the Xiaoshen social platform.

......

Guilliman devoted himself to the management of the empire's affairs with full enthusiasm. Now is a very rare period. There are no large-scale wars in the galaxy. So he thinks that there is a problem with the empire's communication network. When the terrifying enemy who qualified him launched an attack, the empire's fragile defenses were destroyed before they could even send a signal.

The Custodes suddenly appeared behind Guilliman, as usual.

"Where did the winner go? We need him back."

"Will you also recall the Custodes from the Eye of the Emperor?" Guilliman looked up at the Custodes behind him to show the most basic respect.

"This is our...my lord, he is one of the second series candidates for the Marshal of the Forbidden Army."

"What happened to the Marshal of the Imperial Army? What happened to the first series of candidates?" The original body immediately grasped the key point.

The Emperor's loyal guards did not want Guilliman to know the internal affairs of the Tai, not only because they did not trust other forces, but also because they were too shameful.

But thinking about how Guilliman could walk out of the palace that day, filled with the great emperor's divine spirit, the Imperial Guard swallowed his saliva and resisted the pressure.

"If my lord deems it necessary for you to know, you will know."

......

Can I tell you that our Marshal of the Custodes has disappeared again...is it almost becoming a tradition?

Can I tell you about a First Order candidate who died amid a threatening call for help from the Eye of the Emperor? Somehow a Necron dynasty showed up to grab some loot that fell from the Chaos Terminator.

Can I tell you that another first-sequence candidate was seriously injured when he led the team to fight those outrageous gene stealers on Terra?

This is too shameful.

(The gene stealers on Terra once effectively injured the Custodes. The guy who drank the blood of the Custodes and successfully retreated has no idea what he will evolve into.)

"I sent the victors out to protect important figures in the Emperor's plans."

"We need him to come back. If possible, we can send several other brothers there," Guilliman glanced at the Imperial Guards and talked about the Emperor's plan. The Imperial Guards did not dare to neglect, and added: "The two brothers join forces. , much better than the winner.”

After a long conversation, Guilliman agreed to the plan, but he felt that continuous contact with Yifeng outside the Star Torch in such a short period of time would have a huge impact on his plan and deployment. The time is ridiculously long.

After sending away the Imperial Guard, Guilliman left some simple government affairs to Ms. Euton and took some time to study the latest historical investigation conclusions sent by the Ministry of Truth.

When Alpharius' memory was sealed by the Armor of Destiny, the first thing Guilliman did after waking up was to study the whereabouts of his other brothers. At that time, he came to the conclusion that all of his brothers were dead. 's dead.

Dorn died in gang fighting, Leman Russ died in the Eye of Terror, and Volkan died under the violent psychic energy of the orc boss...

He couldn't think of any reason why his brother wouldn't come back for ten thousand years.

The Lion King's awakening did not change this idea, but the unblocking of Alpharius's memory made him feel that something was wrong.

He is re-reading all the records from before the Primarch disappeared.

Alpharius truly felt the power of the Emperor. During the Plague War, the Emperor's will came directly to him and set a fire in the Garden of Nurgle.

Ten thousand years ago, my father did not have such powerful power, and he would never be unable to help those primarchs with psychic powers.

At least Vulkan Volkan, the psychic Eternal, shouldn't have disappeared so easily.

"I should have left the Cutting Fire behind." Guilliman said to himself. "Maybe my brother hid some secrets about his departure in it. Well~~ If that's the case, Petula Beau got him first and might know something...I should have asked him, I should have asked him where he got the Cutting Fire..."

Robert Guilliman's thoughts drifted farther and farther, crossing countless bright and dark stars, passing by the prosperous and powerful people of Ultramar, passing through the magnificent river of time, and staring at the people who were killing enemies with their swords in the Ghoul Star Territory. The Lion King floated over Dorne who was sweating profusely on Invite studying the Phalanx, and the surprise on the faces of the "ghouls" of the Ninth Legion when they saw the perfect Holy Leth for the first time. and lingering in joy...

Eventually, he flew to the Emperor who had just unified Terra.

At that time, there was no one around him. In the distance, only Macado stood quietly.

At that time, he was full of energy, raised his sword and brandished it, pointing directly at the sky.

At that time, he was as unstoppable as the first warrior to embark on a galactic journey in the ancient era of mankind.

"Father," Alpharius muttered. "What should I do?"

His thoughts suddenly came to a halt. Endless historical events flashed before his eyes like a revolving lantern. The vast history revolved in Guilliman's mind along with the illustrations in the books.

The original body's thoughts returned to the empire at this moment. The Space Marine Chapters in the Fringe Star Region were recalled. A large number of newly established Chapters each experienced several "conventional enemy invasions" and possessed preliminary combat effectiveness.

It was late at night, and it was difficult to see the stars in the brightly lit Terra. The city lights obscured the dark sky, but the light of humanity was still shining.

Guilliman grabbed the huge strategic map hanging on the side with one hand, so fast that it felt like he was racing against time.

The thick scrolls were spread flatly on the huge strategy table under the control of the Primarch's exquisite power. The small table was filled with the entire galaxy.

"What should I do? I have never fought such a rich fight in my life!!!"

Guilliman slammed the table and shouted to Titus outside: "Call everyone for a strategy meeting."

The Primarch's sharp eyes swept over large areas of dark territory, and the human world had lost control of these areas. The raging flames of war cannot burn the people huddled in the solid rear world that has been operating for thousands of years, but this is by no means a reason to rest and recuperate.

When did it become something to be thankful for that they did not attack the empire?

expedition!

The Great Expedition!

Rush to their hometown and kill them to pieces!

The first one to arrive was the Grand Master of the Assassin Court. He had this ability.

"Lord Regent, is there another invasion?"

"No, there's going to be an invasion."

"With all due respect, Lord Regent, prophecies are always full of mysteries and uncertainties. We cannot mobilize too large a force because of this..."

The Grand Master's words became smaller and smaller, and in the end, only his mouth opened and closed without making any sound.

The original body in front of him erupted with terrifying power.

"I will invade their world, purify those dirty alien lairs, and hunt down the demon army that dares to invade. It's time for them to recall what the Great Crusade is."