Warhammer: From the Devouring C'tan Fragments

Deep in the subspace dimension corresponding to the Jesta galaxy, a huge two-headed fast bird was watching the war in the galaxy closely.

"A civil war among humans has actually broken out here."

"One side is the human empire, and the other side is the stowaway's men. But I feel like it would be too lonely with only two sides."

Carlos's blue wings flapped in the air, and the two heads chatted on the left and right.

"The Human Empire will suffer a crushing defeat, and the Stowaway's men will triumph in this war."

"We can't let these stowaways win the war so easily. We need to make things more fun for them."

"These stowaways' men won too easily last time. It's hard for the Lord of Change to report them."

Carlos's two heads chatted to themselves, obviously very dissatisfied with Sestian's performance. Sestian, a great demon, took action himself, but was easily defeated by these stowaways' men.

Carlos didn't dare go back to report without completing the task assigned by the Lord of Change. He could only wander around the Star Sea Galaxy, continuing to look for opportunities to take action.

This time, he happened to pass by the Jesta galaxy and saw the war happening in the real universe. Carlos decided to find some fun for these humans.

At this moment, a brilliant idea suddenly came to Carlos' left head:

"Hey! I've come up with a good idea. We can pass on the relevant information about this place. As long as the news reaches the ears of those Chaos Space Marines, they will definitely take action.

Especially those ferocious and brutal World Eaters Space Marines under Khorne. How could they bear to miss such a grand spectacle?"

Hearing this, the head to Carlos' right agreed: "Indeed, it's not just the World Eaters Space Marines, there are countless other warbands that have been drawn to this information."

New problems arise one after another. What means can be used to successfully attract all these forces?

Carlos's huge and powerful right wing unconsciously rubbed its sharp beak, and it was obvious that he was deeply immersed in meditation.

After some careful consideration, the head on Carlos' left side broke the silence:

"How about this? Let's announce to the public that this is where the human empire's massive storage of weapons and equipment is hidden.

For those war gangs that are facing a shortage of resources and equipment, there is no reason not to be tempted by such tempting news once they receive it.

In this way, even the poorest and most backward warbands would find it difficult to resist this temptation and would surely flock here in droves."

"Hmm...this idea does sound quite feasible!"

After intense discussion and communication, the two heads of Carlos finally reached a consensus.

He was seen holding the Staff of Tomorrow, which was emitting a mysterious light, tightly in his claws, muttering something, and powerful spiritual energy began to surge around him.

As he continued to wave the Staff of Tomorrow, obscure, complex and mysterious spell runes gradually appeared in the air.

These runes shone with a strange light, as dazzling as the bright stars in the night sky. They intertwined and merged with each other, and finally condensed into powerful psychic spells beside Carlos.

As soon as these psychic spells took shape, they quickly dispersed in all directions like wild horses, traversing the vast energy torrent of the Warp at astonishing speeds, leaving behind colorful energy trails wherever they passed.

This is a unique psychic communication spell cast by Carlos. These spells will convey the information about the large amount of weapons and equipment hidden in the Jesta galaxy to the Chaos wizards scattered throughout the warp.

After receiving this key information, the Chaos Wizards did not realize that it was Carlos's work, but only thought that it was the inspiration they got when using witchcraft.

Otherwise, given the reputation of the Great Demon Tzeentch, these Chaos Wizards would only be suspicious after receiving this news, and would not hesitate to pass it on to the various warbands they are familiar with and have close relationships with.

As expected, after receiving this news, these Chaos Wizards immediately told the warbands they were familiar with, without doubting the source of the news.

After receiving this news, each Chaos warband immediately brought their own warband members and drove their warships towards the Jesta galaxy.

There are a large number of weapons and equipment in the Jesta galaxy. This news is so attractive to the poor Chaos warband that they can't help but be excited.

Only after obtaining enough weapons and equipment can their warband continue to grow and develop, and avoid being defeated and swallowed up by other Chaos warbands.

Carlos, who was fully concentrating on casting a spell, suddenly noticed that a huge fleet of green-skinned orcs had appeared in the distant subspace.

This fleet wandered in the void in a mighty manner, like a group of ferocious beasts looking for prey, and these green-skinned orcs would not activate the Geller force field shield defense when sailing in the warp.

It also directly exposed the battleship to the warp, which attracted a large number of demons into the battleship and fought with the green-skinned orcs.

This green-skinned orc fleet consists of five spaceships that are more than 20 kilometers in size and dozens of meteorites.

Carlos's attention was instantly drawn to this large fleet of green-skinned orcs. He thought to himself:

"Haha, this is so much fun! In that case, why not make this chaos even more lively?"

Thinking of this, Carlos's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a sly smile.

Carlos cast a spell at the green-skinned orc fleet again, making the green-skinned orc fleet sail towards the Jesta galaxy.

Argento, who was following the Imperial Combined Fleet to encircle the Star Navy Fleet, received a call for help from the Astartes Space Marines who entered the planet Jesta.

Argento's face suddenly turned ugly. Of the two companies of two hundred Space Marines, only more than thirty were left after they were responsible for attacking the defensive positions of the heretics.

This made Argento unwilling to accept this fact, but facing the bloody reality, Argento had no choice but to accept this result.

"Connect me to Sage Kaul's communication. I need to ask for his help."

Argento gave orders to the communications personnel.

Algento put aside his pride and chose to seek help from the Mechanicus.

"Yes, Master Argento."