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"Which one is it?" Tarasin stood up and walked towards the clown, with the three royal guards on either side of him following him to the clown.

"In the complex and mysterious mortal world, many taboos and secrets make people afraid to speak carelessly." The clown let out a strange laugh. "However, in the darkness, the sacred number that controls the life of all things in the world—seven—cast down His supreme messenger, which is fourteen out of twenty-one."

"Ah, I understand." Tarachin understood the information the clown had brought.

“In that case, we shall take our leave.” The clowns slowly retreated, and a Spirit Race spaceship suddenly appeared near the Sands of Time, taking the clowns away from the Sands of Time.

Talazin ordered a ceasefire; his museum was not lacking in clowns and Eldar ships.

"Twenty-one out of fourteen... the Death Guard... and their Ascended Primarch Mortarion?" Talazin watched as the Trinity Guards placed the captured Eldar into the Dimensional Cube.

Immediately afterwards, the undead fleet departed in a green light, leaving behind only the heavily damaged Imperial fleet.

Before long, the Imperial Navy, which had come to check the situation, found the transport fleet that had barely regained its operational capability.

Talazin: Mortarion has come for you with his Deathguard legion. @Kirsage

Kilsager: ?

Kearsarge: I just crippled one disobedient brat, why did his whole family have to come and beat me up?

Taracin: It wasn't him, it was that green thing.

Kilsa George: Nurgle is so protective of his own!?

Tarachin: It must be about your specialness.

El: So, does that mean we're going to have to fight that Plague Fleet again?

Azure Star: No way, they look disgusting.

Chen Huijie: Judging from what you're saying, it must be quite a large-scale operation.

Kirsa: I'll look with Tzeentch's Eye.

With a chilling, sinister laugh, Killer's Tzeentch Eye, which gleamed with an eerie light, slowly opened again.

This mysterious eye, though unable to see into the past or future, can clearly perceive everything happening in the present.

At this moment, Kirsaj was intently watching the flow of the warp, trying to glean some key information from it.

Suddenly, a breathtaking scene came into her view—a massive and imposing fleet was traversing the warp, heading towards an unknown destination.

Thousands of warships led the way, their hulls swelling like sick creatures, surrounded by swarms of filthy, unidentified insects.

However, what is most eye-catching is not these warships that look like living chunks of flesh, but the huge living planet that closely follows the fleet.

It was a colossal creature with life, its enormous maw, stretching for countless kilometers, greedily devouring everything that passed by. Countless tentacles waved, countless viruses raged across its body, and its dense array of eyes observed the space.

At the very forefront of this powerful fleet, the magnificent and splendid Glory Queen-class Titan warship, the Endurance, stands proudly like an unshakeable mountain.

Inside this flagship, Kirsaj's gaze was fixed on a figure.

It was a giant, much taller and more imposing than the Dreadnought, radiating a terrifying aura, like a demon from the depths of hell. Without a doubt, this was the renowned Primarch Mortarion.

Witnessing this scene, Killer Saber could no longer remain calm, inwardly lamenting, "God Emperor, please do something!"

It should be understood that the fleet before them was far beyond what the group members could contend with, even if they added the fleets from the Agrippina and Cadia sectors.

Moreover, this Chaos Legion, personally led by the Primarch, is not like the rabble under Abaddon's leadership, which is simply bound by self-interest.

On the contrary, they are highly disciplined and obey orders without question, making them a truly elite Astartes Legion!

After much deliberation, Kirsaj realized that the best strategy he could take was to board the Endurance and personally kill Mortarion. However, the thought of the nauseating conditions inside the Nurgle ship filled him with disgust.

The Death Guards from her territory all had to be thoroughly cleaned from head to toe. Those Death Guards that were completely corrupted no longer had the stench of filth, but they were still very smelly.

Fortunately, the living planet and the unnamed subspace storm successfully slowed down the enemy's advance.

Based on their current speed, it will take them at least several more months to reach the Agrippina sector.

Meanwhile, the reconstruction of the Lorisa system has been successfully completed. A full one-ninth of its surface is now covered by incredibly strong steel.

The ultimate form of this planet in the future is not something else, but a magnificent and spectacular ideal city planet.

We will integrate the world into one city and build one city into the world.

Once Kirsarge's meticulously planned and constructed large-scale starship-class Tek replicator is completed, the size of her fleet may be no less than that of the Chaos faction.

Through this efficient cyclical model—with a highly automated ideal city continuously supplying all necessary materials, numerous mining ships tirelessly collecting precious mineral resources, and large starship-class Tek replicators working day and night to build powerful starships—Kirsarge is gradually building its own ultimate order!

As for how the human empire views it, anyway, Kearsar didn't use AI, but rather machine spirits.

Moreover, with Tarachin's help, she also created a replica of an STC-like device, and Kilsazzi disguised the core machine for building the ideal city as an STC template.

Kilsager: They won't be back for several more months, so it won't have a big impact.

Kearsarge: But it's always good to be prepared. Taracin, could you help me find a star system with eight or nine planets? @Taracin

Tarasin: That's a very interesting idea. I'll keep an eye on it.

El: Why is that?

Renault: Hmm, I heard that those four evil gods have a concept called the Holy Number.

Renault: Got it, dogs fighting dogs.

Aiel: My fleet is repaired. I'll head to the Cardia sector first?

Renault: Some of my Minotaur-class warships have arrived.

Chen Huijie: The Hercules Emperor wasn't badly damaged. I'll go with you. @El

El: OK.

Under the reluctant gaze of the Mechanical Sage and the salute of the entire Imperial Navy, the Hercules Emperor, carrying the Imperial Guard, slowly departed from Agrippina's space station and joined a fleet consisting of one Arbitrator-class super battleship, two Emperor-class battleships, two Exorcist cruisers, and three Provoke-class light cruisers.

They will receive support from a wave of modified Belief-class (Blind Belief-class modified version) frigates in the Lorisa system, from where they will enter the Elektra system in the Cardia sector.