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“How did you manage to do all this?” Magnus looked at Kirsar, his voice trembling slightly with shock. “Whether it was that terrible curse, or… him.”

This being named Sekhmet, despite possessing all the characteristics of the Son of a Thousand Sickness, was a completely unfamiliar face to Magnus.

It should be noted that the Sekhmets were a small group, and each member was considered an outstanding offspring of theirs.

Magnus knew his children very well, and could even clearly remember each of their appearances and characteristics.

However, the man before him, Sekhmet, was an exception, leaving him utterly astonished and bewildered.

Upon hearing this, Kirsaji turned his head slightly and looked at Tarasin beside him.

Taracin casually tossed a dimensional cube emitting a strange light toward Kirsaj.

Kirsagh nimbly reached out and caught it, then carefully put it away.

At this moment, she was clearly in a very good mood, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously turned up, forming a faint smile.

However, Kirsar did not answer immediately when Magnus pressed him for an answer.

She simply said, "You only need to understand one thing: I have the ability to do these things. As for the other details, you will find out later."

Having said that, she fell silent, standing quietly in place, letting Magnus stare intently at her.

Magnus was unwilling to give up. He stared intently at Kirsar's exquisite face, trying to catch even the slightest clue or hint.

Unfortunately, apart from that eye that gleamed with an eerie light, symbolizing Tzeentch's power, he could no longer glean any useful information from Kirsaji's face.

Just then, Kirsage suddenly broke the silence and spoke again: "So, Magnus, have you decided to send out the Thousand Sons? Number Fifteen."

Corrupted psionic energy, accompanied by Kirsaj's voice, echoed in his mind, impacting his thoughts and will.

"What do you know?" Magnus appeared in front of Kirsage in an instant, his single eye fixed on him.

“I know what you know, and I know what you don’t know.” Kirsa’s Tzeentch Eye glowed even brighter, and the Khorne Blade on his back burst into flames.

Red light forged from lava and blood, and blue light composed of cunning and change, appeared on Kirsager's body, while the deep purple of corruption and devouring silently watched everything.

"I can grant you knowledge (slaughter), and I can also give you change (war)." Two voices rang out simultaneously, the artifact containing the true spirits of two destructive powers pressing down on Magnus. "Now, make your choice."

Magnus was under immense pressure, staring incredulously at the seemingly mortal being before him, feeling as if he were facing a new destructive force.

Hearing the laughter of the Supreme Eagle beside him, Magnus knelt on one knee, offering his loyalty to the new god of chaos.

"The Fifteenth Legion will do as you wish... May I ask who you are?"

Kirsaj raised a finger to the center of his lips: "I am... Alpharis, and also Ommesia."

Behind her, the Mountain Array, the Hercules Emperor, and the Radiance of Macragge tore through the veil between the warp and the material universe, arriving here.

Magnus looked up and saw the Imperial Guard, the Ever Victorious Army, Lerner, the Templars, Sekhmet, and the Blessed Son standing silently beside Kirsage.

"Hehehe, hahahahahaha!" Magnus laughed loudly, lamenting that everything the rotting corpses on Terra had done had become a stepping stone for others.

As Tzeentch and Khorne blocked Nurgle from the galaxy, they let out a joyful laugh that echoed throughout the warp.

The cold sun remained unresponsive and unmoved by Tzeentch's mockery.

"Hmm! There is pleasure!" The Dark Prince climbed out of his bed in the palace and felt the pleasure coming from Tzeentch. His heart was itching, and he saw Magnus kneeling before Kirsaj through the crack.

Seeing this scene resembling Beauty and the Beast, Slaanesh instantly conjured up a scene from a doujinshi.

After the fleet of the group members left, High Lord Creed of Cardia felt the pressure from Abaddon.

The Chaos Space Marines kept probing the defenses of the Cardia system, trying to figure out where those terrifying behemoths were.

"I didn't expect even the Primarch would be involved." Creed rubbed his head in frustration. Before leaving, El and the others told him that they were going to deal with the Primarch and that they would leave the Imperial Navy with them behind.

El and others also supported him with twenty-six Bessor-class corvettes. Creed also knew about these new warships; they only needed a few thousand men to fight at full strength, and the spare compartments could accommodate the Cadian Blitzkrieg.

The Gaixin-class corvette surpasses other Imperial corvettes in firepower, Void Shield carrying capacity, maneuverability, and crew comfort; she can even hold off a light cruiser.

Kadia adored this ship, which surpassed the Imperial frigates in every way and seemed to have been touched by the God of Machines. From the Navy to the Army, everyone was very fond of it. After getting to know its machine spirit, the tech enthusiasts all said that these frigates were simply a gift from the God of Machines.

It was these newly formed escort ships that easily destroyed the Chaos reconnaissance fleet and constantly reported the movements of the main fleet to Creed, the High Lord of Cardia, which prevented the Chaos fleet from making any rash moves.

“If I had the chance, I’d like to get a few too.” Sven Bloodhowl stroked his chin. He was also very envious of the old Deng’s stuff, but he knew the limits. After all, the Ever Victorious Army had given them a hundred Indomitable Terminators and a Stormhawk.

He remembered their warband's Stormhawk, which was locked in the Relic Chamber; they could only look at it, but couldn't go up and experience it at all.

Of course, he wouldn't dare use the Stormhawk either; if it crashed, he would be heartbroken.

Looking at the Wolf Lord's expression, Creed also recalled the Admiral named El Nesti. Heaven knows why the other party was able to pull out a massive Titan legion consisting of one Emperor-class Titan, three Warlord-class Titans, ten Marauder Titans, and twenty-five Warhound-class Titans to support them.

What's even more surprising is that the Tau fleet that was spared came to them, hoping to fight against Chaos together.

After inspecting the enemy's warships, Creed felt that their frontal firepower was quite good.

As for why Creed agreed to let the aliens join the battle after reporting to those adults, Creed believed that those adults must have their own reasons.

Sven Bloodhowl recalled what Azure Star had said and suddenly realized that those people had actually started making plans back then.

As for what the group members thought, they didn't care after the task was completed.