Kilsager and Chat Groups

Without the ability to jump through warp space, the Tyranids were unable to escape the Imperial Navy's pursuit, and the invading Tyranids were quickly annihilated by the Imperial fleet.

Under the watchful eyes of the Imperial Navy, the Blood Angels Legion fleet and the Steel Hands fleet activated their warp engines and departed from Cardia.

After the Unyielding Soul activated its warp engine and departed, Abaddon led the remaining members of the Black Legion on a path of atonement.

Belisarius Caul's Mechanicus fleet also regrouped and set sail for Macragge, carrying the golden greatsword given to them by Saint Gilles.

Unexpectedly, a group of greenskins also caught up with Kaul's fleet. These blue greenskins believed that the giant gear in front of them was going to save their warlord, so they cursed and cried out, and led the Aotra Man Five Hundred Worlds to Macragge.

When Malakin returned to the repaired Bloodtears, the remaining Weeping Space Marines stared at their chapter leader with ill intent.

"Commander, some things shouldn't be kept to yourself."

"What do you want to say?" Malakin asked nervously, the two feathers Saint Gilles had given him clinging tightly to his body inside his power armor.

"Charge!" With a loud shout from one of the Weeping Ones, all the Weeping Space Marines rushed forward.

Caught off guard, Malakin was pinned to the ground, letting out a feeble cry: "Stop! I am the leader of the warband..."

The Terminator power armor was forcibly opened, and the Weeping Space Marines left happily, clutching the white feathers, leaving only Malakin lying on the ground.

"Russ, come up again! What happened to you?" Sven Bloodhowl, who wanted to see the feathers of Saint Gilles, had just entered the Blood Tear when he saw Malakin lying on the ground, looking utterly hopeless.

“There’s nothing here.” Malakin struggled to his feet, feeling that the guy in front of him probably wasn’t here for anything good either.

“That’s good.” Sven Bloodhowl, who took Malakin’s appearance as part of the Weeping Chapter’s culture, nodded. “Then may I have a tour of the Primarch…”

"Don't even think about it!"

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In the end, Sven Gorehowl found the two feathers in the Relic Treasury of the Weeping Ones, and the Weeping Ones Astartes who were all wearing helmets for some reason.

Having witnessed this unprecedented war, Entas finally understood why humans were so obsessed; those incomprehensible demons shattered his last shred of hope for the path of goodness.

The Tai soldiers who fought until the end of the war completely abandoned the path of supreme goodness, turned to worship the Emperor, and classified themselves as demi-humans.

Creed was quite exasperated looking at this group of fanatical Tau people.

Finally, after discussing with Raynor and others, the Mechanicus helped the Tau repair their warships and received a Retribution-class battleship and thirteen Beacon-class corvettes as a friendly gift from the Imperial Navy.

Although some naval officers were somewhat unhappy about gifting the precious Retribution-class battleships to the Tau, they did not bring it up in front of El and Raynor.

Talasin and Kirsaji, who were somewhat interested in these Tau people, assisted the Tu clan Tau under Entas in modifying the expeditionary fleet. As for how much of their own stuff they added, no one knows.

In short, a Tau expeditionary fleet, with a Nascent Soul-class battleship as its flagship, surrounded by Tau warships carrying churches, and led by thirteen Believers-class frigates, was preparing to return to the Tau Empire in the Geller Field.

Meanwhile, the Tau Empire, which was still investigating the disappearance of its expeditionary fleet, had no idea that their expeditionary fleet would return in a form that they could not understand at all.

Kirsa sat on the bridge throne of the Lord of the Abyss, with a whip given to her by Slaanesh on her lap and the Khorne katana lying horizontally on the armrest of her seat.

She took the Soul Furnace into her own demonic realm, and her first Unifying Apostle, Bella the Void Angel, stood to her right.

"It's over." Kirsaj looked up slightly as he watched the chat group system flooded with messages about the points earned by other members.

Group Customer Service: The mission has ended. Other group members will return to their own worlds as appropriate.

Group Customer Service: New products have been added to the group store.

Talazin: The Sands of Time and the Triskarn I summoned have not disappeared. Do you have any pigs?

Kilsager: They probably want us to take it back when we go back.

Azure Star: How could the chat group possibly give us these warships?

Chen Huijie: It's possible that... they might forget to take it back?

El: That was a really fierce fight.

Raynor: Since I came to the Empire of Man, even the Terran Empire under Mengsk's rule seems like a good thing.

Tina: Tired... in every sense of the word.

As the teleportation began, Killer closed his eyes, his right hand held in Bella's arms.

“The teleportation is over.” Kilsaji could sense the spatial changes disappear.

“Your Majesty, we have arrived in an unknown space.” Bella held tightly to Kirsa’s right hand.

“The scene hasn’t changed…” Kearsarge looked at the familiar bridge of the Abyss Lord, “The customer service forgot to take back this B-group!”

Renault: They didn't even recycle it?!

Chen Huijie: It seems the Hercules Emperor ship smashed the Star Pod, this is going to be difficult.

El: That's ridiculous! Who would develop mechs like this?!

Azure Star: This makes it easier to explore the ecosystem. Is this really okay?

Clearly, the group members' warships have had a huge impact on their lives, and the warriors on board will bring countless surprises to various worlds.

Group Customer Service: A new member named "War-Disgust" has joined the group chat. Let's welcome the newcomer!

Kirsagh's vision went black; one problem after another had just been solved.

“I have never made any agreement with you, Great Sage Kaul.” The steady voice of Ultramarines Chapter Master Kargar echoed in the hall. “You should explain why you brought the Ork to Macgrag.”

“They are harmless for the time being.” Caul was a little embarrassed, thankfully those green-skinned orcs hadn’t spread their outrageous names. “As for the agreement, I really didn’t make any agreement with you.”

"The one who made the pact with me is the true Lord of Alteramar, the Lord of the Thirteenth Legion—Robert Guilliman." Caul's voice, though not loud, deeply shocked the Ultramarines present.

"I want to know what the contents are."

"of course."

Kaul responded, then pointed to the huge box behind him: "Killiman had long foreseen his own death, so he entrusted me with finding a way to resurrect him after his death."

"And inside this box lies my answer after ten thousand years: a set of Destiny Armor sufficient to heal the Primarch."

The Ultramarines never imagined that their genetic father would be able to walk among humans again. They couldn't control their emotions and tried to see something from the box.

“In addition, there is a gift from a loyal Primarch to the Lord of Alteramar.” Caul picked up a Dimensional Cube. “However, the Primarch said that Guilliman should open it himself. None of you understand its value.”

Calgara was somewhat displeased, but considering that the other party was there to resurrect the Primarch, he agreed to his actions.

Kaul held a golden greatsword and sliced ​​it across Guilliman's wound. Under the blazing golden flames, the curse was quietly erased.

The box containing the Armor of Destiny slowly opened, giving the Primarch a brand-new suit of armor.

As everyone waited, the machine lit up with a green light, and the giant, clad in the armor of destiny, slowly stood up, looking around at his unfamiliar allies.

“This is a gift from Corax to congratulate you on your recovery.” Kaul ignored the stunned Ultra Warrior and handed the Dimensional Cube to Guilliman.

“This is…” Guilliman took the Dimensional Cube from Caul and his pupils contracted sharply after he saw the “item” inside.

In the days that followed, the Ultra Warriors would often see a woman with a cane lecturing their Gene Father, who would listen obediently like a child.

Meanwhile, in the distant Tau Empire, a strange Tau fleet bypassed the Tau fleet's route and arrived at the Tau homeworld.

"I never thought it would be like this."

"I never intended to have my fleet launch an attack."

"We explored this dark universe together."

"But you have deceived us."

"You have deceived everyone!"

"You understand the horrors of the Warp, yet you lie to your entire nation!"

"The Titans have only one chance to revive!"

"If you can't catch it, then let me!"

The defensive fleet of the Tau homeworld was brutally torn apart by the expeditionary fleet, and the burning space could be seen from the planet's surface.

"Let the war begin!"

"From the skies of our home planet to the very edge of the empire!"

"Let the sea of ​​stars boil!"

"Let the stars fall!"

The warships of the Tau Empire were unable to fall from the sky, and ground-based railguns were doing their utmost to intercept these steel wrecks.

From that moment on, the skies over the Tau homeworld began to burn, and various warplanes from the expeditionary fleet descended from the sky, destroying one Tau defensive position after another, accompanied by the bombardment of warships.

Even if I bleed to death.

"I also want to see the empire liberated once again!"

The expeditionary fleet's various transport vehicles projected millions of troops to key areas of the Tau homeworld, including Tau equipment, armored vehicles from the Imperium of Man, and some Tek machines.

"If I cannot save it from your failure, Ether..."

"Then let the empire burn fiercely."

The war known in the history of the Tau Empire as the Great Rebellion of Entas has begun.