Warhammer, about my years with the Wolfpack

Later, after his return and joining the Great Crusade, Omegan still often encountered some difficult aliens, some of which could rival the Primarch, such as the Wormmen, the Randan Mastermind, and the Brain Eaters. These beings put Omegan under great pressure and even pushed him into desperate situations several times, but in the end, he survived and defeated his opponents. To the point that Omegan even wondered if his luck was too good.

"I am very interested in the traveler you admire," said Omegan.

"Then you can try to get in touch with Him," said the traveler.

"But I won't worship him." Omegan sneered.

"Could you try to talk to Him?" the traveler asked.

"Haha, interesting idea." Omigon didn't say anything, and then he ended the conversation.

"Put these people in the periphery of the legion and let them make war equipment for us. Be kind to them. All your equipment comes from their hands." Omegan said to his subordinates.

"Follow your orders, sir. But if your brother asks," the officer said with some concern.

"I'll tell him, and I'll talk to him about some things." Omigon said after thinking for a moment.

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"From what I can tell right now, Omegan seems relatively normal." After Omegan's departure, the Traveler was actively reviewing the situation, trying to understand the Alpha Legion's two Primarchs' true attitudes toward the Imperium and the underlying reasons behind their actions. From his conversations and speculations with Omegan, it seemed Omegan wasn't a major problem, but rather some of Alpharius's ideas were troubling.

Alpharius's attitude towards himself was extremely bad, or rather, the root of his bad attitude towards himself was his distrust and disgust towards the gods. Especially when this god truly had the ability to interfere with the real universe and could provide blessings and respond to believers, Alpharius was even more wary.

The Traveler understood his thinking. However, understanding didn't mean condoning or avoiding it. From his perspective, Alpharius's actions endangered the Traveler. From the perspective of human civilization, they disrupted the advancement of humankind. In other universes, whether a god was truly a god or not was beyond question. But in the Warhammer universe, without a god or a supernatural being behind them, individuals and civilizations alike were mere pawns!

You can't deny that some gods are jerkish, like Cain, and the rather indifferent Phoenix King. Okay, since the latter helped the Traveler, I'll keep it a secret for him. But without the existence of high-level gods, the rise of civilization in the Warhammer universe would be a joke!

Chapter 314: Rebellious Alpharius

"Huh?!" The traveler paused slightly as he continued to sort out Alpharius's fate, because he was surprised to find that Alpharius seemed to be out of his control! And there could only be one reason for this result, that is, some high-level existence interfered with him!

"Interesting, looking at this aura, it's not the Chaos Evil God. Who else could it be?" The Traveler's essence sat in the Kingdom of God. He began to sort out the fate and make predictions. He wanted to know, in such a huge galaxy, which guys could block his perception!

You know, aside from those Primarchs targeted by Chaos, it's actually quite easy for the Traveler to find other Primarchs, whether loyal or not, just like when the Traveler went to find Curze before. He just said he'd get there, and then he'd have a firm grasp on them. Compared to the Heretic God, the Traveler, a being who rose from the mortal realm to godhood, has the greatest advantage of being able to roam freely. For the demons under the Heretic God, this is a definite dimensionality reduction blow. But now, some individuals or entities can actually interfere with his perception of Alpharius. This is quite something!

"It's very patchy. This power isn't all that strong, but with the blessing of destiny, it can temporarily block my perception and control of Alpharius." The traveler sensed the shifts in fate. Humanity's destiny began to decline. While it appeared to be surging, it was now inevitably weakened. Some previously insignificant monsters were now able to stir up trouble. The so-called general trend was truly powerful.

"It seems that only some afterimages remain of them in the real universe and the subspace, which are the echoes of some powerful existence or will. Interesting." The Traveler sensed again, discovered more information, and decided to ask the Emperor to take a look.

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"These guys are nothing but the remnants and echoes of the alien civilizations I wiped out." The Emperor said to the Traveler.

"Are there not all dead?" The Emperor asked, and the Traveler understood. As the saying goes, every generation has its own talented individuals, each leading the charge for centuries. The universe is not just populated by humans; there are other civilizations as well. During the Great Crusade, when humanity was poised to reach its peak, most of these civilizations were wiped out or severely damaged. Therefore, it's no surprise that the remnants of these civilizations still harbor some resentment towards humanity.

The Emperor and the Traveler have no intention of coddling such people. In the Dark Ages, you slaughtered humanity. Now, I have stood up, and we can continue to fight! I will destroy you with my own strength, what else can I do? I don't care about life, I will fight you if you don't accept it!

Normally, these creatures wouldn't cause much trouble. But now, as humanity's fortunes dwindle and the evil gods prepare to unite and attack, these marginalized elements of the galaxy are beginning to stir. They can't confront the Emperor and the Traveler head-on, but they can resort to sabotage, mislead, and cause trouble for the Imperium. This time, they've chosen Alpharius. These beings, in the physical universe, have another name: the Esoteric Cult!

"It seems that there is still a lot of garbage that has not been cleaned up." The emperor sneered.

"This time they have caused us a not-so-small trouble. Let's get through this crisis first. The elves will help us deal with some people, and afterward, we will seriously clean up these guys." said the traveler.

The Traveler is unclear about the reasons behind the Alpha Legion's rebellion. One theory is that the Mysticism told Alpharius that if the Emperor were defeated, humanity would be destroyed, and the evil gods would starve to death. On the other hand, if the Emperor prevailed, human civilization would linger, while the evil gods would grow stronger. Alpharius then became a "Galacticist" warrior and jumped to Horus' side, deciding to sacrifice humanity and defeat the evil gods. Whether this theory is accurate or not is unclear, but the Traveler understands Alpharius's thinking in this dimension.

The Secret Cult has contacted Alpharius and hinted that someone among humanity has achieved godhood through the Great Crusade. One is naturally the Traveler, and the other is the Emperor. The Secret Cult tells Alpharius that the Emperor of Mankind is not as good as he imagined. The Emperor launched the Great Crusade specifically to achieve godhood, using human civilization as a fuel to ignite His divine fire! Since the Traveler has already achieved godhood, they are the enemies of all human civilization. You must stop them!

It must be said that this method is quite brilliant, because the Traveler has become a god, and he has indeed become a god with the help of human luck. The Emperor also wants to become a god. This is correct and very real. Moreover, the Traveler can already respond to believers, and believers can sense the Traveler's presence, which is the sign of godhood.

However, these guys lied. Travelers became gods through the luck and faith of mankind, but in the process of becoming gods, they also served human civilization. Everyone prospers together. It can be said that travelers contribute to human civilization and then receive compensation. It is a fair trade.

One could even say that if it weren't for the Chaos God's incredible power, the Traveler and the Emperor wouldn't have wanted to become gods. After all, roaming the real universe, wouldn't that be awesome? As for immortality after becoming a god? Come on, even gods die. How many C'tan and Eldar gods have died? And if there were no Chaos God, wouldn't the Emperor and the Traveler also be immortal in the real universe? It wouldn't make any difference! Of course, these vengeful individuals with ulterior motives would likely tell Alpharius about the Chaos Gods, proving their evil. The Traveler even speculated that the human members of the cult played a significant role in convincing Alpharius.

As for why humans are included in the cult, it's actually quite understandable. Every civilization and organization has its share of traitors. Even after being bewitched, Alpharius still believed he was fighting for humanity, to prevent his father from going astray. Considering the Alpha Legion's battle cry, "For the Emperor" seemed perfectly accurate to Alpharius. What a damn irony!

Don't overthink bewitching a Primarch. Perhaps they have great futures, but right now, they're still children, still immature. Without the Emperor's protection, or perhaps insufficient protection, and without luck, the Dark Eldar could have vanished even an elite Primarch like the Khan... The Galaxy is vast, and its many powerful figures are numerous. To be fair, the current Primarchs are just that.

The secret cults will also provide help to Alpharius, such as some intelligence support and technical support. These things are nothing at the level of the Emperor and the Traveler, but now, when the luck of mankind is reduced and the Emperor and the Traveler need to deal with the evil gods, these problems are a bit big.

"If we can't stop Alpharius now, then we must at least stop Omegon," said the Traveler.

"So what was the result of your meeting with Omegan this time?" asked the Emperor.

"It's okay. At least he doesn't have much aversion to me and your future self." The traveler thought for a moment and said.

"Alpharius is now obscured by the power and destiny of the Cult. It's difficult for us to find him directly from higher dimensions," the Emperor said with some regret. Gods can be so unreasonable sometimes. If there weren't interference from a power or destiny of equal magnitude, the Emperor and the Traveler could join forces and search for anyone within the borders of the Imperium of Man. However, Alpharius is currently out of reach, as he's been hidden by the remnants of the xenos. This interference is precisely why the Traveler and the Emperor can't directly seek out the Primarch of Chaos.

"So, do you have a good idea? Or a backup plan?" asked the traveler.

"Of course I did. Since you've already told me that Alpharius would side with the traitors, I was naturally prepared, though before this, I wasn't aware of his true motivations for rebellion," the Emperor sighed. Truthfully, Alpharius's rebellion was beyond the Emperor's expectations. Alpharius had served Him the longest, practically taught by the Emperor himself, and Alpharius himself hadn't been bewitched by Chaos. Yet, even under these circumstances, Alpharius still rebelled. This must suggest a flaw in the Emperor's emotional intelligence and ability to judge people. Perhaps, perhaps, the Emperor, born with great power, simply sees things differently from mortals. In some respects, the Traveler is more humane than the Emperor, for the Traveler himself ascended from human to god. Having lived as a mortal for tens of thousands of years, he understands human nature and civilization far better.

"Tell me about it," said the traveler.

"I have placed a man beside Alpharius. His name is Moses. He is a scholar and a psyker. He was discovered by Alpharius on a planet and recruited as a staff officer. Now, he follows Omegon." said the Emperor.

"Not the Emperor's attendant?" the traveler said with some surprise.

"No, the source of his power does not come from you and me. After all, there must be people in those secret sects who are more familiar with our power and may reveal our true intentions." The emperor shook his head and said.

"So where does his power come from?" the Traveler asked. Those personally placed by the Emperor beside Alpharius were certainly not ordinary. Finding a human who met these requirements and could also guarantee they wouldn't betray him was incredibly difficult. Powerful individuals have their own agendas. The Emperor had also allied with many Eternals in the past, but the results were far from certain...

"His power comes from Malcador. Do not think of Malcador as my puppet. In fact, from a mortal perspective, he is powerful enough in his own right," the Emperor said. Although Malcador also spent a lot of time with Alpharius, in terms of psychic attainments, Alpharius could not truly compare to the Sigillite. Therefore, from a psychic and metaphysical perspective, Alpharius should not be able to detect it. As for those in the Secret Cult, they might be capable, but they are not familiar with the Sigillite's power. Therefore, the Emperor was very cautious in this matter.

"Can I contact him when necessary?" asked the traveler.

"I can tell you his information. But if you decide to descend, you must be cautious," the Emperor said. The Primarchs could bear the power of the gods well, but other mortals were less so.

"I'm just marking his location. If necessary, I'll go there myself," said the traveler.

"We must first win Omegon to our side," said the Emperor.

"How about letting him see the true face of the evil god in advance? Lorgar has already fallen and is preparing for a great rebellion. After Omegan sees the evil god, he will definitely oppose the rebellion. At the same time, he will also contact Alpharius. It may be difficult to completely convince the other party, but at least it will make Alpharius hesitate in his actions." said the traveler.

"Let Omegan see the darkness in advance? Now, the demons are hiding very carefully." The Emperor said with some surprise.

"It's okay, I can find them. The Chaos Evil God occupies the destiny, but everything has two sides. They are becoming more powerful, but at the same time it is also more difficult for them to hide themselves. You have to believe in my priesthood. If they don't come to find us, we can go to them." The traveler said with a smile.

"You really have some ideas. But be careful not to make them too big. Omegan's safety cannot be compromised." The Emperor had to give a thumbs up to the Traveler's imagination.

"Don't worry, I can handle this," the Traveler nodded. "After this incident, the relationship between Omegan and Alpharius may become strained. If I remember correctly, there has always been conflict between Guilliman and Dorn and Alpharius. We can moderately suppress those who follow Alpharius."

"Don't try to recall Alpharius. I doubt he'd dare appear before you right now. He'd disobey or send a replacement. There's no need to open up the current conflict. We could even direct Alpharius to deal with Lorgar, and then have Lorgar target Alpharius and the Cult," the Traveler said. Alpharius's current stance should be against all gods. He opposes even his own father, so naturally he'd oppose the evil gods as well. Creating a conflict between Lorgar and Alpharius would undoubtedly benefit the Empire.

"That's a very good idea." The Emperor nodded in agreement.

"Then let's wait and see what happens," the Traveler nodded. "Also, we can't stop infiltrating the Alpha Legion. This legion is truly unique."

"I will arrange it, do your job." said the emperor.

At this time, under the arrangement of the Traveler, the Omegan fleet sailing in the Warp began to fly towards the unknown area. Here, there was once an Eldar world. When Slaanesh was born, it was swallowed by the Warp and was forever stuck between the physical universe and the Warp, becoming a world fought over by Slaanesh and Khorne demons!

Chapter 315 Omegan: What a blasphemy! (5K)

"My lord, our fleet seems to be lost. Our navigators have been disturbed. The navigators claim that when calibrating the star matrix, powerful psychic energy interfered with our observations. We have temporarily lost our course and are traveling through the turbulence of the warp." An officer reported to Omegan.

"Order the fleet to Level 2 alert. Tell the navigators to use all means to get the fleet back on course. If they believe the travelers' faith can help, I'll allow them to hold a Mass or prayer aboard my ship." Omegan said, somewhat distracted. This distraction wasn't because the fleet was lost. In fact, it was common for problems to arise during navigation. This time, it was merely an interference; the constellation could still be seen, so it shouldn't be a major problem. However, his Primarch's intuition gave Omegan a strong sense of danger, and an inexplicable fear lingered in his heart.

This intuition is very accurate. In the past, Omegan has relied on this intuition to avoid danger time and time again.

"Matthias Herzog. Prepare some weapons to deal with psychics. I have a feeling that we will be fighting against very dangerous psychics." Omegan said.

"As you command, my lord," Matthias said, bowing. Then, over the next few hours, the entire Alpha Legion was mobilized, and everyone, even mortals, were prepared to respond. As the fleet struggled to break free from the turbulent energy of the Warp, what greeted them was not a smooth sailing, but a planet shrouded in blood and pink mist.

Blood-red pillars built of skulls, a magnificent palace of pleasure emanating from the melody of voluptuous music. Two distinct forces enveloped the planet. Countless indescribable beings clashed at the intersection of the two forces. Meanwhile, the arrival of the Alpha Fleet stunned the demons of the planet, for they could not imagine why a human fleet would suddenly appear there without warning.

"I saw endless depravity and slaughter, a being countless times worse than the aliens," Omegan said grimly. The demonic aura and the power of the evil god filled him with a revulsion that emanated from his very soul. Faced with these "aliens" and this planet, Omegan saw no point in occupying them.

"All fleets, prepare for orbital bombardment and utterly destroy this planet." Omegan declared without further ado, condemning the planet to death. However, as the massive Alpha Fleet approached, something abruptly changed! The entire planet seemed to come alive, a boundless sea of ​​blood rising from its surface, curling towards the fleet in space like the tentacles of a monster. A cruiser, caught off guard, was engulfed by the crimson tide. Its void shield collapsed after a brief flash, and the surging blood slammed into the ship's steel plating. The steel, once thick by the meter and strong enough to withstand naval gunfire, quickly melted. A bloodthirsty aura permeated the interior of the ship, and before the crew could be corroded by the blood, they eagerly engaged in a fratricidal slaughter!

Not far away, a purple aura enveloped another warship. In an instant, it lost power and shields like a drunkard, drifting in the void. The Mechanicus aboard attempted to purify the contamination and reawaken the Machine Soul. However, accompanied by a series of teleportation inspirations, swarms of Slaanesh banshees, led by masked dancers, descended on the warship with depraved joy. The sight of these demons twisted the hearts of many mortals. They lowered their weapons, trying to embrace the extravagant aura, but were easily torn apart by the Slaanesh banshees' pincers and their souls were sucked away.

"Damn it! These are even more sinister than the Randan." Omegan quickly realized the dangers within, the pervasive corruption and the intense mind-control capabilities. In that instant, Omegan recalled the fear he'd faced against the Randan aliens, though their psychic powers and technology were still somewhat reasonable. The beings before him were completely unreasonable. They seemed to have corrupted the entire planet, animating it, transforming it into a unique entity with its own consciousness, even autonomously attacking the fleet. These creations, emitting the aura of Warp corruption, seemed like a swarm clinging to a hive.

"Sir, we have lost contact with several warships. It seems we have to consider the worst case scenario now." Matthias said, pointing to the part of the fleet that had fallen into chaos in the distance.

"These are the Legion's valuable assets. Can't we save them? Don't we have a way to deal with them effectively? Aren't the various weapons stored in the secret vaults and the Legion's psykers enough?" Before arriving here, Omegan vaguely realized that the psykers and think tanks in the Legion were the only ones who could effectively deal with the current situation, so he made preparations in advance.

"Sir, there are simply too many of these things. Our guns and cannons are much less effective against them. Both physical ammunition and energy beams will be deflected when fired at them. Moreover, they seem to specialize in mental attacks. Many mortals will be bewitched or polluted by them. The spirits of the legionnaires are also under tremendous pressure." Matthias said anxiously.

Are demons difficult to deal with? It depends on the situation and the specifics. In the physical universe, while ordinary demons are resistant to various ranged weapons, if you stack them in sufficient numbers, you can still turn them into demons. This is something Pixar has extensive experience with. Furthermore, psionic energy itself has a counter-effect on demons. Even K demons, known for their high resistance to psionic energy, can still be banished by Grey Knights, as Angron, the Butcher's Nail's mount, has experienced.

However, Omegan's situation today was different. He and his fleet had entered a planet distorted by the power of an evil god. In a sense, they had entered the evil god's realm, a demonic world! At this point, dealing with the demons was no easy task; they needed to specifically destroy specific formations, dreads, or key figures. However, Omegan, a novice encountering a demon for the first time, had no idea what was going on.

As a result, the Alpha Fleet fighting in the demon's territory encountered a huge crisis. Soon, under the infection of the evil god's power, some warships grew bone spurs or strange limbs. They became "enchanted" units like this transformed demon planet. They rushed towards the distant Alpha Fleet like irrational beasts. The weapons on the ship exuded a blasphemous but deadly breath, and the tentacles and bone spurs on them made their collision even more deadly.

"Sir, we have no other choice. We must destroy these warships! Otherwise, the entire fleet is in danger of destruction." Matthias advised.

"Order the fleet to keep their distance and fire at these controlled warships," Omegan said grimly. At this moment, Omegan's superhuman perception suddenly discovered that there seemed to be a certain aura on this planet that was completely different from these "aliens." It was souls, countless souls imprisoned and tortured. Based on Omegan's experience, it seemed that they were the souls of the Eldar?

Somehow, Omegan felt that he had found the key to defeating the enemy. He did not understand what he had encountered. Perhaps those elves' souls could give him some "hints"?

"Sir, some of the controlled warships are heading for the flagship! We need to evade them. The Blue Scale cannot withstand a siege from multiple warships, and we don't have enough escorts," Matthias said. This time, Omegan did not travel aboard his flagship, the Glorious Queen-class battleship Beta. After all, warships also require repairs and maintenance. This was just a regular battleship.

"Let them come. We'll act as bait to draw their attention and reduce the pressure on the other fleets." Omegan said, then looked at the Tech-Priest beside him. "Can the warship's transport system deliver me and my troops to a specific coordinate on the planet?"

"I'm sorry, space is actually chaotic, even completely disordered. I have never encountered such a situation before." The technical priest said in panic.

"So there's no other way?" Omegan asked. "Prepare the Stormbird and the landing craft, and we'll go straight down."

"Perhaps, we can pray to the Great Traveler. He is the patron saint of all travelers and one of the aspects of the God of All Things. He can turn natural barriers into thoroughfares. Yes..." The technical priest took the opportunity to prepare to preach.

"Okay, stop talking. I hope this existence is as you described." Omegan interrupted impatiently.

"My Lord, no one can take another's power without paying a price. Not even the Emperor." The Tech-Priest sensed Omegan's impatience, but he still adhered to one of the tenets of the Traveler's Faith: equal exchange.

"I will allow the Traveler's Doctrine to spread within my fleet, but I can only manage my fleet," Omegan sighed. Then, a mass began, accompanied by hymns sung by Mechanicus believers and navigators. A strange force descended from the heavens. At this moment, Omegan suddenly realized that his perception of distant objects had become clearer!

"Now, my lord, you can set off!" said a great sage of the Mechanicus.

"Let's go!" Following Omegan's order, the battleship's transmission room was enveloped by powerful energy. After a flash of light, Omegan and his troops disappeared in an instant. When they reappeared, a magnificent palace appeared before their eyes.

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"Although I'm surprised that a Primarch has come here, I believe that the great Dark Prince will like this gift." The Great Daemon of Slaanesh, Moradon, licked his tongue excitedly as he looked at Omegon who appeared in front of him. The boning sword, shield and spear in his hands collided with each other, making a pleasant but trance-inducing sound.

Although the Chaos Gods were still dormant, hiding their existence, the Daemons would not sit idly by when faced with an attack. Moreover, capturing and corrupting a Primarch was an irresistible temptation for any Daemon.

As the teleportation array on the ground lit up, six teams of Slaanesh Banshees and six teams of Slaanesh Cavalry rushed out of the array. They rushed towards the Alpha Legion in the distance at a speed that was beyond the reach of ordinary people's vision, and what greeted them was dense rain of bullets and psychic energy.

"The demon in front of us is the key." Omegan, holding a power spear, realized this. Under the cover of his offspring, he strode forward, raised the alien pistol in his hand and fired repeatedly, but the energy bullets turned into little flames in front of Moraton's shield.

"These things can't hurt me." Moraton made a hoarse voice. Looking at the Primarch who seemed to want to retreat, he stepped forward and attacked Omegan with the weapon in his hand like a storm.

"You've fallen for it." Beneath his visor, a sneer played on Omegan's lips. His attack was merely a distraction. Behind him, several Dreadnoughts were already firing lasers and missiles at the Daemon, who towered over the Primarch. Despite the intense barrage, even Slaanesh's blessing couldn't leave Moradon unscathed. But here, the Chaos God's power quickly healed his wounds. His spear pierced a Dreadnought, and with his other hand, he swung his weapon, reducing several Alpha Legion soldiers to a pulp. Their souls were absorbed by the Daemon. Finally, the wailing souls let out a heart-wrenching howl, and the Daemon licked his lips in satisfaction, seemingly delighted with this appetizer.

A purple mist began to spread from the Archdaemon, causing the surrounding Space Marines to waver. Omegan realized he had to finish this fellow off quickly. Ranged weapons seemed ineffective, so Omegan decided to finish him off with his spear. A moment later, the Archdaemon and the Primarch engaged in a battle, Omegan's spear meeting the Daemon's swords, spears, whips, and shields. The Slaanesh Daemon moved with superhuman agility, while Omegan struggled to defend his own gate. As a twin Primarch, Omegan's combat prowess was still somewhat lacking, not to mention that the Daemon he encountered for the first time was no ordinary creature.

The weapons clashed repeatedly, the demon's psychic energy mingling with the radiant light of Omegan's spear. After another collision, the Archdemon's longsword deflected the Primarch's weapon, and with his other hand, he entangled Omegan's arm with a long whip. With a tug, the distance between them rapidly closed. Just as he opened his mouth to unleash his psychic energy, Omegan coldly aimed his other hand at the Archdemon's head, and from his arm, a short blade imbued with the power of the Untouchable emerged!

The power of nothingness turned the demon's psychic energy into a joke, and then pierced the demon's head. Then Omegan stirred it hard and beheaded the demon!

"It's over here, let's move on!" With the death of Slaanesh, countless demons fled the battlefield in terror, and Omegan took the opportunity to lead his people to rush into the depths of the palace. After several hours of fierce fighting and exiling countless demons, Omegan finally arrived at his destination, and the scene before him surprised him!

The formation before them was composed of the flesh and blood of countless Eldar, their limbs intertwined, even brutally torn and then reassembled, creating a strange, sinister, and corrupted beauty. These limbs moved constantly, like a formation. At its center lay a vast mass of spirit stones, some shattered, the souls of the Eldar devoured and tortured by Slaanesh daemons. Others, however, remained intact. The wailing of countless souls sent waves of dizziness through the Space Marines.

"Destroy everything here and take away these relatively intact soul stones." Omegan ordered.

With the destruction of the Slaanesh Circle, the once-balanced planet instantly descended into chaos. Khorne's blood tide seemed to have found a new outlet, and a vast number of Khorne Daemons rushed into Slaanesh's domain, crushing the carved and painted palaces, the buildings full of twisted beauty, and the agile Slaanesh Daemons into pieces. The pressure on the fleet in orbit was greatly reduced. The Slaanesh Daemons had lost their source of power, and they had found a new target.

"My lord, the interference from the Warp has weakened. We can escape now," a navigator reported to the recently returned Omegan. The battleship had just experienced a fierce battle and was in chaos. Fortunately, with the destruction of the Slaanesh Altar, the demonized planet's hold on the fleet had weakened significantly. Now they could completely choose to leave.

"No, we must completely destroy this cancer." Omegan shook his head, looking at the shattered battleships on the ground. "The purple area of ​​the planet has been severely weakened. Our weapons can effectively attack the planet's surface."

"Sir, in this completely irrational area, even if we destroy everything we see, they will slowly recover after a period of time." The navigator replied.

"Then we have to completely destroy this planet, starting from the area that has been weakened by us! Prepare five whirlwind torpedoes for me! Install anti-psychic devices on it and blow up this planet to the ground!" Omegan said decisively.

"As you command, my lord," said Matthias.

Therefore, in order to completely destroy this demonized planet, Omegan and his fleet stayed for several more hours. They weakened Slaanesh's domain bit by bit. When the opponent's force was unable to stop the attack of the whirlwind torpedoes, the ultimate killer with a psychic countermeasure device blew the planet into pieces, and the Khorne demons with Slaanesh were also torn into pieces by the violent explosion and then exiled back to the warp.

"It's all over, Primarch." Matthias breathed a sigh of relief.

"No, it's not over yet. Use the most advanced purification method for psychic energy to purify this battleship. Everyone will undergo psychic residue detection and brain memory deletion. All equipment must be cleaned and then blessed again." Omegan said.

"As you command, my lord," said Matthias.