Warhammer, about my years with the Wolfpack

However, what greeted him and his descendants next was an endless horde of "Undead." These creatures, clearly amalgamations of flesh and machinery, possessed immense combat prowess. They feared no death, knew no fear, and possessed immense strength. Some, clad in Terminators, were even more formidable, enduring damage far exceeding that of their peers, yet remained undefeated. Even the renowned Death Shrouds could not gain an advantage in this war of attrition.

As his descendants fell one by one, Mortarion became extremely annoyed. As a large number of enemies poured out from all directions, the Lord of Death's movements also stagnated. After all, even a machine needs to rest.

"Ferus! Stand up! You coward, I know you can see me. You see me fighting and struggling to advance among the enemies like a tide." The Lord of Death suddenly roared at a monitor in the star fortress.

"I originally thought that you were different from some guys. But now, you are also playing with witchcraft and dark technology. You have fallen. You are even filthier than those demons!" Mortarion waved the scythe in his hand and vented his anger.

"Filth? I only wish to eliminate you traitors." Ferrus' voice echoed after a moment. If Angron could ultimately face the Archangel, then Mortarion wouldn't even stand a chance against Ferrus. After all, the Iron Hands Legion was larger than the Blood Angels, and their overall combat power was far greater. While Khorne was doing his utmost to aid Angron, neither Nurgle nor Tzeentch actually took it seriously. Consequently, Mortarion was ultimately forced to focus on the outer defenses. Ferrus was even somewhat disappointed by the enemy's attacks; they weren't very strong!

"Look at what you have done, traitor. You have reduced worlds to ruin, sacrificed lives and souls to the evil gods of the void. You accuse our father of sorcery, yet look at your so-called allies. What are they? They are the most twisted and evil beings! You ignored all this, Mortarion, and even framed Horus, who had always been so kind to you. The root of all this is your self-righteousness and arrogance."

"You said that the Emperor took away the victory that belonged to you, but the fact is that without your father's power, you died at the hands of some evil xenos. You yourself are also using and researching xenos technology, and your reason is so ridiculous. You actually think you are tough, so you think you will not be contaminated. This is ridiculous! You mock Magnus, but in fact, you are not even as good as Magnus!" Every word of Ferrus was heartbreaking.

"Just wait for the punishment to come. Maybe one day in the future you will have a chance to atone for your sins, but now, I just want to kill you all!" Then, Ferrus cut off the communication between the two parties. What responded to the Lord of Death was a larger number of troops and the fierce firepower of the Iron Hands fleet.

The fleets of both sides engaged in a brutal fight in the void. The firepower of the Iron Hands fleet was as accurate and fierce as ever. The Tzeentch demons used the convenience of psychic mist and teleportation to repeatedly hit the Iron Hands' defense line, as if trying to find a weak point. The enchanted warships of the Nurgle demons crashed into the Iron Hands' array like mad beasts, as if trying to open a gap with brute force.

Ferrus's response to the former, however, was to employ sufficient redundancy and reserves. Furthermore, the Legion's psykers and the "mind concentrators" aboard some warships significantly weakened the psychic power of the Tzeentchian demons. In Carlos's eyes, the Iron Hands, united against him, were incredibly strong thanks to their highly efficient coordination and command, making them a formidable force.

As for Nurgle's warships, in addition to targeted firepower, the Iron Hands dealt with those beyond redemption with ruthless efficiency, destroying or self-destructing them in their final moments. The fleets of both sides engaged in a relentless battle in the void, the rebels, despite their best efforts, only managing to outperform the Typhons nearby. Gradually adapting to the enemy's rhythm, Ferrus, leveraging his superior legions and fleet numbers, firmly seized the initiative.

"My lord, if you wish, we can even launch a counterattack and leave the Endurance behind." Dukain advised Ferrus.

"Attack the Endurance? That's an honor too great to refuse," Ferrus said, stroking his chin. Having witnessed the power of the gods, Ferrus didn't expect to be able to keep Mortarion, as that was unrealistic. But destroying his flagship would be a real honor. But after a moment's contemplation, Ferrus rejected this tempting goal.

"The Archangel has contained and repelled Angron on the left wing. Although his attack was fierce, it was not fatal. On our side, Mortarion may have tried his best, but the performance of those Nurgle demons disappointed me. In fact, some powerful demons did not even appear on this battlefield. Our victory is only a partial victory, and the key to victory lies in the center line. Horus and the masters behind him have concentrated most of their forces here. They must first crush the Iron Warriors and the Lord of Radiance." Ferrus said.

"If that's the case, I'm willing to lead the team to support Lord Perturabo." Du Kain asked.

"No, you can't. Let me do it. You stay here." said Ferrus.

Chapter 387: The Might of Nurgle

"My lord..." Faced with Ferrus's order, Ducain hesitated. He felt that the Primarch should stay with his legion and fleet, rather than go somewhere else.

"The battle on the center line will be more brutal than we imagined, and the gods will perish. Ducain, I believe that as the Primarch of the Legion, I should bear this burden, rather than leaving it to my descendants. Although the Lord of Radiance is an AI, he is an echo of the Golden Age and is loyal to human civilization. He was born in glory and experienced the dark Iron Rebellion War and the series of disasters that followed. He has persisted to this day. Out of respect for his past, I believe we should do our best to help him. At least in terms of loyalty and level, he is more reliable than the Mechanicus. So we must do our best."

Ferrus looked at his son and continued, "The only question now is, while I devote all my energy to helping our allies, can you take over my responsibilities and watch over our defenses and our legion?"

"Sir, I will definitely fulfill my mission!" Du Kain said firmly.

"Very good, then prepare for action!" Ferrus said. Just as Ferrus was adjusting his own defenses and preparing to lead his troops to support his allies, the battle on the center line finally began.

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"The Supremes have arrived." Lorgar glanced up at the distant void. There, shrouded in an unpredictable shadow, the clone of Tzeentch had emerged from the Warp into the physical universe. At its arrival, the laws of reality became blurred, and countless Tzeentchian demons surrounded their master as he descended into the mortal realm. Meanwhile, on the other side, a vast ocean of blue swept in, like a mighty torrent, seemingly washing away everything in the mortal realm. Within this azure ocean, some powerful being seemed to have arrived alongside the travelers.

The two gods distanced themselves from each other's legions, yet their power overwhelmed both sides. A moment later, Tzeentch launched the first attack. A torrent of sorcery, divine power, and knowledge, controlled by a shifting power, rushed towards the vast ocean beyond. The Traveler met them. The combined power instantly shattered space and time around them. In this moment, the struggle between the two sides was no longer perceptible to mortals. The disparity in status was so stark that mortals could not even observe the details of the gods' battle!

"Can the Lord of Change defeat the Traveler? Tell the truth." Horus asked Lorgar after sending everyone away.

"How can we possibly guess what happens between the Supreme Beings?" Lorgar shook his head and said.

"Haha, you used to call our father the False Emperor." Horus said sarcastically.

"This is simply a need to rally the troops' morale. You should understand that."

"Okay, I understand. So what about now? If the Lord of Change Pi cannot defeat the Traveler, then it will be of no value even if we defeat the Iron Warriors and a certain AI fleet on the opposite side. Before the power of the gods is exhausted, our role will be very limited." Horus said solemnly.

"The incarnation of Nurgle has also arrived. He will be our last insurance. If Tzeentch wins, we can easily take this place and use it as a springboard for our attack on the Solar Sector. If Tzeentch fails, Nurgle can also try his best to let us escape unscathed." Lorgar said.

"You have a good plan." Horus said meaningfully.

"You flatter me."

"Hehe." Horus smiled, yet only he knew the depth of his frustration. He knew Lorgar was cunning and unreliable, but looking at his own men, he couldn't possibly discuss strategy and tactics with the brutal, murderous Angron and the less intelligent Mortarion. They were good tools and thugs, but not capable of commanding the overall situation. And as for Magnus's dark side? The latter had essentially laid his calculations and thoughts out in the open!

Fulgrim had been a man of courage, strategy, and tactics before, but now he had deserted the battlefield! Horus felt deeply distressed that his most trusted and admired brother had failed to help him.

"None of the helpers and brothers I wanted stood on my side. Some of what the traveler said makes sense." Horus sighed in his heart.

Just after Tzeentch and the Traveler clashed, Nurgle's avatar appeared in the physical universe. He didn't attack immediately, glancing instead at the true form of an AI hidden within the dimensional space. The hunt had reached its final stages; the most technologically advanced creations of the Golden Age were his target. Even so, Nurgle raised his scythe. When the bells overhead tolled seven times, Nurgle struck, fiercely swinging his scythe at the distant Iron Warriors. In an instant, a dark green scar appeared in the physical universe!

Meanwhile, within the dimensional space, the Radiant Lord's true form also took action. Aided by technological equipment beyond the comprehension of even the Mechanicus, the Radiant Lord channeled the power of a small fragment of the C'tan, creating a void of annihilation before Nurgle's attack, powerful enough to destroy both time and space within an area. Ultimately, however, the dark green energy stream pierced the constraints of time and space, and though weakened, it still struck the distant Imperial defenses.

In an instant, the three star fortresses and the nearby fleet were turned into a ball of pus by the attack of Nurgle's incarnation. The Iron Warriors could not have imagined that the defense line they had prepared for several months was partially shattered by a blow from the incarnation of the god before encountering the rebel fleet and before firing the first shell.

"Hmm?! It's indeed worthy of being a creation of the Golden Age." Nurgle couldn't help but sigh. Originally, this attack could destroy 7 star fortresses, but now it only killed three. In other words, the Lord of Radiance annihilated more than half of His power!

"We've touched the edge." Nurgle sensed the power of the C'tan fragment across from him. He didn't care where the fragment came from; what truly concerned him was the Lord of Radiance's potential for transcendence. After all, even if given a C'tan fragment, ordinary civilizations or beings would never reach the Lord of Radiance's level.

"What a shame. It's fate." Nurgle looked at the distant Lord of Radiance. In reality, technological creations at the level of the Lord of Radiance and the World Engine are already threatening to the incarnations of gods. This is not only due to their extremely advanced technology, but also due to their inherent driving force. For example, the core of the World Engine is actually a fragment of a C'tan. The evil gods' attitude towards such beings is to do everything they can to eliminate them. It's just that the Ribs are simply too strong, so the evil gods are not in a position to take action. (The Astral Knights' successful boarding of the World Engine was actually due to the C'tan within being freed; otherwise, it would not have been possible.)

After slashing a hole in the Iron Warriors' defenses, Nurgle didn't stop. With a gentle wave of his hand, the veil of the void parted again, and a massive figure emerged from it. A Void Whale, thousands of kilometers long, entered the physical universe. This Void Whale, covered in pustules, tentacles, and twisted organs, was swarmed with flies and Nurglings. This was Nurgle's new creation, a monstrosity he had carefully corrupted and cultivated, tainting and demonizing it. Now, this massive creature had entered the physical universe, serving as a battering ram. (Some Void Whales in the background are said to be 2000 miles long or even longer; others, after being blown apart, formed a cloud...)

Such a massive creature was beyond the reach of ordinary weapons, and ordinary light spears and macro cannons could do little to harm it. The massive Plague Void Whale flew towards the Iron Warriors' army like an asteroid, crushing any enemies it encountered in its path.

"Second!" Nurgle chuckled at the scene before him. With another wave of his hand, a second Void Whale attempted to emerge from the Warp into the physical universe. However, at this moment, a roar echoed within everyone, and Nurgle shuddered, knowing it was a warning from some being. Then, a golden flame suddenly appeared on the second Void Whale, and a startling scene unfolded. The Void Whale, thousands of kilometers long, burned like a golden torch, scorched by the boundless, inextinguishable divine fire. Both the Nurgle daemons within it and the chaotic Void Whale itself rapidly melted away. At this moment, the Emperor finally acted.

"A scavenging old vulture!" The Emperor's curse rang in Nurgle's ears. The burning embers fell on the first Void Whale, and although it did not kill it outright, it temporarily stopped its wanton attack.

"Khorne has no intention of directly engaging in the battle." Nurgle sensed Khorne's presence lingering around the edge of the battlefield. Khorne was more decisive. If he wanted to join the fight, he would jump in. If he didn't take immediate action, he would likely avoid engagement. As long as the Emperor didn't cross his line, he might just watch. The Emperor's condition wasn't great, but that wasn't something Nurgle was willing to face. Meanwhile, from the Warp, the roar of souls echoed from afar, a harbinger of the approaching Eldar Death.

"The Iniesta may just be recycling the souls of those who died in battle." Nurgle came to a conclusion after pondering for a moment. Although Iniesta used the attribute restraint to force Nurgle to a draw in the first war between the gods, as the weaker party, the consumption was also not small. It would be good if he could clean up the battlefield this time.

"I must wait." Nurgle had discovered the Radiant Lord's true form, hidden within the cracks of space. Though the latter employed various technological and metaphysical means to conceal himself, Nurgle would eventually find him. All that remained was to reap his true form. As for mortal matters, let mortals handle them. It was already a great favor that Nurgle had delivered the first of his Void Whales to the front lines. If he dared to strike again, Nurgle feared the Emperor and the Traveler would use the same tactics against Tzeentch or Khorne against him.

As the Nurgle Void Whales charged into the Iron Warriors' ranks, groups of Rebel fleets followed suit, and the battle between the two sides officially began.

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"We must destroy that corrupted Void Whale, or our front will be crushed." Facing a giant void creature the size of an asteroid, transformed into a lair by Nurgle, Perturabo suddenly felt unprepared. After all, he hadn't expected Nurgle to create such a thing! Perturabo told his subordinates.

"Dantioch, you command the rest of the fleet and the defenses. Fricks, you and I will board that massive Void Whale and plant the bomb in its core. We'll destroy it!" Perturabo declared. If it were just a wild Void Whale, the Iron Warriors' planet-destroying weapons would have been enough to take it out from a distance. But, unfortunately, Nurgle's power had rendered it incredibly powerful. Coupled with the interference and cover from the Word Bearers and Sons of Horus fleets, the Iron Warriors' previous assault had failed completely, failing to penetrate even the outermost defenses.

At this point, the Iron Warriors, who were originally in a defensive advantage, became passive, because the rebel fleet only needed to follow the Void Whale to tear through the Iron Warriors' defense line. Instead, the Iron Warriors had to fight with all their might to tear through the enemy's defense line and destroy this almost unreasonable battering ram!

"As you command," Fricks said, and he immediately began to gather his fleet. Meanwhile, Dantioch began to take over the entire Iron Warriors' defense.

"I'll go with you." said the Lord of Radiance.

"What are you going to do? Use your body to tear the Void Whale apart? Are you kidding me?" Perturabo snorted coldly.

"This body of mine will go with you one last time. As for the rebel defenses?" The Lord of Radiance sneered. "Haha, it's been a long time since I've used my power so recklessly! I'll help you clear out the surrounding warships, and the rest is up to you."

"Damn it, you're not needed here!" Perturabo rushed towards the Lord of Radiance. "Stay back!" However, his charge was ultimately halted by a gesture from the Lord of Radiance. A powerful force instantly restrained Perturabo.

"As a true hero, you must dare to face your own destiny! Even though I cannot compare with the gods, I think I have embarked on the path of transcendence. In the past, I always wondered how I would end if one day my life would finally come to an end. But now, I feel that the situation here today is actually quite good!" The Lord of Glory smiled.

"Look at those seemingly ferocious guys, they are just a bunch of trash! A bunch of complete trash! Perturabo, in the future, help me get rid of these scum completely!" said the Lord of Radiance.

Chapter 388 Lord of Glory: I won’t survive!

At this moment, the Lord of Radiance suddenly came to a realization. He felt he had lived long enough! A battle so brilliant it would draw the attention of the gods would be a fitting finale. Once this thought came to mind, it was unstoppable. His mind, surpassing the speed of light, quickly activated his true form. With the opening of a spatial rift, the Lord of Radiance's true form appeared! At this moment, he had nothing to hide. If you want to fight, then bring it on!

"No, go back! You'll be targeted!" Despite Perturabo's attempts to dissuade him, when that shimmering silver planet appeared in the physical universe, everything was sealed, and they began their swift march down the path of fate. Just before the Lord of Radiance's true form appeared, the Iron Warriors' fleet was suffering heavy losses.

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"The power of the gods is truly terrifying." Horus expressed his heartfelt admiration as he looked at the Void Whale in front of him, which had been transformed by Nurgle into a plague war machine. A gigantic void creature that was over a thousand kilometers long stood between the rebel fleet and the defenders. On it were incalculable numbers of Nurgle demons, their magical instruments and war machines. Billions of void flies surrounded this giant, using it as their nest to hunt any enemy that tried to approach this giant creation. Hundreds of tentacles composed of flies swept across the void, and once a battleship was touched, it would be corrupted beyond recognition in an instant. Nurgle's plague, virus, and the power of entropy made the battleship instantly become as if it had been there for ten thousand years.

Nurgle demons operated the various cannons mounted on their hulls, firing corrupted bile at the distant Imperial fleet. With bursts of explosions, Imperial warships were severely damaged. Even after they withdrew from attack range, the remaining plague and swarms of flies still caused the warships to slowly die. This time, Nurgle was really fighting seriously. Compared to the mid-line tactics, the support Typhons' fleet received was just a joke.

"Haha, the great Nurgle is truly generous." Lorgar smiled. Honestly, he hadn't expected Nurgle to invest so much effort, personally breaking the Iron Warriors' bolts and then sending them such a terrifying war machine. Of course, there should have been more, but the Emperor prevented it. Even so, Lorgar believed that this gift was sufficient. A war fortress over a thousand kilometers in size—even on the notoriously difficult battlefields of Randal, a typical war moon wasn't that big. A few hundred kilometers would do. And with this battering ram and mobile fortress, the thousands of Iron Warriors and the Imperial fleet in the distance would be nothing.

The massive Void Whale pressed forward, bearing firepower capable of destroying a planet. Countless shells and lances rained down upon its vast body, unable to penetrate even the rotting flesh and blubber accumulated on its surface. Occasionally, vortex torpedoes and bipolar torpedoes, weapons designed to destroy planets, would be launched. However, through the divinations of the Great Daemons of Nurgle, these deadly weapons would be detected in advance and stopped by Nurgle's sorcery. Forty-nine Great Daemons and Daemon Princes commanded the Void Whale, now a Plague Ark. They used their psychic energy and the vast power of Nurgle to tear through the defenses and contaminate the physical universe.

"There's a target worth attacking!" Black Death, sitting at the bow, excitedly exclaimed, gazing at a distant star fortress. Then, the giant whale opened its maw, and a rotting tongue ejected. Swarmed by flies, it flew toward the star fortress tens of thousands of kilometers away. Then, like a frog catching a flying insect, it instantly reeled in the star fortress, drawing it back into its maw, hundreds of kilometers wide, crushing it and swallowing it whole!

The instantaneous destruction of the Star Fortress had profoundly boosted the rebels' morale. Thousands of warships surrounded this massive battering ram, attacking any enemy who dared approach. With this overwhelming force, the battleships, once the backbone of ordinary engagements, became mere cannon fodder, vulnerable to loss at any moment. Cruisers were being destroyed squadron by squadron. As for destroyers and frigates? Perhaps a swarm of flies could easily gnaw them to pieces.

However, even so, the Iron Warriors still used their flesh and blood to do their best to block the enemy's attack, and Perturabo, with a large number of soldiers and generals and a deep financial foundation, was even able to concentrate a large fleet to make a final attack attempt.

"Something is coming!" Just as the Chaos Fleet was advancing at full speed, suddenly on the battleship Fury of the Abyss, the Mechanical Priest first captured a huge anomaly that appeared in the distant space, and then the gravity sensor, as if an extremely huge guy was entering the physical universe.

"It's the Lord of Radiance, he's going to fight!" Ku'gath's face suddenly changed. "Get the Void Whales out of the way! All fleets, prepare to move!" Ku'gath gave the order, a rare move, bypassing Lorgar.

"We are enough to stop this guy. And Father will stop him!" Lorgar said with ease.

"When two beasts fight, one may die and the other may win in the end, but when they fight, they won't mind killing some unlucky guys! Hurry up, Lorgar, get your fleet out of the way!" Kugath even jumped down from the sedan chair excitedly, which made Lorgar stunned. He was surprised to find that this fat man was so agile?

"Alright, I'll have the fleet evade it, and I'll also notify Horus and Hal of the Mechanicus," Lorgar said. The heralds then ordered the fleet to prepare for evasion while notifying their allies. However, it seemed a little too late! The next moment, a massive, silvery mechanical planet suddenly appeared in the physical universe. This planet was far larger than the average Randan war moon, even larger than the Void Whale. It emanated a pale silver light, its surface so smooth it resembled a mirror, reflecting the light of the stars. Even more surprising to Lorgar was that he actually saw a soul hovering above this massive mechanical planet.

"What is that? A soul? Or some kind of will?" Lorgar marveled at the other's strength. While it was far inferior to that of the gods, this will was enough to crush the so-called Randan mastermind or some other terrifying alien form. Lorgar couldn't explain what it was, but Ku'gath did know something about it.

"That is a terrifying piece of information, a will, an existence that may not be a soul, but is equally powerful. The knowledge and power contained in it are so powerful that even without this mechanical planet, this powerful will can still affect the real universe." Kugax said with a gloomy face.

"Is it psychic energy?" Lorgar asked.

"Maybe, or maybe it's not psychic power. Maybe it's closer to the technology of the Necrontyr. I can't explain it clearly. These things are too profound and terrifying. If it weren't for the existence of the Lord Nurgle, we would never be able to face such a terrifying existence." said Ku'gath.

"Were humans so powerful back then?" After hearing what Kugath said, Lorgar instantly began to doubt his life. After all, what he pursued seemed to have been achieved by humans ten thousand years ago, and the power he had obtained through tireless efforts and even at the cost of betrayal was so insignificant in the eyes of a true strong man!

"It's still powerful now. Humans are the dominant civilization in the galaxy and have true gods!" Kugath didn't feel Lorgar's complicated emotions, and said casually while staring at the Lord of Radiance in the distance.

"How on earth would a creature like this attack?" Lorgar wondered as he directed his fleet to evade. The Word Bearers fleet had swiftly avoided the attack, but due to a delay in notification, the Sons of Horus and Dark Mechanicus fleets seemed to be stuck between the Radiant Lord and the Void Whale... Then, the Radiant Lord launched his attack!

"Warning: Space and time anomalies detected. Sector 15 is experiencing an unknown distortion and collapse. Warning: Space and time anomalies detected..." Suddenly, a terrifying alarm blared from the ship of Hal, former Martian Fabrication General and current leader of the Dark Mechanicus. The distant silvery metallic planet seemed to be attacking, but then stopped short. Hal sensed the enemy firing, but detected no lances, artillery shells, or electronic warfare. The only thing that could have alerted the Fabrication General to any anomaly was this alarm!

"This... This is the power of the great God of All Machines, mysterious and unfathomable." Hal sat on the throne, his heart filled with panic and amazement. The STC and knowledge given to him by Horus and Lorgar were not worth mentioning in front of this great power. If possible, if Hal had met the other party earlier, he would have given the other party a knockdown...

A moment later, everyone discovered the Lord of Radiance's attack method. Using some strange method, he had directly collapsed a region of space from three dimensions to two! A massive fleet of the Sons of Horus and a fleet of the Mechanicum were compressed into a single sheet of paper! Then, as the laws of the universe were restored, just as space was about to return to three dimensions, the entire fleet and space itself were annihilated. Hundreds of major warships, like a picture erased by an eraser, vanished from the universe under this unseen blow!

"An entire fleet just vanished like that?" Horus watched the Sons of Horus fleet vanish in the distant starry sky. The Legion's foremost force, facing this unknown and terrifying entity, was easily wiped out! The battleships were no different from the cruisers and frigates; they were completely destroyed in one blow! Whether it was their sturdy armor or their thick void shields, they were completely useless against this terrifying creature!

"It's time to disinfect." The main body of the Lord of Radiance rushed towards the Void Whale in the distance, surrounded by the AI ​​fleet. A strange beam of light was emitted from the core of the planet and then fell on the huge Void Whale. The rotten meat, fat and tissue that had been unable to be penetrated by various weapons and psychic power before, after being illuminated by the strange beam of light, turned into a dead black ash. That was the ultimate killing method of the Iron Man against organic creatures, which could destroy the existence of almost all organic matter. No matter how much psychic power was added, it would instantly collapse in front of this beam of light.

The Void Whale's psychic wail, illuminated by the beam, instilled a deep sense of fear in every creature on the battlefield. Some sensitive, unprotected psychics were even killed by the screams, but this still couldn't stop the Lord of Radiance from crushing the enemy bit by bit. Without the intervention of a higher-dimensional force, it was only a matter of time before the Lord of Radiance broke through this line of defense. However, at this moment, a bell rang from the void.

"You finally showed up." The incarnation of Nurgle appeared. Although he looked like an old man covered with morbid cysts and wearing a khaki robe, in the eyes of the Lord of Radiance, the incarnation's true form was a khaki fat man bigger than a planet.

"I will face my destiny!" The Lord of Radiance looked at Nurgle in the distance.

"Submit to me, and I will alter your very nature and continue to exist." Nurgle spoke.

"Get out!" The answer of the Lord of Radiance was simple, and then he was greeted by Nurgle's wild laughter. Nurgle transformed into a yellow-green torrent and rushed towards the Lord of Radiance and wrapped him up. In the next moment, the Lord of Radiance's body was brought into the warp. Nurgle did not want to fight in the physical universe. After all, even if he could eventually kill the Lord of Radiance, the aftermath of the battle between the two sides would be enough to destroy half of the rebel fleet.

However, before the Lord of Radiance was taken away by Nurgle, he gave his former comrades a last gift, or blessing. An invisible energy wave spread out, and all the warships on the injured Iron Warriors began to be repaired quickly. Countless nanorobots began to repair the hulls of the Imperial fleet and clean up the pollution. Some AIs even directly took over the warships that could not be operated due to heavy personnel losses.

"I have tried my best, comrades!" The Lord of Glory's true body sent out the last communication!

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"Charge! Destroy that blasphemous creature!" Accompanied by Perturabo's roar, the assembled Iron Warriors assault fleet rushed madly towards the distant enemy. Led by two mobile star fortresses and three Queen of Glory-class battleships, hundreds of Iron Warriors warships, along with numerous Imperial Navy and Mechanicus warships, formed a massive spearhead, piercing directly at the already injured Void Whale! The path was now open, as the Lord of Radiance's previous attack had cleared the way forward!

A moment later, the Iron Warriors fleet, which encountered almost no obstruction, successfully approached to a distance sufficient to release the landing capsule, and the leading flagship Iron Blood directly crashed into the Void Whale. As countless hatches on the Glorious Queen-class battleship opened, a large number of Legionnaires, Mechanicus Skitarii and mortal troops set foot on this creature or world contaminated by Nurgle.

"Let's go together and kill this guy. He must die today! Otherwise, it will be a shame to my former reputation!" The clone of the Lord of Radiance said to Perturabo with a smile. At this time, Perturabo could only remain silent and firmly support his friend's last request.

"The preparations have been made. You and Ferrus will eventually learn from my past knowledge. Leave some to Vulcan, as you are the most technologically proficient in the Empire. Give some to the Dark Angels as well; they always do the most dangerous things. As for Dorn, leave some for him, too. Although he's as hard as a rock, he's a good man." The Radiant Lord gave his final instructions. Perturabo didn't respond to the Radiant Lord, but instead, he quickly rushed towards the battlefield with Fricks and his guards.

"My lord, you are crying..." Fricks, who was accompanying Perturabo, looked at his genetic father in surprise.

"Steel inside and out!" Perturabo roared, and was the first to rush towards the Nurgle demon in the distance.

At the same time that Perturabo decided to use extreme tactics to destroy the Plague Void Whale, Lorgar and the demons also took action. They could not tolerate the loss of Nurgle's great creation. So, on the other side of the Void Whale, groups of rebels and demons also boarded the huge Void Whale, and a war within the "planet" began.

"You are nothing but a bunch of trash. It was like that then, and it remains like that now!" After easily ripping a Nurgle demon in two and banishing it, the Radiant Lord's incarnation sneered at the demonic horde on the other side. He charged forward with his Extinction Relic, slashing through the enemy lines with ease. Whether it was the demonic horde, the Word Bearers, or even the terrifying Titan Legion, they were all mere underlings before the Radiant Lord and his organized army of ancient humans!

He was trying to break through the defenses here as quickly as possible, because he knew that he didn't have much time left. How long could he last if an avatar of Nurgle took action personally? Although the Gods of Order had made many preparations, it was hard to say whether they would succeed or not.

"Perturabo..." Just as he was about to continue forward, he suddenly sensed Perturabo's situation. Under the leadership of Lorgar and the cooperation of seven Nurgle daemons, Perturabo and his troops were trapped. This was Nurgle's home turf after all, and although the masters had their work cut out for them, for Perturabo, who was only 7 years old, the difficulty of this dungeon was still a bit high.

"Let's go and attack Perturabo again, perhaps for the last time." The Lord of Radiance decisively divided his forces, taking some elite troops to aid Perturabo. Although Perturabo was under siege, relying on its elite equipment and targeted defenses, Perturabo still stubbornly held off the enemy's attacks.

While mortals are fighting for the fate of their race, signs of a decisive battle in high dimensions are also emerging again.

Chapter 389 Traveler: I have a bullet in my gun (6K)

"This Tzeentch isn't holding up." This feeling struck the Traveler as he once again faced off against Tzeentch. As their divine powers clashed fiercely in the void, the Traveler felt the enemy's strength was diminishing. It wasn't just because Tzeentch had been wounded by the Emperor in the previous battle, but also because the Traveler had a vague feeling that Tzeentch was weakening, or rather, that the threat he posed to him was decreasing.

When the Traveler used the Twilight Spear to deflect Tzeentch's staff and sever several of his feathers, Tzeentch was forced to retreat. He gasped, his eyes filled with disbelief. He also sensed that the Traveler was more formidable and powerful than before.

"Jianqi, you can't do it anymore." The traveler said with a smile.

"Haha, your growth shocks me." Tzeentch snorted coldly, then turned into an unpredictable blue torrent and rushed towards the traveler again.

"Are you a little surprised by today's situation?" At this moment, the voice of the Phoenix King Asuryan reached the traveler's consciousness.