Warhammer, about my years with the Wolfpack

However, Angron was met with the bone flower in Khan's other hand! In the close combat, just when Angron thought he had secured victory, having severely damaged Khan's hand, Khan pulled out the power bone flower hidden behind his back and smashed it into Angron's head. At this moment, Angron's hands were restrained, but his body was already involuntarily approaching, unable to avoid it! Khan used himself as bait, gaining the opportunity to defeat his opponent!

With a thud, the sound of a heavy object smashing against Angron's head, he felt his very soul being knocked from his body. Angron's vision went dark, and he involuntarily let go of the Khan's arm. He began to retreat, gradually losing control of his body. However, the blow wasn't just physical, it was spiritual as well. The Khan's powerful essence, fueled by his faith, crashed fiercely into Angron's spiritual world.

"How could you possibly be here?" Angron looked at the Khan in his mind's eye in shock. "You know what? Before you, only Khorne and our father had been here."

"I just want to take you away." Khan said, but at this time, looking at the spiritual world that had been controlled by the blood-red aura and some other auras, Khan knew that it was impossible for him to take the other party away.

"Honestly, I'm grateful that you came to me and were willing to communicate with me. If it were Perturabo, he would have just insulted me while smashing me with his hammer. If it were Dorn, he would have forced me to kneel and beg for mercy from the Emperor. And if it were Jonson, it would have been even simpler. He would have chopped off my head with his sword without saying a word." Angron was severely injured and very weak, but the endless river of blood in front of him prevented the Khan from getting any closer.

"Because of your actions, I will pledge my lifelong friendship to you, Khan." Angron said with some emotion. He could feel that Khan really looked down on him before, but now, he really wanted to save himself.

"This has nothing to do with our personal friendship. You owe an explanation to the entire human civilization. Your tragedy was caused by Khorne. The nail in your head and your descendants are all victims of Khorne. You should hate Khorne..."

"Perturabo is right. I am a slave, always and always have been," Angron said, his tone filled with resignation. "There is no place for me in the future Imperium of Man. However, I can promise that even if ordered by Khorne, I will do my best not to become an enemy of the Imperium of Man."

"Your assurance is hypocritical," said the Khan.

"No, in the future, Khorne's main opponents will be Tzeentch and Slaanesh. Now that you are here, I can't let you go in vain. Last time, our father took away my mercy. This time, you will take away my physical part." Then, accompanied by a surging tide of blood, the Khan was forced to retreat.

Just as Khan's spirit returned to his body, less than a second seemed to have passed. He was surprised to see Angron, who had retreated, grab the White Tiger Saber that Khan had stuck in his chest, dig out his own heart, and throw it at his brother.

"Take it away, Khan! Perhaps you will have a new brother in the future! Tell him what I have taught you." Angron fell to the ground with his head tilted back.

The Khan enveloped the heart with his psychic energy and turned to leave. The battle here was over. Angron had been severely damaged, and the World Eaters had already decided to withdraw from the battle. All that remained was to strike back. He was no longer needed here. With the rebels' left and right wings collapsing, the Khan decided to head towards the center.

Just as the Khan led his troops to crush the rebels' two wings, the battle on the center became extremely tense, because Guilliman and his Ultramarines suddenly discovered a problem: they were unable to deal with Lorgar's throne ship! Because, when Lorgar gained divine power, this was no longer a technical problem, but a metaphysical problem!

Chapter 429: The Hurdles Guilliman Must Face

"You're back? The price is very high." Alpharius said after looking at Khan who came back from the portal.

"But it's all worth it. Keep this thing." Khan handed Angron's heart to Qin Xia.

"So, our father might create a new Angron in the future? That's not a bad result. I hope that new one will be better than this old one." Alpharius did not hide his hatred for Angron at all.

"We can't contact the Supreme Beings now. Father is fighting Khorne, and the Traveler is dealing with the demonized planet. We have won the two wings, but the situation in the middle is not optimistic. Guilliman's fleet is huge and has destroyed a large number of Word Bearers fleets, but he can do nothing about the existence of the Core." Corax then introduced the situation on the battlefield to the Khan.

"This must be the product of some kind of ritual magic combined with divine power." The Khan looked towards the distant core of Lorgar's fleet. At the heart of the fleet sat his flagship, the Abyssal Terror. Around it lay eight battleships deployed in a ring, each surrounded by eight demonic cruisers. These warships formed a circular formation nested within one another. Under the protection of this circle, or perhaps even Lorgar's divine power, the damage inflicted by outside attacks was extremely limited. Several battleships couldn't destroy a single cruiser in the outer formation. Yet, their attacks were incredibly powerful.

"It seems that we can't overwhelm the enemy with numbers. Under the influence of high-dimensional forces, the numerical advantage of the Extreme Legion is useless." Alpharius stood up and said.

"That's right. This formation greatly weakens the Ultramarines' long-range strike power, while in close combat, Khorne's demonized warships are extremely powerful. If we board them, it would be equivalent to sending our precious warriors into the body of a demon." The Khan has taken the first step in sublimation, so he can see more things clearly.

"Can't the Supremes help us solve this magic formation? Even if we can't destroy it directly, it will be fine if we can just suppress it temporarily." Corax said.

"Haha, if everything depends on the Supreme, then what are we for? Corax, use your brain, what is the purpose of our father creating us?" Alphari said with a hint of sarcasm. Corax really wanted to have a good talk with his brother, but the situation was not suitable, and the other party was injured.

"The Supremes are too busy. The Eldar Death God went to help Jonson, and his situation is even worse. After all, he is facing a mechanical demigod who has lived for who knows how many tens of thousands of years. As for the Traveler, He must first ensure the safety of our father." said the Khan.

The Traveler is sometimes quite emotional, having his own preferences and acting accordingly. But more often, or at crucial moments, he is rational. For example, the current battle between the Emperor and Khorne. Even though this demonic planet contains fragments of Khaine, dealing with them isn't easy for the Traveler right now, but it's not too difficult either. He still has some strength left.

However, the Traveler refused to aid Guilliman for two reasons. The first was to ensure he had sufficient backup to support the Emperor. The Emperor was powerful, and so was Khorne. But who would win in a war between the Emperor and Khorne? It's hard to say. After all, in the 40th century, the Emperor suffered a defeat at the hands of Khorne.

This time, the Traveler, distrusting Khorne, went on his own, without the support of the other Unholy Gods. Therefore, he was not optimistic about the Emperor and Khorne's one-on-one duel. To win this battle, the Traveler and the Emperor devised a plan. This plan required the Traveler to be ready to provide support at any time.

As for the other reason, it was related to the incompetent Guilliman. Long before the Heresy, the Traveler had already told Guilliman about the solution, and Guilliman had said he would consider it. But when it came to actual combat, he refused to act. What could the Traveler do? The Khan, having already taken the first step, also realized this problem.

If Guilliman were willing to face his own Warp nature and accept faith, then Lorgar's meager divine power and the resulting magic array would be nothing. But until now, Guilliman hadn't taken that step! The Khan was somewhat angry at him for not fighting back.

"You can replace him, Khan," Alpharius said. "You have awakened your essence, and you have also absorbed the power of faith. I sense that, while only a few in this galaxy can ultimately achieve godhood, there are still some who can absorb the power of faith. I have seen many similar records."

"It is not appropriate for me to do this on Macragge. Guilliman will eventually have to assume his responsibilities." The Khan shook his head and refused.

How to achieve transcendence? So far, there are generally only two ways. One way is to absorb the power of faith and engage in "crowdfunding" of spiritual power when one's hardware is strong enough. Then, one can elevate one's status. This is also a very common way of becoming a god from ancient times to the present, from humans to aliens. And the traveler arranged this path for Guilliman.

In the future, Guilliman's attributes will be centered around the Lord of Ultramar. 500 worlds isn't too large, but it's not too small either. How many aliens can boast the scale and power of 500 worlds? Perhaps this attribute alone isn't enough to propel Guilliman to godhood, but it should still allow him to embark on a path of transcendence.

The other path is to accumulate "hard power." This path is extremely difficult. The Traveler's success is due to historical reasons, and it can even be said that it is difficult to replicate. After all, the Traveler was born before civilization, and as a reincarnated being, his soul is immortal. Coupled with the Traveler's dedication to the human travel industry from the beginning to the end, the Traveler's success has led to his transformation from a belief in God to a conceptual God.

This leap forward is enormous. In a sense, as long as humanity survives, the Traveler and the Evil God are the same, for they can both sustain themselves. Even without faith, they can still exist, though faith does enhance their power. After all, even if all of humanity disbelieves in the Traveler, you still have to travel, right?

So, under the current circumstances, the Khan could actually do it. After all, the people of Ultramar want to quickly eliminate the Word Bearers and be done with it. They're willing to offer their faith to whoever can answer their prayers. But what happens next? Because of this faith, will Ultramar belong to Guilliman or the Khan in the future?

This is the world of 40K, where the power of faith is an inherent reality. Once the Khan accepts the power of faith from Ultramar, he cannot easily shrug it off. This also poses a problem for the future governance of Ultramar. Imagine this: when Ultramar is attacked by the Word Bearers, what would the people of Ultramar think if the Khan, rather than Guilliman, ultimately defeated them? Especially if Guilliman had the opportunity but didn't seize it? What would the people think? Furthermore, the Khan is already injured; his arm, injured by Angron, will need time to recover.

"It is Guilliman's duty to confront and defeat Lorgar, and he must shoulder that responsibility. We will deal with the rest of the Word Bearers fleet. Lorgar can only be defeated by Guilliman," said the Khan.

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"My lord, Lorgar's throne has appeared before our eyes, and all our attacks have become ineffective." The face of the Emperor's attendant Ramon was full of worry.

"Is it possible that all our previous military preparations are unable to destroy this terrifying battleship?" Guilliman's face showed an expression of disbelief.

"Yes, Lorgar has gained the divine power of Khorne. He has temporarily and passively embarked on the path of sublimation. He and his core fleet have gained extraordinary power," Ramon said. "This is a problem that we cannot solve with our naval guns and light spears."

"What if we launch a boarding operation to break the stalemate?" asked Guilliman.

"It might be better than the current situation. Lorgar's divine power is very limited, and he can't strengthen his existence in all dimensions. If we want to launch a sufficiently threatening boarding battle, we will need at least 500 warships to launch the attack, and about 6% of them will be destroyed by the enemy before we can board the ship." Ramon said.

"300 warships?" Guilliman felt a pain in his heart.

"This is a necessary price, my lord. You should face up to your own nature and mission," Ramon advised.

"I am trying to feel my essence, my psychic energy is increasing, and I am also trying to feel the faith of my subjects." Guilliman said painfully. "But it's all in vain."

"My lord, you're still resisting. This won't do." Ramon continued to persuade Guilliman. "The Supremes have no time to worry about the situation here. Your father is fighting the most powerful evil god. My lord the Traveler has his own things to do. You must rely on yourself to defeat Lorgar."

"I feel like I..." Guilliman had been tempted to admit that he wasn't good at psychics or metaphysics. Admitting this weakness didn't make him feel ashamed. After all, when he'd thought he was good in close combat, he'd been slapped in the face. After all, once you've done it once, you'll always get it the second time.

"My Lord Primarch, adopt the tactics you deem correct. I will fight alongside you." At this moment, Trazyn arrived at Guilliman's side. "Lorgar has greatly enhanced the fleet's long-range attack and defense through divine power. Our only recourse is boarding and close combat. We cannot delay this indefinitely."

"That's right. Since the existing tactics and technologies cannot solve the problem, we must try new methods. I will gather my chapter masters, that's it." said Guilliman.

"Your Majesty, you actually let Guilliman go into close combat? Don't you know how weak he is now?" Ramon said as he pulled Trazyn's vest, which weighed several tons, into a corner.

"It's better to do something than nothing. The Emperor and the Traveler will not directly help Guilliman overcome this difficulty. Guilliman cannot live under the protection of the Supreme Being forever. He must go through the disaster in front of him." Trazyn said seriously.

"Wait, as servants of the gods of order, don't you know how to accept the power of faith or something like that?" Trazyn asked back. The Ramon in front of him was the Emperor's great demon, and this should be within his scope of business.

"No, after all, in essence, we are very similar to the great demons of the Chaos Evil God. From the birth of the Evil God to the present, there has been no great demon who can turn faith into his own power. Because this requires the strength of one's own soul. The potential of the Primarch is extremely strong, but we can't." Ramon shook his head and said.

"Well, for me, the worst outcome is to accompany Guilliman and then lose this clone." Trazyn said indifferently.

"There are tens of thousands of Ultramar warriors and millions of mortal officers and soldiers. They are skilled in skills and have noble character. They are the elite and future of all Ultramar." Ramon said loudly.

"I understand the good family that the traveler mentioned, but there's no point in telling me. You should talk to Guilliman," said Trazyn.

"I remember you have a world engine." Ramon said.

"As you know, the Supremes are planning to hunt an ancient demigod. That's not for Lorgar," Trazyn said, a warning etched in his words. "Although Lorgar's power was gifted by others, it already poses a significant threat to the World Engine."

Just as Guilliman was about to display the traditional skills of the Space Marine Legion, Lorgar sat on the throne aboard the Abyssal Terror, thinking about the future.

"My lord, Fulgrim and Angron have been defeated. Most of Fulgrim's fleet was destroyed, and a small number surrendered to the Empire. Fulgrim's whereabouts are unknown. Lord Angron and his World Eaters legion were severely damaged, most of them were destroyed, and the rest chose to retreat." A servant reported.

"Sir, the fleet you personally lead is crushing the Ultramarine Legion." said another company commander.

"The rest of our fleets are in a bad state. They are being attacked by the Ultramarines, who have an absolute numerical advantage," reported the third captain.

"Don't go too deep into the enemy's formation. We need to be more conservative." Lorgar withdrew his gaze from the void.

"Sir, we can definitely inflict heavy damage on the Ultramarine Legion," Erebus advised.

"All of you, get out and return to your posts," Lorgar said. "The Ultramarines are about to launch a boarding operation. Leave Guilliman to me, and you will handle the rest."

"As you command, my lord." Then, Erebus led the group out of the throne room.

"There's still too little divine power. And there's so much I want to do." Lorgar sighed after everyone left. Khorne was actually quite generous. The divine power he gave Lorgar at least ensured he could finish the war without interference from the higher powers.

Chapter 430 Luo Jia's Ambition

But Lorgar had his own ideas. Fighting Guilliman was his mission, not his goal. In fact, when the fleets of Eidolon and Kor Phaeron were destroyed, Lorgar's original Dark Crusade strategy, his plan to use slaughter and blood to strengthen Khorne's power, was thwarted. Although fighting was raging throughout the Ultramar sector and the Ultramarines were somewhat disorganized, overall, the Ultramarines' defenses were effective, and not a single planet was sacrificed.

Although Lorgar's own limited power prevented him from understanding the struggles between gods, he also believed that Khorne could not defeat the gods of order. If the Traveler were free, the avatar of Khorne would likely pay a price before escaping. Therefore, Lorgar had a clear understanding: the divine power Khorne provided must not only deal with the Ultramarines, but also leave enough for his own escape.

However, Lorgar wanted more. Besides defeating the Ultramarines and ensuring his own escape, he also needed to retain some of his divine power for future plans. He had already set his sights on a demigod—Vashtor! After seeing and experiencing so much, Lorgar finally realized one thing: if you don't have someone behind you, then you must become the one behind you!

Honestly, if we ignore his stance, Lorgar's greatest admiration lies with the Traveler, who, as a mortal, ascended to the divine realm. This was something Lorgar hadn't even dared to contemplate before, believing there was an unbridgeable line between mortals and gods. He had originally only dreamed of becoming a bishop! But the Traveler taught him that this line wasn't absolute! This gave him hope for the future and inspired him to carefully plan something.

"Guilliman, I envy you the most, but I also hate you the most. The Emperor and the Traveler have prepared everything I desire, yet you refuse! How dare you reject the arrangements of two gods? How dare you reject the power I so desperately desire!" Lorgar gritted his teeth. "And the most abominable thing is that I can't even kill you!"

At this thought, Lorgar clenched his fists tightly. Lorgar could conclude that the Emperor and the Traveler were willing to allow Guilliman to embark on the path of transcendence, even to become a demigod. The reason was simple. From the very beginning, the Emperor allowed Guilliman to establish his own fiefdom. 500 worlds, 500 vibrant worlds, and the worship and rule of hundreds of billions of people! This not only made the Ultramarines' scale beyond imagination, but also laid the foundation for Guilliman's godhood!

Lorgar believed that the Emperor and the Traveler had undoubtedly given Guilliman the knowledge and path he longed for. And if Guilliman simply followed their guidance, he could become a demigod! This was even better than Perturabo, whose path to transcendence came at a heavy price, his best friend forced to reincarnate. But Guilliman didn't have to pay the price; the Emperor and the Traveler had paid virtually the entire price. How could Lorgar be reassured?

"If I had chosen my father instead of the Chaos God, perhaps the Emperor and the Traveler would have chosen me instead of the indecisive Guilliman." Lorgar thought this more than once.

But the past was gone, and there was no point dwelling on it now. Lorgar had no way back. Therefore, no matter how difficult it was, Lorgar had to consider dealing with Vashtor, because in his view, this was his only chance to gain divine power and godhood!

Throughout human history, there's been no shortage of instances where two great powers clash, only to suffer the most. This is equally true in the perilous galaxy and the Warp. Clashes between powerful gods often result in victories. The victor gains, while the defeated cease their struggle. However, truly divine decrees are rarely achieved. This is because everyone possesses a strong foundation; determining victory is easy, but determining life and death is difficult.

However, demigods weren't afforded this kind of privilege. For those already powerful, but not yet reaching their peak, this great rebellion was a literal disaster. Was the Lord of Radiance powerful? Honestly, if we ignored the Emperor and the Traveler, the Lord of Radiance could easily crush an entire legion and slay a few Primarchs. But what was the outcome? Wasn't he still forced to reincarnate when the Great Tribulation arrived? And that was with someone protecting him.

When the Lord of Radiance was forced to reincarnate, Lorgar, besides being beaten by Boss Pi, also had a realization: Vashtor, a key player in this great rebellion, was about to be in trouble! Lorgar didn't perceive anything from the high dimension. After all, his ability was not even as good as Boss Pi, who had just entered the sublime stage. He simply analyzed the results.

The future is predetermined. After this setback, humanity will inevitably enter the fast lane of development again. Lorgar knew his father was no good man. He harbored a deep hatred for the xenos and the evil gods. And the Traveler? He was a ruthless individual capable of holding a grudge for tens of thousands of years, only to reclaim it with interest in a single day. He wasn't even afraid of Tzeentch, and dared to scheme against him. He was essentially the type of person who believed, "I can't touch you, but if I can, I'll kill you today, not tomorrow."

So think about it: the four Chaos Gods will suffer losses in this catastrophe, but they're certainly not doomed. However, Vashtor, who also sided with Chaos, crushing the Dark Angels and Salamanders, is a different story. He's a demigod, and his survival stems not only from his own power, but also from the balance between the gods.

But when the Chaos Gods declined and were forced to lick their wounds at home after the Heresy, the Emperor and the Traveler would never let this dark mechanical demigod go. The Gods of Order had no problem with their strength, and the situation was actually not a problem either. Even as a veteran demigod of the Warp, Vashtor would at most choose how to die. That was all.

Never mind how fierce Vashtol's final counterattack would be. In reality, whether this mechanical demigod took the lives of an entire sector with him or unleashed a miniature Eye of Terror upon his death, the loss was bearable for the Imperium of Man and the gods. If Lorgar had done it himself, he might have asked Vashtol if the price was enough or too little.

As for taking the Primarch? Forget it. The Radiant Lord couldn't take Mortarion with him when he self-destructed. While Vashtor was a bit stronger, thinking he could take the Primarch away from the Traveler and the Emperor? That's wishful thinking. Besides the Heretic God, only the Randan Overmind could have taken the Primarch from the Emperor and the Traveler. While the latter was killed by the Traveler, as a being capable of competing for supremacy in the galaxy, he was far more powerful than the Vashtan.

In fact, at this point, Lorgar believed, Vashtor's fate was already sealed. Vashtor could now figure out how to preserve some of his information or remains, so as to inform future generations of the galaxy that he once existed. A person, at a certain level, places great importance on their reputation, especially a god.

When Lorgar accepted Khorne's divine power, at the moment his thoughts connected with Khorne's, he suddenly grasped a certain information: Khorne was preparing to attack the Banxian to make up for the losses he had suffered in the great rebellion, or even to seize some of its power to enrich himself! Lorgar even felt that not only Khorne, but even Tzeentch and Nurgle had intentions!

Lorgar considered this information and found it unsurprising. After all, these were a pack of scavenging vultures. Faced with a being of declining fortune, they would undoubtedly strike, especially now. Khorne sought complete control of the war effort and was deeply interested in the Forge. Tzeentch, the Lord of Change, possessed a deep thirst for Vashtor's knowledge. And what about Nurgle? He would savage all beings of declining fortune. He even dared to disrespect the Traveler and the Emperor, let alone this half-immortal with no backing.

After calculating the timeline, Lorgar felt they would probably strike in the latter stages of the Heresy. The reason was simple: if they couldn't seize this final opportunity, how could they, once humanity's fortunes rose, snatch the legacy of Va Banxian from the hands of the Gods of Order? After thinking about this, Lorgar had an idea. His idea was simple: he simply wanted a piece of the action!

He was here to work for Khorne and do business. Next, he would go to find Wa Banxian to do things for him. He was very clear about this.

"The Traveler must have told Guilliman about the path to promotion, but Guilliman won't use it. Even if Guilliman agrees verbally, he won't agree in his heart." Lorgar muttered to himself. He was not actually worried about Guilliman. In his opinion, the outcome of the battle between the Word Bearers and the Ultramarines was already determined.

He was merely playing along with Guilliman, using the blood of the Ultramarines to prove his efforts, while the blood of the Word Bearers proved his heavy price, his contributions and hard work, and he could report to Khorne. If Khorne were defeated, he would immediately flee. If Guilliman came to him, he would want to chat with him, not to reminisce, but to see if he could extract any useful information from him. As for other matters, Lorgar didn't care.

"They are coming." Feeling Guilliman and his fleet, Lorgar smiled.

"You have to give me some leeway, otherwise, you really won't see me." Lorgar made no secret of his disdain for Guilliman. For someone who had been offered everything by others, yet he simply refused to accept it, Lorgar really wanted to hold his head down, rub it against the floor, and then add, "Guilliman, I gave you a chance, but you're useless!"

"Hmm?! Necrontyr, those Iron Wraiths? Are any of them here too?" Lorgar sensed a presence that made him uneasy. He shifted anxiously, unsure if this being was the Emperor's bodyguard for Guilliman. However, Lorgar wasn't afraid of this Necrontyr and had already made arrangements.

"Erebus, the sin that oozes from him and the stench of the Warp might attract this creature's attention?" Lorgar pondered. Lorgar knew a little about the Necrontyr, knowing they were the remnants of an ancient civilization, a being that even the evil gods found daunting. This shattered civilization had split into countless kingdoms, but they remained relatively united in their fight against the Warp and the evil gods. They might even join forces with their sworn enemies, the Eldar.

So, facing this potential threat, Lorgar wasn't prepared to confront him head-on, deciding instead to throw out a decoy. Erebus was quite good, Lorgar felt. Compared to him, this villain truly considered the Warp's evil god his father. And he wasn't pleased with Erebus either. He'd take this opportunity to get rid of him.

Even Lorgar was prepared. Even if Erebus could barely escape from the hands of a Necrontyr, Lorgar was ready to take him away in one go. After all, Lorgar didn't trust anyone about what was going to happen next!

"Angeltai, go to warehouse number eight to get something." Lorgar used his psychic power to contact his favorite offspring, the current number one fighter, the enchanted warrior Angeltai.

Even as Lorgar plotted his grand plan, Guilliman and his Ultramarines launched their assault on Lorgar's flagship. Like moths to a flame, the Ultramarines' warships swarmed towards the enchanted formations shrouded in Khorne's power. Within the enchanted formations, the Word Bearers warships spewed crimson flames. Warp-infused shells and lances rained down upon the Ultramarines, their enchanted shells so powerful that a single salvo could potentially destroy a capital ship.

"For the Emperor, for humanity!" A warship with the Emperor's image carved on it cut through the waves in the void. It was Qile's warship. In the end, Guilliman and the first saint of the state religion reached an agreement. Qile handed over all command rights, but Guilliman had to ensure that she could go to the front line and arrange a warship for her.

At this moment, the battleship appeared so conspicuously in the rebels' field of vision. The holy statue on the bridge exuded a dazzling brilliance in the eyes of the psychics. It did not come from the Emperor's divine power, but from faith, a power of faith condensed by the Emperor!

"Kill all living beings! Destroy the false emperor!" The battleship Qile undoubtedly became a red cloth to provoke the Word Bearers Legion. They even put Guilliman's flagship aside and concentrated their firepower to destroy the battleship!

However, the enchanted shells that were always effective against ordinary warships were not so effective against warships protected by the strong power of faith. The dense shells fell on the shield formed by the void shield and the power of faith, and the blood-red and golden faith collided and exploded violently.

Qile's ship struggled forward in the void and artillery fire. She constantly encouraged everyone to persevere to the end. She believed that the Emperor was protecting them. She believed that her piety could make the Emperor stronger. At the same time, she also believed that her piety could bring victory to the Empire.

Chapter 431 Faith Sprint

If the Emperor's gaze and blessing are subjective actions of the Emperor, then the power of faith gathered in the name of the Emperor is objective. Simply put, as long as the Emperor himself does not object, the power of faith can be gathered, the Emperor can absorb it, and the Emperor's fanatical believers can also use it to a certain extent.

(The Emperor actually has many miracles. In addition to the Bound Legion, there are also cases where a nun took on a Gauss weapon. Also, during the Plague War, some IG legions could not get sick even in the plague-infected area.)

Qile and her cult were absolutely steadfast in their faith in the Emperor. To some extent, they could even be said to be somewhat similar to the orcs. Qile thought that her warships were protected by the Emperor and could block the enemy's evil shells, so they could really resist to a certain extent.

"Open fire, destroy those filthy warships. The Emperor guides us, and his glory will illuminate the entire galaxy!" Accompanied by the soaring choir, the cannons and lances aboard Qile's ship, the Emperor's Glory, unleashed golden shells and beams, severely damaging a distant Word Bearers cruiser. Golden flames erupted upon impact, igniting the enchanted warship, covered in skulls, horns, and flesh. A horrifying and painful scream emanated from the damaged ship, piercing the souls of everyone aboard.

Led by the Emperor's Glory, the massive fleet quickly penetrated the Word Bearers' magic formation, striving to open a path to the Abyssal Terror.

"Faith is truly a powerful and terrifying force," Guilliman said, looking at the battleship Emperor's Glory, which was charging in the forefront. This time, he truly witnessed the power of faith in action. And this power made Guilliman feel uneasy.

"Because the power of faith is so strong, we must control it well. If you don't try to control it, some people will be willing to try. Whether it's the power of metaphysics or the influence in the secular world," said Ramon.

"Then who can limit those who master the power of faith?" asked Guilliman.