Chapter 266 Magnus: Everything is according to plan!
The desolate surface of the moon.
Scattered light spear rays fell, leaving large holes on the ground.
Boom——
The huge battleship was burning with flames, tilted and smashed into the ground, bursting into huge flames.
in space.
More explosions occurred, like gorgeous fireworks.
The fleets of the Pilgrim Expeditionary Force and the Thousand Sons Chaos Warband poured firepower on each other frantically.
Light spears, torpedoes, and macro cannons almost fill all the space.
However, it can be seen that the Pilgrimage Expeditionary Force is at a disadvantage and is retreating steadily. More and more Thousand Sons battleships are jumping out of the void.
Macragge's Glory.
The bridge.
Guilliman frowned as he looked at the fierce battlefield.
There is no doubt that this is the Thousand Sons army that his fallen brother Magnus has carefully prepared and ambushed for a long time.
All the clues and events so far converged into an interlocking chain in the mind of the original body——
Magnus set a trap to draw the Fellowship into the Maelstrom, not to destroy them, but to weaken them.
The Crimson King chose a route that had been planned for the returning Thirteenth Son of the Emperor, and knew the subsequent direction of the matter.
The Pilgrim Expedition will be attacked by Chaos, and Guilliman will become a prisoner, even knowing that he will be rescued and transported to Holy Terra through the Webway.
The Crimson King has been waiting for this moment.
He was able to use the Webway to invade Holy Terra and severely damage the core center of the Empire.
It was an irresistible conspiracy. Even if Guilliman knew all this, he had to continue moving along the established route.
Otherwise, he will be overwhelmed by more and more Chaos pursuers.
Fortunately, things have changed subtly.
With the help of the Shadow Veil Walker, through another more secretive webway passage, the expeditionary force moved the battlefield to the moon.
There is room for recovery.
Now, the expedition fleet only needs to hold the line and wait for the arrival of reinforcements.
Guilliman stared at the holographic projection map, his hands constantly operating on the tactical sphere, so fast that only afterimages could be seen.
As he operated, schematic diagrams and divination data continued to fly past the holographic projection at high speed.
Guilliman absorbed massive amounts of data, extracted the information he needed, and restored the true situation on the battlefield.
This is a complex calculation that is unimaginable to ordinary people.
Fortunately, the original body can withstand these complex data calculations and arrangements, and his brain is comparable to the Thinker Array.
Suddenly, Guilliman stopped.
He pointed to a point in the projection, which represented a battleship.
There.
A void shield flickers, its energy system out of whack.
That's a weakness.
Guilliman immediately issued an order through the command system: "Fifth battle group, starboard 90 degrees, fill the gap in the defense line!"
Shortly after the order was issued.
On the space battlefield, a cruiser's void shield failed and was attacked by the enemy.
The cruiser's hull was torn apart by fierce cannon fodder and fell downwards under the pull of the moon's gravity.
The fall of the cruiser caused a series of reactions, and the remaining battleships gradually became unable to withstand the increasingly fierce fire.
The defense here is showing signs of collapse!
Fortunately, the fifth battle group arrived in time to fill the gap and once again defended the defense line.
Guilliman breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the news.
Hold it for now.
But the enemy is outnumbered, and without reinforcements, the defense line cannot hold for long.
"Where are the reinforcements from Holy Terra, when will they arrive?"
The communications officer immediately reported: "Sir, they are still gathering, and the specific time of arrival is unknown..."
"How insensitive can those stupid and incompetent guys be!"
Guilliman was quite annoyed.
He had expected the decay and sluggishness of the Holy Terra institution, but such a slow reaction speed.
It still greatly exceeded expectations.
If it had been during the Great Crusade, the empire's support would have arrived long ago and fought the enemy.
The original body's anger caused the command hall to fall into silence.
Suddenly, the communications officer said in surprise:
"Sir, reinforcements have arrived.
According to the communication sent by the other party, they are the fleet of the Govindi family, the merchant of the emperor's blood.
After they discovered the signs of war, they immediately came to support Got it!”
Hearing this, Guilliman immediately mobilized the tactical sphere, and sure enough he found a fleet just entering the edge of the battlefield.
It was a small fleet, consisting of a cruiser and two frigates.
This kind of configuration is considered very good in the team of Rogue Traders.
It looks like they are really reinforcements.
After all, Rogue Traders often roam the battlefields, selling ammunition and other supplies to the Imperial Army.
Sometimes, they will also accept employment and join the battlefield directly.
Guilliman retrieved more information, and the detection image of the fleet appeared on the holographic projection.
He looked at the eye-catching family emblem on the ship - a golden pirate skull adorned with an Imperial Sky Eagle.
"Emperor's blood merchants, the Govindi family?"
Guilliman searched his memory, and most of the emperor's blood merchants originated ten thousand years ago.
If the other party is a genuine merchant of Emperor Blood, he should have an impression.
In an instant, he found the information he wanted. There was indeed such a merchant family of imperial blood named "Goventi" in his memory.
After the Govindi family obtained a trading license from their father, they went to the frontiers of the empire to cultivate land.
"Put in Govindi's communication!"
Guilliman ordered.
Although it is only a small fleet, the situation is urgent now, and any small force must be fought for.
"Ah ~ the great and benevolent Emperor..."
The moment the holographic projection communication came in, the entire command hall was filled with hymns about the Emperor, which were so sacred and inspiring.
The commanders couldn't help but listen.
This is an old problem among the saviors. They have to use the hymn projector to adjust the background music before fighting.
Whether you can beat him or not, at least you can't lose in terms of momentum and loyalty.
A few seconds passed, and the hymn faded into the background.
Shahim's half-length projection appeared in the hall, and he was very excited to see the legendary figure.
He read according to the lines in the plan:
"Sir, I am Shahim, the heir of the Govindi family. On behalf of the Govindi family, I extend my highest respect to you!< br>
We come with loyalty to the Emperor, ready to fight for Holy Terra at all costs.
Please show us how we can contribute to this just war! ”
Looking at the high-spirited Shahim, Guilliman felt quite emotional. It had been a long time since he had seen such a passionate and loyal Rogue Trader.
In his impression, the Rogue Traders were greedy and full of calculations, wandering in gray areas and lawless.
When the war is stalemate, they will even raise the price and sell ammunition at several times the price.
As for sacrificing everything for the Emperor?
Absolutely impossible!
In Guilliman's subconscious mind, he felt that this young man named Shahim was a worthy target.
After all, there are still many places where the Emperor's Blood Merchant can play a role.
Nowadays, there are not many imperial blood merchant families left in the entire empire.
Guilliman smiled slightly: "Your Majesty Shahim, your loyalty and courage are admirable. The empire needs you to do business like this.
We welcome you to join and look forward to your fighting. Show your abilities!”
After a brief appreciation, the Primarch incorporated the Govindi family's fleet into the command structure of this war.
Subsequently, he deployed the fleet to a safer place where the enemy's attack was not so fierce.
After all, it is just a small fleet, and it is enough to be able to withstand some slight pressure.
If they are deployed to the core of the battlefield, these merchant ships may soon be torn apart, affecting the situation on the defense line.
What's more, he didn't want a loyal and brave heir to the Imperial Blood Family to be lost on the battlefield so easily.
Soon, Guilliman put the incident behind him and concentrated on command.
……
Moon battlefield.
Goventi, bridge.
Shahim just contacted the savior, and the response he got was:
Xiao Sha, you are now the commander of the Merchant Fleet, and it’s time to grow up freely. You can just take care of it yourself!
Shahim finally understood why his colleagues said that the Savior liked to delegate power to others.
He probably really doesn’t want to care.
Shahim rubbed his hands excitedly: "After studying at the Naval Academy for so many years, I finally have the opportunity to step onto the battlefield and become a real commander!"
Although it is the first time As a commander, step into such a fierce and vast battlefield.
But he was familiar with it all.
After all, in the Naval Academy, they used Xiaoling's psychic network to conduct war simulation training for many years.
And they are all classic battles that can be found.
Shahim looked at the holographic projection sand table, which marked enemy ships, firepower and other information.
At the same time, the information that needs to be focused on is highlighted.
Specific to the energy percentage of the void shield, the speed at which the missile strikes, the location where it may be hit, etc.
All this is performed by semi-intelligent programs without excessive human intervention.
All it takes is the commander to make the final judgment.
The combat mission of Shahim's fleet is very simple, which is to resist the attack of the cruiser in front.
After all, the original body didn't expect much from them.
Boom boom boom - the ship's hull shook slightly, and the Thousand Sons Chaos Battleship's gunfire hit the battleship's void shield.
Fortunately, the Govindi has dual void shields, and these attacks did not cause much damage.
Soon, Shahim ordered the fleet to counterattack.
More than a dozen dazzling light spear rays shot out, causing the enemy cruiser's void shield to shake wildly.
In just one attack, a quarter of the enemy cruiser's void shields were knocked out.
It even destroyed two enemy frigates.
“That damn merchant ship is equipped with relic-level weapons!”
The commander of the Thousand Sons Chaos Warship was furious.
However, before the commander could react, he discovered that the merchant ship had begun to accumulate energy again.
It's so fast!
Inside the bridge of Govindi.
"The ship on the other side can't do it..."
Shahim curled his lips, that Chaos battleship was much weaker than he thought, not even as good as the one he encountered during training at the Naval Academy enemy.
After all, the training system of the Naval Academy will simulate battlefields under various extreme situations and madly enhance the enemy's strength.
Of course, in most cases, students don't last long, but they can also gain more command experience.
Now, his Govindi has a stronger void shield and energy system, which can better exert the power of the relic-level ship-borne weapon-Star Glory Spear.
It is more than enough to deal with the lack of maintenance of the warships in the Chaos Fleet.
“Gather the fire and extinguish it!”
Shahim had no chance to use any tactics and directly crushed it with his strength!
...
Macragge's Glory.
The bridge command hall.
"Huh?"
Guilliman, who was concentrating on command, noticed something strange at the edge of the battlefield.
The Govindi family's fleet wiped out its opponents so quickly?
He easily called up the information and found the answer.
The merchant ship was equipped with many relic-level weapons, and even used some alien technology!
Guilliman had no objection to this.
After all, Rogue Traders like to use a lot of ancient equipment and alien technology to modify ships.
The Govindi family can possess so many relics and alien technology, which is enough to prove their strength.
Such a good boat is exactly what he needs now.
Guilliman immediately moved the Govindi family's fleet to the center of the battlefield to allow it to deal with more enemies.
To relieve the pressure on the defense line.
Sure enough, after the arrival of the fleet, the pressure on the left defense line of the battlefield was reduced a lot.
He could sense that the boy named Shahim had rich command skills.
Like a commander who has experienced many battles.
I am afraid that only the Emperor's Blood Merchant with a long history can cultivate such an outstanding heir.
The pressure on the defense line has decreased, but Guilliman is still worried:
"I hope that reinforcements from Holy Terra can arrive soon to prevent the situation from being completely corrupted..."
He expected the defense to hold out for another half hour at best.
Fortunately, this is the moon, not far from Holy Terra, even if the commander of the reinforcements is a complete idiot.
You should be able to come over soon.
Guilliman desperately hopes to end this war as soon as possible. The longer it is delayed, the greater the risk!
He was worried that Magnus was brewing a more terrifying conspiracy.
Rumble.
The violent space vibration attracted everyone's attention.
In the void, a huge Tizka Pyramid appeared, slightly larger than a battleship.
That is the product of ancient witchcraft, Magnus's vehicle.
Boom!
The Pyramid of Tizca landed on the moon's surface, kicking up a cloud of sand and stone that blocked the sky.
The waves are surging and the wind is like the waves!
Bang——
A pulse of pure evil energy shot to the ground.
Dark energy gathers at an alarming speed, condensing into a terrifying whirlpool of evil flames.
Suddenly, even the space warriors of the expeditionary force felt unspeakable fear——
——With a sense of supernatural oppression, a giant beast stepped onto the surface of the moon.
With its ferocious giant horns and wings on its back, Red Magnus exudes a terrifying aura to everyone!
He raised his head slightly, cast his gaze towards the void, and showed a ferocious smile.
In the command hall of Macragge's Glory, an aura of terror began to spread, and the projection of the fallen Thousand Sons Primarch appeared.
Even if it was just a virtual image, everyone's hearts felt like they were being grasped by something and almost stopped beating.
The moment he saw Magnus, Guilliman realized that the situation had taken a turn for the worse.
The time for the decisive battle has arrived.
He must stop Magnus completely before he does something more terrifying!
Boom——
Macragge's Glory poured out all its firepower at the Pyramid of Tizka, but it was all blocked by the witchcraft light shield surrounding it.
It will be impossible to defeat it in a short period of time.
Soon, Macragge's Glory stopped attacking and continued to defend the front.
That was just an attempt.
Their Primarch has gone to fight the Crimson King!
Under the cover of the fleet, Guilliman led the Space Marines and heavy troops to the moon's surface.
Breaked into the witchcraft light shield.
Magnus stood there alone, waiting quietly for the arrival of Guilliman and his army, without any fear.
As Guilliman and the Expeditionary Force approached, he finally took action.
The Daemon Primarch and the Crimson King only spoke a single note, and three of the Ultramarines' Dreadnoughts disintegrated;
He raised his hand and pointed in the distance, and the Land Reaver heavy tank soared into the air, flying past the ground like a cannonball, plowing a bloody path through the Skitarii camp;
With the wave of the Wandering Blade Staff , the curtain between reality and subspace was easily opened, and a large group of demons poured out and rushed towards the expeditionary force.
This is the terrifying thing about powerful wizards.
"Magnus, face me!"
Guilliman wielded the Emperor's Sword and swept away the surrounding demons, roaring towards the Red King.
"As you wish, Robert"
Magnus smiled.
He glanced at Guilliman, who was rushing towards him, with a joking look on his face: "I'm right here, it's true. Having said that, I don't remember you being so... short."
"Even if ten thousand years have passed, you have never learned to restrain your arrogance..."
Guilliman threw down a demon head and stood in front of Magnus.
With a cold and heroic face, he stared at the original brother who had completely fallen and turned into a demon: "You are indeed a lot taller, but you have become even more ugly. Isn't your life difficult?"
Magnus sneered: "You are always short-sighted and overestimate your capabilities, and this is the reason why you will never be as good as me. Let's see -"
He raised the Wandering Blade Staff and pointed at Ji Liman displays the chaotic energy that surrounds the bladed staff.
“This is the real power!”
“I only see your cowardice and humbleness!”
Guilliman shook his head sadly: "Is this the reason why you have degenerated and shamelessly knelt down to the monster who calls himself a god?
If father sees all this..."
"The false emperor...he can't see it anymore!"
Magnus seemed to be angered, he roared:
"Do you know why I let you come? Because you will Meet the most tragic fate here
I want you to see with your own eyes that the pseudo-emperor's empire and everything you cherish will be destroyed! ”
Magnus laughed wildly.
Although he became a slave of Chaos, he gained more powerful psychic power.
Became a true warrior. The King of Witchcraft!
He can even touch the mysterious power called "destiny", predict the development of things, and react to it.
Not long ago, Magnus found a new destiny and changed his plans.
He is preparing a bigger "gift" for Guilliman and Holy Terra.
Now, he has accurately foreseen Guilliman's tragic fate, right here, right now!
Magnus tightened his grip on the Wandering Blade Staff and paused suddenly, and countless witchcraft runes surged from the ground.
Buzz~
The Tizka Pyramid behind him suddenly started to move, and the vibrations in the space became more violent.
Magnus seemed to be narrating a fact: "Holy Terra will be destroyed today, this is a destined fate!"
With the activation of the Pyramid of Tizca, Guilliman His heart was beating wildly, and he felt a sense of crisis that he had never experienced before.
What exactly does Magnus want to do?
However, Shadow Walker's screaming voice in the communicator gave him the answer.
The Webway Barrier is under attack!
The fallen Primarch actually wanted to tear a new webway rift on the moon through a sorcerer device on the Zika Pyramid.
Furthermore, the Crimson King has experience in creating cracks and has a high chance of success.
If cracks in the Webway form, the Chaos Demons of the Warp will be able to pour in unbridled, and Holy Terra will be doomed!
"Magnus!"
With violent rage reflected in Guilliman's eyes, he raised the Emperor's sword and struck at the demon primarch.
Magnus's pupils shrank, and he felt the terrible flames on the Emperor's Sword, which would cause him damage that was difficult to heal.
"Unfortunately, you have stepped into my trap!"
Magnus's mouth twitched slightly. Within the scope of the Zika Pyramid, his witchcraft energy was unstoppable!
The spell that suddenly appeared on the ground temporarily restrained the original body.
Then, he raised his hand and pulled out hundreds of tons of scrap steel from the nearby shipwreck.
Boom——
The huge piece of scrap steel was like a violent cannonball, hitting Guilliman and smashing into the crater several kilometers away.
The light from the Pyramid of Tizka grew even brighter, and the webway shook more violently.
Witnessing what happened to the original body, the warriors who were besieged by the demons gradually fell into despair.
"What a wonderful fear..." Magnus enjoyed it all.
Now, no one can stop him.
Everything is going according to plan!
(End of this chapter)