Warhammer: The Beginning is the Crisis of Annihilation Chapter :

Chapter 67 Magnus who counts all strategies

   Kaul's avatar fell into silence.

   After a while, he spoke again.

   "You are becoming more and more cunning, like a despicable hunter, you have learned to arrange traps for those enemies."

"It's not cunning, it's wisdom." Guilliman smiled. "In this world, not only the subspace can play tricks, but we can too. Suspicion and suspicion are also deeply rooted in the hearts of those subspace creatures. They are Our inner reflections, when used a little, can do wonders."

   There is a big demon under Khorne's command, named Scarbrand, who is the embodiment of anger and killing.

   Also known as the Exile, the Harvester of Wrath, was once the greatest general under Khorne, and the most powerful existence among the bloodthirsty demons.

   This guy was deceived and blinded by Tzeentch, one of the evil gods of chaos, who was good at playing tricks. He slashed at his master Khorne with an axe, and was eventually expelled.

  This incident proves that demons are not invulnerable.

   They are as fragile and foolish as mortals, subject to tricks and tricks.

   "In any case, you are becoming more and more terrifying." Kaul's clone said, "However, this is the luck of human beings. They need a sufficiently cunning and powerful leader."

   "Is there any other news?" Guilliman didn't care about the evaluation of himself by Kaul's avatar.

   "The Colossus of Punishment using Death Star technology and Mechanicum technology has been built. The great sage asked if it should be sent to the battlefield?"

   "Of course, we need powerful weapons to cause a little deterrence to the alien race in the galaxy." Guilliman said. "Send a message to the great sage and ask Calgar to send the Colossus of Heaven's Punishment. We need it. We hope it will perform well enough in the next battlefield."

   "The relevant information has been coded. Apart from the above, is there any other news to pass to the great sage?"

   "Not for the time being." Guilliman shook his head, "I hope he can use the technological knowledge I gave him as soon as possible, and establish enough talent academies to spread this knowledge."

   "My lord, I have to warn you that this is a serious violation of the Mechanician's principles. Knowledge should not be disseminated, but should be handed over to the Mechanician." Kaul's avatar said,

   "Is that what you mean, or what Caul meant?" Guilliman asked.

   "For now, this is just my personal opinion." Kaul clone said.

   "An abominable intelligence who seriously violates the laws of the Empire. I hope I don't ask to violate the rules set by the Empire. Do you know what this looks like? A double of Cawl."

"like what?"

   "A succubus like Slaanesh is ready to go."

  Cauer avatar: .

   After a pause, Kaul's avatar continued to make a sound.

   "Well, I admit that you maintain a sense of humor as always, but this joke is not funny. Another point, I don't hate intelligence, I'm just a personality stripped by Kaul."

   "I have not violated the teachings of the Mechanicus. The knowledge of the God of Mechanics and the STC standard template belong to the Mechanicus as always. The knowledge of the Talent Academy is just my collection from thousands of years ago."

  "."

  Cauer's avatar no longer talks about this matter, and there is no benefit in opposing the Thirteen Primarchs who monopolize the power of the empire.

   "Anything else I need to convey??"

   "No more." Guilliman shook his head.

   "This conversation is over, and the relevant information has been coded. Are you sure you want to send it?" Kaul's avatar said.

   "Send it."

  Following Guilliman's words, the underground machine roared again.

  A huge psionic coercion appeared, and then quickly disappeared.

  The severed heads fell silent, and the lights gradually went out.

  Guilliman left this secret space and returned to his own battlefield.

  A new battle is about to begin.

  Fire, smoke and dust everywhere.

  The space fighters who had heard the call for help to suppress the cult activities here encountered an unimaginable enemy.

   Horrible traitors, formed from the flesh of sacrifices, come from the warp.

  The Leman Russ tank was easily thrown to the ground by the opponent's powerful psychic power, and the wreckage of the gunboat was burning blazingly on the ground.

  On the battlefield, the angry roar of the loyalists became smaller and smaller, and finally completely disappeared.

   "You will fail, demon." A Space Marine staggered, the chainsword still spinning in his hand.

  The gold-encrusted skull reflected light on his breastplate. Every time he said a word, he coughed continuously, and even spit out pieces of flesh.

  His arm was broken, and electric sparks shot from the shattered armor.

  There was endless anger in his eyes, and he was still trying his best to move forward.

  Loyal Emperor's Angels never give up, even on the brink of death.

   "Stupid mortal." Magnus looked at him with pity.

   "For the sake of the Primarch and Emperor..."

  The warrior roared, trying to kill the demon primarch in front of him with his last strength.

  Before he finished shouting, a huge psionic energy grabbed him.

   "I don't like that name."

  The voice fell, and the spiritual energy turned into violent thunder, turning it into coke.

  The Space Marine fell, not breathing again.

  Magnus put away his scepter, he stood on the ruins of a battlefield, and the Rubric Soldiers loyal to him were cleaning the battlefield, replenishing the guns of those space warriors who were still alive.

   "My lord, why are we here?" Sharo, holding a force field scepter, came over, saluted his lord, and asked his confusion.

  With the help of the sacrifices of those believers, they were able to come across a long distance to the imperial sanctuary.

"The corpse emperor has lost his great vision. I will become the new enlightener of mankind, give them wisdom, and fish them out of the quagmire of ignorance and ignorance. Let them control the power of the warp and let them walk On the holy way."

   Looking at the giant hive city in the distance with one eye full of wisdom, Magnus' tone was full of pride, and then changed the topic.

"I got some information from those who have gaps in their hearts. When Guilliman set off to the Charadon sector, he sent the saints, the Marshal of the Black Templar, and a gray knight mentor to Pharos. I didn't tell people why they did this. But if you search for the answer in history, you can get a glimpse of it. If we let him go, it will definitely affect my plan."

   "He hasn't even solved the problem on the side of the empire, and he still wants to interfere with our actions on the dark side of the empire?" Sha Luo asked puzzled.

"When my brother Horus betrayed the corpse king and used the screams of the dead in the Itvan galaxy and the power of the gods to set off a subspace storm and divide the loyalists, a light appeared in the Ultramar star field , without the Light appearing in the Warp by the power of the Emperor."

   "This light allowed Ryan and Sanguinius to ignore the subspace storm and successfully enter Ultramar. And the starting point of that light is Pharos."

"If he guessed correctly, he might use this light to create a lighthouse on the dark side of the empire to help those imperial ships navigate in the subspace. Those sent out by him should be to protect the light device of."

   "If that's the case, this thing must be very important." Sha Luo's face also became serious.

   "My stupid brother, he always looks so bad at playing tricks, thinking sneaking is tricks, hahaha."

   Magnus said mockingly.

   "This time, our target is Pharos. I will let him understand that under my plan, which Magnus has exhausted, all his actions are futile."

   "Guilliman's wisdom is naturally not comparable to yours, but I still want to know, what is your plan?" Sharo asked.

  (end of this chapter)