I'm in Warhammer, please don't praise Doraemon

Chapter 203 Alas, the Regent’s big hand!

In the command center, Dante observed the situation on the battlefield.
The sudden activation of the Thirst Water reversed the situation in an instant, sucking almost all the insects entrenched around the Angel Castle into mummies. The mortals and Astartes priests guarding the first line of defense were able to retreat to the second line of defense behind the Void Shield with almost no losses.
Dante did not try to rebuild the first line of defense, because the whole point of the first line of defense was the water of thirst.
Now the Thirst Water was activated briefly, and after devouring a lot of insects, it returned to its previous liquid state, forming silver puddles on the sand near the Angel Castle.
The Blood Angels did not have much time to recycle the thirsty water, and could only hope that the thirsty water scattered in front of the Angel Castle could stop the swarm to a certain extent.

The real key to the battlefield now is the second line of defense composed of void shields
As long as the void shield remains standing, the Zerg will not be able to break through the defenses of Angel Castle.

"My Lord." Chief Holy Blood Priest Cobreau came to Dante and lowered his head slightly and whispered, "Mephiston and Master Zhou Yun have returned."

"They claim that Kabanha has been completely destroyed and will never appear in the real universe again, now or in the future."

Hearing this, Dante's eyes moved slightly. A Khorne demon was completely destroyed.
In Dante's cognition, demons are immortal beings who can only be exiled but not killed, and they will return from the subspace one day.
Because of this, Kabanha became the angel of disaster that entangled the Holy Blood Angels for tens of thousands of years.

But the Saint Doraemon claimed that he had completely destroyed Kabanha.
But if you think about it carefully, in Mephiston's words, Doraemon is a higher-level subspace existence than Kabanha, even close to the level of the four gods. In terms of subspace, He is more subspace than Kabanha, so it is not surprising that he can completely destroy Kabanha.

"My Lord, Mr. Zhou Yun has taken Mephiston, some of the think tanks, and Seth to the underground of Angel Castle."

Cobreau lowered his voice slightly, and his tone became a little solemn.
As the chief holy blood priest, he knew exactly what was under the Angel Castle.
Various ancient relics of the Chapter, several fearless warriors who could be called living relics of the Chapter, alien or heretic prisoners accumulated over ten thousand years, various magical instruments containing blasphemous power, the prophecy scroll of Sanguinius and even the remains of Sanguinius were all in the underground of the Angel Castle.
Although Cobreau was not a think tank, he also had a strong psychic perception. He could vaguely sense that the man named Zhou Yun had a terrifying subspace power lurking in his body, and that power was even more terrifying than Mephiston.
Is it really okay to let such a being enter the underground of Angel Castle? What is his purpose?
Cobrow's predictive ability even allowed him to vaguely sense that the Blood God in the subspace was paying more and more attention to Baal, and there seemed to be a faint bloody aura in the air of Baal.

Dante was clearly on guard against him and even sent Seth, the Chapter Master of the Flesh Tearers, to monitor him, but he still let him act.
Dante noticed Cobrello's doubts, but he remained silent and looked out the window.

The scarlet scar outside the window seemed to become clearer, looming under the dim sky, as if it was about to drip blood.

Under the scarlet scar, in the towering Lost Tower, the fallen prisoners were wailing with pain and hunger, clamoring for blood.
Dante could vaguely sense that the power of the Blood God was increasing on Baal.
Did Kabanha's death alarm Him? Or did He vaguely sense the purpose of Zhou Yun and his group? Or was it simply the increasingly fierce war on Baal that attracted Him?

Just as Dante was thinking, the sound of burning atmosphere was heard again in the sky.
He looked up and saw a rain of fire from air-dropped spore sacs. The swarm launched a second wave of attacks.
Blood Angels' Secret Dungeon,
Seth had only heard of this place in the most ancient legends.
This is the oldest area under the Angel Castle. It existed long before the first brick was laid on the ground part of the Angel Castle, and even existed for countless years before the Archangel descended to Baal.

Mephiston held aloft a torch made of Balianm, a rare and precious tree rich in oil. The flames it burned were so dazzling, but it still could not completely drive away the shadows in the tunnel.
The shadows lurking around Seth were wriggling like living creatures, as if some blasphemous little lives that could not be seen by human eyes were living among them.

When Zhou Yun and Mephiston walked past Seth, the shadows seemed to be bowing down to them.
The weirdness of this place made Seth uncomfortable, and Zhou Yun and Mephiston standing in front of him made Seth even more uncomfortable than the environment.

"Can't you tell me our destination?" Seth opened his mouth slowly and said, he felt the blood boiling in his chest.
Zhou Yun paused slightly, turned his head to look at Seth, then looked at Mephiston and asked, "How far is it?"

"It's almost there. The ancient warrior Marest is guarding the entrance to the deep tunnel ahead. He will show us the way."

Mephiston said softly:

"This dungeon has many strange properties. The laws of the material universe are not absolutely applicable here."

"My colleagues and I believe that the locations of the passages in the deepest part of the dungeon are not fixed, but constantly changing, and even distance and location have become a vague concept."

"Only Lord Marest the Dreadnought, the Librarian who is permanently stationed there, can identify the passage to a specific location."

Zhou Yun nodded slightly. No wonder Mephiston didn't have a map of this underground passage.
The space here is just a vague concept, and the Anywhere Door may not be able to accurately transmit. Seth frowned slightly when he heard this. The deepest part of this dungeon only contains the most precious or dangerous things kept by the Blood Angels.
Dante had previously confessed to him what was going on deep in the secret dungeon.
The remains of a dead overlord imprisoned in a stasis field, a psychic artifact left over from the Old Night, a man-made human created by the Baal alien creature, a fragment of a Golden Age technological artifact that can observe other planes, a fearless ancient warrior who was completely controlled by the Scarlet Thirst during the Great Crusade, and the remains of Sanguinius.
Either one is extremely valuable or dangerous.
"Are you trying to steal the remains of Sanguinius and send them to the temple on the Devin satellite?" Seth almost blurted out.

Mephiston's pace slowed down slightly, and Zhou Yun's eyes twitched imperceptibly.

Horus was corrupted and resurrected in the temple of Davin.
"You..." Zhou Yun's mouth twitched, "Be careful what you say. Be careful that one day you might get killed by a melta grenade on the Thunderhawk gunship due to the combined effects of blood thirst and black rage."

"." Seth frowned: "I'm not that stupid."

"This is not a matter of stupidity. Some people would commit suicide by being shot eight times in the back." Zhou Yun said softly.

Zhou Yun actually admired Seth's mouth. His speech was full of unpretentious talent and innocence, which even made Zhou Yun feel that his own mouth had become deliberate.
In the normal timeline, when Robert Guilliman delivered the Primaris to the Holy Blood Guardian, Seth once said two famous quotes:

"Guilliman wants to turn us into Ultramarines in red power armor!"

"If Robouti Guilliman wishes, if he is already Regent, why wouldn't he attempt to become Emperor?"

These two explosive remarks even frightened Dante.
After that, Seth's role inexplicably became less and less until he disappeared completely.

Even in Zhou Yun's previous life, Seth had his desk rules inexplicably deleted, and there was no trace of this person. It is hard not to wonder if it was Seth's mouth that finally harmed him because of the Regent's big hand.

Noticing Zhou Yun's strange look, Seth frowned slightly, with a barely perceptible glimpse of anger in his eyes.
He always felt a bloody smell at the tip of his nose, his fangs pressed against his lips, and he felt angry at Zhou Yun and Mephiston's riddle-filled words.
Seth placed his fingers lightly on the relic box hanging at his waist, and his anger was slightly suppressed.

It's not the right time yet, it's not the right time yet, he must know the purpose of the two people before making the right judgment.
The end of the passage stopped in front of a rough and heavy door. There were strange runes carved on the door that neither Seth nor Zhou Yun could understand. It seemed to have some kind of psychic meaning.
Mephiston knocked on the door three times with the blazing torch in his hand. The door opened slowly with a mechanical hum, creating sparks on the ground.
A breeze carrying the scent of incense blew out of the door, extinguishing the torch in Mephiston's hand. In an instant, shadows enveloped everyone.

The roar of steel sounded, and a monument of war and wisdom, wrapped in steel and ceramic steel, was cast in the shape of a gorgeous sarcophagus. It was an ancient Astartes warrior who fell seriously injured in the battle of the past.

But his remains were injected into the Dreadnought Sarcophagus, serving in the form of steel and iron.

Placed in the sarcophagus in front of him was a chief think tank before Mephiston, named Marest. He was killed by the Octomorph and has been stationed in a secret dungeon forever since then. He has never entered a deep sleep. Relying on his own willpower, he endures the coldness of the fearless sarcophagus, guarding the treasure house and cages of the Blood Angels, and even the remains of the Father of Genes.

He is the sentinel of the dungeon, the gate and the key. He alone knows how to navigate the depths of the dungeon and how to reach the tomb of Sanguinius.
"Mephiston!" Marest raised his voice, "I didn't expect fate to bring you back so soon."

The fearless warrior slightly shifted the head of the sarcophagus and landed on Zhou Yun.

On the giant axe in the hands of the fearless warrior, the decomposition force field ignited silently
"Who are you? Why are you and Mephiston here?" Marest asked in a low voice.

Suddenly the air became quieter, and the stench of blood became more and more distinct.
Zhou Yun knew that the Blood God had gradually become aware of his purpose. Once he entered the passage leading to the Tomb of Saint Gilles, the Blood God would probably immediately look at him.
And he must also tell his purpose in order to get the fearless help of the think tank in front of him.
"I am here for Sanguinius"

(End of this chapter)