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

Chapter 389 Return
Blood rain poured down on the battlefield. The spear of wisdom of the shield captain Valerian pierced through the scarlet raindrops and stabbed at the scarlet flesh of the Somme River wrapped in barbed wire.
But Valerian's hands did not feel the pleasure of cutting flesh and blood.

The barbed wire tightly entangled the intellect, completely ignoring the crackling decomposition force field on the spearhead, preventing Valerian's spearhead from moving forward at all.
Those barbed wires seemed to possess some strange power that did not belong to the material universe. It seemed that in the eyes of countless people, these barbed wires were unbreakable, and any attack on these barbed wires was meaningless and would only increase deaths.

The Somme, Valerian learned the name of this great demon,

The Grey Knights identified the identity of this great demon, a great demon that was born nearly 30,000 years ago during the cruel war of mankind.

But the Somme is not its real name, the Somme is just a nickname.
The name of this bloody demon is written on the remains of nearly 1.2 million dead, whose bodies were pulverized by the Battle of the Somme.
Its true name is the names of the 1.2 million dead, many of whom have long been forgotten.
Even the Grey Knights cannot completely make up for it through prophecy and exploration of history, nor can they weaken the Somme by chanting their true names.

This is why Somme dared to show his existence to humans. He was sure that the Grey Knights would not be able to target him.

but.
The Sisters of Silence approached Valerian like a ghost, their anti-psychic field wrapped around Somme's body like a shadow;

Somme let out a roar full of pain, and the strength of the barbed wire on his body became much weaker.

Valerian swung his mind, and the decomposition field on the spear exploded, cutting off a large piece of scarlet flesh.

"We are whole," Valyrian almost whispered.

After ten thousand years, the Guards and the Sisters of Silence fought side by side again.

In just a few moments of fighting, Valerian realized what a significant advantage these soulless sisters would bring to the Custodes.
In the fight against demons, the Custodians are far inferior to the Grey Knights individually. Only with the Sisters of Silence can they be complete.
Valerian used tactics that he had only learned in training, fighting alongside the Sisters of Silence, almost as if they were second nature.

Somme let out a feral roar, and the wings behind him, a mixture of metal and flesh, slammed bullets and fire at Valerian.
Mortars, artillery, machine guns, grenades, brass bullets... all kinds of crude and primitive weapons were aimed at Valerian.

"Purify the demon!!"

The Grey Knights' battle cry sounded, and the Grey Knight Judge Arcuin stood before Valerian with his hammer in hand.

His spiritual energy burst out like lightning, weaving into a shield to block the artillery fire.
"Ugh——————" Alcuin, a psychic, couldn't help but retched.
The Sisters of Silence used most of their anti-psychic power on the Somme, but their very existence would suppress psychic power and subspace phenomena.

All the Grey Knights were psychics, so they were naturally affected. However, the Grey Knights were still good, as they still had strong Astartes bodies and could withstand these negative effects.

and.
“Ugh!!!!” Captain Reina of the Cadian 184th Regiment seemed to be vomiting out all the food she had eaten in her previous life.

The vomit mixed with bread and ink gathered in a ball at her feet.
Maybe it was an illusion, but Valerian felt that Captain Reina's eyes became clear after vomiting, as if she had vomited out all the knowledge in her head.

Captain Reina consumed too much psychic energy and was unable to resist the discomfort caused by the anti-psychic effect of the Sister of Silence.

Although the Sisters of Silence have brought some negative influences, the current battlefield cannot do without the assistance of the Sisters of Silence.

War, there was a fierce war going on before the palace.

Humans will be afraid, tired, and exhausted in war.

But the Blood God's army of the Unborn will not,

The more intense the war, the more powerful these war-hungry demons will become.
The only one who can eliminate the benefits brought to them by the war is the Sister of Silence.
The only problem is that in front of the Sister of Silence, the only ones who can maintain their full combat effectiveness are the Imperial Guards.

Mortals, Astartes, and psykers are all affected by the Sisters of Silence's anti-psychic field.

Only the Custodians, only the Custodians are the perfect comrades of the Sisters of Silence.
But now only Valerian is left standing at the Lion's Gate.

He looked towards the Lion's Gate with a little hope, hoping that they could break free from their chains.
But the door did not open, and behind the Lion's Gate there was only silence,

Valyrian was disappointed, then turned around and collided with the chainsaw axe in Somme's hand.
The sound of axes and spears colliding echoed in the void, like a huge bronze bell.

No, there was not only the sound of weapons clashing, but also the sound of footsteps.

Valerian looked back in surprise, and saw the gate open.
The crimson and gold Lion's Gate opened toward the bloody battlefield, and opened toward this world.

"With the power granted by the Emperor to the Council of High Lords, and with the consent of six of the twelve High Lords, the agreement signed by the former Grand Marshal of the Guards Constantine Valdor, the Imperial Commander Roboute Guilliman, Rogal Dorn, and the High Lords, commonly known as the "Restriction Order", is hereby annulled."

"The ten thousand year restriction ends here, and the Custodians will be free to act in the Imperial Palace, on Terra, and anywhere else in the galaxy where they are needed."

Tirian's roar at the top of his lungs rang out on the towering walls of Lion's Gate. In order to convey the news to the Imperial Guards as quickly as possible, he directly used the loudspeaker on the wall to announce the lifting of the "Restriction Order": "In the name of Prime Minister Tirian and the Council of High Lords, may our decree be the embodiment of the Emperor's will."

The only response to Tirian was the sound of footsteps colliding with gold and stone.

The army that had been confined in the palace for ten thousand years poured out from the Lion Gate. The red, gold and black square formations shone brightly in the blood rain. The light of their spears could not be covered even by the smoke of war.
Since the 10,000-year-long Webway War, there has never been such a large number of imperial guards gathered in one place.
The golden battle flag fluttered across the blood-red sky, and the emblem of the sky eagle strangling lightning had not faded in ten thousand years. It was exactly the same as what Valyrian had heard in legends and history, as if the army standing before him was an army from ten thousand years ago, as brand new as before and had never left the battlefield.

Valerian saw Marshal Trajan, the commander of the Custodes, standing in the front, with his axe of the watcher burning fiercely, breaking the red blood tide of the demons.
He saw the Alalus Terminators, hard, solid, and dazzling like new stars, crushing the blood-thirsty Khorne Unliving like a shining golden wall.
He saw also the towering figures of the Galatus Contemptors, the revered dead, gushing with fire and steam, carrying out their ancient and long killing with sword and shield.

The emblem of the double-headed eagle stood like steel on every corner of the battlefield. Blade champions pounced on the great demons with their giant swords in hand, and shield captains fought hand-to-hand with bloodthirsty demons.

The Blood God's Crimson Tide collided with the Emperor's Golden Legion, the fury stirred the blood rain into a whirlpool, the pure golden sword tore through the brass beast,
Two Alalius Terminators and a Blade Champion stood beside Valerian, and they walked with the Sisters of Silence, fighting just as they had done ten thousand years ago, crushing the bloodthirsty Somme,
Fight, fight, and fight again. Valerian has never fought so happily. He cuts, crushes, and crushes the flesh and blood of the demon.

He let out a deafening battle cry, and for the first time in his life, he almost lost himself in the moment.

This is not only fighting and killing, this is also glory.

The glory that Valerian had only heard from veterans, understood in records, and seen in hypnosis, the glory that was shattered ten thousand years ago, reappeared and became true at this moment.

He watched Marshal Trajan execute a demon with the Axe of the Watcher, and then he himself stabbed the neck of the Somme Demon with the Spear of Wisdom.
The Ten Thousand marched to war, charging upon the enemies of the Emperor, of Mankind, and of the Custodians, unleashing ten thousand years of accumulated rage.

We are back.

Valerian thought so, but he did not notice that the sky over Terra had quietly changed.

The scarlet clouds tore apart, and the scarlet blood rain came even more violently than before, almost hitting the ground and reality.
Fierce madness raged on Terra, a planet that had been watched by the God of War since the birth of mankind.

The Blood God was the first Chaos God to realize the potential of humans. He knew how excellent humans were and how many cruel wars they would wage over the long years.

The Blood God favors humans, the Blood God favors Terra, and the Blood God has been coveting Terra for tens of thousands of years.

For a moment, if the guards looked up, they would see the sky transformed into a huge, horned, burning face.
That face was as huge as a planet, covered in steel, and its eyes were filled with malice and bloodlust.
Reina vomited all the memory bread she had eaten before the war, and the knowledge about Terra and the palace disappeared from her mind.

This made Reina feel a little comfortable. The knowledge was like indigestible food that stayed in Reina's mind, making her feel like a burden.

Now she felt refreshed and energetic, her perception of the subspace became clearer, and the psychic power in her body was recovering rapidly——————

Reina's body trembled violently. She felt the gaze, the gaze from the subspace, the gaze filled with blood, killing and madness.
That sight gave Reina a splitting headache, and her body couldn't stop shaking. That sight was not directed at her, but at the entire Terra, at the palace.
"Holy Doraemon, God-Emperor, God-Emperor" Reina's tongue trembled as if it was knotted.

She saw the boundaries of reality become thin, and the sound of endless killing came from the realm of the Blood God.

"I have forgiven!"

"Kill for me!"

A deafening war roar was heard and blood gushed out like a tide.

On the battlefield, even the imperial guards looked at the scene in front of them with fear.
A meteor burning with blood-like flames fell from the sky, and a roar like eighty-eight million brass drums sounded.

The eight horns spread out ferociously, and the two axes named slaughter and carnage uttered the wail of the defeated.
It kills, it destroys, it is the Blood God's greatest champion,
It destroyed the first ring of Slaanesh's palace, it slew Nurgle's great plague leviathan, it slew countless enemies for the Blood God, and offered countless victories and skulls to the Blood God.

But it eventually betrayed the Blood God, was bewitched by Tzeentch, and attacked the Blood God, creating a crack in the Blood God's armor.
The Blood God was furious and threw it from the highest point of the Brass Fortress. It flew in the Warp for eight days and eight nights before landing.
Its consciousness was completely burned out in the process, leaving only an endless desire to kill.
Its wings shattered in the fall, never to soar again into the scarlet sky.

Its body was badly wounded, and the arm that wielded the blood axe was no longer as powerful as before.
It was exiled, punished, and stripped of its title as chief demon.

And today, in order to bring slaughter to Terra, the Blood God forgave its betrayal and cowardice.

It was like a thousand burning stars forming ferocious blood wings that spread out in front of the Lion's Gate. Blood rained down from the flesh wings, and the broken wings had been restored to their original state.

After an unknown number of years, the first Great Daemon of Khorne was reborn.

Skarbrand has returned.

(End of this chapter)