Warhammer: Emperor's Ravenbringer

Chapter 74: Let the Primarchs See the World
The Lord of Mankind stood at the front of the team like an immortal god.

The Emperor wore a golden battle armor adorned with an eagle with outstretched wings.

A bronze cloak woven from scales fluttered behind him.

The long sword in his hand surged with terrifying spiritual energy, and a faint flame surrounded the sword.

The raven stood on his shoulder.

The two supreme kings will lead the imperial army to victory in this war.

The Primarchs stood behind the Emperor and the Raven.

Each of them possesses the body and aura of a demigod.

The ready-to-go Custodes and Astartes of various legions flanked the Emperor and his Primarchs.

Under their feet was a magnificent teleportation array.

The Emperor's Grand Vision contains cutting-edge technology from various universes.

Those technologies were adapted and modified by the Emperor before being applied to this universe.

The first place where they were equipped was the Emperor's Grand Plan.

The teleportation array integrates relevant technologies of the Super God Universe and can teleport to designated areas more accurately.

"Action." The Emperor gave the order.

"GO, GO, let's give those black bean sprouts some shock from humans." The raven shouted.

The machines on the transporter deck were activated and humming.

The huge reaction column was surrounded by bright arcs and made crackling sounds.

A strange distortion occurred in the surrounding space.

"A new teleportation technology that doesn't involve the Warp?"

Curze found that he did not have the kind of sudden enlightenment he had in the previous teleportation, as if he could get the whole truth by just looking deep into the subspace.

I just felt a little nauseous, like the kind you get from motion sickness.

The other Primarchs had the same feeling; they could clearly sense the changes in space.

Everything around seemed to be distorted, and then returned to normal.

They emerged onto a grand, terrifying platform.

The ground was made of crystal, and sticky blood was flowing on it.

Around the platform stand shrines to the Dark Muses.

Each one is piled with human bones and hung with a huge number of mummies.

The slaves whose skin had been peeled off by the waves were hung on spikes around the platform, twisting in pain.

The air smelled of hallucinogens and blood.

The tall and slender Dark Eldar warrior, dressed in black armor, looked at the Imperial army that arrived without warning with a look of astonishment.

Then, they reacted, uttered vicious screams, and rushed towards the imperial army.

"Crush them," the Emperor roared.

The first to respond to the Emperor was Sanguinius.

He flapped his powerful wings and rushed into the enemy group with a flaming sword and spear in hand.

Swords chopped and spears stabbed, and in an instant, blood and flesh flew everywhere, as if there was no one in the world.

The other Primarchs also roared and rushed towards the enemy with weapons that activated the crushing force field.

The Custodes and Astartes followed closely behind, unleashing a massive hail of bullets in one salvo.

In an instant, blood and flesh were flying everywhere in the Dark Eldar ranks.

[The violent mode has been activated. In this mode, the host's reaction speed and physical strength will be increased.]

The prompting sound of the genetic engine sounded in Abaddon's mind.

Let him have more agile speed and more terrifying power.

"Sejanus, Aximander, don't waste time in a fight. Go straight to the Spire District. We need to let those uneducated lions know that the Luna Wolves are the strongest."

Abaddon killed a Dark Eldar and called out to his companions on the Legion Comm.

"For Horus."

"For the Luna Wolves." Sejanus and others responded to Abaddon's call.

They gathered around Horus and, under his leadership, headed towards the spire area.

Luther, who was far away, saw the actions of Moon Wolf and others and called out to Ryan.

"My Lord, those wolf cubs are heading towards the Spire District."

"Gather to me. We must enter the spire area before them. In this battle, I want Horus to lose sincerely."

Ryan doesn't want to be inferior to others.

He is the Knight King of Caliban, and should also be the head of the Primarch, the eldest son of the Emperor.

The Dark Angels and the Luna Wolves thrust towards the spire area like two spears.

They were both holding their breath and wanted to arrive before the other.

"If they can fight for it, can't my Lord fight for it?"

Marius, an Ultramarines, saw what the two legions did and ordered the elite of the legions to assemble towards Guilliman.

"We should not get involved in this," said Guilliman.

"My Lord, the ancients once said that having no sword to use and having a sword but not using it are two different concepts."

“We must have enough influence. Even if you are not competing for the position of the eldest son, you must show enough strength to win the respect of others.”

Guilliman was stunned by Marius' words, but then he felt that what the other party said made sense.

The Emperor created a total of twenty Primarchs, and no one would consider himself inferior to others.

Competition is bound to break out between the Primarchs.

He has no choice about whether he is willing or not.

"We march to the Spire District," Guilliman shouted, "We will win."

"victory."

The other Ultramarines shouted excitedly.

When the other legions saw the Ultramarines joining the competition between the two legions, they also gathered around their own Primarchs and advanced towards the Spire District.

No legion would consider itself inferior to others.

The Primarchs had no choice; they were destined to participate in this competition and there was no way to avoid it.

The legions without their primarchs looked bitter when they saw this scene.

A legion with a Primarch is like a treasure, while a legion without a Primarch is like a weed.

"If they do this, will it tear the empire apart in the future?" Waldo was a little worried.

Throughout history, it is not uncommon for brothers to turn against each other and fight against each other due to the struggle for power.

The emperor also frowned slightly, vaguely worried.

At this time, Raven spoke.

"If we are trapped in this galaxy and cannot continue to expand, the competition among the twenty Primarchs will definitely do more harm than good, and may even lead to a civil war."

"But now we have the opportunity to move towards the heavens, why should we still worry about this problem?"

"Let them compete in the heavens to see who can occupy more universes and who can become the supreme overlord of the heavens."

"Big guy, wait until the Comoros campaign is over and implant the latest version of the genetic engine in them." Raven looked at the Emperor with a serious tone.

The Emperor was a little worried, "Wouldn't that be too risky? They are already very powerful."

Raven said: "We need to give them the power to fight against those powerful evil gods in order to inspire their ambition to fight for supremacy in the heavens."

"Once the genetic engine is implanted, we will take them with us on the next journey to the heavens and let them see the world."

"Let them know how vast the universe is. A tiny galaxy is not worth their internal strife."

Raven decided to find a more powerful universe to let the Primarchs know that there is always someone better.

Waldo asked, "Is this really okay?"

"Of course, big corn cob." Raven said, "If they have mastered god-like power and seen the vastness of the heavens, and they still cling to this small galaxy, then what is there for you to fear?"

PS: The Primitive Earth is about to return, so here is a picture to commemorate him.

(End of this chapter)