Dedicate loyalty to the good empire

Chapter 240: Journey into the Subspace, Part 1
"Angron? Are you kidding me!?" Taylor yelled.

The Blood Angels Captain replied, "We don't joke about this. We need strength, and that's why we asked to join the logistics department."

"Our Primarch once fought against that giant, and now we also have a responsibility, a great responsibility..."

He looked at Taylor, as if to say, now that you're on this ship, your fate is inextricably tied to this matter.

Taylor swallowed, and the Imperial Navy recruit said.

"My Lord, what are you talking about?"

Taylor simply replied, "You return to the landing site now, start the engines, and get back as quickly as possible."

"This situation has gotten out of control, and it's all because of one person's selfish desires..."

He looked at the Blood Angels, who spoke without any guilt.

"This matter concerns the future of the empire."

Taylor replied, "That's not a reason for you to deceive the guards, nor is it a reason for you to lie about military intelligence!"

"You Space Marines are always like this! Secrets, more secrets, and that damned brotherhood, treating military discipline like a piece of paper, but obeying Guilliman's damned Codex."

"How funny!"

The angel captain replied, "I know this is indeed the case, but we can't just sit back and watch this news."

"If we speak out, we will face harassment from the Inquisition and distrust from many. This is a sensitive topic concerning a demonic Primarch, and even the Blood Angels cannot quickly resolve it."

"We have no time to waste."

Taylor said confidently. "You don't trust Guilliman. You think that Primarch and Angron are the same, right?"

The Blood Angels Captain said, "You are right. We fear the Son of Vengeance's meddling, and I don't trust the Primaris Space Marines he forged."

"As a return gift, I will have one of my warriors take that young soldier away. I know it's not worth much, but I think it's enough to express my apology."

Taylor sighed. "You're not a bad person, I know."

"Let's go and solve the problem, just like usual..."

The new recruit said at this moment. "Sir... take me with you!"

Taylor raised the gun to his head without hesitation. "I have no obligation to send you back. Remember, you wasted a Space Marine as your escort, and I am your superior. I have the right to decide what you do."

"To follow orders and be a great officer, that's all."

He choked and then left with a red angel.

The Blood Angel Captain said, "You are far more indecisive than I thought."

Taylor replied. "That's why I'm always disliked by some people. There are too many extreme people in the empire, like you."

He said, "A radical universe should be dealt with by even more radical means, but I don't consider it unfortunate to encounter a soldier like you."

"On the contrary, the Emperor may have already helped us in some unknown way."

"But the enemy should be aware of our arrival. What are your thoughts?"

Taylor said, "My Frenstein is tough enough to use the melta to knock down the door of the enemy's prayer room, and then at that moment, you can provide suppressive fire."

The Blood Angel replied. "Smart, do it..."

Taylor took a deep breath and ordered Ferenstein to move forward. The initial plan was successful. The hot melt would break open the door and then suppress it with fire.

But when they saw clearly what was inside the hall, the situation was different.

It was a mountain of corpses and a sea of people, a sea of mad Chaos worshippers. Amidst the stench of decay and hideous postures, they continuously constructed bizarre Warp gates with the insane Chaos Mantra.

Countless Chaos Space Marines were stationed nearby, almost all of them members of the World Eaters Legion, with a few high-ranking members of the Black Legion also present.

This room is very large, with a tactical depth of several hundred meters. A large number of heavy weapons are also deployed on both sides. To be precise, Taylor's firepower will definitely not be able to break through here.

Taylor cursed. "Blood Angels! Didn't your intelligence know this?"

The Blood Angels captain replied. "Much more than expected! Apparently, additional troops were added later..."

"damn it!"

Taylor looked at the heavy armor-piercing missiles being aimed at him and cursed himself in his heart why he wanted to be a hero again. Even Ferenstein could not withstand the heavy firepower of so many Space Marines!
What's more, there are so many mortals and twisted things here?
As they prepared to shoot, the Chaos Cultists' chanting reached its limit, and under the flickering of the eight-pointed star, the corpses began to melt into blood and were then sucked into the floor of the ship.

The entire hall turned red and voluptuous, like an extremely ominous red cloth, or silk dyed red with blood...

Amid the laughter of the Chaos Space Marines, a huge warp gate gradually opened, and at the same time, a bright red arm began to stretch out. The huge arm covered with armor was none other than the legendary Demon Primarch!
God knows how long the World Eaters have been waiting for this day. When Angron returns to the real universe, all their long-cherished wishes will be fulfilled...

But when Taylor was completely desperate, the badge on his chest began to glow faintly, even without him noticing.

At the same time, a lot of inexplicable firepower began to appear. It was burning bombs, shooting at the enemy from behind various bunkers.

the Blood Angels Captain exclaimed.

"What it is!"

Wearing scorching black armor, with a terrifying, soulless appearance and a burning skull on his head, he looked like a judge from hell.

That is the legendary Burning Legion, the Emperor's Legion, the Bound Legion!
Taylor couldn't help but lick the corner of his mouth at this moment, and then shouted as he watched Angron gradually crawling out of the subspace.

"Charge towards that rift!"

"Put the Daemon Primarch back in!"

The girl from Lightling cursed. "Boss, are you crazy?"

Taylor said. "There's nothing we can do! The Emperor has already taken action, and it would be ridiculous if we didn't do anything!"

Ms. Katie stepped on the accelerator and replied, "Whatever the boss says, I'll do it!"

Roland said calmly, "I'm not afraid of death. Just disappearing like this would be quite fun..."

"Let us meet again before the Golden Throne."

Taylor cursed. "Don't say anything unlucky, bump into it!"

At this moment, Ferenstein started quickly and moved forward.

When Angron finally tore open the crack and exposed his head, he saw a metal engine crashing into his head.

The Demon Primarch reacted quickly, but he could only defend himself. After his arm was cut by the horn, he was painfully stuffed into the Chaos Rift.

But he reached out in revenge, and the Primarch's arm gripped Frenstein like a hydraulic clamp, pulling him into the warp.

Now, what those Chaos Space Marines had worked so hard for ages to achieve was destroyed by Taylor, and the rift in the Warp was closed by the healing of the real universe and the light of the Astronomican.

At the same time, the Cursed Legion also dissipated with Angron's departure.

Only the Blood Angels warriors were left looking at the angry traitors, but they smiled and spoke without fear.

"Come on! Dog of the Blood God!"

(End of this chapter)