Warhammer: Don't Call Me the God of All Machines

Chapter 326: The Devil's Fleet Appears (Please Subscribe)

With the complete awakening of Sanguinius, the space here shaped by the power of the warp is collapsing.

It uses the Warp as its energy source, but is built on the beliefs of the Archangels. The Chaos Demon Madel is the ruler of this test illusion, and it is he who carries out this series of conspiracies at the instigation of the Most High.

The Four Chaos Gods provided it with support and help. Otherwise, with the power of a Chaos Demon, it would be impossible to create so many foreshadowings and traps. It is an apostle of the High Heaven and came only for Sanguinius.

It was furious, confused, and regretful about why its own performance still revealed flaws.

That damned cursed creature, how could it possibly know how the Lord of Mankind should speak to his offspring? If it weren't for the protection of the Four Chaos Gods, I'm afraid that when Madel committed this blasphemous act, he would have been discovered by the cold sun in the Warp.

Then, no matter how far away it is, it will be burned to death by the cold sun, and then disappear along with its essence.

"I have carefully studied how a qualified human father should communicate with his children. I have consulted tens of thousands of samples and absorbed the memories of tens of thousands of loving fathers to carve out the appearance of the cursed one, but there are still mistakes and omissions."

"How can the cursed one be a father? Being nice to his child only reveals his flaws?"

Madel cursed in his heart, but he only dared to think about it. If he dared to curse the other party by name, he would be dead when the protection of the four gods disappeared.

Sanguinius, Roche and others fought and retreated, evacuating towards the exposed portal.

Although they have the most powerful angels by their side, fighting with an unknown Chaos Daemon is an extremely risky thing. They don't know what hidden means and trump cards the other party has, so it is better for them to meet up with Guilliman and Lion first.

What's more, Roche had already known from the prophecies and warnings of Conrad and Sanguinius that they might encounter demonic enemies on this trip, and had already prepared weapons specifically for these warp creatures.

There are tens of thousands of Astartes Legions outside, so why do we have to fight a single-handed battle with the Chaos Daemon here?

Roche fell out of the portal headfirst, and in front of him was Guilliman who was looking confused and Lion Johnson who was holding a more dangerous weapon.

He was just about to go over and join them when Guilliman drew out his own sincere dagger.

"Prove that you are you! Now!"

Lord Macragge roared, the chaos at the moment tormenting his rational brain. He judged from the moment Sanguinius entered the portal that everyone had fallen into the enemy's trap, and the enemy's target was Sanguinius.

But he couldn't be sure whether the person who emerged from the portal now was also part of the trap.

"You want to find a primitive planet to open up and cultivate after everything is over, Guilliman."

"You don't really want to be the Lord of Five Hundred Worlds or the Governor of the Second Empire. All you want to do is be a farmer and take care of your own little piece of land."

As Roche's words fell, the red-hearted dagger in Guilliman's hand loosened.

This is a secret that only he and Luo Xi know. The biggest dream of the almighty Lord Macragge is actually to be a country peasant.

"What happened to you? Conrad took you and Sanguinius and disappeared into the portal."

However, Roche's questions came faster. He grabbed Guilliman's Hand of Domination and asked impatiently.

"How long have we been in there? Damn, ten years. Do you know how I spent these ten years?"

Although the illusion created by the Warp for Sanguinius was false, the feeling it gave Roche was extremely real. He indeed witnessed the scene of everything being set right, how gratifying and heart-stirring it was.

To him, the events of Davin were long past. "Ninety-nine seconds, I'm sure, until you emerge from here," Guilliman counted accurately, relying on his super-brain.

Luo Xi let out a long sigh, and then he immediately spoke.

"There is a powerful Warp Demon inside. It is it and the existence behind it that planned everything. Sanguinius is fighting it now."

Iron Man Veronica also came out of the portal, but Sanguinius was nowhere to be seen.

However, the Red Alert sounded a red alert to him at this moment, and a powerful subspace reaction was appearing in orbit.

The Red Alert was the first to detect the enemy's presence, followed by the New Caliban and the three Glorious Queen-class battleships of the three legions.

Roxi and the Primarchs looked up and saw that the enemy had finally bared its fangs.

A strange fleet emerged from the void. They did not even experience a subspace jump, but directly emerged from the surroundings of the skull planet. The distorted form took on a concrete appearance after entering the real universe, and they were led by an extremely large floating island.

It is even two times larger than the New Caliban, but it is described as a floating island because its twisted and undulating shape is difficult to describe as a battleship.

However, in the expeditionary fleet in space, some veterans of the Iron Hands noticed something strange.

The ship, which was much larger than the Queen of Glory-class battleship, gave them a sense of déjà vu. They were certain that they had seen it someday in the past.

The strange floating island from the warp released a strong communication signal mixed with the screams of demons, which was enough to drive any mortal who heard it into a state of madness and stupidity.

But the Iron Hands recognized that familiar voice - that was their fucking ship, the lost battleship, the Iron Truth.

The enemy is advancing at a speed far beyond common sense. The corrupted attack cruiser Iron Veritas once survived the Battle of Isstvan V. Duran Atticus of the Iron Hands piloted it to escape the pursuit of the traitors and destroyed the Emperor's Children's battleship Calidora.

Afterwards, the battleship disappeared, but was seen again today, unexpectedly appearing in the enemy camp.

The Iron Hands' bionic throats were speechless, and the coldness and determination they had always maintained began to waver at this moment.

Shame and rage welled up in the heart of every Iron Hand, their ships had fallen into the hands of Chaos, and now stood against them.

The voice of Iron Father Crooks, who came to the Davin system with Guilliman, was hoarse and low, like a frosted hacksaw sawing an anvil.

He ordered the battleship's intelligent computer to scan and analyze the enemy's nature as much as possible. The moment he saw the enemy, he realized that the subspace had committed a blasphemous act against their Iron Truth.

The original form of the Iron Will had long since disappeared. A large number of steel and brass spikes spread out from its hull, as if interspersed with the corpses of countless victims. Countless giant pustules and scars appeared on the metal hull.

No one knew how a warship could grow pustules and scars like a flesh-and-blood creature, but it did happen. Those blasphemous things continued to expand and grow, and when they reached their peak, they burst and exploded, and countless filthy things spread further.

Instead of leaving a hole at the place where the pustule exploded, the armor of the battleship became thicker. The filth in the pustules became extremely hard after solidifying. It was these things that caused the battleship to continue to deform and grow.

Luo Xi on the ground could not see such a detailed scene. He only saw the huge monster emerging from the void, which actually opened a structure similar to a "jaw". This thing actually kept closing and opening its jaw like a living creature to satisfy its endless hunger and rage.

Its gaping maw could have swallowed an entire frigate, and countless jagged brass-cast skeleton cannons took their place, flames and acid and hot, bubbling blood slid down the barrels, lubricating these profane weapons of war.

Anyone could see that a naval battle between the expeditionary fleet and the demon fleet of the warp was about to break out.

(End of this chapter)