This is our Warhammer journey

Chapter 446 You wouldn't want to be the only one unable to fight alongside the lion ten thousand years from now, would you? (5k)

"Get out!"

The gravitational field began to twist violently, and hurricanes across the globe, carrying with them a cloud of water vapor, tore white scars across the surface of Caliban. The Imperial fleet resolutely pulled up, forcibly breaking through the turbulence with the Empire's unique propulsion system, and sped toward the fleet suspended in the void.

In several reinforced areas on the ground, several special forces units remained on standby. The entire planet was being ravaged by earthquakes exceeding magnitude 10. Caliban, already fragmented by subspace erosion, seemed to be heading towards complete collapse. The earth shattered like fragile pottery, and scorching magma surged from the abyss, turning the sky a desolate orange-red.

Inside the Stormbird cabin, refugees huddled in a corner, sobbing, while rescue team members gripped the handrails to steady themselves, and the Primarch stood silently by the window.

Without exception, they gazed down at the world that was gradually crumbling.

All eyes finally fell on the spire of Fort Angel, once the tallest landmark in Caliban—at this moment, a black-armored knight stood atop the crumbling tower, his hands gripping a longsword. He suddenly plunged the blade into the core of the building, and endless light surged from the sword like a star falling into an abyss, finally crashing into the earth.

In a slightly closer area, the Chaos forces attacking the Tower of Angels were being rapidly disintegrated by the raging energy. Arthur, like a newborn star, unleashed boundless power at the heart of the battlefield, his entire being immersed in a shimmering rainbow-colored halo.

"Got you."

As the obscuring, vexing demons and rock formations were brutally torn aside by the purest power, Arthur finally locked onto his target.

His gaze fell upon the boulder.

Beyond the iridescent light refracting like a mirror, the entire Angel Castle was also enveloped in the same dazzling light curtain. Countless data, meticulously calculated by Imperial scientists, flashed through Arthur's mind as he focused all his attention on the enormous ouroboros a hundred meters away.

This creature, which had always existed only in legends, was enormous and firmly held in Arthur's hands. The light emanating from the rising star pierced through its thousands of newly grown scales, each scale reflecting a scene from a corner of the universe.

Compared to this incredibly massive body, Arthur was like a tiny mosquito, and the gleaming blade was a lone star in the darkness.

Arthur watched as an eight-pointed star, belonging to Chaos, emerged from the depths of the Earth's core, which had been forcibly ripped open. Then, as if an Imperial starship were tearing through the veil of reality, the star suddenly opened up a massive crack that stretched across the Earth's strata. The roars and whispers of Chaos demons faintly echoed from the other end of the crack, carrying a suffocating malice.

The creature instinctively felt fear. The ouroboros suddenly stretched out its body and began to move violently. Its body, which was hundreds of meters long, twisted and turned, and the gills on the side of its neck vibrated at a high frequency like underwater fins. Under Nargoo's manipulation, it was originally rushing downwards, moving towards the rift.

But it crashed violently into an invisible wall.

Any intelligent life in the universe, when confronted with a subspace rift, will witness, hear, and perceive its deepest fears; they will instinctively dread that spiritual realm that has been thoroughly polluted and destroyed by their own past.

But Arthur wouldn't.

No means no.

Other things shouldn't be either.

The ouroboros briefly twisted its body into a shape resembling a Möbius strip, and turned its murky gaze toward Arthur.

Their gazes met in an instant. Using the physical form of the real universe, Nurgle roared and vented his anger, cursing the players for their complete lack of "self-awareness" in following the rules of the game, amidst Tzeentch's barely audible laughter.

The ouroboros let out a thunderous roar, abruptly changed direction, and fled deeper into the earth.

Behind it, energy seeped into the cracks of the rock like water, spreading and diffusing along the planet's fissures in the gentlest yet most unstoppable way, relentlessly pursuing it.

"Is the final testing complete?"

Arthur has a conversation with Ramses, who is in the 40k timeline.

"finished."

Ramses responded:

“Just go ahead and do it.”

"get ready."

A torrent of pure energy surged and roared deep within the earth's strata. Arthur looked down at the fleeing ouroboros, a cold glint in his eyes.

If you're going to fight, then fight with real swords and spears. Those who are always thinking about these conspiracies and tricks are best described as forgetting righteousness for small gains and being afraid to risk their lives when it comes to great things.

hum-

The energy seemed to have reached a critical point, and the incandescent beam of light instantly pierced through the entire planet, finally bursting forth on the other side.

In the next instant, the ouroboros was completely engulfed by an endless torrent of photons.

The immense power from the Star God completely destroyed the ritual body of this ancient creation, turning it into scattered ashes. As the light gradually faded, Caliban began its complete disintegration.

Nagou forcefully hammered a crucible.

The ouroboros was completely killed.

click!
As flames gradually burst forth from the cracks torn open by the earthquake bomb, Ryan was stunned.

Until a muffled 'crack' reached his ears, he saw the magnificent planet Caliban suddenly reveal a crack, blooming like a blossoming flower.

This is the Primarch? This is actually the Primarch?
Which Primarch has this ability?

If he were to appear during the Siege of Terra, wouldn't he be able to cleave the Vengeful Spirit in two with a single sword strike?

A strange question lingered in Ryan's mind, and his gaze inadvertently swept over the people around him.

The refugees knelt and sang, overwhelmed by such power, chanting incantations that imbued the body with the supernatural elements of ancient Caliban legends.

The original Dark Angels, accustomed to this, all looked down with burning eyes at the power that could turn the tide.

The judge named Aglaia evacuated with him.

Ryan's gaze fell on the paper in her hand.

Rather than commanding the various psionic units and assassin organizations under her command, this chronicler preferred to venture into dangerous territories, which gave her ample time to rest—a form of relaxation in a sense.

But as the war ends, the prestige gained from surviving crises and the favor from other high-ranking figures will bring a host of new tasks.

She attempted to write these documents, but the writing appeared exceptionally foolish and lacking in professional rigor to anyone, so she changed her approach and began to describe more specific stories about Caliban, as stated in the tactical report—

The brave soldier held his ground and survived thanks to the help of his comrades and his own unwavering faith. People in the ruins supported each other and escaped the threat by rebuilding connections between people. At first, the word "demon" was used, but after careful consideration, it was decided to delete it and replace it with words such as "traitor" or "evil power of the highest heaven".

Starting from specific points and expanding to the overall picture, the narrative outlines the entire story of Caliban, ultimately converging on the core of everything.

Lord of Knights.

The initial depiction of the Primarch War satisfied Ryan. The Inquisitor had given him considerable face, meticulously describing the entire battle without much personal style, so that those who would read the book in the future would not misjudge his actual situation.

However, considering the current depiction
What does it mean for the Lord of Knights to shatter a planet with a single sword stroke?
The judge carefully considered his wording and meticulously described the roles played by the various teams that deployed the earthquake bombs, including the distortion of physical constants in specific regions by subspace effects.

However, in the end, the article reads like a fairy tale, a fable.

"."

Ryan looked at the description of 'a narrow miscalculation' on Aglaia's pen.

The thought of the enemy, after investigating the intelligence, facing me and saying things like, "This guy only lost to Arthur by a single move; you know, His Highness was capable of shattering a planet," or "Ryan El-Jonson is terrifying," or "So he really was hiding his true strength during the Great Rebellion," fills me with a sense of utter darkness about the future.

If he had this level of skill back then, would he have needed to play hide-and-seek with Kurtz on the planet's surface?
When Ryan is truly in combat mode, he has absolutely no martial spirit. During the second battle with Koz during the Themaras expedition, he used nuclear bombs to destroy Koz's prepared hunting grounds, and then sent Flamewing to encircle and annihilate him, creating the famous scene that "the firepower of a Dark Angel Company could only scratch Koz's scalp". In the end, he took down his opponent in one minute.

Although the lion appears mysterious to outsiders, he has never bothered to hide it, just as he has never bothered to explain it.

What exactly did the Emperor add to the Primarch of the future?

"Theoretically, you can too."

Ramses was busy conducting final data tests to prevent some members from being thrown to the ends of the earth after returning to the 40k timeline. He noticed Ryan's stunned expression and couldn't help but explain.

"Of course, an intelligence test is also required. If even someone with Karna's physical abilities can't handle it, then there's basically no hope."

Ryan knew who Ramses was referring to.

After both sides calmed down, Arthur and Ramses explained their situation in detail, but it didn't matter whether Ryan believed them or not.

Dark Angels, Blood Angels, Ultra Warriors... This Second Empire vibe is hopeless.

Ryan's brow twitched at the thought.

"The Second Empire was the perfect template, with everything from politics and warfare to ideology."

Ramses said, "I was missing something in terms of warp space, but I've added it now."

Ryan nodded in agreement.

If Magnus had joined Alteramar in a loyal state back then, Coz wouldn't have been able to hide for so long, and everyone wouldn't have made such a serious misjudgment of the galactic situation.

It seems that the new generation of Primarchs has indeed surpassed the old generation in every way.

It seems my father still values ​​me.

Ryan thought for no apparent reason that this positive feeling somewhat lessened the shock Arthur had given him.

You're saying I can do that too?

Ryan pointed to the ground, his curiosity piqued.

"What exactly does that mean?" "That's the power of a fragment of a Star God. Theoretically, you just need to remember the conversion formula. After all, it's not the Star God itself, so you can't rely on instinct to release dimensional lightning or anything like that."

"I see."

Ryan nodded.

Another comfortable aspect of being around the Dawnwings is that, regardless of the issue or their attitude, they will generally engage in conversation rather than adopting an arrogant attitude of "you don't understand," "you're an idiot," or "I have a phobia of idiots and I don't talk to stupid people."

"However, this is only in theory; otherwise, like Karna, one would only be able to fly with the power of a giant brick."

The thought of Karna made Ramses tense.

He's not stupid, and he has a strong grasp and control over the big picture. He's in charge of grassroots governance in the Dawn Star District, but he simply doesn't know how to do technical things.

"Oh, so you still haven't forgotten to make fun of me!"

Karna's voice also entered the channel.

Compared to Arthur, who is not involved in psionic powers and requires a one-way communication, it is much easier for the other three to join the discussion.

"Isn't this the truth?"

Ramses compiled a list of formulas from the database.

"Manuscript on the Application of Astral Energy"

The energy mobilization formula, which combines the wisdom of space undead, humans, and elves, and is the result of research on the mindless fragments of the Star God, is currently only applied to Arthur.

This configuration can be replicated, but due to the fact that the AI ​​capable of formula calculations would cause too much damage if it betrayed, and the problem that other Primarchs cannot be found, it can only be configured on these four at present.

Ramses himself could rely on psychic powers to skip the life of learning formulas and directly achieve the desired results through warp divine power.

Romulus is another story; the last time he was reduced to a one-on-one fight with Peturabo was because everyone else was simply not strong enough.

And Karna's head is simply not something to be relied on.

Ultimately, the only option was to give it to Arthur, who desperately needed to improve his stats.

"This Great Emperor's cultivation technique is right in front of you, why don't you learn it? Don't you like learning it?"

Ramses was furious when he recalled his disastrous attempt to help Karna promote science and technology, hoping to steal some evil techniques from gods like Huang Laohan and Vashtor.

"You'd better forgive me."

When Ramses attacked again, Karna immediately surrendered.

So where is the formula?

Ryan really wanted to get the formula and see if the brain that could calculate Lady Kra's home planet coordinates could understand it, but seeing that the two sides were still 'arguing', he kept quiet.

"Why does the male lion seem different from what I've imagined?"

Karna asked without any hesitation.

"You've learned it well."

"So fast?"

"That's how the Primarch is. He's quick-witted, and he can learn good things just as easily as he can learn bad things."

Ramses waved his hand dramatically.

"We didn't have any role models before, but now we have four of them. We have to learn from their best."

"."

Ryan sincerely believed that he needed to learn from this.

With Ramses's thick skin, he probably won't hold a grudge about messy things like the Great Rebellion anymore.

"So, did you get your brain back?"

Ramses asked again.

"Yes, we just got it back. There are big problems in Altramar. All sorts of sects have emerged. We are currently investigating in the eastern region of Altramar."

Karna replied, "Romulus is with me remotely controlling the defenses of Alteramar, but you still need to come back quickly. The conflict between the Zerg and Chaos is troublesome, and Mortarion and his men are hiding very well, so we can't catch them."

"Okay, it'll be soon. Then all six of us will be there to serve him."

Ramses has already included Ryan in his calculations.

"it is good."

"Boss."

After hanging up the communication, Ramses asked Ryan for more information.

"Want to come along?"
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Why do we need to move towards the future?

The leaders of the various organizations, including the Indomitable Truth, have now met.

Upon regaining his freedom, Redros was slightly taken aback when he saw Azrael surrounded by the dark angels in the center, and couldn't help but question him.

His sharp gaze swept over everyone present, and he breathed a sigh of relief when his eyes landed on the two deliberately left-behind equal positions. Then he stared at his eldest son, a Space Marine.

The original Space Marines were fine, appearing completely open and honest, but the eldest son Space Marines instinctively looked away the moment their eyes met those of the Legion's Dreadwing Grandmaster, not wanting the Grandmaster, known for his fiery temper, to see the wavering in their hearts.

no way.

The eldest son Space Marines bowed their heads.

After talking with these younger generations, they discovered that the future looks really promising.

Today, they are one of the few legions that have retained their complete structure after the Great Rebellion. They possess the unspeakable honor of the Great Expedition and the unspeakable secret of the Great Rebellion. They stammer and hesitate when they meet anyone, only able to mention the First Legion repeatedly, as if they have become neurotic.

Ten thousand years later, they are the de facto rulers of a thousand core worlds within the Empire. They possess the glory of participating in the Battle of Cardia, turning the tide of battle, and slaying the Primarchs. After opening up their technology, they actively communicate with various chapters, sharing their experience and technology, and almost unifying all military forces with Astartes as the main body.

They can proudly raise their heads and declare themselves the leader of the First Legion, the leader of all legions, to act alongside them and achieve honor, ideals, and life's goals.

There's also a monument to heroes, a commendation ceremony organized by His Highness, and a military parade in the capital planet.
hiss~
It smells so good, it really smells so good.

"Traitors, all of them are traitors."

Seeing the utterly shaken crowd, Redros couldn't help but jump up and curse.

They're all gone, so what do we do now? Are there still Dark Angels in this timeline? What about the Lion?
"The future is predetermined, Redros. You can try with the Lion to see if you can turn the future around, and in the end mess everything up, leaving only the Lion in the future to wait for our arrival, or go with us to the future to continue serving the Lion."

Looking at the jumping-up Redros, Galahad couldn't help but sigh inwardly at how stubborn this Deathwing Grandmaster was; no wonder he was able to turn interrogation into a tradition of the Dark Angels.

"Humph!"

Redros scoffed dismissively.

Kai glanced at Redros, who was still as stiff as a lump of iron, and thought that this guy should really switch to the Imperial Fist.

He stopped Coswayne from making a physical threat, stepped forward, and said:

“Redross, you don’t want to be the only one unable to fight alongside the lion ten thousand years from now, do you? We will still be fighting alongside the two princes ten thousand years from now.”

"."

Redros took a deep breath.

　P.S.: Characters appearing in the story

　　Arthur: Focused on dismantling planets, while also offering his own critique of chaos.

　　To be greedy and forget righteousness for petty gains, and to be afraid of one's own safety when undertaking great tasks.

　　The lion: was greatly shocked.

　　Junior Judge: I'll remember, I'll remember, I'll remember.

　　Ramses: Conduct the final test of time travel to ensure that the consequences do not extend to the future.

　　Karna: Report on the current situation, and also take a look to see if Ryan is as rumored.

　　Eldest son Dark Angel: I want some lubrication.

　　Redros: An irreconcilable conflict suddenly arose between loyalty and desire.

　　Original Dark Angel: Watching the show.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)