This is our Warhammer journey

Chapter 99 For humanity!

Wuwuwu——

The tight shells rub against each other, making a fine vibration, like the prelude to death.

boom!
A mushroom cloud rose up, which was the scene of a nuclear mine being triggered.

boom! boom! boom!
Before it was buried by the swarm of insects, another mushroom cloud rose up.

But to no avail.

The ground suddenly began to tremble, the clouds were torn apart by the entity, and a thick black shadow emerged from the radiation cloud, like a city wall rushing from the horizon. It was a swarm of insects that almost covered the entire horizon.

At the forefront of the swarm, the Norn Assimilates let out a shrill hiss.

Those who tried to stop Him from eating, those who led the food in rebellion.

Everyone will die!
"die!"

Half of the earth was already burning brightly in the molten fire. The skull whip broke countless crystals and rushed straight towards the ever-changing Demon Lord.

Clang!
The long whip hit the staff. Carlos used magic to swing the long whip away, and then shook off the sparks on the staff.

"The power of the cursed is eroding this place."

One of Carlos' heads spoke: "Irma, leave here and go to the rift of the ritual. You need to reverse the ritual and make the cursed one's conspiracy ineffective."

"what do I need to do?"

And at this time, the question of the Ever-Changing Demon Lord was raised.

"."

No matter how many times, the demon could never get used to Carlos's way of speaking.

The huge blue body paused, then spread its wings and flew away.

At the moment before the conspiracy was carried out, Carlos' words could still be believed.

“Carlos!!!”

Kabanha continued to roar, and with a speed that even the Primarch would have to take seriously, he slashed at the shield held up by Carlos. The cracks in the warp flashed briefly at this moment, spewing out flames.

He had already taken out the skull of a Tzeentch demon, giving the Blood God another treasure in his collection that could mock the Lord of Change. However, the Blood God did not seem happy, as if He needed more blood.

Even Kabanha's inner rage grew stronger and stronger, and he kept whipping this iron bastard who could only hide behind the barrier and disgust you with insidious magic from time to time. He didn't like such an opponent at all.

The crimson angel is at hand!

He was about to collide with the most violent forces of the hive, his life was about to be devoured by the swarm, and his soul was about to disappear in the shadows of the warp.

And one of his most proud warriors was dragged here by Tzeentch's conspiracy.

How can you make me happy?

Can I be happy?

The Blood God gripped the broken edge of the brass throne tightly, carving the mark of his palm into it.

As time went by, his patience was beginning to wear thin.

【Kabanha! 】

Blood rained down from the sky, and the Blood God once again released his oracle.

clang!
Another collision, but Carlos found that the opponent's fighting spirit had disappeared.

It was obvious that this planet had something that the other party valued, far exceeding Kabanha's disgust for himself.

So that's how it is. This is the guidance of fate. It is fate that brings me here to suffer a tragic failure for the Blood God's plan.

Carlos immediately flapped his wings.

Almost at the same time, the two demons took off together, flying towards the other end of the planet one after the other.
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"Abandon the decapitation operation and integrate the forces. We need to go to the area where Lord Karna is."

An Ultramarines who was leading Tiberus and Orlando to behead those high-threat Zerg units quickly raised his hand.

"Yes, my lord!"

Almost instantly, all members of the team showed expressions of surprise.

It was a pleasant surprise to finally gain recognition from the elders and be able to step onto the battlefield of true glory.

The Ultramarines looked at the excited Black Templars and Sharks and couldn't help but smile reminiscently, as if remembering himself in Ultramar who had chosen to take the Ultramarines assessment in order to prove himself to his biological father.

"Listen, Black Templars and Sharks."

"You don't need to prove anything to me. In my opinion, you are all excellent. You look back at history. The Emperor is forever trapped on the Golden Throne. The loyal Primarchs have disappeared one by one, but they still defended humanity for ten thousand years."

The Ultramarines said sincerely:
"You have always been excellent, better than most of us. Perhaps the sons of Dorne are not good at speaking, but I can clearly express my thoughts to you."

"The stories of those loyalists remain in the past, and their experiences are engraved on the stone walls. I have witnessed the era when the Emperor and the Primarch walked the mortal world. Now, being able to witness your stories is an infinite surprise. I have no regrets in my life."

"But you are different. Your story is still long, and you deserve an ending that matches your efforts."

"Senior citizens!"

Orlando and Tiberus were both stunned. They had never thought that they would hear such words from an ancient elder.

After all, the elders rarely speak on weekdays, which makes them completely unsure of their attitudes and always feel worried and anxious.

Tiberus was okay, Shark was usually aloof, and they had a good relationship with the four time travelers. After all, Arthur had dragged them into a fight for a month before.

Every time Orlando noticed the Imperial Fists, he would subconsciously show a look of shame.

He had never imagined that they were so outstanding in the eyes of the elders? Wasn't it a shame for them?
Of course it’s excellent, and of course it’s not a shame.

"But now, we need your strength, but we don't want you to give up your life for ours."

Romulus's serious voice sounded over the communication: "There is no need to grieve over our sacrifice. You should cherish your brothers by your side as much as you cherish us, because we are born equal, and our lives will be gathered together after our death."

"We should grieve for the passing of anyone, but the living will tread the path paved by the dead and will ultimately tell the dead the outcome."

"Yes."

The Extreme Warrior also showed surprise at the same moment, followed by a relieved expression.

"Let us go together."

As the liberated Space Marines began to assemble, the Cadians were also notified.

The area where Karna is located is the core of the Hive Shadow. The Cursed Legion will be weakened, and the traversers will also be powerless.

But what happened next was beyond anyone's expectations. Spontaneously, after a brief rest, the mortal troops, noticing that the Cadians, who were supposed to retreat with them, were also gathering, moved closer.

Almost all the troops withdrawn from the front line did not choose to rest, but joined the assault team at the first opportunity.

Everyone looked at the next battlefield.

Just because that's where the flag is.

"That's the flag, and the flag can't fall."

Price took a deep breath, and the scorching air rushed through his lungs in an epic manner. The stinging sensation it brought was simply the best stimulant.

"The fall of the flag will break the morale that has reached its limit. But it is us, our march, our successive sacrifices that will tell everyone that victory is at hand."

"It seems your passion hasn't cooled yet."

The political commissar stood on the roof of the command vehicle, watching the heavy equipment that had been released roaring across the road, and the morale of the people around him rose inch by inch.

"Of course!"

Price exhaled a breath of hot air and then started the command vehicle's engine.

“It’s still burning brightly.”

Boom!

The steel ruins shattered into pieces, and the violent tracks crushed them.

A massive army began to charge into the jungle of steel and death.

The heavy military machinery and the equally heavy footsteps caused the earth to tremble slightly.

Forward! Toward our enemies!
"Let us use the language of your time as the first whistle of our march."

The sharks and black templars who were fighting decapitation in the periphery began to gather, along with the elders who were gradually becoming active, the star army forged in blood and fire, and the people who had suffered so much. They roared at the same time under the leadership of Romulus.

"See you on the Golden Throne!"
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Dust and smoke filled the air, obscuring the view. The facilities in the computer center were almost shattered, and cold images from the subspace raged in it.

The broken files floated in a strange anti-gravity posture, the broken screen flickered, and a demon would emerge from time to time.

"Lord Aglaia, the volcano cannon has run out of charges!"

At the data center of the Forge World, the captain of the guard sent back a tense report.

"Abandon the platform and organize the guards to provide crossfire coverage."

The force feedback power armor pushed a shot of stimulant and a nutrient injection into the body, and Aglaia and the others adhered to the shrinking safety zone.

The world outside the stable standpoint of reality is no longer accessible, and the moment weapons and equipment come into contact with the outside world, they will turn into monsters that bite your arms.

Thanks to the relics left behind by Lord Ramses, the members of the Inquisition are still able to hold on to this place.

They are the Hand of the Emperor, and they must stand till the end.

But accidents often happen to people who are already unfortunate.

From Aglaia's perspective, he could clearly see the giant blue eagle above the opened dome.

Real space was compressed a little more, and the Inquisition guards who had not yet retreated were exposed to the influence of the subspace. Their bodies shook and they fell to the ground.

"The Lord of Change!"

Aglaia cried out in surprise, and before she could figure out why she hadn't turned into a Chaos Egg or twisted and gone mad, the giant blue eagle released its spell.

hum!
It was a blue light, which froze everything around it as it extended.

Demons, humans, and the heat streams from the explosive cannons shooting through the atmosphere all came to a halt at this moment. Even the light from the explosive bombs firing was so clear in the eyes of the Inquisitor.

Only the giant blue eagle flapped its wings and landed, then quickly walked towards the crack.

It’s over.

Aglaia closed her eyes, then reacted.

Wait, why can I still move?

She quickly broke free from her restraints and sprinted forward. The magazine of the bolt pistol in her hand was quickly emptied, and the bolt froze in mid-air, but the figure continued to move forward, waving the power sword to chop at the head of the Lord of Change.

"Cuck!"

The Lord of Change never expected that someone could move within his time-stopping spell, and in the blink of an eye, a deep scar visible to the bone was left on his face.

The dark blue blood froze in mid-air. The Lord of Change quickly took a few steps back, blocking the Inquisitor's slash, and then channeled a handful of pink flames to force him back.

He is just a mortal, and even his psychic powers are not that strong.

it hurts!

Almost the moment they made contact, Aglaia knew that this was not an opponent she could fight.

She turned her head and glanced at the subspace rift behind her that had been lit for who knows how long.

She was the only one who could move.

When you are in desperate situation, courage will enable you to make the most correct decision.

Aglaia gritted his teeth, made a quick decision, and pressed the detonator of the black hole bomb without hesitation, then flew towards the Lord of Change.

The Lord of Changes subconsciously wanted to dodge, because he did not have the privilege of those top demons who needed to undergo a ritual to be exiled.

And just this little moment of hesitation is enough.

brush!
A black sword popped out and knocked away the black hole grenade held tightly in Aglaia's hand. Then he kicked him and the Lord of Changes into the distance.

scoff!

A crack opened up instantly, and before the collapse of the black hole completely swallowed the body of the Lord of Change, Ramses' palm tore off its head, and relying on the previously recorded operations, violently tore out the consciousness inside.

The time-stopping spell ended at this moment. The surviving guards had not yet reacted to what had happened, and Aglaia stared in a daze at the flames burning on the bodies of the dead Inquisition guards.

Behind her, Arthur tore his body completely out of the rift in the other world.

"well done."

The Emperor's rituals would not be thwarted so easily, but Aglaia's bravery allowed the remainder of the Inquisition to survive.

Aglaia withdrew his gaze and then solemnly saluted the warriors returning from hell.

"All for humanity, my lord."

(End of this chapter)