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Chapter 131 Magnus: Angron, I'll fuck you!
The new version update and video release happened at exactly 6:30 PM.

This is precisely the time when people get off work.

As expected, the announcement of the new version caused a surge in discussion on forums and chat groups, and website traffic also increased exponentially.

"Great news! Great news! Warhammer Online is getting a major update, version 3.0 is officially live."

"Bad news, the number of reservations has exceeded ten million."

When will the tenth batch of reservation slots be released?

"Another update? I haven't gotten a beta test slot yet!!"

"My heart is broken. I made an appointment so long ago, why haven't they opened up the tenth batch of appointment slots yet?"

"So many updates again, I missed them all, sob sob, I'm so sad."

Does anyone know the address of the company that developed Warhammer Online?

It's written on the official website.

"The address on the official website is nonsense. It's supposed to be Holy Terra. Do you think the yellow weasel wrote the code himself?"

"It's hard to say. After all, I've been paralyzed for ten thousand years, so I have plenty of time. Writing game code is a way to pass the time."

"Breaking news: Companies that went to GW headquarters to discuss copyright cooperation and game distribution have all returned empty-handed."

"Don't even think about it. I bet GW is on vacation in Bali and having so much fun he doesn't want to leave!"

"I'm thinking of selling my phone, I just need one beta test spot. Please, guys, I can't take it anymore, please give me a beta test spot."

"Why did the University of Tokyo Research Institute suddenly announce a breakthrough in nuclear fusion? It is expected to be commercialized within five to ten years."

"That guy's double helix shape was just something he dreamed about. Maybe those researchers got the inspiration from playing games!"

"Haha, the person upstairs is being funny."

"To be honest, let's talk about the game on the official website. This update is pretty great. They even added a fountain function to the Lighthouse. It looks like our being the E Demons is going to be confirmed."

"Wasn't this already confirmed?"

"Demons can be resurrected, and so can players. Demons can remain uncorrupted by other demons, and players can remain uncorrupted by other evil gods. Aren't demons just modeled after players?"

"........."

While the forum was buzzing with discussion about the new version update...

Players in the game were also discussing this update in the regional chat channel.

Old Thirteen: "I think this update is very meaningful. In addition to the dungeons, it also adds the Lighthouse healing and the ability to remove negative status effects."

War Master: "Old Thirteen seems to have said a lot, but in reality he said a lot (humorous)."

Jujiro: "When Eugenie thinks, the subspace laughs."

Thirteenth Brother: "Damn you bunch of bastards..."

"Guilliman is my sun" violated the channel's speaking rules and was banned for 1 hour.

Little alpaca: "Stop bullying the thirteenth prince! He's become Oglin now, and you're still bullying him."

Batman: "Don't be afraid, Thirteen. I'll take you to Arkham later."

Da Mo: "The thirteenth brother entrusted me to pass on a message to you: If you have the ability, let's meet in the arena, where we can determine who is superior and who will live or die."

"........."

The chat channel went quiet for a moment.
Zhan Shuai: "Let's talk about the game instead. Let me stab you and see how well the Lighthouse recovers."

Engaging in close combat with Oglin is something only someone with a screw loose would do.

An enraged Oglin could beat an Astartes wearing Terminator power armor so badly that it's stuck to the wall and can't be pried off.

Zhan Shuai: "@One Night Output Slaanesh Ten Times, come and poke me once, see how it goes!"

Jujiro: "I'll stab you myself. I'll be gentler with your godfather."

Little alpaca: "You bunch of perverts."

Zhuge: "As the leader of our Emperor's Bull and Horse Battle Group, you're not chickening out, are you?"

Mount & Blade: "Yeah, boss, give it a try. As our leader, you can't let us down!"

Zhan Shuai: "Ah, no, you guys are pulling this trick again, aren't you? I would never do that. Even if I don't become the guild leader, I will never be a guinea pig."

Jujiro: "How about I suffer a little, take a sword strike, and then I'll take the fall?"

Zhuge Liang: "If you can't do it, I'll take the job. I'm more willing to sacrifice."

War Commander: "…………"

…………

Players quickly got to try out the updated content.

In the arena, the war commander, dressed only in a long robe, looked at the numerous members of the Imperial Bull and Horse War Legion before him.

"It's a promise. If I accept this experiment, you can't dismiss me again."

"Don't worry, absolutely!" Jujiro shouted, patting his chest.

The other players nodded in agreement.

"Alright then, let's go."

the Warmaster yelled.

"we are coming."

Jujiro picked up a sword and plunged it into the warrior's body, piercing him through.

Titus, Beren, and the other Deathwatch members were stunned by what they saw.

What kind of operation is this?!

Have these chosen ones gone mad?
Stabbing your own people with a sword?

Casarith and the other Eldar also stared wide-eyed at this sight.
I thought that these chosen ones seeing demons was as perverted as a pervert seeing a married woman, which was already disgusting enough.

Now it seems they can do even more outrageous things!!

The warrior who had been stabbed was quickly placed on a medical bed.

A moment later, a hazy glow appeared on the wound, causing it to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Wow, that's awesome!

"It's a collective effect; this lighthouse is like a fountain of life."

"Such a healing effect, the wet nurse is a god!!"

"I love it, I love it."

Lying on the stretcher, Zhan Shuai watched as his wounds healed completely in no time.
He jumped up excitedly, wanting to improvise a DJ dance track.

But soon he noticed that his contribution points had decreased by three thousand.

"Holy crap, such a small wound costs three thousand contribution points? This is robbery!"

Jujiro: "Do I have to spend contribution points? But these days, monopolizing a business is great, making money is faster than robbing someone."

Zhuge: "The official team has seen through the true nature of you freeloaders. If it weren't for the contribution points, you would have dragged your injured bodies all the way back from the other side of the galaxy just to fleece us."

Mount & Blade: "That's a harsh way to put it. What do you mean by 'freeloading'? We call this making reasonable use of resources."

"........."

Unlike the Emperor's Bull and Horse Battle Group, which is characterized by its unconventional and adventurous nature,

The newly formed MC dynasty exudes a pragmatic atmosphere.

Players from Minecraft Legends, Minecraft Epics, and other games took advantage of the post-war looting opportunity to enter Hurt Prime in the Lassforging world.

This is the location of the Omega Sanctuary of the Covenant of Ras.

This enormous building once housed the governing council of the Mechanicus throughout the Calissis Sector.

Beneath the sanctuary are stored various advanced technological creations and knowledge that Rath Forges has collected over the years from regions such as the Calithis Sector and the Colonus Expansion Zone.

Members of the MC Dynasty used the pretext of suppressing rebels to gain access to this treasure trove of knowledge.

They inserted a pre-prepared storage hard drive into the database interface and began downloading the cutting-edge technological knowledge of the Rath Forging World.

"Mind controllers can emit brainwaves to induce and deceive brain nerve activity, thereby achieving command control. They can be used on beasts and intelligent races."

MC Legend was reviewing the technology archives.
Mind controllers were rampant during the golden age of cybersecurity.

Many ambitious individuals have used this to control large numbers of slaves, thereby ensuring the stability of their rule.

The Empire considered it a forbidden technology and did not allow the Mechanical Order to research and use it openly.

"This thing is definitely a divine artifact. If we take it to Katachon to tame those wild beasts, wouldn't that create a giant army of beasts that can rampage and kill indiscriminately?"

"I can give it to the Zerg to use. Then, I will be the Zerg. Hehe, just thinking about it makes me feel good."

"The Dust of Nothingness can make anything it covers almost invisible in low light conditions. It's difficult to detect even with technological means. What a wonderful thing! The Midnight Lords and those Astartes who love infiltration operations will definitely be buying it up in droves."

"The Cameril camouflage netting can instantly change its color according to the surrounding environment, thus perfectly blending into the surroundings and achieving an invisibility effect. That's awesome! If they could develop stealth power armor, they'd be making a fortune."

"........."

MC Legend looked at the densely packed descriptions of cutting-edge technologies.

The angle of his smile is getting more and more exaggerated; he's almost turning into a crooked-mouthed dragon king. This operation was a huge success!!
The ancients were right: a man cannot get rich without unexpected wealth, and a horse cannot get fat without night grazing.

These cutting-edge technologies are enough for MC Dynasty to produce many new products, making it a top-tier heavy industry group.

"Isn't this a bit inappropriate? It feels like we're thieves," MC Baiyin whispered.

"How can you say 'stealing' about something that involves players? It sounds so awful."

Looking at his disappointing teammates, MC Legend said righteously:

"We are learning from the advanced technology and knowledge of our allies to contribute to the rise of humanity."

"Hurry up, take all the good stuff; the construction of this megastructure depends entirely on them."

"........."

…………

The vortex of chaos.

Thanks to the bravery of the bald monk and his men, the pilgrimage expedition fleet was able to escape Magnus's carefully laid trap.

But the crisis was not over; Magnus's conspiracy was intricate and extremely malicious.

The pilgrimage expedition was swept into a vortex already overrun by the servants of Chaos by the storm it had stirred up.

Traitor ships continue to launch attacks.
However, the pilgrimage fleet maintained strong firepower and fiercely retaliated against any invading enemy.

Those enemies did not succeed; instead, they all became victims of the pilgrimage group's swords.

With the help of the powerful psionicist Voodus, the pilgrimage team finally saw the brilliance of the Star Torch again after a period of difficult exploration.

They began their arduous journey, attempting to escape the whirlpool.

Seeing this, Magnus launched the next phase of his plan, determined to keep Guilliman trapped in the vortex.

Huron the Blackheart, leader of the Red Pirates, blocked the pilgrimage fleet's path with a massive fleet and a Blackstone fortress.

“My father, it is a great pity that you were unable to visit Makula.”

Huron connected to the Macragge's communications and sent a mocking greeting to Guilliman.

Huron the Blackheart, formerly known as Ruft Huron, is the former leader of the Starclaws Chapter and the current leader of the Red Pirates, as well as the master of the Great Vortex.

Star Claws was a sub-unit of Ultra Warriors, established during the M35 era.

After the death of the previous chapter commander, Rovik Blake, Huron, the company commander of the 3rd Company, took over as chapter commander.

His abilities were outstanding; he not only defeated the invading greenskin orcs but also suppressed the chaotic forces of the Maelstrom, bringing a rare period of peace to the area surrounding the Maelstrom.

Despairing of the incompetence of the Imperial bureaucracy, he promoted the Great Astartes and transformed the Badab sector he was stationed in into a prosperous sector.

Because he refused to pay tithes, illegally expanded the size of his warband, and turned the Badab sector into his own private territory...

The tribunal members who eventually came to investigate regarded Huron's many actions as a betrayal of the Empire.

The Empire mobilized chapters such as Red Scorpion, Salamander, Minotaur, Exorcist, Maneater, and Sons of Medusa to launch an 11-year-long war against the rebel forces led by the Starclaws.

Huron ultimately failed, fled into the Great Vortex, formed the Red Pirates, and within a hundred years made them the second most powerful chaotic force after the Black Legion.

Guilliman was filled with indescribable rage. "Traitor, don't call me father."

Huron remained unmoved by the Primarch's anger and continued speaking.

"How can we possibly save humanity by being with those insects?"

“They will only mess everything up and label those who try to improve the situation as traitors.”

"Join us, only..."

"Stop your nonsense," Guilliman interrupted Huron, the Blackheart King. "You and my traitorous brother have reached an agreement, haven't you? Tell that fool that he hid in the Eye of Terror ten thousand years ago. This time, I will not give him another chance to escape."

"My brother, you're the one who should be running away."

Magnus's arrogant voice rang out.
The magnificent 'Tizka's Revenge' appeared out of nowhere on the battlefield, along with a massive fleet of thousands.

Red Pirate plus Thousand Sons

The fleet's strength far exceeded that of the pilgrimage expedition.

"This time, you have nowhere to run."

Magnus was full of confidence.
This time, his plan was flawless.

Guilliman will be completely outmaneuvered and will have no chance of turning the tables.

Carlos, standing on Magnus's side, admired this perfect plan.
"It's so lively here. Looks like I'm not too late."

A sickeningly sweet voice rang out.

It rang in the ears of Magnus, Carlos, and Huron the Blackheart.

A magnificent fleet appeared on the battlefield; it was Vograim, who had come to avenge Guilliman.

Magnus and Carlos looked grave.

They realized that if they wanted to take Guilliman away, they might have to fight the Primarch who served the Prince of Pleasure again.

The empire, on the other hand, was plunged into despair.
The enemy has more warships than them, and two Primarchs have betrayed them. They are cornered!
Guilliman's heart sank.
He has no chance of winning.

It looks like I'm really going to die here.

Guilliman thought dejectedly.

The players standing next to Guilliman also started discussing it.

"It looks like the guide is about to make his appearance."

The bald monk, who had long since resurrected, gave a serious analysis.

"Why?" Pighead Qiang asked, puzzled.
"You've been playing for so long, haven't you realized it yet? The Guide is the official favorite; he'll definitely appear in any major storyline."

The bald monk explained.

Krieg nodded, then asked another question.

"Don't you guys think the plot is going off track? Shouldn't the original plot be that Guilliman is kidnapped, then Skabrand indirectly becomes loyal, and then Lord Cypher and the clown troupe help him escape and make a pilgrimage to Terra?"

Dou patted Krieg's helmet and began to explain.

"Are you stupid? This game claims to be 100% realistic. With us around, how can it possibly follow the original storyline exactly?"

"Do you think you're playing one of those old-fashioned online games where you fight epic battles in story missions, only to find out that nothing has actually changed?"

"The quests and NPCs are all one-time events, and the storyline is definitely one-time event as well, and it will change based on our actions. Otherwise, why would the official team repeatedly emphasize that we can't kill NPCs indiscriminately?"

Krieg scratched his head. "If that's the case, what if we had an Aether Engine right now and detonated the warp? Would that be the end of the story?"

“Theoretically speaking, that’s how it is,” the bald monk said. “Maybe the public beta will start after the bombing.”

Magnus stood up, and though he didn't speak, his voice reached everyone's minds.

"Surrender, Guilliman. Surrender to me and you'll retain some dignity. But if you surrender to that madman Fugrim, I don't even want to think about what will happen to you."

“Magnus, how dare you slander your brother like this? Don’t you have any brotherly affection left?” Forgrim let out a strange laugh, his voice sickeningly sweet.

"Unfortunately, Guilliman won't surrender; he's quite adorable when he's angry. He'll declare war on both of us in the name of our father, and of course, this time, his offspring won't be able to save him."

Guilliman's anger grew stronger and stronger.

The fact that the other party humiliated him in front of his face was tantamount to treating him as a prisoner.

“Magnu…” Guilliman was about to declare war

A terrifying roar followed, a voice filled with eternal rage and a thirst for slaughter.

“Guilliman, I’m here.”

An unimaginable Khorne fleet has appeared.

Each warship's hull was covered with menacing rams and dense clusters of skulls.

Meanwhile, a blood-red comet hurtled ahead at an incredible speed.

It was a destructive star wreathed in raging flames, possessing demonic wings.
The Crimson Angel, the King of the Red Sands, the Twelve Legions—Angron, the Primarch of the World Eaters, has descended.

Magnus's lips curled up in a smile.

All three Primarchs came for Guilliman, and no matter who they fall into, Guilliman has no chance of returning to Terra.

But Magnus's smile soon faded, because Angron's flight path blocked his flagship, 'Tizka's Revenge'.
The other party showed no intention of slowing down.

boom!
The massive body crashed into and pierced through 'Tizka's Revenge'.

Magnus: "…………"

"Damn it, Angron, I'm so pissed off..."

But the crisis didn't end there. The Khorne fleet, which was following closely behind Angron, opened fire on the Thousand Sons fleet.

They roared slogans of blood sacrifice to the blood god and skull offering to the skull seat.

The Blood God doesn't care who the enemy is, he only cares about bloodshed.

Whether it's Guilliman's, the Thousand Sons', or the Prince of Pleasure, He doesn't care, as long as enough blood is shed.

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(End of this chapter)