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Chapter 134 Lord Cypher, whose loyalty and treachery are hard to discern (6k)

"Today is your end, Fogrem. Pay for your sins."

Guilliman roared as he stepped forward, his eyes burning with a furious rage for revenge.

He wanted to bring to a conclusion many things that happened ten thousand years ago.

To avenge my father, to Feralus, and to those who died tragically, against Fulgrim.

At that moment, a terrifying firestorm suddenly struck, with explosives clashing in all directions, followed by plasma heat flow, dazzling hot-melt beams, and malevolent energy from the subspace.

A group of noise warriors arrived on the battlefield without anyone noticing.

They unleashed a barrage of fire on Guilliman, creating a deadly barrage.

"shelter."

Qin Yun slammed the Heavenly Punishment Scepter into the ground, unleashing a terrifying burst of spiritual power.

A golden shield appeared before him and Guilliman, completely neutralizing and annihilating the enemy's ranged attacks.

"Protect the original body".

There was a noisy warrior's roar.

Fugrim collapsed to the ground, convulsing, his screams of agony piercing the air.

The father's power is destroying his immortal demonic body.

At the same time, another equally powerful force is entering his body and repairing it.

The wound was burning hot and excruciatingly painful, a pain that even the original body could not endure.

But vaguely, Fugrim felt pleasure and excitement from this burning pain.

Slaanesh's blessing was thus amplified, and more warp power flowed into Forgrim's body.

Noise warriors and Slaanesh demons surged forward, surrounding Forgrim and attempting to take the wounded demon principality away.

"Fire for the Emperor."

The commander raised his arms and shouted.

Many players who had followed Qin Yun opened fire in retaliation, while others activated their swords and axes and charged into close combat.

In an instant, explosive guns roared, molten metal flew everywhere, and the two sides clashed in a fierce battle.

"Fulgrim."

Enraged, Guilliman roared as he strode toward the Primarch who was being dragged along by the enemy.

Along the way, noise warriors and Slaanesh demons howled and pounced on Guilliman in an attempt to buy him time.

Guilliman wielded the Emperor's Sword and went on a killing spree, cleaving all the enemies who rushed at him into pieces.

Fugrim tried to stand up and fight back against Guilliman, but the wounds in his abdomen and severed hand were excruciatingly painful.
The more blessings Slaanesh bestows, the more painful his wounds become.
Two opposing wills were locked in a fierce battle, using his body as their battlefield.

Soon, Fogrem was unable to think or react to the situation on the battlefield.

No amount of subspace energy could repair the damage caused by his father's sword.

The searing pain and indescribable pleasure overwhelmed his remaining sanity.

A noise warrior opened his mouth and unleashed a piercing scream.

Layer upon layer of sound waves created deadly ripples.
The two players exploded on the spot, turning into a crimson mist of blood.

Guilliman's protective force field rippled outwards, completely neutralizing the sound waves.

Primarch then cleaved the Noise Warrior in two with a single sword strike.

The demons and traitorous warriors were powerless against Guilliman's wrath and were reduced to fragments in the Primarch's fury.

The battle intensified, and the Slaanesh demons continued to emerge.

She appears as a sexy young girl, but in reality, she is a succubus with a slender body, sharp claws, and a mouthful of fangs.

The Seeker rides a warhorse that resembles a hybrid of an anteater and a velociraptor, possessing an extremely high attack speed.

Numerous kinds of Slaanesh demons poured out from the warp behind the veil to join the battle and sacrifice themselves to take away the Prince of Pleasure's beloved.

“These guys are all so voluptuous,” Little Fatty exclaimed, his eyes wide. “No wonder they’re called Lust Demons, they really are lustful.”

He was controlling the exoskeleton armor that Kaul had previously modified for him.
Numerous weapons opened fire simultaneously, creating terrifying firepower that shattered the enemy.

“They’re all giant cows,” September 9th said in a low voice. “No wonder everyone wants to play with Slaanesh. I’m tempted to do it myself.”

“You’re overthinking it,” Krieg said. “They’re both hermaphroditic. When Slipper says something’s wrong with you, he’s probably insulting you. But when Slaanesh says something’s wrong with you, he’s telling the truth.”

"Thinking about it makes it even more exciting." September 9th chuckled mischievously. "When will the Guide lead us into Slaanesh territory, so we can fight those damned, monstrous cows for three hundred rounds?!"

"........."

boom! boom! boom!
The several lustful demons that rushed at them were smashed to pieces, the beautiful illusion vanished, leaving only charred and twisted corpses.

"So ugly. It has illusions when it's alive, but reveals its true form when it's dead," the chubby boy complained.

"The illusions of Slaanesh are as powerful as a woman's beauty filter."

September 9th's words made everyone laugh.

The players were discussing it heatedly, but there was no mercy in it.

They could see the true form of these lustful demons; the surging waves were indeed surging waves.

But if a body has seven or eight voluptuous breasts and a mouthful of fangs, no one can truly like it.

The player was just lewd, but far from being perverted.

Guilliman was stopped by a large number of Slaanesh demons.
No matter how hard he swung his sword, he couldn't carve a bloody path to reach Forgrim.

Qin Yun, who was standing nearby, was also caught in a fierce battle. The number of demons was increasing, and there were some powerful ones among them.

Not only Slaanesh demons, but also the armies of Khorne and Tzeentch demons poured into the battlefield.

Qin Yun's side quickly fell into a numerical disadvantage.
If it weren't for the three demon armies also fighting and killing each other, Qin Yun and the others would probably have been trapped in a desperate situation.

"You must leave."

A voice echoed in Qin Yun and Guilliman's minds.

"Who are you?" Guilliman asked.

“I am your ally, the Shadow Prophet of the Veil Path Drama Troupe. You may call me Hilandri.”

"There is a path inside Blackrock Fortress that will take you from the Webpath to Terra. I will guide you along that path."

Guilliman looked at Qin Yun and asked for his opinion.

“You have to go to Terra,” Qin Yun said telepathically to Guilliman’s mind. “We can’t waste any more time here.”

The Primarch nodded.

He looked at Forgrim being led away, his eyes filled with rage.

But he knew he had no chance.

Even if the opponent has already fallen, one more sword strike is all that's needed.

He could no longer act as recklessly as he had ten thousand years ago, recklessly rushing about to avenge his traitorous brothers.

Returning to Terra, back to his father's side, is the most important thing.

"Xiling, select two-thirds of the players to cover the rear, the rest of you follow me," Qin Yun communicated with Xiling in his mind.

Their souls are bound together, allowing them to communicate even when they are far apart.

"Okay, master."

As soon as he finished speaking, the new task was updated in the player's database.

Mission: Blockade/Evacuation.

The enemy's offensive is becoming increasingly fierce. If the fighting continues, the entire army will be wiped out. Protecting the Primarch and getting him to Terra is of paramount importance.

Some players will stay behind to hold off the enemy and buy time for the Imperial loyalists to retreat.

Some will follow the guide on a difficult journey, fighting to protect the Primarch.

This task is a follow-up to the support task. Refusing or disobeying the task assignment will be punished according to the losses caused by the behavior, with the most severe penalty being account suspension and permanent blacklisting.

Basic rewards: 55000 contribution points, 5000 honor points, and 10000 faith points.

Commission rewards: Calculated based on the number of kills and contributions.

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The players each received different tasks.
"Good grief, I've been assigned a sniping mission." The chubby boy said with a hint of regret, "I was hoping to go check out Terra!"

"Don't worry," September 9th comforted her. "Once the guide arrives in Terra, a new map will definitely be available."

“September 9th is right,” Krieg agreed.

The players acted quickly.

The players who were tasked with blocking the retreating players took their place and held back the raging wave of demons.

"What should we do with the fleet?" Guilliman asked Qin Yun.

“I will ask Xiling for help, and some of the Chosen Ones have also gone to the Glory of Macragge. They will protect the Grand Sage’s safe departure.”

"Moreover, the enemy's target is you, not the fleet. If you leave, the Primarch will definitely catch up. Without restraint, their fleet will surely fight each other, which will create an opportunity for the fleet to break out."

The evil gods all desire to destroy each other, and this will influences all their minions and followers.

If they can find an opportunity to attack the enemy's henchmen, they will certainly not give it up.

This battle is destined to devolve into chaos, but if commanded properly, the Imperial Fleet will be able to evacuate safely.

If Guilliman insists on returning to the fleet, he may be targeted by concentrated fire.

“Alright.” The Primarch sighed and began to withdraw from the battlefield.

"Hiling, it's up to you. Assist the Great Sage in bringing the fleet back."

"Don't worry, Master. Xiling is all-powerful. Watch Xiling beat these idiots to a pulp."

Qin Yun didn't say anything more, but mentally gave Xiling a thumbs up.

Sicarios and the others also withdrew from the battlefield, leaving it to the remaining players.

Their group ventured deeper into Blackrock Fortress.
Blackrock Fortress is magnificent, with a complex network of internal roads.
Even the Red Pirates rarely venture into the core area.

After walking for a while, the sounds of the battlefield gradually faded into the distance.

A Spirit Clan team slipped into reality like a ghost, entering Qin Yun and his group's field of vision.

Among them were several Space Marines wearing black power armor and grey robes.

Their shoulder armor was adorned with sword wing insignia.

Guilliman could immediately recognize that this was the First Army's design from the 30K era.

Especially the leader, who was carrying Ryan's sword.

"Is this Lord Cipher?"

The War Master spoke in the dedicated communication channel for players.

"Isn't it obvious? See the Lion Sword behind him and the plasma pistol and bomb gun at his waist? Carrying the Primarch Sword and wielding dual pistols to distinguish loyalty from treachery, isn't that Lord Cypher?" Jujiro replied.

"So what exactly is Cypher's purpose?" Zhuge asked, puzzled. "Is he seeking the Emperor's salvation, or is he going to Terra to assassinate the King?"

"Are these two things in conflict?" Jujiro asked rhetorically.

"Isn't this a conflict?" Zhuge couldn't understand.

“Of course there’s no conflict. The Emperor is immortal, the fifth god who hasn’t become a god yet. In the Warhammer universe, what power can kill a god? Even if there is, it wouldn’t be in the hands of a fallen angel. No matter how special Cypher’s identity is, he’s not another god.” Jujiro explained, “So, for a fallen angel, regicide might not really be considered treason. Obtaining the Emperor’s forgiveness, then killing the Emperor with a single sword strike, allowing Him to ascend and return in death.”

"No wonder he's called the Fallen Angel; the idea seems pretty abstract," said the old man.

"Go to Caliban and ask the Dark Angel for help. Tell him there are fallen angels here," the husky said humorously.

"Could you go to Marvel and borrow a Time Stone from the Ancient One? Otherwise, how can you travel back ten thousand years?"

"Do we really have to borrow the Time Stone? Can't we just borrow the Time Machine? Are you discriminating against Doraemon?"

"Get lost! You damn contrarian."

"You think I'll just crawl away like that? No way! I'm going to crawl!"

"........."

Qin Yun could also hear the players' chat.
They always manage to veer from one topic to another.

But the other person's words reminded him that Cypher was there because he wanted to go with Guilliman to meet the saint.

"The Primitive One, the Sage."

A Spirit Race member stepped forward, bowed to Qin Yun and Guilliman, removed his helmet, revealing a beautiful face.

It was the veiled walker who had previously communicated with them using the voice of the soul.

“Thank you for your guidance, Veilwalker - Hilandri,” Guilliman said.

“It is our duty to ensure your arrival in Terra; it is the shared wish of both races,” Hilandri replied.

"Are these with you?" Guilliman asked, looking at the Dark Angels dressed in 30K-era power armor.

“They are part of destiny,” Hilandri said ambiguously.

“Sons of Ryan, what do you have to say?” Guilliman asked.

“Take us to Terra,” the leading dark angel said. “We will provide you with assistance.”

"Go to Terra?" Guilliman frowned. "What are you going to Terra for?"

“This involves an ancient secret and a truth, and please forgive me for not being able to tell you,” Cypher shook his head, appearing mysterious.

Before Guilliman could answer, Qin Yun spoke first.

"Lord Cypher, now is not the time. Leave. The trip to Terra will be of no use to you."

The leading dark angel visibly froze for a moment.

Unexpectedly, the other party recognized him immediately.

“We should try no matter what,” Lord Seifer said. “Things can’t get any worse than they are now.”

“No, it could get even worse,” Qin Yun said. “Let’s wait for your father to return before making any further decisions.”

“My father?” Cipher’s voice rose. “You know him? Where is he?”

"This involves an ancient secret and truth, and please forgive me for not being able to tell you."

Qin Yun's words made Cypher so frustrated he felt like he was going to vomit blood.

Well, saying only half of what you mean is really annoying.

"When the time is right, the leader of the First Legion will return from that forest to complete the unfinished mission."

Qin Yun added, "Now, what you need to do is leave this place and wait for your father's summons, instead of going to Terra to do things that even you can't predict the consequences of."

Cypher fell silent for a long time before finally speaking.

“We will meet again, Saint. In the prison ahead, there are still a few loyalists of the Empire imprisoned by the Blackheart King Huron. If you can save them, you will gain some assistance.”

After saying these words, Cipher turned and left decisively.

The other fallen angels followed closely behind.

Hilandri looked at Qin Yun with some surprise, not expecting that he had let Lord Cypher leave with just a few words.

Lord Cypher's secrets involve the Eldar creators and allow him to freely enter and exit the Webpath.

This is why Cypher can travel all over the galaxy.

Footsteps approached from afar, and a squad of red pirates appeared at the end of the corridor, opening fire on Qin Yun and his group.

The player and Sicarius and his personal guards also picked up slug guns and opened fire on the enemy.

Further away, more red pirates and demons appeared and were heading towards Qin Yun and his group.

“We need to hurry and get out of here.” Hilandri walked in front, followed closely by the other clowns.

Qin Yun and Guilliman led their team to follow.

At the heart of Blackrock Fortress, ancient technologies, having endured countless ages, still function in an orderly manner, maintaining the path to the network.

But more and more demons surrounded them and attacked the retreating group.

In order to keep Guilliman, these demons chose to first cease hostilities and deal with the pilgrimage group.

【bless】,

【shelter】,

【fanaticism】,

【roar】,

【pray】,

【…………】、

[Faith Frenzy]

Qin Yun's body continuously emitted radiance, which fell upon the warriors loyal to the empire, stacking buffs on them and enhancing their combat power.

Guilliman and his men roared and fired incessantly.

They forcefully tore a passage through the enemy's encirclement.

During this time, the team also unexpectedly rescued the prisoners mentioned by Lord Cypher.

Each one of them is a hero of the empire, and among them is a very important figure, the current commander of the White Scars—Juba Khan.
This was also a renowned imperial hero who participated in the Third Battle of Armageddon and made numerous contributions.

In retaliation for the Red Pirates' invasion of their home planet, he led his warband in a counterattack against the Blackheart King Huron.
They successfully destroyed several enemy warships and space stations, but were trapped while blowing up a space station occupied by Huron, which led to their capture.

Huron was supposed to bring him back to the fortress, but due to the promise of the Weaver of Fate, Carlos, he changed course and came to intercept Guilliman, who was on his way to Terra for pilgrimage.

Therefore, Juba Khan was imprisoned in Blackstone Fortress so that the authorities could focus their efforts on dealing with the pilgrimage expedition fleet.

By a twist of fate, he was unexpectedly saved.

"Thank you, Emperor. I once thought I was going to die. Give me a weapon, and I can fight too."

Despite his numerous wounds, Juba Khan possessed an indomitable will and a high fighting spirit.

After acquiring new weapons, he joined the battle, fighting alongside many loyal followers against the Red Pirates and the Demons.

…………

The Great Vortex, the Void Battlefield.

Xiling took over the Glory of Macragge and demonstrated her computing power.

She quickly calculated the enemy's weaknesses and began a planned offensive and breakout.

The firepower of the Makurag Glory was incredibly fierce; apart from Magnus's 'Tizka's Revenge', no other warship could match it.

Using its powerful computing capabilities, Xiling controlled the warship and began to wreak havoc.

boom!
A Khorne warship covered in bone spikes was destroyed, and then it rammed into the belly of a Slaanesh warship, cutting it in half.

The other warships in the fleet followed behind the Makurag Glory, assisting it in breaking through the enemy's encirclement.

"Aren't we going to bring the original back?" Amarich asked Xiling.

“They have already embarked on the Webpath, heading straight for Terra,” Hilling replied. “My mission is to bring you safely to meet him on Terra.”

Amaric gripped his sword tightly, a look of worry on his face.

“Don’t worry, the Saints are with the Primarch,” Celestine, who was also staying on the warship, said. “They will surely escape danger and arrive safely on Terra.”

“According to calculations, their success rate in reaching Terra is 20.14% higher than ours. Let’s worry about ourselves first,” Caul said.

"Prepare for close combat," Xiling's voice rang out. "They're attempting a boarding maneuver."

No sooner had he finished speaking than a piercing alarm sounded.

The enemy used landing craft to forcibly board the ship.

"Fight!" shouted Grand Master of the Grey Knights, Vodath. "Slay in the name of the Emperor!"

A fierce battle erupted on the Makurag Glory.

Demons, Chaos Warriors, and Imperial loyalists clashed in a bloodbath.

…………

The Great Whirlpool, Blackrock Fortress.

"For the Emperor, for glory."

Players kept shouting slogans and stayed behind to hold off the enemy, buying time for the main force to retreat.

Angron's roar rang out.
His battle with Magnus has temporarily ceased.

The Blood God issued a new order, commanding him to hunt down the heads of his Primarch brothers.

"Speed ​​up, retreat, don't linger."

"At all costs, hold off Angron."

Qin Yun kept issuing orders, instructing players to risk their lives to buy time for the main force.

"It's our turn now, brothers, it's time to fight for our glory."

Upon arriving at the gate of the net passage, Wrist and several other players received orders to intercept the pursuers.

After activating the self-destruct mechanism of their power armor, they formed a defensive line and fired their explosive guns.

With a deafening roar, demon after demon was shattered into pieces.

But they quickly ran out of ammunition and had to activate their melee weapons to engage in close combat.

The man with the wrist held a chainsaw and axe, roaring incessantly.
The rapidly spinning chainsaw-shaped battle axe sliced ​​through the enemy's body, splattering crimson blood in the process.

Another Khorne demon has been slain.
The ground shook, and the Arm-wielding man looked up to see Angron running toward him.

"Me, fighting the Primarch? This game is really funny."

"A blood sacrifice for the throne, for the emperor and the cows."

The old man roared in anger.

He gripped his chainsaw battle axe tightly and began to run, charging towards Angron.

Angron swung his battle axe, and Arm-Bear blocked the first blow, then collapsed to his knees, coughing up blood.

The power of the Primarch was far too terrifying for him to withstand.
The next second, Angron swung his magic sword, slicing the Arm-wielding man in two, and crimson blood gushed out.

When the Arm-wielding man's blood fell on Angron, his roar paused for a moment.

This is the blood of the Pure Devourer, the bloodline of his descendants.
The blood of his offspring brought back images of the past to Angron's mind.

His departing gladiator companions spoke in his ear, calling his name.

But soon, anger consumed everything again, and Angron roared to the sky as he continued his pursuit of Guilliman.

(End of this chapter)