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Chapter 136 Arrival at Luna
"Since you want to see me, then so be it."

A loud voice echoed across the battlefield.
A violent bolt of lightning suddenly appeared, carrying a destructive aura as it struck Guilliman.

"shelter."

Qin Yun raised the Heavenly Punishment Scepter, unleashing a surge of spiritual power.

The released light transformed into a golden shield.

It blocked all the raging lightning unleashed by the Primarch, causing it to vanish into thin air.

"You actually called for backup? I really underestimated you, Robert Guilliman."

Magnus appeared in the air.
It was a cyclops with a glowing red body and blasphemous, lustrous wings.

The Primarch has thick, two horns growing from its head.
The face, radiating warp energy, had fangs and appeared ferocious and terrifying.
The former nobility has long since vanished, replaced by a beastly sense of superiority.

Magnus looked at Qin Yun with his single eye, his tone cold.

“I can’t see your fate, but I can smell my father’s scent on you. I’m curious what kind of promise that corpse made to you that made you willing to become its henchman.”

Qin Yun looked directly at Magnus, his tone calm.
“Anyone with a brain knows they should stand on the side of their own race. The favor you have received is based on humanity’s dominance in the galaxy.”

"If you lose this foundation, you will only live like those forgotten gods, groveling and begging for survival."

“A lowly insect who has gained some of my father’s power has the right to judge me?” A look of anger flashed across Magnus’s face.

"I'm an insect, and what are you? An insect so stupid you don't even realize it?" Qin Yun retorted.
"Who doesn't know that there is a clever Oglin in the Milky Way, whose home has been burned down, yet he dares not speak out."

"Furthermore, due to orders from their master, they were forced to help the murderers who destroyed their home planet, venting their anger on innocent people and perfectly embodying the meaning of groveling."

"This kind of guy is not even as good as a stray dog ​​on the roadside. At least if someone dares to kick a stray dog's den, the stray dog ​​will bare its teeth at that person. If you really can't mess with him, you'll stay far away instead of kneeling in front of him begging for a bone."

A flash of resentment crossed Magnus's face, and the veins on his hand gripping the scepter bulged, clearly indicating that he was on the verge of exploding in rage.

"What a vicious mouth! Too bad his sharp tongue can't change anything."

Qin Yun smiled and raised the Heavenly Punishment Scepter.

"Is even stating the facts considered malicious now?? That one-eyed Oglin, not only is he stupid and selfish, but is his heart also so fragile? He's like a mentally unstable giant baby."

Guilliman glanced at Qin Yun beside him, his pupils dilating slightly.

Good heavens, that mouth of his looks like it's been poisoned by the Temple of Vennham!
It seems I still have a lot to learn.
We must skillfully use the power of language to break down the enemy's defenses and gain the upper hand.

"enough."

Magnus roared, unleashing his power once more, projecting a dazzling arcane light.

But Qin Yun blocked him once again.

"Are you already so angry? Even with the blessings of the gods, you're still a complete overgrown child. Seriously, if all else fails, just kill yourself. Ahriman is much more mature than you."

“I said, enough!” Magnus roared, his single eye gleaming with a terrifying light.

"Your words cannot hurt me. A mortal like you cannot even imagine the knowledge I possess."

“I am immortal, I am eternal, and my wisdom has long since seen through the mysteries of the universe. You know nothing, you simply do not understand.”

Qin Yun didn't say anything, but silently made a motion as if he were lifting the person up and then slamming them down on his knees, then made an exaggerated expression of pain.

"Come quick, everyone! There's a one-eyed Oglin here with a broken spine, bragging about it."

After slaying a treacherous demon in the midst of battle, Hilandri looked at Qin Yun with surprise in her eyes.

This emperor-sage is truly unlike any other imperial warrior.
Before they even made a move, the enemy had already suffered a round of psychological torment.

"Go to hell." Magnus completely broke down.

The scepter in his hand suddenly erupted, releasing an indescribable surge of spiritual energy that shook the entire online world.

“Magnus, I am your opponent.”

Guilliman roared and strode toward Magnus.

The air suddenly became thick and viscous, hindering the loyal Primarch's progress.
The invisible force was enough to crush mortals and paralyze Astartes, but it only slowed Guilliman's pace.

This forced him to grit his teeth and hunch forward, like someone walking in a storm.

Magnus unleashed a curse upon Guilliman, which would affect both body and soul, but found it had no effect.

The power of the Lord of Mankind is at work, protecting His faithful offspring.

Magnus had no choice but to change tactics and use other means to attack Guilliman.

Several pale blue fireballs, each the size of a face plate, traced graceful trajectories in the air as they hurtled towards the loyal Primarch.

Guilliman dodged to the side, then forcefully withstood the psionic energy released by his opponent and launched a charge.

"You are not the only one who possesses this power."

Qin Yun released his spiritual energy, condensing it into a long spear and projecting it out.

The dazzling spears instantly illuminated the battlefield.

Magnus unleashed the fel energy of the warp, forming a shield.

The spear struck the psionic shield, unleashing a terrifying, surging storm.

Guilliman seized the opportunity and charged into the Primarch's attack range.
The Primarch leaped high into the air, unleashing his Dominion Hand, shrouded in the glow of his Force Field, with unparalleled power as it slammed into his former brethren.

The force of this punch was so heavy that it could pierce through a Leman Rustank.

The fist landed on Magnus's face, the terrifying force sending him flying backward instantly.
The Primarch spun around and flew into the distance.

Scalding demonic blood gushed from the Crimson King's shattered face.

A pool of blood pooled on the ground of the net path.
In the blink of an eye, clusters of strangely shaped mushrooms sprouted from the spot where the demon blood had been spilled.

A battered and bruised Magnus summoned the fel energy of the warp to protect himself, both to fend off Guilliman's pursuit and to heal himself.

However, he underestimated the combination of Qin Yun and Guilliman.

"Soul Storm."

Qin Yun murmured, his voice ethereal yet containing the truth of the universe.

The emperor's power erupted from him, like a raging tide, surging and awe-inspiring.

A terrifying storm swept through everything, suppressing and driving away the forces of the warp.
The fel energy summoned by Magnus was completely dispelled.
Guilliman charged forward, his Imperial Sword burning with bright flames of annihilation.

Magnus swung his staff, and the bladed staff swept through the air with enough power to cleave the Primarch in two.

Guilliman parried with his sword, not giving an inch.

Zheng!
The clanging sound of metal against metal echoed throughout the battlefield.

A dazzling light and terrifying energy erupted instantly, sweeping away everything around it.

After deflecting Magnus's scepter, Guilliman swung his fist, which was enveloped in a force field of light, and smashed it towards the Primarch.
The punch landed squarely on Magnus, sending him flying once more into the ruins.

This time, Magnus was in an even worse predicament.

Because of Qin Yun releasing the soul storm,

He was unable to summon the power of the warp to protect himself.

Guilliman took that punch squarely with his body.

The armor on his chest was shattered, and the wings on his back were covered in wounds and bloodstains.

He knew that if he stayed, he would repeat the same mistake as Forgrim.

With a flash of psionic energy, the Crimson King vanished from the spot.

“Magnus, you coward, come out and face me.”

Seeing his former brother flee, Guilliman roared in fury.
He looked around, searching for any trace of the Primarch, but found nothing.

"We have to go. The number of Tzeentch's demon army is increasing, and the Fate Weavers are on their way."

"If we wait for the Weaver of Fate to arrive with reinforcements, we will surely be in dire straits."

Hilandri spoke up, dissuading Guilliman from his superiors.

Guilliman struggled to suppress his anger, surveying the battlefield.

At this point, the battle had reached a fever pitch.

Sicarius, Juba Khan, and other imperial warriors fought fiercely, personally killing traitors and slaying demons.

But the enemy outnumbered them by a great deal.

Even with the Chosen Ones' selfless charges and suicide attacks, they could not stop an enemy far outnumbering them.

People fell from time to time, shouting slogans of loyalty to the empire, and the battle was extremely fierce.

"Today is merely the interest you pay for your past sins, Magnus. Remember, one day I will settle accounts with you."

After saying these words, Guilliman turned and led the surviving soldiers in a breakout.

"Xi Ling." Qin Yun called in his heart.

“Master,” Xiling replied instantly.

"Get all players level 5 and above ready; I'm going to deploy them into the battlefield."

"Xiling received."

…………

Players who are killed will be resurrected at two locations: the Imperial Glory and the Glory of Macragge.

One of the two warships is traveling at high speed in subspace, heading towards the solar system.

The other one is still in the Calicis sector.

After the lighthouse of the Makurag's Glory was completed, Xiling launched a world chat channel (beta version) based on the regional chat channel.

Players flooded the world chat channel, spending contribution points to chat.

"I fought Angron for twenty rounds, and now I feel incredibly confident."

Husky: "It was indeed twenty rounds, but I died in the second round, and the next eighteen rounds were spent being whipped on the corpse."

Pighead Qiang: "Hahaha, after the corpse is whipped, they'll probably all be minced meat!"

Wanlao: "@BigCatBloodyHusky, you bastard, you're defaming me! I'm going to sue you for defamation!"

Fatty: "At least you fought the Primarch to the death, while I was in a terrible state. I was pinned down by a bunch of demons and torn to pieces."

The girl with the pigtails said, "What's that? That succubus dragged me out of the cockpit and even tried to kick me with her dick on the battlefield. Luckily, the self-destruction happened quickly, or I would have been in real trouble."

"This is terrifying! Are these Slaanesh demons all this debauched on the battlefield?"

Blood Pigeon: "Slaanesh is too perverted. He just grabs an enemy on the battlefield and beats them up."

A-Shuai (who also wants to challenge Skabrand): "Next time I fight Slaanesh, I'll definitely bring a self-destruct bomb. Otherwise, if I lose, it'll be like a scene from a large-scale Japanese adult film." "…………"

[Urgent Mission: Support]

The Guides and Primarchs are on their way to Terra, but they are being pursued by a large number of enemies and urgently need reinforcements.

Players at LV5 and above who are not currently on special missions should prepare immediately, replenish their weapons and ammunition, replace their equipment with new ones, and enter a state of combat readiness.

Players will be teleported in batches, with the first large-scale teleportation taking place in 15 minutes.

Rewards: 70000 contribution points, 10000 honor points, and 20000 faith points.

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The players were arguing wildly in the chat channel, but the sudden quest silenced the chat channel instantly.

The original topic was abandoned, and the players turned to discuss the new mission.

"It looks like there's a real crisis; they've even issued missions with high rewards."

"Keep fighting, brothers, charge!"

"Wow, there's more to this story, huh?"

"There's nothing more to talk about. Time to continue serving the emperor like a beast of burden."

"Born for the emperor, die for the emperor, bang my head against the wall for the emperor."

"Continue the war, continue the war."

"........."

…………

On the other side of the internet.

Having suffered a great loss, Magnus hid in the shadows, no longer daring to appear openly.

But Tzeentch's demons and evil wizards seeking the Red Lord continued to pour into the battlefield, their numbers growing ever larger.

Despite Qin Yun, Guilliman, and the others' valiant efforts, their progress was severely hampered, and they eventually found themselves unable to move an inch.

The enemy, along with them, surged into the ruins of the dilapidated spirit bone buildings.
The loyalists soon found themselves surrounded on all sides.
At this time,

A burst of light erupted from Qin Yun's body.
The emperor used him as an anchor point to project his power.

The oracle's readings were jumping wildly, and the communication channel was filled with ghostly whispers.

The shadow emerged from the hellish flames and coalesced into shape.

With jet-black armor, intricate bone ornaments, and the cursed legion wreathed in ethereal fire, they appeared at the Primarch's most perilous moment.

Bullets imbued with the emperor's wrath poured forth, sweeping away the surging demon army.

Qin Yun also summoned the first batch of players at this time.

With a flash of teleportation, the players, full of fighting spirit, rushed into the battlefield.

"A deafening roar echoed through the sky, and I, the Angron, dared to challenge you again."

The man with the wrist roared as he charged out, his chainsaw and battle axe whirring incessantly.

But instead of a bloodthirsty demon army, he was met by a demon wizard skilled in witchcraft.

"Your mission is to hold off the pursuers at all costs," Qin Yun instructed the players.

"My great axe is itching for battle! Kill! Kill! Chop! Chop!"

"Slay gods if they stand in your way, kill Carlos if he stands in your way, kill Magnus if he stands in your way, it all boils down to one word: kill."

"Charge, brothers! Capture Magnus alive, and we'll reward him with a million gold pieces and the title of Marquis of Ten Thousand Stars!"

"........."

Players chanted various slogans, their fighting spirit high and fearless as they charged towards the demonic tide, once again unleashing a brutal storm of bloodshed.

"Let's go," Hilandri shouted, signaling the Primarch and the others to follow her.

With the help of the players and the Cursed Legion, they fought their way out of the demons' encirclement, broke through enemy lines of defense, and plunged into the deepest part of the Web.

Magnus appeared above the demonic tide and was about to flap his wings to chase after Guilliman when someone on the ground shouted.

“One-Eyed Oglin, your grandfather is here. Why don’t you come and die quickly?”

The voice was so familiar that the Primarch instinctively turned around and his pupils dilated instantly.

The ants that should have died reappeared alive and kicking in front of him, wielding a battle axe and pointing it at him while shouting.

Magnus glanced at Guilliman, who was fleeing, and hesitated.

At this moment, the bald monk shouted.

“One-Eyed Oglin, get down here! Today I’m going to chop off your dog’s head.”

Enraged, Magnus instantly swooped down on the bald monk, intending to tear him to pieces.

His speed was incredibly fast; he reached his opponent in an instant.

At that moment, a dark figure as large as a small mountain rushed out from the side and threw a punch at the Primarch.

A sharp whooshing sound came from the air; the force of that punch was terrifying, and its destructive power was absolutely no less than that of the original body.

boom!
Ripples spread through the air.

Magnus was sent flying again.
With a loud bang, it crashed into the nearby ruins like a cannonball, kicking up a cloud of dust.

"Hahaha."

The thirteenth prince, clad in heavy armor, burst into laughter, "With the Demon Hammer Primarch beneath my feet, there is no one like me in Warhammer!"

Magnus stood up and saw the target who had attacked him; he was so angry that his body trembled.

It's an Oglin?!
He got beaten by an Oglin, what an utter disgrace!!
damn it!
"It seems that those with two eyes are more powerful than those with one eye," the bald monk jumped out, mocking Magnus.

Enraged, Magnus gripped his scepter tightly, determined to teach these damned ants the price of offending him.

Magnus's single eye shone with a bright flame, and an indescribable pressure emanated from it.

The power of the warp surged forth like a tide, converging on the Primarch's body as if to solidify into a physical form.

The thirteenth prince was startled and ran towards the demonic entity, trying to interrupt its power-building.

But then the other person stretched out a hand.

An invisible force instantly pressed in from all directions.

The heavy armor creaked and groaned under the pressure of spiritual energy.
Bang! !

Once a certain critical point was crossed, the thirteenth prince was instantly crushed into a pulp, and his sturdy heavy armor turned into scrap metal.

"You monster, give me back my brother's life!"

Upon seeing the thirteenth prince's tragic death, the bald monk shouted,

Magnus turned his gaze to him and uttered an ancient, malevolent incantation.

The bald monk let out a miserable cry; his body, blessed by the emperor, mutated into flammable material under the incantation.

It instantly burst into flames, burning fiercely and with immense power.

In a short while, the bald monk was burned to ashes.

Magnus, enraged, displayed unparalleled power.

It slaughtered players and cursed warriors at will, leaving them with no chance to fight back.

The Weaver of Fate, Carlos, also arrived at this time with a large army.

"Holy crap, what? Another powerful demon has come to support One-Eyed Oglin?!"

"So many demons, holy crap!!"

"The Weaver of Fate is here, we're doomed!"

"........."

Players kept falling,
However, the death of each player bought the pilgrimage team more time to evacuate.

Qin Yun summoned players in batches, instructing them to stop the enemy at all costs.

Finally, a portal sealed with runes appeared before them.

"Put on your helmet," Hilandri instructed.

The surviving players and soldiers obeyed the orders, put on their helmets, and activated their respirators.

Hilandri chanted an ancient incantation, opening the sealed gate to the net.

The group passed through the glowing archway and arrived at their destination on the Webpath—Luna, Terra's only natural satellite.

Qin Yun stepped through the flickering gate of the network, and the spaces inside and outside the network overlapped in an instant.
The weight of reality suddenly doubled, and this unprecedented feeling made Qin Yun vaguely uncomfortable.

Everything around him was distorted; the scene before him was no longer the illusory space within the net, but rather the dark depths of space and dazzling cosmic rays.

The surviving players looked around in surprise.

Just a moment ago, they could still feel the slight warmth in the surrounding air.

The next second, all that remained was a freezing, almost oxygen-deprived, deadly vacuum.

They stepped forward, treading upon the rolling dust of the lunar surface.

"That's one small step for man, one giant leap for mankind."

The warlord quoted the famous saying of the first man to walk on the moon.

"Sorry, but humanity has already taken one giant leap forward. Now, your small step is just that—a small step for you," Jujiro bluntly poured cold water on the idea.

"I can't talk to you anymore." Zhan Shuai turned his head to the side.

"We've finally arrived," Jujiro exclaimed. "Brothers have died one after another, but we've finally reached Luna."

“It’s not over yet,” Zhuge said. “Don’t think that the Guides let us live until now simply so that we could see Terra.”

"I thought we had raised our favorability rating high enough that we weren't sent to intercept the enemy!" Zhan Shuai said.

"You're overthinking it. It's probably all for the final blow," Zhuge analyzed. "Magnus won't give up so easily."

The voice just fell,

An explosion occurred near the gate of the net passage.

It sent many spirits who intended to seal the gate flying.
Magnus and Carlos, along with numerous red-letter warriors and Tzeentch demons, stormed into reality.

(End of this chapter)