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Chapter 137 Journey to Holy Terra
The bridge of the Makurag Glory.

"I hope nothing bad has happened to them."

Grand Marshal Amarich of the Black Templars watched with concern as the resurrected Chosen Ones received their equipment in the church and were quickly summoned away.

Imperial heroes such as the Mechanical Sage Caul, the Living Saint Celestine, and the Gray Knight Grand Mentor Vodas also gathered around the control panel, awaiting Xiling's reply.

“Magnus is mobilizing forces to besiege the Master and the Primarch, and they are in trouble.”

Upon hearing this, everyone's hearts skipped a beat.

"The Cursed Legion and the Chosen Ones were summoned to help the Master and Primarch escape their predicament."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"The team is retreating towards the net passage gate leading to Luna, but the enemy is in hot pursuit."

"The Weaver of Fate-Carlos has also appeared, and they are slaughtering the Chosen Ones and the Cursed Warriors."

Everyone's hearts were raised again.

"........."

"But the master and the Primarch are already close to the Webway Gate."

"........."

Xiling kept sharing the information she had received with everyone, and their emotions fluctuated like a rollercoaster.

"The Primarch and the Saint are retreating towards Luna; we need to find someone to meet them."

Woddes stood up,

"Titan has special emergency communications. I'll find a way to notify them so they can set sail as soon as possible and inform the Imperial forces in the Solar System to prepare to receive the Primarch and the Saint."

“I’ll help you,” Celestine said.

"it is good."

The two hurriedly walked off the bridge to send an urgent message to Titan.

"They saw the exit of the net, but Magnus and Carlos caught up with them."

"The Master and Primarch have arrived in Luna, and the Eldar are attempting to seal the entrance to the Webpath."

"The seal failed, and Magnus and Carlos broke out with demons and traitors."

"........."

Xiling continued to report on the battle situation, making everyone anxious, but they were helpless and could only pray silently.

………………

A fierce battle is erupting on the lunar surface.

The exit of the network is located in a deep, ring-shaped valley on the lunar surface.

There are a lot of abandoned vehicles here, including tanks, transport ships, and even dilapidated spaceships.

Visibility in the valley was very low, the starlight in the sky was dim and obscured by the ring mountain range, providing only limited illumination to the depths of the valley.

But at this moment, the valley floor became unusually bright, with the glow of arcane magic and artillery fire intertwining and illuminating this dark world.

The Red Letter warriors marched out of the Webgate in orderly formation and opened fire on the Imperial group.

Next came the roaring ferocious demons and the wizards riding flying discs, who continuously used magic, unleashing fire and frost.

Guilliman was very decisive; he ordered his troops to fire as they retreated to the top of the ring-shaped valley.

This was an extremely risky decision, leaving the Imperial party completely exposed to enemy fire.

Fortunately, Luna is in a low-gravity world, so their climbing speed is quite impressive.

Finally, despite enemy artillery fire, the imperial party successfully reached the summit.

Then came the moment to counterattack.

Guilliman quickly organized his men, positioned them in high ground, and fired down at the enemy.

The advantages of the high ground were fully utilized, and fierce firepower intertwined into a deadly network, falling on the traitors and the undead.

boom! boom! boom!
The relentless, violent explosions overturned the climbing traitors and tore apart the howling undead.

Clowns like Hilandri also joined the battle.
They hurled large star darts and monomolecular cutting lines, shattering the wizard and the demon disc beneath his feet into pieces.

"My foolish brother, do you think you can win like this?"

Magnus recited an ancient incantation that existed in the highest heavens even before the birth of humankind.

An eerie psychic glow enveloped the Thousand Sons and numerous demons.
The traitors and demons, who were just moments before in complete disarray and struggling to break through the Empire's firepower blockade, now appeared with psionic shields.

The shield absorbed all the damage taken by the traitor and the demon.
Suddenly, they became impervious to swords and spears, and difficult to kill.

Braving the empire's gunfire, they began climbing the ring-shaped mountain range.
Carlos was also waving his scepter, constantly summoning giant fireballs and meteors to smash into the loyalists' defenses.

Guilliman had no choice but to order a retreat, using the rocks and abandoned vehicle wreckage to build a new defensive line.

Through sorcery, Magnus led the Thousand Sons and the Unborn to the summit.

"Magnus."

Guilliman looked at his former brother and roared.

He charged again toward the enemy's location.

The scarlet demons and monsters along the way were no match for the Primarch and were all slain.

"This time, you won't be the only one with help."

Magnus's single eye looked at Guilliman, his wings flapped sharply, and he swooped down towards him.

The Wandering Blade Staff swept across with immense force, carrying with it the evil power of the warp.

The Emperor's Sword barely blocked the opponent's attack, but it could not offset the kinetic energy impact of Magnus's dive.

The two Primarchs tumbled and crashed into several dilapidated vehicles before disappearing into the dust.

Even so, they continued fighting, trying every possible way to attack each other.
Every punch landed squarely, with no room for compromise.

Qin Yun wanted to go and help, but Carlos landed in front of him at that moment.

"It's best not to disturb the brothers' reunion."

Carlos's two heads were looking at Qin Yun.

"A two-headed bird!"

Qin Yun gripped the Heavenly Punishment Scepter tightly in one hand, while slowly drawing the Holy Judgment Blade with the other.

“Poor people who are fooled by the cursed.”

Carlos raised his scepter and began to bewitch Qin Yun with words.

"Everything that rotting corpse can promise is a lie; all you'll get from following it is pain."

“My Lord is different. My Lord possesses all the knowledge and secrets of the universe. As long as you are willing, the doors of the Temple of Truth will open for you.”

"Did you trick that one-eyed Oglin in the same way?" Qin Yun asked rhetorically.

Magnus, who was fighting Guilliman in the distance, heard this and immediately felt a surge of rage.

I'm so far away from you, how can you still drag me into this?
So you're only targeting one person to bully, huh?

This is intolerable! The Crimson King will not tolerate this!

boom!
While Magnus was distracted, Guilliman seized the opportunity and delivered a powerful punch to the Primarch.
They smashed the other person's face again after it had just been repaired.

"Guilliman!"

Magnus was enraged and roared.

The Primarch raised his scepter, arcane light gathering at its tip, and with a sudden burst, sent Guilliman flying.

Then, it flapped its wings and rose up, rushing toward Guilliman.

The two Primarchs clashed once more, locked in a fierce and evenly matched battle.

"Sharp-tongued, no wonder he could anger Magnus to the point of breaking his defenses."

With a wave of his scepter, Carlos sent several dilapidated tanks flying into the air, slamming down on Qin Yun.

Qin Yun's gaze was cold. He leaped away and escaped from the wrecked vehicles that had collided with each other.

He then charged toward Tzeentch, wielding a staff in one hand and a sword in the other.

Carlos blocked Qin Yun's attack and casually released a bright flame, which Qin Yun blocked with his Shield of Faith.

The battle between the two sides was incredibly fierce and fast; onlookers could only see afterimages.

From the ground to the sky, and then from the sky back to the ground.
Their battle was in no way inferior to that of the Primarch.

The psionic tide spread outwards from the point of engagement, forming terrifying ripples that surged and roared.
Wherever it passes, metals vaporize and rocks crystallize, creating a breathtaking sight.

Carlos was burning with primal energy, and every swing of his scepter contained otherworldly magic.

However, Qin Yun was not without the power to fight back. Golden light surged around him, and each strike contained the power of annihilation.

By consuming Faith Points, one can obtain the blessing of Imperial Power.
Qin Yun has acquired power comparable to that of the Great Demon Treachery.

Those demons, intending to help their master, rushed over with ferocious intent, but Qin Yun cleaved them in two with a single sword stroke and burned them to ashes.

As time went on, the battle between the human and the demon intensified.
The clanging of weapons rang out continuously, like the tolling of a doomsday bell.

After Qin Yun's Heavenly Punishment Scepter collided with the opponent's scepter, he swung the Holy Judgment Blade at incredible speed.

The blade slashed into Carlos's shoulder, causing him to scream in excruciating pain.

Demonic blood, imbued with the ultimate malice of the subspace, splashed out.

The moment it landed, it transformed into flawless crystal.

Carlos opened his beak, and a beam of light containing evil energy instantly erupted from his mouth.
It landed on Qin Yun, instantly sending him flying.

But soon, the two sides clashed again, fighting each other by any means necessary.

the other side,
Guilliman surveyed the dust-filled battlefield, searching for Magnus's whereabouts.

After a fierce struggle, alarms were now blaring inside Guilliman's helmet.
His armor was damaged in several places, the oxygen supply equipment was leaking, and the extreme cold of the vacuum was taking advantage of the situation.

If it weren't for the original body's extraordinary physique, it would probably have perished long ago.

“Come out and face me, Magnus!” Guilliman roared, sword in hand, glancing warily around. “You coward and baby.”

"Cowards and overgrown babies?"

A somber voice rang out, "How dare you address me with such words?"

Guilliman looked in the direction of the sound and saw Magnus.

The opponent's body radiated light and continued to grow, eventually becoming as massive as a Warhound-class Titan, exuding an overwhelming sense of oppression. "You are just an insect," Magnus said, "a tiny insect."

“Cowards and immature adults who always blame others. If you had any sense of responsibility, things wouldn’t have gotten so bad,” Guilliman said sharply.

Spending a lot of time with Qin Yun, Guilliman gradually became more sarcastic and sharp-tongued.

"Have you learned to be as quick-witted as that guy?"

Magnus slightly raised his hand, and the etheric energy wrapped around the blade staff pulsed wildly.

"Words are meaningless. You are destined to die here because I possess true power."

“All I see is a corrupted and enslaved giant baby, incessantly arguing that he is not a coward,” Guilliman retorted.
In a fit of rage, Magnus unleashed his power, releasing unparalleled strength.

It transformed into a raging torrent, crashing violently towards Guilliman.

Guilliman tried his best, but he couldn't withstand the opponent's terrifying power. He was instantly knocked away and fell to the ground, unable to get up.

Then, Magnus shrunk his body, swooped down, and stepped on Guilliman's chest.

Cracks appeared in the armor of destiny, and the built-in system began to wail.

"This is your end, my brother."

Sicarius and his battle brethren roared as they charged through the demonic tide to rescue the Primarch.

But the Thousand Sons Wizard and the Tzeentch Demon held them back.

Just as the Primarch was about to die, a bolt of lightning struck Magnus.

“One-Eyed Oglin, your opponent is me.”

As Jujiro gathered all his strength to unleash his attack, he charged toward Magnus.

Magnus paused for a moment upon seeing Jujiro.
He was so busy fighting that he didn't even notice that there was a loyalist Thousand Sons on the battlefield.

The familiar scent undoubtedly belonged to his offspring.

But this Qianzi was so pure, without any mutation.

"Father, is this yet another masterpiece you've created to mock me?"

Magnus muttered to himself,

"You possess the method to prevent the Thousand Sons Mutation, yet you've never told me?"

Seizing the opportunity when the Primarch was distracted, Guilliman struggled to raise his Dominion and pulled the trigger.

With a deafening roar, a hail of bullets rained down, causing the Crimson King to scream in agony.

The next second, Jujiro leaped up, his scepter glowing with terrifying light, and seized the opportunity to pierce Magnus's body.

Feeling the pain, Magnus looked at Jujiro with a hint of sorrow in his single eye.

"I am the father of your genes, the source of your bloodline. You should be loyal to me, so why do you choose to be my enemy?"

“I am loyal to the Emperor, you shameful one-eyed Oglin.” Jujiro’s tone was very excited.

If the official system were to introduce an achievement system, he would be able to obtain at least one achievement.

This is the first time a player has ever damaged the Primarch.

"You traitor, you have betrayed your own brother and father."

Magnus swung his scepter, and the terrifying power instantly annihilated Jujiro.

"It's quite a funny joke that a traitor who betrayed his own father and brothers accuses others of being traitors."

Guilliman lunged forward again, seized the opportunity, and landed another punch on Magnus's face.

The two sides clashed again.

The battle between Qin Yun and Carlos is about to be decided.

Carlos was, after all, Tzeentch's chief archduke, and his strength was unfathomable.

During the battle, Qin Yun was bound by chains that suddenly appeared in the void, restricting his movement.

Then, Carlos teleported to appear in front of the immobile Qin Yun.

The scepter in his hand pierced through his body in an instant.

Blood, imbued with golden light, was splashed onto the planet's surface, igniting flames.

Qin Yun staggered backward, the Heavenly Punishment Scepter falling to the ground.

Then, unable to support his body, he knelt on the ground.

"The Injury Guide".

"Fight for the Guide."

Players nearby shouted slogans and rushed forward to stop Carlos from killing Qin Yun.

Carlos completely crushed these players.

With a wave of his psionic staff, an invisible psychic force swept across, tearing the charging players to shreds.

"I come."

With a roar, Brother Zhong plunged his power dagger into his left chest cavity, causing blood to gush out, before charging towards Carlos.

The members of the Witcher band behind him followed suit.

Those without souls possess the power to suppress psychic energy.

The stronger one is, the greater one's self-control becomes.

They can enhance this ability to control themselves through self-sacrifice.

Carlos pointed his scepter at the Soulless Ones, led by Seed Bro.
Aetheric tentacles and warp flames swept out, but vanished without a trace upon touching the soulless.

Carlos screamed angrily, and then unleashed another powerful spell.

But just like before, the boiling etheric energy dissipated silently.

Carlos had no choice but to abandon his psionic powers and fight these soulless beings in melee combat.

Even without psionic powers, Carlos still possesses the body and power of a demon.

The guy at the front was swept away by a staff, his body split open, and he flew backward.

The other players were in the same boat, unable to withstand the Great Demon's attack.

Just as Carlos was wreaking havoc and acting recklessly, Qin Yun, who had already knelt on the ground, suddenly unleashed his final attack.
The blade of holy judgment pierced Carlos's body, causing him to let out a scream of extreme pain.

At that moment, a deafening roar came from the sky.

A blinding beam of light descended from the void, and a silver-gray warrior wielding a halberd and warhammer emerged from the light.
A surge of spiritual energy emanated from these warriors, creating ripples in the air.

The newcomer was none other than the Grey Knight, the empire's sharpest weapon against the Chaos Demons.

"Saint Gilles?" The leading gray knight looked surprised when he saw Qin Yun.

But they didn't have time to verify the truth. Upon seeing Carlos, they immediately formed ranks and charged towards Tzeentch.

While fending off the Grey Knights' attacks, Carlos looked up at the sky.
Warships are hovering in near-Earth orbit, while hundreds of airdrop pods crash onto the ground like meteors.

Immediately afterwards, light appeared on the battlefield again, outlining the shape of vortexes amidst the swirling dust.

The fully armed Imperial Guards stepped out of the vortex.
They pulled the triggers in unison, and a barrage of explosives crashed into the enemy lines like a tsunami.

The fighting prowess of the Imperial Guards was beyond question; they slaughtered traitors and wicked demons like harvesting crops.

The wizard and the demon were caught off guard, and their previously insurmountable advantage was instantly reversed.

But this was not the end. One after another, the airdrop pods tore through the sky like meteors, and with a deafening roar, they landed on the lunar surface.

The heavy hatch opened, and Imperial Fist, clad in bright yellow power armor, stepped out.

Tanks, Thunder Eagles, and other war vehicles also joined the battlefield alongside them.

“We failed, but it was part of the plan.”

Carlos knew that the original plan had failed.

They couldn't stop Guilliman from returning, nor could they eliminate him here.

There was no other option but to retreat.

Carlos decisively retreated, and Magnus was furious but helpless, so he could only lead his men back to the net.

However, just as the Crimson King and the Fateweaver retreated to the side of the net path...
Taking advantage of the situation, Eldar and the others chanted an ancient incantation, detonating a power hidden within the Webgate and sealing it off.

Magnus's roar was drowned out by the earth-shattering explosion.

Primarch and Tzeentch were blasted deep into the Web.

They need to find an exit within the intricate web of tunnels in order to return to the subspace.

The Crimson King Magnus and the Weaver of Fates Carlos were banished.
This thrilling battle has now come to an end.
The communications were filled with the cheers of the soldiers.
The traitors and demons are doomed.

The demons and the thousand children who were unable to escape were all slaughtered.

After the last demon was slain, Hilandri bid farewell to the Primarch and Qin Yun.

"Having brought you here, our mission is complete. It's time for us to leave."

"Thank you for your help." Guilliman was wary of the Eldar, but at this moment, he was sincere.

"I hope we will meet again someday." Hilandri bowed and then turned to leave.

The other Eldar did the same; after carrying the bodies of their fallen comrades, they all disappeared into the shadows.

Witnessing the Primarch's appearance greatly encouraged all the Imperial loyalists who participated in the rescue.

The news spread quickly, causing a stir among major powers.

Soon, vehicles began to land on the lunar surface.

Some of the vehicles were responsible for carrying out purification missions, burning the corpses of traitors and purifying the remaining chaotic energy.

The remaining representatives were from various factions.

These included prominent figures such as Trajan Valloris, Commander of the Imperial Guard; Tirian, Prime Minister of the Empire; and Mereday Peres, High Admiral of the Navy.

Upon receiving the news, they immediately set sail from Terra to Luna to pay homage to the Primarch.

After discussion, Guilliman and his team will take a short break in Luna.

They will receive treatment and have technicians repair the war damage to their power armor so they can appear in the public in the best possible condition.

Taking advantage of this brief rest, before heading to Terra, Qin Yun also...
To communicate remotely with Xiling
We plan to release the new 4.0 version to players first, and at the same time, distribute the tenth batch of beta test slots.

P.S.: My procrastination kicked in again, sigh.

(End of this chapter)