Warhammer 40 Spring: Loyalty of the Multiverse

Chapter 201 Escape in embarrassment
Then, a rift suddenly appeared in the subspace, and several ships rushed in first.

Then he saw one of the ships that he knew very well, and inside were people he knew very well.

And the familiar machine spirits stirring restlessly inside the ship. Then, it shook one of its tentacles, and the Seraphim, which had just leaped into subspace, seemed to be affected by something, directly deviating from its planned trajectory and speeding off in a certain direction.

This left not only the crew and the Star Speaker in a daze, but also the captain, completely dumbfounded.

The technical priests, in particular, who were conducting the inspections, were even emitting smoke from their heads.

what's the situation?
The machine soul is unhappy?

But they had just calmed down the machine spirit, and the message the machine spirit conveyed to them was that he was... happy?
There shouldn't be any situation where the soul is unhappy, right?
But in the current environment, they shouldn't be thinking about this issue anymore. All the mechanical priests immediately resumed the ritual of communicating with and appeasing the machine spirit.

If we don't settle this old man properly, he might lead them astray in the warp and end up crashing into the domain of the four Chaos Gods.

As they communicated, the smoke billowing from their heads grew thicker and thicker. Their entire mechanical bodies trembled, and even the Star Speaker clutched his head and groaned in pain.

Only the machine spirits on the ship were happy to see the five-pointed star flying towards him.

Machine Soul "Brother!"

Five-pointed star "Brother!!"

The moment the two made contact, the four gods who were still jubilant in the subspace were instantly stunned.

Because they had once again lost their senses of Iron Radiance's soul. They immediately contacted the warbands who were pursuing their target.

I want to ask them what happened, whether they have lost their target?
However, the information they received indicated that the tracking was still ongoing, and the target had not been lost. This made everyone realize that the Emperor had clearly sabotaged their target.

"Damn cursed one!" The crowd cursed and swore, wanting to confront the Emperor. But then they remembered how Nurgle had been beaten up by the Emperor, and silently put their minds at ease.

After all, the person was only possessing a little girl, yet they were still able to severely injure these gods. If they were to face an emperor directly, they would simply disappear.

But they were clearly unwilling to give up their goal, and after discussion, the four vendors reached a cooperation agreement again.

First, let's work together to bring the target's soul to their territory. Then, they can decide and discuss how to divide it among themselves.

After confirming their initial plan, the four peddlers began to use the rules and power they controlled to bless the various war gangs that were still pursuing their goals.

Even on some warships, the four merchants directly dispatched high-ranking demons to guard the center. This was to prevent the Emperor from interfering.

But how could the emperor possibly grant their wishes?
Iron Radiance cleaved a warp creature that had somehow appeared on board with a single sword strike. Even with the Geller Field activated, warp monsters still occasionally spawned in some corners of the warship.

This left them constantly on the run. Some mortals even went mad upon seeing these warp-space monsters.

Had it not been for Geller's position providing resistance and protection, they might have instantly transformed into low-level demons and begun incubating and infecting their surrounding companions. Clearly, all of this was the Chaos Gods using their power to intercept this fleet and capture their target, Iron Glow.

The grenades fired in rapid succession, turning dozens of mortals who had originally formed a line but had now been corrupted into mincemeat.

Clearly, the reinforcements arrived too late, and these warriors loyal to the empire perished on the golden throne.

Of course, under the current circumstances, whether he can return to the Golden Throne is still uncertain.

If someone were watching these ships from the warp, they would be horrified to discover that the entire fleet, especially the Geller Field surrounding the Seraphim, is now teeming with warp demons and warp creatures.

Instead of sticking close to Geller's position, they steadily surrounded the entire warship, their numbers as numerous as swarms of flies, covering the entire warship in darkness.

Despite the protection of the Geller force field, the massive horde of demons and the invasion of chaotic power caused flesh and blood to spontaneously appear on the surface of the warship and begin to spread outwards.

Moreover, the strength of the Geller Field is decreasing rapidly at a visible rate. If they cannot find a suitable beginning of the month to restore the Geller Field generator, they will likely have no choice but to face the surging tide of Chaos Demons in the warp.

Tiberius guarded a key passageway, watching the frenzied, flesh-and-blood hounds that appeared inside the warship's cabins.

Several explosive bombs sent him back to Khorne's seat, and his expression was extremely solemn.

The appearance of these flesh-and-blood hounds indicates that the strength of the Geller force field on this warship has dropped to a precarious level.

It had even weakened to the point that the four Chaos Gods could forcibly release some of their demons into the arena.

Although these demons have become weaker than mortals after being subjected to the Geller Force Field, this already illustrates the predicament they are currently facing.

"Find a world to warp out of immediately. We can't stay in the warp any longer, or we'll all be doomed." Six fully armed Astartes guarding the bridge and surrounding passageways had begun to pull the triggers of their explosive rifles sporadically.

In particular, Astartes roared at the captain, who was already covered in sweat and urgently searching and directing the operation, over the communication channel.

It was then proven that Astartes simply picked up his explosive gun, fired at the figures that had already appeared in front of him, and the flash of the gun illuminated the figures, revealing their true appearance.

A group of demonic creatures with long, protruding tongues, claws, and twisted tongues as their lower bodies were charging madly toward this place.

These are demons under Slaanesh's command. But faced with their current battered and broken state, even the battle-hardened Astartes could not immediately identify which type of demon they belonged to.

Judging from their distinctive physical features and colors, they should belong to the Prince of Pleasure's faction. However, because they forcibly squeezed through the Geller Force to enter the warship, resulting in physical damage and weakening, Astartes was temporarily unable to determine which type of demon they specifically belonged to.

But whatever these demons may be, nothing can stop Astartes from hating them.

He opened fire wildly with the bomb gun in his hand!
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(End of this chapter)