Warhammer 40 Spring: Loyalty of the Multiverse

Chapter 206 The Reflectors' Battle Clan

The Gothic bow of the Seraphim battle barge pierced the veil between warp and reality like a sharp dagger.

On the surface of the Geller Field, however, it was covered by a dense mass of warp demons. These twisted, multiplying entities, formed from warp energy, were tearing through the already breached Geller Field with their claws.

The crew inside the warship had gone mad; the corpses and blood of demons had piled up to countless layers. In the past, these demons, once slain, would dissipate and return to the warp, waiting to be reborn hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands of years later.

But now, in these fallen spaces, the demons are like living beings with flesh and blood. Pierced into pieces by power swords and explosive guns, they lie like corpses at the feet of the Astartes, their blood staining their power armor.

"Have we leaped out of the warp?" Tie Hui's power sword had already shut down its disintegration field due to the rupture of the energy conduit. Now, he was relying entirely on his brute strength to slash at the charging demons with the metal blade of his power sword.

Even the nano-silicon armor assembled from the nano-cores transplanted into his body had disappeared. The successive battles had taken a heavy toll on them.

The inability to replenish nanobioenergy has led to frequent alarming warnings for nanocores in their field of vision.

The only one who still had some energy left was Tiberius, although the surface of his Tactical Fearless Terminator no longer had nano-silicon armor.

However, due to the special nature of his nanocore, he still had some spare power, and from time to time, in times of emergency, he could condense a few spinning blades to clear out a certain area of ​​the surging tide of demons around him.

“That’s right, my lord!” Tiberos replied heavily, panting as he looked at the horde of demons within a 50-meter radius that had once again been wiped out by the spinning blades.

"My Emperor Grandfather!" Tie Hui's superhuman physique was already feeling exhausted from the battle; his lips were chapped and he could feel the dryness in his mouth.

"Hopefully we'll reach our defensive line!" Tie Hui licked his dry lips, gripping the hilt of his power sword tightly. His eyes were fixed intently on the surging tide of demons preparing to charge again.

“I think so!” Tiberos echoed, but he wasn’t thinking about anything else. This level of combat had left his mind focused solely on swinging and slashing.

The Middle Astartes behind them, who had just caught their breath, gripped their weapons tightly at the sight. Their bomb guns were already empty, and even the last stockpile of ammunition that had been hastily brought to their side had been used up.

The only weapons they can still use now are those chainsaws of various colors that have lost their power source.

Meanwhile, within the Dalowa Sector, deafening alarms blared throughout every location inhabited by Chaos Demons and Astartes.

The Thousand Reflectors, who have taken over the nonmaterial tidal station of Claris, are preparing to begin their daily work using the psionic vortex... a warp voyage for the Twisted Empire.

But then came the sudden alarm, and the image of the Seraphim leaping from the warp into the real world that flashed before his eyes.

The "person" was completely bewildered, scratching his head. You see, their daily work involved navigating the warp of the Twisted Empire.

Prevent the Empire from providing support to the Dark Side of the Empire. This tactic has been used for a long time and has been very effective.

But the current situation has left them in a state of confusion.

In particular, Hathor Magnus, the leader of the entire Reflectors, was there as usual carrying out his work, preparing to direct his forces to continue the fight against the Eldar ark world of Samhan, which was roaming around the Dalowa Sector.

The sudden alarm nearly caused his psionic circuits to explode instantly. Fortunately, his powerful psionic energy allowed him to steadily suppress the rampaging circuits.

He glared angrily at his men, about to unleash a tirade, when the engine compartment suddenly opened, the sound of air depressurization reaching his ears and drawing his attention.

Entropy Priest Mekaba strode to his side. "Lord Hathor, Imperial warships have suddenly invaded Sector G-436." He then produced the detection logs and videos.

"In the video, the unique Imperial warship was surrounded by countless demons covering the Geller Field. It's impossible to see which faction the ship inside belongs to." After handing this information to Hathor, the Entropy Priest Mekaba quickly and briefly explained the important details to him.

"Judging by its size, it is most likely a combat barge belonging to one of the Imperial chapters. Only one has been discovered so far, so it is very likely that it was covering a transport troop that was trying to support a chapter in the corrupt worlds of the Imperial Dark Side, but suddenly got lost in the warp and ended up here by accident!"

After listening to the brief explanation and skimming through the reports and intelligence in his hands, Hathor grinned and said, "It seems that the tactics we set up at the Claris Nonmaterial Tidal Station have worked."

“Yes, my lord! Since the deployment of the entropy amplifier, the vortex effect in the warp has been expanded to a range of 30 light-years. I’m afraid those old fogies in the Empire haven’t even realized your magnificent plan!” Entropy Priest Mekaba said with a smug and obsequious expression.

Keep in mind that he is one of the seven wizards of the prophetic branch of the Mirror Council among the Reflectors... the Entropy Priest Mekaba.

In particular, the entropy amplifier in his hands was an unparalleled weapon of mass destruction for the empire.

Although he is only responsible for maintenance, his power should not be underestimated.

In particular, this so-called entropy amplifier, with its material decay force field, corroded and disintegrated an entire armored force of the Empire in just ten seconds.

This terrifying victory instilled fear in many of the empire's ordinary troops.

"Now that the prey has come to us willingly, why shouldn't I take it?" Hathor tossed the intelligence reports aside and said with a chuckle.

"Shall we move out now?" the Entropy Priest Mekaba asked excitedly from the side.

"No rush!" Hathor glanced at him, then put his hands behind his back. An air of complete confidence and authority emanated from him.

"The others must have heard the news by now, right?" Hathor asked ominously.

Mekaba was taken aback by the suggestion, then a sinister smile appeared on his face. "How about letting those guys from the Eye of Sophistry try their luck?"

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(End of this chapter)