Warhammer 40: My Fiancée Fulgrim.

Chapter 229 Under the Twilight of Chemos
Kasgo Sector.

Casca and his fleet had just set sail for Chemos shortly afterward.

Walking quickly inside the battle barge, Tybalus, the leader of the Shark Squadron, moved swiftly.

Not long ago, the material exchange agreement signed by the leader of the Man-Eating Shark Squad and the leader of the Red Scorpion Squad was fulfilled.

The Red Scorpion Chapter happens to be quite interested in the ancient artifacts in the Maneater's warehouse, and this also paves the way for Casgar's future return to Holy Terra. They also eliminate a key henchman of the Highlord.

Both parties take what they need.

Under Otis's arrangement, the first batch of supplies transport fleet had already sailed from the Red Scorpion Chapter to the vicinity of the Man-Eating Shark's battle barge, waiting for the other side to count and receive them.

That's enough. Just leave it here. You can leave now.

Man-eating sharks rarely communicate with each other; they can often discern each other's intentions through a slight movement.

The Space Marine silently placed a series of protocol documents on the table, then quickly walked out of the room.

And closed the door.

Finally left.

Now there's no one around.

There's really no one here now!
Tiberius shook his head left and right again to look at the documents, then excitedly picked them up and waved them around.

Wuhu~!

Dinner's almost ready, guys!
The man-eating shark has never, ever received such generous compensation so easily.

Of course, Tiberius also knew that this respect and bribery were inseparable from the power of their man-eating sharks and the successive sacrifices of the space sharks.

But the sudden transformation from extreme poverty to having everything he could ever want was enough to make him excitedly raise his arms and shout.

No combat comrades were injured or killed, no damage control was achieved, and no resources were consumed!
They, the Man-Eating Sharks, received combat subsidies they could never have imagined before after participating in just a few negotiations with the loyalists!
Playing the jungle yourself is nowhere near as efficient as begging for food.
This is the transport ship's supply list. This is the discussion list for material assistance, and this is the future trade agreement between the Man-Eating Shark and the Red Scorpion Relics.
And this—

"This is."

That was a record of the Badab War.

The inscription records the events when the Red Scorpion Chapter and the Mantis Warriors Chapter were ambushed by the Primarch Loka, a traitor who vanished ten thousand years ago, in an abandoned space station in the Sorrow Galaxy. It details the existence of those who truly rescued them.

It was a mysterious, ghostly figure that never revealed its true form—Otis could only see it shredding any chaotic dregs that dared to approach it as it moved swiftly and agilely.

"His body transformed into a dark cloud formed by millions of ravens, accompanied by the cawing of the crows that could silence all things, and millions of pairs of gleaming claws and sharp beaks coalesced into a storm that reached the heavens and touched the earth, playing a harmonious symphony."

Wow.

At that moment, all the parchment scrolls in Tiberius's hands fell to the ground.

"Father of Emptiness?"

Fugrim has disappeared.

Throughout these ten thousand years, even the Emperor's son and his offspring have been constantly searching for their genetic prototypes.

But nothing was gained.

This was the answer Casgar received after meeting Otis, the Chapter Master of the Red Scorpion.

The psionic teleport from Coz transported Casca to the Eisenstein, and the ship eventually carried him, who was about to explode, to safety in the storm-swept Eastfan system.

However, the other two Primarchs involved in the battle—the critically injured and unconscious Feluse and Fugrim beside Kasgar—disappeared without a trace during that fight.

No one knows where they went, and no one knows where they are now.

On the entire Istvan III, only Horus, who was in a state of chaos, remained—given his strength, it was impossible for any of the remaining sons of the emperor to leave alive.

But Horus seems to have gone completely mad: he keeps shouting the Emperor's name during the battle, and when he realizes that clearing out the remnants of the Emperor's sons on this planet will take a lot of time and seriously hinder his return to Holy Terra to meet the Emperor,

Therefore, Horus, impatient, ordered the cannons of the Vengeful Spirits to once again be aimed at the Chorus City, which had been almost reduced to ruins by the heavy bombardment, after returning to his own flagship.

The towering barrage of artillery fire transformed the planet's surface into an absolute hellscape.

Fortunately, most of the princes who were hiding underground and the last Shadowmoon Wolf, Loken, survived and received assistance from the Ranger Knights who arrived later.

At that time, the Sons of the Emperor's Legion numbered less than a hundred, and with the disappearance of the Primarch, the entire legion was on the verge of extinction.

Therefore, even after ten thousand years, compared to other founding groups, the number of the Emperor's Sons and their subgroups has always remained relatively scarce.

"For ten thousand years, we have never given up our mission to find Primarch Vograim, nor have we ever tried to awaken you."

Otis said with a somber expression.

The good news is that, as offspring of the Gene, they can sense that the Primarch is still alive and has not been corrupted by the power of Chaos.

This is already a stroke of luck amidst misfortune.

"In truth, it's as if we're under some kind of curse, as the remaining loyal Primarchs of the Empire are leaving us one by one."

Just like the remaining eight Loyalist founding members who have been searching for the Primarch, but for one reason or another the Primarch cannot return.

clue.

Kasgar needs a clue to find Fugrim.

His personal desire to find Fugrim was secondary; his primary motivation was Fugrim's status as an Imperial Warmaster who had once bravely fought against traitors.

If Fugrim can be brought back, with his near-unparalleled honor and strength, and his charm comparable to that of angels, Kasgar will face no obstacles in returning to Holy Terra.

Well, that's right.

That's it.

Compared to the grand undertaking of saving the entire galaxy that he needs to accomplish now, not being able to see Fugrim for the time being is really just a problem that can be overcome.

With the entire human world beset by internal and external troubles, how could Kasgar, as the only being who can save the Empire ten thousand years from now, possibly abandon all of humanity in the galaxy and wander around like a headless fly trying to find even a trace of a clue from Fugrim?

Warp spacetime does not exist. According to Otis, the leader of the Red Scorpion Chapter, since the entire human empire has had no clue about Fugrim for ten thousand years, it is very likely that she was teleported to a more distant future by Koz.

There's no use in being anxious now.
That's right, we can't rush it.
Although Kasgar really wants to bring back Fugrim, he now has to take it one step at a time.

If a Child of God, or Primarch, could appear alongside Casca to completely suppress the High Lords' rebellion, his chances of success would be greatly increased.

Whether it's finding clues about Fugrim or rebuilding the Emperor's Sons army, Kasgar needs to return to Chemoth, the Emperor's Sons' homeworld, and go back again.

But Casca doesn't have high hopes for this.

Most of the clues from ten thousand years ago are known only to Koz himself, who performs the psionic teleportation.

Since the psionic teleportation was able to send him to the Eisenstein, Koz might actually know Vograim's whereabouts.

The problem is—Koz has also disappeared.

Like Fugrim, this guy disappeared without a trace after the Battle of Istvan III.

Even if there are no clues in the end, his weapons and equipment from ancient times are still in this fortress monastery.

And the great apothecary Melusin, and the great sage Belisarius Caul—the fact that they dared to collaborate in creating the armor of fate on their bodies suggests that Caul and the prince had a good relationship.

If he could get the assistance of the Martian Mechanicus, represented by Caul.
Casgar was still on the bridge of the battle barge, dreaming about the future.

This ship is the one that Casca stole from the Loka in the Sadness Galaxy.

Although corrupted by the Chaos traitors, it has long since been restored to its original state after being purified by the dual power of the Inquisition and the psychic flames of Casgar. Now, with the initial decorations of Casgar's pirate fleet, it appears particularly...
Otis, the leader of the Red Scorpion Chapter, is so wealthy that he can even bribe a man-eating shark. He will not be stingy with his assistance to Kasgar, the ancient hero, or even their father.

Ammunition, equipment, weapons, resources and supplies, as well as a large number of experienced mortal crew members, were all crammed into the Casca fleet under the arrangement of the Red Scorpion Chapter Commander.

Not only were he given a large amount of urgently needed weapons, energy, and personnel supplies, but an entire company of Red Scorpion Space Marines were also appointed by the Chapter Commander to protect the warship being transported to Chemos.

—They say they're protecting this battle barge, but with Casca there, why would this battle barge need their protection?

The entire company of Red Scorpion warriors was just the initial core group that Otis sent to help him rebuild the legion.

A fully armed Red Scorpion Space Marine company, plus veterans of the Tiger Claw Chapter recruited through the pirate fleet.
Although the formation of the Imperial Legion in Casca is still a long way off, the visible progress is enough to make him extremely gratified.

Besides these Space Marines, he also had a number of mortal pirate helmsmen and Eldar Void Dreamers with considerable combat power (Red Scorpion does not accept the existence of the Impure, but in front of Kasgar, they must obey him) as logistics and support troops to assist the Space Marines in battle.

Although the fleet's combat capabilities are currently quite mixed, the advantage is that everyone can utilize their strengths. Just as Casca was somewhat boredly scanning the bridge of the battle barge, suddenly an alarm blared, accompanied by a significant rocking of the ship. The entire cabin was instantly illuminated by flashing red lights.

Not right.

During the warp jump, subspace turbulence often interferes with their warp jump, which is normal.

Given the nature of the subspace, anything is possible in this world.

Kaska, who had been closing his eyes to feel the flow of energy a moment before, opened them again.

But even with his own psychic powers, the turbulent subspace currents were enough to make his scalp tingle.

[Navigator's reminder: A recently observed subspace turbulence is heading in our direction.]

During the warp jump, crew members should remain in their designated positions within the ship's cabins, minimize movement, and wait for the subspace warp jump to complete.

The increasingly turbulent subspace currents were close at hand. Although the crew members had a premonition that their deaths were imminent, they could only entrust their lives and their hope of survival to the navigator.

At this point, all we can do is leave it to fate.

Bang!

The sickening crunching and clashing sounds emanating from the steel walls of the battle barge came again.

No one, not even the powerful psychic Casgar, would know that they would be attacked by the warp turbulence at this moment.

The chances are extremely small, but not entirely impossible.

—But the chances are really very small.

And this does not seem to be the peak of the impact from the warp turbulence.

As if a tremendous force was squeezing in from all directions, threatening to shake the entire ship apart, the turbulence had already deformed the deck at the very front of the ship. With intense compression and collisions, it seemed that it wouldn't be long before the entire ship was deformed and broken.

The crew members inside the cabin weren't having an easy time either.

The atomic clock seemed to have gone mad, spinning so fast it was practically sparking across its dial. Endless illusions and whispers filled the minds of everyone in the cabin. A warp rift was about to emerge from the collapsing laws of physics, with some things not belonging to the real world rising up.
but not now.

Bear!
"Stabilize the vessel and stay as far away from the eye of the storm as possible."

The golden-red flames burned away all the illusions, and the crew members at all levels on the main bridge regained their senses.

The crisis is far from over; under the impact of the subspace turbulence, the entire combat barge still faces the risk of disintegration.

Casca dared not slack off in the slightest.

Why did the turbulence find him at this time?

Is it because there's a mole among the navigators?

Not too possible.

Most of the human navigators in his ship's navigation team were from the Red Scorpion Legion, while the Eldar pirates who guided him regarded him as a god.

—Although the Red Scorpion Chapter are all extremists who believe in pure power, their previous warp jumps had all gone smoothly without any problems, thanks to the requirements of the legendary hero Kasgar and the excellent assistance of the Eldar pirate navigator Void Dreamer.

The sudden subspace storm was so bizarre that Kasgar couldn't help but wonder if it was the work of some mysterious entity.

There's no time to think about these things anymore.

Unrestrained flames erupted from Casca's hands in the next moment, covering the entire bow of the battle barge.

Thanks to the power of flames to ward off psionic attacks and repair damage, the bow of the battle barge managed to stabilize its shape and avoid exploding in the warp.

However, the subspace turbulence continued to batter the ship.

Apart from the bow he was protecting, the remaining parts of the battle barge also began to deform under the fierce impact.
On the verge of collapse.

If this continues, the entire combat barge will face the crisis of disintegration!
fast!
He needs to increase the power!
Next, the flames not only covered the ship

—Let him use psionic flames to stabilize the ship's structure and mitigate the effects of the warp storm!

Although Casgar now possesses power comparable to that of the Primarch, it is still too difficult for him to cover every corner of the ship with his fire power and burn and repair every area on it.

But he still persisted.

"No! The turbulence seems endless; we must seize this opportunity to cross over into the real world!"

Enveloped in golden-red flames, like a ship bursting forth from hell, the battle barge attempted to warp back at the last moment.

They might not know where they'd land, caught in the turbulence of the warp, but if they weren't teleported away soon, they'd never be able to land in the real world again!

"But it's impossible for us to create a stable subspace passage in this turbulence!"

"Then I'll do it!!!"

The repair of the psionic flames in Kasgar's hands never stopped, and he felt the flames in his heart burning at maximum power, unleashing the strongest power he had ever had.

"Open it for me!!!"

The endless warp currents seemed to come to a standstill at this moment, and a rift of just the right size gradually stabilized under the surrounding bursting golden flames.

It's like the hull of a battle barge.

"quick!"

Casgar shouted, "Helmsman! Lead our ship through the warp tunnel!!!"

The next moment, Kaska left the ship's interior accompanied by a beam of psionic teleportation.

He was responsible for maintaining the warp portal in front of him. If he went through the portal prematurely, the remaining half of the ship would be completely destroyed in the warp turbulence.

Hurry up!

As the turbulent currents washed over him, Kasgar felt his psychic power gradually weakening.

Until the very last moment, as the battle barge completely sailed out of the warp, Kasgar, already on the verge of exhaustion, used his last ounce of strength to follow his opponent and rush into the veil of the warp—

Chemos.

sunset.

The eternal twilight, just as it had been ten thousand years ago, once again covered the wasteland of Chemos.

Under this boundless, twilight sky, several scavengers, also known as nomads—although this abandoned land, devoid of all resources, no longer allows for nomadic life, the name has been preserved to this day.

A more elegant way to describe a homeless person.

The sons of emperors need this kind of elegance.

"Still looking at the Imperial City? Look, look, do you think that's a place you can go in?"

Following the shouts and curses, the young boy among the nomads lowered his head again.

He had always longed for the magnificent city that towered into the clouds in the distance, its end nowhere in sight.

That is the dwelling place of the gods.

I've heard legends say that great demigods live there.

Because of their past heroic deeds, they ascended to this eternal paradise. From then on, possessing supreme glory, they no longer had to suffer the hardships of the mortal world, and forever enjoyed the most exquisite food, music, and dance.

—But when will he be able to achieve the same feats as those demigods and ascend to this eternal paradise?
He had no answer.

"wrong!"

"Look what that is!!"

However, in Chemos's eternal twilight, something seemed to finally change.

That is--

A meteor, as bright as fire, fell from the twilight of Chemos.

combustion.

(End of this chapter)