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It was furious, confused, and regretful about why its own performance still revealed flaws.

That damned cursed creature, how could it possibly know how the Lord of Mankind should speak to his offspring? If it weren't for the protection of the Four Chaos Gods, I'm afraid that when Madel committed this blasphemous act, he would have been discovered by the cold sun in the Warp.

Then, no matter how far away it is, it will be burned to death by the cold sun, and then disappear along with its essence.

"I have carefully studied how a qualified human father should communicate with his children. I have consulted tens of thousands of samples and absorbed the memories of tens of thousands of loving fathers to carve out the appearance of the cursed one, but there are still mistakes and omissions."

"How can the cursed one be a father? Being nice to his child only reveals his flaws?"

Madel cursed in his heart, but he only dared to think about it. If he dared to curse the other party by name, he would be dead when the protection of the four gods disappeared.

Sanguinius, Roche and others fought and retreated, evacuating towards the exposed portal.

Although they have the most powerful angels by their side, fighting with an unknown Chaos Daemon is an extremely risky thing. They don't know what hidden means and trump cards the other party has, so it is better for them to meet up with Guilliman and Lion first.

What's more, Roche had already known from the prophecies and warnings of Conrad and Sanguinius that they might encounter demonic enemies on this trip, and had already prepared weapons specifically for these warp creatures.

There are tens of thousands of Astartes Legions outside, so why do we have to fight a single-handed battle with the Chaos Daemon here?

Roche fell out of the portal headfirst, and in front of him was Guilliman who was looking confused and Lion Johnson who was holding a more dangerous weapon.

He was just about to go over and join them when Guilliman drew out his own sincere dagger.

"Prove that you are you! Now!"

Lord Macragge roared, the chaos at the moment tormenting his rational brain. He judged from the moment Sanguinius entered the portal that everyone had fallen into the enemy's trap, and the enemy's target was Sanguinius.

But he couldn't be sure whether the person who emerged from the portal now was also part of the trap.

"You want to find a primitive planet to open up and cultivate after everything is over, Guilliman."

"You don't really want to be the Lord of Five Hundred Worlds or the Governor of the Second Empire. All you want to do is be a farmer and take care of your own little piece of land."

As Roche's words fell, the red-hearted dagger in Guilliman's hand loosened.

This is a secret that only he and Luo Xi know. The biggest dream of the almighty Lord Macragge is actually to be a country peasant.

"What happened to you? Conrad took you and Sanguinius and disappeared into the portal."

However, Roche's questions came faster. He grabbed Guilliman's Hand of Domination and asked impatiently.

"How long have we been in there? Damn, ten years. Do you know how I spent these ten years?"

Although the illusion created by the Warp for Sanguinius was false, the feeling it gave Roche was extremely real. He indeed witnessed the scene of everything being set right, how gratifying and heart-stirring it was.

For him, the incident with Daven Star was a long time ago.

"Ninety-nine seconds, I'm sure, until you come out of here." Guilliman relied on his super brain to count accurately.

Luo Xi let out a long sigh, and then he immediately spoke.

"There is a powerful Warp Demon inside. It is it and the existence behind it that planned everything. Sanguinius is fighting it now."

Iron Man Veronica also came out of the portal, but Sanguinius was nowhere to be seen.

However, the Red Alert sounded a red alert to him at this moment, and a powerful subspace reaction was appearing in orbit.

The Red Alert was the first to detect the enemy's presence, followed by the New Caliban and the three Glorious Queen-class battleships of the three legions.

Roxi and the Primarchs looked up and saw that the enemy had finally bared its fangs.

A strange fleet emerged from the void. They did not even experience a subspace jump, but directly emerged from the surroundings of the skull planet. The distorted form took on a concrete appearance after entering the real universe, and they were led by an extremely large floating island.

It is even two times larger than the New Caliban, but it is described as a floating island because its twisted and undulating shape is difficult to describe as a battleship.

However, in the expeditionary fleet in space, some veterans of the Iron Hands noticed something strange.

The ship, which was much larger than the Queen of Glory-class battleship, gave them a sense of déjà vu. They were certain that they had seen it someday in the past.

The strange floating island from the warp released a strong communication signal mixed with the screams of demons, which was enough to drive any mortal who heard it into a state of madness and stupidity.

But the Iron Hands recognized that familiar voice - that was their fucking ship, the lost battleship, the Iron Truth.

The enemy is advancing at a speed far beyond common sense. The corrupted attack cruiser Iron Veritas once survived the Battle of Isstvan V. Duran Atticus of the Iron Hands piloted it to escape the pursuit of the traitors and destroyed the Emperor's Children's battleship Calidora.

Afterwards, the battleship disappeared, but was seen again today, unexpectedly appearing in the enemy camp.

The Iron Hands' bionic throats were speechless, and the coldness and determination they had always maintained began to waver at this moment.

Shame and rage welled up in the heart of every Iron Hand, their ships had fallen into the hands of Chaos, and now stood against them.

The voice of Iron Father Crooks, who came to the Davin system with Guilliman, was hoarse and low, like a frosted hacksaw sawing an anvil.

He ordered the battleship's intelligent computer to scan and analyze the enemy's nature as much as possible. The moment he saw the enemy, he realized that the subspace had committed a blasphemous act against their Iron Truth.

The original form of the Iron Will had long since disappeared. A large number of steel and brass spikes spread out from its hull, as if interspersed with the corpses of countless victims. Countless giant pustules and scars appeared on the metal hull.

No one knew how a warship could grow pustules and scars like a flesh-and-blood creature, but it did happen. Those blasphemous things continued to expand and grow, and when they reached their peak, they burst and exploded, and countless filthy things spread further.

Instead of leaving a hole at the place where the pustule exploded, the armor of the battleship became thicker. The filth in the pustules became extremely hard after solidifying. It was these things that caused the battleship to continue to deform and grow.

Luo Xi on the ground could not see such a detailed scene. He only saw the huge monster emerging from the void, which actually opened a structure similar to a "jaw". This thing actually kept closing and opening its jaw like a living creature to satisfy its endless hunger and rage.

Its gaping maw could have swallowed an entire frigate, and countless jagged brass-cast skeleton cannons took their place, flames and acid and hot, bubbling blood slid down the barrels, lubricating these profane weapons of war.

Anyone could see that a naval battle between the expeditionary fleet and the demon fleet of the warp was about to break out.

Chapter 327: The Power of the New Caliban (Please Subscribe)

Countless demon warships appeared from the space where the Skull Planet was located. Countless brass spikes and horns appeared on their twisted and deformed hulls. The daunting rotten pustules and scars made people feel terrified. These aggressive enemy ships were attacking.

"The plan to seduce Sanguinius to fall has failed. They intend to force us to stay here." Luo Xi murmured.

Hill, Gantura and others are still on standby in the battleship in orbit. Just as Roche had promised, the White Scars' Space Marines became the drivers of the Thundercloud planetary battleship.

As the first planetary battleship, the New Caliban became Lion's Johnson's new flagship. Due to the arrival of the Primarchs of the Dark Angels and Blood Angels, the planetary battleship that was originally to be delivered to the White Scars was intercepted by the other side.

In this regard, Gunturanayan Khan could only show the grace of the Chogorians. They secretly sighed that the Khan was not there, otherwise the first battleship would have belonged to the White Scars.

According to Chagatai Khan's temper, he could choose not to fight or compete for other things and could show the virtue of humility, but for a battleship that could speed at high speeds in the real universe, he would fight for it even if it meant a duel with other brothers.

The commanders on the warships immediately integrated all the forces of the expeditionary fleet. All the ships seemed to be controlled by an invisible hand and quickly changed formations, turning around to meet the enemy.

The thinking and computing centers of these warships have been covered by the Black Stone Array. Under the control of artificial intelligence, the warships have gotten rid of the unbearable inefficiency of relying solely on manpower. Command information is transmitted at the speed of light, and the warships are so flexible that they do not seem like huge void creatures.

Led by the New Caliban and assisted by three Queen of Glory-class battleships, the huge fleet perfectly laid out its firepower network in the universe. Every enemy ship was under the calculation simulation of the intelligent computer, and even every macro cannon, every high-yield nuclear bomb, and every beam of light had its own clear target.

In the past, every time a macro cannon was fired, mortal slaves and modified servitors in the loading room were needed to push those extremely heavy shells. The difficulty and efficiency of this process can be imagined. Especially in order to prevent chain explosions, all macro cannon arrays have separate cabins and partitions.

The commander gave the order, and the shells were fired within three minutes. This was a result of the sincere cooperation of the crew members who had lived on the warship for generations, plus the whip of the supervisor was powerful enough.

All macro cannons, light spears and space torpedoes have special guidance and logistical support. The New Caliban slightly turned toward the enemy ship, and tens of thousands of large-caliber macro cannons on the hundreds of kilometers long ship had already pierced through the barrel.

The power of these macro cannons is enough to destroy a heavy cruiser in one go, and under the attack of multiple macro cannons, even a battleship will have no choice but to die.

The dark, locust-like demon fleet was filled with too many small and medium-sized warships. Like the Iron Truth, most of them were "missing ones" that disappeared into the warp during the storm of destruction.

There were so many starships that when all the human crew members went mad in the storms and whispers of the warp, the remaining steel creations could not escape the corrosion of the Sea of ​​Souls.

Their steel hulls and the machine souls maintained by the Mechanicus all sank under the power of the Most High, transforming into monster-like demonic warships.

The violent antimatter energy pile of the New Caliban is undergoing annihilation reactions all the time. Infinite energy is injected into the engine and converted into power with an efficiency that is unimaginable to the Mechanicus.

The New Caliban's massive size was not matched by its sluggishness, and even the Queens of Glory were left to languish in front of their successors.

"Hahaha! Faster, faster!"

Guntura led his White Scars to hold various posts on the New Caliban. Apart from the Space Marines and a small number of the original crew of the Indomitable Truth, the entire battleship had only some mortal auxiliary troops and armed servitors. Compared with the size of this 100-kilometer-class battleship, the number of humans was pitifully small.

Large-scale automation has infinitely magnified the battleship's acceleration capability. Everyone except the Space Marines has entered the cabin filled with deep-sea fluid. The horrifying acceleration is enough to crush a mortal's body into a meat patty.

Only the Astartes wearing Star-type power armor could withstand this acceleration, especially the White Scars. Their blood seemed to boil only at super speed. With magnetic locks on their power boots, they moved briskly on the deck of the battleship, completely unlike their slightly sluggish cousins ​​of the Extreme Marines.

"Hurry, hurry! Men of Chogoris, free the New Caliban completely!"

"She's horny as hell."

Guntura's voice rang out across the comms channel, and all the White Scars were doing their best to unleash the primal instincts of this new beast.

The New Caliban disappeared from everyone's sight, and only the scanning array could capture the traces of its extremely fast movement.

It is difficult for the human eye to perceive objects at this speed. At this moment, the expedition fleet was divided into two parts: the New Caliban and other warships.

Countless spears of light cut through the dark universe and smashed into the enemy's demon fleet like raindrops.

Under the watering of the rain of light spears, the cloud of dark demon warships was constantly eroded and devoured, and their numbers dropped sharply. The light spears released by this planetary battleship could even directly evaporate an entire small battleship.

Whirlwind torpedoes and super-large-yield antimatter bombs were continuously dropped from the battleship's pipes. These weapons, which were originally extremely difficult to use at near-light speeds, fell into a perfect predetermined orbit under the command of the intelligent computer's super floating-point computing power.

The torpedo attacked at sub-light speed. Even if it did not explode, the impact force of this sub-light weapon alone was enough to severely damage the battleship's void shield.

Countless gun barrels fired macro cannons, countless arrays of light spears fired the wrath of God, and the New Caliban completely liberated itself at super high speed.

The beast of Caliban and the rider of Chogorith became one, and the brains merged with each other, allowing the White Scars to drive the ship as they would their own body.

The three Queen of Glory-class battleships also began to launch hundreds of high-yield delayed-fire nuclear bombs. When these primitive weapons that humans had mastered in the second millennium exploded with power, it was proved that nuclear weapons have never been outdated.

If it is outdated, then it must be that the equivalent is not large enough.

The demon fleets melted away like snow under the scorching sun. A powerful electromagnetic storm was born in the devastating bombardment, enough to instantly burn the thinker computers of ordinary warships.

The floating island of Iron Truth, which had been corrupted by Chaos and turned into something incomparably huge and twisted, attracted the vast majority of the firepower. The loyalists' warships didn't even need to aim much, they just had to fire in a general direction.

The New Caliban's star-destroying cannon, which is powerful enough to destroy all life on the surface of a planet, has completed charging. This ultra-high-temperature, high-energy weapon consumes a huge amount of energy, and only the reactor of a planetary battleship can support this energy output.

It was as if a miniature star was born at the bow of the ship. Directly in front of the star-destroying cannon, countless electromagnetic storms and energy vortices with diameters of thousands of kilometers formed. Countless particles were destroyed at madly accelerated speeds, and the terrifying momentum directly hit the center of the Iron Truth.

Whether it was the brass ramming spikes or the twisted and corrupted scars and herpes, the blue-purple hull was mixed with the pink-purple, and then turned into nothingness under the bombardment of the star-destroying cannon.

Endless light and heat, endless electromagnetic storms and energy vortexes destroyed the warp corruption on these twisted warships, completing the purification in a purely physical way.

The power of the Warp makes it highly immune to the trauma of the real universe, but when this power is large enough, all immunity is false.

In front of the might of the New Caliban, even the three Glorious Queen-class battleships became foils, not to mention the warships of the expeditionary fleet which became the best background board.

There was nothing in front of him but empty ruins, which marked the end of this short space naval battle.

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The fierce naval battle in space can be clearly seen even on the surface of Daven through the thin atmosphere.