Warhammer: Expedition to the Multiverse from 30k

"Traitor!" An extremely cold whisper came from the dark angel.

"Today is your end." Chagatai Khan was as graceful as the wind, and the white tiger knife in his hand flashed with cold light.

"Judgment is coming." The archangel flapped his wings and hovered in the air.

"The cage has fallen. You have no way to retreat." The Chief of the Terra Guards blocked this space with the Imperial Fist.

The last man, holding a war hammer, walked out of the darkness that completely blended with his skin color.

Vulkan, wearing a golden laurel crown, wearing artifact armor, and holding the Burning Hand hammer in his hand, filled the last gap.

"Atone for your stupidity, brother. This is your only chance."

Magnus looked in disbelief at the Primarch brothers who gathered around him. He felt like he was having a nightmare.

Chapter 551 Lao Ba, I suspect I am an undercover agent (Please follow)

Magnus stared hard at his one eye, and even reached out his hand to rub it and blow away the non-existent dust on it.

It’s fake, definitely all fake.

He quickly took inventory and found that there were six Primarchs loyal to the Emperor appearing before him in the Shadow Prison of the Imperial Palace.

Magnus remembered that the last time everyone was so gathered together was at the Council of Nikaea, when the Emperor gathered a large group of Primarchs to vote on the issue of the Thousand Sons' abuse of psychic powers.

He still remembered being forced to defend his sons' actions at the meeting, and he vehemently declared that all his actions and those of the Thousand Sons were justified and correct. He even quoted Plato's Allegory of the Cave to satirize his accusers, led by Mortarion.

His argument was impeccable, but it was not understood or recognized by his brothers. Even his father stood against him and directly ruled to restrict the use of psychics.

No one in the Empire is allowed to use psionics except astropaths and navigators.

Magnus smelled a familiar stench of loathing that he would never forget even if ten thousand years passed.

It was the stench of a savage giant wolf from a barbaric world, full of the smell of uncivilized and ignorant stupidity.

"Leman Russ!!"

When the smell rushed into his nose, the Red King instantly became angry. When enemies meet, they are particularly jealous of each other. Although the hatred between them was a misunderstanding instigated by Horus, the blood feud between him and the Wolf King could no longer be resolved.

"My brother, we have been deceived by these lackeys of the false emperor. This is simply a trap. You go first and let me cover you!"

"Your sons may have been killed, allowed here to perform the ritual and then murdered by these damned creatures, just as my sons were killed in Prospero."

Magnus said this almost gritting his teeth, and at the same time he summoned a psychic wave to maintain the shrinking subspace bridge behind him. This seemed to be a one-way passage, and it automatically began to collapse when they came over.

Fortunately, Magnus had studied it before he came here. Although he didn't understand its principles, he could at least keep it going for a while longer.

Many Primarchs suddenly felt it was ridiculous. At this desperate moment, this damn Red Ogryn actually wanted to send Konrad Curze away first?

He is quite brotherly.

Even Conrad Curze, who had a very flexible sense of morality, still felt a wave of weirdness and a very dull sense of guilt after hearing Magnus's roar.

Nostramo rarely have such feelings. On his home planet, this feeling is more precious and rare than sunlight.

Koz stood there awkwardly, and he rubbed his pair of lightning claws named Kindness and Forgiveness against each other, making a sound of metal clashing, to cover up his embarrassment.

"Cough cough."

Midnight Haunter stood there, not moving an inch.

The other six Primarchs slowly gathered around, forming a large encirclement, with the Black Guards of the Shadow Prison filling in between them.

The Sisters of Silence, who are known as the Emperor's Claws together with the Emperor's Guards, will naturally not miss this battle against the most powerful psychic Primarch.

The Annihilation Knight Kyria Kaslin of the Sisters of Silence appeared behind the Imperial Guard with a dozen of the most experienced battle sisters.

As the Emperor's perfect bio-alchemical creations, the Custodians have almost invulnerable physical attack and defense capabilities, and their psychic resistance is far greater than that of the Astartes.

However, since the enemies of the Imperial Guards are often demons with extremely strong psychic powers or super psychics, they appear to have weak psychic powers.

If the physical attack and defense of the Imperial Guards are given 90 points, their psychic resistance is only 80 points, so the Sisters of Silence are needed to make up for this slight shortcoming.

The Annihilation Knights joined forces with their battle sisters to stack their soulless stances on each other. Compared to the almost uncontrollable anti-psychic abilities of ordinary Untouchables, they are undoubtedly masters in this area.

Magnus howled in pain. Under the pressure of this powerful soulless stance, his powerful psychic power melted away like spring snow.

If it were an ordinary psychic, this blow alone would be enough to cause them to explode and die, but Magnus was only temporarily suppressed.

He still maintained a psionic shield around himself, and even put one on Konrad Curze.

"Let's go, let's go!"

The Red King's desperate cry was moving, but unfortunately, the purpose of his trusted brother contacting him from the beginning was to lure him into a trap.

"I'm sorry, my brother."

The sound of the blade piercing flesh was very low, and kindness and forgiveness penetrated Magnus' muscles and internal organs from behind.

Magnus had been stabbed through the kidney.

When Curze's cold hissing sound came from behind him, Magnus was stunned. He turned his head slowly in disbelief, and his tall body kept shaking as if he had some disease.

His one eye was fixed on Koz's face, with no hatred in it, but rather confusion, unwillingness and reluctance.

"So you really are undercover? Bro."

"I would rather believe that I am undercover."

Magnus remembered the earnest advice his son Ahriman had given him.

He warned his father that the sudden appearance of the Midnight Haunter must be accompanied by some unspeakable secrets and conspiracy, and he must be prepared.

But Magnus did not believe him at all. Instead, he thought that his descendants did not understand the sincere feelings between him and his brothers.

Moreover, Curze also betrayed the Emperor. Could it be that this kid has gone crazy again and quietly returned to the Emperor's arms?

There was no way his father would forgive him. He would not forgive every rebellious son.

If loyalty is not absolute, it is absolutely disloyal. Magnus knew that since he took that step, there would be no turning back.

Magnus roared and used arcane power to knock the Night Haunter behind him away.

"The Emperor must step down from the Golden Throne. You are the only one among us who is capable of taking on this responsibility. Come back, Magnus. As long as you sit on the Golden Throne, you will have the possibility of paying for the heinous crimes you committed before."

Chagatai Khan took a few steps forward, pointed his scimitar downward, and spoke to his old friend with great sincerity.

"Just like when I spoke to your fragment in Prospero, I asked him how I could save my brother, and he answered me: it's too late."

The Khan was a close friend of Magnus, and they had fought together to preserve the Librarian's existence during the Council of Nikaea.

"Don't force us to take action. You know you don't have any chance at this moment." Sanguinius said casually, holding the Crimson Sword.

At this distance, Magnus's psychic power could not protect him. If he wanted to, he could completely subdue the Crimson King within ten rounds.

Including Konrad Curze, there were a total of seven Primarchs, hundreds of Shadow Prison Black Guards, a dozen of the most elite Sisters of Silence, and Roxi and Malcador who were controlling the situation from a distance.

The Warp vortex behind Magnus quickly shrank under the pressure of the Sisters of Silence and transformed back into its original blue mist.

"Surrender, this is the final warning!" Ryan Johnson whispered, like a terrifying beast grinding its teeth and sucking blood in the jungle of Caliban.

Unlike his other brothers, he was the only one who really wanted to chop off Magnus's head to punish him for his damnable treason.

When a male lion wants to kill you, you better be able to defend yourself.

Magnus turned around on the spot, and finally pointed the golden scimitar in his hand at Leman Russ who was holding the Spear of Dionysus.

"You think you can control me like this? Dream on!"

"I will never give in!"

Chapter 552: Physics is also a principle, and swordsmanship is also a law (seeking follow-up)

In this desperate situation, Magnus still planned to fight to the end.

I just don't know if he would rather die than surrender, or if he is so arrogant as to think that his own strength can help him escape the encirclement of the seven primarchs.

His mind was in turmoil, not only because the brother he trusted wholeheartedly had deceived him from the very beginning, but also because he felt the piece of himself that represented his kindness.

The fragment is very close and is now in the palace of Terra.

Magnus also sensed the presence of one of his sons, whom he recognized as the loyalist of the Legion, Rewell Arvida.

Ever since his soul was shattered by Leman Russ, Magnus has been eager to restore himself to wholeness. This has even become an obsession, the anchor and meaning of his existence.

After all, he is not the real Magnus now, but an entity called "Scarlet King" formed by the fusion of soul fragments collected by Ahriman and other Thousand Sons leaders.

Even though he was now surrounded by enemies, Magnus was still unwilling to let go of the soul fragment that was so close to him.

The desire from the bottom of his heart made him give up the idea of ​​escaping. Even if he had to fight to the death, he had to get back what belonged to him.

Power, I need more power...

Magnus shouted in his heart as he frantically drew energy from the warp to strengthen himself.

Before, at the final moments of the Battle of Prospero, he signed a contract with the Lord of Change in order to save his legion, and transferred his offspring to the Wizard Star in the warp.

The Scarlet King also knew that the evil god he had surrendered to was not completely reliable. It was he who had bewitched him and gave him a slight push when his psychic communication was blocked outside the Emperor's Webway.

Magnus's power was originally not enough to break through the barrier set up by the Emperor. If Tzeentch had not intervened, the consequences would not have been so devastating.

But now he had no choice. Magnus threw away all his bottom line and reason and siphoned the power of ether.

His body was expanding wildly like an inflatable balloon, and his runaway spiritual energy even broke through the suppression of a dozen silent nuns.

Normally, it would be impossible for a psyker to break through the soulless state of the Sisters of Silence, but Magnus was the Primarch, the most powerful psyker under the Emperor, and even Malcador the Sigillite could not match him.

When the power is strong enough, there is nothing absolute in the world.

Magnus's power was increasing rapidly, increasing rapidly, and he used incredible psychic power to move the battlefield outside the Shadow Prison, to the wreckage of the Webway between reality and the warp.

"This guy... is stronger than before."

Leman Russ held the Spear of Dionysus tightly in front of himself and used the power of this artifact to form a shield to protect his brothers.

A shining purple light shone in his eyes. After passing the Trial of Fenris, the Wolf King had awakened his own Warp essence and even severely damaged Horus in the decisive battle.

It is no exaggeration to say that among the seven loyal Primarchs present, even Sanguinius might not be able to defeat Leman Russ who holds the Spear of Dionysus.

The Wolf King survived a decisive battle with Horus, and now, after being reborn under the power of the Emperor, his understanding and mastery of power has reached a new level.

"I did make mistakes, but I'm not the only one who made mistakes. Didn't you make mistakes? Didn't my father make mistakes?"