Warhammer 40: My Fiancée Fulgrim

A shimmering golden light—

Centaur

Chapter 104 Hill: Why is your helmet all red?

The war finally came to an end.

There's no need to elaborate on Gadinal's resistance forces.

Before Aqua could destroy the shield generator and detonate Gadinar's command and control center, Phyllis and her Iron Hand had already wiped out all remaining resistance forces outside the city.

Meanwhile, with the command center of the Star Orbiter detonated, the Star Orbiter, now out of control, was torn to pieces by the combined fleet's artillery fire and ramming, rendering it unable to pose any threat to the surface.

In the end, as Kasgar's psionic flames grew ever stronger, the Sapphire King, which had been wrapped around Philus, had no choice but to retreat into the warp and never made a sound again.

Even the Sword Saint Aqua was saved from the brink of death by Kaska, whose spiritual power was gradually awakening.

all the best.

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“Cicero and his personal guard did not return alive.”

Kasgar received a report from the Ultramarines.

While he was still hesitant, it was Cicero who persuaded him and took the initiative to break through the remaining enemy defenses.

Unfortunately, just as Casca managed to break through the Gadinar's defenses and into the enemy lines, he and his Ultramarines, who were prepared to die, fell at the last moment of the war.

Perhaps it wouldn't be difficult for him to survive.

Even with Guilliman's help, he, as the chapter commander, was able to rebuild the 413th Expeditionary Fleet alive.

Failure is a common occurrence on expeditions.

In the struggle between various alien and human interstellar empires, no commander can boast of being invincible.

But his honor as an Ultra Warrior led him to choose to give it all up and gladly face death.

After delivering the report to him, the Ultramariner lightly pounded his chest twice before silently walking away into the distance.

"Warriors of the Steel Hand, I am unharmed."

Seeing that Phyllis and Kasgar had joined forces to eliminate the effects of the evil sorcery, the Iron Hands erupted in another round of loud cheers.

In their understanding, the Mother of Steel had just been controlled by the damned Gadinars using evil sorcery.

Fortunately, with the help of the members of the Thousand Sons Think Tank and the assistance of the commander from the Emperor's Son, they successfully thwarted the last counterattack of the Gadinars.

Now is the time to purge these scumbags.

Excited battle cries erupted once again from the steel hand.

In the Iron Tenth Legion, the weak don't even have the right to eke out a living!

Not to mention those idiots like Gardiner who don't even know their own limitations!

Normally, she would never have allowed these weaklings who dared to challenge her authority time and time again to have a chance to live.

Phyllis looked into the terrified eyes of the Gadinar civilians and fell silent.

The dust has settled.

She sensed that Aqua's death had affected her to some extent.

If only the weak die, then what about Aqua, who sacrificed her life for them?

"The war is over. Use the broadcast system to inform them to prepare."

The war is over!

Phyllis let them go!

Panic instantly transformed into a frenzied celebration and revelry, surging and roaming through the crowd.

"What? You're saying Aqua isn't dead?!"

"She's not dead?!"

The Fist of Steel, [The Forging Chamber]

Sitting alone on the Iron Throne, Philus asked Casca in an incredulous tone.

But how is this possible! ?

How could a human possibly survive the impact of a psionic reactor explosion?

"Yes, I saved her."

Casca nodded.

"After awakening my psychic powers, I felt more and more that the flames in my hands could neutralize the threat of psychic energy."

"Then, with the help of the Ultra Warriors, I managed to break through many obstacles and successfully neutralized the impact of the psionic energy."

"It's that simple?"

Philus remained skeptical of Casca's claims.

After all, he could survive the reactor explosion that even the Steel Hand's countless heavy weapons could not overload, simply by relying on the psionic flames in his hand.

Kasgar's true strength is probably more terrifying than anyone imagines.

But that's okay.

It's just magic immunity!

Titus did it too.

He did it twice more.

As the son of the Emperor, it's not surprising that Casca could withstand the reactor.

"If that's the case, then let's talk about something more crucial."

At this time, the battle on the main planet of Gadinar had just ended, and Casgar expressed his desire to speak with Philus alone, leaving even the two Terminator guards beside him behind.

Only Amar from the Thousand Sons Think Tank can participate in the discussion between the two.

This would absolutely not be allowed in the Iron Hands Warband, which is filled with mama's boys.

However, given that Casca had recently thwarted an assassination attempt by the Gadinars and rescued Philus from danger on the final battlefield.

After several successful attempts, and with Phyllis defying all opposition, the two arranged this detailed discussion in the forging room.

"So, what kind of monster is that?"

Phyllis felt a little uneasy about what had happened not long ago.

She has a particularly clear memory of her thoughts from the past few days.

Because of her clear memory, she felt a strange fear about the subtle changes in her thinking.

She knew perfectly well that it wasn't her idea, but she didn't feel anything unusual at the time. It wasn't until after everything was over that she became increasingly frightened as she reflected on it.

Now, the modification of the Steel Hand has once again been forbidden by Philus.

Although there was widespread lamentation within the Iron Hand Legion, it did not deter her determination to persevere.

"This is what you mean by the influence of subspace life forms?"

"Is it the kind of creature we encountered on the wrecked spaceship in the future?"

"Yes."

"The reason the Emperor forbids us from conducting too much research on psionic energy is precisely because he fears that we will be subtly influenced by it."

As he spoke, Casca glanced at the Thousand Sons Think Tank beside him.

The waters of the subspace are very deep.

It's not something we, who have no strategy for dealing with, can interfere with.

"So what should we do now? What if these things affect us again?"

Phyllis's voice grew softer and softer.

The thought of the future legion turning into those inhuman, ghostly figures found in wrecked spaceships filled her with intense dread.

"Besides your flames, is there any other way to get rid of these damned things?"

"This is precisely the problem that is giving me the biggest headache."

Casca replied helplessly.

He certainly wanted to remind the Primarchs of the influence from the Warp.

But when it comes to demons, without a strategy to deal with them, saying too much is just asking for trouble.

The current Imperial Empire still adheres to Imperial Truth, and Phyllos is the Primarch who is closest to the Cult of Mechanics.

But Omnisiah can't protect anyone.

In this universe, besides him being able to burn demons with fire, the only other way to exorcise demons is through faith in Old Man Huang.

So what should Casca do now?

Should we give her a copy of the Book of the Word?

After going around in circles, it seems that Casca always ends up back in Luojia's place.

(Luo Jia hasn't returned yet.)

My head hurts, my head hurts.

"It seems that apart from the psionic flames in my hands, there is really no better way to deal with these guys."

"However, if we're talking about identifying the influence of subspace creatures, I would suggest that we use a think tank to help us identify them."

As he spoke, Kasgar looked at Amal beside him, and the latter nodded to him.

"While we may not be able to expel them back into subspace, they can report to me immediately if any problems are discovered."

Currently, the veil between the warp and the real world is still very thick, and Kasgar is not worried that the demons will directly invade the real world.

Even without any support and without the victim resisting, Kasgar's flames still possess a powerful special attack when used for exorcism.

The Grey Knight is known as Little Kasgar.

"it is good."

"Amal, I intend to transfer a small portion of your Thousand Sons Think Tank from the 413th Expeditionary Fleet to the 52nd Expeditionary Fleet. Are you willing to accept this arrangement?"

"It is my great honor, my lord."

"By the way, Amal, I must reiterate one point: you must not conduct any further research on subspace creatures without my protection. This is the bottom line I'm leaving for you."

“You are our window to monitor warp life. If something happens to you, the entire legion is finished.”

Amar simply smiled at this.

"Don't worry, Commander. Even great Primarchs can be affected by them, so I naturally have a sense of awe for them."

"That's good."

Seeing this, Casca breathed a sigh of relief.

Now that the Thousand Sons Think Tank is still under their protection, it will be much more difficult for the demon to bewitch Philus again.

The Battle of Gardiner has ended.

After Philus conquered the capital fortress of the main star, the remaining planets in the system were crushed and captured by Philus's steel torrent with overwhelming force.

Thanks to the Steel Hand Primarch's precise calculations.

While her bombing and surface fire destroyed the enemy's resistance, they also largely preserved the ancient industrial system on the Gardinal.

As for how to rebuild and repair these industrial systems, how to restore the people of Gadinar, who have just suffered a devastating war, to normal production and life, and how to contribute to the Great Expedition.

Phyllis could certainly make plans based on her precise calculations.

However, now there is a Primarch who is more skilled at this, and he is about to take over the matter.

"Welcome, Robert Guilliman."

Robout Guilliman, the Primarch of the Ultramarines from the Twelfth Expeditionary Fleet, is rushing towards the Gadinal system at full speed after receiving Cicero's distress signal.