Warhammer 40: My Fiancée Fulgrim

With various illusions constantly appearing in his mind, Saint Gilles couldn't possibly choose an absolutely correct prophecy from them.

(Even before he ultimately died at the hands of Horus, Sanguiles prophesied that he would die at Kabanha, at the Battle of Terra, and at Angron. It wasn't until he finally fought his way up through all the ranks to face the final death prophecy—dying at Horus.)

Although the content of recent prophecies...

It would often turn into Horus whispering in her ear things she couldn't understand, like the thirty-and-a-half-centaur gold ring and the constellation book.

"Although I am not very clear about the specific process of prophecy, Casca has never shown it to me."

"Forgrim replied, his expression inexplicably somewhat dejected as he spoke."

"But his predictions about the future have never been wrong, and our Emperor's son has always been able to turn misfortune into good fortune by relying on the content of his predictions."

That's how it is.

Saint Gilles's expression towards Casca held a different hue.

I'll have to ask him for advice on how to control my psychic prophetic abilities.

The Horus prophecy she is now experiencing is causing her great distress in her production and daily life.

When I close my eyes, all I can think of is the 30-year Centaur Gold Ring Astrology Book.

Who can stand this?

and many more.

Suddenly, the scenery before Saint Gilles' eyes changed dramatically.

changed!

The content of the psychic prophecy has suddenly changed!

Finally, he's no longer the Horus who kept shouting about the Centaur Golden Ring Constellation Book for thirty years!

It was a desolate scene, amidst a sea of ​​red sand.

She saw a gladiator.

and also

A demon, a red demon.

Although Saint Gilles knew the truth of the Empire, he knew that there were no supernatural forces like demons in this world.

But in the prophecy, she seems to firmly believe that the other party is the devil.

And that demon came specifically for her.

Are they chasing after her?

Wait, it's not a chase, it's a pursuit?

Saint Gilles didn't quite understand.

Is a demon pursuing her?

The prophetic images are incomprehensible, as strange as Horus, who kept shouting about the Centaur Golden Ring Constellation Book for thirty years.

Perhaps Casca can glean the correct information from this prophecy.

Saint Gilles thought to himself.

Of course, she couldn't possibly know that Casca couldn't make prophecies at all.

"Saint-Gilles?"

Awakening from the prophecy, the angel realized that almost everyone's eyes were on her.

"Feel sorry."

She waved her hand gracefully, somewhat awkwardly, "Please continue."

"Ok."

Casca nodded and continued.

"Perhaps some of you will find my blunt and unreasonable assertions strange."

"You may not believe it, but please remember what I'm about to say, it might be very useful."

"First of all, the planet we observed, called Sagan, is just a tiny tentacle of this vast alien kingdom that spans many star systems."

"The Nephilim also have their fleet that spans the entire universe, but this is not something they cannot handle."

"In fact, the firepower of our combined fleet can completely overwhelm the enemy."

Just kidding, this is the fleet of the Word Bearers.

You can say that Huaiyan is bad, but you can never say that their strength on paper is weak!

During the Great Rebellion, the three Abyssal Furies and the two Glory Queen-level terrifying strengths were not just empty words.

(Then they were all padded)

Even with only two Glory Queens and a small escort fleet, their void naval warfare capabilities are absolutely overwhelming.

He didn't even need to use the Emperor's Pride.

"But our goal is not to destroy every world we see, but to make better use of them."

"Compared to naval warfare, their special combat and control capabilities on the planet's surface are what I'm most concerned about."

"These aliens are often nearly twice the size of a normal Astartes, and are very similar to some kind of marine creature. And even though they seem to move extremely slowly, they can actually burst into extremely fast instantaneous movement."

"Their movement is like that of fish swimming in the air, darting and spinning, very slippery."

"As for weapons, these guys' shrieking pulse weapons and the trembling chanting voices they make when they shriek will also have a psionic attack effect on our side, so please be careful before you encounter them."

A detailed account of everything.

"The color of their bulky, flat bodies seemed to indicate the usual rank and status. Blue was the type of ordinary soldier; green played a role similar to apothecaries or squad sergeants."

"The one in gray is the captain."

Sanguis had to admit that Casca's strategy did indeed seem somewhat unconventional.

This guy is different.

666, this one is Gui.

He revealed all the information about the alien he hadn't even met yet.

Even Horus, who was hailed as a strong contender for the next War General, wouldn't be able to list all the information about the alien enemies they hadn't yet encountered before the battle even began.

Saint Gilles had no doubt what a positive impact the future expeditionary campaign would have if Casca's prophecy were correct.

Unwittingly, Saint Gilles' eyes began to shine.

It really is glowing.

"What I want to tell you now is the most crucial point: the Nephilim's ability to exploit and control humanity."

Casca stepped forward to provide commentary.

Everyone at the meeting listened intently to his speech.

He did not interrupt him because his words were baseless.

"The Nephilim feed on the life force of radiation, especially on humans and even other races that may possess psychic powers."

Given that we are still in the Imperial Truth stage, Kasgar must constantly control himself and avoid saying anything he shouldn't.

"As for the meaning of the life force radiated, it is—faith."

faith.

Speaking of this, Luo Jia is no longer sleepy.

Chapter 126 You didn't want this to happen, did you, Luo Jia?

On the Ninth Army's battle barge.

The Glory Queen-class battleship named "Red Tears" was moored not far in front of the battle barge.

The massive hull is adorned with numerous gold and red lace and stripe decorations on both sides, and even features white stone wings at the bow as decoration, along with a huge arrowhead decorated with stripes of bright copper, bronze, and red steel.

At the bow of the ship is a huge transparent dome that looks like an eye that never blinks.

The ship's overall design is elegant and magnificent.

Even these complex and numerous decorations may, to some extent, affect naval combat performance.

This was a gift from the Emperor to the Primarch of the Ninth Legion, Saint Gilles.

It is said that this Glory Queen-class battleship was once the Emperor's personal vessel. After Saint Gilles returned, he tidied up the "Red Tear" and gave it to Saint Gilles.

Trade in your old Glory Queen ship for a new one.

However, this extremely ornate warship did not seem to be well-received by the ghouls.

Such an extremely ornate creation is clearly at odds with the Ninth Legion's consistent style of simplicity and efficiency.

Even within the Legion, many Space Marines wear their power armor in its original plastic steel color, without even bothering to apply any paint.

They only painted a touch of red on the shoulder armor as a legion insignia.

"It doesn't seem like a machine for conquest, but rather a toy designed to please women."

Standing in front of the observation window of the battle barge, Amit said rather irritably.

“Amit. Do not attempt to challenge the Emperor’s authority.”

Radolph raised his voice slightly.

To dare to criticize the emperor so directly is really going too far.

Amit shut his mouth after being scolded by Radolon.

I heard him grunt a few times in dissatisfaction behind me, and then he headed towards the boarding gate.

"Prepare to board the landing gunboats; we will be transferring to the Ninth Army's new flagship."

"Also, remember to remind all the combat brothers in the new flagship to restrain their bloodlust during this period."

"We need to make a good impression on the Primarch."

Even if it leaves a good impression, there won't be many.

"Yes."

The Emperor's Pride

"Feeding on faith?"

Luo Jia raised her head slightly: "These aliens draw sustenance from human faith to sustain themselves?"

"Yes."

"Damn aliens!!!"

The usually gentle and mild-mannered Luo Jia was instantly enraged: "These alien creatures dare to impersonate the emperor to deceive humans into believing in them and then feed on them!"

This is no longer your average alien!

Must hit hard!

In fact, the alien did not impersonate the Emperor.

But Luo Jia seems to have gotten caught up in his own narrative logic.

If they weren't impersonating emperors, how could these hypocritical gods and Buddhas gain the worship of humankind?

Luo Jia's words almost instantly ignited the fuse.

The roars and fighting spirit of the most loyal followers are now being transmitted continuously to the Emperor's Pride through the communication devices.

"I agree to the operation on Sagan, and I request that we Word Bearers be the main force in the landing battle."

"We must destroy the blasphemous faith with our own hands, and we will correct our misguided people ourselves!"

"We are the Word Bearers, the Emperor's most loyal warriors!"

"With the Emperor's power, we are invincible!"

Although Luo Jia is not good at debating, he is arguably the most inspiring person when it comes to public speaking.