Warhammer 40: My Fiancée Fulgrim

A hail of bullets rained down on the towering aliens and their minions.

Debate?

Those who harbor ill intentions never do this.

In their eyes, all the ungodly will be burned by their eternal and endless fire of truth!

The surface battle ended quickly.

After a short period of time, the Nephilim's surface forces were swiftly annihilated.

Poor Nephilim.

The troops left behind on the surface could never have imagined that the Word Bearers would mobilize all of them, with nearly 100,000 Astartes descending to the surface to carry out the cleansing.

All I can say is that he didn't die unjustly.

"The alien slave owners are dead, and the mind control on those human faces should fade away quickly."

Luo Jia held up the Iribas in his hands like a two-handed power hammer, standing on a high point and looking down.

I must say, this fire hammer made by my own disciple is actually quite handy to use.

Where are human settlements on this planet?

With the alien's mind control fading, humanity on the planet should be in a state of extreme confusion.

This is the perfect time to promote imperial faith and the "Imperial Truth".

"Reporting to Lord Luojia, according to the confessions of the alien soldiers who have recovered, the largest human settlement is located at the sacred mountain in the northeast."

"Inside the sacred mountain is a great altar from the gods."

"It was there that the conversion of these qualified human believers was completed."

"Alright, everyone get on the gunboat and come with me."

"Remain at the landing site to prevent the aliens from airdropping new troops onto the surface."

"Yes."

After a considerable flight, Luo Jia and some of the Word Bearers beside him arrived at the sacred mountain that the human captive had mentioned.

The mountains here are no different in shape from those on other planets, and their appearance does not reveal any "sacredness" about them.

Only the entrance to a giant cave, tens of meters high, tells of the extraordinary nature of this place.

hiss.

Looking at the dark entrance to the cave, Luo Jia sensed something was wrong.

There is an ominous sign.

But he quickly dismissed this superstitious idea.

Faith in the truth of the Emperor and the Empire is paramount.

But the Imperial Truth told him that there were no demons or monsters in this world, and that humanity should use scientific and rational thinking to explain the unknown.

Believe in the truth of the empire.

With that in mind, he stepped inside first.

Above Decora, in the void.

Unlike the devastation on land, the two sides in the naval battle continued to exchange fire.

Lacking sufficient support from Astartes boarding personnel, the navy from the [Law of Faith], relying on its own and its escort ships' powerful firepower, successfully overloaded the enemy warship's shields and ultimately reduced them to dust.

But this does not mean that the naval battle has come to an end.

Besides the enemy's flagship, which had already been reduced to space debris, there were many more flying vehicles of all sizes, like flies, relentlessly harassing the massive [Law of Faith].

Like creatures from the deep sea, they attached their tentacle-like limbs to the ship of the [Law of Faith].

These starfish or octopus-like flying machines have "mouthparts" that cut open, allowing them to board.

"Reporting, Captain!"

“Countless aliens are also boarding the flagship through their boarding devices, and they are surging in from all directions!”

"The Imperial troops remaining on the ships are unable to stop the alien attack!"

The old captain was covered in sweat.

Where are the friendly units that intercepted these flying objects?

Where are the gunboats? Where are the fighter jets?

Move a little!

What do you mean by "the Primarchs used them to land on the surface"?

"What are we waiting for! Immediately notify Lord Luojia and have them return to provide reinforcements!!!"

"Our Primarch forces have lost contact! For some reason, we can't get in touch with the Primarchs at all!"

Ground troops did indeed receive a distress call from the sky.

Unfortunately, all the gunboats were taken away by the Primarch.

They are making a difficult journey by motorcycle towards the location of the Primarch.

"grass!"

The old captain rarely swore.

What do you mean by the Primarch taking all the Stormbirds, leaving surface troops without even gunships to return to the flagship?

"And what about Lord Luojia?"

"Why? Why can't we contact Lord Luojia!?"

"do not know!"

"The surface forces say they entered the cave where the Nephilim sacrificed humans, and they haven't been able to contact the Primarch since!"

Old Captain: "."

The captain felt a wave of dizziness.

I was so angry at the dog's original form that I fainted.

That idiot brought all the Word Bearers and Astartes to the surface—all in!

Not only did he go all in, but he also took all the Stormbirds used for landing with him, leaving only a few lonely gunboats for the landing force!

Lord Luojia is a pig.

These words had been stuck in his throat for a long time, and he couldn't say them.

But it seemed that all the crew members around him understood what he meant.

—Because that's what they think too.

"Captain! What should we do now?"

"The Nephilim are invading everywhere! Our crew is being slaughtered by them!"

"Since things have come to this, there is no other way."

"Notify all crew members of the Law of Faith that our reinforcements will take a long time to return to the ship. Now, prepare to fight to the death."

"At the same time, have the Star Speakers prepare to notify the Primarchs of the other two expeditionary fleets should the losses reach an unacceptable level."

call.

After making the initial arrangements, he took a deep breath.

"Since the aliens want to fight, then let's fight."

“I have lived long enough. Now is the time to serve the Emperor one last time.”

As he spoke, he drew the naval combat knife from his waist and shouted towards the bridge gate behind him.

There, the signs of vandalism left by the Nephilim outside the door can be clearly seen.

Alien boarders are about to break in.

"For the Emperor! For the Imperium!"

Then, he took the lead and rushed through the steel gate that was about to be breached by the aliens.

Angell Tye awoke.

He awoke amidst the sounds of gunfire and shouts of battle.

The once harmonious and tranquil atmosphere has vanished, and the chaotic cabin now shows signs of damage in many places.

What happened here?

Ingres Tei's mind was a little confused.

Shouldn't he be undergoing genetic modification and about to become a glorious Word Bearer?

Correct.

That’s true.

He stood up and looked down at himself. His originally thin and weak body had become unusually tall and muscular, and his awareness, understanding and reaction to his surroundings had improved significantly.

Angeltai can now be considered a new recruit of the Astartes.

But the crisis does not seem to originate from this.

Boom!

Another loud explosion was followed by faint shouts coming from outside the left wall.

A large crater was blown up next to the ship's hull on the left side of his room.

Everywhere you look, there is the flames of war and conflict.

Bang!

Another loud explosion blasted open the metal door to his room, and a familiar figure flew in along with the door.

Those were mechanical sages who implanted genetic seeds into them.

"Sage!"

Unfortunately, the sage was completely overloaded by the alien's sonic pulse weapon and collapsed to the ground like a pile of scrap metal.

The Nephilim wielding the pulse weapon seemed to have also noticed Angertai's presence as he entered.

He was about to pick up the gear-shaped power axe from the Mechanicus sage's side when, in that instant, a pulse pistol from the alien was aimed at his head.

"Varied--"

Is his life going to end here?

At that moment, Astartes' superhuman vision allowed him to see for the first time the other person pull the trigger.

But he had no way to dodge it.

The pale blue light cannon, even faster than the sonic boom, was about to shoot towards him.

Then, he saw a faint golden light shining from the colorful gap in the subspace.

The Emperor's Pride

The Casca people, who were stationed on the surface of Sagan, finally saw the flagship they had been waiting for.

The Ninth Legion's new glory, the Queen, and the Red Tear.

This warship, seemingly crafted specifically for the magnificent angelic countenance of Saint Gillespie, boasts a luxurious paint scheme of gold, red, and white that evokes heartfelt admiration from anyone who beholds it.

nice.

Even Fugrim thought the flagship's design was quite beautiful.

However, it's still not as good as the Emperor's Pride I designed.

She said to Casgar, rather defiantly.

This is also true.

The Imperial Pride took twice as long to build as other warships and was personally overseen by the Primarch of Fugrim.