A life of ups and downs, but in Warhammer 40K

There's almost no doubt that Ahriman is an Alpha-level psyker, and a top-tier one at that. Some Alpha-level psykers, once awakened, can even pull an entire planet into the warp.

Ahriman was no weaker than them, but he was able to control himself well instead of being directly devoured.

"boom!!!

In an instant, a huge explosion ripped through the ground, its force so great that it tore the earth apart, leaving a ravine that stretched as far as the eye could see.

In other words, these objects attached to space have just started operating, and haven't fallen off yet. This is why the ship itself hasn't been damaged. However, with one of the core components destroyed, the demons won't be directly banished to the warp for the time being.

"Good heavens, who said Warhammer's stats were low? If it were some asteroids, Ahriman could blow them up in one blast."

At that moment, Su Can also looked solemnly at the destruction caused by Ahriman. If this attack had landed on an ordinary planet, it would have been enough to cause the continental shelf to tremble. Su Can had no doubt that if it were some asteroid, Ahriman would have the ability to blow them up directly without any ritual.

It can only be said that Warhammer is quite extreme; the destructive power of psionicists and non-psionicists is completely different. Anyway, Su Can didn't think Kahn could achieve that level of capability, and besides that, he learned something else.

"It's back to the situation where if I don't step up, no one else will. This is just too damn frustrating."

At this moment, Su Can knew he had to take action. If he let Aliman continue his bombardment, there would be no point in talking nonsense today.

So Su Can was also having a headache. He originally wanted to strategize from behind the scenes. Now he had to pay homage to Guilliman again, and it had become a situation where if he didn't step up, no one else would.

At this moment, Su Can kicked the capsule-like device that Tarasin had given him, which had imprisoned Sister Silent, into his pocket, and then stepped directly into the Necromancer's phase portal.

Ahriman, holding his weapon, looked with satisfaction at the reaction device of a black obelisk he had just destroyed.

Just then, a green phase-shifting beam exploded right in front of him, and then someone he was somewhat 'concerned' about walked out from inside.

Now that I've seen Su Can, I'm filled with a mix of emotions, including a mix of unrelated phrases and sentences. A direct translation wouldn't be meaningful without further context.

The group of demons were also stunned for a moment. Then they surged towards him like a tide, but their actions were interrupted by Ahriman.

"You guys go and take down the warship's gate, I'll handle this guy."

Seeing this, Aliman did not order the demons to make a move, but instead landed directly in front of Su Can.

A burst of psionic energy erupted from his hands once more. Su Can's approach was simple and brutal: he charged straight at him. Then, he swept his power sword across, interrupting his psionic spellcasting.

Although Su Can had the Silent Sister with him, this was still a trump card. He wouldn't use it casually unless absolutely necessary, and besides, he could sense that Ahriman meant him no harm.

"Notification: The restart progress is currently at 1.2%."

Just then, the voice of the colony ship's control AI rang in Su Can's ears. He knew that he didn't necessarily have to destroy Ahriman. He could just take advantage of Ahriman's curiosity and stall until the ship was fully rebooted.

When the time comes, I'll step on the gas and speed off, and all these chaotic things will be thrown out.

"Interesting. Who exactly are you?"

At this moment, Aliman looked at Su Can as if he were looking at a rare treasure. Although Su Can knew that the timing was wrong, he still felt a chill down his spine.

"You don't need to know about heretics who have fallen into chaos."

"I'm just using chaos to save my brothers!!!"

Upon hearing Su Can's words, Aliman replied almost without hesitation.

"Save your brothers, turn them all into sand."

"........."

Upon hearing Su Can's words, Aliman choked for a moment.

"It seems your wisdom is just like your father's, and from the moment you, Magnus, sacrificed your eyes to the Chaos gods, he, you, and your legions were nothing more than playthings of Chaos."

"Shut up! Magnus was only trying to solve the flesh mutation problem within our legion!!!"

Hearing Su Can's mockery, Aliman also blushed a little.

"Don't you think that every time you, the Sons of a Thousand Sins, attempt to save yourselves, you only plunge yourself into an even darker and more depraved abyss? Every action you take against fate is merely a little whim of your master, Tzeentch, who thinks he's incredibly clever, but what has happened...? One of you, by blowing up Holy Terra, pushed the Empire into the abyss, while the other... solved their mutation by eliminating his own brothers. Tsk tsk tsk, your wisdom is probably not even as good as Oglin's."

Su Can then paused for a moment, looking at Aliman with great interest.

"What a pathetic creature. All your efforts have only made things worse. And your existence is nothing more than that of a clown offering a beautiful performance to the Lord of Change."

"......"

As Su Can finished speaking, he felt his hands suddenly go empty. Ahriman had quickly distanced himself from him, but his body was trembling and even slightly red; Ahriman seemed to be showing signs of transforming into Khonindra.

"I'm going to kill you!!!"

At that moment, Ahriman also rushed up in a rage, determined to use his power to make this guy experience what pain truly meant.

The reason Su Can angered Aliman was simple: he exposed a weakness in him.

"You've already broken through her defenses?"

"You don't understand at all. Primarchs inherited their father's traits, while we inherited the Primarch's traits. You don't understand at all?"

"That's truly despairing."

"what?"

Although he was already completely red-hot, Aliman was still stunned when he saw Su Can's expression.

“Think about it, all Primarchs are extensions of the Emperor, so the Emperor must have Mortalian’s frankness, Forgrim’s humility, Magnus’s wisdom, Angron’s benevolence, and Rogue Dorn’s emotional intelligence, plus Feralus Manus’s intellect.”

"........."

For a moment, Ahriman was completely dumbfounded, because for some reason, he felt that Su Can's joke was filled with a hellish feeling. He wanted to refute it, but he didn't know how.

"Hahaha......."

At the same time, for some reason, he even heard a piercing laugh.

"Chance......."

However, at that moment, Su Can also found an opening in Aliman's body, and then charged forward and leaped, piercing through Aliman's chest with his sword.

"?"

However, Su Can's brow twitched slightly after the penetration, because the feel was completely different.

"To what extent has this guy's flesh and blood mutated?"

"Restart progress: 8.3%"

............

"Roar!!!"

Meanwhile, on the other side, the demon army had broken through the necromancer's Gaussian weapon positions.

It's important to understand that while the Necromancer's Gaussian weapons are incredibly powerful, capable of directly disintegrating matter, this is the Warhammer universe, and the blessings of the Chaos Gods provide significant resistance to these weapons.

Although a considerable number have been wiped out by Gauss weapons, quite a few remain.

"For the Emperor!!!"

At this moment, the Blood Raven, located at the very front of the formation, roared and then drew its weapon, frantically slashing at the approaching demons.

As for the Great Sage of the Mechanicus, he also began to take out his wondrous weapon, and all sorts of colorful lights began to gush out from his body.

In the blink of an eye, a significant portion of the approaching army was melted, but the number of demons was still too large, and the few of them were quickly suppressed.

But at that very moment, Zhenzhu, who had been observing the situation closely, gently pointed her brush.

The Iron Legion, which had been waiting in advance, was about to move. Even the demons paused for a moment upon seeing these Iron Men who resembled Terminators.

Then those hundreds of iron men charged directly into the enemy's position, clearing out the endless enemy at a speed that completely surpassed the Astartes and was even comparable only to the Imperial Guard.

Especially the leader, the Iron Man Captain, whose hand had now transformed into a blade covered in disintegrating forces. He wielded it like a storm, each strike precisely slicing down a demon.

Its speed was so fast that even several Blood Ravens could only see afterimages, which made them break out in a cold sweat.

"It's just a bit of a pity that the Iron Man production line has been completely destroyed."

Looking at these frantically attacking Iron Men, Zhenzhu sighed inwardly.

This fleet has an industrial ship specifically designed to produce these war machines, similar to a foundry ark for oil makers.

Unfortunately, that ship was also destroyed by the overwhelming numbers of the Terran swarm during the conflict. In fact, its incredibly high production capacity drew almost all of the Terran's firepower.

So these Iron Man machines are the last ones left, and even Su Can can't get them back into production for the time being.

But these experiences are endless

The fighting power of the Iron Men who survived the terrorist war was truly terrifying, so each of them was extremely precious to Su Can.

"Ok?"

However, at that very moment, several Tzeentch shapeshifting spirits suddenly joined forces and unleashed a massive psionic attack on the Iron Legion.

Despite being weakened by the Spirit Exorcising Domain, these attacks still landed directly on the Iron Man.

Rumble!!!

Almost instantly, dozens of iron men were hit directly, their bodies blasted open with large gashes. After the attack was completed, the several shapeshifting spirits simply vanished.

Or perhaps it was because their power or possession was exhausted that they returned directly to the subspace.

The damage to this batch of iron men created a gap in the formation, allowing even more demons to pour in.

"I will discern, I will analyze, I will put pen to paper..."

Just then, Zhenzhu took out her large calligraphy brush and began rapidly splashing ink. The iron man, which had been splashed with ink, instantly returned to normal and stood up again.

Her abilities changed after receiving Su Can's modifications and the blessing of fate, though of course, due to different circumstances, they differed somewhat from the original Zhenzhu.

At this moment, strictly speaking, she relied on the power of her destiny to overload the power of the repair nanobots to several hundred percent, and then repaired those robots instantly at a speed that was difficult to observe with the naked eye.

As for why a eulogy was added, Zhenzhu didn't know either. But adding it allowed her to unleash her full power.

"Gulp, is that an extension of STC template technology?"

At this moment, the Great Sage of the Mechanicus almost bulged his eyes out. He could instantly restore these iron figures to their original state. In his understanding, only STCs specifically used for module repair existed. Could this stone figure really hand-craft an STC through this special ritual he didn't comprehend?

Om Messiah above, is this the legendary golden man and the stone men they created?

That's absolutely terrifying!!!

Chapter 48 A Mortal?

At this point, the tech enthusiasts went into BOKI mode; everyone knows they respect science the most. Of course, you'd better not dwell on how they respect science.

Now that he has witnessed the power of the legendary stone man, the servant of the golden man, he feels incredibly exhilarated.

If he weren't still fighting, he would have shown what it meant to kowtow.

This is simply Om Messiah's most perfect creation, a barrier he can never touch in his entire life.

He seemed to see the future, so he decided to seize it. He was determined to follow this ancient sage no matter what, even if it meant clinging to his coattails.

Yes, in a physical sense, it's about sucking up to someone powerful.

"The swarm extermination is the core's last line of defense, and it cannot be used indiscriminately. They haven't reached the interior of the spaceship yet, so we shouldn't use these things for now. Right now, we can consider it a victory as long as we can get all the spaceship's systems rebooted. We can't put all our forces into it."

At this moment, Zhenzhu had no idea what the oil-guzzler was thinking. Besides, she didn't have time to observe that much, as she was under immense pressure as the commander.

The number of Iron Men was still too small. The main fleet of the Terran fleet they encountered was much larger than the Leviathan fleet that had stormed Holy Terra.

Ultimately, their performance was still quite impressive. They achieved effects tens of thousands of times greater than their own before being suppressed due to the sheer number of Zerg swarms. Furthermore, they only began to crumble after new tentacle fleets arrived, and ultimately, it was only under pressure from several tentacle fleets that they managed to achieve their current state.

In any case, the scale of their battle was almost equivalent to the scale of all the Tyranids still existing in the galaxy today.

Of course, their achievements were also remarkable. To give an example, imagine a regiment of three thousand men with two hundred thousand bullets. They were surrounded by five million fearless soldiers, and in the end, they used up all their bullets and eliminated more than one million people.

Then the last few dozen people protected their regiment's roster and flag and withdrew from the encirclement of the remaining four million people. They could be considered war gods, mainly because the difference in numbers was too great.

"Release the Wild Scorpion Lord, now it's up to you."

Suppressing her inner unease, Zhenzhu looked towards the distant mountains, where a battle that would determine the outcome of the war was currently raging.

Besides the fact that both of them are the strongest in their respective factions, another reason is that Ahriman is the commander. The four evil gods' true forms did not intervene in this war, so eliminating Ahriman would instantly cause the chaos here to spiral out of control.

Without the major fissures unfolding, Vashtor is currently unable to effectively exert its influence.

So, no matter what I say, it all comes down to this...

The outcome hinges on the hands of these two top-tier experts!

..........

Meanwhile, in the warp, Vashtor's brow furrowed deeply.

“Something’s not right, space necromancers. Is it because I plotted against Tarachin? But something’s not right.”

At this moment, Vashtor's brows furrowed deeply within the warp, because 100,0 ...

He realized that something seemed amiss.