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

He currently has no naval forces at his disposal, and even if he did, he wouldn't be able to bring them with him in this environment.

Now, with the Holy Blood Angels and Dark Angels working together, they finally have a navy that can barely be considered decent.

"They're here. Sure enough, that group of crazy, delusional people from the inner ring headed straight for the Star Language Tower."

Watching the teleportation beam with interest, Su Can was too lazy to even comment. Anyway, the Lion King was right at the entrance of the Star Language Tower; those lunatics would be dealt with.

"Azrael is coming..."

........

Meanwhile, on the other side, in another location within the city.

"Everyone is preparing for this to be a special operation; our secrets may have been discovered."

Just then, Asmodie, who had been teleported directly there using the Terminator and ground beacons, spoke to his inner circle superheroes with a serious expression.

"secret!!!"

Upon hearing Asmodel's words, the inner circle of superheroes instantly felt their brains ignite.

"There might be fallen angels here."

"Fallen Angel!!!"

At that moment, the group of inner circle superheroes who were already experiencing an intracranial orgasm experienced an even greater intracranial orgasm.

"Therefore, they must repent!!!"

"Repent!!!"

Asmodeus rallied the crowd, one man charged forward, spearheading the attack. His massive hammer gleamed with lightning, startling Asmodeus.

"Calm down. There's a state of war here right now, and we could be marked as the enemy."

Asmodian was also having a headache looking at the group of madmen under his command.

After all, all these people need to do is be obsessed, while I, as the chief priest, have a lot more to consider.

If I'm obsessed enough, even you, Asmodel, are just a cowardly piece of trash.

You see, they've created a huge mess, constantly leaving Azrael to clean it up. But if he hadn't intervened, the mess might have become so big that even Azrael might not have been able to handle it.

After all, being a fallen angel isn't all that great, except for the Grey Knights and the Imperial Guard. Even the Space Wolves and the Salamanders have some traitorous groups, but the real trouble comes from the mess they cause trying to capture these so-called fallen angels.

So, under Asmody's guidance, a group of priests wearing Terminator power armor quickly formed a formation.

Then these Dark Angels displayed stealth abilities comparable to the Raven Guards and the Night Lords, using all sorts of unscientific and even mystical methods to pass through narrow passages, almost unnoticed by the mortals and even the Astral Army around them.

The Dark Angels were, after all, the first Astartes to be formed, and subsequent legions were gradually perfected based on their foundation. Naturally, they possessed some of the unique skills of each legion.

Especially since these inner-circle supermen are used to doing all sorts of petty theft and thievery, they are naturally very skilled at it.

So soon a group of people entered the Star Language Tower through the narrow pipes, and then bypassed all defenses to quietly sneak into the Star Language Room.

This is the workplace of the Star Speakers in the Hades Galaxy, now overshadowed by the Great Devourer. It has driven over 90% of the local Star Speakers insane, and now the patriarch of this star sector sits here.

Although this person was also suffering, they still diligently fulfilled their duties without the illumination of the starlight.

Of course, all of this had nothing to do with Asmodie. He was now excited at the thought that he might be able to capture the mysterious Lord Cypher.

"The honor of the First Legion must be defended! Everyone prepare to make the traitors repent!!!"

Upon seeing the target location, Asmody shouted excitedly from inside the inner ring.

"Make him repent!!!"

As expected, cheers erupted throughout the inner channel as Asmodé's words fell.

Of course, no one outside could hear a word they said; everything was extremely quiet.

At that moment, Asmody suddenly pushed open the door and then charged inside with a graceful roll. He had already planned countless tactics and anticipated the dangers he would face, but...

when!!!

With a crisp thud, Asmodie felt as if he had crashed into a wall, and when he looked up, he saw someone who made his very soul tremble.

click

At the same time, the sledgehammer in his hand instantly fell to the ground. Shocked, his legs buckled, and he collapsed to the ground, saying in a somewhat terrified voice:

"Father, you're not dead yet?"

Chapter 133 Lion King: You've ruined my dark history and you're still chasing me.

At this moment, Su Can also saw Azrael in the command room.

However, the Supreme Mentor of the Dark Angels was clearly a bit bewildered when he saw him, because Su Can's appearance seemed out of place in this world.

Putting aside her youthful appearance, which made her look like a minor, her clothes were also very simple.

In the Warhammer world, many people like to display their honor directly on their bodies, especially Space Marines, many of whom look like monuments.

This is a world where GW needs to sell flags, and these ornate decorations are more suitable for selling. As for Su Can, he is dressed very simply; although he is wearing a military uniform, he doesn't have a single badge representing honor.

Su Can himself didn't care at all, but as for the others, they seemed...strange.

Compared to him, General Kadia next to him seemed more like the leader, but considering that it was Dante, a senior figure, he chose not to take action for the time being.

"Sons of Ryan, what are you doing at Star Torch Tower?"

"........."

Upon hearing Su Can's words, Azrael froze. He instinctively wanted to attack, but at that moment, four ghostly figures flashed behind him.

"Imperial Guards, no, this armor isn't from the Imperial Guards?"

As the Imperial Guards trained by Su Can, they were well aware of the entire dark history of this legion, including the Bloodthirst, Black Wrath, and Fallen Angels, thanks to Su Can's incessant ramblings that resembled whispers from the subspace.

Everything else aside, it's truly a cruel twist of fate. But this guy had to do it all himself, so he reacted when he saw the fallen angels about to take action.

Now locked on by four people, a bead of cold sweat trickled down the foreheads of the group of dark angels. Of course, it wasn't just him; even Dante felt the same way.

Wow, that's fast!!!

"Don't worry, I've already arranged for someone to take care of them. By the way, I suggest you treat yourself to a good meal; this might be your last."

Su Can didn't care about the group of cats wanting to enter Spinosaurus form, because...

boom! ! !

With a muffled thud, groups of Asmodian, their faces bruised and swollen, were violently thrown out.

"who is it?"

Seeing this, Azrael was also furious. After all, they were his own people. Having been beaten up like this, he had to do something.

So at that moment, he suddenly turned around, drew his weapon, and prepared to leap and strike...

Snapped! ! !

Azrael dropped his weapon, and his legs buckled, causing him to kneel down.

Then, a tearful expression appeared on his face as he looked at the Lion King.

"father......."

"Slurp..."

Seeing this, Su Can poured himself a glass of water. (The rest of the text appears to be gibberish and unrelated to the previous sentence.)

Cats, what a beautiful scene this is!

"Uh, it's you..."

Just then, Asmody, who had been beaten black and blue, stood up shakily and saw Su Can.

Although he had changed his clothes, he still recognized him and then realized what was going on.

"Did you send out that message about the fallen angel?"

After all, it was Astartes, and on the other hand, he had twice run headlong into the terrifying battlefield.

This doesn't seem like a fallen angel at all; on the contrary, it's someone who specifically targets them.

“That’s right, Lord Cypher is most likely with Guilliman right now. That guy is, in a sense, a representative of the Emperor’s will, so you can’t catch them.”

Just then, Su Can explained to him that after Guilliman was captured, this man also appeared among the rescue team, demanding that Guilliman take him to see the Emperor.

Of course, Guilliman also lived up to the Emperor's excellent qualities, and after agreeing, he immediately shut the door on the premises.

However, it seems he escaped from the Black Prison, and he did meet the Emperor. Anyway, his origins are mysterious, and he's most likely connected to the Emperor.

"........."

Upon hearing Su Can's words, Asmodie's face turned deathly pale.

He no longer dared to try and capture the fallen angels, after getting a few nasal stabs from the Lion King. After also cursing them for being crazy to try and capture the fallen angels, Asmodie realized one thing: he could forget about capturing fallen angels in the future.

Moreover, this person has been missing for ten thousand years, so the fact that he knows such details must mean that someone told him.

As for Zalariel beside the Lion King, he almost instinctively ignored him. After all, like Azrael, his attention was entirely focused on the Lion King.

"We're at war now, let's talk about your matter later."

Seeing that the Lion King still wanted to say something, Su Can didn't bother to dwell on Lord Cypher's matter anymore. Anyway, based on Su Can's preconceived notions about Warhammer, all unsolved mysteries could be attributed to the Emperor.

For example, the so-called King in Yellow could very well be someone like Constantine Waldo, the first commander of the Imperial Guard.

The process by which Abaddon acquires Draknien is full of Warhammer aesthetics.

But we can talk about these things later. Right now, it's still wartime, and Su Can summoned people here not to watch Lion King spin the top. In fact, Su Can would stop Lion King from mentioning Caliban if he dared to.

After all, if Lion King were Tikkariban, Su Can would have to give him a good talking-to about things like the General Cannon or how the Dark Angel recruits' first stop was their own Primarch.

If all else fails, there's always the Second Empire's Protector-General or War Marshal.

"You are not allowed to interrogate fallen angels after you capture them; you must obtain my permission first."

At this moment, the Lion King also took a deep breath with a dark expression, but he also knew that the overall situation was more important.

As for those fallen angels, not all of them were innocent; some of them did indeed follow Luke in the rebellion.

So the Lion King had already decided that as long as he didn't get tainted by Chaos, everything would be fine. If he did get tainted by Chaos, he would see how things went. If he was forced to get tainted by these brats, he would give them a dignified death.

If they're deeply involved, interrogate them as you see fit, but don't interfere. As for the others, it depends on the situation. If they're willing to continue following him, there's nothing more to say; he'll let them continue. If they're disheartened, he'll provide them with a peaceful retirement.

As for specific matters, that's definitely not the time to dwell on them.

"I think you might need to modify your Unyielding Truth. Although I don't plan to engage in any space war with this swarm of Zerg, you'll still need to cooperate with us when necessary."

At that moment, Su Can didn't waste any words. He flipped his hand over and pulled out a pile of STC templates, which contained the STCs for the antimatter cannon he had created.

"Oh Messiah above, what is this? There are so many! Do you have STC's production technology?"

At this moment, the oily guy who came with the Dark Angel saw Su Can holding a pile of STC templates and immediately started spraying oil on the spot.

However, these are, after all, regulars who can follow the Dark Angels, and the Dark Angels possess a vast arsenal of forbidden weapons. This isn't a major problem, given their special permission from the Emperor.

Although I've kept it a secret, once others find out, they will. Naturally, maintaining these arsenals, especially with the legion split up and its personnel greatly reduced, still requires the assistance of some experienced mechanics.

These tech enthusiasts are no ordinary people, and this one immediately recognized the STC template that Su Can had brought out.

The 99-year-old milk powder was clearly produced last week, so he realized something was wrong...

This seemingly mysterious entity, which even has four units under its command that it has never seen before, may possess STC template technology.

"Yes."

Su Can did not respond to this.

It's undeniable, given that his casting world framework uses STC templates. Otherwise, it would be absolutely impossible to enter production mode in just a few years; the scale of use is impossible to conceal.

It typically takes centuries for an imperial forging world to be built and put into operation.

Moreover, the STC template is really like the units in Red Alert; you can just click somewhere and it will quickly add value, assemble, and start up on its own.

This matter even alarmed the entire forging world of the five hundred worlds of Alteramar, though Guilliman was able to suppress it.

For this, Su Can had to provide a batch of STC templates and accept a group of tech enthusiasts for overseas studies. Of course, these guys were all wealthy; they were rolling in money, and Su Can simply skinned them alive.

Guilliman chose to turn a blind eye to this, but there was one exception.

That's the boss's Cast World Steel Ball; Guilliman can't make them completely obey these things.

Of course, before they could do anything, Su Can released the Iron Curtain virus into their territory.

Although this world has no so-called omnics, and even intelligent machines are scarce, the initial code of Su Can's Iron Curtain Virus was the corruption of Vashtor, which was just right for the forging world of this world.