I'm a magnetic field madman

"Azrael, take the rest of the men and board those ships. We're preparing to enter the Webpath and then reach Terra!"

"Lord Leon, can we trust that heretic?" asked Azrael, the leader of the Dark Angels Chapter, with doubt.

“We shouldn’t trust, but we have no choice but to.” Leon sheathed his Lion King Sword and said expressionlessly…

"They have the knife and fork, while we are the fish on the chopping block. Without these warships, even if we return to Terra, we will still face instability. I can suppress all the problems... but if I can't suppress them immediately..."

Leon didn't finish his sentence, but there was no need for him to.

The Unyielding Truth alone cannot deter those High Lords...

Leon had previously stated that he would never compromise with those insects or engage in any nonsensical political games like Guilliman.

He meant what he said. The Lion King is no Guilliman. Once he returns to Terra, all those insects will die! Even though his personality has changed, the Knight King of Caliban is still a ruthless tyrant!

Leon was indeed capable of suppressing the High Lords on his own.

But he believed that the guys who could become High Lords were definitely not afraid of death... If he didn't take them down in one go and let these High Lords start acting recklessly, things would get very complicated.

Moreover—the Lion King didn't think things would end so simply.

Because of his aversion to the Eldar, the Lion King refused the request from his Eldar prophet companions.

Even if he couldn't get the answer from the prophecy of the highest heaven, the Lion King could still deduce the current situation from his brothers.

If Fugen is drawn to Macurag's Fugen Fragment as planned... then the only brothers left who will cause him trouble are a handful.

Mortarion returns and is reborn, Logar is kidnapped by the Emperor, Angron becomes a madman who abandons his cause, and Fugen is attracted to Macragge—after all, there are only two rebellious Primarchs left who are still active.

Was it Peturabo, or... Magnus?

Which of his damned brothers is causing trouble?

130. The Wrath of Magnus

For the Chaos rebels, raiding Terra has always been their most coveted mission.

Because if they destroy Terra, they can accomplish what even Horus could not do in the past.

And destroying Terra doesn't seem that difficult, does it?

Terra is there; it is just a planet, and it is no more solid than any other planet.

Even though Terra is protected by numerous forces—including but not limited to the most elite Imperial armies such as the Solar Fleet, the Mountain Array, Lucifer's Blackguard, and the Firebee Titan Legion, as well as the Flame Titan Family, the Imperial Guard, the Imperial Fist Chapter, and so on...

It looks incredibly impressive, but unfortunately, Terra has been subjected to various insults from different factions over the past ten thousand years.

Khorne can project his demon army directly onto Terra, and the cunning even built his base at the bottom of Terra's hive. The Beast Wars were insulted by the Greenskins, and so on.

As for being infiltrated on a small scale, those are too numerous to count.

Ultimately, all these impressive desktop powers are just illusions. Without the protection of the Emperor's power, Terra is essentially just a larger version of Cadian.

Against the true big shots of this universe, especially those four bastards from the subspace, all the defensive forces here are utterly useless.

They can just spawn Martian soldiers and throw them at your head; any defense you have will be utterly futile in the face of the gods' shameless and direct attacks.

But it was precisely because the Emperor was here that the starlight burned so brightly, and that terrible outcome could be avoided.

It's not like Chaos is constantly spawning Martian soldiers here every few days.

But at this moment, the emperor left.

Even Starry Court was unaware that the soul that had been burning with anguish on the throne for millennia had just briefly left Terra.

He went to the center of the web to meet with the Mother Goddess Isha and to discuss matters concerning the future history of this universe for the next ten thousand years.

It was dangerous, but he had to do it because it concerned the upcoming final war and the future fate of all races in the galaxy.

And that played right into someone's hands.

He made countless plans, yet he didn't make a single one... But now, he intends to reap the rewards directly, extracting the desired results from this period of change.

"Hee hee hee……"

Accompanied by a sinister laugh that echoed throughout the subspace, an enormous construct was sent directly to the moon by the magical power of the Lord of Change.

The Ancient Sage's Web Dao is not an absolutely safe place, at least not for the Lord of Myriad Changes.

In the open network of Terra, the Almighty, though unable to penetrate it, can "borrow" it.

Taking advantage of the instability of subspace time, a massive construct was thrown directly onto Terra's forehead.

Meanwhile, a powerful spell from the subspace dimension pulled the entire moon, along with its massive orbital defense system, into a state of "stasis."

It was an incredibly massive structure, but only veterans from ten thousand years ago could discern its true nature—

That was once the Great Pyramid of Tizica, a crystal wonder located in the hometown of the Thousand Sons and the city of Prospero.

Now, after being magnified hundreds or thousands of times, the once-great silver tower has been revived from the dust of memory with a brand-new appearance.

The massive pyramid was transformed into a colossal engine no less powerful than the Mountain Array, its enormous body resembling a planet, its cannons towering like a dense forest.

Without a doubt, this is the new flagship of the Thousand Sons Fleet, and also an indestructible planetary fortress. On every slope of the giant tower, huge crystalline red eyes are clearly visible, vigilant against potential threats from any direction.

And the one in charge is undoubtedly only one person.

Red Devils Magnus

Compared to ten thousand years ago, the Crimson King does not seem to have changed much.

At least compared to the drastically changed Fugen and Anglon, the changes in Magnus were minimal.

It was still the same Cyclops with scarlet skin, the only difference being that a pair of wings adorned with five colors had grown from his back, his feet had become goat-like hooves, and his body had become so large that it surpassed his original form.

But he had undergone a profound change, not in his physical form but in his lordhood. At this moment, what dominated Magnus was a fierce resentment within his soul!

Terra... Magnus gazed at the golden planet. Even though the Corpse King's powers had faded, his powerful psychic energy still protected this home planet of humanity.

Even after the Emperor's departure, the power he left behind still instilled an instinctive fear in the Crimson King.

That hypocritical thing denied and rejected it so vehemently, yet ten thousand years later, it still became the very thing it hated and feared most.

But he is no longer here.

Magnus's one eye was filled with resentment and cunning. He, who served the ever-changing Lord, had already prepared a scheme to offer to the great god, and now he was going to make it come to fruition.

"Hehehe, Magnus, it seems Ahriman has completely abandoned you!"

With a twisted, sinister laugh, a two-headed bird-like demonic phantom appeared before Magnus. From the bird's head, which could see through all the future and the past, came extreme irony directed at Magnus.

Yes, Ahriman and his wandering sons, or rather most of the Thousand Sons, have already betrayed their Primarch.

When Magnus set off for West Carlos to help Loga hold off Corax...

Ahriman returned to the wizarding planet that had banished him and restored most of the Thousand Sons to flesh and blood, taking them away from the Eye of Terror.

When the battered and bruised Magnus returned to Wizarding Planet, he was helpless in the face of this situation.

"Ariman only makes things worse, I don't need them!!"

Magnus's single eye gleamed with the light of a ruby ​​as he spoke coldly in a voice that completely suppressed his anger...

"But you are not guaranteed to succeed."

Even if you already possess power beyond your past.

“Your brother has become stronger than you, even stronger than you imagined.”

"And your understanding of magnetic field power is still extremely shallow."

"You weren't the best fighter among your brothers to begin with..."

"If you run into Leon, he'll definitely kill you."

The two-headed bird spoke slowly and deliberately, while Magnus impatiently dispelled his illusion!

"I don't need that power!" Magnus roared, gripping his battle blade tightly...

"Psionic energy is the most fundamental and powerful force in this world, and everything else is illusion! Even with the most powerful force, I can still complete my vision in the highest heavens!!"

"Hehehe, whatever you want."

Carlos vanished into the void with his usual sly grin.

Magnus, on the other hand, turned his gaze to what was in front of him.

Although the mountain formations are no more, the Empire's solar fleet, the vast star fortresses scattered across the planets, and the planetary void shields covering the entirety of Terra still stand.

It is simply impossible to break through this defense in a short period of time.

Even if I were to unleash a full-force attack on that defense while piloting a Tizka, it wouldn't be enough...

With Mars as its backing and a constant stream of reinforcements, Terra will surely be able to smash his pyramid before he breaks through that tortoise shell!

Fortunately, Magnus did not come here with the intention of breaking through Terra's defenses.

With a cruel and cunning laugh, Magnus the Red Demon straightened his body, raised his enchanted battle blade, and uttered a terrifying incantation that defied all the laws of nature.

An invisible force enveloped the entire massive Tizka Fortress... and then, the psionic energy disguised it and the Thousand Sons fleet behind it as the Dark Angels fleet!

The massive fleet of Dark Angels, led by the Unyielding Truth, suddenly appeared near Terra!

So, what's next? Need I say more?

Filled with supernatural energy and swirling, jet-like psionic energy, it foreshadowed madness and death... Unspeakable tendrils of the warp tightly coiled around the starships of the Terra Expedition and dragged them into the turbulent depths of the Great Rift with enormous tentacles!

The sudden attack, tearing away the pretense, caught the Solar Navy fleet completely off guard!

One-fifth of the entire fleet's strength was directly captured by the warp rift torn open by Magnus... As for the remaining fleet, Magnus did not hesitate to open fire with all his forces!

The sudden subspace rift and the unexpected attack caught the Solar Navy off guard... With no other choice, the Imperial Army's formation was thrown into chaos, and they had to fight each other to the best of their ability!

However, the Imperial ship had already suffered terrible damage. The void shield collapsed, the deck cracked, and screaming crew members were sucked into space.

The engine stalled after being hit by a series of salvos, while rune-inscribed torpedoes swept in, and warp fire ignited the bridge and ammunition depot, further destroying the warship!

Magnus watched with satisfaction as the Imperial fleet crumbled from the magnificent observation deck atop his pyramid-shaped flagship.

A group of powerful chaos wizards stood around Magnus, chanting ominous incantations while raising their arms high and loudly reciting spells to maintain the effect of disguise and deception!

As for the Imperial Navy, the sudden attack stunned them, but the facts that followed sent chills down their spines!

"Target identified!!"

On the Imperial Icon, the flagship of the Solar Navy, which was swaying wildly...

The scouts, having detected the target using the harpoon, reported in terror to Imperial Navy Admiral Meredith Perez behind them.

"The Unyielding Truth... the fleet of the Dark Angels Chapter!!"

"They're attacking us! The Primarch's flagship is attacking Terra!!"

These were shocking words, even though most people here probably didn't know the truth about the Horus Rebellion...

But it was as if some special DNA had been triggered, instantly plunging the entire Solar Navy into shock and rage.

Primarch, Astartes, attack Terra...

These keywords seemed to instantly awaken a certain information hidden in the soul of the Sun Navy, and after a brief moment of shock, the admiral immediately and decisively issued the order!

"Contact the Martian forces, notify the entire Solar Navy to depart, and inform the High Overlords that we need support! Raise the Void Shields in all Starfortresses!!"

"Notify everyone to prepare; we may be facing an apocalyptic battle."

"Hahaha!!"

Above Tizka, Magnus felt the countless intertwined messages conveying erroneous ideas, and he laughed wildly at the illusions he had constructed and the conspiracies created by the power of the deepest star language!

This wasn't some grand conspiracy; it was just a simple frame-up. But even the simplest conspiracy, if unleashed in the right place, can cause unexpected and destructive consequences.

Yes, just like that stupid dog Ruth was tricked by Horus into killing Magnus.

Wrong occasion, wrong place, wrong result.

The world will burn fiercely under the shadow of conspiracy.

Having done all this, Magnus used the wondrous magic of the Lord of Change to conceal Tizka within the subspace dimension of the moon. Now, things are about to get interesting.

When that foolish lion Leon returned to Terra and faced the consequences, he only had two choices.

But no matter what, they will inevitably be locked in a fierce battle, and that will be the time for him to reap the benefits and launch a surprise attack on Terra!

The Star Torch must be extinguished today, and Terra will be engulfed in flames!