On the outskirts of the City of Miracles, in an unknown ruins, Lorgar quietly looked at the retreating Imperial Army and smiled at the remaining two Primarchs:
“Everyone, the Webway plan has failed and the gods have won!”
Mortarion argued: “How can you see it? There is only one Draconion, but the Empire’s troops are more than Barbarus’s poisonous gas. The false emperor will definitely win!”
Perturabo agreed: “Yes, even if you stand still and let it be chopped down, it will take a whole year, not to mention that as long as you occupy the gap, the false emperor will win!”
Luojia smiled proudly and said: “If this is true, why does the false emperor need to personally kill this monster?”
“The gods just revealed to me that Draconion’s combat power will become stronger with killing. As long as it keeps fighting, it will one day be comparable to the original body or even the false emperor.”
Upon hearing this, Perturabo turned around and left silently. Lorgar asked, “Where are you going?”
Perturabo said calmly: “The false emperor has failed. My battle is over. It’s time for me to do my own thing!”
Mortarion nodded: “This is already the arena of subspace and false emperors. It has nothing to do with us humans in the materialistic world. I plan to take my children to become free pirates.”
“What about you, Perturabo? What are your plans for the future?”
Perturabo looked at the Imperial Fists’ lines in the distance and said calmly: “I have a score to settle with Dorn. Take care, my brother!”
After saying that, he headed towards the Dorne front. Lorgar smiled and shook his head: “If you want to go, you guys, let’s go. I will stay here for a while!”
Mortarion nodded and headed towards the gap in the webway alone.
After Draconion regained his freedom, he once again became an assassin in the shadows, hunting down the soldiers of the Empire, from mortal auxiliaries to fighter jets, and fell into the sword.
Gradually, its strength began to skyrocket, unlocking more abilities and gradually reaching a level comparable to the original body.
So, it set its sights on the Primarch Dorn, and Perturabo happened to have the same idea.
In the frontline command post, Sigismund reported to Dorn: “Father, Draconion can easily kill our soldiers, but there is nothing we can do about it!”
Dorn said: “You can’t retreat then, you must hold your position. I will ask your Majesty for instructions to send more reinforcements!”
While he was speaking, there was a loud noise in the distance, and violent fire bombing covered the Imperial Fist position. Dorn was stunned and asked with a stern face:
“This firepower…is it Perturabo? He’s here to take advantage of it too!”
The next moment, air reinforcements from the defenders arrived and bombarded the Iron Warriors’ positions indiscriminately, successfully suppressing them.
However, the Iron Warriors launched a charge and got mixed up with the Imperial Fist soldiers. Dorn looked gloomy and gritted his teeth and said:
“This damn traitor, I’m going to chop it down myself!”
After that, he picked up the chainsword and headed for the front line, but before he could find Perturabo, he ran into Draconion who was hunting alone.
It turned into a big mouth full of sharp teeth and swallowed Dorn in one bite. Dorn fought back hastily, using the physical strength of the original body to quickly dodge, but was still a step too slow, and half of his body was bitten off.
None of Dorne’s bodyguards were spared, and Draconion enjoyed Dorne’s anger and persistence, preparing to deliver the final blow.
At this moment, a cannonball hit the demon. Although it did not cause any damage, it was enough to attract its attention.
The person who came was the original puppet. Behind it, a large number of Krieg puppets charged and swamped it.
Draconion roared angrily. It hated these wooden people who tasted nothing but nothing. Not only were they unpalatable, but their counterattacks would add up to a small amount, and they would also hurt it.
Every time he saw them, Draconion would stay away from them and avoid contact as much as possible. This time was no exception. It quickly turned into a shadow and blended into the ground before disappearing.
After defeating Draconion, the puppet reinforcements began to reinforce the Imperial Fist front, drove away the Iron Warriors, and said to Dorn:
“His Majesty ordered that the Imperial Fists withdraw to the City of Miracles!”
Although Dorn was seriously injured, he refused to accept: “Why! We almost hit the gap, why did we retreat!”
The puppet said calmly: “You can’t hit the gap. Ask His Majesty the specific reason. Now execute the order!”
At the same time, other original bodies also received orders and began to retreat to the City of Miracles.
In the palace, Said asked in confusion: “Is Draconion really that powerful? Can it disrupt the offensive of tens of billions of imperial troops?”
The emperor shook his head helplessly: “It doesn’t matter how powerful it is. As long as I find it, I can banish it as many times as I want, but time is no longer on our side.”
“The silent oath can only last for one day. After one day, I have to sit on the Golden Throne, and Draconian will be invincible!”
“It can attack the command level, key nodes, and even enter the throne room, threatening the real universe!”
Said looked heavy. At that time, Draconion would enter Terra and the real world through the artificial webway, and even attack the Emperor on the throne.
However, Said was puzzled: “But Brother Huang, you should have withdrawn all the troops and let the puppet army take cover from behind, but why did you retreat to the City of Miracles?”
The Emperor said: “If it comes to that, the Webway Project will fail. I really don’t want to see that scene, so I plan to take a final gamble!”
Said became even more confused and guessed: “Are you planning to…”
The Emperor said calmly: “I plan to extract Magnus’s psychic energy to maintain the psychic barriers and gaps in the Webway!”
Said was startled and hurriedly tried to dissuade him: “Brother Emperor, please say goodbye. If Magnus is corrupted by Tzeentch, do you know the consequences?”
The emperor said calmly: “Then do you have any other ideas?”
Said was at a loss for words. He originally wanted to withdraw the human troops and let the puppets take over.
Anyway, the number of puppets is endless, and the Gestalt consciousness does not have the problem of the command level being attacked, so it can be consumed slowly with Draconion.
However, its attack on the throne room cannot be solved. The Emperor on the throne is powerless to resist. Once he is gone, the Empire is over and humanity is over.
Now Draconian doesn’t do that, purely because he wants to kill more people, accumulate strength, and survive the one-day time limit.
Said was also at a loss and said calmly: “But we must prepare for the worst. If the network tunnel collapses, we should at least withdraw the troops!”
The emperor waved his hands and said tiredly: “You can arrange it, my brother!”
The emperor’s order was issued, and the Imperial Army carried out Magnus’s stasis box and placed it in the groove next to the throne. The red light of the psyker of the Silent Oath has turned red in large areas, indicating that the psyker’s energy is drained. die.
The Emperor ordered to the Imperial Guard: “As soon as the Silent Oath is exhausted, extract the psychic energy of Number 15 immediately!”
With that said, under Said’s worried eyes, the Emperor led the main force of the Custodes into the Webway, seeking a duel with Draconion.
A day later, the Custodes activated the psionic adapter to drain Magnus’s psychic energy. At this moment, the Emperor was still playing hide and seek with Draconion in the Webway.
The Daemon knew that the Emperor could only stay in the Webway for one day, so he avoided a decisive battle and stayed in hiding.
However, as the pony psychic energy was extracted, the Emperor was able to hold on for longer, and Draconion’s intelligence failed. Finally, on the third day, he was found by the Emperor and the Sisters of Silence and launched a siege.
This time, there were no rebels to help it rescue the siege, and it was directly exiled by the nuns.
Said breathed a sigh of relief. He looked at the pony’s stasis box and found nothing unusual. He couldn’t help but secretly sigh that he was worrying too much.
However, the next moment, the webway began to tremble and became violently unstable. In the man-made webway, a stream of spiritual energy gathered out of thin air, forming a huge number “9”.
9 is the sacred number of Tzeentch, which means that all the psychic energy that maintains the webway at this moment comes from Tzeentch.
In the throne room, blue psychic energy surrounds Magnus’s stasis field, a sign of demonic ascension.
Said immediately shouted: “Quick! Start the killing process!”
In order to prevent today’s scene, Magnus’s stasis field contained a killing move that was enough to kill the demon prince. After the forbidden army was activated, a pony howled was heard.
A huge demonic shadow emerged from the stasis tank and roared silently at Said, but Said remained unmoved because he had been banished.
The Emperor quickly returned to the throne room with a solemn expression. This was not a sign of victory, but the beginning of failure.
At this moment, the puppets charge towards the demonic tide, covering the rapid retreat of the human legions. Tzeentch’s psychic energy is rapidly eroding the webway and eliminating the influence of the Emperor.
Once it succeeds, destroying the man-made webway will be a matter of thought.
Said asked: “Brother Huang, is it still useful to sit on the throne now?”
The emperor looked grave and shook his head: “It’s useless. No matter how strong my spiritual power is, it can’t compare to the Chaos Gods. In a few hours, the Tzeentch demonic army will pass through the throne room and enter Terra.”
“Even if you sit on the throne and reopen the psychic barrier, you will still be vulnerable to chaos. We have failed, Said, and mankind has failed!”
Said opened his mouth, not knowing what to say, but he did not want to believe that this was a failure and said:
“We still have an army of tens of billions and a vast territory across the entire galaxy. We still have enough resources to resist the army of Chaos. We are far from failed!”
The emperor shook his head and said seriously: “I’m not talking about the present, but the future!”
“Countless civilizations were like us. The road to ascension was right in front of us, but they missed it. I originally thought that humans could escape from this vicious circle, but in the end, like them, we returned to the starting point!”
Said shook his head: “This has nothing to do with us, Brother Huang. As long as you live and continue to fight, you will always get new opportunities!”
The emperor suddenly turned around, focused his eyes on Said, and said:
“Sayed, this war is over. No matter we win or lose, we have been cursed by Chaos. The subspace will become a cancer that cannot be cut off by mankind!”
“The empire may be able to survive and last for hundreds of years, thousands of years, and thousands of years, but it will eventually decline! The road of light no longer exists, and all we face is darkness!”
Said shook his head and gritted his teeth: “No, that’s impossible! We must still have a way!”
The Emperor tilted his head and asked: “No? Then what are your plans, my brother, to use your endless puppets to bring the fate of reincarnation back on the right track?”
Said raised his head, looked directly at the emperor, and said word by word: “My brother, your immortal majesty, you can become a god! Become the god of mankind!”
The Emperor is going to become a god~ My loyalty to the God-Emperor allowed me to temporarily remove Nurgle’s curse and code this chapter!
Save some manuscripts tonight and ask for an initial order tomorrow!
