Warhammer: I don't want to be a stinky can! ! !

Chapter 855 [297.] Borrowing a Knife
[Sacrifice is inevitable.]
[Luo Jia] said lightly, his face illuminated by a strange light - but it did not come from the High Heaven, but from the imprisoned fragments of the Star God.

Since being imprisoned in the underground labyrinth on Mars by the false emperor, Guilliman has stolen a little spark of the physical world. However, the emperor realized that the existence of the fragments of the star god would only weaken the warp. He built a cage similar to the maze on Mars, and within ten thousand years, he cleared and imprisoned the fragments of the star god one by one.

Of course, except for those outside the Milky Way.

Guilliman originally believed that the fragments of the C'tan could only be imprisoned within his empire until they were completely destroyed.

But now it seems they have another use.

Five huge ships of the Queen of Glory class were sailing, and the army he led was much smaller than at the beginning. It was not an easy task to launch a surprise attack on the Infinite One Taraxin, even though all the Endless Ones' attention was now on the Outer Ones.

And the target of this fleet is precisely those outside.

Guilliman's real goal is not to fight on the front line with those Imperial Primarchs, but it is just a smokescreen to confuse the Empire - the loyal minister Lorgar, whom he truly trusts, is the core of the plan.

While the rest of the Primarchs of the Empire were being held back, Lorgar, on the orders of Guilliman, was to throw the fragments of the C'tan, who had been imprisoned to madness in the cages of the Chaos Empire, at the Outsiders, to provoke them into further madness, and then lead them to the vicinity of that being.

But what Guilliman had not expected was that the Necrons would withdraw and defect so quickly, and that they would use all their strength to fight against the Outsiders.

Therefore, Lorgar's march had to be hindered - if it had been according to the original plan, by the time the two Mortarions were deciding the winner, the Outer C'tan would have already arrived beside the unconscious Hades.

Instead, the "monster" has gained a short period of recovery time and is about to arrive at the Empire's front line to join the reinforcements.

It took Lorgar some time to break through the Necron lines of Tarazin. The Primarch had to repeatedly look for weak points in the Necron defenses and try his best to ensure that the Outer Guards broke through the Necron lines under their attack.

Now it appears that they have done it.

[Lorgar] thought, his eyes sparkling. Following the Primarch's order, another fleet carrying the fragments of Star God broke away from the main force. Then, a piercing scream exploded on the ship that broke away from the main force, and ripples suddenly appeared in the space. The fragments of the Burner that had been imprisoned by psychic energy for thousands of years wailed and hysterically. The personality it had formed had long been completely shattered, leaving only the madness of destruction and self-destruction.

The scream continued to echo outward, and soon received a response - from a larger, more painful existence -

The Silent King's attack pierced through the Outer's originally intact body. After tens of thousands of years of extinction and self-destruction, the Outer suffered such a heavy trauma for the first time. This severe blow made it go crazy. The Outer seemed to have returned to that nightmarish day. The fragments of the Star God it swallowed screamed in its body, cursing and cursing it, trying to take over its body and causing it to fall into chaotic hallucinations again and again, but this was only the beginning.

During the brief period of lucidity, the Outer One intermittently witnessed the fighting among its own kind due to greed, the betrayal of the Necrons, and the fall of the Star God - in the end, it was the only complete Star God left.

Before seeing the ugly power of the Laughing God again, the Outsiders thought they would exile themselves for eternity.

But that funny and cruel color appeared in front of it again, and the outsider suddenly fell into rage and did not even have time to distinguish that it was not the same power as before, but a crude imitation.

But it can no longer think too much, and its personality has been shattered in ten thousand years of self-exile, but the Milky Way is always calling for the return of the only and last complete Star God - the Outsider rejected the responsibility and authority of the Milky Way, and it fell into a dreamlike madness until the original obsession reappeared.

The only obsession of the Outsiders is to tear apart the clown of the Eldar - Xigaoqi, the clown who fooled it and made mistakes, the ugliness that should be completely erased.

So it moved - after an almost eternal silence, the Outsider began to leap again, chasing that damn existence until that unexpected arrow struck.

The giant arrow forged by great power pierced through the stars and went straight through the energy body of the person outside.

Before the huge, furious, and excruciating pain reached the Outer's dulled mind, the Star God fell into a moment of confusion and bewilderment - it seemed to still be stuck in the Eldar enemy it faced on the Eldar Webway that day and year. At that moment, the Necrons stood beside it, fighting against the Eldar with it.

Then, the outsiders remembered, the betrayal that happened tens of thousands of years ago, that shameless abandonment. The slaves took the divine fire bestowed by the gods, but turned around and used the divine fire to forge divine weapons, shattered the wings of the gods, and imprisoned them in the filthy world.

It thought of its fellow tribesmen who were attacking each other, and of the broken fragments of Star Gods - only those outsiders knew that they could no longer be called Star Gods. There was a huge chasm between the fragments of Star Gods and the complete Star Gods, a world of difference.

Before the pain arrived, the Outsider subconsciously tried to find its own kind - it was not known whether it was out of anger or something else, but a greedy hunger began to surge. The galaxy that had been looking forward to its return had long been dissatisfied, and those huge and disordered laws squeezed it.

The next moment, huge pain finally came.

It was like an endless increase in entropy, the collapse of stars, the shrinking of black holes, the continued turmoil of dark matter, like an exploding singularity, and the huge spherical energy body, which was larger than an entire giant star, screamed.

A corner of the energy restraint ring that was originally running regularly on the outside was broken, and debris as big as asteroids were scattered wantonly from the gap, like flowing water and burning fire. Those outer fragments that had not yet taken shape were also screaming in pain. The overlapping screams sounded like a psychedelic ballad, but it was actually an elegy of the Milky Way. Wherever it arrived, planets were shattered and lives fell.

The giant swelled up, furious, and puzzled. The former ant slaves were now shouting and rushing towards it - in just a moment, the dense, overwhelming silver ocean completely disintegrated into quarks in front of it, and the Milky Way suddenly became clear again.

But the Necrons continued to charge, time and space began to distort, heavy gravitational waves fell, the four laws began to reverse, and all kinds of funny little cages flashing green light smashed towards it.

In an instant, those ridiculous silver slaves were shattered again, just like a giant easily snatching a toy from a child's hand. The laws changed, but with the chaotic consciousness of the outsiders, those sickle-shaped ships were completely turned into planes, or they had never been born from the beginning.

The huge ball of light jumped disorderly within the Necron's defense line, angrily searching for the breath of Xi Gaoqi from before. Reason and arrogance made the god disdain to discover that Trazyn's troops were trying to slow down its pace - after all, as long as it wanted to leave, there was nothing in the galaxy that could stop it.

The gods crushed and wantonly poured their power on the rebellious slaves who overestimated their own capabilities. The tiny alien race that was once delicious now did not even have a trace of satisfaction to make the star gods feel full, and the feeling of hunger became more and more intense - as if it was induced by some existence.

The Outsiders never knew that the civil strife of that year was caused by the lies of the deceivers, and they never knew that the power and authority of their "fellow tribes" would interfere to such an extent.

The next moment - something extremely sad, self-destructive, out of control, familiar, and small - a delicious smell suddenly rose from not far away.

The huge god, which was still leaking the river of light, turned its head and saw its poor fellows, completely insane and confused - no different from it, but after a moment of clarity, it felt hungry.

The pain and exile of the past hit the giant at this moment. It suddenly recalled the star god companions it had swallowed. The truth that had been deeply concealed, unwilling to believe, and gradually forgotten was awakened. In a trance, it opened the power of "taste" and "greed", and recalled the enjoyment it had in the panic.

For the Star Gods, the will of rules and authority born from the chaotic galaxy, complete fusion and unification is their most essential life - the Star Gods are the existence that fights against the increase of disordered entropy, suppresses the existence of chaotic subspace, and represents the regularity and unity of the supreme rules.

This is their irresistible instinct, but there is also a conflict between rules and authority. During the gradual integration, the disputes between authorities and the continued existence of the devoured Star God's will have plunged the Star Gods into chaos - and they were eventually taken advantage of by the Necrons and defeated one by one.

As the embodiment of the power's will was sealed, the new Necrons let it go, the galaxy continued to weaken, and now - the return of a complete Star God has obviously stimulated it.

Authority began to loosen, concepts began to whisper, and outside the battlefield, existence and non-existence itself began to become confused, and reality looked like melted oil pastels to the naked eye.

But the outsiders paid no attention to any of this - the released fragments of the Star God leaped towards it enthusiastically, trying to swallow the elephant with a tiny snake in completely crazy greed. Rivers of light gushed out from the huge ball of light, and then the fragments of the Burner, which were like moths to a flame, suddenly disappeared and merged into the dazzling light.

Unspeakable joy and satisfaction washed into the depths of the will of those outside, growing from the most hidden corners, but were accompanied by a violent impulse - the shattered and imprisoned fragments of memory fell together in that ball of light.

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Chaos and disorder completely replaced the originally broken will of the outsider. It only felt that its senses of peeping into the outside world were now extremely clear, extremely focused, and extremely directed towards that point.

Over there, a tiny ant-sized boat carrying eight pieces of Star God fragments was fleeing towards the far end of the battlefield.

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The next moment, the star field was blank for a moment, and the impact of the jump hit the Necrons' warships, but there was nothing in the Necrons' encirclement at this moment.

Only the shattered and fallen fragments of the outsiders are still shrieking, as if they are unaware of their fate of being ignored and abandoned by the main body. They have been separated from the main body for a short time and have not yet formed an individual will.

Far away on the battlefield, inside the command ship, a sharp explosion erupted from the Infinite Tarasim, and then part of its fleet immediately separated to capture those Star God fragments, and it immediately contacted the Human Empire without any hesitation.

"Be prepared for battle—"

Trazyn cried out desperately,
"The Outsiders have passed - we failed to stop them - run! Run!! Take Hades away from the Outsiders!!! You don't have the strength to fight!!!"

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[It will probably be a sacrifice.]
[Lorgar Aulerion] muttered to himself. He was still standing on his ship, feeling that the psychic support from [Guilliman] was significantly reduced.

[Sacrifice is not terrible, but what is terrible is that sacrifice is meaningless. We must succeed and must not disappoint our Lord’s will.]
[Lorgar Aulerian] was talking to himself and making prayer gestures. Between his golden pupils, the brutal and terrifying power was getting closer and closer.

The fleet's engines had already been stretched to their maximum, and the huge acceleration made the entire ship tremble terribly, as if it would disintegrate in the next second, but this was still not enough to escape the attack range of the outsiders - [Lorgar] kissed the blue falcon on his neck, and golden light exploded from the Primarch's body along with the blue.

To be honest, the Primarch that Robert Guilliman trusted most was Lorgar, followed by Finus and others, and Lorgar had also innocently failed the expectations of the Lord of the Empire.

Every time, he completes his mission.

Even if it means sacrifice.

[Lorgar] thought, and the determination and faith in his heart shone brighter and brighter. In order to live up to [Guilliman]'s ambition, he prayed, and the speed of the entire fleet suddenly began to accelerate again.

The mortal crew members and servitors were smashed into the wall by the huge acceleration, turning into puddles of flesh tightly pressed against the bulkhead.

But in the last moment before death, their numb, painless minds and souls were full of hope and faith.

This is the empire and humanity that Robert Guilliman created.

[Praise the Lord of the Empire!!!]
[Lorgar] shouted fanatically, and his descendants and believers also shouted. With repeated pious calls echoing, they rushed towards the battle line on the Imperial side, where the sleeping "monster" was defenseless.

And facing the outsiders - even though they were severely hit and were shattered at this moment - [Luojia] also believed that there was no force in the galaxy strong enough to fight, and the combat power of a still intact star god was overwhelming.

As long as the Outsiders are led to the vicinity of the artificial Star God, they will begin to devour.

As for how the outsiders would cause destruction within the empire's borders after their victory - Guilliman did not care at all. Even if a single Star God was very powerful, the size of the Milky Way was still there. It was only a matter of destroying one-third of the Milky Way, and the star field with the most backward infrastructure. In the face of victory, this price was not heavy.

Just like the Lord of Humanity pounced on Terra, Guilliman was also prepared to pay a heavy price.

It's just that both decision makers tacitly put the situation of wanting to die together on the line of hostile fate - although Guilliman stubbornly did not want his core star region solar system to be threatened in the slightest, and the Emperor could put his solar system into a huge crisis without any burden.

And now, the outsiders are coming.

Pluto is still sleeping.

"Damn it! Wake up!!"

Malcador jumped up and down and cursed.

(End of this chapter)