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"Blood sacrifice to the Blood God, skull to the Skull Throne."

The army of demons howled.

Eighty-eight great demons of the Blood God roared to the sky at the same time. They were forged from the most ancient emotion of fear in all things.

They are the embodiment of battle rage, the embodiment of blood thirst, and the mythical Titans of tyranny and destruction.

Valkia, Skarbrand, Sera Anfongrim, Kabanha, Scajj, Terrorx, Madag...

One by one, the Khorne Daemons, familiar or unfamiliar to the human empire, appeared on Titan.

And their appearance is not the end.

The earth is shaking and the sky is crying.

A terrifying shadow walked into reality from the blood rain and stepped onto the land of Titan.

The King of Red Sand, the Red Angel, the Slave of Nukelia, the King of Gladiators, the Prince of Blood, the Broken One, the Will of War and Fire, the former Betrayer, the Eternal Curse.

Angron, the son of betrayal!
The former Primarch of the Empire, now the Demon Primarch.

Flames burned on his strong and powerful body, and his red eyes revealed endless anger and fighting spirit.

Angron looked up at the palace, the battle axe in his hand burning with black flames, and he grinned a tyrannical smile.

"I am back!"

He let out a roar towards the sky.

Angron led all the Khorne demons and charged towards Terra along the road paved by the shadows of the Warp.

Even though they were separated by the starry sky, they seemed to have reached Terra in one charge.

"Retreat, we can't win!"

Mu Yi led the Grey Knights to begin a strategic shift. They really couldn't win, and Khorne was watching from above. God knew how much combat power the opponent could exert.

Moreover, seeing that the surrounding environment was about to turn into a subspace, Mu Yi was not stupid enough to challenge the opponent's army on someone else's territory.

Without the emperor's protection, Mu Yi decisively chose to escape.

Although the Grey Knights wanted to destroy these demons, they also knew that Titan had been breached by the enemy and they needed to return to Terra and organize a new line of defense with the Ultramarines.

Mu Yi's escape caused Khorne's dissatisfaction. He did not like warriors running away. In his eyes, such behavior was a complete betrayal of the glory of warriors.

Khorne's wrath brought forth his most loyal hound, Karanak. This three-headed hound was the embodiment of Khorne's hatred.

He roared to the sky, and countless flesh hounds responded to his roar.

They leaped up from the warp and rushed towards Mu Yi and the Grey Knights.

Mu Yi led the Grey Knights in a fighting and retreating manner, but the hounds bit them tightly, and even after they evacuated to Terra, they could not get rid of these guys.

"It's a bit troublesome!"

Mu Yi's face didn't look very good. He had just been used as a tool by the Emperor and his condition was not very good. Facing Karanak, the embodiment of Khorne's hatred, the fight was quite painful.

"You are Mu Yi? The new war commander of the empire?"

A shadowy sound rang in Mu Yi's ears, like boiling asphalt overflowing from a pool, and a sticky black shadow spread out from deep under the ground.

Mu Yi narrowed his eyes slightly, swept the Tiger Soul across, and all the shadows were forced back by the raging fire.

"You do have some skills. Leave this to me and you go do what you should do!"

The thick black shadow continued to spread, like a snake, completely crawling up the body of the three-headed hound.

The mad hound desperately bit the shadow that trapped him, but all its actions could not stop the shadow from spreading.

The black shadow grew bigger and bigger, and suddenly broke off one of the hound's heads, but the blood-red light that followed forced the shadow back.

Countless black shadows gathered together to form a majestic figure, several times taller than a Space Marine.

It carries a pair of steel wings on its back, shaped like a raven's wings.

His emaciated face was as pale as snow, his eyes were as black as liquid, and his black hair fell to his shoulders like a ghost.

"The Raven Lord, Corax, greets the new Warmaster!"

The Grey Knights stared in horror at this Primarch who had disappeared for who knows how long. Now he was like the demon Primarchs, possessing powerful psychic powers.

But at least now, they are on the same page.

The final war has begun, and Mu Yi realized this clearly.

He led the Grey Knights back to Terra, where Guilliman was now fighting Angron in single combat, but it was clear that he was no match for him.

The power emanating from the battle axe in Angron's hand became increasingly violent.

He split the earth apart, and terrible gullies appeared on the surface, which was shocking to the sight.

The Ultramarines, Custodes, and Eldar warriors all tried to cooperate with Guilliman to stop the maddened Angron.

But no one was his match, his violent force shattered everything.

Mu Yi felt like a firefighter. He waved Tiger Soul to block Angron's giant axe.

But the situation did not improve much. The Ultramarines, the Legio Custodes and the Grey Knights were defeated one after another in the face of Khorne.

"It seems I came back just in time!"

The steady voice echoed across Terra.

A tall man, like a lion, walked out of the void.

A Khorne Daemon charged at the man.

Black flames burned on the man's body, like a mythical angel of punishment.

He is the Lord of the Dark Angels, a god forged by the Hand of the Emperor.

The black flames burned fiercely, and the Khorne demon turned into ashes in an instant.

"Lion?" Guilliman was overjoyed but a little puzzled. "Why do you look so much older?"

"Guilliman, you should exercise more!"

A heavy two-handed sword slashed from Llane's hand towards Angron. As primarchs who had liberated their origins, the two men fought equally.

"Stand back, leave this to me, and go command the army with our new warmaster!"

The liberated Guilliman returned to the command position, and he had no choice but to fight Angron alone.

Apart from him, no one else could stop this crazy guy, and of course not him either.

He himself was not a Primarch who was good at fighting, not to mention that he was not fully awakened.

"Warmaster, give the orders!"

Hearing Guilliman's presence, Mu Yi's face turned red with embarrassment. What a joke! He had never commanded an interstellar war.

The Emperor appointed him as war commander purely for the sake of overall stability.

"Guilliman, in the name of the Warmaster, I order you to command all the chapters to counterattack. Don't just focus on Khorne. Other demons should be arriving soon."

Mu Yi could only blame Guilliman and fight on the front line against many Khorne Daemons.

In this situation, there is no need to worry about Khorne's reaction. Kill a Khorne demon and directly put its soul into the reincarnation barrier to start refining it.

The situation quickly improved. As the son of war, Guilliman was naturally good at commanding wars. He led the Space Marines and mortal armies, coordinated with warships and Titans, to launch a frenzied attack on the army of Khorne.

Because of the invasion of the Warp, the material universe has been greatly distorted. One can see Khorne demons riding on hounds jumping towards warships in space and fighting against Space Marines on the warships.

The war set the galaxy ablaze.

"Roar!"

Khorne gained strength from the war. He rose from the brass throne and chopped into the void with his axe burning with blood and fire.

"Boom!" The door of the void was broken by Khorne, the warp began to spread, and the Garden of Nurgle, the Hall of Pleasure, and the Labyrinth of Tzeentch began to materialize.

The erosion of the warp is even more serious.

There was a sound of breaking glass in the air.

Unholy rays of light emerged from the cracks, carrying the most extreme malice. Everyone could feel that the will that extremely hated everything in the real world was trying to break through the limitations and come to the real world.

Kacha, Kacha.

The real space shattered like broken glass, and the light from the highest sky poured out like a flood that broke through a dam.

The black-gold arch was ignited by a huge halo of energy.

On the other side of the door frame emerged an extremely magnificent church.

A tall figure stood on the other side of the portal.

Lorgar, Lord of the Word Bearers, stepped through the portal, his golden body draped in a robe and crown with burning spells depicted on it.

"I'm back, father!" With a mocking look on his face, Luo Jia looked towards the direction of the palace.

"Lorgar!" The overwhelming hatred echoed on the battlefield, and the Lord of the Dark Crows let out a furious roar.

"Haha, Lord of the Dark Crows, have fun with the Hound of Vengeance!"

As Lorgar spoke, he swung the hammer in his hand.

Several portals opened in the subspace.

In Nurgle's garden, the dark green demon primarch Mortarion also walked through the portal.

The demons of Nurgle, Tzeentch, and Slaanesh all came to the vicinity of Terra through the portal.

A large number of Word Bearers and Possessed Warriors, with the help of the Warp, quickly descended upon the vicinity of Terra.

"The decisive battle has begun!" whispered the emperor sitting on the golden throne.

"Come back, son of the empire!"

Pillars of light emerged, dazzling and shining with arcs. The golden light representing purity and holiness flickered on Terra.

With the sound of a loud horn, a huge gate of light opened.

A giant as big as the Primarch stepped out from the light, his skin as dark as midnight and as smooth as polished obsidian.

"Emperor, I'm back!"

Vulkan, Lord of Fire Dragons.

Grasping a huge warhammer made of steel and bronze, the Lord of Fire Dragons rushed towards Lorgar, the Lord of the Word Bearers.

In this final decisive battle, the Primarchs became the most dazzling presence on the battlefield.

A war more massive than the Great Rebellion began on the battlefield.

The Primarchs under the Golden Throne appeared on Terra one after another.

The war began to become extremely terrifying.

"Fulgrim?"

Lorgar looked at the brand new Imperial Phoenix in confusion. He didn't understand why the other party appeared here since it had already become a demon primarch.

"You'll understand!"

Without further explanation, Fulgrim completely released his psychic power and transformed into a gigantic fire phoenix, flying towards Lorgar.

The terrifying spiritual energies confronted each other violently in space, distorting and destroying everything around them.

"I saw the fall of the empire, and you are just replicating everything in the past!" Carlos, the great demon of Tzeentch, screamed.

However, the next moment, both heads froze.

The firelight on the battlefield illuminated the golden armor, highlighting its perfect outline.

The white wings are majestic, like an eagle's wings, and every feather is flowing with brilliance.

The long golden hair fluttered in the wind.

Archangel Sanguinius descends upon the battlefield.

"Your master doesn't have the final say on your fate, demon. You should see if you can leave here alive today."

The light flowed and wove into a sharp spear in Sanguinius's hand.

The spear shone coldly and was full of murderous intent.

"It's time to reckon with your sins, demons!"

As the Primarchs returned one by one, the chapters that fought under the Golden Throne also returned one after another.

The daemons of the Warp can be resurrected, and they can also be resurrected under the power of the Emperor.

The addition of a large number of manpower gave Mu Yi some free time, but he did not dare to relax at all.

He seized every opportunity to refine the demon and try to restore his condition.

The war has just begun and it has already turned out like this. God knows what will happen next.

Every Primarch and Great Demon has transcended the levels of immortals and gods, and is unleashing their terrifying power in the increasingly invasive environment of the Warp.

Angron roared, causing the entire space to collapse, forming violent whirlwinds of fire that tore through everything in sight.

"Beep~" A long horn sounded across the battlefield.

Mu Yi finally became excited. Someone finally came from his hometown!
The immortals and gods of Kyushu have finally arrived!
Click, click.

The space began to shatter, and a large number of auspicious clouds appeared above the battlefield, followed by the appearance of several powerful immortals and gods.

The most eye-catching thing, of course, is the several magnificent figures that appear in the depths of the subspace and almost occupy the universe.

"Four against three, you can't win!"

Tzeentch tried to put pressure on Ziwei and the others. They consumed their origin and a large amount of accumulation to resurrect Slaanesh just to have an extra helper at this moment.

"No, it's four against four!"

The Emperor stood up from the Golden Throne, and his withered body began to recover rapidly.

"How is this possible!" Tzeentch looked in the direction of the Emperor in horror.

"Nothing is impossible!" The emperor drew out his greatsword, and golden flames burned on the greatsword.

And on top of the golden throne, a small tower was spinning, completely suppressing the golden throne.

Mu Yi looked at this thing with some envy.

The exquisite tower of the mysterious heaven and earth.

I didn’t expect that Emperor Ziwei and his men would even borrow this kind of thing.

The emperors tacitly moved the war into the subspace.

The war on the ground had just entered its white-hot stage when the Kyushu army emerged from the altar like a tide.

The Plague Gods formed a Plague God Formation and, under the leadership of Lu Yue, charged into the territory of the Garden of Nurgle.

Where you fall, there you stand up.

Lu Yue presided over the Plague God Array, ruthlessly purifying the realm of Nurgle. The Great Unclean Ones were unable to compete with them and could only watch Lu Yue cleanse the Garden of Nurgle.

On the other side, the Big Dipper and the Southern Dipper, under the leadership of the Northern Dipper and Southern Dipper Star Gods, formed a life and death formation, frantically bombarding the demons in the sky.

The Buddha from Lingshan formed a ten thousand Buddha formation and brought countless demons into Buddhism. Under the Buddha's light, countless demons were subdued. (End of this chapter)