Warhammer: Emperor's Ravenbringer

Chapter 128 Beautiful Lolita Ship Girl

Those on the outside let out a terrifying scream.

The space shattered like glass.

The flow of time is frozen.

And then it was crushed into powder.

The speed of the Star God is beyond people's understanding.

A shiny metal tentacle cut through space.

Instantly, Horus, who was standing in the void, was knocked thousands of miles away.

The terrifying force caused horrible cracks to appear on his armor.

The one on the outside extends a metal hand.

Green flames covered the shiny fingers.

A terrible suction force locked onto Horus and sucked him in again.

Horus was suppressed by the spiritual power of the Outsiders and had no power to fight back.

Metal fragments flew from a distance.

In Ryan's hand, it was reconstructed into a long sword covered with an annihilation field.

The long sword condensed the power to destroy the world, and the overflowing waves alone caused the space to distort.

As Ryan swung his sword, it chopped the metal body of the outsider, stirring up a terrifying energy wave.

The one on the outside let out a cry of pain and his huge body staggered backwards.

Horus was also able to escape, using his time and space abilities to get rid of his opponent's restraints.

Then he raised the war hammer high, condensed countless violent thunders, and attacked the Star God together with Ryan.

The genetic engines implanted in the two men switched to overload mode.

Extremely terrifying energy gushed out from their bodies.

There is not only energy from the material world, but also magic from the highest heaven.

In this battle of unequal strength, they are slowly awakening to their true nature.

That is their most precious thing and the most precious gift given to them by the Emperor.

If they can continue to grow, they will possess strength and wisdom that are no less than anyone else.

The clash between the three was like a battle between gods.

Time and space collapsed, and order disappeared.

The stars produced wave after wave of terror because of their fighting and slaughter.

The hot substance continued to spray out.

The temperature of the surrounding space rises sharply.

The Grand Master Luther, Astelan and members of the Council of Four Kings who stayed outside witnessed the horrifying scene.

The core of the Dyson sphere is disintegrating because of this horrific war between gods.

The giant pillars made of black metal are crumbling.

Horrible cracks also appeared on the metal surface.

A strange witchcraft light mixed with the light of stars burst out from the cracks.

The C'tan is stronger than the two Primarchs.

After another close combat collision, the hammer in Horus' hand was shattered by the Star God, and the whole person flew out.

Crashed into a huge metal pillar.

The armor on his body turned into pieces.

Soon, it returned to normal in a burst of light.

After a while, Ryan, who was shrouded in the light, was also knocked away.

It slammed heavily into a metal wall, leaving a deep dent in it.

Sanguinius, Angron, Guilliman and other Primarchs jumped down from the cracks that penetrated the core of the earth and entered the prison space.

Just in time to see Ryan being knocked away, they all joined in the battle.

The nine Primarchs joined forces to fight against the Star God.

This is undoubtedly something worth remembering in history.

If someone in the future records this event, it will certainly describe the battle between the nine human gods and the gods of alien races.

This is a war between gods.

"Roar!"

Angron roared like a wild animal.

With his original power initially awakened, he transformed into a giant who stood tall and proud.

The red armor was brighter than ever before.

An immense, unprecedented power burns within his strong flesh and blood.

He transcended time and space and became a true god of war.

In the warp, as his dormant essence began to awaken, a terrifying storm arose.

The Chaos Gods looked at him with indescribable greed and hatred.

It possesses both reality and illusion, and has a divine body that transcends mortals in the material world. This should be their chosen one, the incarnation that walks the human world in accordance with their will.

But the vile curser took them away.

Extremely shameless.

As the battle went on, other Primarchs began to awaken, transforming into one huge ancient Titan after another.

The power they released caused the entire Dyson sphere and real space to collapse.

The veil between reality and the empire is cracking.

On the surface, endless flashes of lightning covered the sky.

Night fell suddenly, and a violent blood rain poured down, soaking everything in the blink of an eye.

As the Primarchs burst forth with their own share of power, the sky became a transparent window into the Warp.

A giant spherical eye as huge as a mountain range and strange monsters that only appear in the dreams of madmen spy the impending doomsday scene below.

The laws of reality completely break down.

Endless Necron constructs inexplicably grew flesh and blood.

The virus of chaos leaps and spreads through their thought networks.

Whispers from the distant past and future echoed in the air.

again and again.

They sing praises to the future gods of humanity.

The ignorant Son of God will officially embark on the path of transcendence today.

The one outside let out a terrifying scream, shattering the surrounding space.

A strange wind of nothingness poured in through the crack.

The performance of the primarchs brought some clarity to its crazy eyes.

It seems like returning to the distant past.

In the days when the ancient saints had not yet been defeated, there were also a group of gods fighting for them.

The outsider thought of the despicable liar.

That guy was also a member of the Ancient Saints camp, and it was he who caused him to become like this.

Violent emotions emanate from the outsiders.

It launched an extremely violent attack on the Primarchs.

As the scale of the war between gods continues to expand.

Luther, Abaddon and others retreated to the surface.

This battle is no longer something they can interfere with.

The human forces on the surface are retreating to a safe place through the portal in an orderly manner.

The war is over as the Dyson sphere of incredible size is disintegrating.

Horrible cracks tore through the earth, and strange light burst out from the ground.

Countless Necron constructs fell into it and were reduced to ashes in an instant.

boom! !

Angron was punched by the Star God and flew from underground to high above the surface.

It crashed into a magnificent metal tower building, causing a deafening explosion.

cough! cough!
Angron coughed a few times and emerged from the smoke.

He looked down and found that only the handle of the battle axe in his hand was left.

Throw it away and look around.

He saw the tall tower that he had knocked down. It was a spire-shaped building that was tens of kilometers high and made entirely of black metal.

Angron picked up the tower and swung it a few times, using it as his weapon. He let out an earth-shattering roar, then jumped through a crack and joined the battle.

Nine giants shrouded in infinite energy and light joined forces to besiege the outsiders.

The outsiders knocked them down again and again.

But with the support of the technological and mysterious sides, the Primarchs stood up again and again.

The battle lasted for several days and nights.

In the end, the outsiders lost.

Defeated by the nine Primarchs.

The Dyson sphere was also destroyed and turned into fragments scattered in the void.

Even the imprisoned star was not spared and was shattered in the battle.

The debris was not enough to sustain a fusion reaction, so it extinguished and became a nebula emitting bright light.

Those outside were locked in the black force field.

The black domain force field is a special force field with zero time and zero spatial fluctuation.

For the gods outsiders who are isolated from the highest heaven, this is the best prison.

The Primarchs entrusted Dorn with the task of escorting the Outer Ones back to Terra.

Dorn gladly accepted the task.

Embark on the journey to Terra.

After a six-week journey in the Warp, Dorn's flagship, the Eternal Crusade, arrived at the Gate of Bliss in the solar system with a large fleet and entered the real universe through it.

Such a large fleet aroused the vigilance of the garrison troops.

Even if a Primarch is leading the team, it is not enough to let people down.

After a series of complicated inspections, only the Eternal Expedition was allowed to enter the inner star region of the solar system, and other warships were required to wait in the ports in the outer star region.

Dorn could understand that this measure was to protect the human home planet.

But being suspected of having ill intentions still made him unhappy.

The Gate of Bliss gradually disappeared from sight, and magnificent celestial-level structures and numerous ports gradually appeared in front of Dorne.

Magnificent celestial-class battleships, computers, and entrances to small universes.

A giant metal ring surrounding Terra, Mars.

Those structures are so grand, magnificent and shocking that it feels like you have arrived in the kingdom of giants.

When Dorn arrived at the port of Terra, he was given a grand welcome.

Perturabo personally led people to greet them.

Malcador and the Emperor were both too busy to greet him in person.

Even meeting someone requires an appointment.

"A complete star god. You have done a great job."

Perturabo looked at the giant cube encapsulating the black field matrix, feeling a little bitter in his heart.

News of the nine Primarchs' united battle against an ancient C'tan spread across the Imperial network.

It has become a topic of conversation for countless citizens of the empire.

While other Primarchs were dominating the galaxy and making great achievements, he was working as a foreman and building structures here in the solar system.

This is such a waste of his talent for war.

"It was just luck." Dorn said modestly, "I heard that you are building Perturabo's Wrath, a super-giant weapon that can strike anywhere in the galaxy or even the universe."

After hearing Dorn's words, the little worries in Perturabo's heart disappeared instantly, and he revealed a complacent smile.

"It has just started, and it will take some time to complete, but the finished product will definitely open your eyes. When the human empire possesses Perturabo's wrath, the entire universe will become the empire's possession."

The universe is 140 billion years old, with an observable diameter of 960 billion light-years and countless planets.

Perturabo's Wrath can destroy the target planet or even the target galaxy directly, regardless of distance, once the coordinates are known.

"That will be a difficult task." Dorn said, "If you need help, you can always come to me."

Perturabo looked at Dorn.

For a moment, I couldn't tell whether the other party was honest or looked down on my abilities.

"Wow, my little rock."

The raven appeared out of nowhere and landed on Perturabo's shoulder, interrupting the conversation between the two primarchs.

He was showing off his French fries just now, but he inexplicably felt the disturbance of fate.

After investigating, I discovered that there was an additional timeline of the Dorne Rebellion in the future, and I was immediately shocked.

In that timeline, Dorn's meeting with Perturabo ended on bad terms.

Perturabo angrily accused Dorn of being too arrogant, believing that he was jealous that he could build Perturabo's Wrath while he could not.

Dorne was also angered, leaving hidden dangers for future corruption.

In the coming period, Dorn was corrupted by various things and eventually embraced the source of pollution and the Chaos Gods.

He also corrupted several other Primarchs, assembled a terrifying army, and launched an attack on Terra.

He vowed to destroy everything Perturabo had built, and from the ruins he would raise a more perfect creation.

In order to avoid such a future, Raven came to the port to prevent the relationship between the two from deteriorating.

"Mr. Raven." Dorn saluted the raven.

"I can feel your love for your brother, but it's a pity that you are destined to have no time to help him."

The raven completed Dorne's words.

It was to protect both their feelings and the self-esteem of the two Primarchs.

The big guy is such a jerk!!

This kind of thing should be done by him!!
Why does it always fall on my head? !

In this fucking world, poor raven always has to do so much work.

The raven complained silently in its mind, then jumped in front of Dorn.

"Perturabo has been quite busy lately. Now that the unification of the galaxy has become a trend, the remaining enemies are no longer a threat. Since you have returned to Terra, there is no need to rush to the battlefield."

"The Administration of the Universe, which is on the right track, is planning to launch its first conquest plan. Why don't you go and take charge to avoid chaos?"

"Plan of conquest?" Dorn looked confused. "Conquer where?"

Hehe, of course it is to conquer those cute lolis.

Raven thought of the ship girls of Azure Lane and smiled mischievously.

Dorn tilted his head and stared at the raven.

I always feel like Mr. Raven is doing something bad.

"I can't explain too much here. You'll understand when you get there." Raven said, "Leave the Outer Ones to the Mechanical Sage of the Unification Council, and you can report to the Microcosm where the Administration of the Universe is located."

After explaining the situation, the raven disappeared out of thin air with a bang.

Dorn and Perturabo chatted for a while.

Because of the raven's presence, their conversation was not harmonious, but it was not confrontational either.

After completing the handover, Dorn led his personal guards to the Administration of the Universe.

The entrances and exits of each microcosm are built magnificently.

The entrance and exit of the microcosm where the Administration of the Universe is located is built to look like a large wheel rotating with a central axis.

Half of the 800-kilometer-long central axis is invisible. It is immersed in the void and connects the small universe outside the big universe.

Dorn and others boarded a flying vehicle, went in along the central axis, passed through the pierced cosmic barrier, and finally arrived at the Administration of the Universe.

The microcosm where the Administration of All Heavens is located is a huge machine.

Endless lengths of steam pipes covered the floors and walls.

Thick cables tangled like dying snakes.

Rows of towering equipment, interspersed with countless panels and gauges.

The great machine throbs with its workings, its pistons pounding back and forth in an endless cycle at the edge of the universe.

The huge space-time reshaper erupted with dazzling light, and flashing energy beams shuttled and jumped between the space-time maintainers.

Hundreds of thousands of oil-stained servitors maintained the machines under the supervision of Mechanicus priests wearing black and red cloaks.

In the center of the microcosm, a magnificent arch stands, emitting a faint light.

In front of the arch is a huge metal platform, shiny and smooth.

A group of selected agents are gathering near the platform.

Prepare to be launched into the "Azur Lane" universe.

Cawl personally greeted Dorn and briefed him on the target universe.

"You said that the battleship in that universe can transform into various girls?"

Dorn looked at the picture displayed on the data pad in his hand.

That was a beautiful and cute armed loli ship girl.

(End of this chapter)