Warhammer: Don't Call Me the God of All Machines

Chapter 88 All Tactics Jump Gang
Not all World Eaters chose to betray. Even after the internal purge of Isstvan III, there were still Astartes loyal to the Emperor within the XII Legion.

The World Eaters are beyond salvation, and Locke has an almost delusional idea in his mind: if the Butcher's Nails can be removed, then those still loyal World Eaters may be able to turn back into War Dogs, and they can pass on the glorious War Dog Legion.

To the former Lord of the Warhounds, the Legion was in some ways more important than its own Primarch.

He had given everything to the XII Legion, but after being buried in the Dreadnought, he watched it continue to decline and lose all its glory.

Luo Xi was silent for a few seconds, and he reserved his attitude, "I can't tell you clearly, but I will try to think of a solution. There is still hope."

He then added: "But my advice is not to hold out too much hope. This thing was not originally prepared for humans, and as you can see, it will cause irreversible damage to the human brain. Even if the Butcher's Nail can be removed, it cannot save the loss of life."

"It is better to die on the operating table while the butcher's nails are removed than to be its slave and live in oblivion."

"Anyway, War Dog thanks you for your help." Fearless expressed his gratitude. This was the only good news Locke had heard in all those years.

Unfortunately, this news came too late.

There is no concept of space and time in the subspace, everything is chaotic.

When the fleet's navigator predicted that the Nuceria system was just ahead, the huge fleet began to gradually jump out of the warp.

The first to jump to Mandeville Point were the small warships, which would act as pioneers and clear possible dangers for the large forces behind.

The massive Glory of Macragge was the next to appear in the galaxy, and the flagship's aviary and other scanning arrays immediately discovered the Triumvirate docked in the orbit of Nuceria.

No one could ignore an Abyssal Fury-class battleship, even if the Ultramarines had sunk one not long ago.

If the power of the battle planet Amaterra were left out, the Ultramarines would not have dared to assert that the fleet would be able to retain the Triumvirate.

"When the Amatra arrives, destroy that battleship immediately!"

"Disperse the fleet and release magnetic mines to create a minefield to block its escape route."

Guilliman resumed his role as war commander, all weapons of war were being prepared, and after a huge battle planet was jumped, a one-sided war broke out.

Roboute didn't know why the enemy stopped in orbit and didn't fight back, but he would not let go of this opportunity anyway.

The fleet opened fire at full capacity at the Primarch's command.

The light spears and macro cannons first aimed at the battered Trinity Prayer. The battle planet was supporting it from the rear. It did not make any further attempts. The most powerful neutron ejector was being preheated and charged.

Thousands of powerful spears of light, controlled by the Thinker, hit the hull of the Trinity, especially its bridge and tail engine. They had to paralyze its command center and power center as soon as possible and never let it escape again.

Guilliman watched his own attack cross the long space until it reached the vicinity of the enemy ship.

But something happened that was unbelievable to all the Extreme Marines. The light spear that was powerful enough to evaporate a small destroyer disappeared instantly after entering the space where Nuceria was located.

That was not a sign of being defended by the Void Shield, there was no sign of any energy fluctuations.

The macrocannons and torpedoes that followed vanished visibly from the Aviary's screen, as if they had sunk into an invisible ocean imperceptible to the naked eye. Space and time seemed to have warped, and all attacks were ineffective. Even the neutron cannons, Guilliman's greatest hope, were unable to break this strange phenomenon. The torrent of energy seemed to further turmoil the space, but like attacking a phantom in the water, all attacks returned to calm after their conclusion.

The silhouette of the Trisapacor was still docked in orbit, like an illusory shadow that was difficult to distinguish between true and false.

The senior technicians and technical priests on the flagship were nervously collecting and analyzing all intelligence about the enemy. They had to figure out what had happened and why all the attacks had failed.

After an intense discussion, the General Staff submitted a report to Guilliman:
All the instruments showed that Nukeria was now in another space. The energy of the subspace had completely isolated all attacks from the outside world. They were indeed firing at a phantom.

Looking from space, the entire planet of Nukeria seemed to be shrouded in a layer of light scarlet mist. It was definitely not a natural mist, because the blood-colored mist had spread into the universe.

Even just one glance is enough to stir up terrible desires for tyranny and bloodthirstiness in the hearts of mortals with weak willpower. Some powerful force is entrenched here, polluting everything around it.

Luo Xi smelled a faint scent of blood, and at this moment he was in a space battleship millions of kilometers away.

It is more like a mental meme that acts on the observer across the distance of time and space.

Roboute's expression was extremely solemn. It was obvious that this was another piece of Warp sorcery that the Word Bearers were good at.

Once again, these traitors use the power of the Mystic Side against them.

"Prepare for an airborne landing. I will personally lead the team to land in Nuceria and make a thorough settlement with my traitorous brothers." Guilliman was still fully armored, holding the Red Sincerity Dagger in his hand, and his tone was cold.

"You should be cautious. There are two of your brothers down there. Are you sure you can defeat them?"

Luo Xi was a little worried. He didn't know how strong Luo Jia and Angron were, but the simplest logic could also lead to the conclusion: one against two would be a very unfavorable situation.

"They have burned and massacred dozens of worlds on my territory and killed hundreds of billions of people. If I continue to make unnecessary attempts here, how can I face them?"

Guilliman had made up his mind, but he also told Roche that he would be fully equipped.

"The Ever-Victorious Army will land with me, as well as the Think Tank troops that were just reorganized from the Legion. They will serve as an important force in this battle."

"I will show the traitors that they are not the only ones who can play with psionics. We can, too."

Seeing that Guilliman was ready, Roxi didn't say much. He just watched the blue giant's back gradually disappearing before his eyes, and he felt something was wrong in his heart.

This war-son of Macragge always seems to prefer fighting alone when the situation is stalemate.

Whether it is a space naval battle or a surface landing battle, the final outcome will always become a boarding and close combat between the two armies.

Luo Xi believes that this phenomenon is related to the subspace anomalies that appeared on the planet Nukeria. It seems that some mysterious existence has been trying hard to make this happen.

In space, Thunderhawk gunships and Fist assault boats poured out of the hangar one after another. These airships filled with Extreme Marines will try to break into Nuceria's atmosphere under the cover of artillery fire.

Suddenly, like a shower of meteors falling from the sky, the weather in Nuceria turned into an Astarte shower.

(End of this chapter)