Warhammer: Just unified the Empire, you said it was 40K

Chapter 104: Oinomaus, Angron's Mortal Father, Mago the World Eater Centurion
The deep space is like the dark bottom of a hive city.

The crisis of darkness and death erupts at every moment.

In the universe, the best choice is to cloak yourself in darkness, lower your voice, and hide in a dark corner where no one can see you.

Because a little bit of light can attract the most bloodthirsty flies in the universe.

On the waterway, several broken naval warships were floating in the deep space. The ancient machine souls on the wreckage of the warships had long been extinguished, and the corpses floating in the space had long since decayed like stone, filled with the epic of the universe.

The remaining history on them may be more than ten thousand years old.

Just like the great rebellion of the Horus Heresy, this is a battlefield of loyalty and rebellion, a battlefield that has never been recorded by the Imperium. Their sacrifices are like grass, and their contributions are as if they have never been made.

And here, it is the same as it was ten thousand years ago.

A new war is taking place.

The new wreckage of the battleship, mixed in the universe of ten thousand years ago, drifted quietly and silently. The new corpses were also bleeding, and the frozen debris formed a line, and the angry faces were filled with roars, unwillingness and anger.

The closer you get to the battlefield, the more ruins you see.

From sparse to everywhere.

Even fresher blood and roaring corpses began to float around.

On the deck where starship debris is exposed, there are warriors fighting. They cannot make any sound to intimidate the enemy, but the chainswords and melta guns in their hands are flashing the light of loyalty in space.

boom!
A spear of light strikes.

In an instant, all the fighting soldiers were evaporated in the hot spears of light.

The macro cannon in the distance tore through the warships, and the exploding energy tides swept across the center of the battlefield, pushing away the debris and soldiers.

And on the nearby planet Vanino, the battlefield is almost coming to an end.

Just like the setting sun on this planet.

A terrifying figure walked on this terrifying planet, like a king patrolling his territory.

His body was huge, his height was like a small building, his muscles were knotted and full of destructive power.

His body was twisted by chaotic energy, taking on the characteristics of a demon. His skin turned a deep dark red, as if it was completely soaked in blood.

From his head, huge, curved horns sprouted, and from his back, demonic, bat-like wings sprouted.

His face became even more distorted, his eyes seemed to be burning with blood-red light, and his expression was always filled with violence, anger, and hatred.

He was burdened with heavy shackles, his armor was fused with his flesh, and his hands held two huge demonic battle axes, stained with minced flesh and blood.

His body was always surrounded by blood-red mist and flames, and every step he took would leave a burning flame on the ground.

There he stood.

like a statue.

The slave owner on the opposite side would tremble in fear.

He just gasped.

No words were spoken.

The rebels on the opposite side began to kneel down and kowtow.

The strong sense of oppression forced them to surrender.

However, the warriors of death will not stop because of their fear.

The roar of the Blood God continued to reach their ears.

They seemed to see the figure of the Lord of Death, staring at them with hateful eyes, and behind him, the piles of corpses were almost like a cast landscape, crushing their last nerve.

The defensive position was torn apart by chaos.

It's like wolves entering a sheepfold.

Countless positions were torn apart and scattered everywhere.

Trajan's eyes were bloodshot.

I have endured countless days and nights and experienced countless tense nerves.

Finally, I couldn't bear it anymore.

"We can't hold this place anymore. I'm afraid we'll have to temporarily abandon this world and evacuate to Ultramar's outer defenses."

"Damn Huron! It was his rebellion that cost us a large number of warriors. Add to that the harassment from the Tyranids and the rise of the aliens in the Bay of Damocles, and we've lost a lot of our energy. If only we had a world where we could free ourselves, even if it was just a Knight family."

"The Knight Family can't deal with it. Perhaps we need the Gene Father."

".Don't think too much. There's no point in talking about this now. We can only report what's happening here to the Chapter Master. This isn't someone we can handle. After all, he was once a Primarch."

"Angron, the Ascended Demon. The Butcher's Hand."

"The barrier between the Warp and the real universe here has been weakened so much, and we didn't notice it at all. Are they trying to create a third Eye of Terror here?" The first Eye of Terror is naturally the largest Eye of Terror. Almost every great expedition sent by Chaos Warmaster Abaddon, and every time demons enter the real universe, they pass through here.

The second one is near the great vortex in the center of the Extreme Star Field. It is also the place where the Star Claws rebelled and Blackheart Huron fled. Although it is not the Eye of Terror, its danger level is second only to the Eye of Terror.

The appearance of Angron is an absolute major event in the real universe, even in the Empire.

And ordinary places are not enough to summon a great demon like the Warp.

Only when the barriers of reality are weakened to the extreme can such subspace demons be summoned.

Previously, Angron was almost summoned by the World Eaters in the real universe, which shocked the empire.

Every Primarch, even the traitorous one, appears.

For the empire, these are matters of profound impact.

Trajan was still reluctant to believe that in their Ultramar, there would be such a thin barrier between the real universe and the warp. At the beginning, under the order of Calgar, he captured the Chaos Beacon of a plague planet, but that planet had been completely corrupted. They did not apply for an extermination order, but simply destroyed everything related to the Chaos ritual and left.

The planet was also saved.

They thought it didn't matter. After all, it was just a corrupted border planet. Compared with the center of the empire, important fortresses, knight worlds, and forge worlds, the pollution was not worth mentioning at all. Even Captain Calgar didn't care about the impact of this matter.

Until they encountered a new Chaos Beacon on their way back.

They also encountered a Gamma World warship that was resolving a new Chaos Beacon.

However, Trajan had not had time to communicate too much with the soldiers of the Gamma world. He just took a quick glance at the crowd of people communicating and seemed to see the figure of Captain Cato Sicarius among them.

Then they encountered a terrorist attack from Chaos.

They and their opponents were separated by the pursuit of the forces of Chaos. Trajan returned to their camp, while the other side was forced to land on the planet of the Chaos Beacon.

I hope everything goes well for them, after all, they are all Astartes soldiers.

The Ultramarines of Ultramar strictly follow the Codex Astartes. They are very resolute towards their enemies and aliens, but they are as kind and benevolent as salamanders towards their own kind.

Especially when he knew that the other side was carrying a ship of Weepers who were atonement.

Normally, even the Ultramarines are unwilling to deal with the Weepers Chapter or the Blood Angels. It is probably only the Salamanders of the Empire who would chat with the Weepers.

"The Thunderhawk warship has landed."

“Evacuate.”

Facing an undefeatable enemy, perhaps only a temporary retreat can allow us to plan a plan to retake the enemy.

Fortunately, they didn't lose much. This barren world had no foundry industry and no strategic value. Even if their enemies seized it, they would only get a completely indefensible world.

Let you party first.

Your current excitement will only bring you more wrath from the Emperor.

Watching the enemy retreat.

Chaos began to revel.

They celebrated their victory with artillery fire, they used orbital guns to evaporate the air on the planet, they used destruction to bombard the ground, and they used profane rituals to sacrifice the entire planet and weaken the barriers of the real world.

The Chaos servants of the Warp light up the beacon.

Use the gathered power of chaos to further weaken the barrier between the real universe and the subspace, ignoring the countless angry eyes and hatred from the battleships of the Ultramar world.

Chaos worshippers, wizards, and chaos sorcerers used the piles of death and a planet to initiate a chaos ritual, summoning Chaos Demons from the Warp. These demons will continue to play blasphemous witchcraft in the real universe, using the power of psychic energy to continuously weaken the barriers until, like the Eye of Terror, those demons can enter and exit freely, until, like the Eye of Terror, the corrosive energy of the Warp can be irradiated at will, allowing Chaos to breed, allowing demons to grow, and making the boundary between reality and chaos no longer exist.
On a certain ship.

It was as if I heard a strange voice from another world.

Their brows furrowed.

It seems like he remembered something.

Especially as the subspace barriers were weakened, their memories began to become clearer and more real, as if they had seen them somewhere before.

"Nuseriya, I seem to have heard of it somewhere."

Oinomaus' soul was mixed with the memories of other clones. As his memories merged, he would constantly acquire data from past souls. "It seems that there was someone who killed me in a duel. Or rather, it wasn't him who killed me, but I gave up the duel. I needed to end his suffering."

The confused memory not only troubled him, but also the person next to him.

"Kahn?"

This is also a name he is familiar with.

He seemed to have heard of this guy, and just the mention of this name made him extremely angry.

The other party is a guy who is more infuriating than a traitor.

He seemed to have done something that had led to an almost irreparable betrayal.

But
He could clearly tell anyone that he had never seen this person.

(End of this chapter)