Warhammer 40 Spring: Loyalty of the Multiverse

Chapter 71 Back to Back with the Primarch

"Huh? Why is it the Astral Knights Chapter?" Kessaror, the think tank on the bridge, was completely bewildered as he looked at the dragonbone code that had been transmitted!
According to their previous intelligence, the Astral Knights Chapter had long been wiped out! How could they possibly be here? And judging by the appearance, they've been corrupted by Chaos. It's practically become a Chaos Warband!
But now is not the time to pursue this matter. With a command from Kesharol, the warships charged forward, unleashing full firepower from the macro cannons and the beams.

They even reached the planet's orbit and carried out airdrops and orbital strikes!
When he received the intelligence and footage of the battle on the planet's surface, Ksharull was completely dumbfounded!
Primarch!

And it's a Primarch that's been transformed into a demon!

Cursed Legion!

And it's the Cursed Legion, which has Primarchs!

Original Space Marine!

A Primarch Space Marine who is currently fighting against a Primarch who has been corrupted by demons!

Ksharol felt completely overwhelmed. The sudden changes were so sudden that even he, an Astartes, was having trouble processing the information.

The CPUs were practically smoking from the heat!

He even stopped the airdrop cargo that was about to be released!
All previously agreed-upon action plans were overturned at this moment.

"First, exchange intelligence with the ground forces. Meet all their demands! Except... send soldiers down to provide support!"

"Yes!"

As his order was given, the warship began to shake more noticeably. Clearly, orbital strikes were being carried out more frequently!

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Commander Aphrodite watched as the outlines of the warships were illuminated by the flashes of fire from each orbital strike in the sky.

He finally felt a little relieved, after all, reinforcements had arrived! But as the tension in his heart suddenly eased, the overwhelming darkness instantly flooded his mind.

His consciousness plunged into the black tide in an instant, until the last moment when he glanced worriedly at Quan Tiehua, who was back to back with Manus in the distance.

Then, he fell into a coma.

Meanwhile, the four Primarchs surrounding Manus and Quan Tiehua were extremely agitated. They were also incredibly anxious!
The orbital strikes from the sky descended once more, and the surging demon army surrounding them was completely wiped out in a single glance.

Among them, Magnus, with a pair of deep blue wings, crimson skin, and only one normal eye with iridescent colors, exudes anger and helplessness!

We've already lost this battle!

Although reinforcements, such as the Black Legion and other Chaos forces, have not yet arrived, Magnus can already clearly sense that he has lost!
At the same time, he was not only frustrated by the crushing defeat in the battle, but also furious at the two brutes, the second brother and Angron.

Damn it! Fine, you come if you want, but you send some idiot! If you're not smart, at least you can take some damage. Instead, this Proto-Forged Space Marine from Guilliman's creation is wielding a Chaos weapon and getting completely crushed. Fine, crushing him is one thing, but why is that guy using a Chaos weapon to attack their Chaos?

This is going against the natural order!
“You are vain, Magnus. You are strangled by arrogance and cannot see that you are actually degrading yourself.” Quan Tiehua looked at Magnus, whose expression was a little off, and directly quoted Vulcan’s famous words that he had once mocked Magnus.

Upon hearing this, Magnus's expression twisted slightly. He was about to speak when Quan Tiehua, who was already bent over and touching the ground with his fingers, interrupted him.

At that moment, Quan Tiehua grabbed a handful of charred sand from the ground, stood up, and looked at Magnus provocatively.

He slowly released his clenched fist, and sand poured down from between his fingers like a black waterfall!

"Look, this is your Thousand Sons Legion! This is the final fate of you after betraying the Emperor. Even the ashes you turned into are black!" Quan Tiehua looked arrogantly at Magnus, whose eyes were wide and flashing with anger, and then slammed the remaining sand in his hand to the ground, stirring up a large cloud of dust.

"You self-proclaimed clever fool, you've been tricked by a bunch of people into looking like a gun-wielding Oglin!" With that, he took a step forward, raised the dark blade in his hand, and shouted tauntingly, "Come on then!"

Magnus was angry, ever since he sided with the "great" Lord of Change... well, okay, he wasn't exactly great! After all, he eventually realized he'd been deceived. Although he was furious and regretful, he stubbornly refused to admit his mistake!

And because of the fact that his offspring turned into sand, he and Tzeentch engaged in a battle of wits and courage, a fight of deception and counter-deception!

For millennia, he has been known for his rationality, a quality he has used to define himself. Furthermore, he is the one in the entire universe most eager to learn powerful knowledge! This also signifies that his intelligence is unparalleled!
Of course, it's also possible that they need a passable excuse to cover up their past misdeeds!

But at this moment he felt his defenses crumble. Just as he was about to open his mouth and curse, Angron, who was already impatient, rushed forward.

This caused his open mouth to slowly close again, like someone struggling to pass diarrhea and then holding it back, making one feel uncomfortable and suffocated.

Without saying a word, he grabbed the Blade of An-Nunorta and charged forward.

He deflected Angron's attack and then spotted Magnus, who was now right in front of him. He leaned back and then delivered a disgusting "knee strike" to Magnus's abdomen.

To be honest, Xiao Ma's skills are really not that great! He was beaten so badly twice that he was bedridden and partially paralyzed.

So much so that Quan Tiehua, looking at Magnus who was clutching his abdomen and being knocked back by this attack, provocatively twirled his sword.

He felt incredibly strong; he had survived against Angron, so wouldn't facing Little Horse be a crushing defeat?
Thinking this, the sword tip pointed directly at Magnus, who was about to charge. But Magnus had clearly recalled some unpleasant memories. His expression was somewhat annoyed, and he flapped his wings and retreated a great distance, swinging the blade of An-Nunorta repeatedly.

The next moment, several massive psionic spells formed blade-like beams and slashed towards Quan Tiehua, who was charging towards him.

"Damn it, no sportsmanship!" Quan Tiehua forgot that this guy was a psionicist. A mage with ranged abilities! So he was caught off guard and took the hit head-on! The terracotta armor on his chest was completely shattered by the blow!

The huge impact sent him flying, crashing hard into the ground. Meanwhile, Angron, who had been waiting in ambush, delivered a powerful punch!
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(End of this chapter)