Warhammer 40: My Fiancée Fulgrim.

Chapter 199 Sorry! Salamanders are unkillable!
Nocturne Star.

As a binary star system, its massive moon Prometheus orbits Nocturne irregularly, creating immense tectonic gravity. This triggered a massive chain of volcanoes and frequent earthquakes, virtually destroying everything that people on the planet could build.

Dead Fire Mountains.

This is a massive mountain range on the surface of Nocturne, the heart of this world, its lifeline.

As the largest and deadliest volcano on the planet, this mountain holds profound sacred significance for the local inhabitants and the Salamander Legion.

Its crater and numerous lava pits and caves were used for recruit selection and promotion ceremonies, and were also the greatest threat to the continuation of life on Nocturne.

The Deadfire Mountains, a spiritual symbol of the Salamanders, are more than just that. Deep within its vast caverns lies the solemn funeral rite of sending the fallen of the chapters back up the mountain to be consumed by lava. This ritual of "burial and ascension" involves tying the victim to a massive, terracotta-coated pyre before placing them into the lava flow.

Rumors suggest that beneath the rugged peaks lies an even larger expanse of caves, tunnels, and grottoes, dating back to before the Vokhan era.

No explorer or scholar has been able to map out the entirety of this underground labyrinth, but many insist that it holds secrets.

Take, for example, the hooded mystery who appeared before Primarch Vokhan without anyone noticing.

"Lord of Fire Dragons, I have been waiting for you here for a long time."

He claimed to be the incarnation of the dead fire. Although his true identity was unknown, Volkan's intuition told him that this person's true identity was most likely related to his father, the Emperor.

Shortly after the warp storm began, the Salamanders were rushing back to rescue their home planet, Nocturne, which was under attack by an unknown pointed-eared alien.

The Salamander fleet could only struggle through the storm, hoping to complete this arduous warp voyage by the faint light of the starlight.

But Vokan sensed that he was currently on his home planet, Nocturne, right in front of the planet's largest dead fire mountain range.

"Who are you? Are you a request from my father, or something else entirely?"

"Were the warp storms also caused by you? What is the purpose of all these actions?"

"No need to be impatient, Lord of Fire Dragons."

He slowly took a few steps in front of Wokan, revealing a huge stone platform behind him.

"This is."

On the stone platform lay a hammer comparable to the Dawnbringer in his hand, and a talisman shaped like a compass.

These things gave him an extremely familiar feeling, allowing him to understand how to use them the moment he touched them—just like artifacts he had personally crafted. Vokhan could even sense the extra ingenuity he had put into creating these two items.

At the same time, Vokan seemed to notice the difference—these two things had never appeared in his original memory.

It's like a memory being sealed away, and then suddenly the seal is broken.

Countless pieces of information flooded his mind the moment his hands touched the two divine artifacts.

"Holy Terra needs your aid, Lord of Fire Dragons. Your arrival and that of your legion will turn the tide."

"The outcome of the cyber war will determine the fate of all of us."

At that moment, Wokan seemed to see everything that had happened in the past.

Luo Jia, who shattered the net during the enticement, led the Imperial Guard, the Mechanicus, and the Silent Sisters in a difficult defense against the enemy's attack. The Imperial Guard's Protector of the People, and...
And what consequences they will inevitably face if they fail—

If Vokhan were absent from the Web War at this moment, the Imperial Guard would be defeated, and the Emperor, sitting on the Golden Throne, would have no choice but to take action. While rescuing everyone, he would also completely seal the Web Gate beneath the throne, causing humanity's last plan for revival to fail.

We need you.

Before Vokhan could ask any more questions, he felt a wave of dizziness wash over him as the one who claimed to be the embodiment of death spoke.

In the midst of the dizzying spin, everything became blurred and indistinct.

"My lord? My lord!"

In a daze, Wokan sensed the calls of others.

Those were his three legionary guards, calling his name in front of the main bridge control room.

On his way back to Nocturne, just as he was crossing the raging storm of the warp, Volkan fell into a deep dream during the warp, lost consciousness and collapsed for about half a minute.

"Wait a moment."

Wokan stood up with some difficulty and looked at his hands.

In his left hand, he clutched an artifact he had encountered in a dream: a small compass-shaped dial.

Seven-Hammer Amulet

At this moment, only Vokan knows the true name of the flagship.

"Where are we now?"

Wokan glanced briefly at the watch in his hand, then solemnly tucked the seemingly insignificant but actually world-destroying artifact into his pocket.

"Reporting to you, sir, we have arrived at Nocturne Star, but there are no signs of battle with the Eldar on the planet's surface. The Star Language inscription may have been altered!"

"We must thoroughly investigate the perpetrators of this crime!"

“No, Atok. Now is not the time. We have more important things to accomplish.”

"Go and bring all those things out. We're about to have a big battle to fight."

Those things!?
Upon hearing Volkan's command, the Primarch's personal guards, wielding the Dragonblade, were filled with fervor and had no way to refuse.

After such a long period of silence, are we finally going to deploy those ancient technologies that have been almost forgotten to the next battlefield?

It was a fully armed suit of armor, handcrafted by the most skilled artisans on Nocturne, and secret weapons made from ancient technologies from the dark age of science and technology, which could only be unearthed now.

The process of calling the driver and completing the equipment setup was not slow.

After all, they were also looking forward to the Astartes piloting these secret weapons actually going to the battlefield.

Soon, the Terminator armor, with its extremely thick and oversized shoulder protection, as powerful as a miniature Titan, was at Volkan's command.

Although the Salamander Legion's combat strength is not among the top of the major legions, with the assistance of these dark technologies, the terrifying power unleashed by tens of thousands of Space Marines is not something that ordinary forces can withstand.

"With these things in hand, we're heading to the Deadfire Mountains."

Wokan nodded and said.

Guided by the power of the Seven Hammers Amulet, Volkan successfully opened the portal to the Webway on the planet Nocturne. He then used its power to lead his fully armed Salamander warriors into the portal and successfully traveled through the Webway to reach the City of Miracles, where the Imperial Guard was located.

What they saw before them was even more unbelievable—in this ancient alien creation space, which was filled with strange and grotesque gaps beyond human understanding of time and space, one ugly and bizarre demon after another was constantly emerging.

Even more unimaginable is that he, who was once Primarch's brother, would stand among that group of hideous and bizarre demonic aliens, unleashing bolts of psionic lightning at the Emperor's Guard, the Silent Sisters, and the Titan Legion.

Is this really his brother?
"Assist the Imperial Guards in defending the city!"

"Kill those demonic aliens!"

"Magnus Magnus, leave him to me!"

Without hesitation, Vokan charged toward Magnus in the enemy ranks, surrounded by numerous Salamander Legion warriors.

His arrival came at just the right time, precisely when the Emperor was most eagerly awaiting the Primarch and Legion.

On the one hand, there are many fire-wielding experts among the fire salamanders.

Flames are a powerful weapon capable of scorching demons. Even without the enhancement of spiritual power, the high-energy flames emitted by the flamethrower still have a significant scorching effect on demons.

It can be said that, besides the retractable spear, it is another divine weapon for dealing with demons.
Among the current legions, apart from the Whisperers who were brutally defeated after their defection, only the Salamander Legion is currently capable of engaging in combat with a large number of firearms.

As for other weapons, Vokhan, having received guidance, naturally understood the critical importance of this battle.

He brought out all his most treasured possessions.

Not only firearms, but the Salamanders, arriving at the Cyber ​​Wars in their full glory, also brought with them secret weapons that they had once hidden deep in their warehouse.

Even the mighty Khorne demon had no power to fight against the enormous Terminator mech that was comparable to a miniature Titan.

Saturn Terminator.

They are wider and taller than standard Legion power armor and are equipped with an additional exoskeleton frame to which sloping reinforced armor plates are attached.

Twin-barreled heavy disintegration cannons, particle shredders, and plasma bombardment cannons are different from those weak explosive shells.

Their firepower was sufficient to shatter large swathes of demonic troops, even with the reduction in ranged attacks. Under the firepower of additional weapon systems mounted on the left and right hands and the back and shoulders of the Terminator, several round, empty spaces, reduced to ashes, quickly appeared at one end of the battlefield, where the demonic horde had been packed together.

As for defensive capabilities, the Terminator armor is not only known for its tough exterior structure, but it is also equipped with a thermal diffraction field that can disperse incoming energy and is said to make the user immune to most forms of firepower.

Combining offense and defense, if ordinary Astartes warriors are infantry, then the Terminator is heavy infantry.

Their Saturn Terminator, equipped with a shield system, could easily be considered a tank.

Highest, largest! Strongest!

It's also the greenest!
Not only did the Saturn Terminator shine on the battlefield for the first time, but the Saturn Dreadnought, the same model as the Salamander, was also incredibly powerful.

It is said that only Legion warriors with extraordinary willpower, focus, and discipline can successfully pilot the Saturn-type Dreadnought or Terminator.

There are also rumors that pilots need to possess a certain level of psionic talent in order to unleash the full potential of the armor.

Under the overwhelming force of the weapons, which resembled the arrival of Titans, the demon army, which had just prepared to launch a counterattack against the humans in the net, was instantly suppressed again by the flames and artillery fire from the fire lizard reinforcements.

Suffocated!
With spears and flames clashing, even the most powerful demon could not possibly break through this encirclement of fire.

On the other hand, only the kind-hearted Lord of Fire Dragons could still gain the Emperor's trust during this turbulent time.

Only he could risk his life to stop Magnus's madness.

“Wokan, brother! I did not want to kill each other.”

Seeing the salamanders, a fresh force, join the battlefield and turn the tide, Magnus seemed to reveal a hint of regret in his eyes, which were shrouded in strange fluctuations.

Fratricide is never something to celebrate, especially since the Salamander's relationship with him wasn't bad; the opposing legion's psionic think tank had even argued for him at the Nicaea Conference.

However, the situation is somewhat unfavorable for the Demon Alliance.

The advantage brought by Tzeentch's newly arrived army was quickly wiped out by the Emperor's salamander legions. And now, because the power of the Dark Gods was not what it used to be, they could no longer maintain warp storms across the galaxy for years as they had in the past.

Having lost their advantage of time, the Dark Gods must now project their power elsewhere to ensure that the Final Emperor can complete the ascension ritual of the Dark Lord.

While the web path is indeed crucial, once the cursed one ascends to godhood and becomes the Dark Lord, allowing Terra to unleash another Eye of Terror, what need is there to worry about the web path?

After careful consideration, the Netway Project was chosen as an alternative to the Dark Gods, and the number of undead demons deployed was very limited.

I'm short on cash this time, so I have to be careful with my spending.

The burden of the online war fell on the shoulders of Magnus, who had only recently ascended to demonhood.

"Magnus, how did you end up like this?"

Vokhan frowned. There was nothing left to talk about with his brother, who had been tainted by too much evil witchcraft.

Why did I become like this?

In fact, after Luo Jia exposed the network channel, the Emperor also sought out Magnus to discuss his plans.

Through his psychic powers, he showed Magnus the bright future he could have had, and could still have if he looked back now: physical sanctification and a seat on a golden throne, and an immortal soul to travel the vast ocean with his father.

Together, the magical ponies roam freely and joyfully in the highest heavens.

As for his Legion Emperor, he believed that since they were able to carry out the ritual to destroy the Net Path under the instigation of the evil god, it meant that Senko had fallen too deep and could not be saved.

The only option is to eliminate them all and replace them with a new army that is "physically perfect, with indestructible iron fists and an impenetrable spirit."

"But I declined his invitation."

Magnus refused, stating that only the most ruthless tyrant would make such a proposal. Perhaps in his heart, even the future of all humanity was less important than his twisted sons.

Vokan: "Really, Magnus? You're not even willing to give up your cursed offspring?"

Magnus: "If it were you, would you abandon them?"

Wokan shook his head: "Not a single one."

Magnus smiled for a moment, then erupted in fury: "Neither will I!!!"

Magnus, full of justice—

Okay, I can't make this up anymore.

The above dialogue exists only in the illusion that Tzeentch created for Magnus.

In fact, he never righteously rejected the emperor.

He didn't even ask for your opinion, because you wouldn't succeed no matter what you did.

Even the emperor doesn't love you.

"Not one can be left behind!"

"That's right!!!"

"Not one can be left behind!!!"

Wokan said nothing.

He simply looked with a somber expression at the brother who had been acting erratically and shouting "Not one less!"

clown.

This was the only word that Wokan reluctantly uttered, but which came to mind.

Magnus had long since crossed the line of redemption—the power of chaos distorted his memory-starved mind, weaving illusions into his subconscious that everything was the Emperor's fault, that the Emperor's ruthlessness had driven him to rebellion.

What he saw was merely what the Lord of Changes wanted him to see within the Crystal Labyrinth.

"No, I will not back down, nor will I choose to believe you and your despicable master because of your ugly change."

"Vokhan murmured, the power of the Thunderhammer Dawnbringer in his hand not diminished by the old bond between brothers."

With tremendous impact and speed, the heavy hammer slammed towards the opponent's front as soon as he spoke!
“Very well, Wokan, since you are determined to choose death, then I will grant your wish.”

In terms of numerical strength, Vorkan might be considered the most powerful being among the Primarchs.

Unfortunately, this world is a world where psionic beings are superior, especially since the other party is a Primarch blessed by the Lord of Change.

Especially when the battle was so intense that Sister Silent had no time to reach the scene of the fighting,
Under the alternating bombardment and tearing of the opponent's spiritual power, Wokhan struggled to his knees and collapsed to the ground.

"It's over, brother."

Click.

In the next instant, under the immense sorcery power unleashed by the Red Demon Magnus, the head of the Salamander Primarch Vokhan exploded and shattered into pieces, while his tall body, decapitated, collapsed heavily in the center of the battlefield.

He collapsed in full view of everyone.

"No!"

"Quickly retrieve the original body's corpse!!"

A roar of boundless rage suddenly erupted from the Salamander Legion—the great Primarch had actually been crushed like a toy in the hands of that traitor?
how can that be!

—That's impossible, of course.

"Wait!"

"The Primarch is still active! His body hasn't completely collapsed!"

Almost the instant Magnus thought he had killed Vokhan, the headless corpse that had fallen stood up again, raising its giant hammer as if nothing had happened, assuming a fighting stance.

It's as if losing his brain has no effect on Vokhan's actions!
"you--?"

With a ripple, the flesh and blood re-coagulated above Wokan's neck, reshaping the head and body of the Fire Dragon Lord once again!
(Fei Xuejie: ​​666, this one is Gui)

Volkan stood up again, faced Magnus who was filled with terror and disbelief, and once again raised the giant hammer in his hand and slammed it down on him.

Feel sorry!

Salamanders are unkillable!
The power of the immortals grants Vokhan an endless number of opportunities for rebirth.

He can make countless mistakes, but Magnus cannot afford to make even one.

Otherwise, the teleporter called "Dawn Messenger" would smash into his face.

But Magnus will not give him that chance.

In yet another teleportation, he created enough distance between himself and his opponent.

The two sides are now locked in a strange stalemate.

Even if it is reduced to bones by the psychic energy, Vokhan will not fall.

Although he couldn't kill the Ascended Primarch, Vokhan's presence could greatly limit Magnus's psionic power.

In the Cyber ​​War, humanity finally withstood the impact of chaos.

However, what no one knows is that there was an even more important reason why the Emperor had planned to bring the Salamanders from his home planet in advance.

Fei Wutou's head is still intact, so he can no longer pull the Cursed Legion.

The Sighnas Galaxy.

Saint Gilles, who initially received the assignment from Imperial Warmaster Fugrim, actually had no objection to the location.

As a legion that has made outstanding contributions in the Great Expedition, the strength of the Holy Blood Angels Legion is evident to all.

Under the guidance of the powerful and beautiful Primarch Sangilius, the former ghoul army has now become the Empire's sharpest blade—though still just as insane as before—but fortunately, their combat prowess and battle intelligence have been greatly enhanced.

If it weren't for her own unwillingness to participate in the competition for the title of Warmaster, according to the opinions of many imperial bureaucrats, Saint Gilles was actually more suitable to be the Imperial Warmaster than Fugrim.

Is this really some kind of secret?

Shortly after being sent to this remote star system, Saint Gilles sensed something amiss – just like Nukelia before him, the entire system had been corrupted and devoured by some kind of warp demonic creature, led by a Grand Keeper who called himself the Twisted One, Keris.

Through prior ambush and surprise attack, they succeeded—

They were scattered and fled by the angels.

Having already witnessed the bizarre nature of this demonic creature in Nukelia, Saint Gilles, fueled by her deep-seated rage, nearly sent the demon back to the subspace on the spot.

As for its demon army, it had long been decimated by the fanatical Holy Blood Angels.

Faced with Saint Gilles's near-invincible fighting prowess, even the Great Guardian of Secrets had no choice but to call for reinforcements.

As for the guy he hailed, there's no need for further introduction.

An old acquaintance of the Holy Blood Angels.

"Kabanha, it's you again!"

Saint Gilles was all too familiar with this scarlet demon.

As for his evaluation, it was extremely poor among the Blood Angels.

This ugly fellow still refuses to give up on their beautiful mother, coming back again and again after being rejected!

have.
There are cows!!!
"One isn't enough, now there are two demons, right?"

Despite her gentle smile, Saint Gilles's perfect face appeared as a sign of suppressed rage to Cabanha, who knew her well.

So furious. So beautiful.
It's hard to imagine what it would be like if, in a real battle, the opponent's spear, brimming with rage yet remarkably restrained, were relentlessly attacking it while the opponent hurled insults and lashed it with all their might.
Ah ~
Although Cabanha was unwilling to admit it, it seemed to be quite fascinated by Sanguis.

—I want her to pin me to the ground and beat me up.

(End of this chapter)