Warhammer 40: My Fiancée Fulgrim.

Chapter 221 Three Punches Shatter the Soul of Luojia, Commander, I Am a Member of the State Religion

Just as the chaotic black mist spread and gradually condensed into Luo Jia's tall demonic body, a psionic barrier extended from all directions, enveloping Kasga and Luo Jia.

Kasga would not allow himself to be exposed to the public eye in the slightest way, no matter how well he prepared.

Highlords like Van Diehl are inherently suspicious; they might issue an extermination order against a prosperous empire for a half-truthful rumor. Before I am fully established, I absolutely must not confront them directly.

"madness!"

Luo Jia scoffed at Kasga's actions: "At this critical moment of life and death, you still want to disperse your power? Kasga, are you really confident that you can defeat me?"

Actually, he was still a little unhappy.

He was tricked by Chaos into causing the network explosion, and then, out of fear, he had no choice but to obey the other party's orders, triggering the War of Kos. After finally escaping into the subspace, Luo Jia could be said to have gained nothing except for ascending to demonic power.

Not only did they fail to save the world as they had envisioned, but even the once abundant resources and offerings became extremely scarce in the warp.

Life here is clearly not as comfortable as in the real world—in a situation of extreme scarcity of resources, even a cup of water can trigger fighting and violence, and even if Luo Jia wanted to stop it, it would be impossible to do so—there has never been any order in the disorderly and chaotic subspace.

What about power?
Having helped the four Chaos Gods break through the net and sacrificed so many souls on Koth to strengthen the warp storm, as the MVP of this Chaos War, he should also be able to receive a blessing from the four Gods.
not at all.

The power that Luo Jia gained when she ascended to demonic status was only at an average level.

Because the four gods owed too much debt, the power they could bestow upon their followers was extremely limited.
It wasn't just Luo Jia; many more Chaos Space Marines were willing to risk their lives for even the smallest power boost.
Honestly, it's really not worth it.

But what can we do? Space Marines need to eat too!

In this subspace world devoid of sunlight and normal physical laws, all resources will become incredibly scarce.

The Word Bearers could barely keep their legion-sized army running by relying on a few minor raids.

Even if a few raids yield some results, the stolen resources will become the object of everyone's struggle whenever they return to the legion.

Damn it, how did the Word Bearers end up like this!
However, not long ago, Luo Jia, who was meditating in the subspace, finally received some good news - after ten thousand years of silence, the four Chaos Gods, who had been severely damaged, had finally made a preliminary recovery.

They are about to give the human empire a hard push from behind at a critical moment when it is sliding into the cesspool.

From the eternal suffering of humanity, we can brew sweeter emotions to nourish ourselves.

In this approaching fortieth millennium, the Chaos Gods are all about to make a big move, each one taking advantage of the fact that the Primarchs have all disappeared and the human empire is beset by internal and external troubles.

Luo Jia, who had been meditating in the subspace for countless years, also received this exciting news.

As the Primarch and leader of the Chaos Astartes Legion, he would naturally lead his legions there to provide additional assistance.

As for Luo Jia's mission, it seems that he needs to sabotage the talks between the two sides and force the talent favored by Chaos into their hands.

Leading a group of relatively new Word Bearers, whose Chaos Corruption was not yet deeply ingrained, and disguising themselves as an unknown force, they launched a surprise attack on the meeting place. This was Luo Jia's first battle outside the warp in a long time.

And this is just the beginning.

Soon, the four Chaos Gods will lead their demonic armies to invade the world again, and you guys won't be able to keep up a fuss for much longer!

The big one is coming!
Bang!
The Eribas hammer in Luo Jia's hand clashed for the first time with the flame-encircled fist of Casgara.

"Um?!"

Contrary to Luo Jia's expectations, when facing Kasgar's armored gauntlets devoid of any weapons, he didn't feel the smooth sensation of easily knocking his opponent away, but rather an overwhelming and unshakeable power.
It was as if the hammer in his hand had struck some of the hardest objects in the world, with absolutely no chance of shaking it.

This...this isn't right, is it?

What happened to the promise that the Primarch would become stronger after ascending to the Demonic Realm?

Why is it that now he can't even shake Casca?
No matter how strong this guy is, he's just a pathetic Space Marine, an existence with a genetic seed implanted, like a Primarch's offspring!

But why were his unarmed gauntlets able to withstand my full-force attack?
"Luojia, it seems that your power has been greatly wasted in these ten thousand years."

“Aside from this inhuman and ghostly appearance, it seems you haven’t learned anything in these ten thousand years.”

"It's really sad."

"Shut up. This is nothing but a little power you got from my hypocritical father. Stop pretending in front of me!"

Luo Jia angrily retracted his giant hammer, took a few steps back, and looked at Kasga warily.

"Where did you get such power?!"

Although his tone remained fierce, he did seem somewhat blustering.

“My strength comes from within, not from an opportunist scheming and calculating the benefits and blessings he can gain.”

“Luojia, you have never been a devout believer, you are just (profession, referring to the Roman she-wolf).

"What did you say!!!"

Casca's psychological attacks were clearly more likely to provoke anger in the other party.

As he charged toward Casca with his giant hammer raised high, golden-red flames once again erupted uncontrollably from Casca's body.

"I said, it's time to end it."

fast.

At that moment, as his demonic body felt the real, burning pain, only this one thought remained in Luo Jia's mind.

Why does he have this speed?

How did he do it?
Bang! ! !
Just as he was charging towards his opponent with his warhammer raised high, Kasgar seemed to have a speed he had never expected, instantly raising his right fist and appearing on his left side in front of him in the next instant.

Then, this punch, brimming with psionic flames, struck the unsuspecting Word Bearer Primarch squarely in the chest.

Then came an even deeper, louder bang, as if something had exploded in the Primarch's chest. The next moment, seemingly endless golden-red flames burst forth from his body and scattered in all directions.

It's like a blooming, fiery flower.

"puff--"

It felt as if his entire body was constantly burning and disintegrating, and his original demonic power was purified into nothingness under the influence of the flames.

With this one blow, Luo Jia's aura, which had been soaring with demonic energy and invincible when he first appeared, became extremely weak.

I punched him to wake him up.

Of course, Casca wouldn't let such a good opportunity to press their advantage slip by.

Just as Luo Jia was sent flying by his right fist, Kasga, with a ghostly figure, immediately followed up the moment the flames exploded.

This is the perfect opportunity to kick a man when he's down.

While Luo Jia was still trying to neutralize the force of the punch, Kaska, who was right behind him, threw another hook punch with his left hand, carrying the same explosive internal fire, aiming at his head to kill him instantly.

However, as the Primarch of the Demons, Luo Jia is obviously not so easy to kill.

Despite his disgraceful behavior and the fact that he couldn't beat anyone except Guilliman in a one-on-one fight, he was still a Primarch.

After all, it's still a Primarch!

Even though he felt as if he were being burned alive, even though Luo Jia, relying on his survival instincts as a Primal, used the giant hammer in his hand to shield his face at this crucial moment.

In the end, Luo Jia managed to block the fiery iron fist.

However, the impact was not diminished by the resistance—under the powerful punch from Kasgar, Luo Jia's burning demon body exploded like a cannonball on the psionic barrier set up by Kasgar in the next moment.

"look."

"Isn't my psionic barrier quite useful?"

The instant Luo Jia was sent flying, his hands gathered spiritual energy anew, preparing to launch a new and relentless attack on the fallen demonic progenitor.

Under Kasgar's three punches, the power that Luo Jia had painstakingly obtained from the Chaos Gods had been basically scattered, leaving him as a lone demonic Primarch bouncing back against the psionic barrier.

"you"

"Don't come here!"

Under his blustering yet cowardly threats, even the Primarch's eyes became remarkably clear after those three punches. No, this won't do; if this continues, someone will die!

If I can't win, I'm running away!
The next moment, a surge of spiritual energy, accompanied by a black mist filled with chaotic energy, once again enveloped Luo Jia.

"Want to escape?"

Golden-red flames burst forth from Kasga's hands, sizzling again upon contact with the black mist that had thickened due to Luo Jia's summons.

Unfortunately, it seemed as if something was preventing the flames from breaking through the black mist and burning Luo Jia to death; Kasga felt an extra strong resistance blocking his way.

Although Luo Jia's combat ability is indeed embarrassing, at least he can run!

"Celebrate this small victory of yours, mortal!"

Just as the black mist around him was completely drained, the demonic primordial, whose aura had been weak, disappeared before his eyes with eyes full of resentment and hatred.

"You can be thankful that you can live a few more days if my army of those who cherish words is not here."

"The gods have awakened. The human empire has fallen, and the day when Terra becomes a demon's paradise is fast approaching!"

"Enjoy this brief victory!"

Snapped.

As the last wisp of black mist was completely extinguished by the flames in Casca's hands, the entire flagship's main bridge was once again cleared out.

pity.

Seeing Luo Jia disappear before his eyes, Kasgar silently stared at the steel gauntlet in his hand, which was burning with psionic flames.

To be precise, this should be called a hand protector.

However, since Kasgar doesn't have a suitable weapon with powerful destructive capabilities like the Emperor's Sword, he can only rely on his fists (which aren't even powered gauntlets) to fight.

While psionic flames can purify a Primarch using only psionic fire, it is still too difficult.

If possible, I need to return to the Sons of the Emperor's headquarters as soon as possible and retrieve my lost weapons from the chapter's monastery there. Only then can I unleash my full potential once again.

"Great warrior, you succeeded?"

After Casgar completely cleared the main bridge and removed the psionic barrier set up outside, the Red Scorpion Chapter Commander, who was waiting outside the main bridge, walked into the main bridge, which had been cleared away by psionic flames, with a look of astonishment on his face.

After the flagship was completely taken over by Kasgar and others, and Luo Jia was forced to escape the scene by using subspace teleportation, the traitor Astartes, who had fought tenaciously and even had the upper hand at one point, suddenly lost morale.

Although they have now completely destroyed the abandoned transit station, if they leave this combat barge here, wouldn't that be tantamount to announcing to everyone that this third-party force is an interference from us, the Whisperers?

We cannot leave any more clues about the Word Bearers for the human empire!

Retreat! Retreat!

Although Luo Jia wasn't there to act as a human shield at the front, these guys seemed to specialize in this, and their retreat speed far exceeded Casca's expectations.

Perhaps in terms of combat, the Word Bearers are not as formidable and tactically adept as other legions of the Astartes, especially since these camouflaged guys are all new recruits.

But judging from the speed at which they fled towards the subspace rift where they appeared, these people were indeed soldiers trained by Luo Jia.

—The escape was incredibly fast.

After the retreat of Loka, the Word Bearers of Astartes naturally scattered like birds and beasts. Before long, and before the support from the human empire could arrive, all the Word Bearers except for the battle barge captured by Casca had left the place.

It wasn't just the mysterious warships of the Word Bearers that retreated.

After achieving their goal, they used Kasga's psionic abilities to send a message to the Void Dreamers on the pirate ship, so that the other party would know that it was not advisable to stay there any longer.

The count of casualties and spoils will have to wait. Under the guidance of the Void Dreamer, the pirate fleet that had suddenly intervened in the battle broke up into smaller groups and successfully left the Sorrowful Galaxy, returning to the Great Vortex.

They came without warning and left without making any demands for looting—it was as if they had truly come to the rescue.

"The fluctuations in the warp rift are fading. Notify the flagship of the Red Scorpion Chapter to have the Star Speakers contact the Imperium of Man and report our situation to them."

"Just say it is—"

[Otis, I'll still need this battle barge in the future, but for now, you can keep it under the Red Scorpion's name.]

[Officially say that you turned the tide by boarding and killing the enemy leader and seizing the warship with the help of the pirate fleet.]

As for those pirates, if one wishes to extend goodwill to Huron, they can be seen as receiving help from him.

Just as the Red Scorpion Commander was about to summarize the battle, a voice communication was transmitted to his ear through psychic power.

Otis couldn't help but look at the seemingly ordinary Red Scorpion Chapter Space Marine beside him.

Only he knew just how terrifying the opponent's true strength was beneath this veil of psionic energy.

"it is good."

Otis replied.

The Human Empire dispatched a temporary headquarters to handle the Badab incident.

It is located in the Kasgo Sector, adjacent to the Badab Sector. Given that the Sector Governor has now been thoroughly investigated and dismissed, the entire sector is now under the temporary administration of the Imperial Government.

The former governor's mansion was located in the most beautiful garden world on the planet, and now the mansion is being expanded and renovated to serve as the temporary headquarters of the human empire in the war against Badab.

The officials and clerks hurried about, documents piling up among the typing machines.

Logically speaking, with such a complex civil service system, what hadn't they seen? Even if something earth-shattering had happened, they still had to queue up at this moment—

The exhausted clerk slowly pulled out a document from the mountain of files and examined it carefully.

Yes, that's what it says here.
and many more? !
"We were attacked at the negotiation site in the Sad Galaxy!"

This news is truly significant, especially considering the time it was sent compared to the time they received the document.
one day!
The clerk felt all his fatigue and drowsiness completely swept away in the next moment.

A whole Terra Day has passed!

Such urgent intelligence, even a delay of a second, could completely turn the tide of the battle!
What should he do?
The clerk was once again in a panic.

If this is the reason why...
No more, no less.

“Your people do have some tricks up their sleeves.”

In fact, all of this was observed by Jerome Serkis, the judge lurking in the shadows.

That's right, it was he who adjusted the priority of the distress message, and it was he who blocked the reception of the Sorrowful Galaxy's interstellar communication.

Since the fluctuations in the warp are unpredictable, attributing them to Huron using mysterious magic to intercept them would only add to the crime.

He had to pin the blame on Huron, impartially.

The news that the Sad Galaxy had been attacked by an unknown force a day earlier quickly shocked the entire temporary headquarters.

"This must be Huron's conspiracy! We must completely erase their presence in Badab!"

"We can talk about that later. The most urgent task is to save the remaining Red Scorpion Legion!"

"But...a whole day has passed. If there really are survivors among the Red Scorpions...wouldn't that mean—"

Isn't that right?

Just as everyone was arguing fiercely, a projection of Otis, the leader of the Red Scorpion Legion, suddenly appeared on the 3D screen in front of them.

"Otis! How are you? Is the news that the Sad Galaxy was attacked by an unknown force true?"

"Yes, we were indeed attacked, but we also achieved great success in our joint operations with the tyrant Badab."

Otis nodded slowly.

"If it weren't for the aid of the pirate fleet allied with Ruft Huron, our entire Red Scorpion Chapter might have perished on that sorrowful star system!"

"I propose that, in return for Huron's goodwill, we are willing to schedule a new round of negotiations with him!"

(End of this chapter)