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Chapter 111 I Avoid His Edge?

He is the sergeant major of the 2nd Ultramarines Company, and since his recruit training, he has had the history of the Horus Rebellion etched into his very being.

The crimson of Istvan V.

The Iron Hand Primarch, Feralus Manus, was slain by Forgrim, the most somber page in the Chapter's sacred texts. He had long since fallen, a demigod spirit who perished before the Emperor's throne.

But at this moment, the figure was so real that even his genetic senses trembled.

Felus Manus stood on the deck of the void warship, his three-meter-tall body resembling a tower. The patterns on his metal prosthetic limbs shimmered with a cold light under the dim starlight. The psionic energy and genetic pressure emanating from his body struck Garius's nerves with a fierce thud.

That was the original body, the supreme genetic aura originating from the beginning of the Emperor's creation, the submission and awe etched deep within the bloodline of the Astartes monks, far beyond the cunning disguise of Chaos, and even more beyond the illusionary magic of the Eldar.

The followers of Khorne, the most warlike Chaos Space Marines, roared slogans of destroying the Imperium and charged toward Feralus, brandishing their weapons.

"The false emperor's..."

boom!

With a muffled thud, the Chaos Space Marine's head was crushed, and even his power armor helmet was so badly damaged that it was impossible to tell when the attack occurred.

It's as fragile as a piece of tofu.

Felus felt the power within his body.

"Getting stronger and stronger?"

Ferrus looked at Fang Yun with a hint of awe. His body was actually getting stronger as he adapted to the essence of the power bestowed upon him by Fang Yun.

He held a human-armed battle sword, its blade gleaming with a dazzling light, and his figure vanished from the spot.

"what!"

Amidst the endless stream of Chaos cultivators, a streak of steel-like light flashed by, and in the blink of an eye, all the Chaos Space Marines in front of Garius collapsed to the ground.

Many of the nuns could not see the movements clearly.

Only the High Priestess could vaguely see the afterimage in front of her, while Sefana, one of the candidates for sainthood, could barely make out Felus's movements thanks to her blessing.

"So powerful... Is this the Emperor's offspring, the Primarch?"

Milia, the captain of Celestine's guard, couldn't contain her curiosity and asked, "Sefana, can you see the Primarch's movements clearly?"

Others believed that Sefana received the Emperor and our Lord's blessing because of her piety.

But Milia knew that this was not just simple piety. When Celestine was selecting nuns to assist the commander, Milia was involved in the entire selection process for Sefana.

Although Sefana is a candidate for sainthood, her strength is far inferior to Sefana's until she becomes sainthood.

Sefana was just a high nun, while she was the captain of Celestine's guard! There was a difference of several ranks between them.

Moreover, Sefana had just hastily joined the battle squad, and her gait was unsteady and weak, quite different from her previous battle performance. Yet, the combat power she unleashed was comparable to that of the High Nun.

Before becoming a saintess, the status of a candidate saintess is not as high as one might imagine. She only has an honorary title within the same rank, and there are more than a dozen combat nuns with this title.

What was initially thought to be a simple act of assistance turned out to be a blessing bestowed upon Sefana.

"I can see it clearly, but I don't have the ability to fight. The Primarch's power is simply unfathomable."

"But my lord is the greatest." Sefana said with a pious expression, which made Milia, the living saint's confidante, so envious that she was almost jealous.

The battle scenes on the battlefield were incredibly impactful; in the blink of an eye, dozens of Chaos Space Marines were sliced ​​into Gundam fragments by Felus.

When he came to his senses, Ferrus was already standing in front of Garius, his tall figure giving Garius a strong sense of security.

"Warriors of the Emperor, return to your ranks!"

Garius's Adam's apple bobbed slightly, his hand, which he had used to wield a power sword for years, clenched tightly, his knuckles turning white from the force, and an unprecedented shock and disbelief surged in his heart.

He had seen the inferno of war and the chaos of demons, but never before had his understanding, which he had held firm for millennia, been shaken to its core.

The person before him should have long since become a heroic spirit before the Emperor's throne, but the instincts in his bloodline were frantically reminding him that this was his ancestral brother, the Emperor's original form, an existence that transcended all Astartes.

After a moment of stunned silence, the deeply ingrained warband etiquette and the utmost reverence for the Primarch instantly overwhelmed all surprise and doubt.

Garius snapped to attention without hesitation, adopting the most standard and solemn posture of the Astartes, his power armor shoulder armor folded together, and his right hand slammed heavily onto the Ultramarines Chapter insignia on his left chest, producing a dull metallic sound.

"Sergeant Major Garius, 2nd Company of Ultramarines — Greetings, Primarch Ferrus Manus."

The lessons of millennia of war history clashed violently with the reality before him, and reason told him that this was a miracle, an incredible resurrection.

He could feel the Primarch's gaze fixed on his messenger ship. That gaze carried the Primarch's unique majesty, without a trace of malice, yet it made this battle-hardened veteran even breathe with extraordinary solemnity.

Even though the War Codex stated that the original body was gone, the living existence before him was the most undeniable truth. As the Emperor of Astartes, he had no choice but to bow down and show loyalty.

The Primarch has returned!

The appearance of Felus led hundreds of Astartes to attack the pursuing demons and the Chaos Warband monks.

strength!

A strange power surged within the Astartes monks' bodies.

This power wasn't strong, but under Felus's influence, it made the entire Astartes Brotherhood coordinate much more closely.

They fought on the messenger ships, and Celestine's holy light descended from the sky, preventing the slain demons from ever being resurrected.

The Chaos Warriors, who came in pursuit, roared, determined to kill Felus and prove to their Blood God that they were the bravest warriors.

Ha—commendable courage.

Felus, a Primarch, led hundreds of Space Marines and slaughtered hundreds of Warband Monks without losing a single Monk.

Feralus single-handedly slaughtered most of the traitors and demons.

All the monks roared in celebration of this incredible victory, and were even more excited and ecstatic at the appearance of the Primarch.

"Interesting, it adapted automatically."

"Only when the Primarch leads the Astartes can it be considered the true elite force of the Empire."

7

Fang Yun watched the entire battle.

crush.

Without sending any players to participate in the battle, and without any mechanical humanoid assistance, Ferus unilaterally led the Astartes to crush the enemy.

The cracks in the network gradually closed, and the spatial forces sliced ​​the ship in two like cutting tofu.

"commander."

Primarch Feralus nodded slightly to Fang Yun in respect.

"My power seems to be increasing."

"Moreover, I shouldn't resonate with them in this way."

Fang Yun's eyes had turned golden, and he had entered a state of spiritual vision: "Ferus, you did well to adapt in such a short time."

"Don't worry, this is your power. When the Emperor created you, you had many things in common. I just helped him perfect it."

Primarchs and Living Saints are similar in some ways. Primarchs are also chosen by the Emperor, but even more purely chosen than Celestine.

Primarchs are like natural-born chosen ones, while Celestines became chosen ones through faith.

In repairing Feralas's essence, he perfected its psionic circuitry, allowing it to resonate with other chapters.

It's just that the effect isn't as good as that of a native warband.

This scene was unbelievable to the Ultra Warriors.

Ferrus's attitude left Garius somewhat bewildered.

Kaul explained, "Standing before you is... the commander of the Human Alliance, an ally of the Empire... the Emperor's companion and guest, Lord Fang Yun!"

"It was also the Commander who directly broke through the network to save you."

The Emperor's Companion?

Are you kidding me?

But when Garius's gaze fell on Fang Yun's face...

It was a face that he had to admit was impeccable, even more stunning than the original body.

"Thank you for your help, Commander." Garius was somewhat bewildered; his superhuman thinking abilities were no longer sufficient to process the information.

If it were anyone else, they would have been treated as heretics long ago.

Those few words all spoke of this mysterious man, implying that he held a position of utmost respect.

"This is the confidential document we are escorting. It can only be opened by the commanders of other battle groups."

Kaul took the secret document from Garius and read the intelligence information inside.

Garius was also recounting what he knew.

"Abaddon's Chaos Fleet, taking advantage of the concealment of the warp, launched a surprise attack on Macragge."

"The battle happened too suddenly. The chapter sent three squads to provide support, but unexpectedly, they sent six companies to attack the Star Tower and the Shield Control Group."

"Macurag lost the orbital space station and most of the Void Shield in just ten minutes."

Garius clenched his fists tightly. It was a disgrace that Macurag had fallen into a passive position so quickly.

"The warships docked in near-Earth orbit were instantly destroyed, while a portion of the fleet is struggling to hold on within the star system."

"Before we left, we had identified more than two hundred warships, and the number was still increasing."

"Chapter Commander Karga has abandoned most of the defenses and gathered all manpower at Hera Fortress."

"At present, Hera Fortress is under heavy attack from the Chaos Warband."

"If you want to enter Hera Fortress, you need to avoid the flight path."

Felus frowned: "Macragge is the homeworld of the Ultramarines. Before that traitor betrayed us, the entire Ultramarines Legion numbered 25."

"Even if only a small portion of 25 men are stationed here, tens of thousands will still be guarding Macragge. How could they possibly fail to withstand the attack of these scum?"

Sellers explained, "The Ultramarines should now only have a total of one thousand men."

Ferrus's gaze was fixed on Celestine's face.

"What do you mean?"

"After that rebellion, Guilliman, in order to limit the occurrence of legion-level rebellions, formulated the Astartes Codex, which stipulated that a single chapter could only have a maximum of 1000 Astartes.

After tens of thousands of years of slumber, he understood that the Black Templars, as well as the Flesh-Tearers and the Lamenters—newly emerging warbands—were likely special combat units created to meet certain combat needs.

But now tell him that a battle group only has a thousand monks.

"Only a few hundred Astartes on the entire planet?"

"After our messenger ship left, there were still six hundred Astartes guarding the Hera Fortress."

Felus fell silent.

He was truly silenced.

He truly couldn't believe it; at his peak, he commanded 110,000 cultivators!

He suddenly felt that something was wrong with the empire.

Time was too short; all he knew was that the Primarchs had been wiped out, the Great Rift had brought the entire Empire to its knees, and the traitorous Primarchs were still causing trouble in the shadows.

"We just killed three or four hundred traitors. How can a battle group like this possibly fight against those traitors?"

Garius dared not raise his head to refute.

Guilliman and Feralas are both Primarchs. "With centralized authority and unified command, our Legions have defeated all external enemies. The Chapters have strayed from the very principles upon which the Legions were founded!"

Ferrus made a not-so-radical comment, and that was the end of it.

Garius and the Ultramarines were his juniors, and even if they were to argue about the Astartes Codex, they would have to argue with Guilliman.

"Six hundred cultivators are far from enough for a planet facing a massive invasion of chaos."

"Our mission is to reach Hera Fortress," Caul said.

Kaul, Celestine, and Garius were discussing how to enter Hera Fortress.

Kaul's suggestion was to have Evelynn's fleet draw the attention of the Chaos warships and use the network channels to create distance.

Then, Kaul led an elite team to protect the Armor of Destiny and airdropped it into Hera Fortress to revive Guilliman.

"Avoid their main force and enter Hera Fortress!"

"Commander, do you agree with this battle strategy?"

Fang Yun's gaze met Evelynn's and the others, and he said, "Should I avoid his sharp edge?"

"Open the gates to the internet, go in and beat anyone you see!"

Kaul's CPU was about to overheat: "We're going to be fighting hundreds of Chaos ships?"

"Based on the data, the number is estimated to be around three hundred."

"Three hundred? So what?"

Fang Yun's words reminded everyone of his feat of destroying a frigate with only a few dozen gunboats and zero casualties.

Such a record is unbelievable, but with the help of Human Union Technology and Fang Yun's command, this victory can be considered reasonable.

But three warships against hundreds of warships is a difference that hundreds of gunboats cannot match against a single frigate.

Anti-air zones, Human Union technology, and incredible piloting skills in orbital combat may create a coincidence and a miracle, but they can never be replicated.

Without the incredible annihilation effect of that disintegrator, even if gunboats bombarded the warship for a whole day, they still wouldn't be able to destroy it.

Fang Yun continued.

"Your mission is important."

"But what about the humans?"

"How will ordinary people who have lost the protection of the Astartes cope?"

Everyone felt a chill run down their spines.

Even in such dire circumstances, should we still consider the ordinary people?

Most of the people present cared a lot about ordinary people, but they were all very rational.

The battlefield is not a game.

No, that's really no good, otherwise I'll die even faster.

"Commander, based on our number of warships, three warships will have to face several hundred enemy warships."

"Even if we deploy all our gunboats, the combined gunboats of our three warships amount to only a few hundred, while we'll be facing tens of thousands of gunboats!"

"Even if we run out of shells and energy, we still can't destroy that many warships."

"Based on the data, it is estimated that there may be three hundred Chaos warships gathered in Macurag."

"Who said I had a 3-on-300 chance?"

"Could it be... a Human Alliance warship?"

The technology of the Human Alliance has always been a mystery to the Eldar and the Kaul.

They considered the possibility of allied warships joining the battle.

Only if Fang Yun could gather more warships could he have such confidence.

Or perhaps those dozens of warships in the network city have been completely modified by the Human Alliance? But there's not enough time!

"Or are you referring to that weapon?"

"Neutron annihilation?" Fang Yun shook his head.

"There is no neutron annihilation, no warship support, only this warship under our command."

Fang Yun's gaze turned to the end of the net channel.

"Everene".

"Open the net, target Macurag."

"Drive right over them! Drive straight over them!"

"I want to hit three hundred!"

"One ship can take on three hundred!"