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Chapter 124 Star Explosion

With a single punch, the gazes of both Chaos and Empire turned clear and solemn.

After punching Guilliman, who was blocking his way, away, Bruce's momentum did not diminish at all. He locked onto the location of the Deceitful Lord with his own eyes and charged straight at him.

The deceitful lord never expected that Bruce would not pause at all, continuing his relentless march straight towards him.

At this moment, for the first time, a deep-seated fear arose in the heart of the fraud lord.

"Damn it—just a hair's breadth away! If Guilliman had stepped into the trap, I could have killed him completely!"

"I will become the most favored darling of the ever-changing Lord."

Killing Guilliman as a sacrifice was also part of the plan.

"You're courting death? Then I'll grant your wish!"

Several Raider Titans crashed to the ground, surrounding Bruce—this was originally a deadly trap prepared by the Deceitful Lord specifically to kill the Primarch.

Ordinary small Warhound-class Titans have historically left behind records of severely damaging Primarchs, while these medium-sized War Raider Titans before us were even more deadly weapons capable of threatening the lives of Primarchs ten thousand years ago.

However, after ten thousand years, the Primarch's strength is no longer what it used to be. Now, a mere Warhound-level being can hardly shake him in the slightest.

Coincidentally, due to Abaddon's fear, the ambush force was increased several times over, just enough to meet the needs of hunting down Guilliman.

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However, the target of their hunt has changed to Bruce.

boom!

Bruce was surrounded by raging psionic flames, the intense psionic fire originating from his very being, which condensed into a long, fiery whip from his palm. He swung it down fiercely at the surrounding raider titans, the fiery tail more than ten meters long crashing through the void barrier, force field shields, and layers of heavy armor.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The surging psionic flames ignited the core of the Titan, triggering a chain reaction of explosions. Amidst the earth-shattering roar, massive Titans collapsed and toppled to the ground.

The fraudster lord stared in disbelief, his heart filled with utter horror: "How is this possible?"

"Even the Primarch couldn't do that!"

These Raider Titans were specifically designed to kill the Primarchs. Even if the Primarchs were powerful, they would have to temporarily retreat when facing an attack from several Titans. There was no reason for them to be able to crush and kill them so quickly.

"Is this what the People's Union is all about?"

"A human alliance that even the Chaos Gods would suffer?"

"Are you kidding me!"

The remaining Marauder Titans unleashed a barrage of cannon fire, a deafening barrage that swept over them, but Bruce was faster. His psionic fire whip swept across, striking the Titan's body once more, triggering another round of violent explosions.

Just then, a beam of intense, molten light suddenly erupted from beneath the feet of the Deceitful Lord.

The deceitful lord laughed wildly, roaring, "Hahaha, idiot! No matter how strong you are, can you possibly be stronger than a Warlord-level Titan?"

"A main cannon powerful enough to melt adamantite instantly; even if you were a false emperor, you would be incinerated!"

A nearly forty-meter-tall warlord-class Titan slowly crawled out from the ground.

Because of its enormous size, it had previously been disguised as an inconspicuous hillside, concealing a deadly threat.

The General-class Titan is a top-tier war machine that has never appeared on this battlefield before.

Several hot laser beams locked onto Bruce and slammed down upon him.

A dazzling laser scorched the earth, turning everything within a hundred meters into a churning sea of ​​lava.

Bruce's heavy assault vehicle was entirely crimson, and signs of melting had already appeared on its surface.

In just a few seconds, the crimson body transformed back into a dazzling silver-white.

Its extremely powerful healing ability allows all the body's gruesome wounds to heal instantly.

The enemy's bombardment speed couldn't even keep up with the speed at which the heavy armor was repaired!

The five laser turrets behind Bruce quickly combined to form a giant floating main cannon.

A dazzling laser beam shot out in an instant, instantly melting away even the mountain used for disguise.

Bruce piloted the heavy armored vehicle and charged towards the Warrior-class Titan at the forefront.

Ping! Bang!

The multi-layered protection that the Warlord-class Titan was so proud of shattered upon contact with the Heavy Armored Body, which crashed directly into the frontal armor made of the strongest metal, adamantite.

The massive, mountain-like Titan was actually sent flying into the air by his impact, crashing over a hundred meters away.

Bruce flew rapidly through the air, grabbing the chest armor of the Warlord-class Titan with one hand and lifting the behemoth high into the air.

"Are you kidding me!"

"A Warlord-class Titan weighs between 1,000 and 2,500 tons, yet he can lift it with his bare hands." The Great Sage of the Empire's Mechanicus Cult was once again amazed by the technology of the Human Alliance.

"His height is only six or seven meters. How does he maintain such powerful mobility while also possessing the strength of thousands of tons of machine weight?"

Lifting something weighing thousands of tons is not difficult; what is difficult is being able to unleash such great power despite its small size.

The silver giant, only six or seven meters tall, effortlessly supported the nearly forty-meter-tall steel behemoth, creating an extremely shocking scene.

Bruce slightly bent his knees, leaped into the air, and, using his psionic energy and the power of his mech, propelled the giant Titan straight into the sky.

"Die, you son of a bitch!"

Bruce locked his gaze on the trembling Lord of Deception hiding behind the Titan, gripped the Titan's body tightly, and slammed it hard onto the ground, using the momentum of the fall to amplify the impact.

Boom!!!

The aftershocks of the explosion swept for kilometers, the violent impact shaking all directions. Even the chaotic demons and Astartes monks fighting in the distance were unsteady on their feet and swayed.

After destroying another Warlord-class Titan, the core furnace on Bruce's chest shone even brighter and more dazzlingly.

The psionic furnace frantically absorbed massive amounts of chaotic energy from the surrounding area, growing ever stronger.

The ultimate skill's cast bar has finished, and the laser charge is complete.

"kill!"

He hovered in mid-air, his chest laser sweeping across the ground, destroying one by one the remaining Titans that dared to block his path of vengeance with their demonic cannons.

Even a Titan of the Warlord level exploded and burned under his laser.

On the other side, Guilliman struggled to his feet from the ruins, shook his head groggily, and stared intently at the distant figure of the Human Alliance. Suddenly, he felt a sense of despair.

Has his era come to an end?

Celestine and Felus had already landed and quickly came to his side. Felus raised his hand and placed it on Guilliman's shoulder, saying in a deep voice, "Guilliman, they are not enemies."

Guilliman's gaze suddenly locked onto Feralas, his tone icy and his mind crystal clear: "Iron Men are an indelible, bloodstained mark on human history. These creations are inherent to human civilization; they ruthlessly slaughter and annihilate all organic life."

A mortal enemy, locked in a life-or-death struggle.

"They are different."

"Their presence has been acknowledged; they are our father's guests and our allies at this moment."

Celestine spoke up, saying, "Primarch, I can attest that these Iron Men are our allies."

"Can you feel this power?"

Celestine emanated a faint divine energy, which was about half similar to the spiritual energy within him.

Or rather, half of his psychic powers are the same as Celestine's.

Although Guilliman doesn't use psionic powers, he can sense them.

Because the other half is his father's strength.

Felus remained calm, his tone extremely serious: "Guilliman, I know you fear Iron Man, but you must face reality."

"Makulagh is now under their control!"

Felus looked at Bruce, who was suspended in mid-air.

Fang Yun once said that he was the most qualified to control this power, but unexpectedly, he was eventually awakened and put into control by the legend of the Human Alliance.

But he was already at peace with himself. To become a legend of the Human Alliance, one must have been tempered by thousands of years of war, and one's strength must be unfathomable.

Nearly 20,000 players have joined this fierce battle, spreading across every battlefield in Macurag.

Every player possesses combat power comparable to a weak Space Marine captain.

"Look carefully!"

"Their power!"

Tens of thousands of Ironman players fought valiantly and relentlessly.

More than a hundred Titans, their massive, mountain-like bodies lying dead on the battlefield.

Even after ten thousand years, Guilliman would never underestimate the terrifying combat power of these Titans.

On the surface, it appears that Guilliman led the Ultramarines in a direct assault, displaying unparalleled power and achieving remarkable results. However, the reality is quite the opposite. Throughout the entire battle, the Ultramarines only bore 20% of the battlefield pressure; the remaining 80% of the defensive line's defense and bloody sacrifices were entirely achieved by the players at the cost of their lives.

The ground battle has been completely reversed; the remaining battles only require targeted mopping up of the scattered and fleeing remnants of the Chaos.

The terrifying strength displayed by the Human Alliance only intensified Guilliman's apprehension.

Will the future empire face a huge threat as a result?

Destroying all the Titans that stood in his way, Bruce roared, "You bastard!!! Even the Chaos Gods can't protect you, I said!"

The deceitful lord was completely consumed by fear, his voice trembling as he cried out, "No, impossible—it can't be! How could this be! This is completely contrary to the divine decree of the Lord of Change!"

The deceitful lord fled in panic, and all the ambushes and traps he had set up to hunt down Primarchs were as fragile as child's play in front of Bruce.

Bruce's speed far surpassed that of the Deceitful Lord. Seeing that he could not escape, the Deceitful Lord swung his blade with all his might. With a crisp sound, the Spellblade broke in two.

He was lifted up like a chick, and the anger in Bruce's eyes was almost tangible.

"Go! Run! Away! You! Wolves! Away! Again!!"

Psychic flames erupted in Bruce's palm, instantly engulfing and consuming the Lord of Deception. A piercing scream echoed through the heavens and earth as the Lord of Deception desperately resisted, channeling its chaotic psychic energy into a frenzied struggle. But all its power was swiftly and decisively suppressed. "No, this can't be—"

With the loss of its supreme commander Abaddon and the subsequent fall of several lord-level powerhouses, the Chaos Army was leaderless and its morale had completely collapsed.

Above the sky, the remaining Chaos battleships turned around, their only thought to escape the Macragge airspace. Fang Yun, aboard a Spirit Race warship, his face cold, spoke in a deep voice: "Trying to leave now? Too late!"

Fang Yun immediately ordered the player forces to launch a boarding operation. Hundreds of Thunderhawk gunships roared out from the Eldar warship cluster, each ship fully loaded with a unit of veteran beta testers. These veteran players were all formidable fighters with the strength of a Space Marine company commander.

Dozens of players teaming up to besiege an enemy ship can easily crush the mortal defenders inside and launch a brutal mopping-up operation. The Chaos Space Marines and the elite demon forces have already been wiped out on the front lines, leaving only ordinary soldiers and support staff on the warship, who are utterly powerless to resist the players' fierce attack.

All the players harbored a burning rage, which they channeled into ruthless killing intent, using the most vicious methods to settle scores with their enemies.

As the Chaos warships fled in panic, the stargate devices on the Eldar warships had already been deactivated.

Fang Yun finally felt relieved and prepared to set off to land on the surface of Macurag.

"Kill me, and you will all be buried with me! The entire Macragge will be destroyed!" The pain of burning psionic energy caused the deceitful lord to scream incessantly, but he still threatened Bruce.

As if receiving a secret order, the remaining Chaos Battleships above orbit changed their escape direction to head towards the planet Macrag. They simultaneously turned their main guns and opened fire on the planet Macrag.

"I'm willing to stay away from Macragge forever! As long as the fleet doesn't receive my stop signal, it will continue firing on the planet!"

As a devout follower of the Lord of Change, the deceitful lord had already prepared a backup plan in case the hunt for the Primarch failed.

Hundreds of warships bombarded the star simultaneously; ordinary attacks would simply be easily swallowed up by the star itself, causing no real damage.

But at that moment, Fang Yun suddenly noticed something was wrong.

"Oh no! They're deliberately interfering with the star's core structure!"

"It was a superflare explosion!"

If the bombardment continues, the extinction-level flare detonated by the star will be enough to burn the entire Macragge into a wasteland of glass!

Stars are not so easily destroyed, but high-intensity battleship bombardment can generate super flare explosions.

"Spare me! I swear in the name of the Chaos Gods, I will never invade again!"

Will it really—completely destroy everything?

Bruce hesitated for a moment.

Ye Bai's blood feud caused him immense pain and hatred, but on this planet, there were still people Ye Bai had sworn to protect with his life, and all the innocent ordinary people of the Second Battle Group.

"No! Stop right now!!!" The deceitful lord suddenly realized the fatal change.

He desperately roared for the fleet to cease fire, but no one responded.

He originally intended to use the threat of firing on the stars as leverage to coerce the Empire and the Human Federation into backing down, but in the end, he issued the ultimate order to completely destroy Macragge.

His command was inexplicably stripped away, and the power bestowed upon him by the Lord of All Changes was completely drained from his body.

This was not ordered by Abaddon, but rather the ultimate conspiracy already laid out by the Lord of Change.

The Lord of Deception no longer felt any divine blessing from the Lord of Change, as if he had been utterly abandoned by the gods. Despair overwhelmed his mind, leaving only desperate pleas echoing across the battlefield: "Spare me—please, spare me—"

Initially, it was just a deterrent; it wouldn't actually trigger a super flare, but rather prevent the leader from being captured and losing his leverage.

But now, deterrence has become an inescapable death warrant.

"Ha, ha ha ha, ha ha ha ha!"

"You bastard!"

"At this point, you still expect me to spare your life?"

"I will reduce your body to nothingness, I will make your soul burn brightly."

The enraged Bruce, wielding his psionic power, obliterated the deceitful demon amidst its agonizing screams.

Even if he were to die in a celestial flare explosion, he would still seek revenge personally.

A dazzling flare erupted, illuminating the entire Macurag starry sky with blinding light.

"Did the sun explode?"

Education is highly widespread in the Otlama star system, and the people of Macurag are all aware of the terrifying consequences of a star superflare.

At this moment, the crisis of extinction descended upon us.

Despair instantly enveloped the hearts of everyone on the planet.

"Oh my God!"

"We—we're doomed!"

"Your Majesty, have mercy on your people!"

Celestine gazed at the scorching stars in the sky. Even as a saintess of the gods, Xinlan was filled with despair. On her holy and compassionate face, a resolute will to die arose.

"Everyone, retreat to the warp!"

"I will uphold the holy light to ward off the pollution of the subspace!"

"Primarch, immediately enter the warp for safety!"

"Only the warp can escape this flare catastrophe!"

"Everyone, move into the warp immediately!" Guilliman's roar echoed throughout the heavens and earth.

The subspace pollution that everyone fears in normal times has now become the only chance for survival for all real humans, even if it's just to temporarily escape and survive the flare before trying to find a way out.

"Selusive, stop!"

"To allow the Primarch to enter the Warp now would be certain death!"

Fang Yun happened to descend upon the Beggars' Battlefield. His appearance shocked Guilliman. His near-perfect physique instantly reminded him of that man.

Fang Yun has now seen through Chaos's sinister plot.

"If I'm not mistaken, this is a long-planned scheme by Tzeentch, using the destruction of a star as bait to force the Primarch to seek refuge in the Warp."

"If nothing unexpected happens, the Chaos God is already waiting for you to step into his trap!"

Fang Yunxian could sense from the Demon Well Sutra that the back of this space was enveloped by an unfathomable chaotic power.

Once the Primarch enters the Warp, the Chaos Primarch will not hesitate to try to mold him into a cream puff.

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