Warhammer: My buddy has too many secrets!

Chapter 131 Reinforcements Have Arrived!

Everything before them began to burn, countless books containing taboo knowledge were destroyed, and the Primarch of Demons let out a scream, seemingly severely injured.

After that strike, Guilliman was now breathing heavily, but he still gripped his sword tightly and growled, "Come out, Magnus, I know you're not so easy to kill!"

Guilliman roared, but at this moment, the Primarch, Crimson Magnus, was experiencing a level of rage that was hard to describe.

The anger was so intense that the war engine beneath their feet trembled violently, almost causing the world to turn upside down!

"Robert Guilliman!"

The Primarch's rage was so intense that Tizka's revenge was a product of his painstaking efforts. Staying on this flagship was his domain, and even though his body was banished, he could still reappear through the spells on the flagship.

But—Guilliman's sword strike just now truly and severely damaged its very essence!

The golden flames, carried by the blue hurricane, tore apart everything he had meticulously planned with ease. That familiar destructive power made him tremble; it was the mighty power of their father, the Emperor!

Although the Primarch recognized that his brother was wielding his father's longsword, he never believed that his father could help poor Robert.

Because he knew better than anyone else what kind of torture that golden throne was for psykers.

And now, before the veil between the real universe and the warp has been broken, even if his father suffered 1

Human faith has sustained him for millennia, yet his power remains confined to the subspace.

The power of the four gods restrained it, and it had long since run out of strength.

If he could help humanity, then his idols wouldn't need to weep and wail so often.

Magnus approached his brother with an almost 100% certainty of success.

But he never imagined that at this moment, Guilliman would be able to unleash such a terrifying gale, channeling his father's destructive power onto his precious flagship!

The damage from this sword strike was so severe that it almost wiped out all of Magnus's accumulated wealth over thousands of years. However, the terrifying destructive power also nearly drove him to madness. Perhaps there was an unspeakable fear amidst his anger, but at this moment, he only wanted to destroy and kill everything in front of him as quickly as possible!

"Unleash all your energy! I want you to watch helplessly as all your ships are reduced to ashes before this power!"

Magnus roared!

Then the millions of cannons began to charge and build up power. This ship itself symbolized his own will. At this moment, when the enraged Magnus decided to destroy the enemy in front of him at all costs, the evil power in the High Heavens invaded the Netway and empowered this flagship!

At this moment, shelling was unavoidable.

The loyalist captains looked on in despair at the million cannons rapidly charging in the distance, while the Eldar warriors scurried into the hidden corners of the net tunnels with screams, trying to avoid the damage.

Even the clowns of the Spirit Race wouldn't dare jump onto the stage at this moment, because what's about to happen here is the final ending!

At that moment, terrifying evil fire erupted, completely enveloping Guilliman. The bone-chilling heat was even unbearable for the Primarch!

Guilliman surveyed everything, taking a deep breath. He could now smell the burning flesh and blood on his body through the respirator of his Destiny Armor, but at this moment, he did not choose to run away. Instead, he raised the longsword in his hand.

He was prepared; when he learned that his brother was the mastermind behind this, Guilliman had already prepared for the worst.

Lancelot is on his way to awaken his other brother, so that even if something happens to him, someone will be able to shoulder the future of the empire.

"call----"

Guilliman began to calm himself down.

To ensure that Caul can return to Terra, what he needs to do next is simple: fully release the power he senses, unleashing the azure hurricane within his soul, using himself as the focal point.

Simply put, this thing is a self-destruction. Guilliman doesn't know what will happen after he does this, but it's the best way he can think of to break the deadlock.

But at that very moment, just as he was about to make his move, a familiar voice came through the communication channel in his Armor of Destiny!

"Robert!"

The words startled Guilliman for a moment, and then he also looked into the distance!

And at that very moment.

Millions of fel energy beams have been fully charged.

In that instant, the network was ignited, a morbid, chaotic color carrying millions of magnificent blue rays of light bursting forth in the same instant.

Their energy nearly tore apart the nearby network, and the entire Revenge of Tizka was shaken by the recoil and groaned.

The beam of light converged into a torrent powerful enough to evaporate a planet, hurtling straight and unstoppable toward the loyalist ship target in the network.

Time and space lost their meaning in the face of that attack.

This was a terrifying attack unleashed by the Primarch using its flagship, and then, it appeared.

On the inevitable path of the psionic torrent, a point of light rushed towards him against the current.

It was a point of light! But upon closer inspection, there was actually a figure inside the point of light!

The light emanating from Lancelot's shield was a world unfolding on it, with countless characters dancing and swirling, but in the end, all these names converged into one person's name!

"That's impossible!"

On the flagship of the Thousand Sons, Magnus screamed as he stared at the shield in the distance! The Eldar Death Army also stared blankly at the figure that had suddenly entered the battlefield!

Because when he entered the Netway, those previously ever-changing tunnels seemed to stabilize in an instant! It was as if the rules of the real universe had descended upon the Netway at that moment.

What is an unpredictable online world to others is like walking on flat ground to that figure!

However, once you know who possesses this shield and what blessing it bestows, you will understand that everything happening before your eyes makes perfect sense!

"I command you, take me to Magnus!"

After receiving the blessing and entrustment of the Wolf God, Lancelot returned to the main world. He then gave a command to the shield in his hand, and the tunnel was opened. The shield carried Lancelot directly into the Eldar's net tunnel.

The Wolf God has been stationed in the Net Path for thousands of years. Although he does not know all the Net Paths of the Spirit Race, he has already understood the physical properties of the Net Path.

Thus, he blessed the weapon, he blessed the shield so that it would never miss, and so when Lancelot threw the shield, it would always hit its mark! And when the target was locked onto Magnus, he took Lancelot and charged directly into the net!

Holding the shield aloft, the text on the edge of the shield seemed to burst into flames due to the extremely high speed at which it flew!

This situation was like a shooting star! And at that very moment, Lancelot saw Tizka's Revenge unleash millions of cannon shots in the distance, but Lancelot simply made a throwing motion in response!

"I command you again: all artillery fire from now on should be directed at this shield!"

Lancelot twisted in mid-air, facing the torrent of millions of fel energy beams, and hurled the shield in an instant.

The cannon fire from the flagship Tizka's Revenge exploded outwards in a spherical pattern, attempting to cover all escape routes for the loyalists.

But at that very moment, the instant the shield was thrown, a name from the subspace flashed on it, and everyone witnessed the impossible unfold before their very eyes.

Those terrifying, surging energy beams were bent! Like a black hole suddenly projected into the net, they didn't explode or deflect, but instead, like raging pythons whose throats were gripped by an invisible force, howled as they rushed into the shield that Lancelot had thrown!

The raging blue was instantly drained into a deathly white! Then it twisted, stretched, and was irresistibly sucked in! Even their terrifying energy did not diminish the shield's kinetic energy! It still slammed into the geometric flagship!

Boom!

A crimson figure was thrown out of its hiding place by a shield.

Then the shield that had devoured all energy flew up and finally embedded itself in front of Guilliman. Despite enduring a torrent of energy powerful enough to destroy a planet, it was not damaged at all; only the patterns on it became even more dazzling.

A flash of golden light, and all the flames that had been burning on Guilliman vanished.

A phantom of a Cyclops, wielding a magical weapon and raising his hands in a gesture of rejection, stood before Guilliman! His face was like a fierce, wrathful Vajra, banishing all evil that threatened Guilliman and protecting his loyal brother!

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