Travel to Warhammer 40K with Grey Wind

It is worth mentioning that Governor Banhart took out a large number of Eldar slaves from somewhere, which were burned to ashes through a chain reaction formula and used as fuel to maintain the onboard psychic anti-repulsion fields of each warship. This greatly alleviated the shortcomings of the warships produced by the giant shipyards, such as the lack of sanctification steps and insufficient chaos resistance.

Looking at this scene, Russell felt that his supply of Zello should be stable in the future.

Banhart Medius was not exaggerating. He did have a special channel to obtain a large number of living Eldar. As for whether this channel would attract the Inquisition's investigation, that was another matter.

"According to the time, the Lion King and Fulgrim should have started fighting by now, right?" Russell thought to himself, "I wonder if the Apostle's Armor can withstand the Ascended Primarch..."

At least from his own wearing experience, the Zero Element Armor cannot withstand the matter decomposer of the Boundary Breaker. It is also unknown whether the purification device inside the Apostle Armor can withstand the chaos pollution at the level of the Demon Prince.

Russell's vision was so high that the miracle armor created by Grey Wind, which combined the spirit bones of the Eldar, the metal of the Necromancer and the zero element technology of the human Federation, was still mediocre in his eyes. He was even a little worried that the Lion King would not be able to withstand the will of Slaanesh represented by Fulgrim.

Russell supported his chin with one hand as he sat in the computing center of the Titan ship Pot of Greed. A large number of artificial nerve cord pathways grew densely around the seat beneath him, drawing psychic energy directly from his body to maintain the operation of the psychic repulsion field covering the entire Pot of Greed and sort out the chaos.

Russell now had no idea what kind of shock the life-and-death battle between the Lion King and the Noble Purple Phoenix in the boulder had given to the Dark Angels and the Engine Prophets present.

"God, my father is still safe and sound despite enduring such an attack..."

Deathwing Grand Master Valhalter used his bolt pistol to cleanly and efficiently blow off the disheveled head of the Slaanesh demon in front of him. He glanced at the central hall of the monastery from the corner of his eye and blurted out words of astonishment.

The previous second, he clearly saw the vicious magic sword in Fulgrim's hand slipping into the weak gap in the armor on Lion's body like a slippery snake, but the next second, the furious lion king, despite his injuries, grabbed Fulgrim's sword-holding arm - and broke it suddenly!

"Puh--!!!" Fulgrim's painful groan shocked the Slaanesh demons that kept emerging from the fog around him.

Ryan ignored the magic sword piercing his body and broke one of Fulgrim's four arms!

No...the sword never penetrated the body.

Llane gasped, threw his broken arm away, and then grasped the Slaanesh sword that originally belonged to Fulgrim, and with his other hand he picked up the platinum giant sword that originally came with the Apostle.

And at the waist and abdomen on the left side of his ribs, the joint between the breastplate and the abdominal armor, where the magic sword had just pierced, was still as smooth as before, and even the dark gold paint had not fallen off.

"Materials science no longer exists..." An engine prophet who was urgently invited to help repair the Stone Fortress stared blankly at the two tall figures that kept colliding in the hall, and the mechanical tentacles under his robes forgot to move.

——The cooperation between the Dark Angels and the Adeptus Mechanicus is extremely limited, and there are very few precedents of Mechhanite believers such as the Engine Prophets setting foot in the Stone Fortress.

Not only the Oil Man, but also the Dark Angels warriors and Fulgrim present, and even the Lion himself were extremely shocked - he was fighting with Fulgrim with the intention of exchanging injury for injury, and he would break the opponent's arm even at the cost of piercing his own abdomen.

Now his arm... was broken, but apart from a slight numbness, he didn't feel anything else at the part of his body that was pierced by the sword.

Ryan held the two swords in a daze.

That was a full-strength attack from the Demon Prince using his Slaanesh sword. Even the most stable elemental properties, the most compact atomic structure, and the hardest texture of adamantium might not be able to withstand such an attack under the blessing of the evil magic of the warp. However, the Apostle withstood it for him and was unscathed.

"Not only is the material itself incredibly strong, this suit of armor seems to have some built-in effect that can purify Chaos pollution." Ryan glanced at Fulgrim, who was distanced from him with only three arms left.

He vaguely felt that the magical power that could purify chaos seemed to be related to his own will.

The stronger the wearer's will and the greater their psychic power, the greater the Apostle's resistance to Chaos.

If the wearer of the Apostle is a loyal Imperial Lion, then it is enough to face off against the Ascended Primarch of Slaanesh without getting stained, and the absolutely smooth surface of the armor always looks as bright as new.

Ryan guessed right.

"Damned Star Bullet..." Fulgrim covered his broken arm and gritted his teeth in anger.

Ryan just woke up after ten thousand years. He had no idea what had happened in the Milky Way in the past ten thousand years, especially about the "Order of Truth", a rising force in the Far East.

But Fulgrim knew.

It knew that under the leadership of the Emperor Saint Alexi Reypt, the Ultima Segmentum launched the Holy Terra Crusade; it knew that one of the clones of its offspring, Fabius Bile, died at the hands of the 6th Expeditionary Fleet; it also knew that the existence of the Star Missile brought massive military assistance and all kinds of incredible technologies to mankind.

The most important of these is the blasphemous device called the "Purifying Spirit Field".

Purification Field, Psychic Repulsion Field, Throne of Light, Chaos Death Realm... These are all its names. After coming into contact with the passing expedition fleet, the human star regions scattered throughout the Extreme Star Region gave different names to the purification devices installed in the expeditionary forces. The common focus of these names is to emphasize the purification effect of the device on chaos.

It is said to be purification, but the principle of the field created by this device to prevent chaos and corruption is more like "combing" than purification.

Because whether it is the gift of the Emperor, the pollution of the evil god, or the turbulent ether turbulence in the warp, they are essentially emotions and energy from the depths of the souls of intelligent creatures, and are different manifestations of biological psychic energy.

By consuming psychic dust as a driving force, human technological creations can smoothly sort out the chaotic evil energy containing the malice of the gods, making it lose its threat and turn it into ordinary soft ether energy, achieving a certain degree of purification.

Wherever the mighty expeditionary fleet passed, the originally turbulent waves of the Warp would be temporarily calmed.

In a sense, the Purifying Field does the same thing as the ancient saints who maintained the stability of the Sea of ​​Souls in ancient times, but on a much smaller scale. It can only purify itself, not benefit the world.

It was because of the existence of the Purifying Field that Fulgrim suffered a defeat at the hands of the Lion King.

"His armor also has a built-in spiritual purification field, powered by his subspace essence... Damn it, my poison has no effect on this turtle shell."

Fulgrim's tail swayed as he wandered in the purple mist at the edge of the hall, looking for an opportunity to attack again. He was very angry at the moment, and his vertical pupils were filled with rage.

If the lion king changed his armor to fight it, he would only end up in a miserable defeat. Even if he wore the highest-quality Terminator that humans could produce, it would be easily penetrated by the attack containing the deadly poison of Slaanesh.

It's not just the strength of the armor material itself, nor is it simply the shaking of the spirit by the whispers of chaos. The corrosion from the warp will directly make the weapons in the hands of the warriors decay and the armor on their bodies become fragile. But... on Ryan, this situation does not exist.

The defensive performance of the Zero Element Armor is the best in the galaxy, and it is almost impossible for conventional physical attacks to damage even a single atom. The cleansing field that combs the chaos also prevents the corruption of the Apostle mecha by the subspace pollution. Its only weakness is whether the wearer's mind is strong enough.

But the person wearing this armor now is Ryan, the loyal Ryan.

For Lion, loyalty itself is the greatest reward.

"Damned Star-Bomber..." Fulgrim gritted his teeth and cursed in his heart the person who created this turtle shell.

With a roar, it rushed out of the purple mist and pounced on Ryan, who was wearing dark gold armor, with the magic sword in hand.

"Finally you're willing to come out..." Ryan roared, holding the sword in both hands and rushed forward.

As the battle progressed, Ryan's body functions, which had been weakened due to sleep, gradually awakened. After repeated clashes of metal and iron, he gradually realized the powerful performance of the armor on his body and his fierce combat power.

At first, Lion was a little afraid of the poison in Fulgrim's sword, so he kept some room for attack and defense, and didn't dare to attack with all his strength. But since Fulgrim's attack failed, and he couldn't even penetrate the gaps in the Zero Element Armor, he finally felt relieved and let go.

Ryan's attack suddenly became fierce, with big moves and fierce attacks, like a roaring lion that had awakened and pounced on its prey without hesitation, showing unparalleled kingly power.

It is said that defense is for better offense.

Without an arm, Fulgrim could only defend and move around to fight back. Suddenly, the tide of battle turned, and the balance of victory fell to the Empire of Man.

“Is that so…?”

As another succubus died tragically at the hands of the Dark Angel, with a shrill scream, Fulgrim was once again forced to retreat quickly by the greatsword in the hands of the Lion, looking very embarrassed.

But despite its embarrassment, a sinister smile appeared on its face: "Ryan, have you finally discovered it?"

The Lion King was silent, and his expression inside his helmet looked a little ugly.

He did feel it. As he fought with Fulgrim for longer, the pink-purple mist in the Stone Monastery, which symbolized the power of Slaanesh, became thicker and thicker, covering almost every corridor. Every facility was being corrupted by the Prince of Pleasure, and Slaanesh demons were trembling and crawling out of every corner.

The Chaos Powers are dragging the entire monolith into the Warp...

"I may not be able to defeat you in your turtle shell, but you've already lost, Ryan."

Fulgrim licked the purple blood oozing from his broken arm with his forked tongue and said with a smile: "Your armor can only purify yourself, but cannot take care of others... Throw yourself into the arms of joy, Lion, we brothers have a long time to communicate deeply, in various senses..."

Chapter 237 Chaos Tide

"You may be able to defeat me, Lion. Your offspring may also rely on the weapons in the monolith to continuously kill the Slaanesh demons that have come to the world from the Chaos Realm. But you will never be able to truly fight against a god, a Chaos god who represents the concept of pleasure and excitement."

Fulgrim spread out his three arms, but that did not affect the elegance and charm of his posture at all. The lavender blood slowly flowed along the gaps between his scales, giving people an indescribable sense of incomplete beauty, like a Venus with broken arms.

Slaanesh is the goddess of beauty and love.

"Your swords can pierce my body, your claws can break my arms. But how can you stop the joy that spreads from every corner of the Stone Fortress? How can you stop a god from dragging the entire Stone itself into the Warp?"

Ryan hesitated for a moment, his determined eyes did not waver at all: "It's very simple, I just kill you, right?"

"Hmph..." Fulgrim sneered, "Wishful thinking."

Although he showed disdain on his face, Fulgrim knew in his heart that Lion had grasped the key to the problem.

There is a barrier between the material universe and the subspace. No matter whether it is the evil god who has eternal proof or the demon of chaos, it is not easy to cross the barrier and interfere with reality.

This barrier was ravaged by the War in Heaven in ancient times, and was later worn away by events such as the Long Night and the Fall of the Eldar. It became thinner and lighter, and its ability to restrain the entities in the Warp became weaker and weaker. Until now, it can no longer be called a barrier, but only a "veil".

However, no matter how thin the veil is, it still exists. Therefore, if the Chaos God wants to interfere with reality in the Eye of Terror and other places outside the Maelstrom, he needs a corresponding medium, sometimes a sacrificial ritual of the cultists, sometimes a blasphemous Chaos artifact...

The medium through which Slaanesh exerts influence over the entire Stone Fortress is his ascended Primarch: Fulgrim.

The Stone Monastery is a fish hidden in the water, and Fulgrim is the sharp hook that pierces the fish's mouth, with the long fishing line extending all the way to Slaanesh's hands.

In other words, as long as Fulgrim can be killed and the fishing line is broken, then no matter how powerful the evil god on the shore is, he will lose his footing to interfere with reality and can only rage helplessly across the veil.

The idea is clear, but the question is - is Ryan's strength really enough to break the fishing line and break the hook?

"You won't know until you try..." The lion bared his teeth in his helmet, roared, and pounced on Fulgrim.

His attack was fiercer and stronger than before, but Fulgrim no longer chose to confront him head-on. After realizing that his attack could not penetrate the Apostle and hurt the lion king, he accepted his defeat.

Fulgrim's goal has changed from "defeat the Lion" at the beginning to "stay alive as long as possible." At least, he has to live until Slaanesh completely drags the monolith into the warp.

"Fulgrim, don't even think about escaping!" A beast-like roar came from the Lion's old throat, and the Primarch's warp essence drove the Apostle mecha to stride forward.

He wielded a 1.8-meter-long platinum giant sword, chasing Fulgrim all over the monastery and slashing at him.

"Never mind those secret vaults corrupted by Chaos, let's go support Father." Chapter Master Gustav swung his sword and cut off the head of a Slaanesh Keeper of Secrets. He suppressed the burning desire in his body that should not have appeared in an Astartes Brother, and led the command team of less than 15 people to stride out of the increasingly thick purple mist.

——The ambiguous mist containing the will of the evil god Slaanesh has a powerful aphrodisiac effect. Even the most tenacious Space Marines will inevitably be affected by some subtle effects after inhaling a large amount of the mist.

On the other side, Deathwing Grand Master Valhart left the corridor with the only remaining company of veterans and gave up the attempt to open the secret library and activate the forbidden weapons.

The evil god Slaanesh seems to know how terrifying "those things" stored in the secret vault of the Stone Monastery are. Therefore, the influence he exerts on the Stone Fortress has always focused on the array of thinkers that manage the armory. Many important locations and the connection points with the outside world have mutated into joyful hells where lustful demons are rampant, making them difficult to pass through.

In a sense, Russell and Grey Wind, who had just left the Star of the Dead, actually provided important assistance to Slaanesh's action of occupying the Stone: if the energy system of the Stone Monastery had not been paralyzed and the weapon system of the fortress itself could be used normally, then even in the face of the invasion of the Primarch and the corruption of Slaanesh, the Dark Angels should not be as embarrassed as they are now.

Of course Russell would never admit that it was Gray Wind's fault. He would put the blame on the blue-haired birdman without hesitation.

——This must be a conspiracy of Jianqi!

A chase took place in the Stone Fortress.

Fulgrim transformed into a snake, slithering around in the monastery shrouded in purple mist, fleeing for his life, while Llane, holding a sword in both hands, chased him relentlessly.

This zero-element armor made Llane invincible in the direct confrontation with Fulgrim, but when the situation changed, the indestructible armor was useless in the chase, and he could only watch the opponent pull him further and further away.

The speed of the Zero Armor is actually very fast. Even the Space Marine motorized troops that focus on mobility and speed may not be as fast as Ryan who has transformed into an iron giant. But this speed is far from enough in front of the Ascended Primarch.

Inside the helmet, Ryan was panting heavily. The purple mist in front of him became thicker and thicker, and Fulgrim's tail could no longer be seen.

He was dumped.

There was a constant sound of fierce gunfire behind him. It was the remaining Dark Angels fighting with the Devil in the fog. They were still trying their best to stop Chaos from eroding the Stone Monastery itself. But it was no use.

"Ha, it's almost done." Fulgrim swam in the thick liquid fog with his long tail, swimming farther and farther away. "Now we just have to wait for the fog to completely cover the monastery, and the Stone Fortress will slide into the warp..."

As if in response to Fulgrim's agitated mood, the surrounding mist surged and churned, stirring its sensitive nerves.

Fulgrim's heart burned with lust, and he could not wait any longer, eager to see the Stone Fortress slide into Slaanesh and the Lion fall into the arms of the Prince of Pleasure.