Warhammer 40k, but I’m really not an angelic father!

This thing is incapable of doing anything good and is always capable of causing trouble!

Why would that greedy but stupid guy attack the Mountain Array at this time!

Did he really think the Imperial Fists would hand over the Phalanx to him?!

Impossible. Even if the Imperial Fists blew up the Phalanx with their own hands, they would never hand over their flagship.

Abaddon wanted to kill Bilak at this time. Not only did that guy's stupid plan fail to be completed, but he also forced such a terrifying space fortress directly towards his Black Crusade.

If he had been prepared, he might have been able to deal with the Phalanx based on the Black Stone Fortress, but now that the opponent suddenly appeared, it would be impossible for the current Black Fleet to deal with it.

During the Shadow Crusade, the Phalanx stayed right above the Terran Palace and, in coordination with the remaining loyal fleets, forcibly seized control of the orbit above the palace.

This made it impossible to directly attack the Terra Palace from space.

If he didn't have the Blackstone Fortress in his hands at this moment, he would have given the order to retreat right now!

The sudden changes in space also attracted the attention of Sandales, Caul and others. Even they could not understand why the Phalanx suddenly left Terra and came to Cadia for support.

And if there is nothing wrong with my vision, is the Shanzhen missing about one-tenth of its hull?

They seemed to have just emerged from the Warp after a battle. Did someone head straight for Terra?

Who is so brave?

If he attacked the Terra Palace now, wouldn't those imperial guards blow his head off?

"This is truly unexpected, but this will also reduce the pressure on our side. The power of the Phalanx can directly contain the Black Fleet."

Cawl was slowly analyzing the situation. Judging from the current situation, the Blackstone Fortress should have fired a shot, but it was blocked by Cadia's planetary defense system.

At present, Abaddon has launched a landing operation on the surface of Cadia, and a large number of airdrop bays and flying vehicles are continuously transporting ground troops to Cadia.

"We need to land as quickly as possible, with full engine power, and break through Cadia's atmosphere immediately."

As the Iron Wraith further corrected its course, its engines once again unleashed a surge of energy that propelled the entire battleship forward.

The atmosphere of Cadia is much more normal than that of Valentino. At least the Iron Wraith did not encounter any special trouble when breaking through.

After breaking through the atmosphere, Kaul and Sandiles saw the chaos that had occurred on the surface of Cadia. In a sense, they were still too late.

A large number of blasphemous symbols appeared on the surface of Cadia, and Chaos fanatics swarmed like a wave and rushed towards the loyalist line with a desperate posture, intending to use their lives and bodies to fight a bloody path for other troops in the rear.

It is these fanatics who cannot be killed completely who are constantly consuming the firepower of the loyal warriors. Every time a part of these fanatics is killed, another group of fanatics will immediately take over.

Until the more powerful Chaos forces behind them arrived at the front line.

Among them, Sandales even saw the Skull Lords who failed to appear on Valentino.

He had originally planned to fight against these demon engines on Valentino, but he didn't expect that the one who came in the end was the great demon Kabanha instead of the demon engine.

Unfortunately, he still couldn't escape after arriving in Cadia. The Blood God was chasing him like a dog. Anyway, he had to defeat this demon engine, right?

I don’t know if it was a coincidence or the Blood God did it on purpose.

When he looked at the Skull Lords, the Skull Lords were also looking up at him.

Then, after realizing who was coming, he immediately launched a more fierce attack, even ignoring the fanatics and other Blood God troops who were blocking the way.

The Demon Blood Cannon in his hand even kept firing at other demon armies in order to clear a path, and the giant axe in his hand, dripping with blood, also chopped the Chaos Astartes that stood in front of him into two halves time and time again.

This action even relieved the pressure on the defenders to some extent, because these Skull Lords even destroyed the long-range artillery that posed an extremely threatening threat to the defense line during the attack.

The Blood God didn't want these things to detract from his subsequent pleasure of drawing water from the pool.

The Iron Wraith quickly came to rest in low orbit over Cadia, while Cawl and Sandales were now on a Thunderhawk transport heading for Klav Bastion, where the High Lord of Cadia now resided.

The Holy Blood Guards continued to follow Sandales, while other veterans of the chapter who had followed Sandales to Cadia were sent to support the Klav Bastion Front.

At present, the Chaos Warmaster's troops have not yet broken through the last outer line of defense of the Klav Bastion.

The defenses manned by the Sisters of War from the Order of the Martyred Saints and the Cadian Blitzkrieg were barely holding.

The Black Templars remained the same, desperately fighting each other with the Iron Warriors.

The troops of the Dark Angels' 4th Company and the Fire Howling Company from the Space Wolves Chapter were also holding their own lines of defense.

Faced with the threat posed by Chaos, these two warbands, which originally had some "small" conflicts, had to put aside those conflicts and turn their weapons against the Chaos enemies rushing towards them.

If they really have to compete, the decision should be based on who can kill more enemies.

"The defense line is barely holding. What are you going to do next?"

Looking at the continuous firing of anti-aircraft artillery and laser arrays on the Krav Bastion and the surrounding defense lines, Sandiles asked Kaul this question.

No matter how strong the defensive firepower of Klav Bastion is, it can only barely withstand the Chaos Warmaster's wave-like offensive forces.

In the sky, a large number of Hell Dragons were circling, constantly providing air cover for the Chaos Warmaster's offensive forces. He could even see the renegade Astartes belonging to the Word Bearers and the Alpha Legion among the enemy groups.

These guys, who focus on attacking important enemy units and facilities, are using tactics that have been continuously refined over the past ten thousand years, relying on their swift and deadly precision strikes to continuously disrupt the command chain of the Cadia Blitzkrieg.

In the open space in the distance, which was a little distance away from the front line, a large number of warp symbols produced by sacrifice appeared. They tore open the curtain between the warp and reality, and sent the surging demon army to the ground of Cadia.

If there are no special means at the moment, the chances of winning for our side can be said to be almost slim, even close to non-existent.

There was even a living saint appearing in the Temple of St. Moricon next to the Krave Bastion, but even so, their front was still losing ground.

They were almost retreating to the near end of Krav Redoubt.

If this continues, Krav Redoubt will be directly facing the wave of attacks.

"Underneath the Krave Bastion are components that maintain the planet's shield system, as well as those black stone obelisks belonging to the aliens."

"In my limited exploration records of Black Stone artifacts, it was proven that this thing can be extremely powerful in curbing the Warp itself and the Warp energy they spew out."

"If we can expand the scope of use of this black stone, perhaps we can use it to close the Eye of Terror."

When Kaul talked about his vision and the grand plans for the future, he felt extremely excited.

If his assumption is correct, these black stones really have a restraining effect on the subspace.

Then one day, it will surely help the human empire seal all the warp rifts that endanger humanity, and the name of Belisarius Cawl's genius will spread throughout the empire.

By then, even if I wanted to establish a new Mechanicus, I'm afraid no one would stop me.

"What are you going to do next? Join the fight?"

After a brief moment of calm, Kaul asked Sandales.

The Astartes from the first companies of the two chapters had already gone to the front line, and if the Primarch in front of them also joined the battle, it would buy them more time.

More importantly, the appearance of the Primarch will be like a shot of powerful stimulant injected into the currently low morale of the front.

At the same time, it can also bring a strong shock to the enemy. They should be very clear about what the appearance of a Primarch represents.

"Do you know where those black stone obelisks are located?"

"Alison Plains. Beneath this plain are standing black stone obelisks. I need to pass under the Klav Bastion."

"Do you need troops?"

"Not at the moment, but you guys need to defend the ground defenses. I need to talk to Lord Usaka-Crider first. As for you, you can join the battle directly."

Sandiles was silent for a few seconds, and then contacted the plane behind him carrying the Holy Blood Guard through the communication equipment on his Thunderhawk transport plane.

"Holy Blood Guard, turn around now and head to the Holy Morican Temple!"

As soon as Sandiles' order was conveyed, the Thunderhawk transport plane behind immediately changed direction and flew towards the Temple of St. Moricon next to the Krav Bastion.

The defense there was made up of the Cadian Blitzkrieg and the Sisters of Battle, although the Living Saint Celestine also joined the battle there.

But the battle line was still shaky.

"Do you need this Thunderhawk to take you there?"

"I think a Primarch who descended from the sky would be a better boost to morale, right?"

The door of the Thunderhawk transport plane opened at this moment, and Sandales immediately flapped his wings and jumped out of the cabin.

The sudden appearance of the golden armor and white feathers startled all the soldiers who were firing into the sky to fight against the Hell Dragon. In their opinion, a second living saint had appeared on the battlefield.

But when Captain Kalaran of the First Company of the Blood Angels, who was fighting on the ground, looked up, his pupils instantly shrank to the size of a needle tip.

His eyes were trying their best to convey what he saw to his brain, while his mind kept asking him to confirm the identity of this person again and again.

The opponent's armor was inlaid with blood-red gems. The light dragged by the spear and sword cut through the sky. The golden figure was as dazzling as the sun in the blood-red sky.

Even he couldn't help but overlap the figure he saw with the great existence in his memory.

He couldn't confirm the man's identity because he was in battle, but the gene seed in his body indirectly told him the answer.

My body is excited!

A non-existent force emerged out of nowhere!

The war factor that had long been buried deep in the genes was activated again.

Muscles become more active, blood flow speeds up, and heart rate suddenly increases.

Even his consciousness and judgment, which were about to sink into an endless battle, became much clearer at this moment.

The attacks from the enemies in front of him seemed to be half a beat slower. He only needed to dodge lightly or use his weapon to deflect them, and he could immediately retaliate.

This feeling is so unfamiliar.

He had never felt anything like this since he became an Astartes.

This is by no means a curse like the Scarlet Hunger or the Black Fury, but a powerful force that comes directly from deep within the blood and genes.

This power only appears in the records of the Legiones Astartes era, and in the legends of those who fought alongside the Father of Genes.

This increase in strength far exceeds any actual or theoretical possibility in combat.

The bloody sword in Kararan's hand easily deflected the attack of the Blood God's army leader in front of him, and with a backhand sword he cut off the opponent's head.

His body, which had been gradually exhausted due to constant fighting, was now full of energy again. He didn't even need to use a sword, he could easily blow up the head of a blood demon with just his fists.

At this moment, the entire company of veterans from the Blood Angels Chapter felt that their bodies had fallen into an indescribable state.

The battle brothers from other regiments around them watched helplessly as these friendly forces instantly became as excited as if they had taken stimulants.

At first they thought these Blood Angels had fallen under the influence of the Crimson Thirst or the Black Rage.

But he soon discovered that Kalaran and his Blood Angels did not discriminate between friend and foe, but killed all enemies who dared to rush towards them more accurately and quickly.

They knew that Kalaran was the captain of the first company of the Blood Angels, and this title itself represented the other party's powerful strength.

But just now, they were barely able to keep up with Kararan's fighting speed.

But now they are completely incomparable to each other.

He couldn't see the shadow of the other person's raised hand, and it was even difficult for him to estimate the path of the other person's sword.

Even against the enemy, only those Chaos veterans who had experienced hundreds of battles could barely fight them with their experience. But even so, those enemies seemed somewhat powerless.

Just as all the descendants of Sanguinius joined the more frenzied battle, Sandales stepped directly on a Hell Dragon. The Spear of Fury in his hand pierced through the Hell Dragon's warp engine, and the Sword of Hope directly beheaded it.

The shell that was extremely hard even against artillery fire was as fragile as butter in front of the sharp blade in his hand.

The Hell Dragon, having lost its power, crashed to the ground under the trampling of Sandales. The sound of its fall even made both sides raise their heads at the same time.

But what they saw was only a golden-armored figure falling to the ground, trampling a hell dragon.

The friction between the Hell Dragon's shell and the air even produced red flames, as if a small meteorite was falling towards the ground.

The sound of falling was heard, the air waves surged instantly, and the raised dust even formed a smoke screen.

A deafening roar penetrated everyone's ears, followed by a huge shock that was enough to make their whole body tremble.

The Emperor's loyal soldiers tried their best to see through the smoke who had arrived on the battlefield, but when they saw Sandales' figure, they almost simultaneously stopped breathing uncontrollably.

They had thought it was another living saint, another powerful warrior sent by the Emperor to support them.

But they soon realized something was wrong.

First of all, living saints do not have three pairs of wings.

Secondly, this person's height and body shape seem a bit too prominent.

Even a living saint like Celestine was only slightly larger than a mortal, but the figure before him was even taller than those Astartes.

The collision sound between the armor parts rang out like silver bells, and the three pairs of wings fluttered, blowing away all the surrounding sand and dust.

Everyone in the Temple of Saint Moricon saw the true face of the man before them.

He fell from the sky like a scorching sun, and with a wave of his hand he killed a hell dragon that was causing everyone a lot of headaches.

This powerful strength and the light that is enough to make people feel warm have already revealed his identity.