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This is the belief that the Isstvanites defend, and they are willing to sacrifice the lives of countless citizens and soldiers of the Empire, creating the source of war, suffering, and bloodshed in the lands they have sworn to defend. For without suffering, humanity would lose its precious strength, the Empire's defenses would be weakened, the bulwark against invasion would be overthrown, and the race would be doomed.

Yes, the insects of the Isstvan faction think that the Empire is not miserable enough! Come, let's give it some strength. They keep creating civil unrest and provoking conflicts between the parties. They are always looking for trouble, making small things big, and then big things will explode. Although they claim that everything has a good ending, but the process is a bit tortuous, if you believe this, I recommend you to reincarnate as an orc.

The Istvanites believe that strength is essential in this hostile universe. It is strength that enables humanity to protect itself and to remain a united race capable of destroying invading enemies. Without strength, humanity is doomed. Strength that the Istvanites value is the result of surviving and triumphing in trials.

They believe that the more a human is tested, the greater his power will be. This true power is the unique possession of the veteran warrior - his body is strong, his soul is armed with unwavering faith, and his skills are unmatched. The Istvanites and their followers create trials for humanity through creating conflicts, allowing citizens struggling in disasters to find true strength.

Of those who undergo the test, there will naturally be losers, and if the test is a torture of mind, body, or spirit, those losers may not survive at all. The Isstvanites believe that the swallowing of losers is a blessing, as it removes the weaknesses of the empire, leaving only the outstanding winners. Eliminating those who are unqualified is the ruthless practice of the Isstvanites: they use wars, rebellions, and bloody crises to filter out the weak-willed, easily tempted, and decadent dregs.

In simple terms, muscles become stronger when they are constantly torn apart. This is scientifically based and correct. Normal people would think, "Just do more exercise." The Istvan school, on the other hand, thinks, "Why don't I just cut your muscles with a knife? It's quick and easy, and it's not me who's hurt anyway."

The Istvanites believe that after the chaos they create, there will be revelations and miracles, and that disasters and conflicts bring more than just strength. They point out that many of the Empire's greatest achievements were caused by extraordinary violence. In the midst of the most intense conflict and bloodshed, the Empire made its greatest strides in all areas of achievement.

An example often used by Isstvanites is the coming of Sebastian Thor, whose reforms to the Ecclesiarchy eliminated the hidden weaknesses of the Church's rule, and the subsequent resurgence of Imperial power. All of this was made possible in the eyes of Isstvanites due to the tyranny of the previous Age of Apostasy. Others say that the origins of the Imperium itself and those who defend it, from the Space Marine Legions to the Adeptus Mechanicus, are born from the Emperor's great wars of unification.

To the Istvanites and those who are not afraid to master it, the truth is clear. These moments of great leaps forward for humanity are only possible in the face of destruction, the willingness to sacrifice oneself, and the revelatory experience of impending catastrophe. Many further point out that the more terrible the danger, the greater the cost of failure, and the greater the heights the Imperium must rise to in order to overcome it.

As such, they believe that if humanity is to truly dominate the galaxy, it will have to go through a greater conflict than it has gone through before. The Istvanites also believe that the role of the Inquisition is to facilitate and manage this process to improve life for all; their gift to the Imperium is disasters that can benefit from it.

However, any healthy adult knows that we should not sing praises to suffering. The only thing worth singing praises to is you who have overcome suffering.

Worse still, the Isstvan Cult was named after the infamous Isstvan III, who was bombed by Horus the Great with a virus bomb during the Horus Heresy, igniting the civil war at that moment: brothers killed each other, the galaxy burned, and billions of souls died.

The Istvanites point to this moment as the brightest moment when the future of humanity is being forged. Though the Imperium was driven to its knees and teetering on the brink of the abyss, it ultimately triumphed and gained strength from it: to act with fury, determination and swiftness in the face of the forces of Chaos, neither blindly nor laxly.

The Dark Ages of the Horus Heresy were a time of change and revelation that led the Imperium to greatness, while periods of peace and prosperity brought only unholy weakness and corruption, all of which ended with the Wars of Apostasy. So, as long as the Empire is in civil war, things will get better! The power of the Imperium will be sublimated in the test of the Heresy!

The bombing of Isstvan III was the true origin of the birth of the empire, but for the future, mankind must realize its own enlightenment and power in the bloody and painful moments. The empire must always face the trials of terror and disaster, and never lower its proud head, allowing thousands of souls to transform in pain.

The Isstvan faction pointed out that rebellion → the empire becomes stronger, and Isstvan III → the empire becomes great. This is a very simple logic, and it even confused the Lord of Change, Ulaso Samar.

So, according to this logic, if we have another Isstvan III, wouldn't the empire be great again?

And now there happens to be a place with tens of thousands of Astartes and a fleet with the Queen of Glory as the flagship. And we happen to have a batch of virus bombs and a great ritual that can throw the entire planet into the warp. How can there be such a coincidence? It must be the guidance of the God-Emperor!

Yes, if there is anything more disgusting than the slaughter of 50,000 Astartes, 30 million Astra Militarum, and 100 billion civilians, it is that the Istvanovna sincerely believed that they were doing this for the Imperium and for the God-Emperor. Loyal killing is more ridiculous than betrayal.

The Changeling Lord was amused by this amazing wisdom. His shrill laughter echoed in the secret room, and large areas of the wall turned into strange crystals. He loved this clown! What Old T likes most is this arrogant puppet who thinks he can control everything, but is actually always controlled by himself.

It set nine monitoring spells and anti-summoning spells on the clown and then let him go. "After nine sunsets, you will shed your mortal body. Let me see what you will do before that." Just as the voice fell, its huge body disappeared in the flames.

Chapter 65: Fire Falls from the Sky

Jean Bart has already provided support, what the hell are you doing here? The answer is that he is coordinating air support, because of something that is well known but inconvenient to say, the Imperial Army was split in two. In short, after the Heresy, except for a few regiments, the Astra Militarum could only request air support from the Imperial Navy.

Fortunately, he himself is the Lord Admiral. As the immediate superior of the navy, he does not need to make requests, but only needs to give orders. If he moves up one level, he will become the High Lord Admiral, but this High Lord is not the same as the High Lord. The High Lord Admiral is the commander of the star domain navy, and Speyer is at this level. The High Lord Admiral is a floating seat of the High Lord, and only when it is the turn of the navy can one of them be selected.

The landing capsule is purely structurally resistant to damage. Even if Salmin's landing capsule was hit by anti-aircraft fire, he could only make a humiliating forced landing. The only difference is that he would not be injured. It is embarrassing, but the most important thing is that the direction of the forced landing is unknown.

He would rather spend some time to deploy troops to seize the air advantage than to gamble on luck. Never gamble on fate in 40k. The dealer, referee, judges, and even the gambling tools are all on the other side! What are you still gambling on? Winning or losing depends on the thoughts of the four gods.

When it comes to air superiority, which side has the advantage? It depends on the number of planes in the sky and the anti-aircraft firepower in the mission area. Now the Orcs' air force has been almost wiped out. As long as the exposed anti-aircraft firepower points are cleared, airdrops can be carried out to let them feel a glimpse of the terrifying power of the Dark Angels.

One amazing thing about the Imperial Navy is that its fleet's aircraft carriers not only have aerospace fighters that are perfectly suited for combat in void environments, but also have atmospheric fighters responsible for supporting intraplanetary forces in combat.

Conventional fighters in Warhammer 40k are still divided into fighters, bombers, and strategic bombers in the same way as in World War II. Unlike today's fighters, they cannot carry an anti-ship missile to perform anti-ship missions. Whether it is a starship or a fortress, they are too large and must be bombed by a large number of bomber clusters to cause damage to them.

This is mainly because the number of aircraft that can be prepared on an aircraft carrier in a certain period of time is limited. In order to ensure the offensive capability of the aircraft carrier, the aircraft carrier can only release as many attack aircraft as possible in one attack wave.

In order to dispatch so many aircraft at once, the best way is to park almost all the aircraft that the aircraft carrier can maintain on the internal flight deck, fill them with fuel and ammunition, and then take off all at once. This is the so-called "full-deck attack."

Unlike modern tactics, the aircraft carriers in 40k can really be loaded, not just a full-deck attack. The mechanical priests will command their servitors to continue to transport the next batch of aircraft to the shuttle apron through the elevator, and then another wave will come after the preparations are completed.

The standard shuttle apron has been used since the Great Crusade. It has been changed and improved. There are 27 large parking spaces that can accommodate 50-meter-class Fury interceptors, and three heavy electromagnetic catapults. Each squadron has three to five fighters. A single standard shuttle apron can release six to ten squadrons in one attack wave, that is, two fighter wings.

(The author made some changes here. In the original book, each shuttle apron has two squadrons, that is, six aircraft. As a battleship, the Emperor-class battleship's main means of attack is 24 fighters! It's a bit outrageous. So I directly changed the squadron to a wing. Now it has 120~160 aircraft, which is much more normal.)

Now the Armageddon Navy Fleet has a total of five battle groups, four super aircraft carriers, twenty Defiant-class light cruisers, and the first round of Fury interceptors' full-deck attack of 1440+1200. There are 2640 genuine fighter planes, not the exaggerated number of sorties.

Some people may think that this is all a super aircraft carrier is? The single attack wave of the Arbiter-class super aircraft carrier is 360 aircraft, and the single attack wave of the Defiant-class light cruiser is 60 aircraft. However, the super aircraft carrier can attack five rounds, while the light cruiser can only attack two rounds. Therefore, the maximum attack volume difference between the two sides is as high as 15 times, while the cost is only six times. If you add the Queen of Glory's Light Lance turret, it is already a huge profit.

Of course, in actual combat, we cannot put all interceptors. The size of the Fury interceptor varies from 40m to 70m, so why is the size given for the standard shuttle apron 50m? Is it because of the middle value? Not all of them. The main reason is the Starhawk bomber, the main aviation bombing force of the Navy is the standard meters.

Unlike the Fury interceptor, which has eight heavy laser cannons, two twin heavy bolters, two multi-mounted laser launchers and a pitiful four anti-ship missiles as its main attack means, and can only bomb frigates and raiders in addition to intercepting the opponent's fighters. The Starhawk bomber is a serious anti-ship attack aircraft.

The Starhawk bomber only has one twin laser cannon at the nose, a twin long-tube laser close-in defense turret on the top, and two twin heavy bolters under the wings as poor anti-aircraft weapons. But in contrast, her front missile rack loaded with 1 anti-ship missiles and the tail compartment loaded with 10 plasma bombs are enough to give a heavy blow to the capital ship.

Void shields cannot intercept these deadly slow weapons. The carpet bombing of 40 plasma bombs is enough to destroy all components within thousands of square meters and the several meters thick armor plate below, while the powerful power and impact angle of anti-ship missiles are enough to destroy a superstructure or an entire armor plate.

A single attack from a squadron of these heavy bombers in the void could often cripple or even sink a frigate. A cluster attack from several squadrons could even damage a capital ship. The chances of destroying a capital ship in battle were rare, but if it could be damaged and forced to leave the battlefield, it would be considered destroyed.

"We won't be using the Starhawk bombers today. The 2640 Fury interceptors of the first attack wave will be organized into nine battle groups after a quick 123-minute maintenance." The nearly rectangular inner city was also divided into nine areas on the tactical map. Salmin called up the holographic image and simply marked ABC, on it. "Let me briefly talk about the battle plan."

According to the plan, at 22:05, sixty Stormbirds will be the first batch to destroy the last air defense force of the Orcs under the cover of the Fury Interceptor and disperse their main force. After that, the Stormbirds will forcefully land to deploy Legislator Armored Vehicles and Leviathan Dreadnoughts. These armored forces will serve as the core and heavy firepower source of the follow-up troops.

Each group was assigned an extinction machine as a communication terminal. Iron Man is not someone who can be interfered with by communication jammers. You can even interfere with Iron Man's communication, so why are you still a judge? It's a waste of talent. Just give you a special pardon and let you give up your military career and study superluminal communication. This is the way to save the country.

At 22:20, 940 landing capsules will drop from the sky at the same time as the third round of air strikes by the Fury interceptors. In the next minute after the air strike ends, they will expand the results of the air strike and merge with the armored forces. Then, while clearing out the orks, they will search for traces of the Inquisition and the Imperial Astartes.

Naturally, Ron and Alberta were placed in C1 and C2, and he was in A2, forming a triangle. If they wanted to kill, he would kill for them, learning from the advanced experience of the Kobolds to make a skull counter, with a friendly reminder function. Whoever killed more could monopolize him for a day on Sunday.

"I hope the orcs are okay." The boy prayed.

——The fire of catastrophe fell from the sky.

Chapter 66: Honored

"What happened?" An orc boss pulled himself out of the rubble. Fortunately, he pulled an orc boy over in time to protect his head, otherwise the steel plate would have cracked his head. Even so, he lost an arm.

He looked around - the entire fortress had turned into a burning ruin, the aroma of roasted mushrooms mixed with the stench of burnt fur, and the heat and smoke blinded his eyes. The entire block had turned into hell as far as he could see. He roared in confusion and anger: "What happened? Where are my boys!"

Soon, another roaring sound brought him the answer. He looked up and saw the sky was full of flying birds. No, they were not flying birds. The blood clots in his eyes were blown away by the explosion, and he could finally see more clearly. "Iron birds! They are all iron birds!"

He shouted even though his ears had been deafened by the very close explosion; he shouted even though he could no longer hear what he was shouting... until a round of lasers dropped from the sky, and in hell, only half of his body was left, thrown dozens of meters away, and finally roasted by the flames into the next dish.

Sulfur and fire fell from the sky, and this place was Sodom.

Maybe this is not good news for the orcs, but it is definitely good news for the Astartes who are fighting among them - reinforcements have arrived!

The explosion of anti-ship missiles tore through the Ork lines, and with rounds of dive and strafing, laser cannons and heavy bombs covered every inch of land without Astartes like raindrops. Finally, a huge Stormbird relied on its void shield to hover one or two meters above the ground, and a Legislator armored vehicle and two Leviathan dreadnoughts were quickly deployed.

Fearless!

The Dreadnoughts, the elders, are so revered. Some are so ancient that their memories date back to the founding of their Chapter or even to the earliest days of the Legion. As such, they are revered not only as powerful warriors, but as ageless ancestors and the embodiment of the Chapter's glorious history.

Dreadnoughts are Space Marines who have been mortally wounded in combat, or crippled beyond repair - the greatest heroes are not mercifully killed, but are granted the honor of continuing in the Emperor's service beyond their normal lifespan, through endless combat until they are destroyed.

If a Dreadnought is destroyed, the Space Marines will fight to reclaim its armoured hull so that its pilot may return to the Chapter Mausoleum for the final rest he deserves.

After seeing this glorious being coming to support them, all the Astartes immediately burst into even greater fighting enthusiasm, and the Astartes from several surrounding blocks began to gather spontaneously. Regardless of whether it was from their own regiment or not, every loyal and fearless machine that appeared on the battlefield would be respected by everyone as a guiding light.

But when they broke through close enough with the help of air support and the heavy firepower of the Leviathan Dreadnought, using explosive bombs and chainsaws to tear apart the last orcs, they felt a strong sense of honor and joy of being recognized. They felt honored to be part of such an event - it turned out that the one who came to support them was the Holy Dreadnought!

The oldest of these Dreadnoughts are dubbed the "Sacred Dreadnoughts", and they carry ancient heroes from days gone by, who are among the most famous heroes of their respective Chapters. Men like Bjorn the Clawbreaker of the Space Wolves and Morial the Chosen of the Blood Angels are revered and ranked alongside the greatest heroes in the history of the Imperium.

The Leviathan Dreadnought is undoubtedly the oldest of the Holy Dreadnoughts, used only at the end of the Great Crusade in the 30th Millennium. It was not produced on Mars or any other Forge World, but was born only on Terra without the hands of the Mechanicus, and for this reason it is almost exclusively used by the Dark Angels. Every Leviathan Dreadnought in existence is a treasure to the Chapter, and today, these ancient holinesses have been awakened to support them!

I am honored to be present at such a grand occasion.

Under the protection of thick ion shields, the fragmentation grenade launchers on their torsos and a pair of incendiary cannons kept slaughtering the dozen or so greenskin squads that were still gathered after being dispersed; the siege drill with built-in melta gun was not started, but no one wanted to try how powerful this siege weapon was on the flesh; the Leviathan storm cannon array and the whirlwind melta spear array targeted the remaining barricades and imperial treasures one by one.

These Leviathan Dreadnoughts were indeed the killing machines of Steel Wings. The stalemate and even disadvantageous battle was reversed in an instant with the strong intervention of DA. In the leisure time after the war, the Astartes who had gathered and had a little breathing time all came to the side of the sacred Dreadnoughts spontaneously, just like when they first joined the war group, they gathered in a circle to listen to the old Dreadnoughts tell stories.

"Respected... Elder of the Black Templar," he looked at the VII, which was obviously formed by adding V and I before and after I, and the sloppily sprayed skull cross, and decided to pretend not to see the gorgeous sword-holding wing relief. "I am Artemis, the second captain of the Ascetic Chapter, and I sincerely thank you for your help. But we still want to request some ammunition and medicine supplies."

A dull voice came out slowly from the loudspeaker. "Of course, we in the Black... Templar have prepared ammunition and medicine for you. There are no people on the Legislator armored vehicle." (The first letters of the Dark Angels are different from those of the Black Templars, but this is a Chinese novel and naturally needs to serve the Chinese context.)

On the other hand, the Grand Marshal also encountered the same problem, but as the person involved, he lived a little closer to Bengbu. That's it? The Grand Marshal was so angry!

DA is no small matter, he hid it very well, the Grand Marshal only knew that the Dark Angels had a little secret before, he didn't know the details and didn't want to know, everyone has a little secret. But he is not stupid, now he roughly knows - these black painted Dark Angels are likely to have defected to the Alpha Legion.

You might as well send me Alpha, then I will say this is the Ultramarines sub-regiment, they are all blue anyway. Now my family has a lot of Holy Dreadnoughts for no reason, who can I tell? Poor Grand Marshal doesn't know yet, in ten minutes he will have another 10,000 "Black Templars" Astartes, by then he will really jump into the Yellow River to clear himself.

As a strange-looking giant multi-legged robot walked in front of him, the next moment Salmin's voice penetrated through the layers of interference and clearly reached the ears of the Grand Marshal, "Long time no see, my lord, we are in big trouble."

"What!" The Grand Marshal couldn't believe that his communication could break through the blockade. For a moment, he even thought that the communication interference was set up by him. But after thinking about it, he knew that he, a half-traitorous Primarch, had paid so much for sure not to kill a few Astartes.

"Long story short, the Inquisition betrayed."

"I see." The Grand Marshal's calmness was unexpected. "This communication interference was done by the aliens, and the Inquisition is the most likely suspect. Their previous actions also revealed some clues. Your call only confirmed my suspicions."

Salmin became interested, "Why don't you tell me about your plan?"

Single chapter

This chapter is free. Let me introduce the original idea and say something else.

Originally I was going to make the land battle into two plots. The obvious plot was the Astartes and the Astra Militarum taking on the Bonebreaker, and in the end Ragnar and Grimaldus killed the Bonebreaker. The hidden plot was the collusion between the Istvaan faction and the Horus faction of the Inquisition, and the two traitors were not in the same group.

As I said before, the purpose of the Isstvan Faction is to recreate Isstvan III, drag the entire planet of Armageddon and its fleet into the Warp, and make the Imperium great again.

The Horus faction was formed to prevent the Allied Forces from rushing to Cadia to help, so as not to interfere with the opening of the Great Rift and affect the resurrection of the God-Emperor. But at the same time, he also wanted to prevent the Isstvan faction from recreating Isstvan III and consuming too much of the Empire's power. And his original setting was human, not a demon.

The Lord of Change is his staff, and I even laid a foreshadowing, but it was not used. The number of clowns was also reduced. Originally, the Inquisitor of Horus came forward to guide the Astartes to kill the Istvanites to stop some rituals, completing the plan of delaying the Astartes without killing them.

Then T's classic failure, he was calculated by the Lord of Change in his staff, not only summoned the Lord of Change's mortal enemy as a ritual sacrifice to Khorne, but also dragged Armageddon into the realm of Tzeentch with his own hands, and turned into a Chaos Spawn in despair. However, the Lord of Change not only played tricks on Khorne but also killed his mortal enemy, while severely damaging the Empire.

But the Lord of Change also scored twice. The nine warships that were the basis of the ritual and could not fail were chopped into pieces by Jean Bart with his spear of light. The classic nine turned into eight, and the demon was also killed with a few swords. Because he himself was also a great demon of Tzeentch, the ritual was automatically activated after being satisfied, and Angron appeared again.

The protagonist appears in a desperate situation where everyone is doomed to die. He deploys his ship suit for the first time, kills the Primarch Angron after a bloody battle, and then rushes to Cadia with the power of a great victory.

But right.

After reading everyone's comments, I also realized that I couldn't let the protagonist hang up for so long. The content that was almost a group portrait above had to be deleted and revised. The hidden plot was almost deleted, and the protagonist was added to the main plot in advance. But because it was added later, there is always a sense of tearing. I apologize here first. Most of the questions you have recently are because I have changed the outline.

I will write some extra chapters about the part of these outlines about the Inquisition when I have time.

Then there is the issue of settings. Settings must be written. Not everyone has read the entries of Warhammer 40k and I don't rely on this to cheat people. CWM charges one word for every 2400 words, and chapters have words, so most of the words for settings have been erased.

As for writing less? I was wrong (but I won’t change it, hey)

If you have any suggestions, please leave them here and I will respond.

Anyway, thank you for your support.

Chapter 67: The Changing Ceremony

"Those who fawn on the dark gods have forgotten the glory of mankind and lost their wisdom and creativity. Their fecal-filled heads will only continue to crave those evil and blasphemous rituals." The Grand Marshal brought up the hive map while speaking.

Salmin understood what the Grand Marshal meant. The traitors now only knew how to follow the rituals. If their rituals were disrupted, they would turn into clowns in an instant. But he felt like he was being bombarded. "Reinforcements will be here soon. (Don't sleep too hard, we'll have to come to you.)"

"I have found the place where the evil forces of Chaos are most active. The fog of the warp obscures that place, but it also makes it so conspicuous." He pointed to a corner of the map - nine fallen Ork cruisers pierced into the hive city like giant swords.

--Nine.

Even in the 41st millennium, mathematics has not changed at all, and numbers are always sacred. The five gods have their own sacred numbers, and their rituals must conform to their respective sacred numbers. But according to their respective situations, there are still some differences, such as the sacred number of the father Nurgle himself is seven, and there is also a hidden sacred number of three.

Nine is the lord of all change, the sacred number of Tzeentch.

Although it cannot be guaranteed, this crisis was basically created by the old T family. The rituals directed at Saint Tzeentch have a characteristic. High EQ: each link is linked together, as if it were made by nature; Low EQ: you cannot make any mistakes, you deserve to fail.

The ritual base, designated objects, price and sacrifices are all necessary, and there are even additional requirements such as time and place. But in contrast, the power of Tzeentch rituals is also incredibly strong, whether it is the red letter ritual that turned almost all the Thousand Sons into puppets in 30k, or the outrageous record of the Terra expedition in 42k that severely damaged the fleet and directly killed Guilliman, all proved its power.

"We still don't know what kind of evil magic they used, but there is no doubt that those green warships have become part of the ritual base, or if these warships are still inserted there, we can't destroy the ritual. ... I need your help."

I have to say it was a really good tactic. To completely destroy the main structure of a cruiser, let alone an Astartes that had lost its heavy firepower from the Legion era, even a Titan Legion would have to think carefully about whether their small water pipes could cause such a level of damage.

You know, the diameter of a Moon-class cruiser's side macrogun is more than 70 meters, while most Emperor-class Titans are not even that high.

Unfortunately, it can only be said that the power of the gods is not as good as the destiny, and the use of all the tricks is useless. After all, man's plans are not as good as God's. After forty-two thousand years, he happened to run into a ship of the Queen of Glory sailing on the land. Not to mention a mere cruiser, even a battleship would only take one more round.

Thinking of this, Salmin chuckled, "Don't worry about this clown, it's just a cruiser. It doesn't matter, I will take action."

If someone else had said that, the Grand Marshal would have at least asked him to produce some results to demonstrate his strength, but the Primarch, even the traitor Primarch, needed to be respected by the Astartes. Salmin said he could do it, so the Grand Marshal only needed to make a plan based on his ability to quickly destroy the main structure of a cruiser.

This was undoubtedly a novel experience, even if he was only temporarily cooperating with the rebellious Primarch, but even if he did nothing, as long as the fact that "the Primarch is with me" existed, it was enough to boost morale. Knowing that Salmin would help, a strange sense of security filled his whole body.

There is no need to question the Primarch; what He has promised, He will grant; what He has made a covenant, He will fulfill.

He nodded his approval and skipped the topic. "Disrupt the ritual, kill the traitors, and burn the greenskins. That leaves only the last two items. If you can contact other battle brothers, please tell them to attack the orc warships and kill the traitors first."

Thalmin's image waved his hand. "The latest news is that Bonebreaker has been beheaded. The greenskins are doomed. It looks like the battle will be over before the Feast of Sanguinius' Ascension."

"Let the person involved share the details with you. It was Ragnar Blackmane, the Wolf Lord of the Space Wolves, who dealt the final blow to the alien leader. Of course, he also needed some help from us (referring to beheading the Bone Crusher with two moves, and then Ragnar's basic attack to get the head)."

As a reward for saving the lives of the Wolf Lord and his brother, Ragnar had to accept the identity of the main force that killed the Bone Crusher and swear to Russ that he would never reveal the existence of Jean Bart. As for handing over the credit and glory to others like this, it was too much of a loss? Salmin and the ship girl did not need the so-called credit and glory of the human empire. In fact, the lower the reputation, the better. Development must be accumulated to become the king slowly. Sometimes being despised is not a bad thing.

To be honest, Salmin now regretted a little. He had rashly sent out the ship girl when he was completely unclear about the situation, causing her to be exposed. The appearance of multiple Primarch-level combat forces meant the possibility of mass production, and the temptation of this possibility was enough to pull all forces down and have a super-large chaos that had never been seen before and would never be seen again.

Still in the developmental stage, he was not sure of victory. In his imagination, all his recent strength would be thrown into Abaddon's 13th Black Crusade. He could not accept the opening of the Great Rift, and Chaos could not accept the opportunity of large-scale influence on the physical universe being easily destroyed. It was foreseeable that he would fight the entire Chaos fleet almost alone.

But if he had to kill all the remaining wolves because of this, he couldn't bear it. How could he save people and then kill them? He was not a crazy Grey Knight. Even Grey Knights rarely did such stupid things as saving people and then killing them. In the end, he chose to believe in Xiang