Chapter 711 Malicious Premise

Duanmuhuai lunged forward again.

The furious Death Eaters rushed towards him. They witnessed with their own eyes how their original body was humiliated and killed by the opponent. However, they did not retreat and were not afraid. Their hearts are burning with raging rage. They are fearless. All they want is revenge and destruction!

However, their determination is meaningless in the face of absolute power.

"boom!!"

Duanmu Huai bumped into the World Killer who was blocking the front, and allowed the latter to hold the bolt gun against his chest. Bullets roared out from the bolt gun, hitting Duan Mu Huai. on the armor, and then bounced to the side. Duanmu Huai took advantage of the situation to knock him away, and then smashed it down with a hammer - the roaring war hammer smashed his head, directly smashing the World Exiter in half from the middle.

That's right, smash it, that war hammer looked sharper than the sharpest power sword at the moment. It smashed the World Death's head, spine, sternum, and two hearts, and then went all the way down, smashing him into pieces. Two halves of a bloody body.

Another world-killer rushed up, swung his sword at Duanmu Huai, and slashed his neck. However, his sharp blade suddenly stopped in the air. Ogis stretched out her hand, and the invisible thread wrapped around the power sword, forcibly stopping the World Exiter from further action. Then Lorena stepped forward and jumped up. , raised the sacred scripture in his hand high, and smashed it head-on at the World Exiter.

Marius led the soldiers of the first company forward. The demons they encountered were so ferocious that they were completely unexpected. But they continued to move forward and fought, raising their bolters and wielding their chainsaws. Sword, destroy all enemies who dare to stand in front of them.

Duanmuhuai rushed in front of the devil's brain, and the latter let out a terrifying scream. The fierce sound turned into harsh sound waves and exploded, giving people a headache.

However, this is of no use to Duanmu Huai. He is the god of destruction, the god who destroys everything. To him, what the monster in front of him is doing is just like the death struggle of a mouse stuck in a corner.

"Go to hell————!"

The warhammer in Duanmu Huai's hand swung forward and hit directly into the depths of the huge brain. Black flames suddenly erupted, completely devouring this terrifying demon from the inside out.

The brain exploded and turned into blurry pieces of flesh and blood. The piercing screams stopped abruptly. Duanmu Huai stopped, took back his war hammer, turned around and saw that there was nothing left except the corpses.

"finished?"

Marius came forward covered in blood and asked, while Duanmuhuai chuckled.

"End? Company Commander, you are overthinking, this is just the beginning. I told you, this is the realm of violent rage. Every battle and every killing we do here will enhance its power. This is a There is no solution to the cycle. As long as we continue to fight here, those subspace demons will appear again, and the more subspace demons we kill, the stronger the evil god will become."

"It's just unimaginable."

Marius frowned.

"So, what can we do now?"

"Get out of here and completely destroy this battleship."

Duanmuhuai turned around.

"You've seen what you want. Unless you want to capture a demon, I suggest we get out of here. Reporting to Guilliman is the first priority, isn't it?"

"As you said."

Marius glanced at the bridge again. Everything here had become tattered. Even the Thinker terminal and control system had been destroyed in the previous battle. It was impossible to control the battleship again. .

"Let's get out of here."

[Time: -62.48.32]

Guilliman remained silent while looking at Marius' report. He just looked at the image in front of him over and over again, which was the image inside the Bell Tower recorded by Marius and other Ultramarines. A bloody, world full of destruction and death, twisted and mutated Astartes, and evil monsters.

"So, this is what you see."

Guilliman looked at Marius, who nodded.

"Yes, my lord, this is what I saw and what I experienced."

"So, it's all true. They betrayed us, betrayed the Emperor, and allied themselves with some kind of warp being...or daemon. They made peace with the unholy power of the warp and forged some kind of An evil contract, and twisted into an existence that we cannot understand."

Guilliman sighed.

"To be honest, I don't know how to fight them. I know how to fight most things. I can even figure out how to fight the warriors of the Legiones Astartes, although the idea is quite heretical. But what about demons? In my opinion Come, after the Council of Nicaea, we voluntarily abolished the only weapon in our hands that can compete with the warp. After all, we now don’t even know how to face those monsters.”

"snort."

Hearing this, Duanmu Huai snorted. The Nikaea Conference was a meeting held by the Emperor at the end of the Great Crusade. Its main topic was the use of psykers in the Legion. Eventually the Emperor issued what became known as the "Edict of Nikaea", which prohibited the Legiones Astartes from using any psykers other than Navigators and Astropaths, and the Librarians were disbanded, and the Primarchs were also Restrain yourself from using any of your existing psychic abilities.

It is simply the best portrayal of giving up eating due to choking.

What's even more ridiculous is that the Emperor banned think tanks and psionic powers, and then used Eldar technology to build psionic webways.

In the real version, only the officers and soldiers set fires and the people were not allowed to light the lamps. The double standard was disgusting, and he himself used psychic powers unscrupulously, acting as if "no one understands subspace better than me, so you all have to listen to me."

Both stupid and imbecile.

And Guilliman continued.

"We should request to restore the establishment of the think tank. If there is a chance, I am afraid it is too late and there is no way. But if we can survive, then we must overturn the amnesty order. As for now, we can temporarily use the name of military recruitment, Let those think tanks gather together again..."

At this point, Guilliman paused.

"It's as if some had anticipated that Nikaea would leave us defenseless, as if our enemies knew what was coming and orchestrated the events that would lead us to voluntarily abandon our only possessions when the time came. practical weapons.”

The question is, who is this person?

Well, Duanmuhuai voted for the emperor.

He has never had a good impression of this LYB, not at all.

"Then my lord, how should we face the Seventeenth Legion?"

Someone asked.

"Can't we take the initiative and take them down?"

"cannot."

Guilliman shook his head.

"We do have evidence and witnesses, but we cannot alert the enemy. Moreover, I believe that most Astartes will not understand our orders. Maybe our forced orders will only bring confusion to them."

Indeed, the Thirteenth Legion is the most normal to a certain extent. They are not like the space huskies of Leman Russ who dare to bite anyone, nor are they as foolish and loyal as the Sons of Horus, nor are they as possessive as the Word Bearers. Such fanatical beliefs, and as rigid and masochistic as the Imperial Fists.

So if they were ordered to attack their fellow citizens without justification, such an order would definitely bring unimaginable confusion and confusion to the Ultramarines.

"There is still time."

Guilliman was silent for a moment.

"Theoretically, we can use military deployment as an excuse to move their troops and soldiers to other places that will not pose a threat to us for the time being. At the same time, we must remain highly vigilant. Once they open fire on us, we will Launch a counterattack. No matter what, we can't do nothing and watch Calth and Ultramara being destroyed by them."

Having said this, Guilliman looked at his Chapter Master.

"You need to be responsible for organizing all of this so that it looks like a normal military movement, don't let our brothers get any leverage, and politely but firmly demand that they follow orders."

"What happens if they don't choose to fight back?"

At this moment, someone asked again.

"They will fight back."

Guilliman's expression flashed with sadness.

"If Horus, Lorgar, really betrayed the Imperium, then they would attack anyway. For them, they just need a reason, an excuse, whatever. They won't know that we already know. They've got their secrets, and we don't have much time left."

"Or I could get them to move faster."

At this moment, Duanmu Huai stepped in and spoke, and everyone looked at them.

"accelerate?"

"Yes, the Tribunal fleet can appear in Calth. I believe that when those bastards who believe in evil gods see the Tribunal fleet, they will definitely choose to jump over the wall - since the bitch Erebus is also here, Then they must still remember the battle with the 62nd Expeditionary Fleet in the Tribunal of the Istvan System, and our appearance will frighten them, and they will most likely take action in advance.”

"Theoretically possible."

Guilliman paused and nodded.

"I understand, then I'll leave it to you, Grand Inquisitor."

"Don't worry, leave it to me."

Duanmu Huai smiled coldly.

"This time I guarantee that this old boy Erebus will never escape."

He had long wanted to beat this bastard up.

Duanmuhuai had even begun to imagine how beautiful the screams he would make when his thunder hammer smashed into Erebus's hateful face - that would definitely be a very pleasing scene.