Warhammer 40: My Fiancée Fulgrim

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Are the static force fields in your legion just for show?

"Now, immediately place Horus in a stasis field and wait for the warp storm to subside before returning to Holy Terra together."

It's such a simple thing.

In the original timeline, Guilliman was smeared with Slaanesh poison on his neck, but he still lay in a stasis field for ten thousand years and was perfectly fine, wasn't he?

Why is it that, in the same situation of severe injury, poisoning, and unconsciousness, the Ultramarines could come up with a solution, while the hundreds of thousands of Space Marines, along with countless Mechanicus sages and mortal officers of the Shadowmoon Wolf tribe, couldn't come up with a single one?

what?

This has always been the biggest question surrounding Casca.

When Horus was assassinated, why didn't they put him in a stasis field and send him back to Holy Terra to seek treatment from the Emperor?

Yes.

why?

"Static...static field..."

Abaddon murmured softly.

"Abaddon, why didn't you choose to place Horus in a stasis field?"

Abaddon clenched his fists, his face turning red.

In the end, all I could say was in a low voice.

"I! I didn't think of that!"

Hahahaha!

I didn't expect it to be true!

For a moment, the entire city of Holy Song was filled with a joyful atmosphere.

......

Following Kasgar's advice, Abaddon, filled with shame, had the Gastrins carry Horus into the stasis field.

If all goes well, they only need to wait for the future warp storm to subside, and the two legions trapped here will successfully return to Holy Terra.

"But... the warp storms show no signs of abating."

What should I do?

What else can we do but wait?

"This is normal; there's no need to report on the subspace storm every moment."

“My lord, that’s not what I meant!” The Star Speaker seemed a little anxious. “It is that we observed a fleet whose navigation was completely unaffected by the warp storm.”

"What!?"

Unaffected by subspace storms, that is—

That's right.

The fleet from the Steel Hand is steadily approaching their Istvan system.

Chapter 207 The Final Battle, Istefan (Part 1)

[Casca and his fleet are trapped in the Eastvan system and are in danger.]

The minions of chaos are about to be driven to this destined planet.

The message from the Void Dreamers filled Princess Yrel, leader of the Eldar pirate fleet, with growing anxiety. Enveloped by the warp storms, with chaos obscuring the light of the Startorch and the recently illuminated Pharos Beacon, the destined Phoenix King, the hope for the future revival of all Eldar...

They are about to be annihilated by the forces of chaos.

[Notify all crew members: no matter the cost, we must rescue Casca and the others.]

Irelia, speeding along the net, remained steadfast in her goal.

As the Great Expedition continued, his Eldar pirate fleet, having received sufficient intelligence from Kasgar, had already absorbed several other Eldar pirate forces, becoming the largest Eldar pirate fleet.

Furthermore, now that Fugrim is the Imperial Warmaster, who would dare to point fingers at the Imperial Warmaster unless the Emperor himself intervenes?

—But it's obvious the emperor won't care.

Within the familiar network of domains, Irelia's fleet moved freely.

Although Luo Jia managed to expose a small section of the shoddy artificial network constructed by the Emperor, the endless branches and dimensions beyond human perception of time and space of the ancient network are still beyond the reach of demons.

Even before that, Yrel's fleet was not without its troubles—just after Fugrim sent them to find a way to break through the warp storm and transport some people back to Holy Terra, her Eldar pirate fleet was ambushed by the Chaos forces.

Although the Yrel fleet has grown stronger, they are no longer afraid of the threat from the Chaos army.

But these guys seemed to have no intention of killing at all, but only to slow down Irelia and the others.

To prevent them from using the network to maintain communication even under the influence of the subspace storm.

......

"Stop, Irelia, you can't possibly catch up."

Just as Irelia was speeding through the net tunnels piloting the Flame of Asuyan, a teleportation beacon suddenly flashed on the ship, and a familiar figure appeared on the bridge.

Eldrad, the Eldar prophet.

He relayed the order to halt the advance toward the Eastfan system throughout the entire ship via the Spirit Bone Network.

"prophet!"

Irele interrupted him urgently: "What are you doing?! Are we just going to stand by and watch them die?"

“No.” Eldrad tapped the spirit bone floor lightly with his staff. “This is to preserve our power. We must proceed with caution in this chaotic storm caused by humans.”

"But you said that humanity is our last line of defense against the forces of chaos."

“That’s right, but if humanity’s power is too great, even if the Casca you’re eyeing has the legacy of the Phoenix King, we are ultimately not their absolute ally.”

“The power of our race must be preserved, Yrel. You are a rare rising star among the Adarin race, and the hope for our future.”

Aldrad shook his head and said.

“I’ve discussed this with Kasgar before—we both agree that you need to integrate the Eldar pirate fleet and maintain communication between humans and Eldar in the future.”

"Both the Eldar and the human empires have extreme beings who absolutely cannot coexist with each other. We must proceed with caution in order to navigate between these two equally proud civilizations and jointly resist the encroachment of Chaos."

“You must live, Irelia, you are our hope.”

"But...but what about Casca and the others? Can he really survive this great rebellion?"

Irelia's face darkened.

She knew Philus's whereabouts.

With the firepower of the Iron Hand fleet, enhanced by the power of chaos, there is no way that Kasgar and his Sons of the Emperor fleet could survive.

"Perhaps, but this is also a battle and experience he must go through, an inevitable path for him to grow as a young god."

Looking out at the ever-changing multiple spirals and the irregular world beyond the net, Eldrade's voice was heavy with emotion.

"Trust him."

"The Phoenix King will surely rise from the ashes."

......

István III.

“Our current fortifications are simply no match for the firepower of Phyllis’s Iron Hand, and the area around Choir City also needs to be reinforced.”

Casca's expression remained serious.

Horus, severely injured and unconscious, was placed in a stasis field by Abaddon and then sent back to the Spirit of Vengeance to recuperate, awaiting the end of the warp storm.

Fugrim led the Sons of the Emperor's Legion to build defensive facilities within the Eastvan system in preparation for the impending attack by the Iron Hand fleet.

Compared to the nearby planet Istvan V, the terrain here is more complex, and the buildings on it are more suitable for use as shelters after large-scale bombing.

Faced with the bombardment of the Iron Hand fleet, they could not possibly eliminate all the armed forces on the planet with their massive firepower alone.

Furthermore, according to information provided by Casca, the underground structure beneath Chorus City is extremely complex and robust, and could even serve as a guerrilla battlefield after the surface was bombed by the Extinction Order.

Even if bombarded by viral bombs or light spears capable of destroying the entire world, the underground structures can still survive and continue to wage guerrilla warfare against the enemy's surface forces.

Until the very last soldier.

Currently, the Imperial Legion has only one objective—to wear down the fully armed Iron Hand on this planet, Eastfan.

drag.

With their outstanding guerrilla tactics and individual combat capabilities, they dragged the battlefield of the Steel Hand from the large-scale carpet bombing battles on the plains to the extremely complex underground urban warfare labyrinth of the Chorus City.

Only in this way can the Sons of the Emperor, as the Imperial Warmasters and the model of loyalist legions, have a chance to shake the power of the terrifying Ironhands and complete this decisive battle against them.

Only in this way can they stall until the loyalist legions have completed their assembly on Terra, and until the Philus fleet's armed forces are largely depleted on this insignificant planet, thus relieving the pressure on the enemy when they attack the solar system.

—Since Philosopher and Iron Hand have sided with the rebel legion this time, and given their close relationship with the Mechanicus, it is very likely that the Mars Forging General will provide even greater support to Philosopher and her rebel legion, and the number of members joining the Dark Mechanicus will increase exponentially.

There's nothing we can do about it.

Although the possibility of defeating Philus still exists, and there is currently no direct evidence of Philus's rebellion, Kasgar and Fugrim have already prepared for the worst on the planet's surface.

They are about to fight to the death here.

......

The only possible way to win is to kill Philus on the surface, just like in the original timeline.

From then on, the mighty Iron Hand Legion would fall into internal strife without a leader, and would never be able to muster effective fighting power again.

But... that's all that's left is a possibility.

......

"An additional auxiliary legion is also needed here to protect the equipment on the chorus tower..."

Amidst the smells of dirt and engine oil, busy mechanics, under the guidance of the mechanical sage, carried heavy building materials and placed them in the construction area.

The marble castle, which was originally just the official residence of the local rebel capital, has now been reinforced with countless layers of steel, and each room is equipped with an absolutely airtight protective gate designed to prevent the use of viral bombs.

"The Tavitz brothers".

The Imperial Prince Company Commander Tavitz, who was in charge of the construction of the defenses in this area, looked in the direction of the call—it was a brother he had made during the Battle of Ulanor, a company commander of the Shadowmoon Wolves, who was now a core member of the Council of the Four Kings.

Gavial Loken.

“Congratulations. It’s been a long time, Gavial. I didn’t expect you to be one of the Four Kings Council.” Tavitz smiled and nodded at the other party.

“Why such flattery?” Loken shrugged helplessly. “We all know that your title of company commander is just a humble way of putting it. If you wanted, your name would definitely be among the lords and commanders of the Son of the Emperor.”

Company Commander Tavitz's true abilities far exceeded his official rank, but even when Casca wanted to promote him to a higher position in the Imperial Princes, Tavitz resolutely refused.

In his mind, he felt that being a company commander at the grassroots level was enough.

"What are your thoughts?" Seeing that the other person was still busy, Loken sat down on the stone platform that had just been cleared and looked up at the sky. "About what Casca said about Philus and Ahriman—have they really both betrayed us?"

Despite the fact that Casca had previously gained the trust of almost everyone with his unwavering prophecies, the accusations against him were unfounded.

But the claim that he was so treasonous as to accuse an entire legion of participating in a rebellion without any evidence... is a gross exaggeration.

Even though some members of the Shadowmoon Wolves might wonder why Phylos could move freely through the warp storms unaffected, they couldn't believe that an Astartes Legion would choose to turn its cannons against its comrades who had fought alongside it.

After all, these Space Marines, who had not experienced the War of Koss, had never imagined that Space Marines would directly wield their swords and kill each other.

Even if Casca told everyone everything that happened in the Extreme Starfield, it would only deepen the Shadowmoon Wolf Legion's suspicions.

Even Loken, who trusted them more, was unwilling to believe that it was all true.

Although the Shadowmoon Wolves agreed to send legions to assist the Son of the Emperor in constructing fortifications in order to establish a surface base during the warp storms...

But doubts remained in my heart.

"But that is the truth. I was in Cowes at the time, and we saw with our own eyes how pathetic the Word Bearers had become."

Tavitz recounted his duel with the Blessed Son on Kaus, but all he received in return was a wry smile from Loken.

"...I know you wouldn't lie to me, Saul, but I'd rather believe you did."

“Me too, Gavial,” Tavitz said sadly, “but that’s just how it is.”

"Have you ever thought about sacrificing yourself, Thor? In battle, or at some other time?"