Warhammer 40: My Fiancée Fulgrim

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However, the ability to traverse the network or the warp is extremely important to the pirate fleet... so even at the risk of being noticed by the Lady of Thirst, they must open up a route for her.

Fortunately, after the golden-red flames had completely burned away, the mark of Slaanesh's soul was gone. All the constraints and doubts surrounding the Void Dreamer would be completely eliminated.

Guided by unreserved psychic power, Casca's fleet could move freely through the great vortex that separated the real world from the warp.

The Space Marines of the Tiger Claw Chapter did not disappoint Casgar.

As warriors of the chapter trained by Guilliman using the Scriptures of Astartes, they were highly experienced in organizing personnel and arranging battles, in no way inferior to senior officers of the 30K era.

To be fair.

While serving as a tool for cleaning up messes, the Book of Astartes also instilled in Space Marines exceptional individual combat skills, making it a valuable operational manual for Astartes warriors in many complex situations.

It encapsulates Guilliman's rich experience in military campaigns and has been continuously improved and revised throughout his seven thousand years of tireless work, to the point that the current Bible is far superior to the original version written by Guilliman, who was supposed to fall asleep at the time...

—There will be more sheets of paper to wipe your butt.

Under the call of the Tiger Claw Space Marines, it seems that more reclusive Space Marines are continuously joining the Casca pirate fleet deep within the Maelstrom—in less than a day, the entire ship has a company of over a hundred Space Marines fighting together.

Despite their rather shabby equipment, as surviving elite soldiers of the Tiger Claw Legion, they were few in number but each one could be considered a cutthroat fighter.

As for equipment, we'll have to rely on that shrewd and slippery guy, Dabus.

This guy somehow got hold of some power armor and tactical gear with the paint and markings removed from the black market. After a simple formation and retraining, the Tiger Claw veterans were quickly able to rejoin the battlefield.

—And this is also the first step after Casca's return.

......

The Sad Galaxy.

In the abandoned transit station surrounded by the unidentified fleet and Astartes warriors of unknown affiliation, the cries of countless mortals could be heard.

"Traitors! Everyone here is a traitor!!!"

In the fortieth millennium, while the undead demons were rare, the traitorous Space Marines were never few and far between.

Whether it's the Black Legion hiding in preparation for the next Black Crusade, the Chaos Cans that have completely surrendered to one of the Chaos Gods, or the small, split empires of the rebellious Primarchs that have strayed from the human empire.

Or perhaps they are almost entirely absent from existence, existing only in legends as the Midnight Lords.

There are many Astartes Chapters or Legions in this world, but...

"These guys let the Mantis Warriors' flagship escape so easily, and they're all heading in our direction!"

After making the difficult decision to break out, Kuren, acting as the Red Scorpion commander, angrily looked at the readings of the astrolabe on the warship in front of him.

The number of unidentified fleets pursuing the Mantis Warrior warships was extremely small, as if they were deliberately ignored.

As their escort ships sailed at full speed, a barrage of artillery fire and torpedoes rained down on the Red Scorpion fleet, creating illusory ripples on the escort ships' not-so-sturdy void shields.

Fortunately, their escort ships were far from the transit station at the time, and they chose to flee immediately... otherwise, their fleet size would have been no match for the enemy!

The stark contrast made it seem as if he couldn't see that this was Huron's deliberate arrangement to annihilate all of their Red Scorpions!

With such a dense network of firepower covering them, the enemy's intentions are already crystal clear.

"...Hurron!"

He was far too naive; he never imagined that the other party was so vicious and cunning, capable of projecting such an advanced fleet onto this sorrowful star system at this moment.

Cullen desperately wanted to take their small fleet back and blast Huron's massive fleet to smithereens right then and there... but he had a mission from his old commander: to save all of Red Scorpion's remaining forces!

Later!

After that, he waited until he returned to the human empire's operational base to regroup, and then wiped out the entire Badab sector in one fell swoop, killing that damned Huron traitor!

"Sir! There's another disturbance right in front of our ship!"

"What? It's Huron's fleet?"

"We don't know, sir! It seems to be a pirate fleet, and we don't know their intentions..."

"Pirate fleet!"

Cullen rushed to the foremost bridge porthole to look, and saw a large number of hair-like...

Although apart from the three strike cruisers at the very front, the rest were all ragtag pirates—no, how come there are even Eldar airships here?

Kulen frowned as he looked at the ship that clearly stood out from its surroundings.

Who else but Huron could possess such a large pirate fleet?

They colluded with pirate forces within the Great Whirlpool to launch an attack on them, demonstrating the enormity of their crimes!

Not only did he target the abandoned transit station during negotiations, but even the escort fleets of the two battle groups were unable to escape his clutches.

This guy set up so many things just to wipe out the Red Scorpion Legion?

"Right now, let's break through first!"

Cullen didn't have time to think it through: "Keep full speed and fire at those pirate scum!"

"and many more."

"Who?!"

The next moment, Cullen felt a hand on his shoulder.

As the acting leader of the Red Scorpion Squad, his strength has never been weak.

But at this very moment, he never sensed the approach of the person behind him, as if the person had never appeared in this world at all.

How did the other party manage to approach me so silently and stealthily?

Turning around abruptly, he saw a suit of purple-gold armor, even taller than his own body, gleaming in the light of the universe. The exquisite and intricate patterns, combined with the unique and heavy armor style, clearly indicated that it was the finest power armor.

Even in such a tense situation, Cullen couldn't help but admire the man's magnificent armor, which was truly the dream armor of every Space Marine.

Compared to other sons of emperors, Red Scorpion places more emphasis on the purity of his genes, but that doesn’t mean he dislikes this powerful and beautiful armor.

Furthermore, there is a striking golden double-headed eagle with outstretched wings on the chest—a badge of honor that only members of the Sons of the Emperor can wear.

A member from their parent organization, Sons of the Emperor... is the chapter leader of the Sons of the Emperor chapter?

But as far as Cullen knew, the Chapter Master of the Sons of the Emperor did not seem to have this armor, nor did he have such a youthful voice.

And just now, when he turned around to remove the finger that was resting on his shoulder, he could only feel an immense force, as heavy as a mountain, pressing down on his shoulder, leaving him completely immobile.

His power was even greater!?

Just as Kuren was wondering who could possess such magnificent armor, the other person removed his helmet in front of him, revealing his true face.

That was an appearance that only appeared in legendary paintings.

"Red Scorpion warriors."

"The time has come, I'm back."

Kasga said so.

......

The interior of the ship was pitch black.

Although the ship had to do its best to conceal its presence due to the need for camouflage, traces of the Chaos Demon's corruption were still present in every minute detail of the entire vessel.

The original plan has been progressing very smoothly so far.

Under his massive fleet sweeping attack, the Mantis Warriors and Red Scorpion fleets scattered and fled in disarray.

Not only could no one discover which side of the Astartes they belonged to, but even those who were about to escape would not survive.

—The remaining Red Scorpion fleet will soon be caught up with and wiped out by them.

As long as no one manages to escape from here, no one will ever know whether Huron was the mastermind behind it all.

Next, all they need to do is completely destroy that abandoned transit station, which has been abandoned for who knows how long, and their mission will be complete.

Although some defensive equipment was deployed at the transit station in preparation for this meeting...

But compared to the firepower of their fleet, this was far too rudimentary a defensive measure.

"Continue to bombard the transit station and eliminate all evidence and those two battle group leaders."

Looking at the Void Shield that was about to overload, a surge of joy welled up in the heart of this guy who had been meditating in the warp for ten thousand years after the Great Vortex.

.......

Transit station.

After being slaughtered in turn by the Astartes who broke in, almost all the remaining mortals in the hall had been killed.

Only the partially damaged but not completely shut-down machine was still beeping nearby, seemingly sending out distress signals.

But no one will be able to save them.

Outside, a steady stream of Astartes warriors were pouring into the transit station.

At this moment, the two battle commanders, already exhausted from fighting, leaned against the shield generator of the transit station, using their lives to delay their fleet's breakout as much as possible.

Blood gradually spread upwards from the toes of their boots.

Facing a large number of Space Marines who knew nothing about their opponents, the two Chapter Commanders fought to the very last moment.

Moreover, the other party seemed somewhat restrained—not only were their weapons and equipment unsuitable, but they also seemed to be in a state of disharmony, as if they were experiencing a body for the first time.

Some Space Marines were even cut or stabbed to death without blood gushing from the wound.

He doesn't seem like a typical Space Marine.

Although their paint scheme was removed, and they were equipped with only the most basic standard-issue explosive rifles and tactical knives...

But Otis could see from the severed opening that lay hidden beneath a creature with demonic horns and sharp teeth.

That was the appearance of someone deeply corrupted by chaos.

"Pah, the dregs of chaos."

The Mantis Warriors' leader spat. His right breastplate was damaged, and blood was gushing out from the gap.

“Those beasts… they’re trying to pin this on Huron… how wicked.”

"Yes."

Otis's face was grim. If this fleet was indeed a minion of Chaos... with their fleet, it was very likely that everything in the Red Scorpion Legion would be reduced to ashes here, and all evidence would be lost.

—His greatest fear was about to come true: driven and seduced by chaos, humanity would once again fall into an unnecessary civil war.

"Is this... a tragedy we can never avoid?"

Just as he was feeling sad, the enemy Space Marines seemed to gradually retreat as well—not only did they not break into the shield generator room where the two chapter commanders were guarding, but they were also returning to their flagships in Stormbirds.

It's gone?

"The shield generator is about to overload."

No, it's not just a retreat; the entire transit station is about to be utterly destroyed under enemy fire.

The Void Shield defense is about to become overloaded.

Without the protection of the Void Shield, both their lives and the entire abandoned transit station would be annihilated by the enemy's firepower.

"It seems that the outcome of the Badab War is inevitable."

"The Mantis Warriors' leader, Saltak, exclaimed."

Even if he wanted to spread the news of Chaos's disruption now, it would be to no avail.

Everything will soon be completely incinerated by that large-caliber light spear.

"Huron, take care."

Just as both battle leaders were sheathing their weapons, they faced a moment of despair as they confronted their fate.

A striking golden-red flame began to burn before their eyes.

"This is--"

Psionic teleportation?

click!

The next moment, a giant in purple-gold power armor appeared before them.

Enemy or ally?

It's unclear, but Saltak and Otis drew their blades again.