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Moreover, even if Kasgar couldn't help Ultramarines Chapter Master Calgar successfully escape from the fight against the Hive Fleet, gaining the support of the Ultramarines under Guilliman's (now Loriman) orders would be a piece of cake.
Everything is ready.
With Guilliman's help (although she now wants to run away), and the assistance of hundreds of thousands of Ultramarines;
Furthermore, the glory and recognition he receives from being possessed by the Emperor will significantly reduce the likelihood of the Royal Guard and Holy Terra opposing him.
—Only subspace travel remains as the last remaining hidden danger.
"Mortalian, how about our voyage back to Holy Terra?"
Fortunately, they have the super divination master Mortalian who can use his unparalleled numerology to make predictions for everyone—which will be a great help for their future voyage after Casca "lost" his prophetic abilities.
"Calculations are in progress."
As he spoke, he lowered his head and began to shake the incense burner in his hand—Barbarus had long been completely destroyed, and the incense burner now contained only ordinary incense—although he himself utterly despised psychic powers and witchcraft rituals, no matter how you looked at it... his actions seemed remarkably similar to psychic rituals.
"I see you've taken quite a few steps—what, is seven no longer your lucky number?"
"It hasn't been like that for a long time."
"...Tsk."
“If the calculations are correct.” Mortalian’s footsteps began to pace irregularly on the bridge, like a sorcerous prayer. “No, I can’t change that.”
"Get ready, we might be in trouble soon."
"When and where?"
"Just five minutes into the voyage."
A massive, space debris—but a colossal, enormous piece of it—came into view.
That was not just junk, but a colossal warship formed from subspace mechanical power!
Its outer shell was brutally squeezed by the forces of machinery and flesh, appearing somewhat chaotic yet somehow...
"That's... the Ark of Doom?"
The Ominous Ark was originally a space wreck. These colossal ship aggregates were initially formed in the warp from wreckage and floating vessels, crudely fused together by the chaotic forces of Vashtor.
They drift with the tides of subspace, filled with the energy of the High Heaven, and are often further distorted by the pull of celestial gravity and the rampant growth of mutated flesh.
"The Ominous Ark has even appeared in the warp... It seems [Vashtor] has also begun his operation..."
but--
As the Ominous Ark drew ever closer, seemingly about to crash into their battle barge at any moment, Casca felt a sudden sense of familiarity.
It feels like... it feels like I've seen this ship somewhere before.
Wait, Casca! Casca...didn't you recognize me?
Suddenly, Fugrim’s incredulous voice came from Kasgar’s shoulder.
No...no, you're lying to me, aren't you? This was just a cruel joke, right? Casca, stop playing dumb!
"?"
He was a little confused.
[Hehe, what's going on, Casca? I suggest you quickly figure out this ship's origins, or you'll be waiting to coax her for thirty standard Terra years!]
[Tsk tsk tsk, this guy really is a scumbag. He doesn't even remember this, obviously he doesn't care about you at all—he's really too mean!]
Not only that, but on the other side, there was also a mischievous Forgrim stirring things up from the other side...
【never mind!!!!】
You could tell from her tone that Fugrim was actually very angry.
They say they'll let it go, but thinking about it, it's clear they won't just let it go like that.
Look at the base of that wrecked spaceship! It's right there, inside!
[Waaaaah—You really...you really didn't remember...]
...The foundation of this ominous ark?
and many more.
Under the probing of psionic energy, Kasgar finally saw the true form of the ship, which had been distorted by chaos.
It was the very same flagship that Casca had been searching for all along, the former flagship of the Legion!
【The Emperor's Pride】
"Then what's there to say?"
"Notify all Phoenix Sons to prepare to seize the ship!"
......
Inside the Eye of Fear.
Chaos Warmaster Abaddon is very happy now.
Not long ago, the commander of the Death Guard from Nurgle arrived with his entire legion to join us: everything was just like the Great Rebellion ten thousand years ago.
—Even though he came to seek refuge out of desperation, Abaddon could sense that… sincerity.
Forget it, just say what you have to say.
Abbott did not trust Typhon, that old traitor.
But the entire legion of Death Guards under his command is just too good to pass up.
Although they were torn apart and scattered due to the disastrous defeat in the plague war, the tens of thousands of people who remain are enough to stir up another storm on the frontier of the human empire, or to join forces with the Black Legion to carry out a surprise attack on an important imperial world (such as Cardia, Cardia, and Cardia).
Woohoo, even legions are willing to take these!
Even if he, the Chaos War General, doesn't move an inch here, his legion will still take him in.
Moreover, this wasn't the only good news Abaddon heard.
Not long ago, just as he was gathering the Black Legion to prepare for the thirteenth expedition, another powerful warp demigod found him.
【Creator】Vashtorr the Arkifane, a demigod without part in chaos, lord of the soul furnace.
It is the demonic demigod of inventors, engineers, scientists, and craftsmen.
Vashtor's status in the non-material realm is beyond question.
But so far, His efforts to ascend to the status of a true God have been consistently thwarted.
On the one hand, His influence on the material universe is insufficient; on the other hand, there is a certain emperor who occupies the position (the real position) without doing his work, which prevents his successor from ascending to godhood.
Therefore, Vashtor chose to join forces with Abaddon in order to establish his own position in the real world while blowing the placeholder and his toilet into the sky.
It has its own sphere of influence in the warp, and its unique position makes it a distinct entity among the warp gods.
Vashtor is also the master of all the Soul Forges.
These enormous foundries, existing in abstract form, are a realm composed of black iron and steam, colliding gears and roaring pistons.
Any demon can come to these forges to seek out the soul traders who reside there and sign a contract with them.
Demons harvest the souls of mortals at an agreed price and deliver them to the Soul Forge. In exchange, these souls are stuffed into machines and transformed into terrifying fusions of war machines and demons.
His purpose in coming here was naturally to sign a contract with Abaddon.
Vashtor and Abaddon's collaboration aims to search for fragments of an ancient relic known as the "Key".
It is said that if the fragments can be reassembled, their holders will not only be able to open network portals at will, but also directly create new network portals.
You can even open the legendary [Ancient Sacred Treasure Vault].
It is said that it is filled with various weapons and knowledge left behind by the ancient saints during the War of Heaven.
Among these relics is a relic known as "The Weapon," which not only destroys the human empire but also provides Vashtor with the aid needed to ascend to the fifth evil god.
Therefore, in order to achieve cooperation, the Creator and his machines and ark will fight for Abaddon's Black Crusade.
Both sides have their own needs.
"it is good!"
This couldn't be better for Abaddon!
With the help of Vashtor's creations and the Deathguard Legion, his next Black Crusade will definitely be able to completely break through that damned Cadia!
However, a sudden communication abruptly silenced his excited shouts.
"..."
Abaddon frowned after receiving the messenger's message.
"What do you mean by saying that our Nurgle Space Marines got diarrhea from eating cookies?"
Chapter 265 is coming! The strange aunt Evelyn!
Inside the Phoenix Son's battle barge.
"Nobody here?"
A petite figure peeked out from behind a pillar at one end of the passageway, looking around.
no one.
The entire passageway was very quiet.
After the Phoenix Sons seized the ship from Luo Jia in the Great Vortex, they made some modifications and improvements to it. However, since most of the Phoenix Sons combatants were taken by Kaska to reclaim the Emperor's Pride, the guards inside the Phoenix Sons combat barge are on high alert, and not many are able to wander around in the passageway.
As for why the emperor's son was so incompetent that he could even lose the legion's most precious flagship...
According to the Emperor's Son, this occurred a thousand years after Guilliman's disappearance, when one of the Chapter Masters was dissatisfied with the overall decline of the Emperor's Son Chapter.
Seeing that the atmosphere within the chapter had deteriorated to an extreme degree, he led a small group of still-ambitious Sons of the Emperor warriors aboard the former Legion flagship, "Imperial Pride," and joined forces with some other sons of the Legion who were unwilling to succumb to depravity to embark on the Eye of Terror expedition, never to return.
The remaining imperial princes naturally couldn't go looking for it—and so, the original flagship of the legion, the Imperial Pride, disappeared from the internal records of the human empire.
And now, it has finally reappeared in the sight of Casca and the Phoenix Children—
Of course, this has absolutely nothing to do with Guilliman!
"Goo..."
Thinking of this, the petite Loli Man, whose thinking seemed to have reverted to that of a child, felt somewhat exasperated.
But on Parmenio, she was horrified to discover something extremely terrible!
Although her mind had forgotten too much, her body still seemed to be instinctively processing domestic documents!
Loriman may have forgotten far too much, but there are some things she can never forget.
It's too late to go back!
"No... I have to take this opportunity to slip away!"
But Loliman still didn't give up hope!
In the course of seven thousand years of struggle, he has come to understand too much.
Even if Casca were to take over his position as regent, no matter how righteous or earnest his words might be.
In the end, it will always be Guilliman who does the work!
She understood that, given that guy's hands-off nature, in the end, internal affairs would always be left to Guilliman to handle!
Whether he's Guilliman or Loliman, if they don't run now, they'll never have another chance!
We need to find a way to escape from here!
Having lost her Primarch's powers, she finally found an opportunity to make Company Commander Katoscarius relax his guard on her, thus creating a good chance to slip away from the upper deck of this battle barge...
Although the body has shrunk, the mind remains sharp!
"Get out of here..."
Although she didn't know where she could sneak off to, if she didn't, she would be locked up in the Holy Terra's big office as a typewriter servant for the rest of her life!
No, I don't want that kind of thing!
"Ouch!"
Loliman, who was about to sprint across the intersection after scanning left and right at the next corner and finding nothing amiss, suddenly felt herself bump into something that was half hard and half soft.