"The latest news is that your brother Magnus has left the Wizarding Planet and came to the Holy Land of the Empire from the Dark Territory of the Empire."

Cherubel looked very respectful, and when he spoke, he deliberately organized his words to avoid upsetting the original body.

It would do him no good to anger Guilliman, it would only lead to a violent beating from the other party.

In addition to the power of the Cursed, Guilliman also possesses another majestic power.

No matter which one it is, it can kill him easily.

Demons are just difficult to kill by mortals, they are not truly immortal.

"Do you know which planet he is on?" Guilliman rubbed his Hand of Dominance gloves and asked.

"My lord, Magnus has unparalleled witchcraft attainments. Even in the subspace, there are very few demons who can defeat him. He is a demon primarch, powerful, and masters the secrets in the subspace.

No one can spy on him without being discovered."

Cherubel said.

It is rumored that part of the technology and power used by the Emperor to create the Primarch came from the Four Gods of the Warp.

Therefore, every primarch will possess unparalleled power after awakening to his subspace essence.

Surpassing most of the great demons under the Four Gods.

Those original demons couldn't compete with them.

Not to mention spying on Magnus, he might be discovered by the other party.

"You devil prince, you are such a waste." Guilliman mocked Cherubel unceremoniously.

Cherubel:..

After being the Demon Prince for so long, Cherubel has never felt so heartbroken.

Being so humiliated, so insulted, and so abused.

In order to survive, Cherubel endured.

He vowed that one day he would avenge his shame.

I will repay today's humiliation a hundredfold.

Three thousand years to the east of the river, three thousand years to the west of the river.

Don’t bully the devil into poverty.

One day, humans in this world will know that the Demon Prince Cherubel cannot be insulted, and those who are insulted will die.

Guilliman considered the demon's words. There was not a word of truth in these guys' mouths.

There are always traps buried in words.

When dealing with these guys, they will overturn if you are not careful, so you must be careful.

"Magnus, what do you want to do?"

After being lost for a moment, Guilliman recovered, looked at the groveling Cherubel and asked, "Is there any other news?"

"The God of Plague's domain has been making big moves recently. It seems that a brand new plague is being prepared to spread into the real universe." Cherubel said.

"It is probably the work of my other brother, Mortarion. In recent times, I have been paying close attention to the God of Plague. I need to know their movements and which star field they plan to implement their evil plan."

"Okay, sir, your loyal servant will definitely complete this task perfectly." Qirubel said respectfully.

"Continue collecting intelligence." After Guilliman asked, he turned and walked out of the room where Chirubel was being held.

As the Demon Prince, Cherubel's detention location is also very special.

He was imprisoned in a stone room engraved with a large number of forbidden runes, and there was a huge emperor's shrine at the door.

Several exiled priests wearing weapons and holding weapons took turns chanting scriptures and prayers.

Their expressions were solemn, different from those state-religion priests who stood in front of others.

Exiled priests generally have combat capabilities, and most even undergo some mechanized transformations to enhance their own strength so that they can gain stronger self-protection capabilities.

In order to better fight against the enemy of Chaos, they dedicated themselves to learning forbidden witchcraft knowledge and soul-blasphemous skills.

Those dark knowledge are extremely terrifying. If the mind is a little fragile, it will be corrupted, swallowed up, and eventually fall.

Learning these dark arts is undoubtedly cursing yourself.

But out of their devout faith in the Emperor, the Exiled Priests embarked on this path without hesitation.

Their fate is often very tragic.

Those who learn twisted, dark, and evil knowledge will inevitably be swallowed up by the subspace and suffer torture.

"grown ups."

The leading exiled priest bowed and saluted Guilliman.

His eyes have been replaced with electronic prosthetic eyes, and even the flesh and blood around the eye sockets have been replaced with metal.

Judging from the scars on the other party's face, it was obvious that he had to replace the mechanical parts after encountering an unimaginable life and death crisis.

Exiled priests usually follow the Inquisitor's activities to eliminate those cultists and creatures of chaos.

The level of risk is extremely high and the mortality rate is also high.

Cultists never care about their own lives or the lives of others.

That's what's scary about them.

"Thank you for your hard work," Guilliman said.

His words are sincere, and every exiled priest is worthy of admiration.

Some heroes choose to die for their beliefs, while greater heroes choose to live for their beliefs.

The Exiled Priest gave up his glory, chose to take up arms and walked into the darkness, becoming a nameless guardian, precisely for the humanity protected by the Emperor.

Guilliman walked out along the wide marble corridor.

The Exiled Priests continue to carry out their duties, using their devotion to the Emperor to suppress the daemons.

Magnus, Mortarion.

As Guilliman walked, he thought about the two daemon primarchs.

As a psyker who was only under the Emperor in the past and was stronger than Prime Minister Malcador, Magnus became even more terrifying after becoming a demon.

In the original plot line, this guy threw Guilliman into the maelstrom with just one spell.

If the Eldar Harlequins, the Cursed Legion, and the unspeakably loyal Lord Cypher hadn't come to the rescue, the majestic Imperial Regent would have died in the maelstrom.

Not to mention Mortarion.

The plague that he and another great demon, Nurgle's favorite Ku'gas created, almost killed Guilliman.

At the critical moment, the Emperor's divine intervention allowed Guilliman to make a comeback.

The Daemon Primarch is a ruthless character, and any slight will cause him to overturn.

I just don’t know when these two guys will take action!!

"Auxiliary Elf, when will the second trial mission begin?" Guilliman asked in his heart.

The real battlefield in the Warhammer Universe is in subspace. He must have the ability to fight against subspace. Only in this way can he truly fight against the devil.

But Guilliman didn't know much about subspace.

The reflection of biological emotions and the realm of the four gods allow warships to sail at super-light speeds and allow astropaths to transmit messages in the shortest time.

Subspace is also the source of many mysterious powers.

Whether it is called Qi, mana, or spiritual energy by humans, the source of power that transcends the laws of real physics is in the subspace.

Guilliman didn't know how these forces worked by replacing and twisting the laws of physics.

The Warp is a realm of psykers, wizards, and thaumaturgic technologies.

Even if Guilliman is fused with the soul of a time traveler, he can view the entire universe from a perspective that transcends the universe.

It is also difficult to grasp the many mysteries of subspace.

Now, the only thing he can rely on is the civilization database mentioned by the auxiliary elf.

He hopes that there will be some research on psychic powers, supernatural powers, etc. in the database. Only in this way can he adopt more strategies for the subspace, and even use the subspace to achieve his own goals.

Chaos evil gods and demons are only members of the subspace, and they cannot fully understand and control the subspace.

As long as Guilliman can control the secrets of the subspace, he can also use the subspace and take the initiative in the subspace.

[Host, please wait patiently. As long as the industrial level is enough to absorb new technology, you can proceed with the second trial mission. The current civilization where the host is located has an extremely high technological level, but does not have a matching industrial level. 】

【Host, ヾ(°°), keep up your efforts.】

Seeing the answer of the auxiliary elf, Guilliman could only suppress the random thoughts in his heart and continue to steadily advance his plan, taking one step at a time.

The technology of the Human Empire is basically left over from the Golden Age. You must know that at that time, humans almost ascended.

One can imagine how powerful the technology of that era was.

Humanity's technology is very strong, but unfortunately with the rise of the State Religion, the Mechanicus has become more conservative. Instead of progressing, human technology is constantly being lost and regressed.

The industrial level of each planet is also different. Some starships and spaceships are flying all over the sky, and some are still primitive societies. The gap is so huge that it is unimaginable.

Walking out of the corridor, Vincenthorn saluted Guilliman.

"Sir, how is the situation?"

"As bad as ever," Guilliman said in a relaxed tone.

Thank you for your support, brother. I talked with the editor today and will put it on the shelves next Monday.

Now keep up the two updates and deal with the things at hand.

When the time comes, I will update it with good intentions and no distractions.

I hope that my brothers will give me a lot of support when the time comes.
Chapter completed!