He looked at Clovis who was looking down at him, "I'm sorry."

"I don't want this. I just want to continue to serve the Emperor and continue to serve the Primarch."

His tone was filled with regret.

Valen stretched out his hand to touch Clovis' armor, "I really didn't betray. Really, if I knew the consequences of the spell, I would never touch it. I'm sorry."

"You should not touch chaos. Their promises are always false. They are like a vicious trap that constantly lures people into it. They often promise good things at the beginning, but in the end they always end up with eternity.

It ends with torture.”

"Nothing can free us from suffering, and there is no so-called eternity. Once you make a deal with Chaos, everything you have will be stolen by those liars, your youth, vitality, your health, and your soul.

.The only blessing that chaos can give people is the habit of enduring pain."

Clovis looked at the remorseful Warren, "You have made a big mistake, even if your intentions are good. You should not forget the teachings. I don't like the State Church and the Inquisition, but some of their actions are very correct. Don't

Trying to use the power of chaos, even for the best wishes, otherwise you will definitely suffer backlash."

Warren died with regret.

He persisted for two and a half centuries, working diligently and keeping himself alert to corruption and depravity.

Restrain your desire for material pleasures and don't let yourself be disturbed by external things.

But in the end, he still fell under the temptation of chaos.

Chaos not only tempts others from the material point of view, but also tempts from the spiritual and spiritual level.

Taking advantage of people's desire for beauty and loyalty to the emperor, they lure people onto a terrible path.

"Let's go." Clovis had no time to grieve for this soul that had gone astray.

The demons are still raging, and their mission is not over yet.

Demons and traitors are raging throughout the fortress, and waves of madness are crashing into the loyalist defenses.

Weird whispers resounded throughout the fortress, and twisted shapes could be seen everywhere.

The terrified cries of mortal servants mingle with the war cries of the Primaris Space Marines.

A disgusting, rancid smell filled the air.

A large number of mortal soldiers died in battle.

Their limbs were twisted and deformed by the supernatural evil fire from the other side, and their torsos turned into translucent glass in the flash.

The twisted monster jumped out of the darkness, and a large number of broken limbs and arms were scattered on the ground, just like a Shura field on earth.

The Primaris Space Marines fought tooth and nail to maintain their defenses, trying to drive away the twisted and abominable monsters.

They formed formations one by one, trying hard to ensure that they would not be scattered by demons and traitors.

With the fluctuation of psychic energy, the warriors of the Cursed Legion also appeared in the fortress.

They remained silent, using bolt bombs wrapped in cursed fire to help the Imperial loyalists eliminate the demons.

The Primaris Space Marines were able to take a breather. They relied on the powerful recovery power provided by the Heart of Guilliman to quickly regain their combat effectiveness.

Cooperate with the warriors of the Cursed Legion to fight against these subspace demons.

The huge-caliber bolters roared continuously, harvesting the twisted flesh and blood, and gradually advanced to retake the lost defense line.

Clovis also went to various battlefields.

The black sword that trapped the demon chattered endlessly.

Still tempting Clovis to use its power.

It's a pity that Clovis ignored the black sword from beginning to end, but continued to concentrate on hunting demons.

Soon with the help of the Legion of the Damned warriors.

Clovis and Amalric, as well as other important figures of the Chapter, were reunited.

"There is an endless supply of demons, and we must solve the root cause." Clovis said, he could already see that all the threads of fate were moving in the same direction.

That's where Magnus is.

Expelling him will solve everything.

"Where is the saint?" Amarych did not respond directly to Clovis, but asked about the situation of the saint Celestine.

Such a thing happened in the fortress, but she was not seen, which was very strange.

As soon as these words came out, everyone who gathered looked at each other and said that they had not seen the saint.

Thinking back carefully, it seemed that they had not even seen the Battle Sisters.

"Logically speaking, there is no possibility of the saints and battle nuns rebelling??" A company commander of the battle group whispered, "Why don't we see them coming out?"

If all the saints rebelled, the blow to the emperor's faith would be absolutely fatal.

However, since the saint appeared in the history of the empire, there has never been a record of rebellion.

"Could he have left? Perhaps he was transferred away by the enemy's trick." Another Primaris Space Marine said.

Everyone communicated for a while, but there was no result.

No one knows where Celestine went??

"Forget it, forget about it. The most important thing now is to deal with Magnus." Clovis said.

Amarici nodded, agreeing, and did not ask about Celestine again.

After everyone determined their target, they headed towards Magnus's position in unison.

Magnus has arrived at the fortress.

Trying to prepare a huge spell to completely wipe out the Pharos Lighthouse.

Under the orders of the Grand Marshal of the Black Templars and the Grand Master of the Gray Knights, many Primaris Space Marines gathered towards this team.

Warriors wearing Terminators walked in front with the huge Dreadnought.

Use the thick armor to withstand the pressure of a large number of demon attacks for the companions behind.

From behind, many Primaris warriors and Legion of the Damned warriors attacked together, using various heavy firepower to destroy the swarming demons and open the way forward.

The demons also realized what they wanted to do and launched an even more crazy attack.

Even with the unparalleled determination and unquenchable faith of the loyalists, the situation is not optimistic.

The team formed by the Scarlet Letter Warriors and Twisted Demons who came out of the portal attacked fiercely, trying to stop the advancement of the loyalists at all costs.

From time to time, warriors would be knocked down and dragged into the darkness by those ferocious monsters.

Clovis kept roaring and slashed at the Scarlet Letter Warriors, Tzeentch Demons, and twisted subspace monsters with the weapon in his hand.

Grand Marshal Amarych remained indifferent. He had completely surrendered his soul to the Emperor, killing cruelly like a cold killing machine.

The think tanks waved their scepters to release their psychic powers to fight against the rebellious wizards.

They fought their way through crazed demons and traitors.

They left behind a mass of broken wreckage and steaming rotting ichor.

They were getting closer and closer to Magnus.

The surviving think tanks felt unprecedented psychic pressure.

As he gets closer to the demonic primarch step by step.

The mental pressure they are under is also increasing.

Many think tanks even made cries of pain.

Later, even those Primaris Space Marines without psychic powers began to feel the pressure.

The evil energy emanating from Magnus stung their heads like tiny needles.

The power of the demonic primarch is too terrifying for ordinary people to imagine.

Approaching Magnus, the loyalists discovered the horrific scenes surrounding Magnus.

Those scenes are very illusory, all projected from another world.

Obviously, in order to enter the planet Pharos, the demon primarch performed a huge sacrificial ceremony.

There is an altar etched with chaos runes, and a group of wizards are chanting prayers and making various gestures around him.

A large number of innocent civilians were snatched from the iron cages by Magnus' followers, their throats slit and their bodies bled, and then their bodies were piled on the altar.

The dead were countless, and only the blood could be seen coming together to form a huge blood flow.

The corpses were piled up like a hill.

Next to those followers, there were piles of knives dulled by too many killings.

"Poor fools, you are still fighting for the Corpse Emperor, how ironic your loyalty is." Magnus looked at the warriors who were still fighting in the wave of demons and trying to get closer to him with one eye, and made mocking words.

Many loyalists looked at Magnus's position, and every warrior's eyes were filled with anger.

"You will pay the price, Red Devil." Clovis roared loudly, and he looked at Magnus with eyes full of hatred.
To be continued...