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There were countless sounds of shattering crystals in the void, and what happened at the same time was the disappearance of endless murmurs and screams.
On the distant land of Farr, in the sacrificial circle located deep in the hive city, the blood that reversed gravity and poured into the sky was interrupted by this light.
And after all kinds of supernatural visions faded away, a roar with endless anger clearly sounded in the void!
"It's not even a bug! You can't stop me!"
The clouds that shrouded the hive city were dispersed, and the blood flying against the sky fell freely in the sky.
At a certain moment, the power of the real universe seems to have a slight lead.
But after the roar from the Blood God, the blood falling like raindrops also reflected a huge face under the illumination of the stars!
Um?
Calvin's perception of spiritual energy is so keen, and his own energy is originally focused on this.
The moment he "saw" the psychic wave in the subspace that was forced back by the power of the Blood God Khorne and rolled back.
He immediately summoned the will of the legion and used his own power to firmly block the front of the psychic choir!
"The Emperor's Will!" A cold prayer came from the mouth of the original body.
In response to his call, a silver power emerged from the crown deep in his soul, from scratch, from dim to blazing, and finally flowed out like a burning galaxy!
The unimaginable coldness penetrated into his bone marrow while the flames covered his whole body.
And the flame, which was extremely blazing for all chaotic things, was responded to in the next moment by all the Gray Knights.
Pushing back against the monstrous tide in subspace again!
"The hole destroys the monsters!"
On the ground of the Argent Dawn and Farr, the Gray Knights from all over the depths all responded to the call of the original body and looked towards the end of the void.
In the huge Gothic church, the waiting Gray Knights gathered here from all over the battleship.
Under the icon of the Emperor, the eternal candle burns.
And these giants wearing holy armor knelt down on one knee under the leadership of the chief officer, sharing the pain of the original body in the form of prayer.
And in the distant Farr, in the darkness of heavy rain.
The Gray Knights, who were looking at the endless tide of corpses, activated the will of the Legion to its strongest mode at Sir Sutherland's urging.
With silver thunder overflowing from his eyes and hands, and then covering his whole body, he resolutely jumped towards the tide of corpses!
Cold! Endless cold!
Anger! Cold anger with a fundamental denial of chaos!
The coldness that descended from the source of the Legion's will in the void fell on the soul of every Gray Knight drop by drop.
But it is precisely this coldness that makes the edges of the spiritual energy unleashed on the swords in their hands flicker with a bluish silver light.
Corruption? Or distortion? It doesn't matter at this moment.
Because no matter where they come from, what status and power they have in the eyes of mortals.
But when the black and silver star rotates at full strength, they can only be destroyed by the countless fulcrums it extends to reality - those gray knights!
The indifferent stars are endlessly rotating, while the endless power of order is constantly falling.
The walking corpses stained with the power of corruption are falling, and the power contained in them is annihilated, and then absorbed by the star at that moment.
If anyone sees this scene completely, they will definitely understand that its essence is more terrifying than the evil god's devouring.
But from the perspective of the human race, this devouring is the most just thing.
What is even more "coincident" is that this behavior in reality coincides with the emperor's will in mystical terms.
The Gray Knights' strangling of the demons corresponds to the concept of the Emperor as the Lord of Mankind and the Sword of Mankind, properly fulfilling His moral obligations.
As a result, greater resonance emerged.
On the Argent Dawn, the psionic chanters once again joined behind the Primarch;
At this time, all the warriors and crew members who considered themselves to be members of the human race were baptized by the increasingly louder hymn.
Huge willpower is gathering, and the power of the original body is increasing.
After this power finally reached a certain limit, some of his legacy was finally awakened on this battleship left by Malcador himself...
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A huge subspace rift tore reality apart from nothing, and a huge fleet belonging to Chaos finally reached its goal.
That is the fleet belonging to the Black Legion. It is a huge fleet led by the Spirit of Vengeance, the former Warmaster Horus's vehicle and also a Glory Queen-class battleship!
Dozens of battleships with twisted and mutated forms jumped out of the void surrounding their masters and leaders;
Hundreds of heavy cruisers were spraying dark green flames of blasphemy, and appeared behind the fleet a few seconds later.
More light cruisers and frigates continued to appear like dense schools of fish.
And before the entire fleet has jumped out, the number of this fleet already exceeds a hundred ships at a glance!
"Who is that?"
The Warmaster of Chaos, the leader of the Black Legion, and the King of Champions chosen by the four gods, the moment Abaddon returned to the real universe, he saw the Silver Dawn straddling the sky above Fal.
His low and demonic voice echoed on the bridge of the Vengeful Spirit.
Under the inspiration of the gods, he also released the power that had been pressing in his mind through the hand of the magic sword Draconion!
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A black rift appeared in front of the Chaos Fleet, and then flew forward while expanding at extremely rapid speed.
The meteorites and spaceships along the way were swallowed up at the moment when the black cracks passed through, and when facing the sharp edge that could tear the planet apart, a huge holy elephant was awakening above the bridge of the Silver Dawn!
Boom...boom...boom...boom...
The heavy metal is squeezing and rotating, using its massive body weighing tens of thousands of tons to slowly show people the miracle that belongs to the emperor.
It was the statue of the Emperor sitting above the battleship, and for thousands of years before it was activated, this statue maintained a quiet, meditative posture with a sword in hand.
But it's different now. When the power of the original body gathers at a certain moment, when it senses the enemy of chaos that the Silver Dawn faces;
Wisps of silver light began to gather in the hands of this huge statue of the emperor holding a sword!
And as this ray of silver light rapidly expanded in the hands of the emperor's statue, its huge and heavy body slowly stretched, and then it raised its head and looked directly at the traitor in front of it!
"sinner!"
Calvin looked in the direction of the Chaos Fleet, roared and slashed with his sword.
That extremely illustrious figure in his spiritual vision, blessed by the four gods and blessed by the power of chaos, made him instinctively feel disgusted from his soul!
In response to his actions in the Silver Dawn, the statue of the emperor located at the top of the battleship, which gathered the will of the entire human race on the battleship, also suddenly opened his eyes and used the hundred-meter-long giant sword in his hand.
Cut it off with all your strength!
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The low roar spread from far to near, with a momentum that violated the laws of physics, transmitting the anger of the original body to the interior of the Vengeful Soul.
Before Abaddon could react, the oncoming silver sword light, after defeating the power he released, passed by him, and then slashed through the subspace portal behind the fleet!