[This group of Eldar clowns who barely speak human words have successfully joined the Imperial coalition that you and Fulgrim worked hard to build.]
[Fulgrim doesn’t have much objection to this, except that the black uncles from the Salamanders Chapter occasionally look at the Eldar Harlequins up and down with malicious eyes.]
[And your next action plan is to launch continuous attacks and charges in order to avoid being heavily surrounded by the surging Necrons. 】
[Soon after, even you and Fulgrim, as the original body, exerted 200% of their combat effectiveness and command capabilities. 】
[However, nearly half of the mortal auxiliary troops were killed, and the largest number of Astartes Ultramarines also suffered more than one-third casualties. 】
[Even the original Death Watch combat team only had the anonymous Emperor's Son left, and everyone in the rest of the team died on the offensive path.]
[At this moment, you are desperately waving the Empathy Oblivion Scepter and your eyes are completely red. The buzzing metal ten rings have not stopped impacting the heavy units of the Necron. 】
[Several Astartes from the Salamanders Chapter danced their heavy power hammers and power swords back and forth, taking on more fire defense and assault tasks for the mortal auxiliary forces behind them. 】
[At the same time, Fulgrim, whose purple-gold power armor shell was already in ruins, danced the Blood Scythe in his palm into rounds of green light phantoms. 】
[With his bloody hair floating freely, he tried his best to rush through the tide of metal undead to find a way to survive that belongs to everyone.]
[The only remaining Emperor's Son follows the Gene Father almost all the time, leading more Ultramarines to launch an extremely difficult charge towards the Necron in front.]
[At this moment, a Contemptor Dreadnought, which had withstood dozens of violent bombardments from Gauss Cannons in the front, continued to fall backwards with its huge body, and a large amount of ceramic armor and adamantine decks silently escaped into pieces.
Green atoms rising one by one.】
[But the fearless elder of the Astartes who was still alive drove the war iron coffin that was on the verge of evaporation and shattering for the last time, and the opponent rushed into the deepest part of the Necron encirclement like a terrifying steel train.
!]
【"Courage and Glory——"】
[Accompanied by a vague and low terrifying war cry.]
[The Contemptor Dauntless, who was heavily surrounded by countless Necron heavy units, did not hesitate to overload the power source inside the huge mecha, a thermal reactor core! ]
[Rumble--]
[In an instant, the extremely dazzling explosion flames and violent shock waves forced you to close your eyes. 】
[And using the Empathy Oblivion Scepter thrust into the ground to barely stop the vibranium power armor from rolling backwards. 】
[When you quickly open your eyes, you immediately find that the Necrons within a dozen kilometers in front of you are on their backs, temporarily losing their fatal threat.]
[You activated the vibranium power armor in an instant, and then without looking back, you shouted loudly at the imperial coalition forces behind you who also suffered a huge impact.]
["The hub of the world is close at hand, and so is our victory! The Leman Russ tanks and the Contemptor Dreadnoughts that are still mobile move forward immediately! All Astartes charge with me! Clear the way for the mortal auxiliary army!"
】
【You just finished speaking.】
[A large number of recently recovered Ultramarines and the remaining Salamander Astartes quickly gathered behind you.]
[And after Fulgrim, who raised the Blood Scythe with all his strength, gathered the remaining mortals of the Firstborn Group with all his strength, he also led the only genetic descendant to your side quickly. 】
[Your gaze first glanced at the slightly embarrassed original body brothers.]
[Then you turned around and scanned the Astartes without any complaints. The power armor was almost covered with scars. Finally, you looked past the greatly reduced mortal auxiliary army and landed on the Eldar Harlequins, who only had six or seven people left.
On them.]
[At this moment, the Eldar buffoon who is the leader is not speaking to you. ]
[The other party just shook his head slightly, as if to encourage all your next actions.]
["For the Emperor——"]
[You slowly took a deep breath, and the thousands of words that gradually rose up in your heart finally converged into a simple and clear battle cry that resounded throughout the surrounding space.]
【"For the Emperor!!!"】
[The next moment, you and Fulgrim, with ferocious expressions, took the lead and once again waved the melee weapons in their palms. 】
[Accompanied by countless roars, you launched another attack on the gradually reviving Necron!]
[As time continues to pass, the entire mortal force of the First Son Regiment has been almost completely wiped out. After several Leman Russ tanks were completely scrapped, only a few hundred people can still follow your progress.]
[Even the number of Astartes among the Ultramarines is only about half. The last Contemptor, the Dreadnaught Elder, chose the rear mission and is probably in danger. There is only one Astartes among the Salamanders.
Survived.]
[The only Son of the Emperor lost an arm to cover Fulgrim, and the seriously injured opponent could barely follow the Genefather's battle charge.]
[As for the Eldar Harlequins, in order to help everyone deal with the Necron air units suddenly sent by Trazin, only the Harlequin leader is still barely alive.]
[And the entire coalition paid such a heavy price for the attack, allowing you to successfully enter the location of the world hub. 】
[The next moment, you, with a numb expression, looked at each other with Fulgrim, who looked slightly tired beside you. 】
[You immediately order the knowledgeable leader of the Salamanders and Eldar Harlequins to step forward and inspect this huge cubic building that is within the sight of everyone.]
[Soon after, the Eldar Harlequins and Salamander Astartes, whose agile steps were obviously frivolous and scattered, rushed out of the building one after another, and returned to you and Fulgrim. 】
["Wrong! We are really wrong! This shouldn't be! I don't believe that the prophecy will actually..." The lost tone of the Harlequin leader made your two hearts beat violently. 】
[Immediately afterwards, a purple halo of light swayed back and forth behind you, and you immediately focused your cold gaze on Salamander Astartes. 】
["Two primarchs, I have never seen anything like this. This kind of knowledge has far exceeded the boundaries of my thinking. You'd better take a look for yourself." The dark face of Salamander Astartes
The expression on it is also very solemn.]
[You take a deep breath.]
[You then choose to quickly walk side by side towards the interior of the cubic building in front of you with Fulgrim beside you. 】
[Wait until the two of you have just stepped into the dimly lit interior.]
[You just raised your head and stared at the extremely huge black mechanical device, and subconsciously let out an almost murmuring sigh. ]