Rogal Dorn: Fighting Alone, Horus Breaks In

Rogal Dorn: Fighting Alone—So What If Horus Breaks In? I'll Avoid His Edge?!

"His Majesty the Savior!"

"False scourge of Chaos!"

"The... the sky has split open! That dark scar is coming toward our lines!"

The Fourth Steel Great Wall line, a massive Defense Platform.

The Imperial defenders gazed at the torn-open firmament in the distance, uncontrollable fear in their eyes.

The Chaplains on the positions had even dropped to their knees, clutching the prayer beads in their hands as they prayed without cease.

They had never faced such a terrifying sight before. The sky had been ripped completely apart, and darkness came pouring over them like a flood spilling down from the heavens.

The Chaos Gods had risked grave damage to their vitality, drawing upon the essential authorities of their own natures to create this special rift, inflicting tremendous trauma upon the reality of the Galaxy.

Even the Blackstone Warp barrier constructed by the Savior could hardly withstand it.

Whispers and roars from the Empyrean plunged people into irrepressible agitation and panic.

Some mortal defenders felt splitting headaches, unable to stop themselves from wanting to offer their worship to the colossal figures in the darkness.

"The Blackstone barrier in this area won't hold. Chaos corruption will only grow stronger and stronger.

At most, in three hours, large-scale corruption and erosion will break down the defenders' combat strength."

Tor Garadon, Captain of the Imperial Fists' Third Battle Company, looked at the darkened sky, his voice thick with worry.

He turned to the high-ranking Iron Warriors presence beside him. "When will our Blackstone barrier be restored?"

"Brother, our people are already working hard to repair the Blackstone engine, but there's no guarantee they can fix it."

Warsmith Frik took off his white construction safety helmet and explained to Garadon:

"The Chaos