Lorgar: Exploiting Guilliman's Weakness

A holographic projection, suspended above the control panel in the Strategic Command, displayed the planet's surface as a massive, deep crater.

It is surrounded by jagged mountains, with a magnificent temple standing in the middle.

This temple was the largest structure detected by the Auspex.

Its prominent geographical location on the earth's surface demonstrates its importance.

A dozen or so important figures were projected onto the control panel, discussing the upcoming military operation.

"The psionic energy level here is off the charts," the Little Alpaca said. "I can smell the stench of those Chaos bastards."

"Solonis has completed the blood sacrifice, and this planet has been integrated with the Warp."

As the great Farseer of the world of Iyanden's Craftworld, Ashbell is entitled to attend such a meeting.

She also expressed her opinion.

"How about we just use orbital bombardment?" said A Bowl of Lobster Soup. "Anyway, we've already sealed off the Dimensional Space, so Erebus can't escape."

"It's not that simple," Ashbell said. "Even if Dimensional Space is sealed off, orbital bombardment cannot kill Erebus."

"The Word Bearers in the Horus Heresy and the numerous atrocities committed over the past ten thousand years has endowed him with immense power and blessings, making him impossible to kill by ordinary means."

Ashbell's words caused everyone's expressions to turn serious.

"Let's weaken them with an orbital bombardment first, and then proceed with the landing operation," the Little Alpaca said. "That's how we've always done it before."

"I agree." Damo nodded. "Erebus is cunning by nature, so it's best to be careful."

The others agreed with the Little Alpaca's idea.

Soon, the order for orbital bombardment was issued to every warship.

Dense barrages of missiles, Orbital Torpedo, and Lance rained down on the surface of the world of Solonis.

Boom!!

When the first fusion nuclear bomb fell, towering flames shot into the sky, engulfing everything in their path.

The magnificent building was instantly engulfed in flames.

Mountains and rivers were shattered, rivers collapsed, and the earth was scorched, radiating a burning heat.

Immediately afterwards, torpedoes and Lance fell one after another, causing a series of terrifying explosions.

After the first round of orbital bombardment, the ground was reduced to ruins.

However, not long afterward, the building, which should have been reduced to ruins, mysteriously returned to its original state.

An even more eerie atmosphere enveloped the buildings on the ground, resembling a sinister ghost realm, exuding a chilling terror.

"Is this some kind of resurgence of terror? Even if it's bombed into ruins, it will be restored to its original state."

Looking at the changes on the ground, the A Bowl of Lobster Soup suddenly felt overwhelmed.

"Hahaha, Warhammer Online's operations never disappoint; they really know how to 'seamlessly weave' things together." Damo laughed.

"Forget it, let's just airdrop. Erebus should have already made preparations for both scenarios." The Little Alpaca picked up his weapon. "If he wants to launch a terrorist resurgence, then let's show them who the real calamity in this universe is."

Transport ships and escort fighters took off from the warships and headed straight for the planet's surface.

The eerie towers covered in flesh and blood on the ground shot bright beams of light into the sky.

Once hit, it will instantly turn into dust.

Players at high altitudes choose to jump directly from the transport ship, which minimizes casualties.

The target of a transport ship is always much larger than the target of a single person.

The Little Alpaca was the first to activate the propulsion engine of the aircraft on its back, and the immense thrust sent her plummeting to the ground like a meteor.

The other players did the same, rushing towards the ground like fire from the heavens.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

When the player lands, the enormous impact creates a deep crater in the ground, accompanied by a series of deafening sounds.

Bang! Bang!

The moment they landed, the players pulled the triggers at those strangely-looking creatures.

In a mere instant, the Damo killed several Cultists with multiple eyes and limbs.

The guards here have all mutated due to the corruption of Chaos power; they look terrifying and ferocious.

After eliminating the enemies at the landing point, Damo led a squad of players towards the central temple.

The enemy has constructed many bizarre structures here, covered in Chaos runes and overgrown with writhing flesh and eyes.

Eerie ghosts lingered in the darkness, and creatures from the Warp emitted low, guttural sounds from beyond sight.

Corpses of the tortured and murdered were everywhere.

These corpses were nailed to inverted crosses, bound with sharp spikes, hung by hooks, or dismembered.

Each one died in an extremely gruesome manner.

Every battered and bruised face bore the deepest despair and fear.

"It feels like I've stumbled into a ghostly realm from a horror novel," the Little Alpaca said over the radio.

She is charging into the temple from another direction.

"Haha, should we be scared now?" A Bowl of Lobster Soup joked. "How about we scream a few times?"

The Damo warrior scoffed, "What a joke! Look at the Double-Headed Eagle on our shoulder armor, are we supposed to avoid their attacks?"

"Even if a ghost comes knocking at the door today, I'll beat it until it shits, and then smash it back into the shit."

"Haha, indeed, as Primaris Marines, being afraid of those ghosts is a bit of an exaggeration," said A Bowl of Lobster Soup.

The player base includes many powerful Psyker.

Even ghosts can be pushed aside to some extent.

The road to the temple was teeming with enemies.

Cultists, Chaos Space Marines, Warp Fiends, and all sorts of bizarre and terrifying beings.

These monsters could easily be thrown into any horror movie or horror film and become the boss.

On this brutal battlefield, they were merely cannon fodder.

The sacred prayers inscribed on the armor have shone brightly since the moment they stepped onto the battlefield, and have never been extinguished.

The prayer strips pasted on their bodies burned continuously, emitting a bright light.

A fierce battle broke out between the two sides.

However, in the end, the players were simply more skilled, routing the Chaos traitors.

Even those Warp Daemons and bizarre creatures are the same.

Faced with the high-dimensional beings Aegis by the power of the Emperor, they were utterly powerless and were slaughtered, returning to the Warp in despair.

After fighting their way through the last line of defense, the players reached the deepest part of the temple.

An exaggerated dark power surged here, as if the Warp had completely merged with the temple.

Calligos, the ruler of the worlds of Erebus and Solonis, had been waiting for a long time.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time." Erebus looked coldly at the players who rushed in, his eyes becoming extremely vicious.

"This time, I won't let you escape again."

Damo took out the Dimensional Cube from his pocket and threw it into the sky, sealing off the entire temple space.

Even if Erebus were to use the Ritual Dagger to cleave through space and time again, as before, he still wouldn't be able to leave.

If we force ourselves to do that, we might be transported to some terrifying place by the spacetime turbulence.

For example, within the body of an Extragalactic Old Gods.

"Run away??" Erebus sneered. "It's you who should run away, not me."

Erebus looked at the hideous, evil wizard— Calligos.

The other party chanted an incantation, and a violent burst of Warp energy instantly erupted.

An energy sphere, containing the resentment and despair of hundreds of millions of living beings, slowly rose from the ground, radiating an evil glow.

An immense Chaos power surged into the Damo and into the bodies of the players, including the Little Alpaca.

If it were an ordinary person, they would probably be transformed into Chaos Spawn within seconds.

However, the most unexpected thing happened to Erebus.

The Chaos power, containing the despair and pain of hundreds of millions of lives, was transformed into another power after entering the body of the God Chosen — Revenge.

The players heard the screams of the dead, filled with despair and agony.

However, beneath the despair and pain, there was another, even stronger emotion: Revenge.

They sought Revenge against the root cause of their suffering.

An indescribable power instantly filled the player's body.

The dead man's roars for Revenge continued to echo in their ears.

"Wow, that's amazing!" The Little Alpaca exclaimed with delight.

"What kind of tactic is this? Giving us a buff right from the start?"

The Damo was also stunned, unable to understand Erebus's thought process. Did he think they were too weak?

Looking at the God Chosen before him, Erebus's remaining confidence had completely vanished.

He simply couldn't understand why things had turned out this way!

Things shouldn't have turned out this way!!

Shouldn't these guys be invaded by the power of Chaos and then twisted into monsters?

How did I receive gifts from the dead and suddenly become stronger?

"Take down Erebus." A Bowl of Lobster Soup was the first to rush towards Erebus.

A group of Possessed Marines and Chaos Warrior rushed out of the darkness.

Some demons also screamed and charged towards the players.

Calligos raised his Scepter and unleashed a powerful psionic spell.

However, fueled by the Revenge obsession of hundreds of millions of the dead, the players' combat power soared, making it as easy as cutting through butter to kill these Chaos enemies.

Calligos was terrified when several of his psionic spells failed to kill him, and he cursed Erebus as an idiot.

Before the war, they confidently assured everyone that the ceremony would be flawless.

The result was that they inadvertently aided the enemy, making these high-dimensional Outsider even stronger, rendering psionic spells ineffective.

Calligos opened Portal, determined to escape at all costs.

However, the next second, a Wraithbone sword pierced through his chest.

The warriors of the Iyanden Craftworld seized the opportunity to ambush the Chaos traitor, killing him instantly.

Calligos was killed.

Erebus couldn't hold out for long either, as he was surrounded and attacked by a group of players, getting punched and kicked until his face was bruised and swollen.

Finally, amidst desperate cries, they were trapped inside the Dimensional Cube.

Meanwhile, in a Daemon World called Sicarus within the Eye of Terror,

This is the sacred ground of the Word Bearers, where countless strange temples stand.

The holy site was inhabited by countless slaves who toiled day and night, sculpting idols and building temples.

Some devout Chaos believers knelt on the ground, chanting Chaos scriptures day and night, offering their devotion to the gods.

If Guilliman were here, he would surely recognize this ancient temple as a replica of the Perfect City.

The only difference is that the sculptures that once worshipped Emperor and human heroes have been replaced by twisted, Chaos Gods.

Within this city of faith, the most magnificent temple is called the Purgatory Temple, where the Primarch of the Word Bearers — Lorgar— has always resided.

He did not serve any god, but rather Chaos itself.

Through millennia of contemplation, he has come to understand the secrets of the gods.

At this moment, he was infinitely close to being a god.

As Erebus let out a scream of defeat in Solonis, Luo Jia, who was sitting Lorgar in the deepest part of the Purgatory Temple, opened his eyes.

He heard his offspring's final, desperate screams.

Although he no longer felt fatherly affection for Erebus, the gods still needed him.

Lorgar must go and save him; she absolutely cannot let him be sent back to Terra.

The Primarch emerged from the Temple of Purgatory, his entire body enveloped in radiance.

As he crossed the threshold of the temple and stepped onto the outer platform, the Chaos Gods cast their gaze upon him.

But Lorgar was no longer as devout as before, and instead treated them with an attitude of equality.

To be honest, he was starting to understand his father a little better.

Once one reaches a certain level and gains a deep understanding of Chaos, one will be able to realize the essence of the gods.

If he could truly destroy the Imperium of Man and plunge the Milky Way into eternal purgatory, he would have a chance to become a god.

The universe is vast; he can no longer limit his vision to a small Milky Way.

The moment he truly gains freedom will be when he destroys the Imperium of Man and completes another Sublimation.

"I will help you," Lorgar said calmly. "The End Times War will surely end in the victory of Chaos."

Upon hearing Lorgar's words, the gods bestowed their blessings and then withdrew their gaze.

Lorgar felt a surge of power within her, a feeling that she could destroy and control everything.

This power is so strong that it allows him to easily destroy stars and reshape the laws of nature.

The blessings of the gods granted him power and authority that only the gods could wield.

If he were to encounter the Lord of the Raven — Corvus Corax— again, he would absolutely not lose.

He remembered one of his brothers, his father's firstborn son, and his father's most trusted son— Horus.

After the Battle of Molech, Horus defeated the local guardian army and entered the ancient portal, gaining the power of the gods.

But they are different.

Horus was merely a pawn of the gods from beginning to end; only by surrendering completely could he be qualified to fight the Emperor.

But he was different.

He had already discerned the true nature of the gods, and if they were unwilling to choose him, he could choose other gods.

This universe is not just about the Milky Way.

"Let's deal with that idiot Guilliman first."

A chilling smile appeared on Lorgar's face, which was covered in scriptures.

"My brother is the luckiest among us. He fell into Macragge and had his own father and mother."

He recited the ancient Words of Power.

Several terrifying-looking demons appeared before Lorgar.

They knelt respectfully before the Primarch, awaiting his orders.

"Go find the souls of Guilliman's foster parents and bring them to me."

The demons obeyed and left.

"This time, let's settle all our scores once and for all, Roboute Guilliman."

Lorgar strides forward.

Despite the blessing of the Chaos Gods, he alone was not enough to deal with the combined forces of Lion El'Jonson, Guilliman, and the Outsider.

He also had to unite with his other brothers.

P. S.: Another chapter. Thanks for your support, brothers.

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