The Age of the Primarchs Had Ended
"It's here, it's here, the classic scene is here."
"Quick, take photos and record videos. This historic moment must be posted on the official website forum."
"Among all of Khorne, this man can be considered the bravest."
"Who is this person, and how could he have such audacity?"
"Send it to the Old Thirteen before you upload it."
"Wow, you're being far too vicious! Old Thirteen, you mustn't break through our defenses!"
Khorne: Warrior, I accept your blessing!
Warriors: No, you don't deserve it.
"You bunch of bastards, you've turned against the Heavenly Order, haven't you! You're not worthy of Khorne receiving the blessing!!"
"..."
Players who have fought to this point,
They were all exhausted, covered in wounds, and their faces were stained with blood.
But this did not affect their enjoyment at all.
Such a classic scene would be a real shame not to be recorded.
In the players' camera lenses,
The Khorne berserker clad in Khorne Berserker leaped into the air and headed straight for the Primarch.
It felt like a lone warrior facing off against World-Ending God.
Guilliman moved slightly.
The flaming sword left a trail of afterimages in mid-air.
The lone berserker was cut in two at the waist.
The two parts were thrown to the ground a distance away by the force of the impact.
Of those present, only Qin Yun and the Ynnead God's follower clearly saw this thunderous attack.
Both the Chosen Champion of Ynnead, Thousand Faces, Yvraine, the Shadow Girl who had interned in Commorragh, showed expressions of shock.
They had all explored the Path of the Warrior in great depth.
He has thoroughly studied the art of killing.
However, they discovered a sad truth.
That is all the killing techniques.
It is meaningless in the face of absolute power and speed.
The Primarch is too fast.
Even they could only barely catch a glimpse of each other's afterimages.
No wonder the Master of Mankind was able to launch the Great Crusade with the help of the Primarch.
In just over two hundred years, a vast Imperium was established.
Without the Horus Heresy, the Imperium of Man would have had a very simple task in ruling the entire Milky Way.
Because the Primarch is a demigod who walks in the mortal world.
The sound of the corpse hitting the ground broke the spell of silence.
"Kill him."
A wizard clad in bone-spiked armor, with a ferocious expression, waved his Scepter and issued commands.
The Chaos Space Marines charged fearlessly toward the Primarch.
They used plasma, Melta, and other weapons to fire.
They were willing to pay any price to kill Guilliman.
Several wizards chanted ancient, evil spells, drawing energy from the Warp.
They plan to summon the Chaos Demon to eliminate the Primarch.
Before launching an attack on the Primarch Sanctuary,
The Chaos faction sacrificed all of the more than 100,000 Imperium slaves they had captured.
This is why the Masque and her maids were able to enter the Realspace.
With the wizards' incantations, the effects of the blood sacrifice were maximized.
The sky was torn open, releasing a paradoxical brilliance.
Impure energy surged out through the gap.
The entire hall began to tremble and shake.
The pillar cracked from the bottom to the top.
The dome shattered, and large chunks of debris fell.
Shadows moved through the temple.
Darkness rolled and spread along the walls, devouring all forms and dissolving all light.
The spreading shadows roared, their voices like the whistling of wind between the teeth of a skull.
The hideous demon took shape at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Qin Yun brandished his spear, thrusting it fiercely at the Masque, forcing him back before taking flight.
"Aegis your faithful followers, Master of Mankind."
As Qin Yun whispered, golden light suddenly burst forth.
A golden sun slowly rose.
The formed demons screamed in agony.
The golden sun did not last long.
It turned into a rain of light, which poured down on the entire Hera Fortress.
The Veil between reality and the Warp was Rend.
It wasn't just the demons that received the enhancement.
Qin Yun also received the Emperor's blessing.
Under normal circumstances, performing such a large-scale prayer and blessing ceremony would be...
The amount of power required is astronomical.
After the Warp Rift opens,
It can be done with just a small price to pay.
As golden light shone down, the previously exhausted Loyalists of the Imperium suddenly felt an immense surge of power coursing through their bodies.
Fatigue disappeared, replaced by abundant energy.
Fear dissipates, passion surges, and boundless courage is born from within.
Even their weapons were blessed.
Damage to demons will be doubled, and critical hits can be easily achieved.
"As expected of the strongest healer, the Guide YYDS."
Brother Zhong shouted excitedly.
"With this much milk supply, once I learn the resurrection spell, invading the Warp won't be a dream."
The Old Bird nodded in agreement.
"I suddenly remembered Anduin Wrynn. The Queen made a series of impressive moves, but her score was 0 to 5. She finally managed to take down a bunch of Alliance dogs, but then the enemy used a Holy Light ultimate and they all resurrected."
Ten-Timer casually unleashed a bolt of lightning, sending the charging Chaos Space Marines flying.
"We need to work hard. The harder the players work, the faster the Guide's strength will improve."
"Before, I could only fight Mutants, but now I can fight Khorne Daemon Prince on equal terms and even unleash such large-scale AOE skills."
"The cultivation of Living Saint depends on us!" the Twisted Man shouted. "Charge! To feed the Guide!"
"That's called support," Warmaster corrected. "Be careful of the Guides striking you."
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Sometimes, having excellent hearing isn't a good thing.
Sometimes it's best to be oblivious to certain things, otherwise it'll just be too unpleasant.
These guys dare to make fun of themselves like this; they're practically rebelling.
Qin Yun silently complained in his heart.
I'm planning to send these guys to the frontier when I get back, to let them suffer.
Let them dig up STC for Xi Ling and find technological treasures.
Of course, things can't be made so obvious; a task needs to be assigned.
In that case, these little leeks wouldn't have any objections.
On the contrary, they would be grateful to the Guide for giving them such a task.
Guilliman looked at Qin Yun with some surprise.
What exactly happened during the years I was asleep?
Why does this person look so much like my brother?
And why was it possible to perform such a miracle?
Guilliman was filled with confusion.
If we weren't on the battlefield right now...
He really wanted to stop the other person and get to the bottom of things.
Guilliman decided to address all the questions later.
What he needs to do now is focus on the battle.
Guilliman looked at his enemy, his eyes burning with rage, and charged towards him Emperor's Sword in hand.
Chaos Space Marines opened fire, unleashing a tidal wave of explosives.
The powerful bomb exploded on the surface of the Primarch's armor.
Yet none could penetrate this impenetrable armor.
With a pure and intense roar, the Primarch charged into the enemy ranks.
The Emperor's Sword swung, cleaving a berserker's battle axe in two.
Half of the other person's body was cut open, and bright red blood splattered out.
A fist equipped with the Command Gauntlets landed on a Chaos Terminator.
The corpse of the Chaos Cultist flew out like a cannonball.
It smashed several marble columns.
It was badly damaged when it landed.
Guilliman's every strike was as fast as Operation Lightning.
The traitor, who received gifts from the Emperor and blessings from the Dark Gods, possessed superhuman senses.
It can't even capture the Primarch entity.
Like taking a leisurely stroll, or like a tiger entering a flock of sheep.
Wherever they went, traitors were instantly reduced to chunks of flesh encased in armor.
The process was shockingly brief.
"Is this the power of the Primarch?"
The Warmaster looked shocked.
It would take him a lot of effort to kill even one person!
As a result, Guilliman went on a rampage like a machine gun, swiftly cutting through the enemy ranks.
Unrivaled
Even getting close is impossible.
Even the Chaos traitors who were fortunate enough to launch a counterattack before their deaths,
All they gained were bullets or broken blades that flew off the Primarch's Armor of Fate of Primarch.
"Guilliman isn't even the fiercest fighter. If it were the Lion instead, what would that be like?"
The Bald Monk sighed softly, then shouted, "Fire in the hole!"
He then threw a Melta Grenade at the enemy.
"The Lion will definitely be resurrected, but he's old. I don't think he'll be as strong as Guilliman."
Ten-Timer clenched his hand.
In the distance, the helmet of a Chaos Space Marines dented.
The head inside also turned into rotten flesh.
The Warmaster did not agree with Ten-Timer's words.
"If Lion El'Jonson can fight against the demon-ascended Angron and even banish him, how could he possibly lose to Guilliman?"
"..."
Witnessing the Primarch's Invincibility prowess, and with Qin Yun's support,
The Loyalists soldiers, roused to a new level, charged fiercely at the enemy before them.
Calgar charged forward alongside his Primarch, roaring at the enemy.
His Power Fist is enormous, with Bolter attached underneath, earning him the nickname "Titan-Slayer Fist" from players.
It's incredibly powerful; it can smash Terminator's head open.
The under-mounted Bolter can create a barrage of bullets, blasting enemies to pieces.
He apologized to everyone for his earlier recklessness.
If it weren't for the insistence of the Chief Librarian Tigurius, the Primarch would never have been able to return.
"It almost turned out to be a huge mistake."
Calgar felt a pang of guilt, which quickly turned into anger.
The rain poured down even more fiercely on those traitors.
Celestine hummed a hymn as she slaughtered enemies while keeping an eye on the Primarch's movements.
As a believer, her long-cherished wish was once again fulfilled.
The son of a God-Emperor, a demigod on the battlefield, will wield power.
Lead the Imperium to defeat the darkness that gnaws at humanity day and night.
The Sisters of Battle followed closely behind her.
"Thanks you."
Celestine prayed to the God-Emperor.
"Thank you for bringing him back to us, my Emperor. What have we done to deserve such kindness from you?"
The fire of faith burned within Celestine, her eyes radiating golden light.
She once again wielded her Ardent Blade and launched an attack on the enemy.
In the name of the God-Emperor, slay the enemies of Chaos.
Greyfax watched this scene unfold as she repeatedly pulled the trigger.
Use Bolter to shoot down heretics from all directions.
"I was wrong," Greyfax cried. "You and the Guide are both manifestations of the Emperor's will. I was so foolish."
"Being vigilant is not a sin," Celestine said dismissively. "Your loyalty has already been recognized."
Amalrich and the others looked excited.
The return of a Primarch will change the current battlefield situation and tip the scales of victory in their favor.
Voldus, the Grand Master of the Grey Knights, used his halberd to pierce through a demon with a spindle-shaped body and bleeding flesh.
Then he slashed at a vicious dog with its gaping maw made of blood and smoke.
Other Grey Knights rushed from all parts of Hera Fortress to provide him with support.
"Kill those wizards," Voldus said, pointing to the Chaos Sorcerer.
"They are the anchor points; if we don't get rid of them, the demons will keep pouring in."
On the other side,
Having unleashed a massive skill barrage, Qin Yun wielded his spear and the Blade of Divine Judgment.
They fought the Masque again.
Thousand Faces, Yvraine, and other Aeldari skilled in the Path of the Warriors assisted from the sidelines.
They hated the Masque to the core.
The other party has corrupted the Infinity Circuits of the Biel-Tan Craftworld.
This led to countless souls being devoured by the Prince of Pleasure.
They will never forget such a deep-seated hatred.
The Masque wield weapons in their dance, blending violence with art.
He single-handedly fought against Qin Yun and the others.
When the battle reached its climax...
As the Imperium gradually regained control of the battlefield...
Boom! Boom! Boom!
More than a dozen Heldrake landed, making a deafening noise.
The hatch opened, and a large number of Chaos Space Marines poured out.
They came from various legions, and their only commonality was their hatred for the Imperium.
A towering Chaos warlord emerged from the Heldrake Drop Pod.
Five war robots, each three meters tall and equipped with devastating weapons, followed closely behind.
He was one of the Chaos warlords who invaded Macragge, the Warsmith Honsou.
Honsou looked around.
Their gaze fell on Guilliman.
"The Despoiler said that the era of the Primarch was over, and I have always firmly believed that statement."
"What use would it be if you were resurrected in this era?"
"Your head is mine, the Warsmith, Honsou."
Upon hearing the newcomer's words, the players' eyes widened in surprise.
"My goodness, is this the legendary 'bastard' Honsou?"
"The legendary villain of Chaos who can sit at the same table as guys like Erebus, Ko Phall, Fabius Bile, Lucius?"
"Holy crap, he's the only one who has two bullets, and he's not going to shoot both of them at Erebus, he can shoot one of them at him. That's ruthless."
"When I first saw the Daemonculaba, I felt physically nauseous."
"Isn't this guy a bit too arrogant? How dare he shout in front of Guilliman that the era of the Primarch is over?"
"Honsou hasn't experienced the Great Crusade or the Horus Heresy, and hasn't felt the power of the Primarch. How would he know how powerful the Primarch are?"
"Another joke has emerged. I think Honsou is now qualified to bless Khorne."
PS: Hybrid Honsou