"Pant..."
As the Warp Liberated State rapidly dissipated.
Rorschach's massive body crashed heavily onto the blood-red ground of Khorne's domain.
Even as he gasped violently, he forcefully suppressed the unceasing fury surging from the depths of his chest through sheer unyielding willpower.
Regent Guilliman, holding the Emperor's Sword, turned his Metal Helmet slightly.
His gaze slowly settled on the blood-red body of Angron, the Daemon Prince of Khorne, whose countless wounds were rapidly healing.
The atmosphere at that moment was undoubtedly exceedingly delicate.
In any other setting, the three of them, who had always been irreconcilable enemies, would have already been fighting.
Yet now, whether it was Rorschach recovering his Shadow Power, Angron with fury churning in the depths of his blood-red eyes,
or the silent Regent Guilliman, none of the three showed any sign of making a move.
"Angron, you..."
However, just as Regent Guilliman was about to say something to Angron beside him,
terrifying fluctuations of Chaos Psychic Energy suddenly surged through the cold void far from Khorne's domain!
The three immediately turned their heads. At a single glance, they saw a Chaos Octagon Star that seemed to stretch across countless light-years, vast enough to rival the entire Baal System, sweeping toward the massive Fleet of the Gods and the remaining three Emissaries of the Gods with the terrifying force of a supernova explosion!
In an instant, giant warships conscripted by the Creation Gods were shredded on the spot into Metal Wreckage that scattered across the sky by the Sorcerous Storms constantly emanating from the Chaos Octagon Star!
Meanwhile, more Imperial Fleets and even Chaos Fleets that had prepared their defenses in advance
were tossed up and down like fallen leaves sinking into the depths of an ocean as their Gellar Fields and powerful void shields repeatedly rippled