Guilliman at a Turning Point in History (20)

The Thousand Sons flagship, Tizca's Revenge, stretched its massive pyramid-shaped metal hull across the entire void route.

Countless weapon arrays continuously unfolded from within the silver pyramid, coordinating with numerous Chaos Ships nearby to unleash relentless bombardment upon the pilgrimage fleet where you and Primarch Guilliman were stationed.

A large number of Imperial Ships immediately shut down the Gellar Fields enveloping their hulls and hurriedly activated their multicolored void shields to withstand the fierce attacks coming from all directions.

Those Imperial Ships that had yet to activate their void shields either relied on their exceptionally sturdy metal structures to endure the damage or swiftly became Ship Debris scattered throughout the frigid void.

At that moment, the vague mockery and psychic whispers of Red Demon Magnus abruptly rang in the ears of you and Primarch Guilliman.

It first sneered that every one of your thoughts and actions as two Primarchs had been under the control of the Chaos Gods.

Then, it gladly declared that its revenge against the Imperium had finally found a target worthy of its personal intervention.

The moment its words fell silent.

Primarch Guilliman, his expression cold, slowly drew the Emperor's Sword, blazing with raging flames, from the waist of the Armor of Fate. The enormous Hand of Dominion also rang with the crisp sound of Bolters being chambered.

He intended to lead the Victorious Army of the Honor Guard at his side in a Boarding Action against the Thousand Sons flagship.

Without any hesitation, you stopped him.

You said calmly to Primarch Guilliman.

For such an extremely dangerous Boarding Action, one that might well be a one-way trip, it would be best for you to carry it out. Primarch Guilliman needed to remain at the center of the fleet to prevent any other complications.

In the end,