Raum: Holy Shit, a Box!

"Finally."

The moment Sanguinius stepped aboard the Pride of the Emperor, a long-lost sense of peace and tranquility returned to Sanguinius heart.

Even the people standing on the tarmac to greet him seemed so kind and well-mannered to Sanguinius.

That... that's the breath of a normal person!

The aura of a normal human being, completely different from that of the Blood Angels!

She felt a pang of nostalgia.

A smile forced onto Sanguinius's weary face.

How miserable.

Standing in front of the main bridge of the warship, Kasgar couldn't help but feel a moment of silence for Sanguinius.

While the legion's combat effectiveness has indeed improved, the price paid is far too high to accept.

Even now, they haven't found even a moment's peace.

The communication device was still transmitting anxious and doubtful questions from the Blood Angels.

[Mother! Why didn't you take us with you as guards when you went to the Sons of the Emperor's flagship?!]

[What if there's a traitor within the Emperor's Children Legion who wants to harm you?]

We are extremely worried about your safety, Mother!

[The gunboats from the Blood Angels are about to arrive—]

"Need not."

Sanguinius nearly lost his temper.

But the next moment, after taking a deep breath, she gave him a bright smile.

"I am safe on the Pride of the Emperor. The next step for the Blood Angels should be to consider how to cooperate in completing the operation against Melchior Star."

"But! Mother, we are really worried about you—"

"Little mouth—!"

Sanguinius pouted and said somewhat impatiently.

Shut up!

The unanimous response came from the Ninth Legion.

Then came a uniform silence.

Click.

Sanguinius quickly cut off communications.

Finally, the harassing phone calls from the Blood Angels came to an end.

I'm sorry to have made you all laugh.

Seeing the half-hearted smiles on the faces of those around him, Sanguinius gave a deeply apologetic one.

It seems that due to the mutation of the Blood Angels Gene-seed, all Astartes in the entire legion develop a strong dependence on the Angel.

Once it comes to Sanguinius, the originally brave and Dreadnought Blood Angels are reduced to a bunch of mama's Momma's Boy.

Is this considered a genetic defect?

Kasgar seriously doubts this.

However, judging from the Blood Angels' achievements, this decrease in intelligence seems to occur only in daily interactions within the legion and does not affect their combat capabilities.

The Blood Angels, who fight alongside Angel to some extent, possess combat power far exceeding that of other Astartes.

Inspired by the Angel, their achievements far surpassed those of the pathetic Word Bearers.

The Emperor enjoyed the spoils of the Great Crusade, while the Angel suffered the consequences of the Legion's internal flaws.

"Lord Sanguinius," Kasgar asked, stepping forward with some confusion, "Since it is you, why don't you do something to stop their fanatical faith?"

The Blood Angels has always been absolutely loyal to Sanguinius Gilles.

If Sanguinius really wanted to control this Primarch worship trend, it shouldn't be too difficult.

"I also considered this approach, but ultimately gave up on it."

Sanguinius replied.

"They've suffered enough."

"Before they met me, they fought in the harshest conditions and suffered unfair contempt and disdain from others, even being humiliated as ghouls."

The Ninth Legion has always had a difficult path to its formation.

Unlike other legions that have extremely strict requirements on the genetic purity of their candidates, the Blood Angels' Gene-seed is open to almost everyone, even deformed mutants.

(I'm not sure if I should ask, but is it okay for long-eared Abhumans to be like this?)

These people, who came from the lowest of backgrounds and were even considered inhuman by others, were all transformed into handsome and physically strong Space Marine after being assimilated by the Ninth Legion.

From then on, the Ninth Legion could recruit a large number of qualified candidates from any planet, thus rapidly replenishing its combat manpower.

This advantage, however, brought them not courtesy and preferential treatment, but a series of relentless nightmares.

As Astartes- type cannon fodder units with fast replenishment capabilities, the Ninth Legion is often dispatched to the most brutal and bloody battlefields to fight against the fiercest and most ruthless Xenos.

In order to survive, and in order to extract information from the corpses.

Even those who survived the brutal battlefield were not greeted with heroic treatment by the remaining Ninth Legion Space Marine.

Instead, it was a more brutal and dangerous battle.

The Great Crusade needs to reclaim too many stars, and the Xenos it needs to conquer are no pushovers.

The soldiers of the Ninth Legion gave everything they had for the Great Crusade.

But who cares whether they live or die?

Originally a heroic being who sacrificed everything for humanity, he was called a ghoul because of others' misunderstanding and suffered undeserved contempt.

"They had really suffered so much before they met me."

As Sanguinius spoke, a tear rolled down his cheek.

Under Sanguinius' moving speech, everyone present felt pity for the Ninth Legion's plight.

"Nobody ever cares about them."

"And since my existence can bring them even a little comfort."

"Then how can my fervent pursuits be compared to their suffering?"

Real life is hard enough.

If even the spiritual pillar of the Angel were to be forcibly toppled, it would be too cruel for the Blood Angels.

The moment she finished her speech, small applause began to erupt from the mortal Imperial Army standing nearby.

Then, more and more people on the bridge began to applaud and nod in agreement.

Ultimately, it all converged into a torrent of applause.

They were all deeply moved after hearing Sanguinius's speech, which was full of humanistic concern.

Angel.

She's truly Angel.

Sometimes you really can't blame the Blood Angels for being full of Angel fanatics.

And who wouldn't love Angel?

However, precisely because of this, Sanguinius dared not say such a thing within the Ninth Legion.

She was genuinely afraid that the fervor within the legion would escalate to another level.

"Thank you, thank you."

"As for now, let me rest for a while."

Sanguinius smiled wryly, feeling helpless.

"Hahaha"

Seeing that even Sanguinius was helpless against the Blood Angels, a cheerful atmosphere filled the main bridge of the Pride of the Emperor once again.

Zzzzz!

Shortly after the Pride of the Emperor completed its warp jump from Mandeville Point, a ship from the Word Bearers Lorgar followed closely behind and arrived at the battlefield.

However, compared to the once glorious and ambitious Expeditionary Fleet eager to make its mark, the current Word Bearers may indeed be somewhat lacking in appearance.

The cuts left by the Xenos airdropped objects were hastily covered and patched up, and some parts that should have been turrets were now empty, as if parts of them had been deliberately cut off.

Although the ship's overall structure was not seriously damaged under the protection of the Void Shield.

However, upon closer inspection, the various small cuts and bullet holes on the [Law of Faith], as well as the missing gun barrel, all tell the story of the horrific boarding maneuver she once endured.

It is estimated that after this operation against the Nephilim concludes, their ships will need to undergo major repairs in some large Forge World.

The ship's crew was ravaged by the Xenos, and even the captain died in the line of duty.

This has resulted in a large number of weapons and equipment lacking human operators.

If there is any good news, it is that the Legiones Astartes of the Word Bearers is still intact, although the fleet in the naval battle may be slightly weaker.

No, it should be much weaker.

"In that case, I suggest that the main approach against the Nephilim's warships be boarding them."

With the support of the Word Bearers fleet no longer available, Sanguinius was the first to make the suggestion.

The Naphrys Xenos' strongest fleet, stationed on Melchior Star, is comparable to the United Expeditionary Fleet.

Furthermore, with the support of surface defense facilities, a rash attack by the human Combined Fleet, which lacks the Word Bearers as a major source of firepower, might only drag them into a war of attrition.

More than 100,000 Space Marine from three Space Marine Legions had no time to slowly wear down the Xenos.

Time is tight and the task is heavy; we must act quickly and decisively.

What should be done with those who defect, especially the Primarch?

Of the three Primarch, at least one must remain with his Primarch-level strength to guard the Combined Fleet and command naval battles.

At the same time, we must guard against the enemy sending elite troops to seize control of our army.

So who will take on the important task of staying behind to guard the rear?

Sanguinius, Fulgrim, and the Lorgar 3D Big Head from the Word Bearers Fleet's communication system looked at each other in bewilderment.

First and foremost, Sanguinius absolutely had to charge into battle alongside the warriors of the Blood Angels.

Not only can she unleash her terrifying combat power, but she can also inspire all the Blood Angels around her to be even more courageous Dreadnought.

Secondly, it's impossible to place Lorgar in the rear of the legion's command.

His destructive power over the legions was no less than that of the Codex Astartes.

The damage he inflicted on our army when he commanded the legion was greater than the damage he caused to the Xenos when he did not command it.

We must not let our guard down.

It seems that, after excluding all other candidates, the only Primarch remaining behind the Legion has been identified.

"You're leaving without me? Fine."

Fulgrim sighed helplessly, "Inform the fleet commanders of the Word Bearers and the Blood Angels to complete the docking with our Emperor's Children's fleet."

"So, what are the arrangements for your former crew members who have defected?"

She pouted and said, somewhat unhappy.

The Nephilim were quite skilled in naval warfare, and they even had two large voidships as their final weapons.

"If we take our past experiences as a reference, in terms of firepower, if we concentrate the Combined Fleet, we should be able to quickly disable the shield system of one of the warships."

"As for the other ship, it will be handled by a joint squadron of Space Marine from the three Expeditionary Fleet. Led by Lord Lorgar and Lord Sanguinius, they will invade the enemy warship from both the front and rear."

"Finally, control of the warship was seized in the middle section, which, based on previous analysis, was most likely the control core."

The tactics are simple.

Without much knowledge about the Xenos Warship, there were really no good suggestions on the direction the boarding team should take.

"Alright, everyone, prepare for battle."

As several Escort dispersed around the flagship, the void ships from the three Expeditionary Fleet regrouped into a large Combined Fleet and launched a massive assault toward Melchior Star.

Although after the rendezvous, the remaining two Combined Fleet temporarily transported some crew members, engineers, slave laborers and mechanics to replenish the crew of the Word Bearers warships, which were in dire need of manpower.

Despite this, the number of people who can participate in the replenishment is still small.

The Emperor's Children are few in number, and so are the Blood Angels.

What do you mean by "ate it"? It really wasn't eaten.

Now that Saint Sanguinius has appeared, the Blood Angels rarely eat people anymore!

After integration, the entire Combined Fleet presented a distinctive inverted triangle formation:

The two top-tier battleships, the Pride of the Emperor and the Red Tear, jointly protected the damaged and understaffed Law of Faith, which was surrounded by a dense array of ships in all directions of the three large fleets, blocking any Xenos flying objects that dared to approach.

Further behind were the merchant ships and transport ships that had broken away from the naval battle formation and chosen to remain behind.

They marched with great fanfare toward the Xenos Warship that was docked in near-Earth orbit around the planet.

[The Macro Cannon is fully loaded and ready to fire.]

[Approaching the enemy warship, a large number of Xenos boarding aircraft have appeared on the port side]

[This is General Gallu. Our Escort, the Andariel, is under attack from the Xenos Warship!]

As messages came out one after another from the communication device, Kasgar, sitting inside the gunboat, calmly looked at the screen projection inside the gunboat.

The naval commander was Fulgrim, and Kasgar was confident in her abilities.

It's much more reassuring than Lorgar.

As the Chief Lord Commander of the Sons of the Emperor, he is about to lead a small squad of elite Emperor's Children to board the Xenos Warship.

"Follow the Word Bearers gunboats ahead; our landing point should be as close to theirs as possible."

"I am in the gunboat, "Kasgar commanded.

Their expected landing site would likely be not far from the boarding squad of Lorgar and Word Bearers.

For some reason, Kasgar still couldn't let go of Lorgar, this abstract charlatan.

Kasgar couldn't fathom how someone could have boarded and destroyed most of the weapons and equipment on their warship.

Even Kasgar had some doubts; even if he were to board the opposing fleet and cause trouble, this guy could probably still manage to create some problems for him.

With this uneasy expectation, Kasgar planned to follow and track Lorgar the whole time, constantly monitoring whether the other party would make any abstract moves.

"Kasgar."

Just as he was engrossed in planning his future tactics, one of the Emperor's Children, Astartes, spoke to him.

That was his former teammate, Lucius.

"You haven't been back for so long, I thought you'd forgotten about your brothers."

"No way!"

Kasgar hesitated.

Indeed, when one's attention is almost entirely focused on other Primarch, it is easy to overlook the Battle Brother of the Astartes within the Legion.

After all, he had so much to do, and the time allotted for the Great Crusade was not ample for him.

"I'd like to be like you."

"You were partners just a few years ago, but after a while you became a favorite of various Primarch. Whether it's the Iron Hands or the Thousand Sons Word Bearers, they all want you."

Lucius said with a hint of jealousy.

This Kasgar!

After only a few years as a recruit, he rose like a rocket to become the Lord Commander of the legion, and then the Chief Lord Commander.

He then moved among the various legions, participating in inter-legal decision-making and becoming sworn brothers with figures of caliber like Magnus Lorgar.

(But it seems that being on friendly terms with these two might have a negative impact on one's intelligence level.)

Then, he led his small squad of Astartes to the planet Colchis to search for Erebus, a traitor close to Lorgar, and earned the Emperor's praise.

They could even win the Emperor's praise!

That's incredibly powerful.

It was an existence that Lucius could not defeat despite his best efforts.

When they were studying together under Aqua, he thought he would have the opportunity to hone himself to be even stronger than his former idol.

But as time went on, it seemed that Kasgar's strength was advancing by leaps and bounds at an incredibly rapid pace, and the social strata he was mingling in were getting closer and closer to the Primarch-level.

They've already formed a pathetic, thick barrier between themselves and ordinary little Space Marine.

"Lucius, don't envy Kasgar's honors. He earned them through his own abilities."

Sol Tavitz is fine, though.

He was never one to seek the limelight as a soldier.

After all, if you could write an article called "My Wife female Primarch Fulgrim," you could become a celebrity in the Emperor's Children Legion and even in all the Legiones Astartes.

Moreover, Kasgar didn't use this connection when he was promoted.

"Just saying."

Lucius shrugged slightly.

"Alright, let's stop chatting for now," Kasgar said gravely. "Our gunboats are about to board the enemy flagship; prepare for battle."

"Okay."

Thump!

The Plasma Cannon on top of the gunboat blasted away the Xenos defenders, clearing a landing area for the landing.

As the hatch panels slammed shut, the Emperor's Children, Astartes, clad in heavy powered armor, emerged from the gunboat with heavy yet resolute steps.

When!

Heavy shields were placed in front of the group, and the entire Tactical Squad surrounded the Tech Sergeant in the center who carried a large number of detection devices, forming a tree-like dispersed formation.

This was the first time in a long time that Kasgar had taken out this shield to go to the front lines to face the enemy.

In previous battles against the Nephilim, Fulgrim always insisted on personally leading the fight against the Xenos, leaving Kasgar to command from the rear.

After using Psychic Flame for a long time, there are few times when you can take the gun and shield back into battle.

Speaking of Psychic Flame

It seems that ever since the last golden-red crack extended to the entire right arm, this crack has remained unchanged, like a progress bar stuck at 99.9% of a download.

But that's alright.

If he were to be covered in cracks and explode, he had no idea what kind of monstrosity he would become.

The reference is no longer a human- Storm of Crows, but rather the "Ascension Demon" Raven King.

Even the demon- Lorgar would exclaim that a demon has arrived upon seeing this.

While maintaining formation and waiting for the Tech Sergeant to scout out, Kasgar couldn't help but think to himself.

"The detection results are in: there are no Nephilim ambushes in the vicinity. I have sent the detailed detection map to your helmets; please check and verify it."

"Okay. Follow me into the corridor on the right ahead, and plant explosives in the last room at the end of the road to blow up the path."

As he spoke, Kasgar raised his shield and slowly strode forward.

He did not lower his guard because of the Tech Sergeant's words.

Although Augur Array tools are accurate most of the time, problems often occur on the rare occasions.

We must not let our guard down.

Raising his shield high, Kasgar scanned the surroundings with his sharp eyes through the sights on the Boarding Shield.

No abnormalities were found.

No abnormalities were found.

No.

Call.

After the ten-person team nervously inspected and passed by this Xenos Warship, which was not much different from human spaceships (according to research and analysis, it is very likely that the Nephilim have brainwashed many human crew members and engineers).

The group maintained their previous formation and stood facing the room with the thinnest walls in the scan.

"What happened?"

Lucius, unable to contain himself, was the first to ask a question.

"Is there a problem?"

"Why are Nephilim gone? How can there not be a single person here when it's the most crucial and heated period of defection?"

"I didn't see even a single human slave crew member."

Who knows?

The Emperor's Children beside him did not reply, but simply stood still in his previous posture, waiting.

"Alright, this is the spot. Get ready to install the Melt-Explosive Charges."

Kasgar himself found it extremely strange that the interior of the warship was completely empty after a scan.

There shouldn't be so many cabins completely empty.

The room next to the corridor where Kasgar and his group landed was identified through scanning as the location of the Xenos' activities, and the environment where the Nephilim lived could even be seen.

But right now there's not a single person here.

Boom!

With a loud bang and a cloud of dust billowing into the air, a large hole was blasted open on one side of the room, big enough for two Astartes to pass through.

"Follow me, prepare to probe the surrounding environment."

As the dust settled, a silver-white corridor with a minimalist, futuristic feel was revealed.

It is very different from the Greenskin "My Omnissiah" style of the Imperium of Man.

But there was still no one there.

Whether they are Xenos Nephilim or human slaves.

"Walk along the corridor, paying close attention to changes in your surroundings."

"We are now rendezvousing with the boarding squad of the Word Bearers."

As he spoke, Kasgar cautiously took a step forward.

Another step.

Wrong!

"On the ceiling!!!"

It was something that came from an unknown source, whether it was Psychic Power perception or intuition, that made Kasgar shout out instantly.

Almost simultaneously, the Boltgun in his hand fired a large number of bullets into the sky.

Knock knock knock!

He looked up urgently, but there was still nothing there.

Apart from a hole blasted out by a Bolter and the surrounding charred remains, the ceiling is still a pure white expanse, unchanged.

But Kasgar could sense something unusual moving rapidly above the silvery-white metal plate!

"Get down here!!!"

Kasgar continued firing relentlessly at the ceiling.

Meanwhile, the Emperor's Children squad members beside him, unaware of what was happening, all raised their Boltgun and aimed them upwards as a warning.

Tear it apart!

Perhaps provoked by Kasgar's provocation, the other party finally attacked him.

Like tearing a piece of fragile paper, the mysterious creature's claws lashed out towards Kasgar's location the instant they ripped open the metal panel on the ceiling.

Like a scarlet whirlwind.

"Get out of the way!"

"I don't want to hurt you, get out of here!!!"

The demon roared.

Holy crap?

Evil. Demon?

Demons have begun to appear in this physical universe?

After an initial moment of surprise, Kasgar lunged forward, raising his right hand high to shield himself against the demon's claws.

Who cares if demons appear in the physical universe? All demons shall die!

I must say, this demon is quite powerful.

Upon initial contact, a mark approximately half a centimeter deep appeared on the master-crafted Boarding Shield in his hand.

This is a work from Fulgrim. The fact that it can leave even a slight mark on such a divine artifact shield is enough to demonstrate the sharpness of the opponent's claws.

However, judging from the trajectory of the claws, it seems that the opponent really only wanted to destroy the shield and did not aim for Kasgar's body.

If it were a regular Tactical Squad, they might actually have been wiped out by this powerful demon.

Unfortunately, the Kasgar are not your average Tactical Squad.

The instant the claws left marks on the heavy Boarding Shield, Kasgar lowered his center of gravity, forcefully raised his shield and pressed forward, seizing the moment when the opponent's arm tightened, and used his own strength to fight the opponent head-on.

Kasgar power that was almost impossible for Space Marine to possess, the demon was forced to stagger back several steps.

Immediately afterward, as the demon retreated to prepare for another counterattack, a golden-red flame instantly ignited the longsword in Kasgar's hand, and slashed towards the demon.

Even if the demon's skin could withstand the sword strike, the large amount of Gold-Red Flame attached to it clung to the demon's body like maggots clinging to its bones.

The once indestructible demon skin seemed to have encountered its strongest nemesis, gradually melting like butter under the scorching flames, and the air rippled with slight distortions and flickers.

"Warpfire?!"

A terrified shriek came from the demon's throat.

It had no idea that the person before it could actually wield flames powerful enough to incinerate any Warp Entity!

Who could have predicted that?

In the entire galaxy, how many people know how to use Warpfire, which can erase and destroy everything in the Warp?

Unfortunately, he ran into one today.

The demon, left with no choice but to accept its misfortune, was instantly engulfed by the flames in Kasgar's hand, letting out a shrill scream.

Hiss.

Only then could Kasgar see the other's face clearly through the large shield, and he turned his gaze to the unusual demon.

This demon seems different from the ones Kasgar usually encounters.

Compared to ordinary Chaos Undivided demons, this thing's body seems to be wrapped in a layer of Ceramite Armor.

It looks more like it was transformed from a human.

As for his shoulder armor, which is connected to his flesh and blood, it seems to be the style of the Word Bearers.

Kasgar: "?"

It is able to connect flesh and blood with power armor, and it is also the Power Armour of the Word Bearers.

Excluding the possibility that the Word Bearers suddenly mutated, it seems there is only one possibility left.

Not a demon.

He's Possessed Marine?!

Overwhelmed with shock, Kasgar even weakened the intensity of the flames in his hands.

This.

What have you all done to me?

The Great Crusade was only halfway through, and even Horus hadn't become the Warmaster yet, and you, Lorgar, had already created the Possessed Marine.

BYD Xiaoma was at most just playing Pokémon at this point, and you've already gotten involved with the Blessed Son?

Awesome.

Lorgar, you're even more awesome Magnus.

Taking advantage of the moment when the flames in Kasgar's hand weakened, the monster hurriedly retreated, shaking off the Warpfire that had stained its body, and looked in the direction where Kasgar had been with lingering fear.

His eyes had become clearer after being scorched by the flames.

"I do not wish to be your enemy, human. I am not a demon."

Its deep red face, covered with fangs and sharp teeth, emitted a low, guttural roar like that of hell.

A guy who looks like a demon, fights like a demon, and is demonic in every way denies that he is a demon.

That's really interesting.

But what if?

Kasgar decided to try calling out to the other person.

"Who are you."

"Raum?"

He tentatively called out a name in his heart.

?!

At that very moment, the demon, who had been on all fours ready to run away, suddenly froze in place.

"Is he more like Angell Tai than Raum?"

It seems he really did stumble upon it by sheer chance.

It wasn't because he was particularly familiar with Possessed Marine.

Instead, he knew the Possessed Marine of Angell Tai and Raum.

He didn't recognize the others.

Of course, if we include E Greater Daemon, then Guilliman is also a Possessed Marine (the Blessed Son).

But it is quite obvious that he is not Guilliman.

"."

The demon froze in place, then slowly turned around.

Raum was drenched in sweat as he looked at the Emperor's Children's squad, who were standing ready and staring at him.

He is not afraid of others knowing his name.

After all, this is not his demonic real name, and no one can restrict his actions based on this name.

Just run.

But now, someone who possesses both the Warpfire and the ability to call his name...

This is truly terrifying.

Not to mention, he could even recite the name of Angell Tey.

Raum felt a pang of bitterness in his heart.

How did he encounter such a powerful person?

Now, even if he can run away, where can his good brother Angell Tai run to?

I just wanted to save my brother.

Please have mercy on me.

What do you want to do?

Raum asked tentatively.

"You go back first. I want to talk to the person you possessed."

"Kasgar said leisurely."

"All right."

"This is--"

Enough, Raum, let me be the judge.

[No! Brother! You'll die if you do this! No! Don't deactivate the transformation!]

Amidst the bewildered gazes of the Emperor's Children, the demon's crimson body retreated and vanished as quickly as boiling water splashed on snow, leaving only a Word Bearers Space Marine wearing ill-fitting armor.

The man hesitated for a moment, but finally stepped forward and knelt on one knee.

"Angell Tai the Word Bearers awaits Commander Kasgar's instructions."