Three Punches Shatter Lorgar's Soul; Sir, I'm with the Ecclesiarchy

Just as the Chaos black mist spread and gradually condensed into Lorgar's tall demonic body, a Psychic Power barrier extended from all directions, enveloping Kasgar and Lorgar.

Kasgar would not allow himself to be exposed to the public eye in the slightest way, no matter how well he prepared.

High Lord like Vandire are inherently suspicious; they might issue Exterminatus against a prosperous Imperial World for a half-truthful rumor. Before I am fully established, I absolutely must not confront them directly.

"Madness!"

Lorgar scoffed at Kasgar's actions. "At this critical moment of life and death, you still want to disperse your power? Kasgar, are you really confident that you can defeat me?"

Actually, he was still a little unhappy.

He was tricked by Chaos into causing the Webway explosion, and then, out of fear, he had no choice but to obey the other party's orders, triggering the Battle of the Kaus. After finally escaping into the Warp, Lorgar could be said to have gained nothing except for ascending to demonic power.

Not only did they fail to save the world as they had envisioned, but even the once abundant resources and offerings became extremely scarce in the Warp.

Life here is clearly not as comfortable as in the real world—in a situation of extreme scarcity of resources, even a cup of water can trigger fighting and violence, and even if Lorgar wanted to stop it, it would be impossible to do so—there has never been any order in the disorderly and chaotic Warp.

What about power?

Having helped the Chaos Gods break through the Webway and sacrificed so many souls on Calth to strengthen the Warp Storm, as the MVP of this Chaos War, he should also be able to receive a blessing from the Four Gods.

No.

The power that Lorgar gained when she ascended to demonic status was only at an average level.

Because the Four Gods owed too much debt, the power they could bestow upon their followers was extremely limited.

It wasn't just Lorgar; many more Chaos Space Marine were willing to risk their lives for even the smallest power boost.

Honestly, it's really not worth it.

But what can we do? Space Marine need to eat too!

In this Warp world devoid of sunlight and normal physical laws, all resources will become incredibly scarce.

The Word Bearers could barely keep their legion-sized army running by relying on a few minor raids.

Even if a few raids yield some results, the stolen resources will become the object of everyone's struggle whenever they return to the legion.

Damn it, how did the Word Bearers end up like this!

However, not long ago, Lorgar was meditating in the Warp, finally received some good news - after ten thousand years of silence, the Chaos Gods, who had been severely damaged, had finally made a preliminary recovery.

They are about to give the Imperium of Man a hard push from behind at a critical moment when it is sliding into the cesspool.

From the eternal suffering of humanity, we can brew sweeter emotions to nourish ourselves.

In this approaching fortieth millennium, the Chaos Gods are all about to make a big move, each one taking advantage of the fact that the Primarch have all disappeared and the Imperium of Man is beset by internal and external troubles.

Lorgar had been meditating in the Warp for countless years, also received this exciting news.

As the Primarch and leader of the Chaos Legiones Astartes, he would naturally lead his legions there to provide additional assistance.

As for Lorgar's mission, it seems that he needs to sabotage the talks between the two sides and force the talent favored Chaos into their hands.

Leading a group of relatively new Word Bearers, whose Chaos Corruption was not yet deeply ingrained, and disguising themselves as an unknown force, they launched a surprise attack on the meeting place. This was Lorgar's first battle outside the Warp in a long time.

And this is just the beginning.

Soon, the Chaos Gods will lead their demonic armies to invade the world again, and you guys won't be able to keep up a fuss for much longer!

The big one is coming!

Bang!

The Erebus's Hammer in Lorgar's hand clashed for the first time with the flame-encircled fist of Kasgar.

"Um?!"

Contrary to Lorgar's expectations, when facing Kasgar's armored gauntlets devoid of any weapons, he didn't feel the smooth sensation of easily knocking his opponent away, but rather an overwhelming and unshakeable power.

It was as if the hammer in his hand had struck some of the hardest objects in the world, with absolutely no chance of shaking it.

This... this isn't right, is it?

What happened to the promise that the Primarch would become stronger after ascending to the Demonic Realm?

Why is it that now he can't even shake Kasgar?

No matter how strong this guy is, he's just a pathetic Space Marine, an existence with Gene-seed implanted, like Primarch's offspring!

But why were his unarmed gauntlets able to withstand my full-force attack?

"Lorgar, it seems that your power has been greatly wasted in these ten thousand years."

"Aside from this inhuman and ghostly appearance, it seems you haven't learned anything in these ten thousand years."

"How pathetic."

"Shut up. This is nothing but a little power you got from my hypocritical father. Stop pretending in front of me!"

Lorgar angrily retracted his giant hammer, took a few steps back, and looked at Kasgar warily.

"Where did you get such power?!"

Although his tone remained fierce, he did seem somewhat blustering.

"My strength comes from within, not from a speculator scheming and calculating the benefits and blessings he can gain."

"Lorgar, you have never been a devout believer, you are just (profession, referring to the Roman She-Wolf)."

"What did you say!!!"

Kasgar's psychological attacks were clearly more likely to provoke anger in the other party.

As he charged toward Kasgar with his giant hammer raised high, golden-red flames once again erupted uncontrollably from Kasgar's body.

"I said, it's time to end this."

Quick.

At that moment, as his demonic body felt the real, burning pain, only this one thought remained in Lorgar's mind.

Why does he have this speed?

How did he do it?

BOOM!!!

Just as he was charging towards his opponent with his warhammer raised high, Kasgar seemed to have a speed he had never expected, instantly raising his right fist and appearing on his left side in front of him in the next instant.

Then, this punch, brimming with Psychic Flame, struck the unsuspecting Word Bearers Primarch squarely in the chest.

Then came an even deeper, louder bang, as if something had exploded in the Daemon Primarch's chest. The next moment, seemingly endless Gold-Red Flame burst forth from his body and scattered in all directions.

It's like a blooming, fiery flower.

"Puff--"

It felt as if his entire body was constantly burning and disintegrating, and his original demonic power was purified into nothingness under the influence of the flames.

With this one blow, Lorgar's aura, which had been soaring with demonic energy and invincible when he first appeared, became extremely weak.

I punched him to wake him up.

Of course, Kasgar wouldn't let such a good opportunity to press their advantage slip by.

Just as Lorgar was sent flying by his right fist, Kasgar, with a ghostly figure, immediately followed up the moment the flames exploded.

This is the perfect opportunity to kick a man when he's down.

While Lorgar was still trying to neutralize the force of the punch, Kasgar, who was right behind him, threw another hook punch with his left hand, carrying the same explosive internal fire, aiming at his head to kill him instantly.

However, as the Daemon Primarch, Lorgar is obviously not so easy to kill.

Despite his disgraceful behavior and the fact that he couldn't beat anyone except Guilliman in a one-on-one fight, he was still a Daemon Primarch.

After all, it's still a Primarch!

Even though he felt as if he were being burned alive, even though Lorgar, relying on his survival instincts as Primarch, used the giant hammer in his hand to shield his face at this crucial moment.

In the end, Lorgar managed to block the fiery iron fist.

However, the impact was not diminished by the resistance—under the powerful punch from Kasgar, Lorgar's burning demon body exploded like a cannonball on the Psychic Power barrier set up by Kasgar in the next moment.

"Look."

"Isn't my Psychic Power barrier quite useful?"

The instant Lorgar was sent flying, his hands gathered Psychic Power energy anew, preparing to launch a new and relentless attack on the fallen Daemon Primarch.

Under Kasgar's three punches, the power that Lorgar had painstakingly obtained from the Chaos Gods had been basically scattered, leaving him as a lone Daemon Primarch bouncing back against the Psychic Power barrier.

"You"

"Don't come any closer!"

Under his blustering yet cowardly threats, even the Daemon Primarch's eyes became extremely clear after being punched three times.

This won't do; if we keep fighting like this, people will die!

If we can't win, let's run!

The next moment, a surge of Psychic Power, accompanied by a black mist filled with Chaos energy, once again enveloped Lorgar.

"Trying to escape?"

Golden-red flames burst forth from Kasgar's hands, sizzling again upon contact with the black mist that had thickened due to Luo Lorgar's summons.

Unfortunately, it seemed as if something was preventing the flames from breaking through the black mist and burning Lorgar to death; Kasgar felt an extra strong resistance blocking his way.

Although Lorgar's combat ability is indeed embarrassing, at least he can run!

"Celebrate this small victory of yours, mortal!"

Just as the black mist around him was completely drained, the Daemon Primarch, whose aura had been weak, disappeared before his eyes with eyes full of resentment and hatred.

"You can be thankful that you can live a few more days if my army of those Word Bearers is not here."

"The gods have awakened. The Imperium of Man has fallen, and the day when Terra becomes a demon's paradise is fast approaching!"

"Enjoy this brief victory!"

Smack

As the last wisp of black mist was completely extinguished by the flames in Kasgar's hands, the entire flagship's main bridge was once again cleared out.

Pity.

Seeing Lorgar disappear before his eyes, Kasgar silently stared at the steel gauntlet in his hand, which was burning with Psychic Flame.

To be precise, this should be called a hand protector.

However, since Kasgar doesn't have a suitable weapon with powerful destructive capabilities like the Emperor's Sword, he can only rely on his fists (which aren't even Power Fist) to fight.

While Psychic Flame can purify a Primarch using only Psychic Power fire, it is still too difficult.

If possible, I need to return to the Sons of the Emperor's headquarters as soon as possible and retrieve my lost weapons from the Chapter's monastery there. Only then can I unleash my full potential once again.

"Great warrior, you succeeded?"

After Kasgar completely cleared the main bridge and removed the Psychic Power barrier set up outside, the Red Scorpions Chapter, who was waiting outside the main bridge, walked into the main bridge, which had been cleared away by Psychic Flame, with a look of astonishment on his face.

After the flagship was completely taken over by Kasgar and others, Lorgar was forced to escape the scene by using Warp teleportation, the traitor Astartes, who had fought tenaciously and even had the upper hand at one point, suddenly lost morale.

Although they have now completely destroyed the abandoned transit station, if they leave this Strike Cruiser here, wouldn't that be tantamount to announcing to everyone that this third-party force is an interference from us, the Word Bearers?

We cannot leave any more clues about the Word Bearers for the Imperium of Man!

Retreat! Retreat!

Despite the absence of Lorgar as a human shield at the front, these guys seemed to specialize in this, their retreat speed far exceeding Kasgar's expectations.

Perhaps in terms of combat, the Word Bearers are not as formidable and tactically adept as other legions of the Astartes, especially since these camouflaged guys are all new recruits.

But judging from the speed at which they fled towards the Warp Rift where they appeared, these people were indeed soldiers trained by Lorgar.

—The escape was incredibly fast.

After the retreat of Lorgar Word Bearers of Astartes naturally scattered like birds and beasts. Before long, and before the support from the Imperium of Man could arrive, all the Word Bearers except for the Strike Cruiser captured by Kasgar had left the place.

It wasn't just the mysterious warships of the Word Bearers that retreated.

After achieving their goal, they used Kasgar's Psychic Power to send a message to the Void Dreamer on the pirate ship, so that the other party would know that it was not advisable to stay there any longer.

The count of casualties and spoils will have to wait. Under the guidance of the Void Dreamer, the pirate fleet that had suddenly intervened in the battle broke up into smaller groups and successfully left the Sorrow System, returning to the Maelstrom.

They came without warning and left without making any demands for looting—it was as if they had truly come to the rescue.

"The fluctuations in the Warp Rift are fading. Notify the flagship of the Red Scorpions Chapter to have the Astropath contact the Imperium of Man and report our situation to them."

"Just say it is—"

[Otis, I'll still need this Strike Cruiser in the future, but for now, you can keep it under the Red Scorpions's name.]

[Officially say that you turned the tide by boarding and killing the enemy leader and seizing the warship with the help of the pirate fleet.]

As for those pirates, if one wishes to extend goodwill to Hurons, they can be seen as receiving help from him.

Just as the Red Scorpions Chapter was about to summarize the battle, a voice communication was transmitted to his ear through Psychic Power.

Otis couldn't help but look at the seemingly ordinary Red Scorpions Chapter Space Marine beside him.

Only he knew just how terrifying the opponent's true strength was beneath this veil of Psychic Power.

"Good."

Otis replied.

The Imperium of Man dispatched a temporary headquarters to handle the Badab incident.

It is located in the Kasgo Badab Sector. Given that the Sector Governor has now been thoroughly investigated and dismissed, the entire sector is now under the temporary administration of the Imperium of Man.

The former Governor's mansion was located in the most beautiful Garden World on the planet, and now the mansion is being expanded and renovated to serve as the temporary headquarters of the Imperium of Man in the Badab War.

The officials and Servitor hurried about, documents piling up among the Servitor.

Logically speaking, with such a complex civil service system, what hadn't they seen? Even if something earth-shattering had happened, they still had to queue up at this moment—

The exhausted clerk slowly pulled out a document from the mountain of files and examined it carefully.

Yes, that's what it says here.

Etc?!

"We were attacked at the negotiation site in the Sorrow System!"

This news is truly significant, especially considering the time it was sent compared to the time they received the document.

One day!

The clerk felt all his fatigue and drowsiness completely swept away in the next moment.

A whole Terra Day has passed!

Such urgent intelligence, even a delay of a second, could completely turn the tide of the battle!

What should he do?

The clerk was once again in a panic.

If this is the reason why...

No more, no less.

"Your people do have some tricks up their sleeves."

In fact, all of this was observed by Jerome Serx, the Inquisitor lurking in the shadows.

That's right, it was he who adjusted the priority of the distress message, and it was he who blocked the reception of the Sorrow System's Astropathic Communication.

Since the fluctuations in the Warp are unpredictable, attributing them to Hurons using mysterious magic to intercept them would only add to the crime.

He had to pin the blame on Hurons, impartially.

The news that the Sorrow System had been attacked by an unknown force a day earlier quickly shocked the entire temporary headquarters.

"This must be Hurons's conspiracy! We must completely erase their presence in Badab!"

"We can talk about that later. The most urgent task is to save the remaining Red Scorpions Chapter!"

"But... a whole day has passed. If there really are survivors among the Red Scorpions... wouldn't that mean—"

Isn't that right?

Just as everyone was arguing fiercely, a projection of Otis, the Chapter Master of the Red Scorpions Chapter, suddenly appeared on the 3D screen in front of them.

"Otis! How are you? Is the news that the Sorrow System was attacked by an unknown force true?"

"Yes, we were indeed attacked, but we also achieved great success in our joint operations with the Tyrant of Badab."

Otis nodded slowly.

"If it weren't for the aid of the pirate fleet allied with Ruft Hurons, our entire Red Scorpions Chapter might have perished on that Sorrow System!"

"I propose that, in return for Hurons's goodwill, we are willing to schedule a new round of negotiations with him!"