The war continued.
The great battle on the plains was still raging.
The Manrosans had no way to intervene in this war. Like the war itself, although it was being fought on Manros, it had little to do with the Manrosans.
Only when the flames of war spread underground did the war concern the Manrosans.
In the underground barracks on the eastern and western fronts, the Manrosans fought bloody battles alongside the Space Marines standing with them, against both the Imperium and Chaos.
When the people on the plains heard that the Manrosans fought everyone, they were puzzled, unable to understand which side the Manrosans were actually on.
But if they knew that the Imperium wanted to use them as ritual material while Chaos wanted to slaughter them all to prevent that from happening, they would understand the Manrosans' helpless choice.
When one group of people discovered that two other groups both wanted them dead, they could either stretch out their necks and await execution or choose to struggle.
The structure of reality had already been severely weakened.
Supernatural phenomena occurred one after another.
Manros was originally in summer, but one day it suddenly entered a bitter winter.
The environment and climate, even the people's vision, became cold and serene.
Although this was a chaotic battle, the coldness that even affected their vision created an eerie sense of peace and silence.
The struggle of the Manrosans fighting on the eastern and western defensive lines seemed soundless.
Even the most violent explosions made no sound, while the roars and gunshots were equally silent.
As a world that had once believed in the Ecclesiarchy, statues of the Emperor could be found everywhere on Manros.
Beneath the statues, people slaughtered one another.
Lu Jin was on the front line. He raised a Battle