Chapter 450: Gone, All Gone!
Chapter 169: Well Done, Kobold!
A stirring anthem of loyalty rang out as the enormous, dazzling Bucephalus charged straight into the mirror prison that should not have existed in the mortal world.
At the very front was its golden-white Adamantium ram. Humanity's finest technology had not fallen into decline. It shattered on impact, but its mission was already complete.
A towering, enraged figure clad in golden armor stood at the ship's prow, striking a domineering, dazzling pose. In an instant, he dispelled the mist before him. Then, in the wake of the golden light, came boundless fury.
"You dared to kill my dog? You son of a bitch, you're asking to die!! Fleet, charge! Ram them!"
He wasn't piloting the Emperor Dreadnought, nor did he have a tube plugged into his backside. Facing an enemy like this, the Emperor no longer cared about the Golden Throne. If it came to it, he'd simply destroy everything and take the whole world down with him.
There was no turning back. Only battle! His earlier doubts faded away. At the final moment, the Emperor finally saw his true heart. Whether Hogg believed in him or not, whatever the future held, even if he, Neoth, was undeniably a failure as a father, he couldn't break his promise again.
Violent energy fluctuations twisted space. The Emperor's golden psychic power spread upward as the faith of trillions of humans, accumulated over ten thousand years, burned furiously and surged toward the black canopy high above.
Warriors of bone, wreathed in black flames, answered the call. They launched a suicidal charge at the Chaos Daemons who had dared to persecute the God-Emperor's son.
But even two fists couldn't fight four hands. Though the Emperor had given everything he had, a sense of helplessness