The Philosophy of Humanity

Magnus.

His Psionic Energy storm unfolded in Pariah Nexus. The storm was so violent that the surrounding Necron Warriors staggered back.

His power penetrated the Blackstone Obelisk suppression, penetrated the barrier of the Necrons fleet, and penetrated the cut Warp.

His laughter echoed in the void, and the voice was full of ecstasy.

"This feels so good!"

His single eye shone brightly, it was the color of morning light, the color of freedom, a color he had never experienced in ten thousand years.

"There is no physical mutation, nor is there any Psionic Energy pollution. That piece of Crystal Labyrinth has simply affected the development of my strength!"

He opened his arms as if embracing the entire universe.

His Warp projection appeared in Pariah Nexus. The projection was huge and majestic, surrounded by countless rotating astrolabes and runes.

It is mankind's ultimate exploration of Psionic Energy, the mystery of the universe, and forbidden wisdom.

That is the projection of the ancient Greek-Alexandrian esoteric science, astrology, magic and philosopher king civilization in Warp.

That's the essence of Magnus.

"After turning back into a human body again and obtaining this body that can perfectly carry my Warp Psionic Energy power--"

His voice became louder and louder, and the projection became brighter and brighter.

"I just understand what freedom is!"

The essence of Magnus is the incarnation of the secret civilization that pursues the ultimate truth.

He symbolizes mankind's ultimate exploration of soul and thinking.

If Guilliman is the Roman-style order, law and Imperium foundation, then Magnus is the Greek-style wisdom, secrets and soul ascension.

You can defeat me physically, you can pierce my chest with a weapon and slit my heart.

But my soul still exists, looking down at you from above.

You will laugh at my cowardice, your self-righteousness, and my imaginative thinking.

But this will always remain true - you can never prove your victory from a mental perspective.

This is one of the manifestations of human philosophical thinking.

And Magnus, as a collection of human beings' ultimate exploration of the soul and thinking, his power of Psionic Energy can even influence Pariah Nexus.

Of course, his strength is not enough to fight against this entire realm of death.

But he can at least guarantee that the human souls here will not be swallowed by the influence of Pariah Nexus.

Those Navigator, those Astropaths, those Chief Librarian, those Sisters of Battle.

Their souls are like being gently held by their mother's hands in the morning light of Magnus.

That light is not powerful, not overbearing, not destructive.

But it's warm, it's firm, it's unshakable.

As long as this place does not affect human thinking, human warships can move freely.

Imperium's fleet began to regroup.

Those ships that lost their direction in Pariah Nexus found their coordinates under the guidance of Magnus.

Those Navigator who were trembling in the darkness reopened their third eyes in the light of morning light.

Those Astropaths who were praying in despair heard the call of their comrades again in the warm Psionic Energy.

In the orbit of Terra, the fleet of Imperial Navy is launching an attack formation.

Thousands of warships are lined up in dense lines of fire, their muzzles pointed in the direction of the Necrons fleet, their engines have been warmed up to the limit, and their soldiers are ready to jump gangs.

"Fire!" the captain of the flagship ordered.

Macro-cannon was the first to roar.

Those heavy artillery and plasma turrets poured out firepower at the same time, and high-explosive warheads and plasma warheads drew countless fiery trajectories in the void.

They are like heavy rain, like shooting stars, like the anger Imperium of Man has accumulated for ten thousand years.

Those warheads landed on the armor of the Necrons battleship, and the explosions of light connected together, dyeing the dark green hull of the ship dark red.

A light cruiser was hit by dozens of macro bombs at the same time. Its Living Metal armor began to deform, crack, and peel during the continuous explosion.

The second wave of salvos followed, and the warheads penetrated through the cracks in the armor and exploded inside the hull.

Dark green fragments scattered in all directions, and the battleship began to tilt and sink, beginning its journey to death.

The light spear fired immediately.

Those high-energy focused rays were shot from the bow of the battleship, and each ray condensed enough energy to melt through the core of the planet.

They are not as violent as Macro-cannon, they are precise, they are deadly, they are like an invisible sword, piercing into the vital parts of the Necrons battleship.

A Tomb Ship was hit by a heavy light spear. The beam penetrated its armor, penetrated its internal structure, and exited from the stern of the ship.

The giant ship's engines stalled the moment the beam passed through, its weapon systems were paralyzed after the beam passed through, and its core exploded before the beam dissipated.

The light of the explosion bloomed in the void, like a faint green flower, beautiful and short-lived.

Plasma torpedoes and Melta torpedoes were launched from both sides of the battleship. They dragged long tail flames in the void, getting faster and faster and fiercer.

Necrons's close defense system began to intercept, and those green energy beams intertwined into a web of death in the void, shattering torpedoes one after another.

But there were so many torpedoes that the close-in defense system had no time to intercept them.

Saturation salvo, this is the most original and effective tactic of Imperial Navy.

Dozens of torpedoes broke through the defense line and hit the hull of a battleship.

The high temperature of the Melta torpedo explodes the moment it contacts the armor. The temperature is enough to melt any known substance.

Living Metal melted like a candle in the high temperature. The plasma torpedo penetrated through the melted gap and detonated inside the hull.

The battleship began to disintegrate from the inside, its armor peeled off piece by piece, its weapons went out one by one, and its core exploded at the last moment, dragging a dozen surrounding escort ships to their death.

Nova Cannon starts charging.

It was a battleship-level subatomic annihilation weapon, and each shot was enough to destroy an asteroid.

The muzzle condensed destructive energy, and the surrounding void began to twist under the pressure of that energy.

Necrons's fleet tried to disperse, tried to dodge, and tried to escape the direction of the muzzle.

But it was too late.

Nova Cannon fired.

The subatomic annihilation warhead drew a white trajectory in the void at such a speed that even Necrons's sensors could not capture it.

It crashed into the center of the formation of the Necrons fleet, and then exploded.

The explosion was not a flame or a shock wave, but the decomposition of the material itself.

Within the scope of the explosion, all matter is being dismantled into its most basic particles.

Living Metal, Necrodermis's body and energy shield - all collapsed like sand sculptures in the white light.

A heavy cruiser was affected by the explosion, and its hull began to decompose in the white light, from bow to stern, from armor to core, inch by inch, piece by piece, until it was nothing.

Whirlpool torpedoes followed.

That is the most terrifying weapon of Imperial Navy. Each one can create micro Warp Rift, which can directly swallow matter and soul.

Necrons's quantum shield is meaningless in front of that rift, and Living Metal's self-repair is like child's play in front of that rift.

A vortex torpedo hit the belly of a Tomb Ship.

The tiny Warp Rift unfolded inside the ship, dragging everything around it into the endless Chaos.

The hull of the giant ship began to twist and fold, and began to be swallowed up by the cracks.