Just as Perturabo was locked in a death battle with Cthulhu, his consciousness gradually sank beneath Cthulhu's mad whispers and gaze. Indescribably distorted visions began to emerge at the edge of his sight, and the enormous suction-cupped tentacle was about to seize him completely and drag him into the abyss of eternal madness—
"Something's coming!" Luke, lying on Lion's back, abruptly raised his head. Though weak, he still keenly sensed an eerie divine pressure rapidly approaching!
Lion and the others abruptly halted their breakout, then charged forward even faster! Whatever was coming, they had to break through the encirclement first!
However, something strange happened.
Not far ahead of them, a massive spherical object slowly drifted through the sky.
It was an eye.
A cold, indifferent eyeball as enormous as a star.
Around the eyeball revolved a ring of steel that seemed to be made from the remnants of shattered planets.
It gradually came to a stop, hovering silently as it gazed upon the chaotic battlefield. Its focus was unmistakably fixed on the Abyssal rift that continuously spewed filth!
With the appearance of this giant eye, an eerie, ethereal Celestial Voice, as though it came from the end of the universe, rose from faint to powerful and gradually enveloped the entire area.
Strangely, this decadent sound had no obvious effect on Horus, Sanguinius, the other primarchs, or their warriors.
But the Abyssal corrupted beings that had been attacking madly, including the mighty Cthulhu, underwent a drastic change in their behavior!
The tentacle that was about to completely bind Perturabo suddenly froze. Cthulhu let out a roar mixed with fury and an indescribable terror, shifting its main attention toward the giant eye in the sky.
The other corrupted beings also seemed to have received some highest-priority command. They abandoned their prey one