Chapter 160

Only the three girls standing together, their figures etched in the fading afterglow of energy like silhouettes of deities of a new era, were engraved in the eyes and souls of all the survivors.

Fulgrim, the prince favored by Slaanesh, has been banished by a combined force, reduced to ashes, and returned to the insatiable turmoil of the Warp.

At this point, the entire room fell silent.

"That should be fine," Xiao Huasheng said, pouting slightly as she looked into the deep pit.

Instant kill!

Seeing that there was no risk of Fulgrim being resurrected, Xiao Huasheng turned his gun on the other Slaanesh demons who were fighting.

Upon seeing Xiao Huasheng, their eyes lit up, and some even moved closer to her.

"This is our Lord's choice!"

"Ah... it's so beautiful."

"Please grant me death!"

"Please! Please grant me the same end! Kill me! Let me also experience that ultimate, blissful return to nothingness!" More demons uttered similar, frantic, and devout pleas.

These bizarre Slaanesh demons excitedly approached Xiao Huasheng, and even the well-traveled Xiao Huasheng couldn't help but mutter "perverted."

Xiao Huasheng, however, didn't tolerate it and directly joined forces with Reni and the Queen of Hatred to clean up the battlefield.

They ignored the Imperium warriors' attacks and even actively faced the bombs and chainsaws, all to rush towards Xiao Huasheng faster and more unhindered.

The scene was extremely bizarre; it was no longer a charge, but a grand and frenzied collective sacrifice, as if Xiao Huasheng was not an executioner, but a savior who could lead them to a higher level of pleasure.

But she clearly didn't have the patience to satisfy their perverse desires.

"Reni, Abomination, clean up the trash." She gave the concise order, her gun already loaded.

"Understood, boss!" Reni responded excitedly, and her magic wand flashed again.

"Whoa! Destroy evil! Purify them!" The Queen of Hatred raised her magic wand high, her blue hair flowing, eager to act.

Xiao Huasheng said nothing more, but calmly pulled the trigger.

Bang bang bang bang!

Each bullet seemed to adhere to the heads of these Slaanesh demons as if it were glued on, without lingering at all.

It was nothing but spraying and firing; bursts of energy shot from the gun barrels, piercing the Slaanesh demon's head without any resistance.

The Queen of Hatred and Reni also used their magic wands to unleash energy wildly in all directions.

The three of them were incredibly efficient.

In a short while, only a handful of Slaanesh demons remained active on the battlefield, and the last few were completely annihilated by Xiao Huasheng's gunshots and the aftershocks of Abomination and Reni's magic.

As the last trace of Warp corruption subsided, the unsettlingly sweet atmosphere and eerie whispers on the battlefield gradually disappeared.

The crisis is now over.

Around the deep pit, the originally grotesque and Distortion otherworldly vegetation and the bewitching and eerie Slaanesh totems were all reduced to pale ashes, which slowly drifted away with the scorching wind.

On the battlefields of the Human Imperium, the devastation silently testifies to the extraordinary battle that had just taken place.

The survivors struggled to crawl out from behind the partially damaged hull and bunkers.

Most of them were wounded, their uniforms torn, their faces covered in ash and blood, their eyes filled with a mixture of bewilderment at surviving a catastrophe, a deep-seated weariness, and a shock akin to faith.

These are the Emperor's Angel!

They looked at Xiao Huasheng, their eyes filled with expectation.

Then they moved silently and slowly, beginning to drag the bodies of their comrades from the rubble or to help up the groaning wounded.

The warriors of Astartes also began to move, and the surviving Space Marines walked silently across the ravaged battlefield.

They carefully examined each fallen brother, regardless of which chapter they belonged to, to determine whether their condition was such that they would return to the Golden Throne or whether there was still a possibility of saving them.

These Space Marines retrieved the precious Gene-seed of fallen monks, picked up broken power weapons and badly damaged armor, and every movement was filled with a ritualistic solemnity.

Their gazes occasionally swept in the direction of Xiao Huasheng, and those gazes no longer held their usual coldness, but rather a complex emotion mixed with approval, and even a hint of barely perceptible respect.

The entire battlefield, under the management of the surviving Imperium forces, is slowly and painfully returning to order.

Xiao Huasheng gently blew away the non-existent gunpowder smoke from the muzzle and looked at Vulkan.

"Alright, that's all. We should get going; we don't have much time left," Xiao Huasheng said, looking at Vulkan, who was recovering halfway through his recovery.

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Vulkan looked at her, and after a moment of silence, finally burst into a wry smile.

I underestimated you. I'm sorry.

Vulkan showed her respect, rising shakily from the ground and bowing to her.

Xiao Huasheng waved his hand and chuckled, "Time's running out, let's finish quickly so I can go do something interesting."

From there, the team continued their journey toward their objective.

In Warp.

S-Sis licked her lips and teased, "Xiao Xiao is really something... I'm really going to come and play with you."

As she spoke, a portal opened in front of her, and S-Sis no longer hesitated, separating a portion of her essence to enter it.

The gate to the Webway was shaking violently at this moment.

The Emperor's avatar, seated atop the Golden Throne, suddenly opened his eyes.

"Have they arrived?" he murmured, slowly descending from beneath the towering Golden Throne.

When the Adeptus Custodes saw the Emperor was about to move, they hurriedly went to greet him.

"Prepare to resist the invasion of Chaos." The Emperor's avatar spoke in a cute voice, but his eyes shone with golden light as he stared intently at the gate of the Webway.

Dora Cawl.

Oh no, it should be Salibelli Cawl.

The Great Sage was intently watching the situation on the Mars battlefield, eagerly awaiting the arrival of someone.

Suddenly, a faint grinding sound of gears broke his reverie.

A priest in a red robe slipped silently into the room, the soft hum of several intricate mechanical appendages emanating from beneath the hem of his robe.

Most of his head had been replaced with SilverAsh sensor array, with only his jaw retaining human skin, which was now stiffly opening and closing as he uttered his synthesized voice.

"Great Sage," the priest's voice was a flat, electronic tone as he spoke slowly, "A guest has arrived, right at the door."

Cawl's massive mechanical body paused slightly.

"Are they here?"

Should I invite him in?

"No need, I will receive him personally."

I have indeed been hearing Omnissiah's revelations frequently during this period...

Perhaps this person is destined for us, and that day is coming sooner than expected?

The great sage pondered silently.

"Then I shall take my leave, Great Sage." The priest nodded slightly and prepared to depart.

But Cawl called out to him.

"There's one more thing," Cawl said without turning his head, fiddling with the machine in his hands.

"What is it, Great Sage?"

"When did you even get here?"

A port on Cawl's left arm, originally used for precision welding or sample collection, silently adjusted its angle, emitting a faint blue glow.

The priest's mechanical appendage, which was about to slide out of the doorway, suddenly stopped.

The only sounds in the room were the low hum of the servers and the faint rustling of liquid flowing through the power lines.

"Great Sage...what makes you say that?" The priest's electronic voice remained steady. "I have served the Temple of Data Archiving for..."

Buzz!

His words came to an abrupt end.

A highly condensed, extremely hot plasma beam shot out violently from the port of Cawl's left arm without any warning!

The beam of light was breathtakingly precise, instantly traversing the distance between the two men. With a terrifying hiss of melting metal and brittle bone, it pierced directly through the priest's head, which was covered with a sensor array!

The immense kinetic energy propelled the priest's mangled body backward, slamming it against the cold metal wall before it slid softly to the ground.

The air was filled with the pungent smell of ozone and burnt organic matter.

However--

Cawl slowly turned around, his massive mechanical body emitting a heavy grinding sound.

His multiple prosthetic eyes coldly locked onto the corpse that should have been completely dead.

The "priest" whose skull was burned through by plasma did not bleed or have any brain tissue flowing out.

Instead, what flowed from that terrible wound were Distortion, ever-changing, seven-colored flames!

The "corpse" began to twitch and swell unnaturally.

The red robe was torn apart by inhuman force, and the mechanical appendages beneath Distortion, melted, and reassembled into bizarre tentacles and bird claws covered in evil runes.

At the wound ablated by plasma, seven-colored flames surged wildly, reshaping a head with no fixed shape, only constantly changing beak-like protrusions and countless glittering, treacherous lights.

A maliciously gleeful voice echoed in the room.

"You're really clever. How did you find me?"

The demon slightly opened the door, revealing behind it the Thousand Sons.

Cawl remained silent for a moment without answering the demon's words, but instead revealed his weapon. "The Reality Veil is more fragile than ever before. It seems something major has happened on Terra as well."

The demon was not annoyed that Cawl did not answer him.

Instead, the Tzeentch before them revealed a sinister smile, "Yes... a very important matter. Join us, Great Sage, and come closer to the true Omnissiah."

Cawl's response was to fire the first shot.

At this moment, the compass in Xiao Huasheng's hand was shaking violently.

The direction pointed to by the Compass of the Stars is unpredictable.

"Where is the person we're looking for? Why is his space moving around so freely?" Xiao Huasheng couldn't help but ask.

She was now invisible, leading everyone forward at an extremely fast speed.

[Perhaps someone got there before us.]

After a brief moment of thought, Angela gave her answer.

Xiao Huasheng frowned slightly; there was no doubt that this was a situation she absolutely did not want to see.

She will be leaving in a few hours.

Once she's gone, who knows what the world will become?

Perhaps the Human Imperium will be destroyed because of this?

Xiao Huasheng couldn't just stand by and watch these people die; she was determined to accomplish this.

Angel are not saviors, but she could not stand idly by in the face of such a situation.

Soon, she witnessed firsthand what had caused the incident.

In the direction that the Compass of the Stars ultimately points to, a gigantic heterogeneous structure has appeared.

This area should have been a huge foundry.

However, the place is no longer what it used to be.