The ship continued to accelerate, and Sub-light Engine continued to push the ship until the speed reached the upper limit.
This is already an extremely exaggerated speed. Under normal circumstances, the speed limit of Imperium and Sub-light Engine is generally 75% of the speed of light.
White Scars's ship itself has been specially modified by them, and its speed can reach 80%. The recasting technology of Men of Iron in the Punitive Expedition period allows them to increase its speed to 90%.
Inside Bridge, the atmosphere was as solemn as lead.
All observation windows have been covered by thick Alloy shields. Mortals crew members are guarding each operating desk, with Servitor and Tech-Priest mixed in between.
Everyone's movements were precise and mechanical, their eyes fixed on the reading screen in front of them, and they deliberately avoided the crazy scene outside the porthole.
Navigator was placed in a specially made stasis chamber filled with Anti-Psychic Field Runes. There was only a thick nerve conduit connecting his violently shaking head to the ship's Master Control System.
The muscles on his withered face were twisted, and his robe was soaked with sweat. Every weak spasm affected the nerves of everyone in Bridge. They were the only Beacon whose fleet passed through this abnormal Chaos storm, at the cost of his soul continuing to burn on the edge of madness.
Jaghatai Khan stood not far behind Mortals Captain Olex, wearing the legendary white Power Armour with flowing silver arc patterns--"Wildfire Armour".
Looking through the screen not far away, he observed the boiling Sea of Chaos in the optical field of view.
There seemed to be a storm roaring silently and gathering strength deep in the silver-gray eyes.
He does not need instruments. The extraordinary perception belonging to Primarch is like the most precise probe, extending out to touch the "vein" of the chaotic space and time.
"Sir, Psychic Power tidal readings have exceeded the threshold! The curvature distortion of space and time has reached a critical point! We..."
Olex's warning was interrupted by a piercing scream, as if glass was torn apart by huge force!
Boom--!!!
Falcon Talon, the flagship of the fleet where Jaghatai was located, shook violently!
It was not the explosive shock of being attacked, but the dying groan of the entire ship structure being pulled by some irresistible terrifying force.
The scene on the screen disappeared in an instant, replaced by an absolute, all-devouring darkness. The harsh alarm was instantly drowned out by a larger roar coming from the void itself - it was the ultimate cry when the structure of space was forcibly torn apart, matter was instantly shattered, and the laws were completely distorted.
Navigator on the side suddenly let out a distracting Psychic Power wailing, as if it had seen some extremely terrifying scene, the Psychic Power on the body overflowed uncontrollably and completely ignited itself, burning to death on Navigation Console.
"Warp Engine! Maximum power! Now!"
The roar of Khan is like Thunderbolt, overwhelming all noise.
Men of Iron's Quantum Communication technology ensures the operation of its fleet's chain of command, allowing the roar of Khan to echo throughout the fleet.
Everyone who was brought back to consciousness by Khan immediately activated their engines.
In the ship's power room, several Men of Iron recast silver-gray Warp Engine roared like never before!
A torrent of dark purple, living-like energy instantly penetrated the hull of the ship, condensing into an extremely sharp purple-black energy spear tip at the bow of the ship, as if it could cut through the origin of the universe!
Tsk--!!!
A tooth-piercing tearing sound seemed to resound directly in everyone's skull. The absolute darkness was torn open by the Spear, which was forged from Warp Storm itself. A huge crack with molten space-time material flowing around the edge!
Within the crack, there was not the expected nothingness, but a whirlpool of more chaotic and blasphemous scenes - the broken Planet wreckage was thrown like a toy, the twisted shadows of creatures screamed in the energy turbulence, and incomprehensible and bizarre colors flashed crazily.
"Maintain course and move forward at full speed!"
Khan gave the order without any hesitation.
Falcon Talon transformed into a roaring comet, with violent dark purple flames spurting out from its tail, and crashed into the crack like Cosmic Scar!
And other ships followed closely behind.
Violent shocks swept through the entire ship again, and the groans of twisted steel and the overloaded explosions of Energy Shield came one after another.
Outside the porthole window is the bizarre Chaos scene that flies by at high speed. The sense of time is completely confused, as if it lasts ten thousand years in a blink, or ten thousand years in an instant.
Just when the endurance of the ship body was about to reach its limit and the structural frame groaned under the strain, in the center of the chaotic whirlpool ahead, a huge outline that could not be ignored suddenly became clear!
A door.
A giant door that is so huge that it is unimaginable, as if it was cast for a star giant!
It floats quietly in the center of the violent energy turbulence, becoming the only stable coordinate point in this Chaos.
The door is tightly closed, and its surface is covered with countless ancient reliefs that have been worn away over time and become unrecognizable. There is a heavy, cold, and eternal breath of death flowing through it. The space around the door presents a strange "calm", like the fatal and false tranquility in the eye of the storm.
However, it is this absolute "stillness" that forms a sharp contrast with the destructive "movement" around it, exuding a despair that freezes the soul.
The ship's hull no longer roars, the red alarm gradually subsides, and a large number of Mortals crew members are repairing the structural damage to the ship's hull under the orders of Tech-Priest.
The fleet briefly stayed in this area.
"Entropy Ashen Gate..."
Jaghatai stared at the giant door through the screen and whispered its name. The details on the door were exactly the same as the phantom Corax had seen before.
That door is the entrance to the cage, and the space behind it is where Rogal Dorn is.
Apart from the danger of traveling through the chaotic outer space, they did not suffer any special attacks.
It seems that even Daemon does not exist in the Chaos storm here.
After briefly confirming the status of the fleet, Khan quickly issued a somewhat outrageous order.
"Lean over."
Falcon Talon adjusted its posture, the engine sprayed out violent thrust, and rushed towards the dead "eye of the storm" suppressed by the giant bronze door.
Jaghatai Khan stood firmly on Bridge, feeling the trembling from the hull under his feet.
The distance is shortening rapidly.
One hundred thousand kilometers...50,000 kilometers...7,000 kilometers...
Just when the distance between the fleet and the giant gate narrowed to less than 5,000 kilometers, a sudden change occurred!
Buzz--!!!
An invisible and extremely huge volley Repulsion Field suddenly burst out from the surface of the giant door!
It's like billions of invisible giant hands slamming down on the fleet at the same time!
Energy Shield acts as a final buffer.
The hull structures of some small Frigate were violently deformed amidst a heart-wrenching crunching sound.
The entire fleet seemed to have hit an invisible wall of sighs, its speed plummeted suddenly, and it was finally intercepted in the void about three thousand kilometers away from the giant gate. No matter how violently the engines roared, they could not move any further!
"Sir! There is unknown energy impacting our shield, and the shield load is close to 80%! The shield is about to fail!"
The voice of Tech-Priest on Bridge was hoarse like metal friction. Bionic Limb and his hands were inputting commands frantically on the control platform, and even afterimages appeared due to their busyness.
Khan's eyes burst with cold light.
"Lance Battery! Maximum power! Make a way for me!"