Duanmu locust rushed forward again.

The furious Destroyers lunged upon him, witnessing how their original body had been humiliated and killed by the other, but they did not retreat or fear. Raging rage burns in their hearts, they have nothing to fear, all they want is revenge and destruction!

However, in the face of absolute power, their determination is meaningless.

"Bang!!"

Duanmu Huai slammed headlong into the world killer who was in front of him, allowing the latter to hold the blaster against his chest, and the bullets roared out of the blaster, hitting Duanmu Huai's armor, and then bounced aside. Duanmu Huai took advantage of the situation to knock him away, and then smashed down with a hammer——— and the whistling war hammer smashed his head, directly smashing the world killer in half from the middle.

That's right, smash, the warhammer looked sharper than the sharpest power sword at the moment, it smashed the world's head, vertebrae, sternum, two hearts, and then all the way down, directly smashing him into two halves of flesh and blood.

Another snarr rushed forward and swung his sword at Duanmu Huai, slashing at his neck. However, his blade suddenly stopped in the air, and O'Gis reached out, invisible silk threads wrapped around the power sword, forcibly stopping the Elder from further action, and then Lorena stepped forward with an arrow, leaped up, raised the Holy Book in her hand, and smashed it head-on at the Elder of the World.

Marius led the warriors of the First Company forward, and the demons they encountered were so ferocious that they were completely taken by surprise, but they continued to advance, fighting, raising their blasters and wielding their chainsaw swords to destroy all enemies who dared to stand in their way.

Duanmu Huai rushed in front of the demon brain, and the latter let out a terrifying scream, and the fierce sound turned into a piercing sound wave that exploded, which was extremely headaches.

However, this is of little use to Duanmu Huai, he is the god of destruction, the god of destruction, and for him, what the monster in front of him is nothing more than the dying struggle of a mouse blocked in the corner of a wall.

"Die —————!"

The war hammer in Duanmu Huai's hand swung forward, smashing directly into the depths of the huge brain, and the black flames suddenly erupted, completely devouring this terrifying demon from the inside out.

The brain exploded, turning into blurred pieces of flesh and plasma, and the piercing screams came to an abrupt end, Duanmu Huai stopped, retracted the war hammer, and turned his head to look, there was nothing left but corpses.

"Is it over?"

Marius, covered in blood, stepped forward and asked, while Duanmu Huai smiled.

"The end? Company commander, you think too much, this is the beginning. I told you, this is the realm of tyrannical rage, and every fight we have here, every killing, increases its power, it's an unsolvable cycle, and as long as we continue to fight here, then those subspace demons will reappear. And the more subspace demons we kill, the stronger the power of the evil gods will be. ”

"It's unimaginable."

Marius frowned.

"So, what can we do now?"

"Get out of here, and destroy this battleship completely."

Duanmu Huai turned away.

"You've seen what you want, and unless you want to catch a demon, I'd suggest we get out of here. Reporting to Kiliman is the first thing, isn't it? ”

"As you say."

Marius glanced at the bridge again, everything was in tatters, even the Contemplative Terminal and the maneuvering system had been destroyed in the previous battle, and it was impossible to re-operate the ship.

"Let's get out of here."

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Looking at Marius's report, Killiman was silent. He just looked at the image in front of him over and over again, which was recorded by the Ultramarines such as Marius, and the image of the inside of the Clock Tower. Bloody, a world full of destruction and death, twisted and mutated Astarte, and evil monsters.

"So, that's what you see."

Killiman looked at Marius, who nodded.

"Yes, my lord, that's what I saw, what I experienced."

"So, it's all true, they betrayed us, betrayed the emperor, with the existence of some kind of subspace......... Or rather, the demons have made peace with the unholy forces of the subspace, forged some kind of evil pact, and twisted into something we cannot comprehend. ”

Kiriman sighed.

"To be honest, I don't know how to fight it, I know how to fight against most things, and I can even definite how to fight the warriors of the Astarte Legion, although the idea is quite heretical. But what about demons? It seems to me that after the Council of Nikea, we have voluntarily abolished the only weapon in our hands that can stand up to subspace, and we are now in great need of think tanks. After all, we don't even know what to do with those monsters right now. ”

"Hmph."

Hearing this, Duanmu Huai snorted coldly, the Nikaia Conference was a meeting held by the Emperor at the end of the Great Expedition, and its main topic was the use of psionic people in the legion. Eventually, the Emperor issued what became known as the "Edict of Nikea", stipulating that the Astarte Legion was not to use any psionic powers except for the Navigators and Star Whisperers, and that the Think Tank Department was to be disbanded, and that the Genogens were to refrain from using any of their existing psionic abilities.

It's simply the best portrayal of food waste due to choking.

What's even more ridiculous is that the emperor banned think tanks and psionic energy on the front foot, and went to build psionic networks with the technology of the Spirit Clan.

The realistic version only requires the officers and soldiers to set fire to the people and does not allow the people to light the lamps, the double standard is disgusting, and he himself uses psionic energy unscrupulously, as if "no one knows subspace better than me, so you all have to listen to me".

Both stupid and imbecile.

And Kiliman continued.

"We should ask for the reinstatement of the think tank, and if we have the opportunity, we may not be too late and there is no way to do it. But if we survive, we must overturn that pardon. As for now, we can temporarily regroup those think tanks in the name of military requisition........."

At this, Killiman paused.

"It's as if some had expected Nikaia to leave us defenseless, as if our enemies knew what was going to happen, so they orchestrated events that would cause us to voluntarily abandon the weapons we had when the time came."

The question is, who is this person?

Well, Duanmu Huai voted for the emperor.

He had never had a crush on this LYB, not at all.

"So, my lord, how are we going to face the Seventeenth Legion?"

Someone asked.

"Can't we take the initiative and take them down?"

"I can't."

Killiman shook his head.

"We do have the evidence, we have the witnesses, but we can't afford to be surprised. Moreover, I believe that most of the Astartes will not understand our orders, and perhaps we will only bring confusion to them by forcing them to give them. ”

Indeed, the Thirteenth Legion is in some ways the most normal, they are not as nibble as the space huskies of Riemanus, nor are they as foolish as the sons of Horus, nor are they as fanatical in their beliefs as the Whisperers, and they are as rigid and masochistic as the Fist of the Empire.

So if they were ordered to attack their fellow citizens without any reason, such an order would definitely cause unimaginable confusion and confusion to the Ultramarines.

"There's still time."

Killiman was silent for a moment.

"Theoretically, we could, on the grounds of military relocation, move their troops and soldiers to other places, those that do not pose a threat to us for the time being. At the same time, we have to be very vigilant, and as soon as they open fire on us, we will launch a counterattack. In any case, we can't do nothing and watch as Cowes and Otmara are destroyed by them. ”

With that, Killiman looked at his warlord.

"You need to be responsible for all of this organization to make it look like a normal military move, and not to let our brothers get any grip on it, and politely but firmly demand that they must act as they are told."

"What happens if they don't choose to fight back?"

At that moment, someone asked again.

"They'll fight back."

Killiman's expression flashed with grief.

"If Horus, Loga, really betrayed the Empire, then no matter what, they would have attacked. For them, it just takes a reason, an excuse, whatever it is. They won't know that we already know their secrets, and we don't have much time left. ”

"Or, I can get them to speed up."

At this moment, Duanmu Huai intervened and spoke, and everyone looked at them.

"Accelerate?"

"That's right, the Inquisition fleet can appear in Coth, I believe that when those mongrels who believe in evil gods see the Inquisition's fleet, they will definitely choose to jump over the wall——— since this slut is also here, then they must remember the battle against the sixty-second expeditionary fleet in the Inquisition of the Eastfan system, and our presence will make them panic, and they will most likely act early."

"Theoretically possible."

Kiliman paused and nodded.

"I see, then please, Grand Inquisitor."

"Leave it to me."

Duanmu Huai smiled coldly.

"This time, I promise that this old boy will never be able to escape."

He had wanted to beat up this bastard for a long time.

Duanmu Huai had even begun to imagine how beautiful his scream would be when his thunder hammer smashed into Erebas's abominable face——— it would be a very pleasing sight.

(End of chapter)