After experiencing war, viruses, death, and defense, many mortals on the front line now have to face storms and cruel psionic powers, and the rainstorm beats the green helmets of those poor people all the time, and even the larger raindrops can make mortals' heads sink.

Their emperor could not protect them, and spells and sorcery sang the praises of the power of the Chaos gods.

Mental power rolls up the storm, gathers wind and air, carries magic power, and lightning surrounds its edge, enough to tear through the strongest fortress, the fortress of the stars, which is in danger.

Fortresses have been uprooted, and even a full Chimera or Riemanus can be toppled at the slightest touch of its weak edge, and as one of the greatest threats to the Human Empire, the Alpha-Class Psionics have erupted with more power than many heretical mortal armies.

The torrential rain brought mud until the metal floor, which had been smashed by heavy equipment to facilitate trench excavation, revealed the dirt that had been enriched with heavy metal for centuries resembled the wrath of a dead man holding down the body of an Imperial Guard soldier, as did a chariot, tank, engine, or heavy machinery.

The hull was buzzing and roaring, but the combustible engine couldn't pull its massive metal body out of the mud with its tracks, and what was usually hard to work and resent, now erupted in an unusually violent rage under the rain of heresy.

Sadistic Storm has divided the battlefield in two, allowing its powerful winds to hinder engines and mud and render mortals ineffective, while leaving an army of demons to deal with weary Space Marines.

But even so, Ed. Feng. Ka was still not satisfied, dozens of heavily armed teams were providing support to this Chaos Wizard, and 500 meters away in front of him was the wizard who would use all his strength.

He was already three meters above the ground due to the powerful psionic static electricity, and countless mortal troops staggered to provide him with enough physical cover, but the five hundred meters around him was still a forbidden area, and it was strictly forbidden for anyone to approach, lest he be torn into a pathetic flesh foam by the overflowing telekinesis.

The wizard's pupils are now completely blue, his pure white hair is not because of age, but because of the irreversible corruption of the subspace, his lilac robe is swaying in the wind, and the bones and crystals in his hands form a complex clock instrument, and the long pole is used as a psionic focus to assist in witchcraft, and at the same time represents his status is extremely high.

The pathetic creature held his head with his right hand, and the psionic energy took the physical world into a strange pale blue lightning, and the power held him off the ground, not to his liking, but to the curse that the use of Chaos subspace energy had to bear, so that he could not move, and was engrossed in the use of psionic energy.

Although his psionic ability tore through the battle line and turned the tide of events, Eddard . Feng. Ka didn't like this situation, mainly because the storm didn't completely change the tide of the battle, and the muddy ground after the psionic storm dispersed would not be easy to march, but would delay the war.

Secondly, for the first time, he felt that his physical mortal was so powerless, and his family honor, bloodline, and many other things could not affect the battle situation at all, but this old thing with a young white head could rely on his spiritual energy storm to show off his power so much.

Why? Is he a wizard? However, he just looked at the psionic talent and indeed surpassed Custer a lot, but this guy's bad mental problems made his psionic energy extremely uncontrollable, this madman who had been wanted by the Imperial Inquisitor for more than ten years, could he be transformed into a family that had existed since the time of Guterra in Enjili?

That kind of dissatisfaction makes Ed. Feng. Ka vaguely expects the wizard's defeat, since the gods have brought the space marines to come, then he has failed, and he wants defeat more than this wizard has won the trust of many warriors.

Anyway, he is in a high position, and his family is powerful, which is enough to protect him, and only the remaining school officials are punished by suffering...

The world's orbital defense system was held to the death by its rebels, allowing Ed to do so. Feng. Card has no fear, they are now the king of the power seal, firmly holding this world, then for him, the harshest thing is just not getting the star whisperer, being slightly taught a lesson.

Compared to the unity of the Aquila, Chaos is powerful but full of internal problems, whether it is their mortal believers vying for power or the constant conflict between the four Chaos Gods, they also loom to maintain the poor and sad peace of this universe.

And just like that weak and sad balance, the hope of this battlefield also lies in the balance that people have been ignoring, in the Star Whispering Fortress, the Chief Star Whisperer brings the four prophets who are still alive and have undergone the test of the Emperor's psionic powers, they are dressed in intricate golden silk robes and hold various magic weapons, lamps, triangulations, and even the Emperor Tarot, but basically they all have the meaning of guidance.

Even if their eye masks were burned by the Emperor's light and turned into a terrible white appearance, their essence was that they were the farthest people in this dark universe, they were not the ones to be protected, but they needed time, a time to break the curse of chaos.

The God Emperor looked at this place, under the gray lumen ball, the incense was spitting out a thick mist, and the precious gems were beaten into powder by the servants, and then the chief of the star language slowly drew the entire gorgeous silver sun on the ground in a position that could not be deviated at all, and the silver gem turned into the lifelike silver sun, which also represented that the star whisperer could make the greatest blessing for the current battle situation.

The chief of the star whispered. "Demonic sadism, how heart-wrenching, we can't help with war artillery, guidance and guidance have been done to the fullest, should have been resigned to fate, but the emperor guided us to break the law of confusion, so that the heretics can exhaust their calculations!"

Although they are blind and deaf, their psionic abilities help them to travel under the light and vastness that no mortal can see, and the gift of the God Emperor has given them countless treatments, honors, gifts, loyalty, strong will, and souls that surpass mortals.

24 days ago, the biggest spell so far, and the nightmare that has the ability to alleviate the situation of the battle, they stood in a circle, around this star, complex prayers mixed with distance psionic energy, but different from the subspace chaos wizards, only bright and gentle, the light of the empire sprinkled on the ground, shining through the lens of the astral fortress, at this moment just hit the eye of the wind.

With extremely accurate predictions and the Emperor's guidance, the lens shone light into the whirlwind, and the psionic ability collapsed as if it had encountered a natural predator, revealing the terrifying eye of psionic telekinesis that wanted to defeat it.

The sudden change caused the Imperial Guard's legions to raise their heads, the Space Marines shouted, and the Emperor's Divine Light pierced the nightmare of the Alpha-class psyker like a legendary spear.

And the original Chaos Wizard's huge psionic load range of five hundred meters expanded again, and the huge static current suddenly engulfed a nearby range of more than a kilometer, and the dozens of heavy weapons guarding him were suddenly overwhelmed by psionic energy, the blue arc crackled, and the wizard's terrifying roar echoed with chaotic psionic energy, like a ghast roaring.

Heavy firearms burst suddenly, and then mortal flesh began to fester, and when thousands of people found out about it, death had already come, and this was the gift of the subspace to mankind, called the blessing of psionic energy, and now it became an outlaw to take its life.

"Retreat, retreat!" Ed. Feng. Ka may have been blessed by his own family bloodline as he said, and when he was so desperate, he was on the verge of spiritual energy decay, so he escaped, but when the soldiers next to him suddenly burst all over his body and died of severe burns, the sensitive-minded general immediately asked to retreat.

Perhaps Caster's loyal servant soul really sheltered his master, and the psionic powers hadn't spread enough to hurt Eddard. Feng. card, so much so that his mount, a Scout Tank, can exit the danger zone extremely quickly, because even the War Engine will be steamed inside by the psionic crew!

And at this moment, the war lord had not felt his heart beating so fast for a long time, and the mysterious and force majeure sense of oppression was like a natural divine punishment, making him feel more afraid of threats and fears than facing space marines.

"That bastard!" "Sniper!" He subconsciously wanted to take revenge, but suddenly stopped, he couldn't take the responsibility of killing the psyker, that would make him "bad", but he didn't want this guy to tear open a crack in subspace, or guide some demon into the real world.

"Damn, it's good that Custer is still here!" He had to miss his lieutenant, and even a Chaos cultist had to be nervous about psionic help and dealing with subspace, and although he didn't have much affection for him, he had to admit that an alpha-level wizard under the imperial standards of intelligence and mental stability was rare.

All kinds of complicated situations gathered here, and the nature of human beings is to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, and soon, he spoke. "The whole army retreats!"

The losses in this war are already too great, they have to fix the situation, and there are still many places in this world where there are many resources that can be extracted, and they can't afford to fight to the end for a star fortress.

The benefits and losses were contrasted with each other, and the rebels began to retreat, but the Chaos Wizard who fell into the psychic backlash did not go crazy, but instead relied on his strong will to fight the Star Whisperers, and the subspace energy was wrapped in psionic energy, relying on the Emperor's light as a passage to get closer to the Star Whisperers' sheltered souls.

Their spell this time is dangerous, the strength of the Star Whisper is not the strength of the psionic energy, but the stability and advance, if the Star Whisperer is eaten by the psionic energy, the defense of the Star Whisper Fortress will also fail this time.

The psionic light made the muddy ground miraculously crack, and the Imperial Guard or Space Marines who emerged from their struggles watched in amazement at how the sky's bright light counterbalanced the storm.

Just when almost everyone was convinced that the Startalkers of the Empire were victorious, a hurried communication came over the Imperial Guard's radio, a woman with a hurried voice, who called herself the Startalker's acolyte, emphasizing that the Startalker had fallen behind in this psionic encounter.

The commander of the 154 Infantry Regiment of the Reich Loande scolded. "Where heretics, how invaded our radio! The Emperor is above! ”

Even Captain Tesk thought that this matter was a conspiracy and nonsense of the enemy, but only the Master Chief looked at the illusory confrontation in the sky and was sluggish for a long time.

His injured arm was temporarily stripped of the shell of the Power Armor, and as a substitute it was wrapped in an icy medical compress that injected hyperactive nutrients and muscle stimulants into the arm to aid recovery.

Ignoring the stinging of the discomfort, the Master Chief took off his helmet and shouted to the radio squad. "I don't know about the witchcraft, but I can sense that the Star Whisperers are really not optimistic."

Space Marines are not as religious as most Imperial servants, and they usually do not worship the Emperor as a god or pray directly to him.

Yet they still have a deep spiritual presence to some extent, revering their primordial bodies and emperors, and drawing strength from their examples.

And the Master Chief, in the questioning tone of many soldiers, asked his heart how to deal with this dark universe if the emperor or the primordial body fell into difficulties like him.

He took a long breath. "My brother, this universe is full of intrigues, I know it very well, and I have even tasted it several times, but I am not afraid of anything, and even if the god of intrigue reveals its power before me, it will be nothing but filthy and lowly witchcraft."

"Remember, we are the emperor's people, remember, death is life, remember, the eagle spreads its wings, remember, for the emperor, for the emperor!"

"I will not let go of hope, we will not let go of victory, and if the Star Whisperers are really in danger, then our inaction is to betray the Creed of the Warband, and give victory to the United States."

"Therefore, I will lead the team again, bring the honor of the emperor, give the world a real light, brothers, I have been seriously wounded, but I understand that victory and hope are not in retreat, but in attack."

Captain Teske shouted, "I don't approve, sir!" You will die, the enemy surrounds our station, thousands, untold enemies, victory is not necessarily there, but death is certain, my angel, do not pass! ”

"You're giving up our sacrifices and efforts, it's not that I'm disgusted with your choice, and I don't think there's something wrong with the warband culture, you can kill me as a mortal with one punch, but..."

"We will pay for you half of the remaining hundreds of brothers, several Levalus, countless Chimera armored vehicles, and put into it what has been preserved to this day, my lord, I want you to think twice..."

The Master Chief looked at the mortal who was now "speaking wildly" and questioned his judgment, but he couldn't be angry, he also understood that this person had put death aside, and now he only saw whether this world invaded by heresy could comfort him through the disaster...

He was a great man, as loyal and strong as he did, and now he almost cried for his brothers?

But things could not be changed, and the Master Chief remained steadfast and long-sighted, and he was not the only one who put death out of his mind, so he only explained it to him. "As you said, there is only one thing I can do now, and that is to lead you to victory!"

"Believe me, just as you rushed into this hell and gave everything, I also have the task that the emperor gave me."

The captain didn't say anything more, but crossed his arms over his chest, and compared to the Imperial Aquila, acquiescing in the eagle's choice...

(End of chapter)