Fortunately, Gauss and other violent Ogryn warriors just stared at this side and had little desire to attack.
Their attention quickly turned to the remaining daemons of Nurgle.
They began to chase after the Nurgle demons who were screaming in fear and trying to escape back.
"Thank goodness they kept their sanity..."
Dovaro breathed a sigh of relief.
He and the Primaris warriors had already behaved themselves and quietly retreated a distance, fearing that they would anger those damn Ogryns.
"Boss, do we lose to Ogryn?" Primaris, a rising star warrior, realized this problem and asked with a bitter face.
Today, not only are the Rising Star Warriors inferior to Ogryn in cultural studies, they are also far inferior in combat effectiveness.
Those violent warriors grabbed the most victories and glory.
"This...can't be considered a loss..."
Dovaro took a deep breath and tried to explain, "How can this be considered a loss when it comes to the Space Marines?"
Then came more words, such as "violent bloodthirst", "Emperor, that's not normal", and "We still have a chance".
This caused many Primaris Space Marines to lower their heads, and an awkward atmosphere filled the air.
"well!"
Dovaro pushed aside the corpse of a corrupted giant fly and sat dejectedly on the ruins: "Brothers, our future will be difficult..."
Due to the previous incident of Ogrin mocking him.
The Nova Marines have become synonymous with the uneducated among the Ultramarines' extra-curricular children, attracting the attention of the Imperial Regent.
Moreover, they will have to attend classes and train with Ogryn afterwards, and they are almost deeply bound together. Their every word and action is under the attention of everyone and the Imperial Regent.
What's more, this is a comparison between the Primaris, who claim to be the elite of the empire, and the stupid subhuman Ogryn. Can pure-blooded humans be inferior to subspecies?
The more outstanding and glorious those Ogryns are, the more dull and dim they, the Primaris, appear.
The Empire places great importance on genes.
People would think, they are all genetic descendants of the original body, so why are there such big differences? Is it a genetic problem?
It was precisely because of the Primarch's excellent genes that Ogryn was able to undergo a complete transformation. Even his elite warriors who used the Regent's genes could not compare to him.
This would bring shame upon the Imperial Regent.
Judging from the current situation, the Nova Marines represent not only themselves, but also the Ultramarines and all the descendants of the Ultramarines.
Everyone hopes that the Rising Star Warriors can make a comeback.
In this case, Captain Calga would have to torture himself often, right?
"Damn Ogryn..."
When Dovaro thought about what might happen in the future, he put on a mask of pain and felt suffocated.
Suddenly, melodious music came from next door.
The Ogrins had finished the battle and were now gathered together to play sacred music praising the Savior, seemingly trying to calm their previous violent temper.
They tried hard to regain their sanity and appeared quite gentle and elegant.
Aside from the blood and flesh stains on his armor, there was no sign of his previous violent appearance.
dripping~
A drizzle fell from the sky.
I don't know if there was something wrong with the weather control device, but only half of the rain containing diluted purification agent fell, and all of it fell on the Nova Warriors.
Dovaro and others were drenched in the cold rain, and they felt very cold in their hearts.
He gritted his teeth and looked at the Primaris: "In the name of the Gene-Father and Regent of the Empire, we must fight to the death.
We must end this shame with our own hands. From now on, we will learn from what Ogrin learns and do better.
I don't believe I can't defeat those Ogryns!"
This captain's decision gave rise to another versatile and even more bizarre chapter in the galaxy...
——
Axe Cathedral.
At this moment, the cathedral was on full alert. A huge three-legged corruption machine nearly one kilometer high was floating in the sky, taller than any previous corruption machine.
It is the core of the corrupt network of this planet and even the entire galaxy. It is embedded in this space with some chaotic technology, and its three huge legs extend into the void.
The corrupted machine was originally hidden, but the Savior's reconnaissance team found it using sorcery to detect the creation.
As soon as it was discovered, it sensed the threat and started operating in advance.
A terrifying chime rang from the corrupted machine, a countdown of some kind beginning.
The sickle-shaped hands on the three clock faces spun backwards madly, the hollow sphere pulsated at a migraine-like frequency, and the vicious liquid inside continued to spread corrosive evil energy.
This makes the shadow of the Garden of Nurgle behind him clearer.
"Quick, gather and build a defense line!"
Tens of thousands of elite Space Marines and Primaris quickly deployed defenses at key locations in the war zone to defend against possible demons at any time.
Boom boom boom——
One after another, sacred ashes were launched at the corrupted machine, constantly weakening the fel energy barrier created for it by the Garden of Nurgle.
Under the burning of the holy light, the fel energy barrier was like glass about to shatter, crumbling.
whoosh!
The gorgeous shuttle landed in the center of the Cathedral Square, and the savior, dressed in dark gold armor, walked down the gangway, looking imposing.
He looked up at the gradually solidifying shadow of the Garden of Nurgle in the sky, his brow furrowed.
"The Corruption Machine is anchoring the passage leading here from the Garden of Nurgle. We must destroy it quickly!"
Ron began to understand why Yax in the original timeline fell so quickly.
Once this thing anchors the passage to the Garden of Nurgle, the Nurgle demons will be able to reach the planet along the passage with impunity, and no matter how many troops the Empire has, it will not be able to stop them.
Moreover, the corrupting energy of the Garden of Nurgle will completely transform this planet into a plague planet, making it difficult for the Empire's army to stay and fight here.
They were forced to evacuate.
Fortunately, I found this corrupt machine in advance and got a chance to catch my breath.
Unfortunately, there is not much time to catch our breath.
Because he had already seen the black dot in the shadow, which was the huge Plague Ark, and there were even more powerful beings watching covetously and could cross the boundary at any time.
But in any case, the presence of two Primarchs on Yax greatly increased the chances of winning this defensive battle.
"The Regent has already gone ahead with the Sisters of Silence and is waiting for you inside..."
Ultramar's second-in-command, Ultramarines Captain Calgar, had been waiting for a long time and spoke with a slight bow.
As he saluted, he noticed the legendary equipment worn by the Savior - Glory and Arbiter, which was one of the favorite weapons of their genetic father Guilliman.
The corners of Karga's eyes twitched, and he couldn't control himself for a moment.
After their genetic father fell into sleep, these two legendary weapons have been placed in the Primarch Museum and carefully maintained.
The chapter leader had been envious for a long time, but he didn't dare to even think of using blasphemy.
Sadly, during the Battle of Macragge, these two legendary weapons, along with many more treasures, were stolen by an unknown entity.
For this, he repented for a long time and felt deeply guilty.
For half a century, the Ultramarines have been trying to find it, but have failed.
Some clues even point to the Primarch of Hope, the Demon Eater.
However, without concrete evidence, the Ultramarines could not rashly go to investigate and offend a Primarch.
Now, the truth is revealed.
"By the Emperor, the case has been solved. It was the Savior who stole the weapon!"
Karga screamed in his heart, but tried hard to control his expression and not reveal it completely.
He stared at the two legendary weapons and stammered, "Sir, these two weapons..."
"Oh, you mean this sword and Bakuya?"
Ron patted the weapon on his waist and smiled gently: "I picked it up in Magkula. I didn't expect it to be so useful."
Calgar froze for a moment. The sudden answer left him speechless, and he cursed inwardly:
"This person actually admitted it himself. Could it be that he picked it up in the weapons hall of the Primarch Museum?
Why not just take the Primarch's throne as well!"
He felt uncomfortable when he thought about the blame and guilt he had suffered for this matter.
"What's wrong? Is there a problem?"
The savior's eyes were clear, and he didn't seem to think there was anything wrong with him picking up some equipment.
"Nothing... nothing. Please follow me. The Regent is waiting for you inside."
Calgar didn't continue discussing this issue. He didn't dare to say anything or ask anything. This was not something he was qualified to ask about.
You can't say you hope the Primarch steals things, right?
Moreover, this being had come all the way to save their genetic father.
Ron led the Thunder Guard Champion and followed Calgar into the barrier, and everything around them immediately became filthy.
There are signs of corruption and desecration everywhere.
They soon found Regent Guilliman, who was standing before a strange, inverted altar, with the Sisters of Silence guarding him.
This will prevent the Imperial Regent from being further affected by evil energies.
But it must be said that where the Sisters of Silence exist, the corrupt evil energy is indeed isolated and the air is much fresher.
Ron was even thinking about whether he should train a group of silent nuns himself, even if it would be nice to just optimize the environment.
He looked towards the altar.
The altar was engraved with three red circles symbolizing the god of plague, and the breath of plague flickered between the evil symbols.
A wooden statue of the Emperor, arms outstretched in blessing, was hung upside down on the altar, its head, hands, and feet severed, and other parts bearing marks of desecration.
Next to the statue is a small statue of the Loyalist Primarch, which also shows some signs of desecration.
Ron saw a statue of himself in it, which was exactly like the lifelike one.
"This is what my brother used to defile this planet."
Regent Guilliman stared at the filthy, corrupted machines overhead and suddenly said, "However, during the Nikaea Conference, he was the one who was most opposed to the Librarians and the Warp's psionics...
He has degenerated into someone no one recognizes."
"Perhaps, we will be able to catch that guy soon and let him know what regret is."
Ron has prepared a special "Emperor's Love" sacred urn bomb for the big moth, which will definitely make the other party feel the deep fatherly love.
He was a little impatient.
"Mortarion is not here."
The Regent turned and looked at the Savior: "If he were here, I would feel his presence..."
He hoped to confront his fallen brother and put an end to this as soon as possible.
However, although Mortarion has invested a lot of effort and resources in the hospital world of Yax, he does not seem to be planning to show up here.
"Then let's destroy this damn place first. It should be time."
Ron could feel the fel barrier weakening and about to break, allowing him to directly attack the corrupted machine itself.
Once the core of this place is destroyed, Yax can be declared safe.
As soon as he finished speaking, a warning came from the communication channel, asking the soldiers under the corrupted machine to avoid the collapsed buildings.
Wave--
The fel barrier shattered like foam.
The aftermath of the bombardment caused the cathedral's dome to collapse, revealing more of the sky and the corrupted machine.
It can be seen that the chain-like plague energy spreads and connects to the altar.
Boom!
Ron used his psychic power to stop the flying rubble and destroy it, while other warriors also dealt with the collapsed wreckage in various ways.
"This sword can destroy it."
Regent Guilliman drew the Emperor's Sword smoothly, and the blade immediately began to burn as soon as it left the scabbard.
"It's worthy of being the empire's most legendary weapon. It's so powerful..."
Ron looked at the burning and dancing sword blade with a little envy.
This is simply the eternally burning holy light and the infinitely refillable single holy urn bomb.
He was a little curious about how the Emperor's Sword caught fire. The machinery that made up the sword was hidden in the blade and hilt, and nothing could be seen.
But there's definitely some kind of subspace mystery involved, not just simple science.
It's a pity that Lao Ji treasures this holy sword so much that he is unwilling to lend it to himself for research.
Perhaps it was because his savior had a criminal record, and he was worried that he would pick up the sword and not return it, or that he would dismantle it and not be able to put it back together.
Wouldn't he cry himself to death?
"You are not welcome."
Guilliman raised his sword high, and the burning holy light pushed back the shadows.
He stared at the altar before him and the runic chains connecting the corrupted machinery. "Everyone, go back to the Warp!"
After that, it's just a simple sword swing.
This Emperor's Sword is a curse to Chaos. It easily cuts through all the rune chains and destroys all connections.
Afterwards, the jump pack on Guilliman's back activated, and he suddenly leaped up and flew towards the corrupted machine in the air.
More golden flames erupted on the corrupted machine.
The Emperor's sword cut through a leg of the corrupted machine like butter, and the complex, rotten parts fell down.
After losing a leg, the corrupted machine tilted, the ticking clock no longer sounded accurate, and the vicious liquid in the hollow sphere continued to slosh.
Guilliman took a breath and attempted to attack again.
However, the savior's voice of warning came: "Lao Ji, make way!"
He subconsciously looked down and saw that the brother was carrying a huge launcher. The mechanical device at the front opened, revealing more warheads.
Seeing this, he quickly dodged.
Bang bang bang——
The launcher first fired several sacred urn bullets, hitting various parts of the corrupted machine to weaken the evil energy, and then more hot melt bullets flew out.
The melta missiles completely destroyed the key nodes of the corrupted machine, causing the entire machine to collapse and fall to the ground, raising countless dust.
"Sure enough, this thing is still effective. Otherwise, how long would that guy Lao Ji be able to chop?"
Ron dropped the transmitter and clapped his hands.
He looked at the wreckage of the machines and warned, "Don't burn all of this stuff. We'll need to take it away and study it later to find a way to enter the corrupted network."
In addition to some small complete corruption machines, this big guy also needs to be studied.
The great wizard from the Black Abyss has already led the black oil guys to form a temporary project team, ready to study this thing carefully, and the Queen of Black Machinery will also come to help.
Of course, that's not free, he has to sacrifice his looks.
Guilliman landed on the ground, his brow furrowed. "I have a bad feeling this isn't over yet..."
"Quick, everyone, get out of that ruin!"
When Ron heard this, he immediately felt like he was facing a great enemy and ordered all the soldiers to retreat to a safe area away from the ruins.
The danger is coming, and it's big!
According to his experience, you can ignore what others say, but you must be cautious about what Lao Ji says.
If even he, who often falls into traps, senses that something bad is happening, then it must be something bad, more real than pearls, and can be called a prophecy of the law of cause and effect.
Because that was a premonition that Lao Ji had developed after suffering countless sneak attacks and beatings, and with countless painful tears and blood!
"Attention all departments, immediately activate the ultimate defense facilities and prepare for war!"
Even though there were no signs, Ron still ordered all defense and attack measures to be activated.
Hundreds and thousands of super-heavy artillery pieces and dozens of sacred urn bombs of various types entered the pre-launch state, aiming at the area where the ruins were located.
Many high-ranking Grey Knights, their bodies inlaid with sacred bone urns, are ready to go.
Such a formation, coupled with two Primarchs, is enough to ensure that any demonic existence will never return!
"Alas, what a pity..."
Ron stood beside Guilliman, feeling quite emotional.
All this was originally prepared for the big moth, but I wonder which of Nurgle's kind father's favorites will benefit from it.
The moment all the defense and attack facilities were activated, a shock wave of evil energy erupted from the destroyed clock, and foul wind blew in all directions.
"My Lord, a rift is forming and we can't close it!"
The Chief Librarian stumbled back, flashes of psychic electricity crackling like whips, lashing the remains of the cathedral.
He looked like he couldn't hold on any longer.
Fortunately, the savior used his psychic power to help the chief think tank and saved his life.
The unnatural wind was extremely fierce.
The Thunder Guards and Grey Knights lowered their heads in the strong wind and were pushed back, their boots rubbing against the ground, sparks flying.
Regent Lord Guilliman plunged the Emperor's Sword into the ground, and flames flowed from the edge of the blade and surrounded it, forming a golden shield to block the violent wind.
Ron stood behind Lao Ji, his eyes fixed on the crack.
"I am the fifth beloved of the plague, the second lost one..."
A shrill and terrifying voice rang out from the cracks in the warp, encircling all areas and sending chills down the spines of all who heard it:
"I am the guardian of the final hour. I cannot be killed. I have seen the end of time, until every atom decays..."
From the crack, a black, wavy, gelatinous substance gushed out, enveloping the entire mechanical ruins, making them even darker and more corrupted, and further restraining them.
Reshape it into a hideous and hideous demon body.
Black, rotting skin formed on the machinery and broken stones, the rotating gears entered the heart, and the tips of brass and iron turned into claws.
Huge demon wings grew out in a few seconds, and the irregular bones creaked.
Finally, a skull like a giant horse grew out, with burning yellow mist in its eye sockets, spreading endless malice.
The abominable creatures of Nurgle, like a combination of man and horse, appeared before the people, and a suffocating stench of decay filled the entire area.
More Nurgle demons appeared behind him.
At the same time, the shadow of the Garden of Nurgle, which had been extinguished, reappeared, almost occupying the sky.
Everyone could clearly see that seven huge rotten void whales - Plague Arks, were flying towards this side, getting closer and closer.
Each one was larger than an Imperial battleship.
That is the real army of Nurgle. The Plague Ark seems to want to crash directly into this planet through the crack!
roar--
The terrifying Nurgle being leaned forward and stalked over, staring at everyone and roaring, "I am Karama, your executioner, and I will be your burial companion!"
The roar of the fifth favorite of the Lord of Plague almost suppressed all sounds, making the entire area silent.
"No, how do you do things?!"
The Savior's voice, full of disappointment and inappropriate reprimand, startled the invading Karama and the Nurgle demons.
Cast your gaze over here.
However, the other party did not notice them.
Such neglect caused Karama to become furious, with thick yellow mist coming out of his nostrils: "Savior?!"
The being was inside the golden shield, immersed in the communication: "You guys over at the Mechanicus, hurry up! They've got all the Abominations in place. What if they get away?"
???
Upon hearing this, Karama and other Nurgle demons suddenly had a bad premonition.
In an instant, the surroundings became shiny.
Buzz~
In the distance, the core of the sacred tower that had been secretly assembled long ago burst out with brilliant sacred light, transmitting that light to the diamond-shaped mechanical towers surrounding the cathedral.
Afterwards, these mechanical towers emitted one connected wall of light after another, all projected around the ruins.
This scorching holy light formed a huge circle of light, surrounding the ruins, and the circle was constantly shrinking, forcing back the darkness within.
At the same time, it also illuminated the white sacred ashes around it.
Ron finally ended the call and looked up at the ferocious demon in front of him: "Ah, were you looking for me just now? What's the matter?"
Karama looked at the overwhelming energy of the cursed and the cursed weapons that surrounded him, and was stunned for a moment.
It's like a fugitive who is at a loss and surrounded by spotlights.
His power instantly collapsed in front of the savior, and he subconsciously took a step back with a rumbling sound.
It seems like I came at the wrong time