Gamma smacked his lips as if savoring something. Tormenting this 'demon enemy' who was both his foe and utterly evil truly felt satisfying.
This 'egg' of his was good in every way, except for one thing: it didn't listen to him. He'd given it a bunch of passive skills, but not a single active one.
"What exactly am I?"
Gamma wasn't sure about his own situation, based on what he knew.
A soul's projection in the Warp was like a "flame."
Its function was like a "water pump."
The brighter the "flame," the greater the "water pump's" power.
Ordinary people couldn't use psychic powers because their "power" wasn't enough; they couldn't "pump" it.
The brighter a soul, the more easily it was targeted by things in the Warp.
The brighter a soul, the more psychic energy (Warp energy) it could draw from the Warp, and the greater the probability of the body being corrupted and mutated by Warp energy.
His soul was dark and murky, with no "brightness" at all. Nor could he, unlike what the data stated, see the fluctuations of Warp energy in the Warp through "meditation," "spells," or other means, as normal psykers could.
From beginning to end, all that appeared in his senses just now were the "Gamma's Egg" and demons. Nothing else, nothing else existed.
Now, when he sensed, there was only the "egg" left.
Gamma pondered for a moment, then shrugged and said, "Anyway, I'm not a soulless one. I'm so likable, I have nothing in common with those unlucky wretches who are naturally loathed by people and bothered by demons."
"It's already enough to be content that ordinary demons can't do anything to me. I just don't know if these three demons are truly dead, or if they'll reappear after recovering their strength?"
"I think they're dead, otherwise they wouldn't have been so scared. For now, let's consider how to deal with the Traitor."
"How dare you scheme against me? Watch me not kill you, hmph!" Gamma (╬｀dish´).
Rewind time a bit. After the psychic detection device in Gamma's isolation room detected the demons' psychic energy, the responsible Tech-Priest received an alarm immediately, but he completely ignored it.
Ever since the Great Foundry Temple area was enveloped by Warp energy, this machine would occasionally do this. After many times, the Tech-Priest became numb to it, but he still needed to awaken the machine spirit and make it focus.
Ring the bell.
Light the censer.
Raise the right hand at a 45° angle, and pat the casing.
Wake the lax machine spirit.
Let the machine spirit reinvigorate itself and correctly complete the work bestowed upon it by the omnissiah.
Praise the omnissiah!
(Gamma: Heh, everywhere is a world made up of makeshift teams.)
...
The Traitor Magos, still diligently fighting demons, finally received a reply that the demons had succeeded. This made him overjoyed, and his movements in fighting the demons subconsciously quickened a few points.
Traitor: Sorry, it's a habit...
...
Gamma pondered for a long time and decided it was better not to act rashly. This Traitor had helpers in the isolation zone, and he was isolated and helpless. If he tried to send a message to the Archmagos, it might not reach the Archmagos but instead fall into the Traitor's hands, and then he would surely be silenced.
Zechen Gamma Yu: From now on, my codename is: Emei Peak.
Fortunately, the last demon spilled everything it knew: their plan, their contact methods. Although he couldn't guarantee everything said was true, Gamma had to learn from Governor Ki—believe whatever the demon says.
That was how these psychic-nulls dealt with demon lies.
Demon: I didn't expect him to believe everything...
"Now, all I can do is wait..."
...
"Kill, for the Omnissiah!"
"For the Emperor! Kill!"
The vanguard units of the Combat Engineers and Astra Militarum had already advanced to within dozens of kilometers of the Great Foundry Temple.
From the periphery all the way here, both the Combat Engineers and Astra Militarum had suffered enormous casualties. They needed to attack the demons blocking their way ahead, and they needed to defend against demons attempting to encircle them from behind.
Plague-carrying maggots and flies, either lurking amidst the rubble or swirling in the yellowish-green toxic mist, would seize any opportunity presented by a lapse in vigilance.
Demons required no rest, no food, and not even weapons; their mere presence beside a person was enough to be lethal.
The huge, ugly, and disgusting Nurgle Beasts frolicked happily throughout the entire area. They loved making friends, as simple-minded as puppies from Ancient Terra, eager for attention.
Nurgle Beasts rarely tore enemies apart with claws and teeth; instead, they displayed a strange kind of affection. Those caught would be caressed by their tentacles and constantly licked by their long tongues.
However, for mortals, the "welcome" of a Nurgle Beast was nothing short of fatal. Victims would quickly succumb to disease, be dissolved by corrosive fluids, or crushed beneath their bodies. When the beasts calmed down from their excitement, they would only find their "friend" had become a pungent puddle of pus.
At this point, the Nurgle Beast would feel a hint of sadness that its "friend" could no longer play, but it would quickly be distracted by other things and forget those "old friends."
"The will of these mortals is admirable!" an Iron Knights Space Marine said to his comrade beside him.
From the grilles of the red-gold power armor's helmet came a voice of approval: "Few mortal forces dare to face demons directly. Those with unwavering will are, after all, a minority."
"I heard they were all slave laborers not long ago. To have such a great change in just over a year is truly incredible."
"Their leader, they say, is a child, and the Fabricator-General's son. When I heard our cousins tell me, I wondered if they were playing a trick on me."
A warrior from the Fire Covenant Chapter said with a playful tone, "Hahaha, whenever I think of them saying those things with straight faces, as if they suffered a great loss, I just want to laugh."
"Hahaha, now that you mention it, me too."
"Intelligence from the front reports a Daemon Engine, a Soul Grinder. We need to deal with it."
"Alright, let's move!"
Two Space Marine Chapters would cooperate when needed, but rarely in the form of combined task forces. This was due to differing Chapter cultures, which could lead to conflict, and a lack of tacit cooperation between unfamiliar individuals, which would decrease rather than increase combat effectiveness.
The formation of this Iron Knights and Fire Covenant task force was forced by circumstances.
On the battlefield, the power of the Space Marine was needed to remove 'nails' for these mortal forces, which would speed up the offensive and reduce casualties.
To preserve and conceal their strength, and prevent the enemy from discovering their true intentions, they could only expose a small number of personnel to the enemy, while most remained hidden, awaiting the moment their plan required them.
The warriors of the Iron Knights were equipped with powerful heavy firepower, but when it came to demons and psychic powers, they were less knowledgeable than the warriors of the Fire Covenant, who enjoyed collecting books and knowledge.
Only by forming mixed teams and complementing each other could they maximize the power of this small group of people.
Originally, both the Chapter Master of the Iron Knights and the Chief Priest of the Fire Covenant were concerned that their battle-brothers might clash with each other. They gave individual instructions to each of them before the team was formed.
Unexpectedly, despite their differing Chapter cultures, these warriors quickly discovered a commonality between them—they both didn't particularly like the Ultramarines.
The previously somewhat stiff team atmosphere immediately became harmonious.
In the rear joint forces command center, all frontline battle reports and intelligence were gathered.
Ventris sat before the data console, swiftly browsing through data entries, analyzing them in his mind, and then issuing new orders accordingly.
They could now establish contact with the Great Foundry Temple, but the situation there was not optimistic, with a constant risk of being breached.
Was it a test of endurance? Or should they draw more forces to reinforce the front line?
If they maintained the current state, the Great Foundry Temple might fall before reinforcements arrived.
However, the demon army at the Warp Rift remained inactive, and rashly deploying reserve forces would significantly impact the subsequent plan.
After much deliberation, Ventris decided to mobilize reserve forces to break through the blockade and relieve the Great Foundry Temple.
The battlefield changed in an instant, and plans could never keep up with changes. Seeking a "complete victory" often resulted in losing everything. Preserving the Great Foundry Temple meant at least not having to fight on two fronts, allowing them to consolidate all their forces to deal with the Warp Rift.
"Notify the Astra Militarum, Graham's 201st Regiment, Walmani's 11th Regiment, Combat Engineers' 46th Regiment, and 33rd Regiment to proceed to..."
"Report, Inquisitor Griffin has sent back intelligence!"
"Read it!"
"The demon army is moving!"
"Bang!"
Ventris slammed the table, his eyes burning with fierce battle intent, yet he spoke with extreme calm: "Immediately notify all senior commanders, the Magos, Isaac, and Priest Colin, to the command center!"
...
Location: Great Foundry Temple, position: city walls, character: the Traitor Magos, still diligently fighting demons.
Before joining Chaos, demons fought me, and I fought demons.
After joining Chaos, demons still fought me, and I still fought demons.
Did I join Chaos for nothing?
It was understandable that the Traitor would have such doubts in his heart. He had been fighting demons so diligently recently, more diligently than he ever had before joining Chaos.
Before the demons succeeded, he didn't want them to breach the city walls so quickly, as this would affect his plan.
So he pulled out all the stops and fought the demons diligently.
After the demons succeeded, he wanted them to breach the city walls quickly, to continue his plan.
So he wanted to go easy, but he had been so diligent before. If he suddenly stopped being diligent, how would others see him? Data doesn't lie, and he didn't want to be suspected, so he had to keep fighting the demons as diligently as before.
Useless! All of them are useless! Can't you try harder to breach the city walls?! I'm talking about you, you useless demon! What are you looking at?! Look at my Relic Hand Cannon!
"What is your duty?"
"Only the Emperor's vision!"
"What is your fealty?"
"Even death is my fealty!"
"What is your death?"
"Annihilation of soul is my death!"
"Who are you?"
"We are the Emperor's Angels of Death!"
Priest Colin stood on the high platform, delivering a pre-battle sermon to the Space Marine standing solemnly below, which was both his duty and his mission.
Space Marine Priests are special existences within a Chapter; they are the Chapter's spiritual leaders and the most knowledgeable individuals concerning the Chapter's faith.
This knowledge is put into practice as Priests are responsible for the spiritual well-being, discipline, and faith of their Chapter brothers.
The connection between Space Marine and their Priests is very strong; a Priest appears in a Space Marine's life after he is chosen as a novice, responsible for teaching him as he grows into a true battle-brother.
If you encounter a Space Marine on the battlefield wearing black power armor, a skull helmet, wielding a Crozius Arcanum, and muttering incantations.
You had best understand what he is reciting and loudly praise the Emperor along with him, while also removing your helmet to reveal your perfect and pure skull, proving your loyalty; otherwise, the Crozius Arcanum might make negative-distance contact with you.
If this Space Marine Priest tells you his name is Asmodai.
Immediately, by all means you can think of, kill yourself, and be quick about it…
(Asmodai: I think the Primarch looks like a Fallen Angel! Should I make him repent?)
After confirming that Nurgle's Demon Army at the Warp Rift had been drawn out, the second phase of the plan was rapidly deployed.
The enemy faced this time was Nurgle's Great Unclean One, who had corrupted and destroyed countless worlds; no one could guarantee that they could resist the influence brought by the Great Demon.
A pre-battle sermon was absolutely necessary, and no one was more suitable for this task than Priest Colin, a son of… cough, the Fire Covenant.
This was something the Iron Knights' Chief Priest begrudgingly admitted after communicating with Priest Colin, feeling both angry and admiring.
The second phase of the combat plan was straightforward: to rapidly penetrate the Warp Rift, concentrate all top-tier combat power, and expel the Great Demon before the demons could counterattack, closing the Warp Rift and completely ending the war on Thedan.
The main assault was spearheaded by the Iron Knights Chapter, who excel at using firepower to destroy all obstacles in their path.
The Ultramarines assisted in commanding the mortal forces, following behind the Iron Knights, setting up defenses along the line to ensure rear safety and an escape route.
The Fire Covenant, possessing extensive knowledge of the arcane, would work with Inquisitor Griffin to suppress and weaken the demons in the area most heavily affected by Warp energy, where the rift existed.
Finally, Captain Ventris and Chapter Master Isaac would lead the Space Marine veterans to confront the Great Unclean One directly, expelling this obstacle blocking the Warp Rift.
Does it feel like something is missing?
What are the Tech-priest doing in this plan?
Well, that…
Because the Magos, in previous combat meetings, proposed plans that were generally "humanitarian" in a damaging way, which made the commander's face turn a bit green, and all their proposals were rejected, infuriating the Magos to the point of preparing to act independently.
These proposals included:
Converting all wounded soldiers unable to continue fighting into combat servitors;
Equipping frontline soldiers with bomb backpacks, requiring them to immediately launch suicidal attacks on high-value targets upon discovery;
Surgically removing the brain tissue responsible for "fear" from soldiers' brains.
Equipping troops with more powerful rad-weapons and rad-bombs.
…
Magos: Is there any difficulty? It's already more simplified than the Adeptus Ministorum's version, so simplified it couldn't be more so. You can't even do this, you bunch of insects! How can we save our great Thedan with you all!
Commander: Are these Tech-priest insane! How crazy must one be to say such things with a straight face! The plan was formulated today, and we'll be hanged by a soldier uprising today!
Engineer: Now do you know why we are loyal to our eternal leader, Young Master Gamma? It's because we don't want to fall into their hands again… What was mentioned above is just the most insignificant reason; the most important is Young Master Gamma's charismatic personality and noble character!!!
Differences in values led to the Magos and commanders looking down on each other, each believing that following the other's proposals would surely lead to losing the war.
Therefore, while ensuring the technical needs of the combined forces, the Magos were also preparing their own plans.
However, the problem the Magos faced was that they had no troops; yes, that's right, Archmagos Will arranged for them to merely accompany the army to increase their participation.
Thedan, having just endured a brutal civil war, had its military strength plummet to an all-time low, even lower than when the Forge World was first built.
Archmagos Will recovered some strength through his "sons," but was unwilling to further deplete his forces, so he came up with the idea of using Tech-priest to fill the numbers.
The value of a senior Tech-Priest is an unquantifiable question; how many troops he can replace is even more of a metaphysical question, depending on what the Tech-Priest has on hand and what he can craft from found materials.
Fortunately, those who came to reinforce were all Regent Ji's subordinates, well aware of the Archmagos's calculations; while a bit displeased, they also knew that they wouldn't be stationed on Thedan indefinitely and had to allow the Archmagos to preserve his strength.
Otherwise, as soon as they left, Thedan would be destroyed.
Both sides tacitly agreed.
The Archmagos packed all the idle Magos into the combined forces; he also preferred them out of sight, out of mind, so there were indeed quite a few Magos among the combined forces.
While Priest Colin was giving spiritual buffs to the battle-brothers, a internal meeting of the Adeptus Mechanicus was also being held at the Tech-Priest's station within the combined forces command.
"According to my calculations, the success rate of their plan is less than 27%," one Magos stated.
"You still overestimate their ordinary combat power; how can weak flesh defeat demons?"
The Magos, skilled in human augmentation, heard this and said angrily:
"They are too ungrateful! So many people beg me for augmentation surgery, and I don't even bother with them. Now I offer it for free, and they still refuse, foolish meat-bags!"
"We cannot rely on them; the success rate of our plan is much higher than theirs."
"Now that the preparations are complete, let's wait and see; once they fail, we will execute our plan directly."
"Hmm, we can only wait."
So what was the Magos' plan?
This goes back to when the Magos completely despaired of these flesh-bags; to save their property, to save the Forge World, they decided to risk their lives to solve the Warp Rift.
(Archmagos Will: Did you forget who else you need to save?!)
All the treasures they had accumulated over a lifetime were stored in the laboratories at the Great Foundry Temple; they had only come to fulfill the Archmagos's assigned task, so who would bring good things with them? Just bringing some escorts or castellan robots was enough.
But they never expected that shortly after they left, their home would be assaulted and surrounded by Chaos, with the constant threat of becoming impoverished Tech-priest, reduced to tragic Magos with no fixed abode in their old age, forced to sell their knowledge to maintain dignity.
By the Omnissiah, which Tech-Priest could endure that?
To avoid this unfortunate outcome, the Magos united as never before, even more united than when they fought over the temple.
They all pointed at each other and swore by the Omnissiah: We will fight the demons to the death! If I die, my property is yours; if you die, your property is mine!
Uh… this oath seems a bit problematic…
But it doesn't matter.
To put aside their traditional internal strife and disputes, and unify without a leader, was an incredible step forward.
After unifying their thoughts, the Magos quickly discovered a problem when formulating their plan—they had nothing…
Their forces consisted only of themselves and their escorts, and their weapons were only the techno-relics they carried with them. While these were indeed a formidable force not to be underestimated, their opponent this time was Nurgle's Demon Army, and the former had no right to even contend with the latter.
Even if they wanted to use their knowledge to create high-power weapons, they lacked the materials for production.
They were Tech-priest, not Ork Meks; they couldn't just cobble together incredibly 'waaaagh' weapons from a pile of junk.
But the omnissiah would not block the path of His Priests; the Omnissiah would bring clear water to His thirsty lambs.
Just as the Magos were lamenting that they had the will to kill the enemy but were powerless to turn the tide, that dignified Tech-priest were being literally stifled by lack of materials.
They received a report from a lower-rank Tech-Priest who was salvaging debris from the former temple ruins—no, recovering submerged technological treasures: they had discovered a still-operating plasma reactor.
Magos: Praise the Omnissiah, my property is saved.
A plasma reactor is an advanced energy supply device. Basically, spacecraft, planetary settlements, Hive Worlds, space stations, some vehicles, and other large facilities in the Imperium are powered by plasma reactors. It generates electricity in the form of high-temperature plasma produced by fusion reactions.
(Gamma: Is fusion reaction very advanced? I feel like I could use it even without transmigrating!)
After confirming the news about the "plasma reactor," the Magos' thoughts were: I'm going to blow up the demons and the Warp Rift together!
As early as the 2K era, humanity's most powerful weapons were "atomic weapons," and by the 42K era, "atomic weapons" were still strictly controlled "world-ending weapons."
The Magos did not want the fusion materials in this operational reactor; what they truly wanted was the reactor itself, which was still functioning normally and capable of creating the conditions for fusion reactions.
Theoretically, all matter can undergo "fusion reaction," but the lightest matter requires the lowest conditions for reaction, and heavier matter requires higher conditions.
However, even the conditions within a star cannot meet the fusion reaction conditions for "certain matter"
But the great omnissiah granted grace to humanity; the Omnissiah bestowed blessings upon humanity.
Humanity in the Golden Age had already built "plasma reactors" capable of burning most of the matter in the universe.
This grace given by the omnissiah still shines upon humanity in 42K.
Not all Magos were part of the "Property and World Salvation Plan."
The reason Tech-priest often fight among themselves is that they like to classify things, just like classifying matter or living organisms; if they share a common characteristic, they can be grouped together.
This aligns well with the Omnissiah's doctrine: clear, rational, and logical.
However, people are complex, differing in personality, preferences, and talents, so there can be too many classifications.
As a religious group with a tripartite god, and each understanding of the same god varies, their ideologies and doctrines also differ.
This leads to such fundamental problems that no Tech-Priest dares to claim they know how many "legitimate" and "heretical" factions the Adeptus Mechanicus truly has; only Mars knows best.
And these are just the major issues. If you put it on an individual Tech-Priest, five people can form ten groups, ten groups being the mathematical limit and the normal Tech-Priest's limit, but not the black Tech-Priest's limit—they'll cram in demons.
Therefore, the Tech-priest in the allied forces are nominally unified but are actually various small groups, and these small groups then form two large groups.
The "Will Party," primarily composed of Forging Priests, can also be called the "Old Man Party."
The "Gamma Party," primarily composed of Magos Lauster, can be called the "Son Party."
The "Old Man Party" consists of: Forging Priests who benefited, their students, followers, subservient Tech-priest, and Tech-priest who wish to be subservient but haven't succeeded yet.
The "Son Party" consists of: Magos and Tech-priest from the original gathering place, failed Forging Priests, and Tech-priest inspired by the Gamma series.
The "Son Party" is smaller in number but has close ties with the engineers, and because their gathering place has been continuously supplying the allied forces, they have good relationships with the commanders. Currently, they have a home-field advantage over the "Old Man Party" in the allied forces.
The "Old Man Party" is larger in number and has more technical knowledge reserves, but with more people comes more divided minds, and they are marginalized by the commanders. Being on away ground, they are currently at a disadvantage.
The two parties currently have no conflict of interest, so they maintain an outwardly harmonious appearance while secretly guarding against each other.
Magos Lauster: I have no desire to be the leader of this "Son Party."
Gamma: I want to be the leader! I want to be the leader! I am the leader, Magos Lauster, you still have to…
The primary goal of the "Son Party" is to quickly reach the Great Foundry Temple to retrieve Gamma, and incidentally, take away the meager assets of the "Failed Magos."
Therefore, their forces are concentrated on the "Reinforce the Great Foundry Temple" front.
The "Old Man Party" Magos have too many immovable assets within the Great Foundry Temple area: large relics, large laboratories, vast collections, etc. Their goal is to ensure the Great Foundry Temple is not destroyed.
So their goal is only one: destroy the Warp Rift.
Thus, the "Son Party" did not participate in the "Old Man Party's" plan.
…
Returning to the "Plasma Reactor," the reason the "Old Man Party" Magos wanted the "reactor" itself was not because they lacked the technology to make atomic weapons, but because they lacked the materials to make them. The Imperium and the Adeptus Mechanicus have always strictly controlled "extinction weapons."
For example: Deathstrike missiles carrying atomic warheads.
Such "atomic weapons" possess immense destructive power, and thus, deploying them without just cause and clear purpose is punishable by death. These weapons are also referred to as "Doomsday Ordnance" by the Departmento Munitorum.
Obtaining deployment permission for these weapons is a process fraught with religious and administrative complexities, potentially taking months.
Although the Imperium frequently issues "Exterminatus" orders, it maintains a very serious attitude towards actions that destroy an entire planetary biosphere and all life on a world.
This action is only employed in extreme circumstances:
One, there exists a potential or actual extinction-level strategic threat on the surface to the entire Imperium, which could spread to other Imperial worlds.
Two, it is only used when the cost of controlling or reclaiming a world for the Emperor is deemed too high, or when the threat of mutation, disease, or Chaos heresy spreading to other parts of the Imperium is too great to be contained by conventional means.
Therefore, for the Imperium, Exterminatus is rarely issued on planets of great strategic value or critical importance.
Typically, the order can only be given by a high-ranking officer from the Astra Militarum, Imperial Navy, or Astartes Chapter, or by an Inquisitor.
Moreover, the Imperium will investigate any signed "Exterminatus" order, and even if a shred of evidence is found during the investigation that the Exterminatus was not necessary, the signatory of that "Exterminatus" will be executed.
The most widespread rumor about "Exterminatus" in the Imperium is: everyone who signs an Exterminatus order will die, either on the execution ground or by assassination from the Assassin Court.
It is precisely because of such strict management that Forge Worlds, as producers of these "world-ending weapons," also have extremely stringent control over raw materials.
Taking Thedan Forge World as an example, its factory for world-ending weapon raw materials requires a personal handwritten directive from Fabricator-General Will, multiple verifications, and accompaniment by a custodian to enter. All visual data of activities inside are permanently preserved.
Suffering from lack of materials, like a clever cook without rice, the "Old Man Party" Magos now have the "Plasma Reactor." It can fuse most materials, and with some modification, it becomes an atomic weapon of immense power.
Tech-priest: The principle of utilization is the same, so why can't the purpose also be the same?
But after an on-site investigation of this "Plasma Reactor," they discovered a problem: the reactor was quite large and inconvenient to transport.
This problem might be an issue for ordinary Magos, but who are they? They are Magos on Thedan who can thrive in the Great Foundry Temple, not ordinary Tech-priest.
After a complex ritual, the sacred blue-white plasma sparks inside the Plasma Reactor were extinguished.
Disassemble!
Under the personal hands of the Magos, the reactor was quickly disassembled into parts and then properly transported to a pre-prepared secret base.
In the secret base, these parts will be modified, and once reassembled, they will bring doomsday to the demons and peace to Thedan.
…
Inside the Great Foundry Temple isolation zone, a bored Gamma was still venting his "brat power."
The Great Machine God's Sixteen Universal Laws had been thoroughly mastered by him, and his strength had surged by "one goose."
Gamma found that while his energy was overflowing, his physical strength hadn't grown at all; there was no possibility of him turning from a Tech-Priest into a muscle-bound one.
"Which one doesn't get along with the green maggot again?"
Gamma muttered to himself as he jogged.
"Red Bull or Blue Bird? And he also fought with Purple Snake over a wife."
"Red Bull's power is the most related to the body among the four."
"Blue Bird's change just offsets the green maggot's stagnation."
"Purple Snake's lust helps the bull, but the eggshell doesn't listen to me!"
Gamma was idle now, so he used this ample time to ponder how to solve the "not growing up" problem. He thought that since the problem was caused by Nurgle's Demon Army, the solution must come from other demons.
He would have to deal with demons a lot in the future. If demons didn't come looking for him, he would have to seek them out for help.
With his passive abilities, he wasn't afraid of ordinary demons, but there was no need to actively provoke Greater Daemons and their masters, because Gamma remembered that there were cases where untoucheables were forcibly warped.
Logically, it shouldn't be possible, but the Warp never follows logic, so he'd better be careful.
Fearing that he might accidentally blurt out names he shouldn't while pondering, thus inviting trouble.
Gamma directly acted on himself, using self-suggestion to replace all the names of Khorne, Tzeentch, Slaanesh, and Nurgle in his mind with Red Bull, Blue Bird, Purple Snake, and Green Maggot.
This was too simple for Gamma, who could create "hentai artifacts."
"I know too little about psychic powers, only a general idea. I need to collect books on mysticism and psychic abilities in the future."
"Uh… did I forget one?"
"Oh right, how could I forget the Emperor, that yellow-skinned guy!"
The Emperor: Hahaha, today I'll add another black bean to your bowl. When the bowl is full, we'll settle accounts!
"The Emperor's Living Saints and the Cursed Legions can also be considered demons."
The Emperor: Hmm, say that again. This time I'll add ten for you.
"What would be the effect of eating the Emperor's Living Saints?"
The Emperor: …Assassin Court! Assassin Court! Come here!
"Forget it, how is that different from cannibalism? I am loyal to the Emperor, right…?"
The Emperor: Without the "right," I could still forgive what you said before. This time this bowl is full, I'll give you a new one!
…
"Attack, eliminate these abominations!"
"For the Emperor!"
"Bring Vulcan's wrath upon the demons!"
"Burn the Emperor's enemies!"
With the Iron Knights as the spearhead, and the Ultramarines, Fire Covenant, and mortal troops as the shaft, the allied forces' strongest spear pierced the heart of Nurgle's Demon Army.
Archmagos Cawl's congratulatory gift for Lord Regent Guilliman's return was not just bigger, fiercer, stronger, and even smarter Primaris Space Marine.
It also included the Archmagos's technological culmination of ten millennia:
Superior performance Mark X Tacticus Power Armour.
This power armor combines the advantages of all power armor models since the Horus Heresy and the latest developments in power armor technology. It features a modular design, making it more versatile than its predecessors, with each Mark X power armor able to adapt to different mission requirements by swapping external armor components.
In addition to the new power armor, Archmagos Cawl also prepared superior weapons and more advanced armored vehicles for the Primaris Space Marine.
Mark II Cawl Pattern Bolt Rifle.
Plasma Incinerator (more stable, more powerful).
Redemptor Dreadnought.
Invictor Tactical Warsuit.
Repulsor Transport (anti-gravity).
Astraeus Super-heavy Tank (anti-gravity).
Stormraven Gunship (aerial vehicle).