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The battle between the Primarchs was integrated as a constant in a calculation program, ultimately leading to a calculation result - if we can help Sanguinius defeat Magnus at this time, we will learn this after the war. The Iron Lord will be very happy with the news.

For this purpose, the scholar raised a scepter topped with gears and a skull with straight and straight lines.

In the subspace, the power of the entity formed by the gathering of spiritual energy matrices that grew under the protection of the cold sun was affected, and the inexhaustible power in the supreme sky was drawn into the real universe.

The temperature within a hundred kilometers of the scholar is dropping sharply, and even the gas components that make up the air have condensed into ice.

Matter is changing according to the will of the scholar.

Magnus, who was fighting with Sanguinius and wielding his scepter, suddenly noticed something, but before he had time to react, he suddenly appeared at the top of the Antarctic mountain the next second.

The clash of weapons sounded.

Magnus saw a scepter inlaid with gears and an iron man's skull, catching the scepter he swung before he could stop his strength. It was a defense containing psychic energy.

An iron man's straight head stretched out from under the scepter, and the two sides looked at each other.

At that moment, Magnus sensed the majestic psychic energy that astonished him, and saw an entity sheltered and growing safely under the icy sun of the Warp.

The entity looked strange.

It's huge.

Like a city.

A maze-like city.

But when Magnus felt that his will was being pulled and thrown out, and the subspace entity in front of him gradually shrank in his field of vision, he realized that it was not a city, but a piece of land that had been magnified countless times and extremely Sophisticated processor!

The processor in the field of vision shrunk to the extreme, and finally only darkness remained.

Fire burned in the darkness, and something cold and iron-like was coming towards Magnus.

The severe pain was transmitted to Magnus's brain. It was not physical pain, but severe pain with psychic components.

The illusion in front of him disappeared. Magnus lowered his head and saw the long sword burning with psychic flames that broke through the material body from his chest.

When he turned his head, he saw Sanguinius standing behind him, thrusting out his sword with anger.

But in front of him, the iron man was using his spiritual energy to erode and distort the soul of the demon primarch.

But at this moment, Magnus woke up from a dream.

"brother……"

Sanguinius heard the voice coming from Magnus's mouth, a voice that contained no sarcasm or hatred, but was simply an expression of pure emotion.

The word "brother" even made Sanguinius stunned for a moment, then he drew his sword and caught Magnus's falling body.

"I can feel..." Magnus lowered his head and looked at the wound on his chest, "Some things... are leaving me... but they are coming back soon..."

Sanguinius didn't hear clearly.

And Magnus didn't care whether he heard it clearly or not, and continued to talk to himself: "Convey it to me... convey it to... to..."

Sanguinius listened quietly.

But before Magnus could finish his words, his expression suddenly became as ferocious as before, and he tried his best to release psychic energy on Sanguinius.

Sanguinius subconsciously stepped out of the way when he saw the change in Magnus's expression, but Magnus' psychic energy was not released.

When the scholar clenched his fist hard and closed the five steel fingers, the soul of the demon primarch collapsed.

There was a lot of will in that shattered soul.

Some of them are well-intentioned, some are malicious, some think that they are still the original body of the human empire, and some hope to use all means to destroy the entire real universe for Tzeentch.

These soul fragments all have one characteristic - they cannot remember everything that happened from the last time they left the subspace to the present. This is the negative impact of soul fragmentation.

One of the souls of Magnus howled ferociously when it returned to the subspace, issuing curses and threats to the real universe, and finally left behind a Rubik's Cube-like thing.

Sanguinius picked up the Rubik's Cube. He saw that the surface of the object was printed with twisted words and had spikes. It looked very evil.

"Primarch." The scholar saluted Sanguinius, and the eye viewer projected a ray of light that enveloped the entire cube.

Sanguinius nodded and handed the cube to the scholar.

The scholar observed it carefully, tried to detect it with psychic energy, and then realized that this was not a simple thing.

"What is this?" Sanguinius asked.

A cold mechanical voice came from inside the scholar's head: "Maliciousness from subspace."

Sanguinius glanced at the Rubik's Cube and flew to the planet where the C'tan and the Demonic Army clashed.

The scholar, on the other hand, uses psychic energy to seal the Rubik's Cube.

But it clearly knows that the things contained in this Rubik's Cube are purer and more terrifying than those from any of the four evil gods. Even if it does nothing but seals the Rubik's Cube, it cannot maintain the seal for too long. .

But the Rubik's Cube isn't the pressing problem right now, the demons are.

Joining the fray, Sanguinius hovers in the air, searching for the most threatening individual among the daemons before swooping down to slay them.

But Sanguinius inevitably attracted the attention of the demons.

The demon prince who was fighting Qin Mo jumped into the air, grabbed Sanguinius' ankle and threw him into the demon army. Eight bloodthirsty demons immediately pounced on him.

Sanguinius was unable to fight so many demons at the same time, and was knocked down after blocking two slashes. The demons swarmed forward again, trying to get the soul out of the living metal on the spot.

Dimensional lightning hit the location where Sanguinius was, and the eight demons dissipated instantly. Then Qin Mo led the Burners and Mimics into the siege, cleaning up the demons near Sanguinius.

In the face of enemies that may be wiped out by fire and lightning, the fact that the demons can fight so far is a testament to their courage. When Magnus's disappearance was discovered, the helpers recruited by the demon primarch immediately gave up. Quit.

Groups of demons quickly escape from the real universe and return to the subspace by fighting each other, until all demons on the entire planet disappear.

Chapter 471 The so-called defeat is like a mountain.

As the battle rages on in the system of the Great Evil, the vast Tyron fleet is still reclaiming more worlds, driving their enemies from Tyron's Gate at a speed that depends on their speed of sailing.

For those who follow the Lord of the Maelstrom, they have already failed in this war when they settled down after the Battle of Beijuku Hive City. The war has only progressed to this point because of inertia.

inertia.

All objects in the real universe have inertia, not just objects, but things are the same.

When Huron and his army realized that they had been defeated, they could not immediately declare the war failed and then run all the way out of the Tyrone sector and rush into the Eye of Terror or the Maelstrom.

In those galaxies at Talon's Gate where the war has not yet ended, the enemy's escape and bloody battles coexist.

Some Space Marines may have fled a month ago, while others may still be fighting on the battlefield against the Tyronian Army and the Space Marines who support them.

Those renegade mortal legions similar to the Voskani Iron Cavalry may have arrived at the Maelstrom at this time, or they may be being dropped into the war zone on transport ships.

If you want to ask the latter: What are you fighting for?

The latter themselves don't even know what they are fighting. Anyway, they have various reasons to continue fighting. The inertia brought about by the huge war gives them a series of things that give them reasons.

Like a huge machine that turns on and drives forward using the flesh and blood of soldiers as fuel, it relies on inertia to slide forward to complete destruction after losing its meaning and ability to function normally.

Defeat is a foregone conclusion, and neither those who have run away nor those who have not run can change this fact.

For Huron, the leader, the concept of a crushing defeat was reviewed more clearly. He could not immediately order the troops still fighting to get out of the battlefield immediately because of poor communication.

He also had no way to obtain the situation on every battlefield on the front line, because the mountain of reports and requests for help had caused his command system to collapse.

Some warbands loot the supplies of another warband they once fought with as they retreat.

The warbands who worshiped Khorne helped the Tyronians slaughter their own people, and then launched counterattacks against the Tyronian artillery fire and fought to the death.

Some conspirators and careerists suddenly realized that this defeat was a good opportunity for them. They tried to use the trouble caused by the defeat to kill their battle brothers or superiors, so as to seize their Terminator armor or power.

In some mortal legions, Chaos believers tried their best to squeeze into a transport plane during the evacuation from the planet. They listened to the officers' remarks about faith and gods, and recalled their dead wives and children or The husband then shot his superior during a breakdown, seized control of the transport plane, and ran to a world outside the Gate of Tyrone to become a refugee.

There were also some mortal soldiers who were tricked by their commanders into shooting and killing each other, just because their commanders wanted to shock the survivors with a little tragedy.

The bloodletters who had failed to kill during the defense of Tyrone targeted the evacuation ship and slaughtered the mortal soldiers of Chaos inside. In their panic, these mortal soldiers had no idea why the angels of God would slaughter them.

In short, everything can be seen in this situation of overwhelming defeat.

As for Huron, the Lord of the Maelstrom, the Lord of the Red Pirates' eighteen thousand Space Marines, the Black-Hearted King... He doesn't care about the plundering of other warbands or the chaos caused.

Only when his confidants report that a ship in the Red Pirates has been plundered by other warbands, and that the ships are all your followers, will Huron be furious and send out warships to kill all the warbands who dare to offend him? Clean until all their armor paint was wiped off.

Huron would even order the seizure of some warband ships.

Those warbands that could be won over had long been taken away by Huron's personal orders and arrived on the Red Pirates' flagship. The warband lords and Huron stood hand in hand by the portholes and laughed as the torpedoes of the Red Pirates warships blew up other warbands. ships.

The Chaos warbands who once fought alongside the Red Corsair Space Marines who shouted for the Lord of the Maelstrom did not receive fair treatment from Huron when they were defeated, but Huron was not afraid of being disappointed.

Because in the eyes of the Black Heart King, those war gangs who are not used by him and are eyeing the red pirates with sufficient supplies...

These livestock warbands can always disappear for a period of time with only a few people dead, and then suddenly a large group appears again to rob a certain ship of the Red Pirates, a certain void stronghold... Finally, in the Red Pirates Fortress When there is a big move, he shamelessly stands up with a lewd smile and asks the Black Heart King to give him a chance to drink soup - just like before the start of the Tyrone War.

They are as tough as weeds and as cheap as pigs and dogs.

Just like the wild monsters that were regularly refreshed in games with inferior mechanics on an ancient game console in Badaburi that Huron had seen.

But the warbands also knew what Huron feared.

Before and after the order to retreat was finally made public, many warbands would kidnap Huron's former veterans of the Star Claw Chapter, or a Red Corsair recruit who was particularly loyal to him, or... some mortals who followed Huron.

At this time, Huron would personally go to the ships of those war gangs to negotiate with them, exchange the people back with generous supplies, and then retreat with those war gangs when his own fleet has the advantage.

In Huron's eyes, revenge does not necessarily have to happen now. He has plenty of opportunities and means to kill everyone in the war gangs who dare to covet the people he values ​​most at the lowest cost, and these war gangs will also be attacked in the future. While playing with death, I thought it would be nice if the person who killed me was someone as easy to talk to as Huron.

In short, regardless of what happened to the other warbands and other mortal legions, whether they stayed in Talon to fight or ran away, the Red Pirates successfully evacuated.

Although the number of people has shrunk from tens of thousands close to the size of the legion to more than 18,000, it doesn't matter. Anyway, there were less than 10,000 Star Claws when they defected. As long as the Star Claw veterans are still alive, the scale of the Red Pirates will only become larger. A matter of time.

As the flagship turned into the maelstrom, Huron realized one thing, that is, the words spoken by the Four Gods and their lackeys must be farts appropriately.

"A big hole has been made in the center of the Tyrone star sector. Demons can invade at any time. The entire star sector is as fragile as a piece of paper."

"The Lord of Tyrone has been brought into the subspace. Keep fighting. Victory will definitely be yours."

"The great evil star aspect, this is the curse used by the Eldar God to deal with the Star God. Believe me, we can take down the Lord of Tyrone and his Star God companions in Elona."

Thinking of these words, Huron, standing by the porthole, couldn't help laughing.

There are many Star Claw veterans on the bridge, and they are here to report what happened.

In the corner of the bridge there are many pieces of armor belonging to the dead of the Red Pirate Warband. It is an iron law set by Huron that these armors must be found and passed down.

Now that so much armor is here, you can imagine how much the Red Pirates paid.

"Hahahahaha!" Huron was still recalling the words of the gods and their lackeys, listening to the explanations and promises the four gods kept saying in his mind, and laughing at them with a sarcastic laugh.