In Warhammer, I am Ultraman Noah

The time when the subspace shadow is covered is earlier than people expected. Even the Emperor himself needs some delay to feel that there is nothing wrong with the body in the Golden Throne.

At the moment when the shadow of the subspace gradually approached, the first reconnaissance network node exploded and physically transmitted the signal to other planets, one after another, until the moment it broke out of the range of the shadow of the subspace, the subspace was completed. Information transfer.

At the same time, astropaths everywhere received the news that the Hive Fleet named Mephistopheles had begun to attack, and passed it to their respective administrative agencies.

As for why the Empire also calls this hive fleet Mephistopheles, one has to ask whether the Emperor's behavior of occasionally returning to the throne and stuffing things into the heads of some Imperial Executive Council officials is in line with the Empire's treatment of psykers. Behavioral requirements are standardized.

In general, the Emperor himself did not want this hive fleet combined with the alien beast to have two names passed around, causing errors in combat intelligence.

Ryan, who was working overtime in subspace to add buffs to the mechanical base, also tried to break through the subspace shadow that had covered the nearby area in his spare time.

There was no malicious intent in those shadows, just a pure desire to eat.

Can you consider a species' feeding instinct to be evil?

Even after Ryan transformed, he was bitten painfully. Although the skin would not be bitten, the pain seemed to permeate his soul, and even gave people an inducement to enjoy being eaten.

But when Ryan expressed his desire to become Noah as usual to see if the subspace shadows were still willing to speak, those shadows turned around and turned into soft coverings, no longer aggressive, and completely ignored Ryan. The essence of Ultraman in subspace.

If I were a subspace god, I would deduct 100% of your wages.

It's just that in the brains of some humans that I have absorbed, the darkness and depth may not represent the black that I understand, but another kind of fun? !

"If I may, I would like to ask where Garviel Loken is and is he still alive? If one day the era of the Primarch really ends, perhaps the Empire needs a character who can compete with the Chaos Warmaster Abaddon. And Icarus is a ten thousand-year-old warrior, and Loken also has a chance to survive until now. "

"The close contact with the shadow of the bug just now gave me some feelings. The leader of my sons also once wandered in the shadow to hunt. Now he will return, and counting the time, the town on the edge of the Second Empire The Governor is about to meet the Lord Protector of the Second Empire."

The insect queen expressed her highest respect for this, and even used words of honor.

After returning to the mechanical base, Ryan Weir released the transformation, and even the transformed state of Yajituo gradually dissipated, standing on the platform in a human body.

"Ryan is back?"

He never knew that his brother had such an ability. Perhaps the subspace nature of the lion had been influenced by Caliban's ancient chaos pollution for a long time. Until now, the lion has opened his eyes and is skilled in using this ability. .

"Does it make you a little jealous that your administrator supported me while we were on Macragge?"

Until the two of them were panting and exhausted, and they were intertwined with each other, neither one was willing to let go first.

Don't mention it, it doesn't matter if the subspace energy can't fulfill my wish, why do even the insects ignore me? Is it me or Noah's light that is worthless to be eaten?

"That's enough! Lion—!" Guilliman sat up from the bath, but quickly calmed down and asked, "You're finally ready to come back, aren't you?"

Moreover, it was indeed impolite to talk about his son in front of his father. Taking advantage of the fact that the emperor was in a good mood at this time, Ryan asked:

Ryan left the mechanical base that was firmly fixed in the subspace. There was a combat team of an Imperial Guard and three veterans of the first company there. In addition, the subspace shadow of the Tyranids also prevented many demons from snooping over, so it was absolutely safe.

Without wearing the Armor of Destiny, he strode into the shadows, above the water, as if he had entered a new jungle.

But this silence still reminded him of playing with his father, his real father, when he was a child.

It's a pity that those subspace energies already know the details of Ryan, and no one is willing to come over and try to seduce him.

War, war—

"The first time Loken encountered Chaos pollution was in a mountain."

In the depths of the endless shadows, dark eyes are watching here, not daring to reveal any flaws to be noticed.

Then the imperial regent was hugged by the more experienced lion, and his chest was clamped by strong muscles. The whole body was knocked up horizontally, and the two giants fell into the pool together.

But because they were in Lion's shadow, their battle didn't stir up any pools of water or destroy any buildings.

From the moment the war broke out, the fate of his parents being murdered by political opponents was inevitable.

Ryan exhaled and got the answer from the emperor to the question that had always been difficult for him to let go.

They screamed their brothers' names to each other and started wrestling in the pool, giving up all their fighting skills to vent their anger.

Damn it, you didn't do your duty at all. When you were dealing with Horus, you were setting him up one after another. Now that I have recovered my human body, why can't I come over and give it a try to see if I can fall?

"Well, the Dark Angels also need to rebuild the army and return to the previous legion organization. The First Legion has a lot of war technology reserves, and they will cooperate with the Ultramarines to become the main force of this war. It's just that Lion's personality is not suitable for being a warmaster."

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"But there is no choice now. You can't let Guilliman continue to run around. Let him be the executive dean and it will be enough to play a role. In fact, in addition to Lion, I want to find Leman Russ back." Ryan made a sharp comment on the Emperor's son.

When he was approaching his limit, the light emitted by the Emperor was already inaudible. It was time to go back.

The Emperor was silent for a while and said: "The captain is dead. Some rumors believe that he was lost in the ancient mountains of Terra, but he is indeed dead. He did have contact with Malcador and even had the opportunity to become the mentor of the Grey Knights in your mouth."

The two giants put their palms together and collided with each other. Seeing the familiar face become old at close range made Guilliman's heart soften in an instant.

"My brother, if we had fought like this earlier, many conflicts would have been resolved."

"Lion El Jonson!"

A jungle he had never been to, but already knew its name - Caliban.

Because Tyran actually likes the other side to die beside him, so it is easier to recycle biomass.

The Emperor hesitated and said: "I thought you would say Dorne."

"I am very happy that someone still remembers his name, Ryan, the names of many loyal people. In fact, I have always remembered them. They linger in my mind and sweep up huge mental storms, all calling my name, but I rarely respond." The Emperor's tone became low again, which meant that the Lord of Mankind decided to be quiet alone.

Rion raised his head and said with interest:

"Isn't this world famous for darkness, distortion, and pain? How come there is still a hateful light here as soon as you come in - you must, while the bugs flood here, while you haven't grown up yet, destroy you!"

At that time, Guilliman, who always won various exams in the academy, was the pride of his Archon parents, until Guilliman began to participate in the war of Macragge with his amazing wisdom.

The darkness was in pain, twisting, and crawling. In short, he felt physically uncomfortable, and felt that something was wrong everywhere. He felt that fate might be against him.

The news of the insects' attack was in front of him, and he was about to leave the bath to meet with the officials from all over the country who were rushing to start the prepared defense plan.

Even though he was not good at fighting, Guilliman had never been afraid of fighting.

Fortunately, the Armor of Fate could be taken off. Roboute Guilliman's fate would only belong to himself, not even to the Emperor.

Guilliman frowned tightly. Even in this rare rest time, he could not be completely corrected.

"It's unfortunate, the departure of a respectable person."

The familiar but somewhat old voice came from the shadows, and a sturdy figure with white hair and beard, wearing the color of the jungle, drew out a long sword, but threw it into the pool, and washed away the blood from the hunt just now.

"I remember you said, Ryan, Guilliman's face is the one you least want to see."

Even the Norn Queen, who was constantly clicking on the production queue, began to care about this unreliable partner, worried that the warp storm caused by this guy's death would hurt herself.

Because of hiding in the warp shadow of the insect, the darkness did not notice that in addition to the Nexter just discovered, the light of Noah had actually entered the warp.

"Robout Guilliman!"

The old man seemed to be in a good mood, and did not say much about the two rebellious sons. It seemed that he was considering the angel who was loved by everyone.

Otherwise, he might have been thinking about whether to run away as soon as possible, and then find the person who sent him here to choose a dark and deep world for him to develop.

Ryan was a little helpless. The deeper his transformation posture went into the shadow, the weaker it became, as if these shadows were natural dark areas.

"If you want to die, please die far away."

Until a terrible silence came, it was a shadow completely different from the Tyranids. Although it also belonged to the predator, this shadow was more arrogant and powerful.

"Oh my God, I'm going to go into your incubator to recuperate for a while and find a way to strengthen the Tyrant. Even more giant beasts can play a role in this battle."

Haha, humans are really interesting.

The Primarch's perfect body like a god was soaked in the bath, although the high temperature could not touch his senses to convey much comfort.

When the information about the insects' attack was transmitted to the Regent himself, the tired giant was lying in a large ancient Roman bath with his eyes closed.

The old lion decided to let go first. He had been feeling for a long time in the past ten thousand years, but he couldn't help but complain:

The darkness said that he was going to work overtime. When he noticed the light, he felt that if he didn't work harder, he would be destroyed sooner or later.

Ryan has been trying to avoid his stereotype of the Imperial Fist, but the current situation requires one or two sufficiently strong offensive Primarchs to open the situation.

"This is just my subspace essence, less than half of my physical strength, Guilliman, God, what have you been through that makes you so easily knocked down by me."