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【Time: -8.24.15】

Ultramar's manufacturing capabilities are indeed powerful.

Duanmuhuai stood on the high platform, looking at the transformed psychic warriors below—they were wearing silver armor, and the logo of the Inquisition Court was engraved on their shoulders. From the outside, they looked like ordinary Astartes. There is not much difference either.

"As expected of Ultramar, the production capacity is indeed the best in the world."

"As long as we have a blueprint, it is not difficult for us."

Guilliman, who was standing beside Duanmuhuai, was also somewhat proud, but he was still a little confused.

"But I have a question, why must it be the gray knight? Can't the blue knight?"

"I don't mind if you want to. The Gray Knight is just a code name of the Tribunal. If you like to paint it blue, you can paint it."

Duanmuhuai shrugged his shoulders. The Gray Knights in history were also pioneers in restraining Chaos, but there were different opinions on their ability to resist Chaos at that time. Some people said that the Gene Seed of the Gray Knights came from the transformation of the Emperor, a crazy doctor. Gray Knight's special training method.

But here in Duanmuhuai, there is no need to be so troublesome. Once the mark of the Tribunal is installed, you are all believers in Lao Tzu's God of Destruction, and your souls belong to the Tribunal. So of course it is impossible for them to be corrupted by Chaos—after all, this essence is no different from the two gods fighting for believers in the world of Faerun. If it is protected, then the back will naturally be stiff.

And if you are an unbeliever and have no backer, then there is only one dead end.

By the way, according to Faerun's standards, the empire is basically all fucking unbelievers, and it's the end of the calf. Not to mention the Wall of Unbelievers, this can directly pile up a Great Wall of Unbelievers for you.

Again, by the way, the Inquisition Court never worried about this issue, and the reason was very simple——Duanmu Huai was also an old god besides the God of Destruction.

No one understands mental pollution better than the Old Gods.

Just like in the world of Cthulhu, people who are spiritually polluted will only rush all the way to the abyss of chaos. You will never be able to see them wake up, this is impossible. The mental pollution of the old gods and the outer gods to human beings is crushing level, and because they act on the material world, the methods of those subspaces are meaningless. In fact, when accepting the protection of the Tribunal and using the power of the Tribunal to destroy the chaotic evils, the spirits of these gray knights will also be imprinted with the spirit of the Tribunal by Duanmuhuai's old god's will, so it is absolutely impossible for them to fall.

Because no one can fall twice.

That's right, double insurance.

In fact, Duanmuhuai originally wanted to promote the gray knights after his territory in Faerun matured, but the plan is not as fast as changing, and it will be quite interesting to see what these Astartes gray knights will become.

"To put it bluntly, a large part of them may be completely wiped out by this war."

Duanmuhuai did not hide this from Guilliman.

"Grey knights need strict training and review. Unfortunately, we don't have enough time now. We can't do this, so we can only wait for them to be eliminated naturally. War is the best filter. Although I don't want to say that, you have to do it well. Mentally prepare."

"Of course I was prepared. All Astartes are the same, whether they are Gray Knights or not."

Guilliman looked at the gray knight army lined up below with a serious expression. He was most worried about the three Abyss-class warships that Duanmuhuai told him. If it was what Duanmuhuai said, the three The standard of the Abyss-class battleship is comparable to that of the Mountain Array, so this is definitely the most dangerous battle for Ultramar. In fact, during the time when Duanmuhuai was training the Gray Knights, Guilliman had been thinking about how to defeat the three Abyss-class warships, and in the end the answer he got was to organize a group of Astartes to jump gangs and kill them. It is a suicide attack method to enter the interior of these warships and destroy their reactors to make them self-destruct.

After all, they really don't have a more powerful warship, even Ultramar, it is impossible to create a powerful warship comparable to the Shanzhen in such a short period of time.

"If you don't have a solution, the trial court can give you a solution."

"oh?"

Hearing this, Guilliman looked curiously at Duanmu Huai.

"What plan?"

"Our trial court once destroyed an alien mother star, and then dug up three large warships on it. The alien warship is similar to the Ark of the Spirit Race, but it is not so big. But it is big enough compared to the imperial warship. If You are willing to accept the support of alien technology, I can transfer them here."

Duanmuhuai refers to the loot he got when he cleaned up the protoss' home planet, Aiur. At that time, Duanmuhuai not only dug up a large number of crystals from Aiur, but also took away the three arks of the protoss—— The Spear of Dun, the Pride of Ortaris, and the Memory of Nirvana.

Duanmuhuai himself and the Judgment Court have no interest in this kind of alien creation. They just want to study the shield technology of the protoss when they go back, and then use it as a trophy——Astartes often collect some aliens that they have defeated It is actually normal for Duanmu Huai to do so as a souvenir and collection.

Of course, Duanmuhuai's biggest subordinate is naturally his mothership fusion, the forerunner's mantle, Linshi, but Duanmuhuai is not stupid enough to drag his own mothership to the universe of this timeline to take risks. So he simply pulled these three Protoss Arks over. After all, they were just trophies, and they would take up space if they were placed there. He just threw them over and smashed them at the three Abyss-class battleships. I don’t believe they can’t kill you?

"So you mean to let three alien warships collide with the Abyss?"

"That's right, although the three alien warships are a little smaller than the Abyss-class warships, they are enough to deal with these Abyss-class warships."

Duanmu Huai seemed very calm. If the Abyss-class battleship was compared to a person, then the Ultramarines fleet was like a toothpick. It would definitely hurt to poke someone with a toothpick, but it would be very difficult to poke someone to death. Although the Protoss Ark is not as big as a human being, it is still equivalent to a short sword. As long as it fits properly, it can stab you to death with one sword.

Duanmu Huai's plan is to manipulate the three Protoss Arks to directly attack the Abyss-class battleship with kamikaze, and then completely detonate its power core. Even a mountain array of this scale will be dead, let alone an Abyss-class battleship.

Indeed, the abyss-level firepower is mighty, but the shields of the protoss are not vegetarian.

Although they only have shields left.

"Is it really possible?"

I have to say that Guilliman was really taken aback when he heard Duanmuhuai's suggestion. He wasn't surprised by the alien warships, but that Duanmuhuai was willing to use these three alien warships to fight against the enemy. After all... Although it is an alien warship, it is an alien warship comparable to the Abyss class. Even if Guilliman asks himself, he doesn't think he can make up his mind and just take it out and consume it directly.

If it is seen by the Mechanic God, I am afraid that it will not be directly angry.

"The mission of the Tribunal is to protect human beings at all costs, so in my opinion, this bad luck is no big deal. Besides, they are all picked up anyway, so there is no need to use them for nothing."

Although Duanmuhuai said it easily, Guilliman was also in awe of Duanmuhuai when he heard this. After all, based on his experience, the alien with such a large warship must be an interstellar civilization, and the Inquisition can fight and destroy its mother all the way. Star, enough to show that they sacrificed a lot. And the spoils they gained by sacrificing so much are actually letting go in order to protect mankind... I have to say that Guilliman really admires the Inquisition.

Well, in fact, Duanmu Huai was just there to rob, to take advantage of the protoss and the swarm fighting to the death——I don’t need to elaborate on this point to Guilliman.

"Then please, Ultramar will never forget the friendship of the Inquisition."

Guilliman is not a fool either. If you have good things, you don’t have to use them for nothing. Although his Ultramarines Legion has the most explosive troops in the world, Guilliman also loves soldiers like a son. Of course, he will not allow his Astartes to sacrifice in vain. .

After all, he had no other choice.

[Timing: -0.25.31]

The subspace began to tremble, and a huge crack emerged from it, tearing apart the boundary between the subspace and the material world. Along with crazy prayers and screams, a large number of warships drilled out of the crack. The domes were opened one after another, the explosion-proof shields protruded from the muzzles, and the giant cannons penetrated into the void, ready to destroy everything anytime and anywhere.

It is a fleet of blasphemy, a fleet of evil, a fleet of darkness. But nothing can compare to the darkest and most terrifying battleship behind them—a gigantic, trident-like incomparable existence tremblingly emerged from the warp, a killing giant, on its ship With a city composed of monasteries and churches, this is a cosmic fortress mounted on a huge trident. This is a demon that embodies the concept of hatred with a body of steel and sails among the stars. The Empire's glorious Queen-class battleship is not worth mentioning in front of it.

And in front of them is the starlight of five hundred worlds, a peaceful, beautiful world that presents a civilized scene.

And the fleet of Ultramarines already waiting there.

There is also a strange fleet that sits on top of it.

"You know what? I saw it for the first time, but I thought it was a Word Bearers ship."

Looking at the Inquisition Fleet, which was also decorated with resplendent churches, Magnus twitched the corner of his eyes and looked at Lorgar beside him, while the expression of the latter was very calm.

"They are just going astray. No matter where they come from, their beliefs are flimsy lies before the true God. It is no different from the truth of the Empire, and it is no different from our father."

"You're still so fond of going to extremes."

Magnus snorted coldly and didn't say much. Every time Lorgar and his Word Bearers Legion captured a planet, in order to prove the greatness of the Emperor God he believed in, he would completely burn down other beliefs in that world. Facts have proved that the current Lorgar is no different from before. He may have betrayed the emperor, but his obsession with faith is still the same as before.

From Magnus's point of view, apart from changing the god they believed in, Lorgar was basically the same as before, or they were even more arrogant.

"Their powerless resistance and wailing will be the beginning of this subspace music."

Lorgar raised his hands high, as if he was the conductor of a band at a concert.

"And I will play this movement here."

Then, he waved his hand.