Chapter 700 Istfan III

  The scene in front of me is fleeting.

Duanmuhuai stood on the bridge, and their fleet passed through the turbulent flow of the subspace, and quietly appeared not far from the planet Istfan 3 that sent the signal. It is shrouded in poisonous mist, and in the orbit of the surrounding planets, there is still a fleet docked.

  The next moment, Duanmuhuai and the others saw a flash of flames in front of them, and in the blink of an eye, the entire Istfan 3 planet turned into a blazing flame planet.

  Hey, this is really a replica of the Horus Rebellion.

Seeing this scene, Duanmuhuai whistled. In history, Horus used this trick to cleanse the space fighters loyal to the emperor in his legion, and sent them all to attack the ground under the pretext of suppressing the rebellion. The rebels then backstabbed a wave of virus bombs that turned the entire planet into a horrible world filled with death gas, and then ignited the gas again to completely burn the entire planet dry.

   Well, Duanmuhuai also has this kind of weapon, but it is basically not used very much.

   After all... when you can literally blast a planet to pieces, surface sanitation is a thankless job.

   And it can only treat the symptoms but not the root cause.

Although this attack did cleanse some of the space fighters loyal to the emperor, most of the space fighters were warned before the attack and hid directly in the sealed bunker underground, escaping the catastrophe, resulting in It took Horus a while longer to clean up the rebellion.

  So you see, if you just blow up the planet to scum, you won't have so much trouble.

   I don’t know who is replicating Horus’ mentally handicapped operation this time.

"Report."

   Just when Duanmu Huai was curiously planning to pass by to see the excitement, the communication officer in front reported to him.

   "We have received a communication order from the opposing fleet."

   "Oh? Who are they?"

   "They call themselves the Sons of Horus, and ask what Primarch's fleet we are, and why we are here."

   "Huh? Son of Horus?"

  Hearing the message from the correspondent, Duanmu Huai was stunned for a moment, is the current COS so professional? Even burning planets are reproduced? Is there still a wave of backstabbing loyalist space fighters?

Um? etc……

   Duanmu Huai looked at the opposing fleet, then narrowed his eyes suddenly. Because he saw a very familiar, huge crimson battleship at the bombing position in the high-altitude orbit of the planet, and this battleship was Horus' flagship—the Vengeful Spirit!

  Uh, did I time travel?

   Well, although I have already traveled through time.

   After a careful glance, Duanmuhuai soon realized that something was wrong. The warships in front of him were undoubtedly imperial warships, but they were all warships from the early empire and the Great Expedition period. Even if Duanmuhuai's battleship was of the same model, it was still a battleship from the Inquisition Period—that was already in the late period of the empire.

  Of course, warship design is always evolving, but there are also major differences. Warships during the Great Crusade were purely military weapons without too many complicated designs. But the Tribunal is affiliated with the state religion, because the religious atmosphere of the battleship is particularly obvious, like the so-called every battleship is a moving church, which is basically the fleet characteristic of the Tribunal.

   That is to say, did I really travel to the third star of Istvan, when Horus betrayed?

   Isn't this a historical copy?

  No matter what, Duanmuhuai's eyes lit up when he thought of this.

   Beating Horus violently is the dream of all players, no matter if he is a dungeon or something, in short, beat him first. If the history I heard is correct, Horus has been bewitched by the evil gods of chaos at this moment and has become their lackey. If this is the case, then as the trial court, there is only one thing they have to do!

  Thinking of this, Duanmuhuai sneered.

   "Connect me to the Spirit of Vengeance."

Soon, the screen opened, and then a super big bald head appeared in front of Duanmuhuai. He was wearing a platinum armor, and the one-eyed logo on his chest was very eye-catching. A white and perfect face showed an incomparable beauty at this moment. Hazy and hideous, it looks like a twisted, raging lunatic.

   Duanmu Huai folded his arms and stared at him.

   "Are you Warmaster Horus?"

   "Who are you?"

  Hearing Duanmu Huai's question, Horus' face darkened.

   "Are you Lorgar's subordinate?"

  ... Considering that Lorgar is a fanatical religious lunatic, the pure church style of the Judgment Order fleet is indeed... How should I put it... Well, you really can't say that it has nothing to do with Lorgar.

   After all, they were the first to write the Holy Word, claiming that the emperor is the true God and the state religion advocate.

Thinking of this, Duanmu Huai couldn't help but want to laugh. Lorgar is also one of the Primarchs. After the Emperor brought him back, he worshiped the Emperor as a true god. Tolerating any ghosts and monsters in the empire truth, the emperor didn't have a good temper for this son who dared to defy the truth blatantly. He directly sent someone to burn Lorgar's home planet on fire, and killed all the crazy missionaries, churches and scriptures under him. Burned clean.

   And Lorgar began to hate the Emperor because of this, and eventually joined the rebel camp.

But in the end, it was Lorgar who laughed the last time. Ten thousand years later, the oracle written by Lorgar was known to everyone, and even became the state religion of the empire, and the truth of the empire was thrown away somewhere. up.

  Under the Emperor's Nine Springs, I am afraid that I will be **** off again.

  I don’t know what it feels like to be slapped in the face by my own son. If you can meet the emperor, Duanmuhuai must ask him how do you feel when he sees that the people of the empire have become Lorgar believers? How do you feel?

It must be interesting.

   "Is Erebus there too?"

Duanmu Huai ignored Horus's inquiry, and asked directly. Seeing his appearance, Horus' expression became more ferocious and angry. At this moment, a man with runes painted all over his head and face looked distorted. The man appeared on the screen, he carefully avoided the Warmaster and looked at Duanmu Huai.

   "I am Erebus... Are you...?"

"very good."

  Since the other party voluntarily admitted, Duanmuhuai didn't want to talk any more nonsense, his face suddenly darkened, and then looked at Horus.

"Warmaster Horus! Your behavior of betraying the emperor... I don't care, and I don't care. But you are so brave, daring to collude with the evil **** of chaos, and Erebus, as the lackey of the evil god, wantonly spread Chaos is filthy, unforgivable crime!"

  While speaking, Duanmuhuai grasped the hammer tightly, raised it suddenly, and pointed at the two of them.

   "I, in the name of the Judgment, declare that you are heretic demons who have fallen into chaos. Any heretics that dare to threaten human beings must be completely eliminated. Prepare to be purified by the Tribunal! Damn heretics!"

   Having said this, Duanmu Huai cut off the communication and quickly issued an order.

   "All fire, target the Sons of Horus fleet, the Night Guard, follow me and prepare to airdrop and land on the planet Istfan 3! Ekot, give me the responsibility to beat these **** back!"

  After realizing that the situation was wrong, Duanmuhuai went back to pull the entire First Fleet, and specially called Aikot. Now it seems that he was right.

  The reason why Duanmu Huai did this was because he remembered that according to historical records, there was a reason why the rebellion had been delayed for so long. Originally, Horus planned to use virus weapons to completely kill the loyal space fighters, but after the first round of bombing, some people cursed their Primarch as a traitor, and they had already fallen into chaos. Angron, the Primarch of the World's Legion who started the rebellion, was originally a petty temper, so he didn't suffer from this, so he went to fight in person.

  So Horus could only stare blankly—he couldn't blow up his companions to death, right?

  What else can I do? I had no choice but to bite the bullet and send someone up. As a result, the problem that could be solved in one day was delayed for a long time...

   Hmm, maybe that's Angron's curvilinear allegiance?

   At the same time, the battle also unfolded.

  Under the command of Ekot, the First Fleet turned around without hesitation, bombarding the Vengeful Spirit Fleet indiscriminately, and the latter...

"What exactly is going on!"

   Warmaster Horus stabilized his position, his face as cold as ice.

  When he first saw this mysterious fleet that suddenly appeared, he thought it was Lorgar. After all, the religious style of the fleet was too strong, and in the empire, only Lorgar dared to believe in religion in front of the emperor.

   As a result... What is the Inquisition Chamber?

   What made Horus even more furious was that the strange man actually pointed at his nose and cursed, which made Horus almost go crazy with anger. who is he? He is the Warmaster! He is Horus! He was the Son of Destiny who was going to defeat the Emperor and retake the galaxy, and now, this **** who came out of nowhere called himself a "heretic"?

   "I must kill him, completely destroy this fleet, and open fire! I will completely turn this fleet into a pile of scrap iron in the universe!"

   Flames blazed, and the two fleets fought together in an instant. Under the command of Ekot, the Inquisition Fleet turned into a sharp blade and went straight to the center, but the reaction of the Horus Fleet was obviously a beat slower. Their first wave of attack had just been launched, and the light spears and macro cannons from the Inquisition were howling. Explode on the void shield, completely destroying the void shield in the blink of an eye.

   "They use the same technology as us!"

   The gunnery commander shouted loudly.

   "But their firepower is stronger than ours, and their void shields are also stronger. We are no match!"

   "Damn, damn...!!"

   Watching the battleship in front of him explode in raging fire, Horus' face turned ashen. Looking at the fleet that suddenly appeared in front of him, he already had an idea. After all, those existences in the void had already told Horus that the Emperor longed to become a god. Could it be that this fleet belonged to the Emperor? Church Fleet?

  Thinking of this, Horus went mad with anger. Sure enough, everything is a lie, the truth of the empire is a lie, and the Great Crusade is also a lie! The emperor just wants to become a god, abandon us and the empire, and become a **** by himself! And he has never trusted himself, maybe this fleet has been monitoring him under the emperor's order! Otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence!

  Everything is the Emperor's fault!

   No, everything is the fault of the false emperor!

   "We must retreat temporarily!"

  Erebus didn't know if he had thought of the same thing, but his complexion changed drastically at this moment, and he hurriedly looked at Horus.

   "The opponent's firepower is fierce, and our strength alone is not enough to fight! We must gather other fleets and completely blockade the Istvan galaxy!"

   "I know, go away, Word Bearers!"

   Horus pushed Erebus away, gritted his teeth and stared at the star map in front of him. He knew that what Erebus said made sense. Although Horus had gathered here the four rebellious Primarchs including him, Angron, Mortarion, and Fulgrim, the fleets of the other three were not at all. Converging here, the opponent's firepower is fierce, and the fleet alone may not be the opponent.

But………

"Father!"

   Horus clenched his fists, his eyes hurt, and he slammed **** the table in front of him.

   "You never trusted me! Never!"

  No one spoke, everyone looked at the extremely angry Warmaster and fell silent, but Horus raised his head after a moment and gave an order coldly.

   "Bring Angron back! Prepare to evacuate immediately, we will call other fleets to converge and block the jump point of the Istvan galaxy! Stop them from spreading the information!"

   At the same time, on the surface of Isstvan III, the battle was still fierce.

  Gas and fire killed all living things on the surface, and now only the wreckage of the building remains, and the Space Marines, loyal to the Emperor and betrayed by their Primarch, united and began to resist. Of course they knew that this kind of resistance might be futile. After all, they had nothing, no combat readiness, and no battleships. The steel battleships they originally relied on had now become death-defying charms hanging above their heads.

  If it wasn't for Angron, a primarch with a problematic mind, leading his army down, I'm afraid they wouldn't be able to hold on for long.

  But now... at least they have a glimmer of hope.

   Or just delaying death a bit.

   Only one point.

  The god-like Primarch Angron held the chainaxe in his hand, and led the world-shatterers under his command to rush forward like raging waves. He swung his battle-axe down, slaying the Loyalist World-Master warrior standing in front of him—who was as violent, as furious, and as unstoppable as he was.

   Until they met Angron.

  The two sides fought in a melee, but the Loyalist Space Marines were obviously impossible to be the opponents of the Primarch, and they were almost slaughtered.

  Until the pitch-black landing pod fell from the sky like a cannonball, hitting the battlefield heavily.

   "Boom———!!"

  The landing pod slammed down hard, directly smashing a survivor into meat paste, and then with a "bang", the twisted hatch was kicked open, and Duanmu Huai, holding a warhammer, strode out from it.

   "Angron!!"

  His roar echoed on the battlefield, naturally attracting the attention of the crazy Primarch of Rage who was killing and killing.

   "You betrayed mankind and took refuge in Chaos. Your crime is unforgivable. In the name of the Tribunal, I will kill you here! Heretics must die!"

"Roar----!"

  Hearing Duanmuhuai's roar, Angron also raised his head to the sky and howled, then he suddenly changed direction and rushed towards Duanmuhuai like an angry bull. And Duanmuhuai also raised his warhammer, striding forward to meet him.

  Then, the Chain Ax and the Thunder Hammer smashed together!

  (end of this chapter)