Chapter 105: Extremely Vicious
Instantly, a dilemma arose.
"You've all seen it, Horus is not someone we can easily defeat right now."
"Don't look at me. That was the Emperor's power back then, and He's too busy to lend it now."
The initially eager expressions immediately died down.
Guilliman quickly thought of the crucial point!
"If only there was a way to weaken his psychic powers! Horus's psychic power is too strong."
Indeed, facing Horus's Chaos aura, Guilliman's legs had turned to jelly. This problem was severe.
The Lion, covered in blood, rushed over. He heard the question as he entered and immediately said:
"Go back to Terra. Borrow some Sisters of Silence from Father! They're very effective against psychic powers."
Upon hearing this, everyone gave the Lion a thumbs-up.
"Alright then. Some of us will return to Terra to borrow Sisters of Silence."
"The rest will stay here and harass Horus's fleet. Everyone, do not face Horus alone. We must seize this opportunity to clip his wings."
"From now on: when Horus advances, we retreat; when Horus stations, we harass; when Horus is tired, we strike; when Horus retreats, we pursue!"
"Keep them firmly tied down until reinforcements arrive with forces that can resist psychic powers!"
Hearing Francis say this, the Primarchs present were filled with admiration for Father's strategy. In their eyes, Francis's ideas were all the product of the Emperor's consciousness.
From their gazes, Francis also saw their reverence for Father.
Previously, to conserve strength, he hadn't spoken. Now, thinking about it, he really missed out!
He hadn't expected being called 'Father' by Primarchs to feel so good!
However, Francis also had other plans. He continued, "The Soul Drinkers and I will also depart. I remember seeing something that could counter psychic powers before. We'll go look for it."
The young Soul Drinkers looked confused and murmured, "Wait... why don't we remember, mmph!"
Before he could finish, an old veteran clapped a hand over his mouth and said, a little loudly, "You fresh recruit, of course you wouldn't know. We all remember it."
The other veterans nodded in agreement.
Unfortunately, in front of Sanguinius, their words were merely an attempt at cover, but he didn't ask further. Because when Francis said that, it was in his usual tone, which meant it truly existed!
For Horus's sake, Sanguinius immediately stood up. "Good! Then I'll go with you."
"Uh..."
Francis initially wanted to refuse, but reconsidered when he realized Sanguinius had some connection to the matter, so taking him along wasn't out of the question.
Perturabo and Konrad Curze also wanted to go, but Francis refused them. After all, for this kind of mission, more people weren't necessarily better.
After a brief discussion, they finally decided:
Francis and Sanguinius would search elsewhere for the anti-psychic device.
Vulkan and Corax would go to Terra to borrow the Sisters of Silence.
The rest would all work to block Horus's advance!
After separating, Francis and the Soul Drinkers drank ork blood and transformed into greenskins.
Although Sanguinius was already used to Francis's ever-changing style, when he personally saw the Emperor's face gradually turn into an ork's...
His mouth still twitched a few times. He asked, somewhat speechless, "Francis, where are we going to find this thing you mentioned?"
"You didn't even tell the Navigator where to go."
Francis scratched his ork head. "I don't know where it is either."
Sanguinius: "..."
"However, I reckon we should be able to find the nearest blackstone structure."
"Maybe we can even go dig up a grave or raid a tomb."
Hearing Francis's even more outlandish remarks, Sanguinius only felt his scalp tingle.
However, he was pretty interested in Blackstone. He continued to ask, "Can this black stone really counter psychic powers?"
"Tsk! What kind of talk is that? Of course it can! This is Necron technology!"
"Necrons? Technology?" Sanguinius frowned slightly, unsure what that was.
"Hehe, speaking of which, it's quite a coincidence. You know about the Necrontyr, right? This stuff is what they use to build their warships and tombs."
"It's a magical stone that can amplify warp energy, and also obscure warp energy."
A bunch of terrible ideas suddenly popped into Francis's head.
"Hehe~ If we make cells out of blackstone and stuff daemons in them, I wonder if they'll slowly weaken and die."
"Or make blackstone handcuffs, if we encounter a fierce daemon, just shackle it!"
"Or make torture instruments, weapons made of blackstone. I wonder if they'll leave permanent disabilities on daemons."
"Then we'll lock Horus in a blackstone room, and a bunch of us will go in and beat him up in close combat!"
"Oh, right! We should make blackstone bullets and shoot them directly into daemons or people who've fallen to Chaos, making them suffer forever."
"Yes, yes! We can also make headbands. Since daemons don't need rest, just make them work constantly!"
"Hehehe, and something even more cruel."
Half of Francis's face was shrouded in darkness. He kept laughing in the shadows, his expression so eerie that one shivered just by listening. Each new idea seemed worse than the last.
Sanguinius felt his head was about to explode.
So many malicious ideas, and they were thought up by his own brother. It was genuinely terrifying.
It must be the Ork consciousness influencing him! Sanguinius couldn't believe he could come up with such things naturally!
He quickly interrupted Francis's daydreaming. "Then how are you going to find them? If we just sail slowly like this, we'll never finish in this lifetime."
"That's why I reckon we can find it! Get your warships ready, our ork engine is already ravenous."
With that, the modified Abyss's Roar linked up with the Blood Angels' warships, and then, accompanied by a mighty Waaaaaaaaagh~
They shot out instantly!
At the same time.
In the Chaos warp, a blue bird's claw floated in the endless void, shimmering with a gloomy light. The claw had an eerie shape, and its sharp talons emitted streaks of blue energy.
This claw was suspending an eyeball, and Chaos energy was constantly invading the eyeball's owner's soul and mental domain.
Until it suddenly felt the eyeball owner's presence again.
The claw did not act hastily. It merely pressed the eyeball slowly, gradually releasing more Chaos energy.
As the energy infused, the eyeball began to tremble violently, blue light raging within it, as brilliant and terrifying as exploding stars.
Each surge of energy made the eyeball more painful, as if it could not withstand the pressure of Chaos.
Finally, it let go with great regret!
The eyeball, carrying a large amount of Chaos power, quickly searched for its owner!
Until it saw that huge red soul, the two yearned for each other immensely, and then instantly merged into one!
The moment they finished merging, Magnus, seated on the Golden Throne in the material realm, suddenly grew another black eye.
"Aaaaaah!"
"Damn it! What did you do?!"
"Father, save me!"
He clutched his newly grown eye, roaring madly. Pain lanced through his skull as corrupted warp energy flooded his consciousness.
The black eye was like a drop of ink falling into clear water, instantly stirring the clear water into chaos!
Under Magnus's desperate control, even if only a little Chaos power leaked out,
It still sent it toward the Astronomican!
The originally bright light of the Astronomican now erupted with a crimson glow!
With the appearance of the black eye, the light of the Astronomican not only illuminated the direction for the Imperial fleet in the warp,
At the same time, the crimson light also illuminated the direction of Terra for the daemons of the warp!
In the immaterium, countless whispers celebrated, cheered!
The Emperor, also sensing this, could no longer face everything with an unperturbed demeanor.
"Magnus! Hold on! I'm coming right away!"
[End of Chapter]
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