The Imperium of Man's support fleet set sail from Holy Terra.
The total fleet configuration consisted of one Emperor-class battleship and six strike cruisers deployed by the Imperium of Man, along with two battle barges, and four transport ships and one cruiser and four destroyers configured by Noah.
Because this fleet included the Imperial Navy, their speed could not reach hundreds of thousands of times the speed of light; they could only proceed slowly through the Warp lanes.
However, that didn't matter.
After all, Wolves was relatively close, and everything was so coincidental when Noah arrived at Wolves with the Imperium of Man's expeditionary fleet.
The Chaos Fleet transporting the blackstone fortress also happened to arrive, and the two fleets essentially collided head-on.
Chapter Master Calgar of the Ultramarines, upon seeing the Chaos Fleet, compared the combat power of both fleets in his mind.
After realizing that the scale of both fleets was in a similar state, he quickly walked up to Noah and volunteered for battle.
"Warmaster, please allow me to lead the Ultramarines to board the enemy ships! I guarantee I can kill all the heretics and traitors on the enemy warships!"
Noah stood before the observation window of the bridge, gazing at the distant fleet shrouded in Chaos energy. The warped fluctuations of the blackstone fortress made the Warp of the entire star system unstable, as if the fabric of reality itself was trembling.
In addition, and more importantly, he had already received the report from his cruiser.
The combat data of the enemy warships had been transmitted in detail to Noah, who now clearly knew which warship was transporting the desecrated blackstone fortress.
He slowly turned, looking at Chapter Master Calgar, a faint smile playing on his lips.
"Calgar, your courage is commendable, but this time—we'll try a different approach."
"It's meaningless to blindly jump onto their warships and engage in boarding actions. I'll teach you how to fight."
Noah comforted Calgar, then prepared to transmit the true naval combat plan to him.
"Particle Lance main cannon, charge! Prepare to shatter that flagship over there, the largest one."
Noah issued the order when the two fleets were still far apart, having only just detected each other.
It was only this time that Noah used a Warp lane to appear directly in this star system, allowing the enemy a chance to discover his warship.
Otherwise, in a conventional engagement, Noah would have already wiped out this fleet from several light-years away.
The star-class cruiser's Particle Lance began to charge, and two minutes later, a thick beam of energy shot towards the Chaos Fleet's flagship.
The Imperial Navy watched in shock as the warship initiated the attack.
This was before the Imperial Navy had even entered effective engagement range; they hadn't even opened fire, yet Noah had already ordered his cruiser to fire.
In this moment of anticipation, under the strike of that single lance, the Chaos flagship instantly exploded into a shower of fireworks, scattering across the cosmos.
The void shield equipped on this flagship lasted only a few seconds before being completely destroyed.
The entire warship was now cosmic dust.
Such a scene not only stunned Calgar, but also the remaining Imperial Navy.
They had never witnessed naval combat that was indistinguishable from a crushing defeat, but for Noah, all of this was commonplace.
In its early 50 years, the Terran Federation indeed fought evenly matched battles with ordinary enemy nations.
However, after another 100 years, the Terran Federation never encountered that level of combat again; the federation's warships delivered crushing blows to any enemy.
Even when the Terran Federation ascended to a new universe, very few enemy nations could engage in major battles with the federation's fleets.
So, this scene was so comfortable and familiar to Noah at this moment.
But for the Imperial Navy, it was different. When did Imperial naval battles not last for months? How could they end so quickly?
Not only had the Imperial Navy not recovered, but even the Chaos Fleet hadn't recovered. They had just met, and their flagship was directly destroyed?
What in the world is this?!
The Chaos Fleet at this moment fell into an unprecedented state of confusion; they didn't know how to conduct their naval battle.
The enemy's combat power far exceeded their expectations.
Their leading battleship had been destroyed by the Imperium of Man, leaving the remaining warships like lambs to the slaughter, completely meaningless.
After all, their primary goal in coming here was to place the blackstone fortress on this planet and then block the Imperium of Man's Warp lanes.
Now that the blackstone fortress had been destroyed, what was the point?
These Chaos warships felt that the shock they received today was the sum total of everything they had experienced in their past and present lives.
Who understands such an absurd thing?
Logically, even if they were destroyed by the Imperium of Man's warships, the wreckage of the warships should generally still exist.
They should at least be able to continue executing their combat plan, salvaging the blackstone fortress. How could they be completely obliterated like this, without even a speck of dust remaining?
However, while they were in confusion, the Imperial Fleet was not, because their commander was Noah.
"Attack! All forces advance! Wipe out this entire Chaos Fleet."
"Next, carry out your combat plan: board their ships and seize them!"
The first shot, which obliterated their battleship, was to completely cut off their operational objective, preventing them from ever achieving their goal.
And now, the goal was to capture the enemy's warships. After all, the Imperium of Man lacked warships and could not simply destroy all enemies according to traditional naval combat plans.
For now, Noah needed these warships, even if they seemed to him like nothing more than flying bricks with no real combat power.
He still needed these warships.
After all, even if they were just bricks with no real combat power, they were still suitable for use as transport ships for ordinary Imperial Army operations.
"All forces, charge! Seize the ships!"
At Noah's command, the entire Imperial Fleet pounced like hungry Wolves on the chaotic Chaos Fleet. The main gun arrays of the Emperor-class battleship "Iron Justice" began to charge.
They understood their Sun Lord's intentions, so their target this time was directly aimed at the enemy's engine matrix.
Destroy the enemy's warship engines, then drag these warships back.
"Remember!" Noah's voice echoed across the fleet-wide channel, "Only hit the engines and weapon systems! Don't blow up the ships!"
"Drag these ships back; we have a way to cleanse their Chaos corruption. They will become qualified warships for the Imperium and play a role in the Imperium's upcoming expedition!"
Noah's words immediately calmed the hearts of the Imperial Navy soldiers. They trusted the Sun Lord, just as they trusted the 28 million Space Marines he brought.
And not to mention the 28 million Space Marines, they still had 1 million Space Marines with them right now.
The main gun arrays of the Emperor-class battleship spat out destructive lances of light, precisely piercing the thruster arrays of a Chaos cruiser.
The battleship immediately spun helplessly in space, like a duck with its neck squeezed.
"Beautiful!" Noah snapped his fingers, "Tech-Priest, prepare the tow cables!"
"Yes, Lord. I will immediately follow your command. It is an honor to receive your praise."
The Tech-Priest was ecstatic at Noah's praise. Who was this person? This was a top scientist; he possessed an immense amount of technology, practically an incarnation of the omnissiah on Earth.
Four transport ships opened their bellies, firing dozens of tractor beams shimmering with force field light, which wrapped around the powerless enemy ship like lassoes.
These warships, corrupted by Chaos for centuries, were now like rabbits with their ears caught, utterly defenseless.
The Space Marines, riding their thunderhawk gunships, headed directly towards the Chaos warships.
Upon nearing them, they used meltaguns to breach the ships' armor and charged inside.
There's no need to elaborate on the rest; with a full million Space Marines executing boarding tactics, everything was already decided.
The battle concluded just four hours later, and Noah's army successfully captured the Chaos fleet.
While the battle in space had ended, nothing happened on the planet Wolves, which was supposed to be the core battlefield.
Noah looked at the planet beneath his gaze, and after a moment of thought, he made his decision.
"Leave ten Chapters here to garrison this planet. Afterwards, I will deploy more troops to support this planet and transform it into a fortress world.
The rest of you, return with me to Holy Terra now. There is still much to be done; do not waste time here."
"Understood," Calgar complied with the order. Since Noah had said to leave ten Chapters to garrison here, he certainly wasn't talking to them.
Soon, ten small transport ships were dispatched from within the larger transport ships, carrying ten Chapters, 33,000 PDF personnel, to the planet below.
The remaining Imperial Navy personnel watched this scene blankly, the deployment of tens of thousands of Space Marines at a time feeling incredibly surreal to them.
They had a feeling of dreaming back to the Great Crusade; otherwise, how could there be so many Space Marines?
However, this feeling only appeared briefly before quickly fading. The fleet began its return journey, re-entering the Warp. Abaddon's plan was shattered.
By the time Noah returned to Terra, ten full days had passed. Guilliman was currently haggling with the High Lords.
Although Guilliman had used Noah's massive military power to directly purge these High Lords, the administrative efficiency of the Department of the Interior remained low.
The cumbersome efficiency of the Department of the Interior made Guilliman feel a sense of relief. Only after he became the imperial regent did he realize one thing:
The low administrative efficiency of the Department of the Interior might not be entirely a bad thing.
The Department of the Interior's operational efficiency was indeed slow, but this slowness was only felt by beings with superhuman brains like Noah.
However, for Guilliman, who also possessed a superhuman brain but not one as supremely capable as Noah's, the Department of the Interior's administrative efficiency was just right for him.
The documents he needed to approve each day, at least, wouldn't drown him like a sea.
However, despite this, Guilliman still faced a dilemma.
That was, the documents he had filtered out over the past few days were all from more than a decade ago.
The efficiency of the Department of the Interior should be just right for him, but the real-time nature of the processing efficiency made him feel a sense of worry.
This wouldn't do. The Imperium was already split in half due to the Great Rift.
Yet the Department of the Interior was still processing documents from over ten, or even twenty, years ago. How could such administrative efficiency keep up with the current situation of the Imperium?
Facing such a situation, Guilliman was in considerable distress.
When Noah returned to Terra, the Guilliman he saw was one overwhelmed by the vast documents of the Department of the Interior.
Even with a Primarch's brain, far surpassing that of an ordinary superhuman, processing the Department of the Interior's documents for such a vast nation as the Imperium was still extremely exhausting.
Moreover, while sifting through these documents, Guilliman also had to constantly think about ways to improve the system, because this method of processing was simply insufficient.
Guilliman, nearly drowned by the sea of documents, looked up blankly after finishing one in his hand, and then he saw the returning Noah.
A thought appeared in his mind almost without thinking.
"The big boss is back! Go ask the big boss if he has any good ideas!"
It's unclear when it started, perhaps because Noah was overly reliable.
Or perhaps because Noah had received his father's acknowledgment, Guilliman began to rely on Noah for certain issues.
While not relying on Noah like a useless person, whenever Guilliman encountered a difficult problem that he couldn't solve after much deliberation, he would usually think of Noah.
He couldn't solve this matter, but he believed Noah would have a way to solve it.
This was not an unconscious behavior, but rather Noah's consistent performance that made him feel this way.
So far, none of the difficulties faced by the Imperium of Man had been too difficult for Noah; he even had a way to cure his own father. How could such a person not make him feel a sense of dependence?
Therefore, when he saw Noah's battleship return to Terra's orbit, Guilliman decisively pushed aside the documents in front of him and then stood up abruptly.
He had to go find Noah; he truly couldn't stand another minute of these documents!
And just two minutes after Guilliman stood up, his desk, which had been half-cleared, was once again piled high with documents from the Department of the Interior.
The Imperium of Man is too vast; whether you want to save this Imperium or destroy it, you are an insignificant existence before its very being.
Unless you can either become as powerful an existence as the Emperor of the Imperium of Man, leading the Imperium of Man to launch another Great Crusade.
Or you can only be like Noah, possessing a superhuman brain, an almost infinite brain, and powerful technology that can solve all your problems.
Guilliman left the hall of the Department of the Interior at a run.
He was afraid that if he ran too slowly, he would look back to see his desk once again piled high with a large number of documents, and then be re-engulfed in the sea of documents.
Even if this matter was destined, Guilliman's thoughts were very clear.
To see it even one second later was worth it!
Consider it a holiday for himself.
When Noah saw Guilliman again, the Imperial Regent in front of him looked incredibly exhausted, which showed how hard he had been working recently.
Noah took a few steps forward, pulled out a syringe, and injected it into Guilliman, relieving him of some of his fatigue once more.
The super repair fluid could mend any damage caused to the human body, equivalent to a panacea in the Warhammer world.
This was something that almost every citizen of the Terran Federation was equipped with; it could be used to repair damaged bodies, though it couldn't restore a fatigued mind.
However, once the body recovered, one could naturally rest better, thereby restoring their spirit.
Guilliman, who had just met Noah and hadn't even said a word, was given an injection, and immediately after, he felt his body starting to improve.
"Ah~" In his comfort, Guilliman couldn't help but let out a soft sigh, making some very pleasurable groans.
Noah was already accustomed to Guilliman's reactions.
After retracting the syringe in his hand, he swiftly walked towards his laboratory.
He had no desire to hear Guilliman tell him about the new troubles and issues the Imperium was facing; he needed to go back and check on the progress of his plan.
Once the 600,000 Grey Knights in his laboratory completed their training, the Webway War could begin.
Guilliman looked with a hint of resentment in the direction Noah had left.
He hadn't even opened his mouth to speak, and Noah had already left. Had he come out for nothing?
Guilliman sighed heavily. He decided to return to his duties. As the 13th son and 13th Primarch of the Emperor, he would not shirk his responsibilities.
Besides, this trip out had indeed restored his body significantly, so it wasn't entirely in vain.
"Regent Guilliman." Just as Guilliman resigned himself to turning back to his administrative duties, one of Noah's combat robots appeared beside him, carrying a small box.
"Grand Marshal asked me to give this to you. Inside are 400 doses of repair fluid. You can use them to recover when your body is tired."
"In addition, the Grand Marshal has also prepared 800 doses of special concentrated mental recovery coffee for you."
"Regarding your fatigue from handling state affairs, the Grand Marshal has already ordered 10 senior administrative personnel to be dispatched to you. You can delegate some of your duties to them to both train them and allow yourself to relax."
Alright, he was moral after all.
Noah still chose to help Guilliman resolve the problems he was currently facing.
Noah mobilized 10 administrative personnel, trained by himself, to assist Guilliman, which also served as an early introduction to the Imperium's administrative system.
At the same time, he also provided Guilliman with enough medicine.
At least for the next few years, Guilliman could maintain his peak condition and continuously handle all affairs.
More importantly, he also considered the issues of the Imperium, so he didn't directly implement AI for him.
Guilliman took the small box, opened it, and saw four hundred repair fluids, neatly arranged and glowing with a faint blue light. He picked one up and noticed that it even had thoughtful instructions for use:
"Effective within 30 seconds of injection. Recommended for use with special coffee for better results."
Guilliman's mouth twitched, "This guy..."
The combat robot added, "Also, the Grand Marshal asked me to relay to you—"
"Don't work yourself to death. The Empire doesn't have a second Primarch who can work right now."
Guilliman: "..."
Guilliman was speechless. He had been quite touched when he first heard the combat robot speak, but now that feeling was filled with an overwhelming urge to complain.
Alright, alright, the Empire doesn't have a second Primarch who can work, huh? He really wanted to drag all his brothers back.
However, this thought was just a thought. When he thought of his brothers, Guilliman fell silent once more. He didn't know what to say.
Even now, he didn't know if his brothers still existed, or if there was any chance of saving those who had become traitors.
Guilliman silently took the box provided by the combat robot and then carried his box of treasures back to the Department of Interior.
The 10 civil servants Noah had arranged for him had already arrived at his Department of Interior office and were waiting for him there.
These individuals wore robes of red and black, their clean attire impeccably tailored. Anyone who saw them would say that these were robes perfectly suited for noble etiquette.
They stood in Guilliman's office, awaiting his instructions to begin familiarizing themselves with the Imperium's internal administrative procedures.
As for the civil servants, Guilliman didn't hold too much hope, as the affairs of the Imperium were indeed complex.
However, since Noah had assigned him 10 civil servants, they must have some capability.
Guilliman decided to test their specific abilities first.
He casually tossed them a stack of documents piled high like a mountain: "Look at these first, get familiar with the process."
The administrative officials took the documents, glanced at them, and in less than two seconds, all frowned simultaneously.
"Lord Regent, this tax collection plan is 37% inefficient."
"The approval process for this conscription order has 14 redundant steps."
"This one..."
Guilliman was stunned. He had only intended to test their abilities, but they had pointed out inefficient problems that even he had grown accustomed to, all within a few seconds?
Of course, being able to discern this much was enough to be considered a decent civil servant, but it wasn't enough. Guilliman continued to look at the 10 civil servants with anticipation.
If they could also offer solutions and countermeasures, that would be even better.
Coupled with their speed, then he, Guilliman, would truly be saved.
The lead administrative official adjusted his glasses: "Lord Regent, please allow us to re-optimize these processes."
Guilliman: "...Good."
An unexpected pleasant surprise, a genuine unexpected pleasant surprise. He hadn't thought these people could actually achieve this. Guilliman's mood brightened once more.
That's why having a top-tier scientist was so beneficial; he could solve any problem for himself in advance.
It was truly exhilarating. Was this what it felt like to have a strong backer?
Guilliman was in a joyful mood. He unceremoniously handed over a large batch of Department of Interior documents to the 10 civil servants in front of him.
He let them use their superhuman brains to tackle the problems, while he would handle what they had already processed.
This way, Guilliman's workload was significantly reduced.
He would finally not become a Primarch who was worked to death by the Department of Interior's documents.
Meanwhile, in Noah's laboratory.
Six hundred thousand Grey Knight recruits were undergoing their final adaptive training.
Their psionics fluctuations formed a brilliant silver-white nebula in the Warp, even drawing the attention of the Emperor on the Golden Throne.
Noah stood on the observation deck, nodding with satisfaction: "Almost there."
Although there was still a huge gap between these individuals and the full psionics legions, they were more or less sufficient for engaging in war with the Warp Daemons.
For countless years, this was the first time the Imperium of Man began preparing to counterattack the Warp Daemons.
The Imperium of Man had always been unable to launch an effective counterattack against the Warp Daemons. They were almost always on the passive defensive.
Even though the Space Marines had indeed thwarted many schemes of the Warp Daemons, one thing was certain.
The Imperium of Man simply could not launch an effective counterattack against the Warp Daemons; they were within the Warp.
The Imperium of Man could not charge at them.
Now, with Noah's 600,000 Grey Knights Forces about to complete their final adjustments, the moment of counterattack was imminent.
It was time to let the Warp Daemons feel what it was like to face Space Marines surging like a turbulent tide.
The only thing Noah regretted was that he still didn't have zelo, which prevented him from enhancing the combat power of these Grey Knights Forces.
He could only rely on his 400 Psionic Legion soldiers to lead the charge.
Of course, even this would suffice; Noah did not intend to only use his Grey Knights Forces and 400 Psionic Legion soldiers.
He also planned to deploy 8 million Space Marines in this war.
For Noah at this time, the supply of Space Marines was virtually endless.
Even if all 8 million were sacrificed, Noah could issue an order to call in more Space Marines from his colony worlds to join the war.
So far, he had proactively issued a conscription order, and more Space Marines were being trained on his colony worlds. Of course, due to the Codex Astartes, these units were still named PDF.
Noah's fleet was recapturing Imperial Worlds in several surrounding star systems, and among these Imperial Worlds, what struck Noah most was their massive populations.
Even in the stellaris era, population is a relatively precious commodity, and many empires lack it. However, in the Warhammer World, population is the least valuable thing.
For Noah, he had enough technology to convert population into combat power.
Therefore, the Imperium's massive scale and vast human population became his greatest reliance.
In the most extreme circumstances, with the full support of his existing 6 colony worlds, Noah could deploy tens of millions of Space Marines into war every month.
While doing so would undoubtedly halt other production, it represented the extreme war scenario.
As time slowly passed, Guilliman, having received Noah's solutions and aid, found things becoming much smoother.
The Department of the Interior's efficiency was forced to accelerate somewhat under the supervision of the 10 Interior Officials Noah brought and Guilliman's urging.
On Noah's side, his first Grey Knights Forces of 600,000 had all been conscripted, fully equipped, and were ready for war.
In addition, he once again applied to Terra's Psyker Academy for a new batch of volunteers, totaling 1 million people.
They would once again be trained by Noah into this level of Grey Knights, to supplement any potential troop shortages that might occur during the Webway War.
One million people was not the limit of Terra's Psyker Academy, but rather the limit Noah could manage simultaneously.
After all, he had many things to do and couldn't devote all his energy to training these Grey Knights here.
The Imperium of Man seemed to be entering a flourishing period again. As for how many Imperial Worlds would be massacred by Abaddon during this time, that was not a problem Noah and Guilliman could solve.
For the Imperium of Man at this moment, the greatest hope was for Noah to launch a war against the four gods in the Webway.
This would force the four gods to commit more Daemons to this War of the Webway, thereby slowing down their attack speed in the real universe and buying time for the Imperium of Man.
After finally completing the creation of his 600,000 Grey Knights, Noah once again left his laboratory.
When Noah once again emerged from the laboratory, the 20 Custodians guarding his laboratory door simultaneously knelt on one knee, offering their respect to Noah.
As the Sun Lord Imperial Warmaster, Noah never needed to hide his intentions. His intentions were clear after he led his army back to Terra: Noah was preparing to fight a new Webway War.
His reliance was the 600,000 Grey Knights Forces he had even created in his laboratory. The existence of this force had long been known to everyone on Imperial Terra.
The Psykers of the Psyker Academy in the capital of Terra were even proud to be considered as candidates for Noah's Grey Knights project.
As Custodians, when they heard that Noah was preparing to actively attack the four gods through the Webway, their respect was equally present.
Therefore, when Noah left again, everything his departure represented was self-evident: the Webway War was about to begin.
"Rise, no need for such formalities."
"Tell your commander to send a batch of your Custodian adaptives in five days. I'll see if I can increase your chances of becoming Custodians."
"The number of Custodians is too small, insufficient to meet the demands of war and attrition. Therefore, you need more people. I have already had a detailed discussion about this with that fellow human sitting on the golden throne."
"For the first batch, send 100,000 people to my laboratory first, and I will see if I can produce more Custodians."
Noah's words undoubtedly exploded in the ears of the Custodians. These 20 Custodians could hardly believe what they had heard.
This powerful Sun Lord, after completing the large-scale expansion of the Grey Knights Forces, once again turned his attention to the Custodians.
He was preparing to expand the Custodians on a large scale as well.
With the Grey Knights as a precedent, the Custodians, looking at each other, then simultaneously looked towards the Grey Knights Forces slowly leaving the laboratory, preparing to assemble at the barracks.
The fact that 600,000 Grey Knights Forces could comfortably stay in Noah's laboratory was enough to show how large this great figure's laboratory was.
It also Daemonstrated his technological capabilities.
If Grey Knights could be mass-produced to this extent, then was there a similar possibility for them, the Custodians?
If it was truly possible, and they, the Custodians, could also be mass-produced, that would be wonderful. Just think, after the War of the Webway, it took the Custodian Ten Thousand to replenish its losses for a full ten thousand years.
If they could truly be replenished quickly and have more Custodian Forces, that would be excellent.
They would be able to suppress those Space Marine troops who might rebel, for the Emperor on the golden throne and for Noah in the laboratory.
Undoubtedly, under the influence of the Emperor and Noah's own performance, these Custodians had already regarded Noah as a second Emperor.
There was no other way; the Emperor said every day to treat Noah as they would treat him.
How could the Custodians, each loyal and devoted to the Emperor, not have such thoughts?
Didn't Noah look like a second Emperor?
Such powerful abilities, who else but the Emperor could achieve them?
Equally powerful psionics, equally powerful scientific research capabilities—wasn't this just a replica of the Emperor?
With the assistance of the Custodian Guard, Noah did not need to handle most matters; his army had already begun to assemble and was preparing to move towards the Throne Room.
The Throne Room was no longer the Throne Room of the past; it had undergone round after round of expansion, all to accommodate Noah's preparations for the upcoming Webway War.
When Noah arrived at the Throne Room, his Grey Knights Forces had already completed their assembly there, and the Custodian Guard had also mobilized a full 6,000 Custodians, ready for battle.
They would collectively enter the Webway to fight and wash away past disgrace.
Elsewhere in the Imperial Palace on Terra, a total of 8 million Space Marines were also ready.
Accompanying them in battle were a staggering 4,000 warlord-class titans and the newly manufactured 1,200 Emperor-class titans.
They would also enter the Webway together to coordinate operations.
In addition, on Noah's colony planet, more titan machine spirits were constantly being assembled.
Noah's productivity had now greatly increased.
Under conditions where all resource demands were met, the production of titan machine spirits had increased from 10 warlord-class titans per day to 5 Emperor-class titans and 50 warlord-class titans per day.
At the same time, to compensate for the lack of small-scale combat units, Noah also added several production lines for Warmaster-class titans.
However, there were not many production lines for this type of titan; he could only produce 100 per day.
For Noah at this time, his total titan production amounted to only 155 units per day.
Titan drivers were easily solved; with some basic combat AIs and knowledge created through DNA, titan drivers were very easy to acquire.
One of the most famous characteristics of the Imperium of Man was that it had people when you needed people, money when you needed money, weapons when you needed weapons, and supplies when you needed supplies.
You might need other things that the Imperium of Man couldn't provide, but if you only needed people, the Imperium of Man could provide as many as you wanted.
This truly far exceeded Noah's imagination.
In the Terran Federation, humanity would not squander its citizens like this; each of these citizens was a precious existence.
The army was ready, and everyone's gaze was fixed on the Emperor and Noah; at this moment, these two greatest existences of the Imperium of Man were conversing with each other.
"Neoth, I am preparing to open the Webway beneath your backside and start a war."
"You know, the Imperium of Man is now facing an unprecedented challenge. To curb the offensive of the Chaos Daemons, the best way is to directly attack their home base."
"I once heard them say that you are an immortal, who guided the development of humanity and experienced many things. I think you should be familiar with the idiom 'besiege Wei to rescue Zhao.'"
The Emperor, seated on the golden throne, also nodded to Noah at this moment.
"I am very clear. You just go ahead and do it. I am already sitting here. If it ultimately fails, then I'll just keep sitting."
For the Emperor, he loved humanity, but he loved humanity itself.
If Noah had not appeared, he might have made the decision to abandon parts of humanity to ensure the continuation of the human race.
After all, he didn't know ordinary humans.
Facing a group of people he didn't know, who prayed to him and bothered him all day, it was already quite good that he was still willing to offer protection.
However, Noah's appearance showed the Emperor another possibility: he seemed able to protect those humans.
If possible, the Emperor was willing to save more humans; he was already sitting on the golden throne anyway.
He didn't mind sitting for a bit longer. If the Webway War failed, at worst, he would just continue to block it with his butt.
Therefore, the two reached a consensus after only a brief conversation.
After reaching a consensus with the Emperor, Noah no longer waited. Instead, he quickly operated with both hands, and a large amount of materials and resources moved orderly under his psionics control, arranging themselves according to specific patterns.
At the same time, two secondary singularity cores were also placed by Noah inside the Throne Room, emitting powerful energy.
This was not the zero point core Noah had used before; now he was directly using singularity cores to provide power.
From this, one could see how large the Webway Noah was about to construct would be.
Noah did not avoid the Emperor but began to construct a new Webway right in front of him.
This would be a new entrance, and the Emperor would not need to move his butt; the Emperor could still block it.
The reason Noah wanted to do this was simple: he wanted to build an entrance that could be closed at any time.
If the trend of the Webway War far exceeded Noah's expectations, then the war could be ended immediately.
Noah's actions did not avoid the Emperor, who watched Noah with an expression of awe, absorbing specific scientific knowledge.
The Emperor was merely an ordinary student of science during the Terran Federation era; he was a recluse. He did not possess a strong technological foundation or knowledge.
Otherwise, when the Imperium of Man was founded, he would not have been tinkering with the Webway for so long.
In short, the Emperor knew there was a Webway here, and he knew these things could be used.
But he didn't know how to build, maintain, or repair it, which was why the Emperor needed to repair the Webway under the golden throne for so long.
However, his learning ability was not bad; after all, he tinkered with it and actually managed to get it working.
And now, Noah was constructing the Webway entrance in front of him, which was rare knowledge for the Emperor. He was absorbing this knowledge.
Even if he knew that even if he stood up, the Imperium of Man no longer needed him to be hands-on.
But he was still diligently learning.
The Emperor felt he was human, and Noah also felt he was human, so he wanted to display a human characteristic: never stumble twice in the same place.
Previously, because he couldn't manage this thing, it was destroyed by his son, leading to him still having to suffer on the golden throne.
For this, this matter had become his disgrace. He wanted to wash away this disgrace, so how to wash it away?
Naturally, by mastering this technology. As long as he mastered this technology, it would be equivalent to washing away his disgrace.
The Emperor stared intently at Noah, watching his hands move constantly, building one device after another.
He tried to learn, but the outcome was tragic.
He couldn't understand Noah's operations at all. Just as he finally managed to grasp the first knowledge point, the Webway gate opened.
Neoth: "I truly am a bad student. Learning has nothing to do with me. Forget it, forget it."
The gate to the Webway opened again, and a dense psionics began to permeate into reality, but the Emperor's psionics precisely sealed it back.
Noah looked at the Webway before him, and the Warp Daemons inside, like feces, rushed towards his face.
It was similar to standing still, and a gust of wind directly blew a pile of feces onto his face.
And all of this indicated how many enemies were on the other side.
To open up a situation for his troops, and also to create some space on the battlefield for his army to pour into.
Therefore, Noah unleashed a psionic lightning bolt that he had gathered for a long time.
The powerful psionics lightning bolt fiercely struck into the Webway before anyone else could charge in, and then a large area of Daemons inside the Webway was directly cleared out.
"Attack!"
"Annihilate those existences like feces, and make them tremble under the glory of humanity!"
Noah roared, no longer like a scientist, but rather like a true military commander, a Warmaster.
Under Noah's command, the Custodes began to charge in first. 6,000 Custodes directly rushed into the Webway, commencing a massacre.
The Custodes wanted to wash away their past shame and avenge their fallen Custodes brothers!
Advancing with the Custodes were 400 Psykers from the Psionic Legion. They also followed around the Custodes, providing powerful psionics to them, while also eliminating the surrounding rabble and the Daemons.
After this most powerful vanguard unit charged into the Webway, 600,000 Grey Knights Forces then launched their attack.
An endless stream of Grey Knights Forces began to pour into the Webway, using their equipped weapons to slaughter the Daemons.
However, when Noah launched his attack, these Daemons had not yet recovered.
Originally, the Daemons lived peacefully under the Emperor's backside, because with the Emperor stationed there, they couldn't charge into Terra anyway, so it became their dwelling place.
The Daemons here had no fighting spirit whatsoever; they were merely living here.
And on this day, which the Daemons considered to be another peaceful day, an unexpected event occurred while they were contemplating whether to pledge loyalty to their main god in the real universe.
They were originally living peacefully here when Noah first threw in a powerful psionics lightning bolt.
The powerful psionics lightning bolt directly annihilated all the Daemons around the Webway, clearing a large area of land.
At this point, the Daemons still didn't have any other feelings. Perhaps the Emperor had grown tired of sitting and decided to throw down some psionics to punish them and attack them.
They could understand such things; after all, it wasn't them who died.
Moreover, the ordinary Daemons that were annihilated would become their nourishment, and these Daemons were originally quite happy.
But then they were no longer happy. A full 6,000 Custodes charged into the Webway, and 400 powerful Psykers floated around them.
A massacre began.
The Daemon armies stationed around the Webway were hit hard, and were completely wiped out in just a few minutes.
In the face of the Custodes' nanosecond-level reactions and the Psionic Legion's attacks that fundamentally obliterated the Daemons, none of these lesser Daemons could survive.
Even the Greater Daemon of Chaos had no ability to resist.
Over 30 Greater Daemon of Chaos were all chopped into mincemeat by the Custodes at the very beginning.
Then the Psionic Legion took action, completely eradicating these 30 Greater Daemon of Chaos.
The energy returned to the Chaos Gods' bodies.
Here, it is necessary to explain the essence of a Greater Daemon of Chaos. The essence of a Greater Daemon of Chaos is actually the origin of the four Chaos Gods.
Because of this, to completely annihilate these Greater Daemon of Chaos, so that this type and full authority of Greater Daemon of Chaos would never appear again, would be equivalent to obliterating a certain concept in the universe.
This is the main reason why Greater Daemon of Chaos and Chaos Gods are difficult to deal with.
For the Chaos Gods, they can have as many Greater Daemon of Chaos as they want.
They only need to throw out part of their authority and inject some energy to become a Greater Daemon of Chaos.
The Imperium of Man, when facing creatures of this level, generally adopts the method of Grey Knights and ordinary Psykers, whose purpose is to banish these Greater Daemon of Chaos.
However, this merely drives these entities back into the Warp. Although their bodies in the real universe are destroyed, their consciousness and experience still remain.
Undoubtedly, after prolonged warfare, Greater Daemon of Chaos will become increasingly difficult to deal with.
Because they have accumulated much experience, but what Noah's Psionic Legion does is different.
The Psionic Legion's attack directly erases the energy and authority of the Greater Daemon of Chaos, which will return to the Chaos Gods' bodies, meaning that this main Greater Daemon of Chaos will completely disappear at this moment.
Even if the Chaos Gods use this authority and energy to create a new Greater Daemon of Chaos, this Greater Daemon of Chaos will no longer be the current one.
Therefore, the Imperium of Man's method of eliminating Greater Daemon of Chaos and Noah's method of eliminating Greater Daemon of Chaos can be said to be completely different.
One merely disposes of them temporarily, while the other removes them permanently.
You can resurrect and create new Greater Daemon of Chaos, but the new Greater Daemon of Chaos will definitely not be as powerful as these battle-hardened individuals.
At the same time, since the Greater Daemon of Chaos will also be completely erased, the newly resurrected ones will not be these same Greater Daemon of Chaos.
So, when this news spreads, even in the hearts of the Greater Daemon of Chaos, an emotion of fear will uncontrollably emerge.
The immortal characteristic of Chaos Daemons was weakened at this moment by some small tricks employed by Noah.
They can still be resurrected, but the prerequisite for resurrection is that it is no longer the one who has already died.
The newly resurrected Greater Daemon of Chaos will become a new life.
Even if they are resurrected, what's the point if it's no longer themselves? The Greater Daemon of Chaos began to become somewhat hesitant.
After the Custodes, Psionic Legion, and Grey Knights fought side-by-side to eliminate the ordinary Daemons and Greater Daemon of Chaos in the first half of the Webway.
In the next 30 minutes or so, not a single Daemon continued to enter the Webway.
As Greater Daemon of Chaos, they could feel that the fellow who had previously opposed and bickered with them had been fundamentally erased, and the newly resurrected one would certainly not be the same individual.
Because of this, these Greater Daemon of Chaos were somewhat afraid, and they did not want to continue charging.
The Greater Daemon of Chaos did not charge, nor did they issue orders for ordinary Daemons to charge.
How could ordinary Daemon units like Bloodletters and Tzeentchian lesser Daemons possibly charge?
The battle situation momentarily fell into an extremely absurd state, but Noah could not let go of such a good opportunity.
An endless stream of Grey Knights Forces and Space Marine troops began to pour into the Webway.
Massive Emperor-class and warlord-class titan also followed the Space Marine troops into the Webway, preparing for battle.
The Chaos Daemons that had just been eliminated were merely an appetizer; the real main course had not yet arrived.