Chapter 209

The sky is burning.

Lei Guang fell from the void, splitting Baal's firmament, leaving a scar burning with purple flames.

The three planets that were the Archangel's second home were submerged by boiling Warp power, the star's radiance was obscured, psychics roared and fainted, astropaths wailed and their heads burst, navigators' third eyes burned with blasphemous evil fire, and Librarians struggled and fell to the ground.

All human hearts were whistling in the Warp torrent. They could clearly feel their souls being coveted by dark creatures outside reality, being licked by dark Warp evil energy.

Mortals let out sharp wails, countless madness and chaos surging in their eyes, and even more directly underwent distortion at the flesh level.

Sanguinius's offspring let out low sorrowful cries. The scene on the Vengeful Spirit appeared in their eyes, anger churning in their chests.

Mad calls came from the Tower of the Lost. Those ghouls who had fallen into the Red Thirst were roaring for blood.

Reality was wailing, the scar spanning the sky constantly expanding, and hell-like vortices and storms swirled from the scar, tearing the entire starry sky.

The Hive Mind was screaming, billions of Tyranid creatures were screaming.

The boiling Warp power hit the gestalt soul of the Tyranid swarm. The swarm's synaptic network began to burn, just like a spider web being ignited.

Since arriving in the galaxy, the Hive Mind had never suffered such serious damage. His will, born from billions of bodies and controlling billions of bodies, was cut off.

Even for a brief moment, the Hive Mind disappeared. He seemed to be swallowed by eternal darkness in the blink of an eye, but he quickly recovered. The swarm began to establish links with billions of Tyranid creatures.

But there was no doubt that in just that instant, the Tyranid swarm tasted the taste of death.

This made the Tyranids let out hisses and fury.

In the starry sky of Baal, the swarm first connected to those Tyranid hive fleets in the void.

In the void starry sky, most of the time only the Hive Mind's soul echoed. This was the realm He could most easily take back.

The Hive Mind let out an angry screech, and shadows spread in Baal again, blocking the scar that had swallowed most of the galaxy.

The Great Devourer's shadow first covered the main star of Baal. He wanted to protect the angel's remains, preventing them from being polluted by things in the Warp.

Important food should be properly protected!!

But the Hive Mind also quickly realized His failure.

In the Baal star system, countless Tyranid creatures were dying. Their brain stems were burned into ashes under the impact of the Warp torrent, many Tyranid biological ships turned into pieces of meat floating in the void, and many precious units were permanently lost.

The prey protected by the void shield in Angel Fortress also suffered an impact, but they recovered faster than the Hive Mind, and that void shield was almost intact.

The Tyranid's power on Baal's main star now had no possibility of breaking through that void shield.

The Hive Mind just wanted to control the part of the swarm He could still control and recover the biomass on Baal, but unexpectedly found...

In the orbit of Baal's main star, His capillary towers had been cut off.

On the broken ends, the Blood God's scarlet fury was overflowing.

The Hive Mind was silent for a moment. Those Tyranid biological ships in the void began to gather toward the hive ship.

The bodies of the Tyranid biological ships began to disintegrate in the void, turning into biomass and flowing into the hive ship.

The Norn Queen in the depths of the hive ship began diligent work, weaving brand-new biological units according to complex gene sequences.

On the land of Baal, An'ggrath let out a cry full of excitement.

The rift had unfolded. On Cadia, far away from Baal, Abaddon finally achieved His goal.

The Great Rift unfolded, bringing blood to the entire galaxy. The might of the Empyrean in the Eye of Terror was released into the entire galaxy, and the magnificence of the past Old Night was reappeared.

Since the human Emperor ascended the Golden Wang Zuo, there had never been such powerful Warp power raging in the reality universe. The Empyrean now had the upper hand in the contest with reality, and the Astronomican on Terra began to flicker, almost as if it were about to go out.

The Old Night had been reborn, Cadia had fallen.

The power of the Dark Gods was released more into reality, and part of the Blood God's sight could also leave Cadia and be cast into Baal.

An'ggrath could feel his power growing violently.

He should have been fighting on Baal, offering more blood to the Blood God.

However, that Librarian Dreadnought, that Malest, interfered with him. Although he did not completely banish him back to the Warp, he threw him to Baal I, this moon of Baal.

An'ggrath felt angry, but still couldn't help but praise Malest's courage and power.

He was a good opponent hard to find. An'ggrath truly hoped he could return to the throne of the cursed, so that perhaps he could fight him again in the future.

After all, good opponents are hard to find!

The Blood God's sight was cast on An'ggrath's body. His pitch-black wings gained power, enough to completely break free from the moon's gravity, leap across the void between the stars, and head to Baal's main star.

However, An'ggrath smelled the scent of blood.

The buzzing of power armor and beast-like panting rang out all around.

Warriors wearing silver-red power armor appeared around the wilderness, surrounding An'ggrath.

An'ggrath noticed that they were full of blood, some from the swarm, some from humans.

They were hissing in a low voice, casting angry gazes at An'ggrath.

An'ggrath saw the secret hidden under their helmets.

"Daemon." A wild roar rang out. Joral, the Chapter Master of the Blood Knights, stood before An'ggrath, staring at it: "Blood God's running dog!"

An'ggrath let out a hearty laugh.

War! Sure enough, there will never be a shortage of war in this galaxy!

The Bai Hu saber cut through the air like a whisper of a sad wind, colliding with the greatsword Samni'arius forged by a Slaanesh daemon.

Bang!!!

The sound of blades colliding rang out, and a flash of electric light burst out between the two's collision.

The Khan laughed out loud. Even after ten thousand years, he was still the fastest one.

He brandished the blade nimbly, spinning his feet rapidly, his cloak rolling up the clouds, covering the direction of his blade.

"Roar!!!"

His beast brother let out a wail. The Khan's scimitar drew an arc as sharp as a viper, cutting a hideous scar on Angron's leg.

Angron, the Khan's angry brother, brandished the power axe, rolling up a wildfire condensed from blood, slashing at the Khan's head.

The Khan praised it. The wildfire became much smaller before it even touched him.

Since the Great Crusade era, the Khan had discovered that he seemed to have some power to resist destructive psychic power.

He was largely immune to those fatal attacks, and the blasphemous evil power in the Path of Heaven was useless against him.

He could balance the energy of Yin and Yang, finding balance in reality and the Warp, and even the warriors following him would gain similar power.

But Angron's power came directly from the Blood God, so even the Khan could not be completely immune.

Just like he couldn't be completely immune to Mortarion's poison back then.

But the Khan was far stronger than ten thousand years ago, knowing his power better than in the past.

The Khan's famous speed played a role again. He easily dodged Angron's attack.

Even a hybrid of the Blood God's Yaksha and a Primarch could not keep up with him.

Angron saw a series of dazzling feints and dodges in the blink of an eye, countless blades rushing in between electric light and flint. In an instant, Angron seemed to be facing a blade storm.

Bloodstains were cut on Angron's arms. The sturdy body given by the Blood God resisted Jaghatai Khan's blade.

Jaghatai Khan almost couldn't cause real damage. He had to chase and pierce the vital point with one sword to banish Angron!

The two fought on the grassland, wild grass floating like wind, thunder often falling, sprinkling on Angron's body, wind often blowing, pushing the Khan's Bai Hu blade.

Bai Hu cries in the morning, thunder sounds in the four fields!

The storm roared, thunder flashed, the Khan's blade was sandwiched in a thunderbolt, slashing at Angron's neck with an unstoppable posture——————

Angron flapped his wings and flew high, dodging the Khan's almost fatal throat-sealing strike by flying.

"Wings again." The Khan smiled contemptuously and disdainfully.

He had seen the Archangel's wings, Mortarion's moth wings, and heard that his former friend Magnus had also grown scarlet and blue raven wings.

"Mortarion's are much better than yours."

The Khan's blade went up against the wind stirred by Angron's wings.

"The Yaksha travels on wings, borrowing the might of the gods, still a slave Angron. You can fly, but you are still the Blood God's slave."

"Only the brave move according to righteousness, the wise move according to benevolence, doing whatever they want, without exceeding benevolence and righteousness, wandering in infinite freedom."

The sharpness of the Bai Hu saber cut through the air itself. The Khan seemed to have crossed the distance between himself and Angron in the blink of an eye, the blade already slightly piercing into Angron's throat.

Bang!!!

A bloodstain cut through the entire grassland, wild grass burned in the fire, the blue sky collapsed and disintegrated, the Warp torrent rolled this space into pieces.

A hideous rift began to tear from the Warp, spreading to the entire galaxy.

The storm prophets who cooperated with the Khan to support this grassland let out a low wail. They knelt on the ground, the scene of the Warp was revealed before Angron again, and the Blood God's will was added to Angron's body again, his power rising step by step.

The Lord of Red Sand roared, the greatsword swept across the Khan's chest, the Khan let out a muffled groan, and was repelled.

Angron then suddenly discovered that he was beside the Warp reflection of the Baal tri-star system, almost about to arrive in the reality universe, just deceived by the scene woven by Jaghatai Khan and his storm prophets.

He roared and rushed toward reality.

The Khan and the White Scars' storm prophets wanted to block him, but just at this moment, scorching scarlet flames sprinkled from afar.

Eight Bloodthirsters burning with flames blocked the Khan and the White Scars.

Quite a few World Eaters berserkers also appeared beside the Bloodthirsters.

With the end of the Battle of Cadia, the Blood God was able to invest more power into Baal.

Zhou Yun looked at the situation before him with a "what the hell" expression.

The winged figure in the white light suddenly told him that the Great Rift had unfolded, Gabriel Seth and his Flesh Tearers were almost half a foot on the edge of the Black Rage.

And Mephiston, the only one who knew how to unlock this complex golden sarcophagus, had fallen to the ground, letting out low, unnecessary wails from his mouth.

His psychic power was so powerful that he also suffered the greatest impact from the unfolding of the Great Rift.

At the same time, Zhou Yun could vaguely hear reality wailing, beastly roars ringing out, and a Warp rift was slowly tearing open before him.

Zhou Yun did not hesitate at all, took out the Super Cap, teleported to Mephiston's side, pressed the Mechanizer with his left hand, and gripped Mephiston's neck with his right hand to lift him up.

(End of chapter)