The 28th Expeditionary Fleet, the Pride of the Emperor.
Another day.
"Thirty years, Chemos, Sagittarius, golden ring..."
"I love Fu, Fu loves me..."
The Eldar Corsairs had once again gathered in front of the shrine, chanting incomprehensible blessings to the new Phoenix King's flame.
Even if Kasjia were here, he would not be able to understand why, when this group of people were chanting The Sagittarius Golden Ring, the attention of the Thirsting Lady (Slaanesh) on them would weaken.
Yes, Slaanesh was still watching them.
Even after being burned by Kasjia's flame, they were no longer at the mercy of the Thirsting Lady.
But She, and the daemons under Her, would not let go of any soul that dared to escape from Her hands.
Especially a situation where they had slipped through Her fingers.
The Thirsting Lady had been watching the souls of all the Eldar all this time.
But for some reason, Yriel had discovered that when she was watching the play The Sagittarius, Golden Ring, the gaze of Slaanesh would weaken a lot.
On this basis, the Eldar had naturally also added the key lines from the play to their prayers.
But this time, as they had chanted their prayers for the thirtieth time...
...the flame suddenly grew brighter.
The main planet of Gardiner.
The battlefield.
"Wait! That's not what I meant—"
"Seriously, I don't really understand your sorcerer's way of thinking."
"Since you've already predicted it, you should try to change it and make up for the regrets of the future, shouldn't you?"
Cicero was right.
But...
"There's no one. I and my Ultramarines will go with you."
"Let's go! My Ultramarines!"
"Since Arcur died because of my failure, my inability to take Gardiner, then I will be the one to solve this matter!"
Under the cannon fire of Gardiner, the ground forces of the 413th Expeditionary Fleet had been instantly annihilated.
As the commander, he, Cicero, was to blame.
Before Guilliman arrived, the Chapter Master Cicero had already prepared to die, and had taken the initiative to take on the responsibility of the vanguard.
The shame of the Ultramarines can only be washed away with blood.
He, the Ultramarine Cicero, would not live with the shame of his dead battle-brothers.
"Come on, Kasjia! You saved me twice. I should have given this life back to you long ago!"
"Attack the fortress shield generator! Let us save the sword saint together!"
The Ultramarines beside him burst out in astonishing shouts.
"My Ultramarines, charge with us!"
"For the Imperium! For Ultramar!"
"For—Guilliman!!!"
At this point, that Arcur had decided to die herself...
...was already unspeakable.
To save her or not...?
When the unrelated Ultramarines were charging at the Gardinerians for the sake of Arcur Tona.
Could he, Kasjia, really hesitate because of some so-called influence of a prophecy?
The hesitation only lasted for a moment.
Save her!
Of course he had to save her!
When he had come to this Warhammer world, when he had learned of everything and had chosen to come out of the mountains with Fulgrim, he should not have had any hesitation!
If he had been a coward, afraid of the curse of fate, he should have died of old age on Chemos long ago!
And he had appeared here to save all of this!
A golden-red flame, at this moment, climbed into Kasjia's eyes.
As if it were real.
Kasjia made up his mind, and his heart sank. He followed behind them and rushed towards the Gardinerian fortress.
Arcur Tona!
Even if the reactor explodes, I will save you from it!
If I'm being reckless, I'm being reckless. It's not like I haven't been reckless before!
A psionic reactor, is it!
Come out and fight me one on one!
Kasjia slammed on the throttle, and drove the purple-and-gold motorcycle under him straight towards the Gardinerian fortress.
"What's the situation on your side? Can you destroy the other side's defensive facilities?"
Ferris shouted to Arcur Tona, aiming at the communication device at her ear.
She was a little anxious.
Currently, although she had been at odds with him on the stage before, it was also because she had taken a liking to his talent.
This Son of the Emperor, whom she valued most, had broken into the enemy's formation alone, and was facing the enemy's heavy siege alone. It made Ferris feel a little panicked at the thought of losing him.
And in the communication system, Arcur did not answer.
Only the sound of countless swords and blades cutting through armor and flesh, accompanied by the particle cannons and laser cannons firing from all directions.
Just by hearing these sounds, one could tell that Arcur was at this moment deep in the enemy's formation alone, and with her own strength, she was wreaking havoc inside the enemy's position.
Actually, it was not just Arcur who was wreaking havoc.
With the high-speed motorcycle under him as a mobile tool, and at the same time, with the Ultramarines charging forward without a care for their lives to attract the firepower of the last of the Gardinerians, Kasjia's action of breaking into the other's fortress had almost met with no effective resistance.
But as Kasjia broke into the interior of the shield generator under the heavy siege of the position's artillery fire, he had to abandon his motorcycle and also cut into the core of the giant shield generator alone.
"Stop him!"
The Gardinerian modified warriors guarding here rushed madly towards Kasjia, trying to block his path.
A tide-like wave of soldiers, although they could not completely stop Kasjia's advance, they could greatly slow him down.
"Damn you, bastards!"
An nameless anger and impulse welled up in Kasjia's heart at this moment.
He could feel that the flame on his right hand was constantly burning.
This flame from the Warp, as he advanced recklessly, was becoming more and more integrated with himself.
Kasjia's pace and speed were both increasing, and his own aura was also constantly strengthening.
He was in the midst of a transformation.
But at this moment, Kasjia had no leisure to pay attention to these things.
He was anxiously searching for Arcur's whereabouts.
"There!"
And then, he found her.
"Quick! Deploy more personnel to Arcur's location!"
"Support his advance! This is our last—"
Ferris shouted into the communication system.
But what answered her was, after a moment of silence, from Arcur...
...her last words.
"My lord, it's not necessary."
BOOM!!!
There was no need for a communication system at all.
A strong explosion, which everyone could hear, rang out from the core area of the Gardinerian capital fortress, in front of the UFO-shaped, large tower.
The other's central control machine had been completely destroyed by Arcur.
But it was clear that Arcur could not possibly have survived such a tragic explosion.
Arcur was dead.
The peerless sword saint of the Emperor's Children, one of the only two guys in the entire fleet who could make her use her full strength.
Had just died so easily.
Ferris found it a little hard to accept this result.
[The weak should be eliminated. She had not undergone mechanical enhancement, and she deserved such an end.]
[She was weak. Eliminating her was a matter of course.]
Bullshit!
Ferris refuted the voice in her heart loudly.
If Arcur was weak, then the entire Iron Hands were all trash!
But if she wasn't trash, then why did she die?
Does that mean that all who die for the greater good are weak and sentimental, and need to be eliminated?
Wrong!
Ferris suddenly felt an abnormality in her mind.
This shouldn't be her thought at all!!!
As if waking from a long dream, Ferris looked at the iron hands of the Iron Hands beside her and suddenly realized!
What is this!?
Why would they abandon their own flesh and blood to accept mechanization? Isn't this something she was strongly opposed to?!
Wait!
It seems I was the one who let them go for mechanical modification!
What on earth is—
"Ah!"
A thick, dark black aura constantly gushed out from the top of Ferris's head.
"Quick! The Primarch has been hit by a Gardinerian psionic attack!"
The Thousand Sons Librarian, Amal, seeing that the time had come, immediately shouted to the many Thousand Sons behind him.
"Help the Primarch!!!"
The psionic lightning from Amal, at this moment, rushed towards the thick black gas.
They were not very clear on the best way to deal with Warp creatures, but psionic lightning and fire were generally a universal solution.
However, after the lightning had been in contact with the other party for a little while, it quickly melted and disappeared.
This black gas is really strange!
"Continue to increase the intensity! Let's purify it together!"
But even the combined sorcerer team of so many Thousand Sons could only hold it back, preventing the other party from continuing to affect Ferris's mind.
Apart from that, it seemed that the attack had not caused much effective damage.
The fire of the explosion swallowed everything before her eyes.
In the final moments of her life, she thought of her various, distinctive students.
Especially that guy Kasjia.
He could always bring her all kinds of surprises.
However, ever since he had had his psionic awakening and had gained the ability of foresight, he didn't seem to be as active and optimistic as usual.
Perhaps he had felt the burden on his shoulders.
And her, Fulgrim, to whom she had sworn allegiance.
"The Emperor's Children... what will happen to them in the future?"
She closed her eyes and murmured softly.
"Then all of this, of course, you will have to witness for yourself."
In her ear, came Kasjia's reply.
Wait, Kasjia!?
At the moment the reactor was about to explode, a flame from the Warp had instantly swept over her and the guy beside her.
And the other had hugged her body and was now rushing out at a high speed.
But the reactor had still exploded behind them.
"REPAIR IT!!!"
Fortunately, this was a psionic force field generator.
The massive psionic shockwave from the explosion, when it encountered Kasjia's flame, had suddenly weakened and disappeared a little.
Of course, this was only relative to Kasjia.
As for Arcur at the side, her body was still suffering from a strong psionic shock.
Even with the protection of Kasjia's flame, her power armor was also mostly damaged, losing its defensive performance.
"HOLD IT!!!"
As Kasjia's determination became more and more firm, more and more surging golden-red flames, as if they were real, climbed onto Arcur's and his, Kasjia's, bodies.
A much stronger flame than ever before was at this moment swirling around Kasjia.
Constantly weakening the damage from the psionic shockwave, and repairing the damage to his body.
The true Flame of Asuryan, even if the whole body was burned to ashes, could still be saved!
Even if he, Kasjia, had not yet fully awakened, with the power of this part of the flame, it was enough to save her life!
Almost... almost held it!
Under the protection of the golden-red flame, the psionic shockwave gradually subsided as it blew him out of the tower.
Kasjia let out a long sigh of relief.
With the phoenix flame surrounding him, he leaped towards the position of the Iron Hands.
"Let's go, Master."
"It's time to go home."
"Where is Kasjia now?"
"What?!"
"What do you mean he charged into the other side's shield generator spire with the Ultramarines?!"
Amal felt his vision go black.
What does this mean?!
Could it be that Kasjia had cheated on their Second Company Captain of the Emperor's Children and was preparing to die with someone else?
This level of explosion...
Amal would rather believe that he would be bitten by a dog while walking on Prospero than believe that Kasjia could come back alive!
"I'm back."
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Kasjia, with his armor almost intact, appeared in everyone's field of vision, holding Arcur.
"You two are—"
Amal looked at the other with some confusion.
Although Kasjia's appearance had not changed in any way.
But in terms of aura and feeling, the current Kasjia gave him more of an unpredictable feeling.
Mysterious and powerful.
"She's a little injured. Let the Apothecary take care of her."
"By the way, it must be our Emperor's Children's Apothecary."
I can't have just saved Arcur, only to turn around and see her being pimped out by the Iron Hands' Apothecary.
"Amal, how's Ferris's situation?"
"Not ideal."
"This unknown psionic attack on the Primarch is a bit too powerful. We can only temporarily suppress—"
"Alright, let me at them!"
With Kasjia's smile, a surging flame burned on his right arm.
Compared to the past, the golden-red firelight was more solid, and also more surging.
He looked at the constantly emerging pitch-black aura on Ferris's body.
When enemies meet, their eyes burn with hatred.
Damn you, daemon!
Give me—disappear forever!
The surging golden-red flame, in an instant, covered Ferris's entire body.
Burn!
Burn it hard for me!
Kasjia watched as the aura of The Sapphire King gradually weakened, and the urgency in his heart grew stronger.
This thing must not be allowed to escape back into the Warp!
The Sapphire King symbolized the self-hatred that was born after the death of Ferris. Once born, it would exist in all timelines.
The death of Ferris would be an inevitable fate!
And to eliminate this inevitability, The Sapphire King must be completely wiped from this world!
"Flame, burn it to death for me!!!"
Kasjia kept chanting in his heart.
But unfortunately, the other party was, after all, a famous greater daemon.
Even though at this moment it could only lightly possess Ferris, its essence was still a powerful Warp daemon.
An unawakened Phoenix King could indeed drive it back into the Warp.
But to completely eliminate it was still far from enough.
After a long period of roasting, to protect itself, The Sapphire King finally chose to separate from Ferris and return to the Warp.
With the dissipation of the last wisp of black gas, Ferris sat down on the ground, exhausted.
"Still couldn't completely wipe it out..." Kasjia muttered to himself.
Then in the future, wouldn't Ferris inevitably walk towards death...?
He was a little worried.
The Empyrean.
In the formless, ever-changing depths of the Warp.
"So strange..."
The Sapphire King had already escaped from Kasjia's pursuit.
At this time, after two rounds of roasting, he was already extremely weak.
But fortunately, in the boundless Empyrean, there was nothing that could harm—
ZHEW—!
An extremely fast golden holy arrow, passing through all obstacles of time or space, shot straight into the heart of the fleeing daemon.
On his body, in that instant, a pure golden flame ignited.
His own existence was being dissolved by this golden flame!
Panic covered all his thoughts.
Before completely dissipating, the daemon widened his disbelieving eyes.
This is also a flame that can erase everything!!!
He had never thought that he could still be completely killed by a mysterious attack after merging into the Empyrean!
"This is... what..."
In his dying moments, he looked in disbelief in the direction where the arrow had flown from, before being burned away by the golden flame.
It was... it was a Warp projection he had never seen before.
A shining, golden—
Centaur.
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