Chapter 679: The Remnant Soul of Isstvan

The galactic tremor cannot be hidden from anyone. As long as you have psychic potential, you can see the scarlet tentacles spreading to the Great Rift as soon as you look up.

The originally torn dimensional rifts were stitched together, and the first to heal was the Nakmond Corridor. This was the only safe route connecting to the dark side of the empire after the great rift was created, and the outposts on the opposite sides of the river collided directly with each other.

Cartier is a good place. The residents there witnessed this bizarre astronomical phenomenon firsthand, which made their originally lavender pupils turn scarlet. They could only lower their heads to avoid being blinded by the powerful energy radiation.

Such scenes were played out across the galaxy. All worlds on the Great Rift were shaken, the glaciers on Fenris were torn apart, and Ullanor began to move.

Countless worlds were torn apart by the chaotic gravity caused by orbital changes, but Hogg believed that it was all worth it. If the Great Rift was not closed, the empire would be like the old man Huang selling ditches, and everyone would want to poke it.

Time came to the last minute. Hogg had never felt so tired before, not even as tired as when he was oppressed by Slaanesh for ten thousand years. At least at that time he could still lick a few times to replenish his strength.

What made Hogg even more sad was that after learning that they could be resurrected after death, these bastards all uploaded their consciousness into the mind network, without considering the price they would have to pay for their old father's resurrection.

Every time a ball of blazing flames erupted, the dying roar of a Black Watcher would echo through the mind network:
"Father, I'm not a coward! Bang~"

Due to drinking Nuka-Cola all year round, the physical condition of Blackwatch is different from that of ordinary people. By detonating the high-yield nuclear bomb carried on the power armor, each cloaked cockroach is like a mobile dirty bomb, spreading all kinds of pollution in the surroundings.

Its flesh and blood tissue contains a large amount of psionic energy, which is more useful than the ashes of the Sister of Silence. With the heat wave, it can clear a large area.

When a person knows that he will not die at all, then death can be accepted. As long as Hogger in the Chain of Force does not perish, Blackwatch is just a copycat version of the Fourth Calamity.

Excluding Blackwatch who are still transporting supplies all over the galaxy, there are 17 cloaked cockroaches assembled in Breas. Hogg is not a transport captain who yells at his mother. As long as conditions permit, he will definitely use the majority to defeat the minority.

One on one? Not happening!
Ten minutes is not the limit left for Blackwatch, but the limit left for Hogg to revive his offspring, because Blackwatch’s financial resources are only enough to revive so many. If there are more, Hogg will be more miserable without money than being dead.

When the ten minutes were up, Hogg, who was acting as a human battery, stopped laughing. Every sound of self-explosion irritated his nerves, but the useless brother was not as ambitious as Guilliman. He would not say nine hours if he said so.

It’s just that the reinforcements came from the wrong position, they came in from behind!
Behind Breas, a new round of webway gates opened, and the doubly reinforced Midnight Lords and Raven Guards rushed out, becoming the third party force in the battle for Hogg.

The sudden arrival of the ships froze the battlefield for a second. After seeing the two supermodel legions printed with blasphemous symbols, Hogg's eyes revealed confusion. He didn't understand why the promised reinforcements didn't come, but instead four demon primarchs came.

Then, just when Hogg was about to ask Old Man Huang to pull out the tube from his butt, he suddenly found that two of the four Primarchs gave him a familiar silly smile.

In just one second, countless airdrop pods flew down from the back of the planet, disappeared in an instant before anyone could react, and then suddenly appeared above Breas' orbit.

Looking at the precious magic books from the Great Library on the airdrop pod, a Tzeentchian Great Demon sneered sinisterly, pointed at Hogg hanging in the middle of the stargate like a piece of bacon in the sky and sneered:

"I see the Lord of Black Light as a person who sells his head for a price. Now that my divine power has arrived, I will surely make him like the withered bones in the tomb."

The roar of the roadbed artillery could not suppress the roar of the demons. Meteors rained down from the sky. Each meteor was an airdrop pod carrying space marines. The artillery fire of both sides subconsciously avoided those reinforcements who were unknown. When the hatch opened, four tall primarchs with long demon wings walked out. Although they didn't know why two adults became four, the demons didn't care. This must be the power of the gods!

The demons welcomed their own Daemon Prince with great joy, and spontaneously ran to the Primarchs of similar power.

On the dark blue armor was a pale face. The originally handsome features revealed a hint of hideousness due to the cracked corners of his mouth. The extremely strong power of usurping the heavens was not concealed at all. As soon as the Lord of Night appeared, the demons cheered and they wanted to see the drama of brothers killing each other more and more.

The pitch-black crow feathers fluttered in the hot wind, and the scarlet eyeballs on them frightened the demons. The Raven Lord's aura was even more terrifying. Any creature that looked into those scarlet eyes could feel fear from the bottom of their hearts, but when they thought about it, the Raven Lord was one of their own, so the demons came forward one after another.

"My lord, for the great revival of our gods, please go to battle!"

It was still the smart Tzeentch, the great demon, who hoped to gain the blessing of the Lord of Change through this battle, in order to replace Carlolos, who had almost grown two heads and was airborne above them.

At this moment, thousands of demons are united. They all want to be promoted in this battle and receive the blessing promised by the gods.

Perhaps they were tired of being stared at, so the leading Koz and Corax stretched out their claws, pulled up their new acquaintances, pointed at their almost identical faces and asked:
"Don't you realize that I'm a good person?"

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The atmosphere suddenly turned cold, and then there was a loud laughter. Even the lowest-level pink horrors and Nurglings laughed out loud:

"Your Highness, you are joking. A villain like you who does all kinds of evil is really a role model for our generation. You are not like those two rubbish on our side at all. Even the Lord of Change feels disgusted by those two. Don't be joking, don't be joking!"

The power of the evil god of the Warp transcends time. When the three vendors pulled the Chaos Legion out of the abandoned timeline, the demons under their command already knew their origins.

However, Koz was very dissatisfied with the reaction of this great demon. The two brothers looked at each other and felt the anger in each other. It was rare for them to be serious, but they did not expect to be ignored by everyone, even the demons.

But when the two men wanted to overturn the table on the spot, the other two, Koz and Corax, stood up, held their good brothers' shoulders, and signaled them to handle it.

The Demon Primarch was not as easy to talk to as his useless brother. He went up and punched the talkative birdman, then roared at the head nailed on the power claws:
"You bunch of losers can't even do such a small thing. If I see you being lazy, I will tear you apart alive.

My Lord is watching you."

Kicking away the Tzeentch Daemon in his hand, Curze's voice, like that of a late-stage throat cancer, frightened the demons. So, although they were all demons, the difference in strength between the demons was greater than that between Khorne and the dogs. The demons did not dare to disobey and rushed forward in a large number.

Blackwatch, which had just rested for a few minutes, had no choice but to continue fighting, still using the self-destruction tactic to consume the magic tide. But behind no one's back, the muzzles of the guns of the four legions were quietly pointed at the demons in front.

With the first gunshot, Lord Corax's power claws tore the birdman's body into pieces, and he roared amid Curze's crazy laughter:

"For the dead warriors on Isstvan, crush them!"

(End of this chapter)