Chapter 59: Darkness Is Working Overtime, Guilliman's Guest (Day 7)

The time of the Warp Shadow covering the Earth was earlier than people expected. Even the Emperor himself needed some delay to feel that there was nothing wrong with the main body on the Golden Throne.

At the moment when the Warp Shadow gradually approached, the first reconnaissance network node exploded and physically transmitted the signal to other planets, one after another, until the moment when it rushed out of the range of the Warp Shadow, the Warp information transmission was completed.

At the same time, astropaths in various places received information that the Hive Fleet named Mephisto had begun to attack, and passed it to their respective administrative agencies.

As for why the Empire also called this Hive Fleet Mephisto, it is necessary to ask whether the Emperor's occasional return to the throne and stuffing things into the heads of some officials of the Imperial Administrative Council conforms to the Empire's behavioral requirements for psychics.

In general, the Emperor himself did not want this Hive Fleet combined with the alien beast to have two names passed back and forth, resulting in errors in combat intelligence.

And Ryan, who worked overtime in the Warp to buff the mechanical base, also tried to break through the Warp Shadow that had covered the vicinity in his spare time.

Those shadows have no malice, only pure desire to eat.

Can you think that the feeding instinct of a species is evil?

So much so that Ryan was bitten and hurt after the transformation. Although his skin would not be bitten through, the pain seemed to permeate his soul, and even gave him the induction of enjoying being eaten.

However, when Ryan showed his desire to become Noah as always and see if the subspace shadows were willing to bite, those shadows turned around and only became soft covers, no longer aggressive, and completely ignored Ryan's Ultraman nature in the subspace.

If I were a god in the subspace, I would deduct your salary 100%.

It's just that in the brains of some humans that I absorbed, the darkness and depth may not represent the black that I understand, but another kind of fun? !

"If possible, I would like to ask where Garwell Loken is, is he still alive? If the era of the Primarchs is really over one day, perhaps the Empire needs a character who can match the Chaos Warmaster Abaddon. And Ikaros is a ten-thousand-year-old imperial guard, and Loken has a chance to live to this day."

"Just now, I was in close contact with the shadow of the insect, which made me feel something. Among my sons, the leader also wandered in the shadows to hunt. Now he will return. According to the time, the governor of the Second Empire will meet the Protector of the Second Empire."

The Queen of the Insects expressed her highest respect for this, and even used honorifics.

And Ryanwell, who returned to the mechanical base, lifted the transformation, and even gradually dissipated from the transformation state of Agito, standing on the platform with a human body.

"Lian is back?"

He never knew that his brother had such an ability. Perhaps the subspace nature of the lion has long been affected by the ancient chaos pollution of Caliban, until now the lion has opened his eyes and skillfully used this ability.

"When I was in Macragge, your administrator supported me. Does this make you feel a little jealous?"

Until both of them were panting and exhausted, gasping for breath and entangled together, neither of them was willing to let go first.

Never mind, the energy of the warp cannot satisfy my wishes, why are even the bugs indifferent to me? Is it my light or Noah's light that is not worth eating?

"Enough! Ryan--!" Guilliman sat up from the bath, but quickly calmed down and asked: "You are finally ready to come back, right?"

And it is not polite to talk about someone's son in front of his father. While the Emperor is in a good mood at this time, Ryan asked:

Ryan left the mechanical base that was firmly fixed in the warp, where there was a battle team of a guard and three veterans of the first company, and the warp shadow of the Tyranids also prevented many demons from spying on it, which was absolutely safe.

Without wearing the armor of fate, he strode into the shadow, above the pool water, as if he had entered a new jungle.

But this silence still reminded him of the scene when he was a child playing with his father, the real father.

Unfortunately, those subspace energies already knew Ryan's background, and no one was willing to come and try to seduce him.

War, war——

"Loken first encountered Chaos pollution, also in a mountain."

In the depths of the endless shadows, dark eyes were watching this side, not daring to reveal any flaws to be detected.

Then the Imperial Regent was entangled by the lion with more combat experience, and his strong muscles clamped his chest. His whole body was bumped sideways, and the two giants fell into the pool together.

But because they were in Ryan's shadow, their battle did not stir up any pool water or destroy any buildings.

From the moment the war started, the fate of his parents being murdered by political enemies came unstoppably.

Ryan exhaled and got the answer to this question that he had always been a little difficult to let go from the emperor.

They screamed their brothers' names to each other, wrestled in the pool, abandoned all combat skills, and vented their anger.

Damn it, you are not doing your job well at all. When you were dealing with Horus, you were setting traps one after another. Now that I have recovered my human form, can't you come and try to see if you can fall?

"Well, the Dark Angels also need to rebuild their army and return to the organization of the previous legion. The First Legion has a lot of war technology reserves, and they will cooperate with the Ultramarines to become the main force of this war. It's just that Ryan's character is not suitable as a warrior. handsome."

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"But there is no choice now. You can't let Guilliman continue to run in both directions. Let him be the executive director and it will be enough. In fact, in addition to Ryan, I want to get Leman Russ back. Come." Ryan said harshly to the Emperor's son.

As he reached his limit, the light of the Emperor was no longer audible, and it was time to return.

The Emperor was silent for a while and said: "The company commander is dead. Some rumors believe that he was lost in the ancient mountain abyss of Terra, but he is indeed dead. He did have contact with Malcador, and even There is an opportunity to become the mentor of the Gray Knight you call me.”

The two giants touched their palms and collided together. Seeing the familiar face grow old at close range made Guilliman's heart soften for a moment.

"My brother, if we had fought like this, many conflicts would have been resolved."

"Ryan El Jonson!"

A jungle he had never been to but already knew its name - Caliban.

Because Tyron actually likes the opponent to die next to him, so that it is easier to recycle biomass.

The Emperor hesitated: "I thought you could speak Dorne."

"I'm glad that there are still people who remember his name, Ryan. In fact, I have always remembered the names of many loyal people. They are lingering in my mind, sweeping a huge spiritual storm, and they are all shouting my name. But I am rarely able to respond." The Emperor's tone became lower again, which meant that the Lord of Mankind decided to be quiet.

Ryan raised his head and said with great interest:

"Isn't this world famous for its darkness, distortion, and pain? Why is there still a hateful light here when you come in? We must destroy you before the bugs flood this place and before you have grown up!"

At that time, Guilliman was the pride of his Archon parents, always winning the various exams at the Academy, until Guilliman began to participate in Macragge's wars with his amazing intelligence.

The darkness is painful, twisted, and crawling. In short, it is all kinds of physical discomfort. Everything feels wrong, and I feel that fate may be against me.

The news of the insect's attack was placed in front of him, and he was about to leave the bath to meet with the affairs officers from various places who were arriving and launch the prepared defense plan.

Even though he is not good at fighting, Guilliman has never been afraid of fighting.

Fortunately, the Armor of Destiny can be taken off. Roboute Guilliman's fate will only belong to him, not even to the Emperor.

Guilliman frowned tightly. Even in this few moments of rest, he could not be completely corrected.

"What a tragedy, the loss of an honorable man."

A familiar but somewhat old voice came from the shadows. A strong figure with white beard and hair wearing the colors of the jungle pulled out a long sword and threw it into the pool to wash away the blood of the previous hunt.

"I remember you said, Llane, Guilliman's face is the last thing you want to see."

Even the Norn Queen, who was constantly clicking on the production queue, began to care about this unreliable partner, worried that the subspace storm caused by this guy's death would harm them.

Because he was hiding in the shadow of the insect's subspace, Darkness did not notice that in addition to the Nexter just discovered, some of Noah's light had already entered the subspace.

"Roboute Guilliman!"

The old man seemed to be in a good mood, and he didn't make too many metaphors about the two traitors. It seemed that he was doing it for the sake of everyone's love for angels.

Otherwise, he may have been thinking about running away as soon as possible, and then find the person who sent him here to choose a world that is dark and deep enough for him to develop.

Ryan was helpless. The deeper his transformation went into the shadows, the weaker he became, as if these shadows were natural areas of darkness.

"If you are going to die, please die far away."

Until a terrifying silence came, which was a shadow completely different from the Tyranids. Although it was also a predator, this shadow was more aloof and powerful.

"Oh my god, I'm going to enter your hatching tank for a period of time to find ways to strengthen the tyrant. Even more giant beast species can play a role in this battle."

Haha, humans are so interesting.

The primarch's body was as perfect as a god's and immersed in the bath, although the intense heat hardly touched his senses and conveyed little soothing emotion.

When the information about the insect's attack was transmitted to the regent himself, the tired giant was lying in a large ancient Roman bath with his eyes closed.

The old lion decided to let go first. He had realized this for a long time in the past ten thousand years, but he still couldn't help but complain:

Darkness said that he was going to work overtime. When he noticed the light, he felt that if he didn't work harder, he would be eliminated sooner or later.

Ryan has tried to avoid his stereotype of the Imperial Fist, but the current situation requires one or two offensive Primarchs who are strong enough to open up the situation.

"This is just my warp essence, less than half of my physical strength. Guilliman, God, what have you gone through to be knocked down by me so easily."