Chapter 422 A Paradise on Earth! Abnormal Mandeville Point! Stand By!

However, from the strength of the world ’s giant companies, maybe there are really a few paradise for giant companies, which can be provided to space necrosis.

Although Tarazin did not fully believe in Jack's words, it had to admit that the huge fleet in front of him really existed.

This can at least show that the productivity of giant companies is extremely powerful, and the outbreak of productivity is inseparable from a stable production environment, so the information that Jack said can be at least half.

Thinking of this, Tarazin has been able to determine that the giant company in the world has a stable big rear. The scope of the rear base may really have the size of a universe!

"I admit that the trading conditions you have issued have a little meaning, but how can you prove this to me." Tarain asked.

Is this definitely beyond doubt that space necrosis is eager to find a new homeland.

In the "Hammer" cosmic Milky Way, even a civilized species such as powerful such as space necrosis is still the fish that is struggling in the quagmire.

The world is rotten and there is no future.

Nowadays, space necrosis is just lost the soul and can be used as a day of walking.

The glory of the ancestors' fear of the deceased has long been dissipated, leaving only their cold metal skeletons, waiting for the erosion of the years.

"We can send someone to escort you to other universe to take a look. At that time, you will naturally understand that everything I say is wrong."

Jack Wells invited to say that there was nothing more convincing than letting Tarassin himself this trip.

Tarain nodded and immediately agreed to Jack's invitation.

Its body is just a body that can be replaced at any time. Once an accident occurs, Tarassin can immediately return consciousness to his old nest through the power of the Star God fragments.

Even if the Asian space is chaotic, there is no way to take this trick to take off the shell.

"Okay, then I am annoying you!"

Tarain can't wait to go to the legendary "Xanadu", what a perfect ideal country will look like, it can't imagine it at all.

"We will send you to the spacecraft in other universe in one hour. In order to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings, please do not bring any dangerous items."

"Otherwise, we will immediately take tough measures to prevent all dangerous factors that may occur."

When Jack spoke the last sentence, he mixed with a strong threat in his tone, but Talazin not only did not feel angry, but became more curious about the next schedule.

It seems that this humans really found another paradise!

One hour passed quickly. When Tarain took the spacecraft of a giant company to the Star Gate, it finally saw the appearance of various warships at close range.

With the expectations of the new universe, Tarain, together with its spacecraft, crossed the Star Gate and completely disappeared into the "War Hammer" universe.

After sending away Tara Sing, Jack continued to perform the task in accordance with the established order to further block the Provello galaxy to prevent any suspicious persons from entering and exiting.

A large number of warships are constantly shuttled through the Star Gate and came to the track of Provello.

The number of warships has soared from 50,000 to 200,000, and the number is still increasing.

Obviously, the existence of this huge fleet will definitely bring a small little giant company to the upcoming Imperial Navy.

Nympho

At this moment, a standard Imperial Legion Fleet is driving in the Asian space.

In order to prevent high -dimensional creatures in the Asian space, each warship has turned on the Gellerli field device that can block the devil's invasion.

In the Asian space, time is a parameter without any meaning.

In the history of the empire, when the fleet arrived at the destination, the arrival time was before the fleet set off!

This is even more creepy than arriving at the destination hundreds of years late.

Similar to such interstellar navigation incidents, they are all called Asian space mini.

In order to guide the normal passage of the empire spacecraft, the emperor established a Star Torch. The navigator of the empire can safely reach the destination through the frequency of light that flashed in the sub -space in the sub -space.

Kiriman's sailing was quite smooth, and he did not encounter any tricky Asian space devil.

When they came near the Provello galaxy, these extreme soldiers were relieved, and fortunately they did not get lost on the half or encountered any trouble.

"Lord, we have successfully arrived at the Provello galaxy, and are currently looking for the Mandeville Point.

The navigator asked Kiriman respectfully.

The so -called Mandeville Point is actually the best place for warships to enter and exit the Asian space.

If you do not jump into the real cosmic plane through Mandawell's point, the warship is likely to be disturbed by the nearby celestial bodies at the moment of leaving the Asian space, resulting in the death of the ship destroy.

"Well, jump out immediately."

Kiriman looked at the screen in front of the center console, thinking about the moment when genetic primary was still difficult to escape.

In fact, the contradictions between primary have been quite fierce.

I am afraid that the civil strife has erupted long ago.

Unfortunately, Magnus committed a crime more serious than internal fighting, and collusion with the sin of the Asian space evil god and demon.

Even if the genes of the gene are pleasing, Magnus can hardly escape the punishment.

‘Alas! After all, we are brothers. I really don’t want to do this job. ’

Guilliman was somewhat dissatisfied with the order issued by the Emperor.

His style of doing things is to value peace. Anything can be discussed slowly, and there is no need to start a war.

Those who died are his own people, and what is consumed is the vitality of the Empire.

Guilliman hopes that no matter whether the flesh and blood mutation is true or not, we should try our best to help these soldiers cure their hidden diseases.

Even if we really want to kill every soldier of the Thousand Sons Legion, we can gather them together and carry out an expedition of atonement.

Let them die on the most dangerous and fiercest battlefield. This way, they will die for a good reason, instead of dying so cowardly at the hands of their own people.

When receiving this order, Guilliman had many thoughts, hoping to shirk and decline the Emperor's transfer order.

But he changed his mind and thought that if Horus were to do this, I am afraid that none of the soldiers of the Thousand Sons Legion would survive!

Even Magnus might die at the hands of Horus.

He personally went to carry out this mission, and in the worst case, he could save a small number of senior generals of the Thousand Sons Legion and Magnus's life.

Guilliman's heart gradually calmed down, and he no longer thought about the foregone conclusion.

"According to the news from Terra, the fleet of the Universal Corporation has arrived. I wonder what kind of troops they will send to help us capture Magnus."

Guilliman's adjutant Marius Gage said thoughtfully.

He was also present when he visited the main universe ideal city of the Universal Corporation last time. Gage must be convinced of the interstellar navigation technology of the Corporation.

But this joint action is just to wipe out the Primarch warriors on a planet, and the Corporation should not send many warships.

In Gage's expectation, the Corporation could send a hundred warships, which would be a great effort, and the rest would be left to them.

Guilliman smiled calmly.

The Universal Corporation could come to Prospero in such a short time, so it must not have brought many warships.

At the beginning, he was shocked by the battleship array of the Universal Corporation in the Ideal City of the Corporation. Now that he has come to the territory of the Human Empire, Guilliman naturally has to publicize his own prestige.

Considering the seriousness of this matter, Guilliman and several other Primarchs basically brought their own large forces.

The warship forces of the four Primarchs added up to a scale of 2,000 ships!

This number is quite spectacular and shocking even in the most intense battlefield during the Great Crusade.

Just when Guilliman was daydreaming and eager to fight in front of the fleet of the Corporation, the navigator below suddenly said: "Report to the Lord, there is a situation——!"

No mistake, one song, one post, one content, one look!

"There are so many Mandeville points in the Prospero system that it's a bit abnormal. I've never seen such an abnormal picture."

Looking at the data and pictures on the screen that he couldn't understand at all, the navigator felt a little horrified. Could it be that they encountered a trap set by Tzeentch!

The Mandeville point is the closest place between the subspace and the real world. Logically, there should be at most one in each star system.

But at this moment, there are no less than 200,000 Mandeville points in the Prospero system.

The navigator has worked for decades, and he would never dream of such a bizarre scene.

"What is going on? Is it the evil god of the subspace that is causing trouble?"

Guilliman became nervous and asked hurriedly.

The navigator thought for a moment, and then gave his own guess: "At the Mandeville point, the creatures in the warp can easily have a certain impact on the real world."

"Here, even the power of psychics will be greatly amplified."

"So..."

Hearing this, Guilliman already understood what the navigator meant. He frowned and thought about how to get out of trouble.

He had no psychic talent, and he could not exert his strength at all in the battlefield of the warp.

Facing these more than 200,000 Mandeville points, the connection between the Prospero galaxy and the warp was sieved, and it emitted a panic-inducing light.

The navigator's emotions gradually got out of control. Even if he tried his best to control the tension and panic in his heart, his body couldn't stop shaking.

"This is probably an ambush by the demons in the warp, or a trap set by the Thousand Sons Legion."

"But no matter which result, I'm afraid that once we enter the real universe, we will suffer an unprecedented heavy blow!"

Guilliman's facial muscles began to tighten.

This battlefield is a land blessed by the demons of the Warp, but the Ultramarines are not good at fighting psychics!

Oops, this is coming for me!

"Immediately stop jumping out and stay where you are."

Without time to think too much, Guilliman immediately gave the order.

"Yes!"

The navigator immediately passed the order from the headquarters and stopped the jump out procedure of the Legion fleet.

Guilliman has always cherished his subordinates. He would not do such a thing as knowing that there are tigers in the mountains and going to the tiger mountain. He also does not want to rely on the blood and sacrifice of the Ultramarines to exchange for temporary false reputation.

Since the situation ahead is not right, why not stay where you are and wait for Lion and Mortarion's troops.

At that time, all the fleets will rush out together. Even if there is really an ambush, they can also fight back with their numerical advantage.

"Ordering all departments must not act lightly. Before my instructions were issued, no one was allowed to jump out of the Asian space easily!"

Kiriman repeatedly emphasized.

"Understand!" Gecic nodded and navigator nodded.

Here, Kiriman's order was just passed on, and a extreme soldier hurriedly reported to report: "Lord, we received information from the Death Guards Legion."

"Primitive Motarian asked why we couldn't go out, how can we answer."

Hearing that Kiriman was a little surprised. What did Motarian ask what it means, did they leave the Asian space? It's not right!

"Immediately issued a communication request with Matrian, I want to talk to him."

With Kiriman's instructions, the communication device was quickly connected. The projection settled, a primer wearing a green war armor and a full body, standing in front of him.

He is the Lord of Death, Matrian!

When communicating with his brother Kiriman, Matrian did not take the big sickle he carried with him, which made the conversation atmosphere between the two sides a little easier.

"Why don't you go out and stay in the sub -space passage." As soon as Matarian came up, he questioned Kiriman. Obviously, he didn't notice the abnormal situation of Mandeville.

Among the many genetic primary, the relationship between Mortarian and Magnus is recognized as recognized.

Because of this, Matrian rushed directly to the Provello galaxy with the death guard in the first time when he received the emperor's order.

There are any demons and monsters on the way, he doesn't care, as long as he can play the glass on Magnus's mother star, who loves to find himself, come casually!

From the tone of the other party, Kiriman could feel the excitement of Motarian's difficult to restrain. It seems that he has been waiting for this day for a long time.

"The number of Mandeville here is obviously incorrect. I am worried about fraud, so waiting for you and Ryan and Rus here."

Kiriman said truthfully.

Martarian was silent for a moment. After waiting for the latest response of the navigator, he opened his mouth: "This is the emperor's order.

When saying this, Motarian deeply took a sip of the smoke around him. The unknown purple gas and green air were mixed together, and it turned into a vortex towards Matrian's nasal cavity.

In this scene, Kiriman frowned.

He knew that Mortarian's inhaled gas was a high concentration of harmful gases from Barbarus star, and ordinary humans could return to the West on the spot.

But with the death guard of Motarian, Barbarus poison has become one of the common weapons of soldiers.

Kiriman was not surprised why the other party could suck such things that could have a life, but he didn't understand why Motarian used the command of the emperor to imply that he left the Asian space as soon as possible.

Isn't this obviously wanting to let yourself go to life, convenient for the later legions to continue the road!