Following Semnai, there were a hundred more corvettes, now equipped with void-steel chains that went missing from Footfall, and they pulled at the lost battleship like horses on a carriage.
With billions of horse-power per engine, but pulling even so. There were other types of thods I could have used, from mind-controlled Narvhals bioships and chanical gravity generators, but none of those were quite feasible inside a Warp Rift.
Hours later, as the battleship began erging from the Rift on our side, Semnai finally reached the Demon World and fired the torpedo manually.
We did cover the weapon in blackstone armor and purity seals, so it should last long enough to reach...well.
It was the damn domain of the Chaos Gods, after all.
rely a second after the detonation began, it froze in place, an entire continent of fleshy spires and lakes filled with worms and disease was kept in stasis, even while burning.
"Who dares!" A powerful voice bood while the Demon Prince himself appeared to confront Brother Semnai.
"I dare! Captain Semnai, Lanters' Second Company." my brave Battle-Brother shouted and stepped out of his armored ship for a damn stupid duel.
"Oh? The failed Founding? Join , and you can have immortality and an eternity of pleasure and war, blessed by Father Nurgle! Join feast on humanity, and your body will never die!" the Daemon Prince announced with a really compelling argunt.
"Well? Those green fangs full of puss and worms look very enticing. Go on, join Corruptis if you really need a lover." I advised Semnai in barely restrained mirth.
"Hahaha! This is the best fun I ever had in my life! A Daemon Prince begging to join him." Semnai yelled and jumped forward to battle, firing his combi-bolter too.
With no effect, as expected. That thing could stop an Exterminatus torpedo in mid-explosion.
"You won't be laughing, very soon, Servant of the Corpse Emperor!" Corruptis promised, a bit irate his magnificent offer was refused.
"Are you praying yet, Rafen?" I asked with my real voice.
"Yes! Now shut up!" my bodyguard muttered harshly.
Even clad in power armor, and wielding a chronoblade, my Captain stood little chance against a Daemon Prince, rely providing advance recon data for our own overpowered Warp weapon.
This new Angel was much stronger now, and so large it shouldn't have fit inside my apartnt with wings the size of an airplane. But reality was rely a suggestion for beings on this power.
These dead eyes though. I would have to do sothing about them, one day. "Hello there! Lend us your sword, Mighty Angel! I promise I'll visit you on Baal very soon." I spoke with a level tone, and poked the thing in its armored knee. Felt solid enough.
The creature glanced at my left hand almost curious, then gently caressed Rafen and erased a nasty scar resulted from forgetting his helt too many tis.
Then a flash of golden light, and he was gone. A streak of energy passed the Majestic Light in the opposite direction, making the corvettes and the chains glow golden for a minute, and then Semnai appeared beside , cuts and tears in his armor healing with golden foam over it.
"...That was...our Primarch?" my Brother asked after removing his helt and puking his guts out on my carpet.
I just shrugged and took out my Necron cleaning wand to erase the ss. Very useful tool, the xeno vacuum cleaner.
"Anyway, I'm glad you agree it was a fun ride. Too bad your stomach is so weak, Brother." I answered instead.
Semnai took out his glove to examine the glowing left hand, as his skin grew back with golden flakes on light.
"How does it even work, I have a Null Wand on my hip..." the Lanter Captain muttered in confusion.
I just raised an eyebrow and held my own left hand out, thin golden veins still glowing from the Angel's presence. "What blood flows through our veins, Brother?"
Rafen touched his head, where the healed scar was also glowing. "We are truly Brothers, Semnai. But today, you are Sanguinius reborn. Did you get beat up badly?"
Semnai snorted and glanced at his healing armor. "At least tell when you're summoning another miracle, my lord. I thought I was truly dead this ti, and your damn jokes were not helping!" the Veteran muttered and punched my shoulder.
I felt that even through my armor, so he might be a little pissed.
"You won't die of old age, Semnai. On the other hand, we have a new battleship and it seems almost intact. And now it's gone, until we return ho and get it upgraded." I explained in a cheerful voice, and walked out for the bridge.
As we departed the Warp Rift, a flash of light erged to illuminate the darkness in our wake, then the rift closed abruptly. I was quite confident of the success of our deep strike, as the daemon should have been easily defeated by our Angel, and the Exterminatus had resud its explosion, with cleansing effects.
I still had plenty of munitions left, and plenty of Chaos traitors to hunt down and burn, plus the usual pirates and Orks.
Should keep my fleet busy for a few years, and who knows, there might be more Rogue Traders around to recruit into my alliance.
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Two months later, we had just demolished a
A flurry of finger talk began, the woman demanding a million questions without stopping. I just gently took her hands and drew the untouchable woman into a hug.
"You're ho now, Asurma. Keep silent if you want, but know I will always hear you." I spoke directly in her mind.
The woman hugged back, while tears filled her eyes. "I'm so glad..." she whispered back in my mind.
"You must be hungry. Steak or nutrigruel?" I asked to make sure.
Asurma kissed my neck in silence. "Just let hold you a minute longer, Lord Pef. And then we can have that steak." she asked in my mind.
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