A massive explosion.
The eldar warship successfully reached the center of the Chaos Fleet as planned.
When the terrifying payload it carried detonated, the eldar warship instantly reverted to an atomic state, and the Battle of Alert Star finally came to an end.
On the ground, Abaddon ignored Calgar, turned, and used Warp sorcery to teleport back to his flagship, fearing that he and the vengeful spirit would be separated.
The ground forces, seeing the strange light that obscured the star above them, were briefly puzzled before erupting into a violent cheer.
The Ultramarines' Honor Guard rushed to Calgar's side, hastily placing him on a stretcher and running towards the already prepared emergency room in the rear.
However, Calgar, unable to move, lay on the familiar stretcher, his eyes fixed on the rift above, which was devouring all the warships.
At the same time, his lips moved, as if silently muttering a name...
Alert Star fell into revelry, while in front of the rift, tightly holding onto the warship and feeling the violent trembling of the entire vessel beneath his feet, Sith watched the Warp rift getting closer and closer, no longer hiding his anger, and cursed at Calgar!
But these curses could no longer be heard. Sith could only watch helplessly as he, along with the dilapidated ship beneath his feet, was swept into the rift, enveloped by the dense Chaos Fleet.
Meanwhile, the second officer, after working desperately against the immense suction, lifted his pale face and screamed in terror:
"The Geller Field..."
"The Geller Field is broken!!!"
Sith, Bruno, Ana, even Davi Luo, who had been awake for a while, all instantly withdrew their gaze from the rift ahead and stared at the second officer.
And then...
The warship plunged into the rift!
The Warp is the Sea of Souls, filled with almost all emotions in the universe, and countless Daemons born from these emotions.
Therefore, traversing the Warp is like sailing in the Sea of Souls, and the Geller Field must be activated to prevent the endless Warp Daemons from entering the ship.
An boundless, bizarre world, with all sorts of extremely strange lights above, and beneath their feet, a crystalline, tangible Sea of Souls, shimmering with countless light points in its magnificent beauty.
In the distance of the'sea', at the end of the strange sky, a pale blue sunset continuously emitted light, illuminating this world.
But if one could stand in the middle of the Sea of Souls and look around, they would find that there were also pink, red, and green sunsets, and if one added the golden sun rising in another direction, there were now five'suns' standing over the Sea of Souls in the Warp.
And under the illumination of the five lights, in a certain area of the endless Sea of Souls, a terrifying Warp storm was raging!
Dense Chaos Fleet ships continuously pitched and rolled in the Sea of Souls, and many smaller warships were completely overturned in the waves, swept away to unknown directions.
Only the massive vengeful spirit in the very center could barely maintain stability in such terrifying waves.
However, the vengeful spirit's situation was not good either; the eldar warship had exploded almost right next to it. Now, the entire right side of the vengeful spirit's hull was completely blown apart, and endless Warp waves were surging inside, bringing with them various frenzied Daemons born from extreme emotions within the waves.
The Company Captain was at the breach, commanding the cultists and Chaos Astartes to resist these abominations.
Although they had the blessings of the Chaos Gods / The Four Gods, in the Warp, the Chaos Gods / The Four Gods could not, or did not want to, make all Warp Daemons obey their command.
So, even for Chaos, in this situation, they could only fight these Daemons in bloody battles until the Geller Field was reactivated.
However, in the lulls of combat, not to mention Abaddon, who was in a safe state further back, even the front-line Company Captain's attention was not on the vengeful spirit.
Abaddon, the Company Captain, and even all the surrounding Chaos and Imperial side warships with activated Geller Fields, almost everyone's gaze was fixed on the sword-class frigate that was completely enveloped into a sphere by endless Warp Daemons.
Because besides the vengeful spirit, this was the only ship currently without a Geller Field that had not yet fallen!
Abaddon watched the Warp Daemons on the vengeful spirit being repelled again, and the Geller Field being restored by the Dark Mechanicum's repairs. His gaze finally shifted entirely to the countless Daemons outside the ship, which had physically formed a giant sphere.
"How long has it been? A few hours? Or days?"
Time flow in the Warp is completely chaotic; what feels like a few hours could actually be years, decades, or even hundreds or thousands of years.
Of course, this time could also be just a brief moment.
Abaddon asked coldly. The Dark Mechanicum beside him took out a large number of instruments for frantic calculations, and then gave a result:
"The probability of five minutes is 34.5%, seven days is 17.6%, and two months is 62.9%."
The cold electronic voice of the mechanical broadcast, but the moment these three results came out, even Abaddon couldn't help but slightly raise his head, his eyes staring speechlessly at the constantly expanding circular tide of Daemons, his face filled with extreme frustration!
"Two... months?!"
Even after experiencing the Long War, Abaddon at this moment had to show 'respect' to this sword-class frigate, or rather, to Sith who had jumped back into the frigate!
It was genuine respect, because Abaddon, who believed in the supremacy of power, would show respect to any powerful force.
And it wasn't just Abaddon expressing his shock with 'respect' at this moment; all the surrounding Chaos and Imperial side forces also showed immense shock.
Because every ship had an Adeptus Mechanicus, and every Adeptus Mechanicus gave roughly the same time.
"A group of Mortals, without a Geller Field in the Warp, persevered for two months."
When this information was fully absorbed by the onlookers from both sides, everyone couldn't help but tremble deep inside.
After all, for these witnesses, the shock was no less than personally seeing the deity they worshipped appear before them!
However, while the outside observers were silently trembling, on the bridge of this Imperial mass-produced frigate, at the very center of the constantly expanding circular tide of Daemons.
Sith stood at the peak of a mountain of piled-up Warp Daemons, suddenly cleaving an unknown Daemon in half with his power sword.
Warp Daemons, when they die in the material universe, immediately turn to ash, but in the Warp where they are born, they become corpses after death, temporarily retaining their form.
So, beneath Sith's feet was not only a mountain of Daemon corpses but also a sea of Daemon corpses filling the entire frigate.
Around Sith were the Black Watch, who had discarded their long-empty firearms and turned to various melee weapons.
However, compared to the tens of thousands of people when they ascended from Alert Star, there were now fewer than two thousand remaining around Sith, after two months of non-stop fighting.
But even with these two thousand, for the Daemons to eliminate one, they often had to pay an unimaginable price.
And after Sith had been fighting for an unknown amount of time, under the close watch of all the onlookers from both the Chaos and Imperial side, the long-awaited blessing for this miracle finally descended!
Surging Warp energy rippled through the bizarre sky, and the light representing the blessing was continuously brewing within it.
The Imperial side, seeing that the God-Emperor had truly manifested, excitedly knelt down and prayed devoutly.
The Chaos side also slightly recoiled, instinctively somewhat afraid to look directly at the light that was about to form.
Even many Chaos Sorcerers inwardly grumbled about the immense scale of this blessing.
Because this kind of blessing, which even required a long period of brewing, didn't seem to be for just one person, but for hundreds or thousands!
The Chaos Sorcerers even looked at each other with their heads down, unable to help but complain inwardly:
What? Are you, the Yellow Skin, going to bless every single person in here? Then your generosity is truly immense!
However, as Chaos bowed and the Imperials cheered, with the light gradually appearing, the first person to show shock was actually Abaddon!
Clang!
His massive body suddenly stood upright from the Warmaster's throne on the bridge. This time, Abaddon could no longer maintain his composure. He stared with wide, shocked eyes, his mouth even unconsciously agape, only able to gape at the forming blessing, his face filled with extreme indignation.
Then, under the bewildered gaze of the Imperial side, the light of the blessing passed through the Daemons and shone into the ship.
Feeling the power within him recover, even stronger than when he was at full strength.
Sith stared blankly at his left hand holding the Chainsword, then his face...
Was bathed in red light!
"How... is it red light again?!"
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