Warhammer 40k: Collector of Terra

Chapter 81 The Fall of Macragge
The state priests in white robes branded the "Purity Mark" on the torpedoes; the mechanical priests holding scepters used ancient binary prayers to praise the great "God of All Machines" and "Primary Power".

The piercing sirens spread to every corner of the battleship!
The red [Warning Rune] is like life, jumping on the screen of every Thinker system...

At this moment, everything is silent!
The concentrated promethium compound serving as the "primer" was ignited by sparks, and the rapidly expanding gas blasted the [Bipolar Cyclone Torpedo] out of the bomb bay, carrying death and destruction!
Thousands of meters long weapon of destruction, trailing a tail flame as dazzling as the sun!In the dead silence, he rushed straight towards [Macragge].

The [Servo Skull] placed on the surface faithfully recorded the moment of the planet's destruction.

Along with a suffocating roar, the [Melta Warhead] mounted on the front end of the [Bipolar Cyclone Torpedo] hit the ground of Macragge heavily.

The terrifying high temperature comparable to the core of the sun spreads!
Within a radius of several kilometers, all plants, soil and even rocks were instantly melted into a viscous liquid by this terrifying high temperature.

The [propulsion device] located at the tail of the torpedo provides a steady stream of power. The torpedo condensed with destructive power penetrates the molten crust at an astonishing speed and sails towards the core of the planet amid the boiling magma.

Immediately afterwards, there was a horrific explosion that could destroy a continent.

The shock wave generated by the explosion tore a huge crack in the core of [Macragge], and the molten mantle boiled instantly.

The earth began to tremble!
The violently boiling mantle shattered the continental shelf holding the plates in place!In a sea of ​​boiling lava, Macragge's continental plates began to drift at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The [Crown Mountain Range], which is thousands of meters above sea level, was torn in half, and the [Fortress of Hera], which carried the glory of Macragge, slowly submerged into the boiling magma and was completely reduced to ashes...

Tsunamis thousands of meters high hit every corner of the planet's surface indiscriminately. Everything the empire had spent thousands of years building was destroyed in just a few minutes.

Guilliman did not broadcast this sad [Extermination Order] to the [Ultimate Star Territory]. The only witnesses to this destruction... were the Imperial fleet located outside the planet's orbit.

Although he was well prepared, looking at [Macragge] gradually disintegrating in the void, Guilliman's handsome face like a Roman sculpture still couldn't help but feel a deep sadness.

The pearl of [Ultimate Star Field], the heart of [Five Hundred Worlds of Ultramar], and the last remaining place of reason in the empire, will inevitably fall.

In this case, any words seem extremely feeble.

[Imperial Regent] and [Raven King] patted Guilliman's shoulders, and then left this space to [Lord of Ultramar] who was filled with sorrow.

After a long period of dead silence, a frightening roar came from the command module.

Facing Guilliman's venting punch, the alloy hatch, which was dozens of centimeters thick, was as fragile as a wooden board!
Along with the shocking roar, dense fist prints instantly appeared on the battleship hatch.

The [Macragge] who carries reason and beauty is dead! ! !
The remains of the planet emitting dark red light are suspended peacefully in the Milky Way... The fall of a world is so lonely and dull.

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Guilliman was not as decadent as the Imperial Regent had feared.

On the third day after the fall of [Macragge], the original body with a calm face appeared in front of the Imperial Regent as if nothing had happened.

Even though the [Chapter Homeworld] has fallen, the ancient and weakened Human Empire still needs the protection of the Emperor's own children.

What Guilliman needs to do now is return to [Throne World] Terra!
Reorganize the [Ultramarines] Legion, abolish the "Code of Astartes", rectify the bureaucracy across the empire, reduce the bloated government agencies, weigh the intrigues of the nobles...

There are so many things that Guilliman needs to deal with!
But faced with the mountain of government affairs, the [Lord of Ultramar] did not show any resistance.Playing political games is what Guilliman is good at!And handling government affairs can just allow the Primarch to temporarily escape the pain of [Macragge]'s destruction.

Everything is ready!
The Imperial fleet officially embarked on its voyage back to Terra.

The roar of the subspace engine resounded throughout this silent space!Even though the [Black Stone Crown] on Macragge has been destroyed, the "curtain" blocking the Sea of ​​Souls has still been permanently weakened.

Almost as soon as the engine started, a subspace rift glowing with dazzling light spread across the physical universe.

The [Navigator] soaked in the nutrient solution has already observed the [Star Torch]'s bright light like the sun.

Following the will of the Imperial Regent, the huge Imperial fleet slowly sailed into the [subspace] filled with chaos and madness.

The turbulent [Sea of ​​Souls] is still full of dangers.

Ever since Gawain thwarted the plot of the Chaos Gods, every corner of the Warp has been hostile to the Imperial Regent.

The existence of the Imperial Regent has already made the Chaos Gods feel a sting.

The importance that the gods paid to Gawain even exceeded that of Horus, the Great Rebellion ten thousand years ago.

As usual, the moment the Imperial fleet sailed into the warp... the Chaos Gods cast their gaze on the Imperial Regent.

Slaanesh's ravings filled with madness echoed in the mind of the Imperial Regent!
But the corruption that was enough to instantly degenerate the Astartes could not have even the slightest impact on the Imperial Regent's [Golden Soul].

"Hermaphrodite! You only dare to do this little trick behind your back!!"

The mockery of the Imperial Regent aroused the anger of [Prince of Joy]!But all Slaanesh could do... was a monotonous, impotent rage.

The cold sun containing the will of the [Emperor] has risen slowly from the depths of the Sea of ​​Souls.

Even the [Prince of Pleasure], who was in charge of corruption and desire, could never corrupt a son of the Emperor in front of the Lord of Mankind.

The [Legion of the Dead] led by the [Iron Hands] Primarch Ferus Manus, loyally defends the Imperial fleet!

Unless the Chaos Gods come in person, the lineup composed of [Icy Sun] and [Legion of the Dead] is enough to look down upon the entire Sea of ​​Souls.

Thanks to the blessing of the [Lord of Humanity], this subspace voyage that lasted for several months did not cause any disturbance.

The imperial fleet has arrived in the space surrounding [Throne World].

[Star Torch]'s rays as bright as the sun are clearly visible even in the crazy [Sea of ​​Souls].

"We have arrived at the designated coordinates!" [Navigator]'s slightly hoarse voice suddenly sounded.

(End of this chapter)