After the Main God Space Goes Bankrupt

No need for life-support devices, no need for power armor, exposed in the low-gravity vacuum, wearing only a thin windbreaker, the "human" kicked Magnus viciously, completely ignoring the inconceivable gazes of others.

With a slender (compared to Star Warrior) body and short (compared to Star Warrior) height, it seems that he will be blown away by the wind anytime and anywhere.

But the tall and burly demon prince under his feet showed a strong sense of contrast.

"His Excellency the Earl of Glamorgan."

Suddenly, the great sage of the Mechanicus, Kaul, shouted from a distance.

"Shut up, Call."

The gray-haired dumbo turned around and pointed at the mech among the mechs and shouted: "Don't call me the name that bastard gave me, you who were born after the interstellar age don't know anything at all."

"Count, this is..." The great sage of the Mechanicum seemed to want to argue with reason, but he immediately shut his mouth in a threatening sentence.

"Just one more beep and I'll smash the toaster in your private collection on Mars... and the oven, oven, juicer, you can figure it out!"

After considering whether it is an ancient machine or a corrupted original body that is about to be trampled into cerebral palsy, which one is more important.

This mech among mechs, the great sage of the Martian Mechanic Cult, praised the God of Myriad Machines in his heart, and unsurprisingly chose the former.

"..."

So, the scene was once very embarrassing.

An epic that will fall into history in the future, but at the end, there is a little deviation that shouldn't exist.

Let the whole painting style become a bit humorous.

And just when the great sage of the Mechanicism interrupted, the scarlet king, whose head was trampled into the ground, seized this opportunity with his dizzy consciousness, and after chanting a spell hoarsely, the spell of the devil prince Distorts the laws of physics.

In the next second, Magnus's giant body disappeared without a trace in an instant. The scarlet king's spiritual energy tore apart the curtain between reality and subspace, and lifted his body from stepping on him. Moved beneath mortal feet, emerged among the warriors of the Thousand Sons.

But the anger brought about by the humiliation of being trampled underfoot in full view also filled Magnus's mind.

"Kill this mortal."

The Daemon Primarch's roar echoed in psychic energy, and his sons, wizards and warriors of the Thousand Sons, pointed their staffs and guns at the hands, humiliating the 'humanity' of their father.

The Thousand Sons, who felt the same as the Primarch, vented the anger brought about by the shame, violently fired guns and vicious spells, splashed dust all over the sky, and drowned the figure of the 'human'.

The situation was full of twists and turns, and many space fighters at the mountain pass, before they could react, witnessed with their own eyes that the 'humans' who suppressed the demon prince before disappeared in the flames of the explosion.

Guilliman's eyes widened. The Primarch of the Ultramarines felt a deep sense of powerlessness welling up in his heart.

In this expedition, he encountered setbacks again and again, and fell into danger again and again.

But before he had the idea of ​​rushing forward with the flaming sword in his hand to end his former brother, the great sage Kaul stretched out a mechanical arm and grabbed Robert Guilliman.

"The count is all right."

The cyborg's voice checked the primarch's impulse.

The latter also quickly realized that he had taken it for granted.

Light

The golden light, like the rising sun, tore apart the curtain of darkness with a destructive gesture.

"Father."

The Primarch suddenly remembered the phantom he saw when he was dying 1 years ago, and subconsciously associated it with the owner of the Golden Throne.

"No, Earl of Glamorgan, not His Majesty the Great Emperor..." The great sage Kaul's voice was a bit strange.

"...According to the emperor's holy words, the Earl of Glamorgan, like the great emperor, came from Terra No. 15 thousand years ago, which is older than the golden age."

"So, he's your uncle."

The original body suddenly became messy in a gust of wind.

……

Just as messy as Smurf's father, there is also Magnus, the father of Thousand Sons.

At the beginning of the golden light blooming, a scorching sun was projected in the subspace. Almost for a moment, the Scarlet King thought that his father had left the golden throne and came to the moon to spank himself.

After all, for tens of thousands of years, only the one with the same courage and the golden psionic ability to raise a sun in the subspace has been stuck on the golden throne for 1 years.

However, Magnus soon noticed the difference.

The emperor's psychic energy is enough to raise a bright sun in the warp, but it has no warmth, as cold as the arctic wind.

And the scorching sun in this light is a real star.

After almost a face-to-face meeting, the demons waiting for him in the subspace were drawn away by the gravitational force generated by the projected stars in the subspace amidst the wailing sound, and were buried in a sea of ​​flames composed of light and heat.

Moreover, even their dirty and corrupt souls were burned clean.

"Take the energy of the subspace against me?"

A whisper echoed.

Then, in the material world, amidst the dust that had been fired upon by the sorcerers and warriors of the Thousand Sons, a storm of pure white gushed out, blowing all the dust away.

The long spear shining with dazzling light rolled up the madness that shook the entire moon.

"Holy Lance, pull out the anchor."