Wander!blue star

Amon, who fell in a pool of blood, was filled with grief and anger. He watched helplessly as his original body was torn into pieces and carried away, but he could do nothing.

He couldn't even escape in a battleship.

Because there is no subspace nearby, and the Thousand Sons Legion has no other interstellar navigation technology except subspace navigation technology.

The Thousand Sons Legion was like a small insect stuck in amber, struggling in vain with no chance of escaping.

Amon understood that they were finished.

The nanosoldiers returned to the ship with Magnus and his severed limbs, and at the same time, the Imperial Navy completed the extermination of Prospero, leaving only the witness of Prospero's complete destruction.

But this part is actually not necessary.

Because no one can prevent the collapse of a planet, and the life on this planet has been almost wiped out when the disaster first arrived.

Those who survive are lucky.

But in the collapse of an entire planet, luck is a word that does not exist at all.

Everyone must die, no one can be spared.

Those who die later are more painful because they have to bear the torture for a longer period of time, whether it is mental or physical.

"retreat!"

Guilliman said decisively.

After the work is done, if you don't leave, it won't make sense. Something will really happen.

This time he didn't discuss it with his brothers, he just sent a notice telling them that the Ultramarines had to withdraw first.

Almost at the same time, the Ultramarines also received notifications from Llane and Mortarion, telling them that the Dark Angels and Death Guard were also about to withdraw.

The three primarchs thought of one place.

Seeing that things are about to change in the Prospero Galaxy, if they continue to stay here, they will simply be causing trouble for themselves.

The coalition government has 30 warships, the enemy has [-] warships, and they have only a thousand warships combined.

In such a huge battlefield, even if their group is wiped out, it may not cause any splash, and their death will be in vain.

The Imperial Navy unified its orders and prepared to enter the subspace together.

But after they started the subspace engine, the battleship not only did not enter the subspace, it shook as it was.

"What happened?" Guilliman was confused.

If this happens to only one or two battleships, it can be considered that the subspace engines of these battleships have failed. But if this happens to an entire fleet, it is obviously not a simple failure.

The technical sergeant of the Ultramarines hurriedly found Guilliman. He said in a deep voice: "Reporting to the original body, there is a barrier that we cannot understand between the subspace and the real world. We cannot enter the subspace."

"Where did this barrier come from?" Guilliman frowned.

If they could not leave the Prospero system as soon as possible, they would have to be involved in the next war.

"I don't know." The technical sergeant replied bitterly, "But it should have nothing to do with pure-blood humans."

The Imperial Navy is not within the influence of the coalition government fleet at this moment, and the coalition government has no reason to prevent the Imperial Navy from leaving. It was the coalition government that urged the Imperial Navy to retreat.

"That's the nameless fleet that appeared out of thin air." Guilliman frowned, "Have you still not figured out the origin of this fleet?"

"No." The technical sergeant shook his head again.

But after he paused for a few seconds, he looked like he was hesitant to speak. "What else do you want to say?" Guilliman noticed something strange about him and immediately asked.

The technical sergeant hesitated and said: "There are no decorations on the opponent's warship. It is very simple. I heard that this construction style was popular in the Golden Age."

Guilliman was stunned.

Golden age?

His first reaction was that it was impossible.

The Golden Age is too far away from now, and it is impossible for a fleet from the Golden Age to appear here.

Besides, human beings in the Golden Age should be confident, and it is impossible to come here and then turn a blind eye to their communication requests and say nothing.

If it were a human fleet in the Golden Age, the first thing they would do when they came to Prospero would be to order the warring parties to stop fighting and explain to them what was happening here.

On the other side, the coalition government's fleet cannot leave.

"The entire Prospero is wrapped in an extremely brilliant time field, and we cannot leave Prospero." MOSS reported the bad news to the commander.

The commander took a deep breath and said solemnly: "It seems that these uninvited guests are not planning to let us go."

"We can ask for help from the great earth consciousness. His power can break the barriers of time and space and help us get out of here." MOSS replied.

The commander shook his head: "There are too many battleships, and it is not convenient for the Earth Consciousness to pick us up."

There are too many battleships, and Chen Fan can't open tens of thousands of wormholes at the same time to receive the fleet.

It takes a long time for the fleet to pass through the wormhole. Not to mention what kind of weapons the cubes launched by the mysterious fleet are. The mere possibility of being invaded by enemies from other universes prevents them from asking Chen Fan for help.

They can only rely on themselves.

"Attack this mysterious fleet. They won't let us leave, and we won't allow them to leave." The commander snorted coldly, "If you want to stay, stay together."

He had a vague hunch that the cube launched by the mysterious fleet might be some kind of extremely powerful weapon.

It is so powerful that it has to go to the center of Prospero's galaxy to fully exert its power.
That could very well be a super weapon capable of destroying an entire star system.

The mysterious fleet used the time barrier to prevent them from leaving at this time, just to destroy them and the Prospero galaxy together.

In this case, as long as the mysterious fleet is forcibly left behind, the cube's attack can be defused.

After all, the mysterious fleet would never want to die with them.

In fact, they have not figured out the identity of this mysterious fleet until now, and the mysterious fleet has not had any communication with them.

"Your orders will be carried out."

Meticulous instructions are transmitted to each warship through the local area network, and are quickly confirmed and executed.

boom! ! ! ! !
In an instant, thousands of cannons fired together!

30 warships fired at the mysterious fleet on the other side of the starry sky at the same time. Considering the space-time field near the mysterious fleet, all warships only used wormhole cannons.

The wormhole cannon comes from the pioneer civilization of the "Pacific Rim" universe. It uses the space distortion effect at the moment the wormhole is opened to cause huge damage to the material near the wormhole exit.

In an instant, the entire mysterious fleet was torn into pieces by the rioting space torrent.

But after the torrent of space subsided, the fragments of the mysterious fleet seemed to have been pressed on the reverse button, and it took only a few seconds to come together to look intact. (End of chapter)