The Creators: From Night City

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The Primarch's mental tentacles seemed to cover the entire battlefield, his radiance seemed to illuminate every corner of the battlefield, his actions seemed to be perfectly calculated, and the massive Allied Fleet was commanded by him as a whole, weaving into an impenetrable net that gradually enveloped and entangled Abaddon.

The endless stream of lives was transformed into a cold progress bar by this Chaos Warmaster, filling the furnace of this war, all for the sake of forging a vague goal: to breach the 'Blackrock Fortress'.

Abaddon understood that the scales of victory were rapidly tipping in the enemy's favor over time.

"Order: All reserves advance and launch a general offensive!" This Chaos War General made the best decision he could at that moment.

Chapter 1108 Blackrock Fortress

The two waves of metal collided instantly, creating an endless roar.

After several hours of fierce fighting, the Imperial Titans lost 60% of their strength, and most of the survivors were wounded.

Despite losing its right arm, the Imperial Warmaster-level Titan "Iron Faith" used its Power Punch to smash through three Chaos Knights that tried to pull it away, before being detonated from the inside by a psionic beam from the Titan blessed by Tzeentch.

It was soon overturned by the "Indomitable Truth" using the terrain advantage, and then its chest was ripped open by the chainsaw sword.

The seven surviving knights of the "Kardian Iron Guard" family protected their commander, keeping Cabanha at bay on the third front.

Instead of engaging in hit-and-run tactics, they used the "wolf hunt" strategy to constantly harass the Great Demon and compress his fighting space. Finally, the Knight Commander's "Barrier" charged at full speed, severely wounding the Great Demon whose body was already stained with blood.

The pilot pierced the Demon's body with the gun blade and, before the Demon could launch a fatal counterattack, decisively detonated his own reactor and all the Cyclone missiles he was carrying.

Kabanha's lower body was blown to pieces, while his upper body was undoubtedly reduced to dust by the other knight mechs that were surrounding and annihilating him, and he returned to the subspace.

Having exhausted 70% of his forces, Abaddon's army finally broke through the Empire's defenses and reached the walls of Blackrock Fortress.

But what awaited them included at least 40 earthquake cannons, hundreds of Void Shield fixed-point defense machine gun arrays, and countless firing positions.

The last Chaos Titan stubbornly pushed forward with its Void Shield extended, only to have its transmission joints severed by several Ravens using a slow-motion suicide ramming attack, bringing it to a halt before the walls of the 'Blackrock' fortress.

Even though the Void Shield was still functioning properly, several squads of Astartes still managed to destroy the Titan's critical core with molten bombs at the cost of almost total annihilation.

Without the Titans, even if the Chaos soldiers manage to advance to the fortress, they will be unable to inflict any effective damage on the defenses.

Abaddon understood that the battle was lost.

As a Chaos War General, he naturally possesses the necessary charisma.

Without hesitation, he issued the order to retreat, abandoning all forces that had gone too far into the area. He was the first to teleport back to the Black Rock Fortress above the planet's orbit, where he began to command another, more troublesome, space naval battle.

While losing the surface war in Cardia is unacceptable, it does not affect the foundation of the Black Expeditionary Fleet.

Regardless of victory or defeat, he can fight and retreat at will, remaining invincible.

However, if the Chaos Fleet were to lose the space naval battle against Guilliman, the losses would undoubtedly be unacceptable.

These ships and troops are the foundation of his Chaos Warlord status. The rules within the Eye of Fear are very realistic. The reason he can be called the Chaos Warlord is entirely due to the support of his loyal troops. Without guns, who cares who he is?

But Abaddon soon discovered that he had fallen from one quagmire into an even deeper one.

Guilliman is more troublesome than he was 10,000 years ago.

In the boundless star field, hundreds and thousands of ships were scattered across a small part of the star field battlefield centered on Cadia, attacking and moving against each other.

In the cold universe, countless radio waves travel through the air, transmitting all sorts of information.

Most of this information will converge on the 'Magnificent Macurag' and be presented to Robert Guilliman.

Among the vast sea of ​​messages—pleas for help, farewells, battle reports, maneuver positioning, requests for cooperation, and so on—the ones that Guilliman cared about most were always related to the 'Black Rock Fortress'.

Blackrock Fortress, known as the "Val Amulet" by the Eldar, is a large spaceship built by the Eldar in ancient times to prevent the return of the Star Gods.

Around the 31st millennium, the Human Empire discovered six Blackstone Fortresses in the Gothic region and used them as naval bases.

During the twelfth Black Crusade, Abaddon's Black Fleet captured two of them, and was forced to destroy four more in the battle against the Empire.

Under Abaddon's control, Blackrock Fortress had been developed into a terrifying weapon of mass destruction.

Once fully activated, this war machine will break down the barrier between the physical universe and the subspace, creating a beam of pure subspace energy that will destroy everything in its path.

Its power has been demonstrated more than once in the past.

The Great Raider Abaddon used two Black Rock Fortresses to launch a combined attack and destroy the planet Flaris 2. Later, he used three Black Rock Fortresses in a coordinated attack to turn the stable star in the Taratis system into a supernova, thus directly destroying the entire system.

There are two such Blackrock Fortresses in the Cardia Starfield at this moment.

This is also the most important factor that enabled the Black Fleet to swagger around and maintain the upper hand in its battles with the Empire.

Furthermore, Blackrock Fortress was forged from blackrock minerals and was originally used by the Eldar as a reality anchor point to release stabilizing fields to calm warp storms, or as a sanctuary for Eldar voyages.

However, Abaddon, with the help of the Dark Mechanicus and the Chaos Wizards, desecrated Blackrock Fortress, reversing its stable field polarity through dark rituals and reverse energy injection.

The function of 'suppressing warp' becomes 'rejecting reality'. When fully activated, it tears a terrifying rift in the 'veil' of the physical universe, releasing a terrifying warp storm, enhancing the power of its demons, summoning reinforcements from the warp, or directly weakening or even paralyzing the operation of planetary-level void shields and psionic defenses.

At the same time, it can also release a wide-range field anti-psychic pulse, interfering with, suppressing, or even destroying psychic links and paralyzing the communication capabilities of the Star Speakers.

If it weren't for the Imperial 'Star Torches' that rose up around the battlefield in the Cardia Starfield as signal relays, communication between the various fleets that came to provide support would have been impossible. Without high-quality information exchange as support, no matter how many forces came to provide support, they would have been a disorganized mess.

Moreover, Blackrock Fortress is equipped with laser turrets, missile silos, and energy projectors equivalent to the firepower of hundreds of warships, making it an invincible orbital firepower platform.

The Black Fleet is currently deploying around the two Blackstone Fortresses, using their powerful defenses and firepower as offensive and defensive strongholds to engage in a fierce battle with the Imperial Fleet, and still holds the upper hand.

Among them, the "Destroyer Herald," with a long axis of 120 kilometers, is Abaddon's flagship and command fortress, as well as the strategic and tactical core of the Thirteenth Black Expedition.

The slightly smaller "Eternal Pain" served as cover, positioned on the flank of the Chaos Fleet.

"To completely annihilate Abaddon and his Chaos Fleet, these two fortresses must be destroyed." Guilliman's powerful calculation ability allowed him to quickly deduce the most favorable possibility for the Empire's future from a large number of possibilities.

However, these two Eldar superweapons, which were built before the Great Fall, are covered with powerful psionic shields, comparable in strength to the shields of the planet Cadia, and cannot be destroyed by concentrated fleet fire.

Even someone as brilliant as Robert Guilliman couldn't come up with a good solution for the time being.

So he wisely gave up his deep contemplation and touched the golden laurel wreath on his head.

Why not ask the amazing conch shell?

Chapter 1109 Human Internet Path

The highest heaven.

Robert Guilliman's consciousness traveled along a strange passage, seemingly across a long distance, until it entered this wasteland and saw a scene of utter devastation.

Corpses piled up like hills, weapons and armor stood in rows on the ground, and the death was so dense that it formed a visible miasma, mixing the steaming blood mist into a murky blue.

But the surroundings were empty, and there was no sign of human habitation.

A war beyond the imagination of ordinary people began without their knowledge and ended just as quietly.

The son of war treads upon the bones of the dead, following the winding path of corpses, until he finally finds his goal.

Emperor, craftsman.

The emperor was reclining on a high slope, resting.

Beside him was a door, a small version of the Gate of God.

The flames of the Star Torch had already ignited at the top of the building, illuminating the surroundings and dispelling the suffocating darkness.

Guilliman had never seen the Lord of Mankind look so tired.

The powerful Shinichi armor was covered in cracks left by the blows, and the longsword, which symbolized the emperor's will, was casually stuck in the ground in front of him.

The emperor was panting, a slightly weary panting.

"You're here," Jiang Bing greeted without turning his head, his hands still busy with his work.

Guilliman took two steps forward, but the overwhelming shock silenced all his words.

Below the high slope of the Gate of God.

A vast, boundless dark forest is burning, and in the firelight, countless corpses litter the earth.

The Imperial Guard, Battle Nuns, Cursed Legions, Mortal Heroic Spirits, Sanctified Vehicles, Armor, Tanks, Titans, Fortresses, and Various Mechanical Combat Arrays...

Legions of bloodthirsty freaks, skull cannons and bronze bulls, flesh mills driven by skull thrones, brass fortresses, armies of pink freaks and fire demons, mountains of Nurgles and Nurgle beasts, equally massive piles of succubi, Slugs, and hellwalkers...

These indiscriminate war remnants, numerous and diverse, formed a high wall. This steel, flesh, will, and courage were piled together, facing the burning forest, becoming a bloody and impregnable defensive line.

Looking around, Robert Guilliman noticed that the walls formed by these corpses were circular, completely enveloping the hill, the Gate of God.

A large number of cursed warriors stood behind the wall, vigilantly watching the darkness outside.

"What exactly are you doing?" the Son of War couldn't help but ask.

After all, compared to what he was seeing, the war he fought in Cardia, the sacrifices he made and the defense he made, were insignificant.

"Hope, Guilliman, we are fighting with the master of this dark forest for this ethereal and illusory thing." The Emperor's voice was deep and slow, like an ox returning home after a long day's work.

"Did you succeed?" the Son of War couldn't help but ask.

The stone hammer struck the steel, engraving countless creation runes into it.

"Almost there," the craftsman and the emperor said in unison.

Endless ether surged in the hands of craftsmen, forging itself into conduits through which hope could flow, and transforming into the screws of magnificent creations.

"The work on this side of the curtain is finished, but the work on the other side of the curtain has just begun."

Jiang Bing stopped what he was doing and looked at the sons of war who had come to ask for help.

"You've come at just the right time. The plan is about to enter its final stage, Robert Guilliman. The fate of humanity will henceforth rest in the hands of the three of us."

The son of war felt an inexplicable heaviness on his shoulders.

"What exactly is this plan, this plan that has been kept secret from beginning to end? What are you plotting?"

“The Star Torch, me, Ohm Messiah, the Gate of God, and all of these, everything.” Guilliman’s words were filled with impatient doubt and confusion.

"Netway Project"

The craftsman finished his final work, tossed the stone hammer into the air, straightened his back, and finally had time to answer the curious child's questions.

"During the war between Chaos and Empire and the Cardia, I forged the Web of humanity. This magnificent creation exhausted all the power I had accumulated up to this day."

In reality, the amount of ether consumed by the Human Network Project was far greater than Jiang Bing had estimated. The two main base materials, Black Stone and Spirit Bone, were of high quality, and the amount of ether consumed in the conversion was so large that even the supply from Terra Star Torch could not meet the requirements of the operation.

Left with no other choice, Jiang Bing and the Emperor had to slow down their pace while searching for 'external funding'.

The burning dark forest was the result of their efforts.

The four Chaos Gods naturally wouldn't stand idly by while their large-scale civil engineering projects in the warp were underway.

They waged endless wars and harassment along the human network project, attempting to sabotage the craftsmen's work and destroy the unfinished network.

But reality exceeded their expectations, and in every way.

First, the four Chaos Gods suddenly discovered that they could not detect the human network at all.

Unlike the Web Path built by the Ancients, the Human Web Path was constructed using a mixture of black stone and spirit bones, and incorporated a 'Creator's' complete understanding of the concept of 'creation'.

Compared to the ancient sages of antiquity, the net-path project undertaken by the craftsmen may not be as large in scale, but its overall design concept, quality, and project purpose far surpass theirs.

The Web constructed by the Old Ones is a special dimension isolated from the Warp, but it is still essentially located within the Warp.

Jiang Bing's net path, however, seemed somewhat otherworldly.

Instead of following the example of the ancient sages and hiding the Web in the subspace, he directly hid the main body of the human Web in the void outside the plane, leaving only the main entrance nodes, which were placed in the subspace.

This would undoubtedly greatly reduce the construction time and workload in the subspace, and the pressure of the chaotic invasion he and the Emperor faced would also be greatly reduced.

The most important point is safety.

Let alone the four Chaos Gods, apart from Jiang Bing, there is currently no being in the Warhammer universe that can transcend planes and survive in the void.

Even Jiang Bing only managed to complete the work of forging the net channel in the void thanks to Heiml's help.

The four Chaos Gods may be powerful in terms of strength, but there are still differences in their rank.

Once the main structure is secure, the Human Empire's task is to maintain the security of all entrances to the network, and the workload for these two tasks is naturally incomparable.

Moreover, the knowledge of the Net Dao left behind by the ancient sages already contained a large number of solutions related to the Net Dao's self-concealment, self-repair, and self-defense in the subspace. After Jiang Bing absorbed and innovated upon these solutions, even the Four Chaos Gods would find it difficult to detect any trace of the Net Dao.

In fact, if it weren't for the fact that the subspace also needed to bear the heavy responsibility of continuous power supply, Jiang Bingdu would have preferred to bypass the subspace altogether and take a direct route through the real dimension.

The grand Internet Project, though ambitious, did not exceed Robert Guilliman's understanding. However, Jiang Bing's next words caused his powerful brain to crash.

"The main structure of the first network has been completed. The only thing missing for the successful operation of the entire project is a perpetual and powerful energy source."

As he watched Robert Guilliman's pupils dilate, Jiang Bing affirmed, word by word, the terrifying guess in his heart.

"That's right, it's the Eye of Fear."