Warhammer: Don't Call Me the God of All Machines

Chapter 318: The Resolute Sanguinius
"Obviously, this is just a stone building built by primitive humans. It is the altar of the filthy evil god and the target of our expedition. There are not even any living people on this planet. There is only a dead desert."

"Then what we have to do is simple. Let me put an end to this damn thing, and then we will go to Terra for reinforcements."

The lion made the decision again almost out of habit, and the scarlet button that controlled the extermination order was even rubbed shiny by the lion king.

"Stop it, Lion. I'm afraid you are addicted to using the Extinction Order." Guilliman's big hand grasped Lion's wrist, and the Hand of Domination rubbed against the Lion King Armor, causing a violent metal collision sound.

"Your naivety and stupidity have come back again, Roboute? Our target is within sight, and the warships are ready to fire at any time. What else do you want to do?"

The lion stared at his brother with deep eyes, visible ferocity and anger burning in them.

Luo Xi felt that there was a strange sense of alienation from Ryan now. He seemed to be unable to bear this depressing atmosphere and wanted to end this matter as soon as possible.

Similarly, Guilliman also had a hot temper. He shook off Lion's arm and moved his chest in front of the Lion King.

The two men maintained a distance almost face to face. Guilliman didn't understand why Lion was so impulsive. What if the Extermination Order destroyed the temple on Daven, but the Storm of Destruction still did not stop?
He didn't believe that this matter would end so easily.

Keeping the temple in place for now would actually allow more room for maneuver. At least we have to wait until he has collected all the clues before carrying out the destructive bombing.

"We have already issued extermination orders to so many planets, is this one still missing?" The lion was puzzled. The solution was clearly right in front of him, so why was his brother so pedantic?

"Do you still remember how many of your five hundred worlds refused to surrender and had to be bombed with extermination orders before they surrendered?" Ryan asked cunningly.

"Thirty-eight, or thirty-nine if you count Nuceria of Angron."

Guilliman answered without hesitation and asked a counter-question, "If you need, I can recite their names to you now."

Lion cursed Guilliman's damn memory in his heart. Although in fact all the Primarchs could remember everything they had experienced, almost no one would do so.

Only Guilliman, damn Guilliman, he was just a Theorist computer in human form.

At this tense moment, it was impossible for Roche and Sanguinius to sit back and watch the quarrel between the two continue. Given the two's violent state, it would not be surprising if they really fought each other.

Of course, Luo Xi didn't think his best friend would be able to get the upper hand at Ryan's hands.

That was Lion the Lion after all, one of the most capable and militant Primarchs.

"Calm down first and don't argue." Luo Xi advised.

"I veto the extermination order, Lion, in the name of the Regent of the Second Empire." Sanguinius pressed his palm on the strategic table, and the Lion and Guilliman stopped and turned to look at their Emperor.

"I can tell you that the temple below, the building called Delphos, is a portal that leads to the path to solving the problem. If we issue an extermination order, it will cut off our path to redeem everything."

Luo Xi was surprised at the confidence shown by Saint-Gilius. The archangel seemed very sure that he was right. Was his magical prophecy taking effect again?
He spoke up and supported Sanguinius' decision.

"The test we face cannot be solved by simple brute force. Everyone calm down. The long journey and the incomprehensible things we encountered along the way have exhausted us mentally and physically."

The plague garden encountered in the warp, the skull planet on the edge of the Daven system, and the isolated temple on this planet.

They all have their own symbolic meanings, rather than simply material concepts.

"The Ruinstorm is a huge wave that the Word Bearers raised in the Warp through sacrifice, and the matter of the Sea of ​​Souls is obviously not something that can be solved by simple physical means. Those are symbolic enemies, so naturally our means of attack must also be symbolic."

"This war has already gone beyond the realm of reason. Why do we think that destroying Daven Planet can solve the subspace storm? Is this a mental inertia trap set by the enemy for us?"

Guilliman pondered, and Sanguinius was pleased that Roche had expressed his innermost thoughts. This was the place where Horus fell, where it all began, and that was its symbolic significance.

"I think you are just imagining things, brothers. Victory is just around the corner." Ryan still maintained his stubborn opinion. He was too confident and too eager for success.

Sanguinius looked at his brother who had lost his composure and said in a steady voice, "Lion, when Horus came here, he was just as confident as you are. He didn't think anything could threaten him when he was surrounded by the Sons of Horus Legion."

The Archangel used Horus as an example to refute Lion, which immediately caused extreme dissatisfaction among the Calibans.

"Horus? You mean the corrupted Warmaster who betrayed the Emperor?"

When mentioning the word Warmaster, Ryan became obviously sarcastic, which was also the point that had been bothering him.

"I have no intention of exonerating him, but we have to admit how outstanding Horus was in the past. He is a well-deserved Warmaster. All the brothers acknowledge this. We never thought that Horus would betray us, not even our father."

"Any indifference and carelessness will lead to failure. I will walk the path Horus once took and see what caused him to fall. Prepare a drop chamber for me. I will take the Blood Angels to orbit and land on Davin."

When the archangel showed his majesty, no one dared to contradict or refute him. Not even Lion could stop Sanguinius' actions.

Azkaelon held the Primarch's Spear of Bigong in both hands, while Sanguinius held the Scarlet Sword himself and disappeared into the corridor of the ship with the Holy Blood Guard.

Sanguinius found it difficult to describe what he saw in words. The prophecy told him that he must go to that planet and face what was destined, only then would everything be resolved.

He could defy fate, as long as he didn't go down, the prophecies wouldn't happen, and Sanguinius wouldn't have to die at the hands of Horus, but the Archangel's answer was - "No!"

He must come to that inevitable time node, the place where the threads of fate are intertwined, and he will use his own strength to open up a path of survival that he expects.

The Blood Angels who had been on standby responded to the order from the Gene-Father. They quickly entered the orbital drop chamber. After releasing the safety locks on the cabin deck, one by one the Blood Angels left the New Caliban via orbital drop.

They were like falling meteors, rubbing violently against the atmosphere of the planet Daven, leaving behind long tail flames reaching all the way to the sky.

Ryan's face turned pale. Sanguinius's behavior was incomprehensible to him. Why, why were his brothers so unreasonable.

"Are you leaving too, Guilliman?"

At the side, Lord Macragge also put on his helmet. The fully armed Guilliman obviously intended to take the initiative to attack.

"Yes, Lion, we can't let Sanguinius go alone, I think he is right."

"You are a little too extreme. Maybe you need to take a good rest for a while and relax your mental stress, right?"

Roxi shrugged helplessly and said with his back to Lion that he and Curze who was imprisoned in the Iron Man followed. As the person who knew Guilliman best, he was very worried that the other party would have brain congestion again and go crazy again without hesitation.

Ryan Johnson was the only one left at the strategy table.

He placed his hands on the table, staring at the changing projection of Daven Star and the Blood Angels that had already airdropped.

Hou Guin and Red Ross were guarding in a corner nearby, while the lion exuded a deep, oppressive aura, as if a mountain with no top in sight had fallen.

Ryan looked at the scarlet button he often used, with a fierce light in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)