This is our Warhammer journey

Chapter 426 Planning and Departure (Two-in-One)

"I basically know the whole story."

Inside the towering command center atop the dome of the Great Stone Fortress, Arthur stood before a massive holographic star map. In the various duty areas, Flamewing members were exchanging local documents, while he himself spoke with several chapter leaders one by one, gradually piecing together the complete timeline of events.

It seems that Vashtor was indeed the one who planned this attack, wanting to take advantage of the Dawn Sector being tied up by Nurgle to create a time gap. However, judging from the reactions of Typhons and Abaddon, they probably did not expect the Dawnwings to act so quickly.

Indeed, aside from the network channels that took some time to clear and unclog after leaving the Dawn Sector, the first half of the region, thanks to the long-term 'maintenance' by the Dawn Wings, already possesses the capability for strategic relocation of military forces, which has saved a considerable amount of time.

It can be considered as taking precautions.

"Has Typhon been apprehended yet?"

After issuing the initial analysis task to each tactical terminal, Arthur turned to Ramses, who was standing quietly to the side.

"Here are the coordinates."

Ramses turned slightly to the side, signaling the Grey Knight behind him to connect a data chip to the interface of the central control console at the Great Stone Fortress.

After finishing, he didn't forget to mock Nurgle's chosen one, who was so terrified by a single sentence from the Lion King that he scrambled to his death.

"It's genuine, after all, Typhons is a spineless coward."

"Synchronize with the coordinates of the Kaliban, ten thousand years ago, linearly advancing to before the destruction of the Kaliban."

Arthur commanded the Lord of the Stone.

"Yes, Your Highness."

The Lord of the Stone seemed to be able to manipulate the fortress with his mind. A stack of disk arrays was transported through hidden pipes, and the disks began to rotate with his thoughts after being powered on. Then, ancient coordinates appeared on the tactical platform as he looked at them.

No wonder such a person must remain in a life support pod deep within the boulder for their entire life; given the Dark Angels' past internal environment, it was indeed impossible to fully trust an existence with such power.

If they can send disks, they can also send bombs.

My gaze was fixed on the slowly changing star map.

The coordinates symbolizing the Dark Angel's homeworld slowly shifted as the timeline rewound, eventually coinciding precisely with the current location of the Vashtor fleet.

"really."

Arthur and Ramses exchanged a glance.

Others might be baffled by this, but for them, who have access to a lot of advanced information, it's basically a matter of a glance.

It was nothing more than interfering in the fusion of the three sacred artifacts. After all, Ouroboros completely lost its physical form with the destruction of Caliban, so it exists in all time and space. As long as the time or space is right, it can naturally trigger the forced fusion of the three sacred artifacts.

Without their intervention, a hundred years later, a time-travel event orchestrated by the escaped 'Fallen Angel' Astram, with the participation of the Lord of Death and the Lord of Midnight, and triggered by the Three Artifacts, would have occurred, and Azrael would have become the culprit who destroyed Caliban.

Unexpectedly, under pressure from them, Typhons chose to bring this event forward, and Vashtor was also involved.

"So, what do you say, are you in or not?"

Ramses leaned forward slightly, clearly eager to try it out.

The time travel incident was no secret to the higher-ups, or even to the Empire. There was even a special monastic order within the Inquisition to handle these time travel issues. The Wings of Dawn also needed to use this time travel incident to conduct an experiment.

It can be said that their goal is the same as Vashtor's; even if they were to wait passively, they had already made similar contingency plans over the past thirty years.

"That requires reaching a consensus with the Tuchucha engine."

Arthur crossed his arms and gazed calmly at the star map.

The three artifacts each possess their own consciousness. Ouroboros tricked Luther into rebellion, and Tuchucha made a deal with the Lion King in exchange for a safe hiding place. If the engine itself doesn't cooperate, it will be difficult for them to achieve their goals using these creations. After all, putting aside the other artifacts, Tuchucha can escape with his physical body when necessary.

Moreover, because they are most likely creations of ancient saints, they will exist eternally in infinite space and time even if they lose their physical bodies. Therefore, dealing with them is an extremely troublesome matter for both the star gods and space undead of the past and for humans today.

The Wings of Dawn are of a higher status; they can issue legitimate death threats to the Three Artifacts.

Arthur looked at the Lord of the Stone.

The Lord of the Boulder shook his head slightly and immediately replied, "The Tuchucha Engine remains in its original state and cannot be communicated with."

Weird.

Ramses was also puzzled. Tuchucha was one thing, but why were there not a single one of those robed little men?

At the very least, they must have brought Azrael, the chosen one of the robes, with them.

His gaze lingered around for a moment before finally settling on his companion.

The screen was so bright it could blind a bunch of psionicists and demons, and all of them were unread messages. Ramses even saw a message in it instructing Asura to kill the Lion King, and that he had no objection.

This is my real father!

Being the emperor's son means you've achieved something in this lifetime.

Ramses muttered a curse to himself, noticing Ezekiel's dazed expression. After a moment's thought, he patted Arthur on the shoulder and transmitted a frequency to him.

Arthur immediately understood and used this frequency to lower the level of blockade in his own domain.

hum~
As the surrounding air rippled, and with a whooshing sound, the gun barrels of the Dark Angels' representatives were raised, and a bunch of small figures dressed in gray-green suddenly rolled out from at Arthur's feet.

They piled on top of each other, huddled together, as if they were pushing open a door whose chains had suddenly been removed, and then fell to the ground because they were using too much force.

"Alien?"

The representatives of the group were surprised.

"It is the Emperor's Spirit."

Ramses corrected the opening.

These little things are most likely some kind of ancient creation, probably the maintainers of the three sacred artifacts, entrenched in Caliban, and intentionally guiding the humans of Caliban to fight against Chaos long before Ryan's arrival.

Caliban is heavily corrupted by chaos; all the famous behemoths on this planet are creations of chaos, truly befitting a planet almost entirely within the Eye of Terror.

"?"

Whether they knew of the mysterious guardian's existence or not, all the dark angels around them wore the same tense expression.

Wave~
A small, robed figure emerged from the group of companions, greeted Uslan, ignored the various expressions on the faces of the people around him, and then ran up to Arthur, holding a bright green helmet, and raised it upwards.

The Lion Helmet, once worn by the Lion King, is a symbol of the approval of a mysterious guardian.

As members of the Dark Angels, each member present had a clear message in their mind when they saw the helmet.

"Is this considered identity verification?"

Arthur took the lion helmet, looked at the little figure in the robe who was still gesturing, and then said, "Don't worry, our goal is not to kill the Lion King."

The little man in the robe visibly breathed a sigh of relief, then looked at the divine incantation of 'Save the mother or the child' that was entwined on Arthur's body with lingering fear.

It's all about protecting the small ones.

The emperor has gone mad again.

On one hand, he was urging them to hurry up and wake up the Lion King to protect the Stone Fortress, while on the other hand, he was having people kill the Lion King before he woke up. It was like his left and right brains were fighting each other.

Fortunately, these beings resembled ancient saints, star gods, and subspace entities, but they were all rational and good-tempered, making it impossible for the other beings to discern their exact nature.

"We plan to use the Tuchucha Engine to try and push this time travel event forward, to verify whether we can interfere with time and space, and to see if we can save Caliban," Arthur said, placing the helmet on the table without any intention of wearing it.

For cultural reasons, none of the four members of the Dawnwing like to paint their armor green, especially their heads.

Even the Lion King from ten thousand years ago cannot be killed.

The robed figures continued gesturing, and those who had fallen to the ground straightened up and surrounded them, emphasizing their understanding of time and space, as well as the special nature of the four Wings of Dawn, explaining that if the Lion King of the past was gone, then the current one was gone too.

Ramses was translating sentence by sentence, and the more he translated, the more he couldn't hold back his emotions.

So you all know what kind of person the Lion King is, otherwise why would you all be assuming that Dawnwing won't welcome the Lion King's return?

After all, the Dark Angels are thriving now, and their internal cultural differences are gradually decoupling from military matters, leading to greater ideological unity. The sudden emergence of a Lion King, who is stereotypically perceived as such, seems to serve no purpose other than splitting the legion, causing conflict, creating another troublesome opponent for Dawnwing, and dampening Dawnwing's enthusiasm.

Upon seeing that even the robed-clad figures acknowledged the Lion King as a heavyweight, Arthur couldn't help but smile.

"I would much rather we communicate than be hostile. Past lessons have reminded us of the importance of communication in all events, and we cannot repeat the mistakes of the past."

He tried his best to explain calmly and clearly.

"I, and all of us, should actively communicate, gather information, and then analyze it, just like we are now. You and I have understood each other's needs through communication, confirming my attitude towards the Lion King, so when I face the Lion King, I will naturally do the same—"

"Instead of simply relying on stereotypes or wishful thinking to assume that the other party will do so."

Even without the ability to see the future, Arthur would still choose to talk first, since in the past he didn't know Gareth or those unfamiliar fallen angels.

The little robed figures were stunned for a moment, then remembered the orbital bombardment they had failed to stop back then.

You said you refused to communicate, fine, but you directly launched an orbital bombardment and then jumped overboard, but you went astray. What's the meaning of you chopping people up when you meet the new recruits?
Why doesn't the Lion King just lie down for now?

Those 'fallen angels' who joined the Dawnwings' ranks alongside Lord Cypher also revealed complex and envious expressions at the same moment.

If it had been this prince who commanded the First Legion back then, would they have avoided such a cruel blunder? Is the legion still standing today?

"It's not too late."

Kai made a low squeak, intending to continue recruiting men for His Highness.

After receiving news of the mysterious guardian's appearance, Kay returned with Lord Cypher. For safety reasons, he also brought along Galad, the knight archon from the Great Crusade, and Bevedan, the former Dark Angels strategist.

After the meeting, the Dawnwings emphasized their policy of acceptance towards the Lion King. During the brief reunion with Lord Cypher, Kay also learned of his purpose.

1. Find the mysterious guardian and rely on the power of these ancient creatures to reforge the Primarch sword behind him.

2. Give the Lion King a sword.

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Kai rubbed his temples.

He couldn't stop this guy from doing anything if he really wanted to, so he needed to find a few reliable people to keep an eye on him and prevent him from suddenly going crazy.

Sigh, time really changes a lot of things, and it changes a lot of people.

Kai glanced at Lord Cypher again, and seeing that the other party still had an unpredictable attitude, he sighed helplessly.

If you didn't know better, you'd think the person under the hood was Astra.

'We agree.'

The little people in robes thought that what the prince said made sense, and they gestured again.

"Natuchucha?"

Arthur asked again.

The little figure in the robe continued gesturing.

"As long as you don't enter within 100 meters of it, it will cooperate the whole time."

Ramses translated.

Although it's unclear what use this distance would have for Arthur, who can also perform short-distance jumps, let's just consider it a psychological safety net.

After all, Master Ya's power to deter these immortal and indestructible beings was truly terrifying.

'This is a lie. Don't close the domain. Just add the robed figure to your whitelist. Tuchucha is trying to escape; he's been pressing the teleport button until it's smoking.'

The voice of Ramses echoed in my heart.

"can."

Arthur nodded, his expression unchanged.

The robed figures stopped gesturing, and these strange creatures disappeared as if they had suddenly merged into the air, leaving only two that came to Arthur's side. One of them, seeing that Arthur did not intend to change his helmet, simply took the helmet and came to Arthur's feet.

"Data comparison has been completed."

The voices of the Flamewings also came at just the right time.

Ramses' translation helped them understand the full picture of the events, and they believed that the plan could be launched.

After all, even though the faction that switched sides and the local faction had settled accounts back then, they still couldn't figure out who blew up the Caliban.

Because they were all loyal, even though the current Dark Angels are fanatically hunting down the 'Fallen Angels' to cover up the truth because they suspect themselves of being traitors, the Dark Angels who remained on orbit back then were also loyal. It was precisely because no one knew what had happened that they went mad after losing their Primarch.

Several Dreadwing and Flamewing members gathered together to study the situation. Based on their experience of wholesaling hundreds of Extinction Orders, they carefully analyzed the situation and unanimously concluded that the orbital strike at the time was simply insufficient to destroy Caliban.

Perhaps the perspective of an observer from ten thousand years in the future will allow them to uncover the truth behind Caliban's destruction.

and so--

"The next objective is to intercept and kill Vashtor, facilitate the unification of the three artifacts, and open a spacetime portal."

Arthur identified three targets, and the Flamewing Warriors immediately bent down to operate the control interface. The holographic projection unfolded rapidly with their movements, and tactical routes and data streams gradually took shape as the screen flickered.

"If the mountain does not come to me, then I will go to the mountain."

Ramses fiddled with the coordinates in his hand. Once they arrived, the situation would no longer be in Vashtor's hands.

All the young people present were full of anticipation, even though they didn't understand what it meant or why the mysterious guardian would persuade His Highness not to kill the Lion King. But that didn't diminish their excitement.

After all, the conversation between the two sides undoubtedly proved that the Lion King had a chance to return.

This means that they will also have two Primarchs, just like the Ultramarines.

This inexplicably excited these young people who had never experienced that legendary era, and their beating hearts urged them to take action.

Secondly—

Arthur glanced around, his gaze settling on the still anxious members.

"The members who participated in the defense of the Great Rock, please stand by."

"what?"

(End of this chapter)