Warhammer: Filial Piety Makes Power

Chapter 58 The War of Heaven, the Beginning of All Chaos.

Ruth lived up to his reputation as a staunch royalist. No matter how Mordred tried to persuade him, he refused to get involved in the so-called Second Empire. Even when Mordred promised him the position of War Marshal, he wouldn't budge an inch.

They even said things like, "You've ruined your brothers' lives! Our father isn't dead yet! How could you do such a treasonous thing? The two of us alone can't amount to anything..."

Even though he said that, Lemanrus signed a series of alliance agreements with Mordred, after all, the other side had given him too much.

After some negotiation, the two finally agreed that in the future, Atlas would take over the infrastructure construction of the entire Fenris system and ensure the supply of Space Wolves' military needs during this period until Fenris's independent industrial chain was established.

Space Wolf, on the other hand, is responsible for ensuring a 50-year supply of resources, allowing Atlas to pass through the planet after its conquest, sharing the heretical technologies discovered during the expedition, and maintaining Atlas's transport and supply lines.

There were hundreds of agreements, large and small, which started as negotiations between two people and eventually evolved into group discussions between two legions.

It would be a lie to say that Lemanrus was not envious of Atlas's wealth. As the son of Fenris, he longed to improve the harsh living conditions in his hometown, but he never had the opportunity.

Moreover, it's not just Ruth; basically all Primarchs value their homeworld, but very few can truly change the situation.

After all, not everyone is like Guilliman, who has the Ottama 500 world, which is practically a country within a country, as his backing, and can instantly pull out 200,000 Extreme Blueberries just like refreshing NPCs.

Soon, the alliance agreement, known as the Oath of Tyr, was signed. To celebrate the friendship between the legions, Mordred returned the favor by giving Ruth five knight squadrons, three hundred sets of Terminator armor, and one thousand three hundred sets of Mark II power armor.

If Goff hadn't quickly stopped his unfortunate Primarch, Mordred might have sold off the warehouse supplies in a fit of pique, which made Goff feel a pang of heartache.

In short, both sides felt they had gotten a great deal from the signing of this agreement. One side was fighting on the front lines, while the other was farming and farming. Everyone had a bright future, except for the fourth company commander, Gao Wen, whose blood pressure had already skyrocketed.

If you're wondering why Gawain's blood pressure spiked, well, he's the civil engineer from Atlas. At least the Seventh Company Commander, Levier, was peacefully guarding the home, while Gawain was truly exiled to Fenris.

A week later, the Space Wolves, having replenished their supplies, set out in full force to continue the Great Expedition. Only the Wolf King remained in Tranquility, awaiting the Fourth Legion's assembly to complete the small task assigned to him by the Emperor.

According to the Emperor's plan, after Lemanrus arrives at Tranquility and resupplyes, he will join forces with Mordred to travel to Olympia, and both sides' forces will arrive at the same time.

But things are different now. With the network map provided by Kiaran, Atlas took off directly and plunged into the area in his own Abomination.

The humans, entering the net tunnel for the first time, were like country bumpkins, marveling at the scene outside the ship, exclaiming that it was a true miracle.

Even Primarchs Mordred and Ruth were no exception. After all, the Webway was simply amazing. Compared to warp travel, it was like heaven and earth, and you could even race cars on it!
"Wow! If our empire had such a fast way of traveling, I can't even imagine how convenient future expeditions would be. It makes me want to raise some pointy-eared aliens."

"Then you'd better not think about it."

Ruth was puzzled by Mordred's cold water, thinking to himself, "Does this Mordred want to eat all the food by himself?"
“It’s not that I don’t want to share with you, but even if you’re a Spirit Clan member, it won’t help. They simply won’t listen to you. Not everyone is like me.”

Besides, Kiaran, the Eldar leader who defected to me, doesn't have many maps of the Webpaths. At most, he only knows this surrounding area. If he gets lost in the Webpaths, he'll never be able to get out. And look outside…”

Following Mordred's gaze, a massive gap filled with chaotic energy stretched across the network, where surging warp waves were churning.

"See that? This network is completely dilapidated and no one is maintaining it. We'll be jumping out of here for a warp journey."

"What about the creatures that built the network? Why don't they maintain it?" "Good question! All the ancient sages are dead, how can they maintain it?"

Seeing that their father was about to start explaining some amazing facts again, Atlas took out their terracotta stools and pulled out various snacks under Lemanrus's slightly puzzled gaze, ready to broaden their horizons.

Mordred casually accepted the melon seeds offered by his offspring and ate them as he spoke:
"As the saying goes, new talents emerge in every generation. In the distant Cretaceous period, an ancient civilization called Gusheng appeared."

They possess unimaginable power, and can be considered overlords in both the warp and the real universe; they are true warp gods.

During that period, the subspace was not as chaotic as it is now; it was a peaceful place that brought countless lives the miracle of entering the starry sky.

To better manage the warp tides, the Old Ones spread life in the real world while simultaneously constructing the Web. Overall, they are a very friendly force; you can think of them as hardworking little bees in the warp.

"And then what happened?" Brian's desire for the little secret made him eager to know what happened to this powerful race.

"Later, the Ancient Saints encountered a rising star called the Fearful Ones. This race originated in the real universe. Although their technology was advanced, their lifespan was extremely short, and they were very jealous of the immortal Ancient Saints."

The Fearless and the Old Ones engaged in a fierce war, which escalated intensifying. However, the Old Ones defeated the Fearless as easily as a father beating his son, forcing them back to their home planet.

Normally, these fearful undead would have remained unchanged, but who knew they would be chosen by a physical deity called the Star God, be tricked and crippled, and ultimately become space undead.

Then the War of Heaven broke out. With the participation of the Star God, an unprecedented melee ensued, with the physical universe battling against the subspace.

After countless years of fighting, the ancient saints were almost wiped out, and the star gods went mad from devouring each other. Finally, in a weakened state, they were backstabbed by the undead.

As for the various races that participated in the war, who knows how many there were? In any case, in the end, the warp became a cesspool, and most of the physical universe became a dead world.

After hearing Mordred's story, everyone sighed with emotion. Only Ruth seemed to have thought of something, but she didn't say it aloud, only silently reciting to herself:

"Father, what exactly are you plotting?!"

Before Rus could even sigh, Mordred suddenly pulled the Wolf King aside and said with a malicious grin:
"Ruth, actually I have another story to tell. Do you want to hear the Emperor's little secret? I guarantee it will shatter your worldview and leave you wanting more!"

As a son, Ruth idolized the Emperor. He didn't even need to think; just by looking at Mordred's unruly behavior, he knew that what he was saying wasn't anything good.

But then again, knowing more about one's father's past is also a way of showing loyalty!
"Tell me quickly, what secret?"

Mordred remained silent, but instead took out a picture book and handed it to Leman Russ. The image of the dark-haired beauty on the cover alone captivated Russ, who couldn't help but read aloud:

"The Roman She-Wolf"

"Awesome!"

(End of this chapter)