Warhammer: I, the Wizard of a Thousand Sons, Reorganize the Legion

Chapter 103 Returning to Reality

"Chief Li Wei, how's Xingju doing?"

Horus frowned slightly, looked at Li Wei, and spoke in a deep voice.

"Not good, but it can still barely maintain operation and ensure basic guidance functions. Unfortunately, the warp turbulence is too severe, and the continuous maintenance of the Star Torch has caused too much psionic energy loss to the psionic masters of the Thousand Sons Legion. It is impossible to forcibly cross the warp and return to Terra with the blessing of the Thousand Sons psionic masters."

Li Wei rubbed his throbbing temples and said wearily.

He hadn't expected that he had oversimplified the situation. The intensity of the warp turbulence far exceeded expectations, forcing the psionic masters of the Thousand Sons to make a choice and ultimately set their sights on maintaining the basic glimmer of the Star Torch.

"Yes, thank you for your hard work, Lord Levi. You will be richly rewarded when you return to Terra."

After speaking, Horus turned his head and looked back at the holographic star map.

Livy simply nodded slightly, showing little emotion. While he needed the favor Horus had promised, it was not indispensable.

His plan to create a wizard god did require Horus's tacit approval and covert implementation, but it was not essential.

More is needed for the Primarch of the Word Bearer, Loka, to use his control over the power of faith, combined with a portion of his imperial essence, to implement this.

"So what should we do now? Should we make repairs, or continue our journey in the real universe?"

Magnus, his fingertips lightly tapping the star map, gazed at the long route from Dol to Terra and asked a question.

"We can take a break for a while; there's no point in constantly traveling at near-light speed in the real universe."

Horus casually picked up the data panel handed to him by his adjutant, scanned the damage data of the fleet after passing through the warp turbulence, and said thoughtfully.

Before he could finish speaking, Zi Guang suddenly stopped at the supplementary intelligence below, and said with slight surprise, "Huh? My brother, what's Peturabo doing here? He's here, building a giant orbital warfare arsenal, manufacturing war machines?"

Horus's gaze swept repeatedly across the facilities marked in the defense reporting information of the Dor system, as he spoke, his fingertips stroking the edge of the data panel.

He never expected to encounter Peturabo, the Primarch of the Iron Warriors, here.

This surprised him a bit, and it was too coincidental. Even though he had realized that this was not the first time Perturabo had established a fixed war factory on the front line, Perturabo's appearance here was too coincidental, as if he had been waiting here on purpose.

Horus looked up at the two men and said in a deep voice, "Brothers Magnus and Chief Levi, we have just received news that Perturabo is in this star system. What should we do with Perturabo?"

"Petrulabo?" Magnus's eyes lit up immediately upon hearing this, and he looked delighted. After all, Petrulabo was also his good friend, and he still trusted his brother.

He quickly said, "Brother Horus, why don't we bring Perturabo into our camp as well?"

"Yes, Brother Magnus, you are absolutely right."

Horus chuckled and echoed, but then turned to Levi, who stood to the side looking thoughtful, and solemnly asked, "Chief Levi, what do you think?"

Horus specifically sought Livy's opinion because he had realized that Magnus was still too idealistic. Although he was powerful, he lacked ruthlessness and precision in judging situations.

Li Wei, as the chief of the thousand disciples, is meticulous and always sees things clearly.

Most importantly, Levi's opinion will directly influence Magnus's final decision, who has always trusted the chief.

Faced with the extraordinary sight of the Primarch being able to influence the Primarch's decisions, Horus found it somewhat unbelievable, but he envied Magnus for having such an outstanding offspring who could correct the Primarch's oversights.

He actually had a trusted bodyguard like Li Wei, and four others, who formed the Council of Four Kings. They could indeed provide a lot of tactical advice, but they still wouldn't openly oppose his decisions.

In other words, Abaddon was bold enough to speak his mind and oppose directly, but his attitude was too rigid, leaving no room for himself to save face, making him a complete troublemaker.

"Can be trusted."

This was Li Wei's calm and straightforward answer.

However, this time Horus was not satisfied with the reply.

Perturabau has always been prejudiced against me. In other words, Perturabau is distant and wary of most of the emperor's children. He is a capricious and vindictive person. Bringing such a person into your inner circle is by no means a safe choice.

"Are you sure, Chief Li Wei?"

Horus, his brow furrowed, asked again.

After all, Makado has rarely participated in discussions of the core plan since the last argument.

My core team now consists of only Chief Li Wei of the Thousand Sons and Magnus, the Thousand Sons' genetic prototype.

Although both men came from the Thousand Sons Legion, Horus didn't care. There weren't many people he could use right now, so he had to consider everyone's opinions.

"Hmm..." After a moment of contemplation, Li Wei looked up at Horus and slowly said, "Then let our Thousand Sons first go and probe Perturabo's attitude towards the Emperor's slumber."

He was aware of Horus's concerns, but he was confident he could persuade Perturabo to join their ranks.

Although Peturab was eccentric and aloof, he was also the easiest imperial heir to control. As long as you followed Peturab's personality, you could easily manipulate him.

However, Peturabo values ​​practical benefits more and always acts based solely on gains and losses, so things may not be that simple.

In particular, last time, Peturabo did not produce enough Colossus War Machines for the Thousand Sons Legion, but only fulfilled the minimum target agreed upon at the time, a total of ten Colossus Siege Machines.

"Heh, I wonder if Peturabo has managed to produce enough Colossi from all those military production materials he hid."

Li Wei's lips curled slightly as he thought to himself.

He didn't know if he could use the foreshadowing he had laid before, but the Thousand Sons Legion was no longer what it used to be, and its strength had greatly increased.

He actually hoped that Peturab had embezzled the supplies to make his own goods, or even opposed Horus, so that he would have enough reason to take back the military equipment that Peturab had secretly withheld.

"Yes, I agree to Chief Li Wei's proposal."

Magnus didn't mind Livy's initiative to represent the Thousand Sons, and he also planned to meet with Peturabo to prevent his old friend from falling into unnecessary suspicion and misunderstanding.

However, Li Wei, who was standing to the side, felt that something was wrong. He felt that he had overstepped his bounds.

"It seems that upon returning to Terra, I need to build my own team. After all, I am merely Magnus's chief think tank member, not the Primarch of the Thousand Sons."

He used to be indifferent; power was something he found neither appealing nor worth discarding, utterly meaningless.

But now the empire is in turmoil, and he needs more strength. Building his own team and power is also extremely important.

After all, with his current strength, he couldn't destroy a full-strength battleship by himself.

As the chief of the Thousand Sons, he could not disregard the face and authority of Magnus, the Thousand Sons' progenitor, and had to act with discretion.