Warhammer: Expedition to the Multiverse from 30k

Chapter 179 Mutual Suspicion

Roxi watched as Guilliman's expression changed from surprise to one of worry mixed with fear.

"Why, are you unhappy again because your beloved brother is here?" he said.

"You have been talking about having a brother to help you take the position of the Lord of the Second Empire."

The Lord of the Limit, who was only one step away from ascending the throne of the Second Empire, was now immersed in thought.

"This is not an emotion as simple as being happy or unhappy, Luo Xi. You understand my situation. I must not take that position myself: Soldiers from other legions will not obey me, and my descendants will also be suspicious of my behavior."

"The throne of the Emperor is not a power, but a responsibility that even I fear."

Even Roche felt that Guilliman was a little strange today. He seemed to have a different opinion of the lion who had arrived?

In the information database of the Ptolemy Library, Roche read many data about other legions, but there was very little information about the First Legion, the founding legion called the Dark Angels.

The entire Legion, along with their Primarchs, were shrouded in a gloomy veil.

"I am delighted that a powerful brother has appeared and shared this suffocating pressure with me, but if I could choose, I would rather it was Russ, my brother the Wolf King." A struggle flashed across Guilliman's face.

"You don't know much about my brother. This is also the terrifying thing about the First Legion: there are too many things about them that are unknown to others. They have always been walking in secrets, and even our brother legions are completely unaware of them."

"Before they actually expressed their stance, I had no idea why they came."

Roche gradually tasted the source of the anxiety in the heart of Lord Macragge. Roboute was unsure of his brother, the mysterious Lion King.

He was able to access the Ultramarines' internal database, and the Dark Angels' fleet carried more than 20,000 Astartes warriors and a huge fleet of hundreds of ships.

This is undoubtedly a huge number. If the other party comes with malicious intent, then Macragge will face a greater threat than the previous Shadow Crusade of the traitors.

"Are you familiar with the Lion King? Have you ever fought alongside him?" Luo Xi asked. He became curious about the strange relationship between the two.

Could it be that Lion has some leverage over Guilliman?

Thinking of this, there was a hint of ridicule in his eyes as he looked at Roboute.

Guilliman felt that Roche's eyes had become strange, but he no longer cared about these small details. He knew that Roche had some strange habits, perhaps some cultural remnants of ancient humans.

"Among the many brothers, there are many I respect, such as Ferrus, who has met with misfortune, and the Wolf King of the Space Wolves, Leman Russ, as well as the Archangel Sanguinius and my most unyielding brother Rogal Dorn.

If even one of these four could fight alongside my legion, I could win any war outright."

"But there are two that I admire. One is the former Warmaster Horus, and the other is Lion whom we are about to meet."

"When I was running for the position of Warmaster, Ryan was one of the hottest candidates. My brother is very good at fighting, but he also has a very strange personality."

Guilliman used the word "weird" to describe the Lion King, which made Roche even more curious about the mysterious leader of the First Legion.

He had already seen the Lord of the Word Bearers who surrendered to Chaos, and the Lord of the World Eaters who was tortured by the Butcher's Nails all his life. As for the Lord of the Fire Dragon, he was already dead, and Luo Xi had no way of understanding what kind of person he was.

What kind of person can be described as weird?

"The First Legion is the founding legion, the template for all other legions, but my brother Lionel Jonson is not familiar with any of the brothers. He has no personal connections, no selfish desires, and he seems to only act on the orders of the Emperor."

"According to some secret intelligence, the Lion and his army once fought against an unknown enemy called Randan, and this information was blocked. Only I found clues through some traces."

"After the victory, there was no honor or reward waiting for him, only new orders to rush to the next battlefield."

Luo Xi frowned slightly. This sounded like an absolutely pragmatic, taciturn and hard-working army.

"But if he really doesn't care about honors and awards, then that doesn't mean anything. Luo Xi, you know, when he was running for the Warmaster, Ryan once implicitly expressed his thoughts: he really wanted to become the Warmaster of the Empire."

Guilliman's smile turned bitter. No one is truly selfless and does not seek anything in return.

And neither was his brother, Lion Jonson.

"From that incident, I can see that Ryan is not like what he said: loyalty is the best reward. He also has the desire to be praised and rewarded, but he never said it and just suppressed it silently in his heart."

"Similar to him is Perturabo, my traitorous Iron Lord brother. They both have a very obscure twist and entanglement in their personalities. Perturabo's twisted personality prompted him to betrayal. What about Lion? I am very worried about him."

The Primarch's eyes swept across the display screen in his office, which showed the arrangements he had made in the Macragge system.

Those battlecruisers, void star fortresses, orbital defense systems...

And he ordered Pollax to carry out defensive repairs and improvements on Macragge, but why was the report submitted with Field Commander Auguston as the first author?

Could it be that Auguston had some hidden talent that he hadn't discovered yet?

"So what you are worried about is that Lion might attack you? Does he want to see your loyalty for himself?" Roxi asked back. In his opinion, Guilliman and Lion are brothers after all, and they are the only loyal brothers left after the betrayal.

Could the Lion King also do something like parachuting from Macragge orbit and holding Guilliman's sword to his neck to interrogate his loyalty?

Roboute looked at Roche and nodded.

"If I'm not mistaken, Ryan spoke to me so gently because he was concerned about my space defense forces, but he must have been thinking about how to behead me as quickly as possible if I showed any suspicious attitude."

……

"Have the soldiers stand by, enter the drop pods, and be ready to land in orbit on Macragge at any time upon my command."

On the bridge of the Indomitable Truth, Ryan Johnson gave these instructions to his adjutant.

"Are we going to take action against the Ultramarines? My lord?" asked the Dark Angel who was wearing dark green Terminator armor with some symbolic symbols engraved on the surface of the power armor.

Ryan just glanced. If it was Coswayn, he would not ask such a meaningless question.

"No, this is just necessary preparation and insurance. Although I don't think Guilliman has the guts to commit treason, everything must be planned."

"I need to see if he is still obsessed with building his own little empire, or if he has already developed a rebellious heart and intends to attack the Emperor's empire."

But if it was just an airborne drop bay... The lion narrowed his eyes slightly, wondering in his mind how effective this set of insurance measures would be.

No, not enough.

"Preheat the whirlwind torpedoes again and aim at Macragge, but do not fire without my order."

The adjutant who replaced Costwain had no extra expression. He bowed and saluted, ready to pass on the Lion's order.

"Wait." After he took three steps out, the leader of the First Legion called him again.

"The cyclone torpedoes are not enough. Open the relic warehouse for me and remove the blockade of the singularity drive and the nano destroyer. I need them anytime."

There was a barely perceptible hint of surprise in the Dark Angel's eyes. It seemed that the Lion really cared about his brother.

The contents of the relic warehouse alone are enough to completely wipe out the entire Macragge.

Chapter 180 Showing off Muscles

Guilliman paced back and forth in the room, his sixth sense giving him a frantic warning that he must take action rather than just sit there and wait for death.

His good brothers must also be thinking about how to give him a warning.

"I have to show off my muscles to my brother, lest that Caliban man do something irrational. I can also take this opportunity to boost the morale of the people. What do you think of holding a grand military parade in the military square of Macragge's capital?"

Roboute waved his fist and spoke passionately, while looking at Luo Xi hoping to get his opinion.

"That sounds great. Which troops are you going to select for the parade?"

With the current military strength of the Ultramarines, even that grand military plaza cannot accommodate too many troops.

The damage caused by the Shadow Crusade to the Extreme Marines has gradually faded. This giant war machine that spans most of the Extreme Star Field and has been fully operational is converting its potential into visible and tangible strength every minute and every second.

Mustafa Forge World would report production logs to him at regular intervals, and those massive amounts of industrial products would never be at risk of stagflation because production would never keep up with the growth rate of demand.

"First, my Ever-Victorious Army Guards. If I hurry up and gather them together, I can probably put together a 10,000-man force."

"My proudest offspring, my personal guards are able to break through the five-digit mark."

As Luo Xi listened, his eyelids twitched and he began to ponder.

The Ever-Victorious are the elite troops among the Ultramarines and are the Primarch's guards. Troops of this level in other legions have at most a few hundred or a thousand.

The more famous Primarch guards include the Phoenix Guard of the Emperor's Children, the Gastlin Terminators, the guards of the traitorous Warmaster, and the Sanguinius's Blood Guards, all of whom are the most powerful warriors in the legion.

Isn't it a bit outrageous that you can easily take out tens of thousands of victorious soldiers?

Moreover, these victorious soldiers are not ordinary Space Marines. They are all equipped with the most advanced Star-type Terminator power armor produced by Mustafar. They are the node products that have been finally formed after several iterations. They are completely different from the Terminator armor of other legions.

"Secondly, it is our outstanding mortal auxiliary army. These brave mortals have proven their value and strength in the Shadow Crusade. We can take this opportunity to boost the morale of the army. I will mobilize the most elite Ultramar auxiliary army to participate in the parade."

"The Mechanicus-Mustafar Community will also send their Skitarii and Titan Legion. I need them to show their presence to the greatest extent. Nothing is more suitable than Titans."

Although Roche was shocked by Guilliman's mentality of showing off the Titan Machine as a toy, the Lord of Five Hundred Worlds did have the ability and confidence to do so.

Five hundred worlds ago, an alliance was signed with eight large forge worlds, and they would provide support for Guilliman's operations.

Not to mention the production base on Mustafar, where the most important production sequence is the production of Titan machines.

From small war dogs to the largest Emperor-class Titans, Mustafar has a complete production chain.

These giant war vehicles inherited from the dark technological age of mankind are undoubtedly the kings of the ground battlefield. In the absence of the threat of orbital strikes, it is often only Titans that can fight Titans.

"By the way, let's take this opportunity to show off those relic technologies that you mentioned earlier that were recovered from the database." Guilliman turned his head to look at Roche, his eyes full of the meaning of "stop pretending and take them out quickly."

The Lord of Limits could not wait to give his brother a little shock.

Roche didn't care. It was rare for Guilliman to be so eager to show off, so he gave him a little push.

After all, his real body is still in Sosa, and he and the war blacksmith are working overtime every day to crack the Pharos. Perhaps by then they can use Pharos' projection ability to observe on the spot.

This is a rare grand scene. The Extreme Warriors and the Dark Angels will definitely flex their muscles against each other before the encounter in order to intimidate each other and demonstrate their own strength.

Speaking of Dantioch, Roche slapped his head. This guy seemed to say that he had something to report to Guilliman.

This Iron Warrior who defected to the Lord of the Ultimates, after receiving Guilliman's 100% attention and praise, worked with a completely desperate attitude. He had already accumulated a number of results and was just waiting for the opportunity to report to the Primarch.

On the planet Sosa, Roxi also greeted Dantioch who was still working hard.

"You have been waiting for an opportunity. Now it is here. Go and show your skills to Guilliman."

The War Blacksmith was a little confused. This veteran, who was made of steel both inside and out, looked at his appearance helplessly to see if he had lost his manners. Then he activated the projection ability of Faros and projected himself into the Primarch's office.

"My lord." Dantioch's back was straight, like a metal pole.

"You are here, our hero Dantioch." Guilliman waved at the projection, and the warsmith immediately took a few steps forward with some restraint.

"Come closer, not so far away." Guilliman continued to wave, melting the cold-outside-hot-inside steel in front of him with an extraordinary enthusiasm.

"I'm sorry, I can't leave Macragge. I see your contributions and efforts." He held Dantioch's hand, full of seriousness and solemnity.

"The Ultramarines will hold a meeting and parade with the Dark Angels, and your name will be included throughout the ceremony, I promise."

"Although Sosa's secrets cannot be revealed yet, your exploits will be sung by everyone, and everyone will remember you, the unyielding and loyal iron warrior: Warsmith Dantioch."