I'm a magnetic field madman

165. The Emperor has his own arrangements.

Both Lemanus the Wolf King and Volkan the Dragon Lord were Primarchs who chose to disappear after the Great Rebellion ended.

Unlike the Khan who was hunting down the Dark Eldar and Dorn who was ambushed and disappeared on his ship by a traitor... these two simply abandoned a series of things concerning the Empire and ran away.

But you can't accuse them of being irresponsible. Given their personalities, especially Lemanus, his staying behind might have been the greatest scourge to the empire.

In any case, they had all sworn before they left that they would return to help the Empire at the end of humanity.

Vokán has already kept his promise once, and now, Lemanus has returned.

This wasn't the first time Khan had met Lemanus; he had previously encountered Lemanus during his warp adventure while racing on the net.

However, they didn't have the luxury of communicating at the time, clearly unlike the Khan who was wandering the internet...

Lemanus, alone in the Warp in his search for a way to resurrect the Emperor, faces even greater danger.

"Chagatai, you foul-mouthed bastard." Lemanus revealed a dangerous grin, revealing a full set of teeth.

"You should thank me. If it weren't for my help, you could be saying goodbye to me in winter."

This vengeful fellow clearly still remembers the grudge from ten thousand years ago. Chagatai rolled his eyes, then sighed...

"Yes, thank you, brother. But now is not the time for catching up. Do you know what situation Volkan is in right now?"

Chagatai briefly recounted the information he knew, which only made Lemanrus grin...

"Hey ho, after our Demon Brother and Iron Brother, do we now have a Green-skinned Brother?"

"This is not something to joke about," Chagatai said with a dark face.

"Our top priority now is to eliminate them here. The Bonebreaker and the Volkan are both core members of this ancient orc empire. Allowing them to continue living is a crisis for all of humanity!"

“Yes, of course I know,” Lemanus shrugged.

"So I came—as my father commanded, and when he awoke, everything was alright."

Chagatai rolled his eyes. That was just Lemanus's character—a loyal dog who obeyed the emperor without question.

"So what he means is?"

“The two of us will stay here and keep these greens company.” Lemanrus grinned.

"Whether it's Volkan or that Bonebreaker, they can't catch up with us. Chagatai, use your excellent leadership skills to launch surprise attacks, divide and harass those greenskins."

"I don't think guerrilla warfare can be effective in the face of a large-scale invasion," Chagatai said with a deadpan expression.

His white scars do indeed make him adept at mobile warfare, but even the best guerrilla tactics are ineffective against a large-scale enemy advance.

And do those green-skinned people really have any logistics to speak of?

Moreover, Chagatai was well aware that the true deciding factor in this war would not be the Star Guardians and Astartes, but rather himself, Lemanus, Vokhan, and the Bonecrushers.

“You don’t need to worry about that,” Lemanus said quietly.

"Father has his own plans."

As if in response to Lemanus's words, in the distant deep space, accompanied by a violent fluctuation in subspace, a net portal was suddenly opened.

And flying out from it were countless black-corroded dragons, each carrying a terrifying magnetic field power!

And the Dark Eldar who control them!

"For the Eternal King! For Malekith! Slaughter all these greenskins!!"

The Screamers ride those terrifying magnetic beasts, wielding weapons that carry the greatest viruses and plagues against the green-skinned orcs... Under the blessing of the gods, they weave through the endless battlefield!

Their arrival greatly alleviated the immense pressure faced by humanity—although their numbers were not large, their expertise in decapitation strikes and their possession of the ancient Eldar empire's biological plague against the Orks, recreated by Lacas, immediately improved the situation of being suppressed by the endless Orks!

When those terrifying genetic plagues were sprinkled on those planets specifically used to "cultivate" green skin fragments, they spread almost exponentially... The green skins collapsed in swathes, like grass sprayed with pesticides.

These greenskins did have their own ways of dealing with the situation, but how could the orcs, who had not yet fully returned to their "Kork" state, possibly cope with the Eldar's flexible infiltration strategy?

The humans watched the Eldar soar through the sky, even though they were also abhorrent aliens—but in the cold galaxy, the sense of not being alone brought by true allies still boosted their morale to some extent!

For the Emperor, charge once more!

“I hate those pointy-eared ones, but I have to admit they’re the experts at dealing with the greenskins,” Lemanus murmured.

"Chagatai, we don't need to worry about problems on the front lines. These 'allies' will solve our biggest problems, and the rest is up to us."

"So? What should we do with Volkan and the Bonecrushers?" Chae asked, his brow furrowed, but Lemanus's answer remained unchanged...

"Father has his own plans."

……

At the Cardia Airport, atop the almost completely destroyed megaport, the massive and sacred Imperial Dream slowly descended, and amidst the excited and fanatical gazes of countless Astartes and Astragalus, it stepped out.

Surrounded by hordes of Imperial Guards, and accompanied by Leon Al Johnsen, the Primarch's progenitor... that sacred and imposing figure made these warriors, who had crawled out of hell, want nothing more than to scream wildly.

This time, the Emperor has reclaimed his golden, sacred double-headed eagle armor… Although he has bestowed the laurel wreath upon Guilliman, that sacred face, embodying all miracles and glory, is enough to command the utmost respect from any human.

Solemn, sacred, magnificent!

No superpowers are needed; the Emperor's very existence is the sole reason why these warriors, who have crawled out of hell, are shouting so frantically...

Even the Grand Marshal of the Black Sanctuary was now like a mortal who had lost control, almost shouting himself hoarse!

Amidst the cries, some nuns and fanatics of the state religion went so far as to self-harm and engage in acts of masturbation to keep them awake!

But all of this is perfectly natural, because he is the emperor... because he is the ruler of mankind, because he is mankind's god!

"quiet!"

A single thought, a simple word, silenced the hundreds of millions of people surrounding the Imperial Dream.

They didn't even dare to breathe loudly, because it was the emperor's order.

The emperor remained silent. He knew the power of silence all too well, and he had witnessed firsthand how many demagogues liked to exploit the power of quiet in their speeches.

Although he did not need to do so, this kind of perfection that was taken for granted in every aspect was etched deep into the genes of the Lord of Mankind.

After about ten seconds of silence, the Emperor spoke…

"Did you see it? Did you see the collapse of chaos, the retreat of those vile things?"

"Yes! Yes! The God-Emperor insulted Chaos, the Emperor is invincible!"

"Invincible under heaven, absolutely invincible!!"

Humanity instantly erupted into fervor, roaring and cheering for the Emperor!

"No!" the emperor roared, silencing all other voices and filling them with even greater fear...

He slowly raised his hands and said loudly...

"It was not I who defeated chaos, but you, all of you!"

"You displayed unparalleled courage in the face of something more terrifying than the deepest nightmare! And your resilience, bravery, loyalty, and wisdom are the most important factors in achieving victory!"

"The courage to face all difficulties head-on is what makes humanity so great! It is also the foundation upon which humanity will surely rule the galaxy and prosper forever!!"

"God Emperor! God Emperor above!!"

"God Emperor, we love you!"

"God Emperor, we are ready to die for you at any time, and we are ready to die for you now!!"

The emperor's words effectively aroused even greater worship and excitement among the people.

They felt an uncontrollable joy and pride, like addicts, waving their arms wildly, some even resorting to frantic self-harm to suppress this joy—simply because the emperor had praised them!

This spiritual blessing brings joy that surpasses all physical pursuits!

“We will reward all who are loyal and punish all who are disloyal. And now, I will reward the one who has done the greatest service in this battle—even if he is a traitor.”

The emperor changed the subject, and then a figure slowly walked out from among the separated imperial guards.

The armor of destiny on his body had been replaced by the phoenix armor at some point. Gripping the burning flaming sword tightly, the handsome purple peacock approached the emperor without saying a word and knelt on one knee.

“My son, Fugrim, has committed an unforgivable sin.”

The emperor's burning eyes were fixed on his third son, and amidst Fugen's shame and anguish, he recited the unforgivable sins she had committed...

However, as the emperor said, the disloyal should be punished, but the loyal must also be rewarded!

Compared to the belated arrival of the Emperor and the Terra Expeditionary Fleet, it was Fuggen who truly seized the decisive factor in this war!

He killed Abaddon, and he stopped Blackrock Fortress from destroying Kadia. In curbing the spread of Chaos and saving the Empire, Fugen's glory and achievements are unparalleled!

However, the mistakes he made were also unforgivable. He killed a Primarch, severely injured another Primarch, and plundered and destroyed countless worlds during the Great Rebellion.

The court often says that there is no betrayal small enough to be acceptable, so could they accept the betrayal from Fugrim?

The Emperor remained silent, merely drawing his Imperial Sword and awaiting something. After a minute of silence, the first to act was Marshal Helblechett of the Black Templars.

Without hesitation, the Emperor's Chosen Champion drew his black blade and planted it in the ground.

This is a warrior's salute, representing the Grand Marshal of the Black Sanctuary, who, representing his Black Sanctuary, has forgiven the lost and found-yet-right Primarch.

Following Helbrecht's actions, many Astartes and Astral Army forces took similar actions—Black Templars, Space Wolves, Blood Ravens, Imperial Fists, and Dark Angels.

They all performed the warrior's salute, an act of forgiveness towards Primarch Forgrim who had returned.

Aside from the Iron Hand—the Sons of Medusa cannot and are unwilling to accept the return of a Primarch who killed their father; they cannot forgive him, but everyone else will understand them.

In any case, during this darkest hour in human history, every act of loyalty is invaluable.

Leon drew the Lion King's sword and planted it in the ground expressionlessly. No words were spoken, but the chieftain seemed to have forgiven his brother's betrayal.

At this point, the emperor placed his sword against Fugen's shoulder and whispered...

"I forgive you, Fugrim."

Forgrim remained silent; any words at this moment would seem to undermine his loyalty.

He rose with tears streaming down his face, raised his flaming sword, and swore that everything he had was dedicated to the Emperor!

His loyalty and steadfastness were so unwavering, just like when he met the Emperor's son and swore before his father that he would restore the honor of the Third Legion.

This honor and resolve are unshakable.

Or rather—who, really, is capable of making such a blatant lie of loyalty and unwavering devotion before the emperor?

No one, no one, can do it.

166. The Truth About the Abhorrence of Intelligence

Upon arriving in Cardia, the Emperor made no attempt to linger. He ordered the reorganization of all expeditionary fleets and military forces, preparing to directly invade the Eye of Terror!

The expedition against the Eye of Fear was reckless, as was the last time due to the Inquisition and the State Church's foolish, pig-nose-like actions...

Forcing large numbers of Space Marine chapters to undertake the pointless "Abyss Expedition" led to the infamous "Chaos Army".

The demon worlds within the Eye of Fear are extremely dangerous...

The high degree of integration with the non-material realm makes those places the true hell of the material universe.

It is impossible to remain unscathed in the Eye of Fear solely from Geller's perspective... because the danger there comes not only from the mind but also from the material.

In some ways, it is even more dangerous than space.

Many demon worlds within the Eye of Fear are occupied and exploited by demons from the remnants of the Eldar Empire, creating a variety of bizarre and unbelievable things.

Even Guilliman would never allow an expedition against the Eye of Fear.

But the reason remains the same—as long as it's under the emperor's leadership, as long as it's an imperial order, anything unreasonable is considered reasonable.

Moreover, the expedition to the Eye of Fear is no longer a complete mystery.

Although that absurd Abyss Expedition was an extremely serious act of aiding the enemy, it did provide the Empire with a considerable amount of information about the demon world within the Eye of Terror.

Moreover, they also have the Eldar as an "ally"...

Although they are currently unable to send troops to assist humanity in its expedition...

However, the Eldar elders, led by Eldrad, have already provided the Emperor with detailed information about the many worlds within the Eye of Terror.

This intelligence is extremely accurate, not only because the Eye of Fear is the Eldar's homeland...

Furthermore, it is because they themselves frequently enter the Eye of Fear to explore and search for the treasures of the former empire.

However, after saying so much, the biggest question left for the emperor is—where exactly is the destination of the expedition?