Warhammer, about my years with the Wolfpack

"Faceless Prince Thor, we meet again." Eidolon smiled as he looked at the Night Lords' Archon, wearing a bat helmet and covered in skulls and human skin. "If I remember correctly, Lord Curze long ago forbade the Legion's officers and soldiers from using these ornaments. He also forbade the Legion from committing violence against innocent people."

"This is why I came to see you. I do not agree with the Primarch's ideas. This is completely different from our tradition. The strong should be in charge of everything, and those mortals are only worthy of being our slaves and tools, and we can use our own force and conspiracy to gain benefits. I don't like rules. What I like is chaos, because only chaos is what people like most. Because we can gain more power and resources! As well as physical and mental pleasure." At the end of his words, Thor made another very intoxicated gesture.

"Very good, you are in very good condition. You have broken the shackles imposed on us by the false emperor and are one step closer to the truth. If you are willing to be loyal to the Prince of Darkness, then everything you can get will be beyond your imagination." Eidolon bewitched.

"That's a matter for later. I just want to know what your plans are," Thor said.

"If possible, I hope more colleagues from the Night Lords Legion can join us. So I need your cooperation. I want to know Curze's plan, the defense strength and deployment of the Dark Well planet and everything related to the war." Eidolon looked at Thor.

"As long as we cooperate happily, none of this will be a problem. I am in charge of a fleet and can make way for you when necessary. We are sure to win this war, but before that, I still want to know how you plan to treat our Primarch and other colleagues." Thor said.

"Lord Fulgrim will persuade Curze to side with us. If he refuses, we may imprison him for a period until he agrees to our terms," ​​Eidolon said after a moment's thought. Eidolon didn't take the Faceless Prince at his word. He wanted to know the true motives of this man, a man so utterly evil. He was a man of violence, greed, and cruelty. He had achieved a high position within the Legion through conspiracy and personal strength. Curze's actions alone didn't seem to be enough to convince him to side with him.

"Then if Lord Fulgrim is willing to discipline our Primarch, that would naturally be the best. But I have another request, that is, the Legion needs a leader, a leader when Curze is not around. And as an ally, I think Lord Fulgrim needs to help me integrate the Legion." Thor said this with a sneer on his face.

"A true traitor, a traitor willing to sell out his Gene-Father for his own gain!" Eidolon cursed inwardly. He now truly believed the Faceless Prince would side with him, because this guy wasn't just opposing some of Curze's orders; he wanted power, power over the entire Night Lords Legion! At this moment, Eidolon felt like a noble man. At least he hadn't betrayed his Gene-Father, and at least his loyalty to his Primarch remained unwavering! Eidolon felt he had a bottom line, but the other party had none!

"If possible, I think it would be best if I could take over your command of the entire Night Lords Legion," Eidolon thought to himself. His dislike for this guy had reached a certain point. If he wasn't needed right now, Eidolon would even want to give him a hammer! And after that, Eidolon would persuade the Primarch to deal with this guy who had no bottom line at all!

"I understand. You are not very satisfied with your current position in the legion, right?" Eidolon said with a smile.

"Yes, I am very dissatisfied." said the Faceless Prince.

"As long as the plan succeeds, your wish will come true," said Eidolon.

"May our cooperation be successful," Thor said with a smile. Thus, a cooperative relationship was established between the two parties. Eidolon even thought that Thor was more proactive than himself! This made him feel incredible. With just a few words, the senior commander of the Legion sold out the Primarch!

(The Night Lords' loyalty to their Primarch is relatively high among the rebels, but some people are not so fond of Curze. The most famous one is Count Marked. After Curze and Sevatar were captured, he did not consider how to rescue his Primarch and the First Captain, but indulged in power. He believed that it was better to enjoy power than to risk saving the Primarch. Moreover, after Curze was seriously injured by the lion, Sevatar also purged a number of high-ranking members of the Legion. In this article, because Count Marked left the stage too early, he was replaced by someone else. There are indeed many bats loyal to Curze, but there will always be scum.)

However, just as Fulgrim was preparing for a head-on battle and trying to bribe the rebels of the Night Lords, a large and hidden fleet was advancing rapidly in the Webway. The Primarch of the 19th Legion, Corax, was on his way to the Well of Darkness with his legion and fleet. Just a few days ago, a high-ranking member of the Night Lords named Shen came to the Primarch and reported to him about Fulgrim and Curze, and sincerely requested Corax to provide valuable support to Curze.

Although the Raven Guard Primarch had his doubts about the intelligence, he still decided to see what was going on. This time, to ensure the covert operation, the Traveler opened up access to the Webway. However, as the fleet was speeding along, at a Webway node, a massive fleet was already awaiting the Raven Guard's arrival!

"Is this the Eldar fleet?! Damn it, I never imagined that the Eldar could gather such a large fleet!" At this moment, in front of Shen's eyes, this Eldar fleet had hundreds of various battleships, and the number of other various destroyers and frigates was countless.

"This kind of scene is truly rare, and what we've seen isn't even the full picture," Corax exclaimed in astonishment. With his superhuman perception, he spotted an unusually large figure at one end of the Webway node, hidden in a corner obscured by the Eldar fleet and the illusions within the Webway. If nothing unexpected happened, the true terror of this Eldar fleet lay not in the hundreds of capital ships before him, but in the Craftworld hidden within! Furthermore, this Craftworld seemed to emanate a chilling power, as if a sea of ​​countless souls hovered above it.

"This is an ark, a terrifying war machine, and also a shrine, a shrine belonging to the Eldar God of Death." Vader, the Emperor's attendant accompanying Corax, said solemnly.

"Are they going to help us?" Corax thought, shocked that the Eldar had managed to muster a fleet powerful enough to rival the Legion. He remained unfazed. After all, humans and the Eldar were allies. They couldn't possibly be here to stop him, they could only be here to help.

"The Eldar Chosen Nyadra wishes to speak with the Primarch." A moment later, the Eldar fleet sent a signal. After Corax agreed, the two sides met on the Emperor's Shadow.

"Respected Son of the Emperor, I come with the goodwill and assistance of the Eldar. To deal with the common enemy, we should join hands and completely destroy Fulgrim and his filthy legion." Niadra stated her purpose very directly.

"So, this time, Your Excellency and the Eldar fleet will cooperate with us?" asked Corax.

"But we must first make a plan. We have the latest intelligence about Fulgrim. We have foreseen this war and are fully prepared," said Niadra.

"Make a plan together? Tell me your suggestions." Corax frowned slightly and said, it was obvious that the other party did not seem to want to give the leading role to him.

"First of all, in order to ensure the secrecy of the operation, we must cut off all communications. We should not send out any signals during this period. Except for the information transmitted to the Supreme, other mundane communications should be prohibited." Niyadra said seriously.

"Shouldn't we notify Lord Koz?" Shen on the side couldn't help but say.

"Notify Curze? Haha, if Curze knew today, it might reach Fulgrim's ears tomorrow. If we were to ask which legion, loyal to humanity and the Emperor, contained the most traitors, it would undoubtedly be the Night Lords." Nyadra wasn't so polite to Curze and his descendants. After all, as the Chosen One, being polite to Corax was out of respect for the Emperor and the Traveler. Shen, however, didn't receive the same treatment.

"I feel this is an insult to the Legion, we..." Shen was about to retort, but after remembering what Sevatar said, he gave up.

"We will ensure Curze's safety. Although my Lord does not like him, we can provide help for the Emperor's sake," said Niadra.

"So, you have already locked down some rebels in the Night Lords Legion? If that can be confirmed, I think it would be a good idea to inform my brothers and make preparations in advance." Corax said.

"If Fulgrim gets the news, all my previous preparations and efforts will be in vain. If Fulgrim chooses to escape, then we will have to pay a heavier price if we want to inflict heavy damage on him. We are pressed for time. After finishing what we have here, we must immediately return to the front battlefield. Khorne's bloody expedition is about to begin, and Angron and Lorgar's offensive on Ultramar is also about to begin. We don't have the time and energy to waste too much time with Fulgrim." Nyadra said.

"Lorgar and Angron are launching an offensive against Ultramar? Fine, I approve of your plan. We must indeed inflict a heavy blow on Fulgrim in this war." Corax nodded. Honestly, Corax and Guilliman had a truly close relationship, so close they even shared a rant about their father. As for Curze? Sorry, their relationship was truly ordinary. Helping Guilliman was a matter of mission, moral obligation, and friendship. As for Curze? It was simply mission and basic brotherly affection. It was clear which was more important.

"The Night Lords Legion must undergo a cleansing from top to bottom before it can be reborn." Niadra glanced at the somewhat lost Shen beside him. "In the past, the Night Lords Legion has accumulated too much sin. Many of them are beyond redemption. Even your Primarch probably doesn't know who is reliable and who is unreliable in the face of the temptation of the evil god. If these hidden problems are not exposed, they will become a legacy of the Legion. No rebirth is easy. Only after the baptism of blood and fire can your Legion be reborn from the ashes."

"Okay. But you have to ensure that our Primarch will be safe in this battle." Shen said.

"I promise, I swear by my Lord, that Curze, Primarch of the Night Lords, will not suffer irreparable damage in this battle," Nyadra declared. With Slaanesh severely wounded and the other unholy gods showing little interest, even the Eldar Death God Inijed was trembling. This wasn't just Shen's request; it was also the Emperor's. Curze could suffer, could be injured, but absolutely nothing could happen to him!

"It seems that we have reached a consensus. Now let's assign specific tasks. I will support Curze and deal with Fulgrim together. Your legion will deal with the Slaanesh Legion. Our fleets will deal with the Emperor's Children Fleet together." Niadra thought for a while and said.

"Is it because of the restraint that the Daemons of Slaanesh have on the Eldar?" asked Corax.

"Yes, the Eldar have extremely strong restraint over the Slaanesh Demons. They themselves were created because of the corruption of the Eldar. So your legion will deal with the Slaanesh Demons. As for Fulgrim, I have the blessing of my Lord in my hand, which is very crucial to the subsequent plan." said Nyadra.

The relationships within the Eldar are actually quite complex, and so are the relationships between the Eldar deities and Slaanesh. For example, the Eldar God of Death should logically restrain Slaanesh. After all, he can free the souls of his followers from Slaanesh. However, Ineed was not fully born, which limited his power. Furthermore, not all Eldar worship the God of Death. The Troupe is the private domain of the Harlequin God, while a group of Aspect Warriors worship Khaine, even if Khaine is only a fragment. With the return of the Phoenix King and the remnant of Vaal, especially the former. Although the Phoenix King has expressed no desire to become a god again, this does not prevent the Eldar below from worshipping him... And Ineed can't just tell the Eldar below that they are not allowed to worship the Phoenix King, right? The overall situation is quite fragmented...

The return of the Phoenix King and the Forge God has indeed strengthened the Eldar, but it has also divided the Eldar pantheon. Furthermore, Aeneid can't deny the Phoenix King's followers their own protection. So, the current situation is that Nyadra, the chosen god of both death and the Harlequin, has a special attack against Slaanesh. He can target Fulgrim, but the Eldar fleets and armies as a whole are still vulnerable to Slaanesh. However, in terms of regular legionary combat, he's no match for the Emperor's Children.

"Then can Your Excellency help the human empire reclaim Fulgrim?" asked Corax.

"In the future, part of Fulgrim will come back, but not now. Our mission this time is to severely damage his legion and leave him with wounds that are difficult to heal. Your mission is to fight against Tongfu Xia Lasi. Mozai, a very powerful demon. Even the champions of other evil gods are weak when facing him. So, you must be careful." Niyadra reminded.

"Thank you for your kind reminder. I will deal with those Daemons of Slaanesh," Corax nodded. Honestly, this time, their side definitely had the advantage in fleet battles. They also had the advantage in manpower. The only problem was a lack of high-end combat power—meaning Titans and Archdaemons. Slaanesh was very concerned about Fulgrim and the Third Legion. To prevent losses, he specifically had Fulgrim avoid the previous battle to avoid being affected. This time, however, the legion Fulgrim commanded was only a fraction of the total rebel force. Slaanesh had over a dozen Archdaemons and Daemon Princes, along with a large number of Daemon troops and a large number of Daemon Engines—leaving the Empire with no real advantage.

Although Slaanesh's clone was destroyed by the Traveler, and his main body was severely damaged, the exposure of the evil god's power was still a huge threat to the mortal legions. Note that this mortal includes the Space Marine Legion and the Custodes, but does not include the Emperor's servants.

"We need to make Fulgrim completely believe that he has won this time. We need to take action after Fulgrim has put all his strength into it. Part of the troops will enter the Darkwell Industrial World. We can enter the planet through the webway, while the other part will go through the warp. After entering, we will activate the special equipment on the Ark Mothership to cut off most of the warp navigation channels." said Nyadra.

"So, we can capture Fulgrim?" Corax asked.

"It depends on how much power Slaanesh is willing to invest. But we can still stop most of them. The avatars of the Gods of Order will not be killed, as we have already consumed a lot in the previous battles, but we still have some blessings."

"Very well, we have to rely on ourselves in the end," said Corax.

The two sides then discussed other details. Once everything was finalized, the massive Order fleet began its journey towards its destination. Meanwhile, within the Night Lords, Grand Steward Sevatar was busy developing tactics, identifying traitors within the Legion, and securing supplies. As for Curze? He also had a heavy responsibility: signing off on all of Sevatar's plans.

"This is truly not what a captain of a legion should do." Looking at the data slabs stacked before him, Sevatar felt his nerves were flaring. Just as he was about to vent his frustration and take it out on some dishonest Black Armored Guards, the Legion's think tank, Fel Zharost, arrived.

"Sir, those guys are coming." said Chief of the Think Tank Fer.

"Okay, let's go and take a look." Sevatar had an idea and put aside all other things.

Chapter 397: War doesn’t hinder business!

"Why are there Legion ships in this fleet? Look at the warships in the left formation. They're clearly Death Guard ships." When Sevatar arrived at the meeting point with his fleet, he immediately noticed something amiss with the Mechanicus expeditionary fleet, the Acheron VIII Pilgrim Fleet. Simply put, the fleet was larger than previously reported, about 30% larger! Many of the ships were Legion ships.

As for why this fleet arrived here, the story began months ago. Sevatar, a man of foresight, realized that the Night Lords would eventually be drawn into this war, so he had been actively preparing. However, Curze's farming skills were truly poor. While his Dark Kingdom could provide the majority of supplies, crucial materials were scarce. So, during the preparations, Sevatar resorted to every possible means, including, but not limited to, trading, crying poverty to other legions, and, when necessary, engaging in cost-free transactions. Well, to put it mildly, he was requisitioned by the legion... Sevatar believed this was for the sake of humanity and the Emperor, who would likely forgive him in the future. As for compensation, that would be discussed after the war.

However, after countless attempts at contact, Sevatar received a strange reply. It was signed "Acheron VIII Pilgrim Fleet," and the Mechanicus's leader was a renowned figure, reportedly named Castin, who had served the Traveler during his mortal years. Sevatar was skeptical of such a response. After all, Castin was incredibly famous, possessing both technical prowess and exceptional skill. Even the Primarch's respect might not be very effective, having reportedly rejected invitations from both Lorgar and Fulgrim.

Of course, such arrogance wasn't without its share of ambitions. It's said his fleet was once attacked by a fleet of Space Marines, stripped of all markings. That fleet and its crew then became Castin's personal collection... Despite his formidable power, the Archmagos maintained a sense of propriety, believing it was a fair trade. It was a win-win situation, and he'd never done anything shady. And after the outbreak of the Heresy, with the entire Imperium engulfed in flames and the planetary governors trembling in fear, the Archmagos from Acheron VIII actually managed to escape with his fleet, claiming he was embarking on a pilgrimage of travel, trade, and combat. Such spirit and strength, Sevatar truly admired!

When Sevatar received the reply, he thought the other party was just being polite, but he didn't expect that this party was serious! When the huge exploration fleet appeared, Sevatar thought about how to trick this fleet into joining the war.

"I should have brought more fleets." Sevatar said with a complicated expression. Although Castin was sometimes a little reckless, it did not mean that he was stupid. He knew what kind of people the Midnight Lords were, especially in this chaotic era. Therefore, the meeting place of the two parties was not in the galaxy where the main fleet of the Midnight Lords was located, but in a more remote place. Moreover, the meeting place had to be on Castin's flagship.

"You're not really planning on grabbing it, are you?" Fer Zharost said.

"No, I just hope to persuade them to sell it cheaper. After all, we don't have that much hard currency," Sevatar said. He didn't dare to rob. This wasn't a question of whether he could win or not. He was certain that the person he had encountered last time was the Traveler. Faced with such a ruthless person, Sevatar was very willing to do what he wanted.

"Let's go and take a look." At this time, Sevatar really just wanted to do business.

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"On behalf of the great Primarch and the Legion, I would like to express my sincere gratitude to you and the Forge World of Huangquan No. 8 for crossing the distant and chaotic void to the human border to support our actions against the rebels." The Captain of the First Company of the Night Lords greeted the other party with rare courtesy.

"I follow the will of my Lord, walking between the void and reality, practicing travel, trade, and exploration. I uphold human civilization and fight corruption and depravity." Sage Castin in front of him responded, moving his huge body like a mechanical lobster.

"As for the slightly chaotic subspace, it's a small problem. The great traveler once said that the bigger the wind and waves, the more expensive the fish!" The words of the great sage Castin made Sevata's heart tighten.

"The price is going up!" Sevatar realized the other party's hidden meaning. "This is different from what we discussed! We quoted a price before! And you agreed."

"Watch your words, unbeliever." Castin's prosthetic metal eye flashed a dangerous red. "As believers of the Great Traveler, as practitioners of fairness, knowledge, and justice, we will not breach the contract. The price and goods agreed upon will be delivered as agreed."

"However, if we want to establish new trade, we must establish new prices," Castin said. The Traveler's management of its followers is still very strict. To say it's similar to Guilliman's management of a planet is just bragging, but at least they adhere to the agreement and don't steal or rob humans. Of course, if the other party breaks the rules and starts a bad fight, then the Traveler's sect will have the final say on how things will play out.

"I..." Sevatar was about to say we don't have enough funds, but then Castin delivered a price list to Sevatar's databoard. Sevatar's eyes widened. There were so many "unsaleable" items on it that would normally be impossible to obtain. Even the Titan Corps was listed! This guy Castin could sell Titans! And yet, on this list, the Titans seemed to be just "ordinary" military purchases. And at the bottom of the page, Sevatar saw a special mark.

The Holy Grail of the Great Traveler possesses unimaginable power. After a complex ritual, it can open a portal to a specific destination for your legion (note: only accessible via a Reaver-class Titan). The cooldown period is 5 hours. Note: This item is only available for rent, not for sale. The rental fee is a monopoly on the mining rights of a mineral planet. There's also a picture attached, and it actually shows a cup! The kind you'd normally drink water from!

When Sevatar saw this entry, he was completely horrified. He couldn't understand how a cup like this, rented and not sold, could be worth the monopoly on a mining planet. Had the Traveler Cult gone mad with poverty? However, the functionality was certainly tempting.

After the Traveler became a god, he left behind many items. Most of these items were collected by the Space Wolves Legion, and some of them fell into the hands of other legions and some partners. Because Castin had a close relationship with the Space Wolves Legion, one of the items also fell into his hands.

Before the Traveler gained fame, this cup was truly just a souvenir. But after the Traveler began to wield the power of human travel, it truly became a "divine artifact." Opening doors was only one of the cup's functions. Most importantly, its presence within the fleet ensured greater efficiency for the fleet's navigators and astropaths, and protected them from the taint of the Warp. Naturally, the Huangquan 8 Forge World would not let go of such a precious artifact. At a meeting of high-level officials in the Foundry Hall, someone persuaded Castin to contribute this precious artifact.

Given Castin's temper, how could he tolerate this? After a fruitful exchange, with the support of Lord Tasin, another great sage on Huangquan 8, the cup was retained by Castin's lineage. Originally, Castin would never allow such a valuable item to leave his flagship. However, a "divine oracle" a few days ago changed Castin's mind.

"What if this thing is lost or damaged?" Sevatar said thoughtfully. He was respectful to the traveler. After all, having tasted his iron fist, he absolutely did not want to experience it again. He also believed in the Holy Grail's power. But he couldn't understand why the other party simply lent it to him.

"An artifact is a divine artifact because it possesses unimaginable power. After completing its mission, it will return to its own shrine. Even if you deliberately discard or hide it, it will be of no use." Great Sage Kastin's face was filled with pride and enthusiasm. "As for damage? Such a thing is almost impossible. The Great Traveler is merciful, but if you use this cup for anything unbecoming of an artifact, then expect to bear our wrath."

As the god of travel, being able to return after a journey is a basic requirement. If the Spear of Dionysus returning to Rus in the background is a miracle, then for the traveler it is just an ordinary thing. What's more, this cup has been in the traveler's hands for decades, it has become a spirit!

"Okay, then I'll rent this sacred cup." Sevatar felt that he might need it for something. He didn't know whether this was his psychic perception or a hint from some being.

"Then sign the agreement." Castin said.

"So, if we were to invite your fleet to join our battle, what would you offer?" Sevatar asked, looking out the window at the rather large fleet. Then, Castin pulled up a star map and tapped a few points, meaning these planets were his!

"This price is too high! It's more than 30% more expensive than normal," Sevatar said. (During the Great Crusade, some independent armed forces, such as the Mechanicus fleet or the Titan Legion, could claim certain worlds they conquered.)

"It's normal for fish to be more expensive when the wind and waves are strong. I can guarantee that for a long time to come, your legion will never find an armed force as cost-effective as ours. As for raising prices? The great traveler encourages us to make appropriate profits at the right time!" said Castin.

"Then do you accept credit? We can exchange it for other resources after the war." Sevatar said.

"The Ultramarine Legion is okay, but the Night Lords Legion is not." Castin had contempt written all over his face.

"You are insulting my Legion. We are no longer the same as we were before," Sevatar protested.

"But there is a lack of trust between us." Castin said lightly.

"Okay, that's it. We can pay for the mining rights of a mining planet and an entire galaxy. That's it." Sevatar made the final decision.

"I hope we can cooperate happily. My fleet will join the battle when the time is right." Castin said.

"I hope so." Sevatar didn't waste any words.

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"Sevatar, are you selling our father's planet to the Mechanicus?" After returning to the flagship, Fel Zharost was very dissatisfied with Sevatar's behavior. He believed that the First Captain had exceeded his authority!

"So what do you say? We need military force! We have no choice. Many have already betrayed the Primarch. They either refuse to obey the deployment or hide, preparing to cooperate with our enemies from within. Hire them, and we still have a future. If we refuse, we and the entire Legion may be doomed."

"As for the fact that I sold a galaxy without the Primarch's knowledge, this issue is actually not important. I even doubt whether our Primarch still remembers the existence of such a galaxy in his dark kingdom. He himself is too careless about many things." Sevatar said angrily and helplessly.

"Okay, let's just leave it at that, but I will report it to the Primarch. So what should we do next?" asked Fair.

"If this so-called artifact is really as magical as some people say, some of our things will be easy to handle. The bloody skeleton Kasahai has refused our orders, so I think we should take decisive measures to capture him! Bring back his fleet!" There was a reason why Sevatar agreed to rent this holy grail. He was now too busy to handle it, and some of the Midnight Lords' legions had lost control and he could not handle them personally, but with this thing, it would be different.

"Do you really believe that this cup has this function?" asked Fair.

"Of course, I have seen the Traveler, or one of His clones." A hint of unnaturalness appeared on Sevatar's face.

"An incarnation of a god? Is this true? And then what?" Fair was shocked. He really couldn't imagine how a captain of the Midnight Lords Legion could have a relationship with such a high-ranking being.

"And then? I bow down before Him." Sevatar said with a helpless smile. This was indeed true. He had a resistance to the gods, but now, it seemed that having a big boss behind him was not bad.

"Okay, let's start the action quickly. Time is running out. The first target is the bloody skeleton Kasahai, and the second is the Prince of Thorns Carl. If the Faceless Prince also refuses our orders, then we will deal with him as well!" Sevatar said with a grim expression.

In a higher dimension, the traveler watched Sevatar's every move with satisfaction. The Emperor asked him to take care of it. Although the incarnation would not be there in person, he still had to provide some help.

Chapter 398: The War Begins and Sevatar's Test (8K)

"A riot broke out in Hive No. 6! A demon appeared!" Sevatar, who was resting with his eyes closed, opened his eyes after hearing the report from his subordinates, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Foolish fellows." Sevatar had already made preparations in Hive 6. It wasn't that his prophetic powers had predicted this; his psychic abilities were still far inferior to those of the top Slaanesh daemons. But even the evil god had his own stubbornness, like when it came to numbers. So Sevatar, against all odds, set up Hive 6 and prepared for the attack.

"We will fire the first shot in the battle, Sahar, don't let me down," said Sevita.

"Alright, our forces have been deployed. I will deplete the enemy's manpower and equipment here. Nest 6 will become a meat grinder for the traitors." A stern look crossed Thor Sahar's face. A moment later, the Emperor's Children emerged from the portal and collided with the well-rested Night Lords. Meanwhile, the Traveler, recuperating in his own divine domain, also watched a "real-life battle broadcast."

"Sevatar's preparations are good, but given the strength of the Night Lords' legions, I'm afraid they still can't hold." The traveler surveyed the troop deployments of both sides. Judging purely by legion numbers, the forces on both sides were actually comparable. However, in terms of equipment and troop quality, even though the Emperor's Children had fallen, they were still far superior to the Night Lords. After all, they were once a star legion, and their treatment was excellent. The new toys they had obtained from the Slaanesh Realm had also greatly increased the strength of this rebel army.

"Call Sevatar," the Traveler prepared to intervene. If Macragge weren't so important and Khorne so powerful, the Traveler wouldn't mind personally taking down Fulgrim.

The Emperor's current state is somewhat unique. According to the background, without the power of Ascension and the power of the Dark Lord, the Emperor would be no match for Horus, who was blessed by the Four Gods. However, the Emperor's current path is such that he absorbs the faith of humanity to maintain his own humanity, while using humanity to control the power of the Dark Lord. Thus, in addition to his original power, the Emperor also possesses the power of faith and a portion of the power of destruction, making him naturally much stronger than the Emperor of the previous time and space.

However, the enemy they faced was the mightiest of the evil gods, Khorne. The Emperor would then face Horus, empowered by the evil god. Therefore, for the sake of safety, the traveler had to use his power with caution. With the incarnation of the evil god unable to retreat and their own forces overwhelmingly superior, indirect support would suffice. However, at this point, the battle between the two sides had already broken out in the hive.

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"Open fire!" When the Emperor's Children troops entered the ambush circle, Sahar gave the order to attack. Accompanied by the roar of guns and cannons, the tanks and dreadnoughts of the Night Lords Legion opened fire immediately. The high-powered artillery of the Brutal Blade tanks, the Siskalan tanks and groups of dreadnoughts swept the ranks of the Emperor's Children Legion with dense firepower. The rebels were caught off guard and were blown to pieces in the first moment.

"Fast troops will circumvent the flanks and then cut and tear apart the enemy. We must end the battle as quickly as possible," Sahar continued. In his opinion, the battle was almost one-sided, and if nothing unexpected happened, the battle here could be resolved quickly. However, at this moment, the Emperor's Children's counterattack began.