Warhammer 40k: Shattered Steel Soul

"After that day, the emperor announced his existence in front of Chogoris. Chogoris respected the sky, and the Sky Khan Chagatai took the initiative to swear allegiance. The emperor easily gained Chogoris's trust.

"Then, Jaghatai Khan stayed in Chogoris for more than a month. The superficial reason was that the emperor asked the Khan to set various operating rules for Chogoris in the future, formulate clear laws, and let these people The planet can recuperate after the war.

"Of course, you can guess the real reason - the emperor's fleet was not near Chogoris at the time, so he could only get a phantom to climb onto the world ridge of Chogoris and do some quasi-ceremonial pretense. Even the visions of heaven and earth were made by me with my help.

"Allowing more than a month is simply the time it takes for the Emperor's fleet to arrive at Chogoris to pick up the people.

"I will return to Terra on the Emperor's flagship with Jaghatai Khan. I don't know whether you will enter the solar system first or we will arrive at the throne room first. No matter what, we will reach the same destination in the end.

"On the way, I asked Jaghatai what name he decided to change to the Fifth Legion. Among the legions that originally had their own names, the Star Hunters are actually a relatively good group, but Khan's personal style has always been strong .

"A few days later, when he was playing regicide with me, he suggested the name 'White Scars'. When I heard this name for the first time, and then saw the colors of their legion, others would place emphasis on the word 'white'. But when others see the achievements of this legion, they will understand why the fifth legion can become an eternal scar in the heart of the enemy.

"In addition, the Emperor seemed to be performing normally, but he definitely suffered some kind of setback, perhaps due to derailments, errors in his plans, or other unexpected factors. Malcador also avoided talking about this, and hinted After Horus returns from his mission, they will discuss how to inform the right people about this matter based on the actual situation.

"Anyway, after I confirmed that there was not a sudden planet explosion in Terra, that there was no sudden helium flash in the sun, and that the palace did not suddenly collapse due to substandard construction quality, I stopped asking any more questions.

"The Emperor trusts you, Perturabo, and if he decides to enact a mission in private, you and Horus Luperkar will be his first choices. I am sure you will know the problem in time.

"Writing here for now, this long letter is probably the longest letter I have written in recent years - I know I said the same thing when I wrote to you last time. Believe me, this letter is really the longest letter I have written in recent years. long.

“Other than that, I have nothing else to say.

"Attachment: Some Chogoris landscape paintings I painted in my spare time. I haven't painted in this style for a long time, and I am really unfamiliar.

"Additional attachment: Are you rummaging through the Great Library of Terra for ancient Terran cultural materials that are similar to Chogoris culture, and trying to learn their architectural style? I know I mentioned this last time. It’s good to learn more knowledge, but Chagatai Khan even rejected the Mechanicum’s application to renovate the paddy fields, so I’m afraid there’s really no need for you to appear this time, the great Archangel of Architecture Perturabo.”

Perturabo sighed deeply, turned off the Thinker Array, disconnected the newly cleaned data line, and stopped browsing the Ancient Terra East Asian cultural collection in the database.

His eyes moved outside the porthole, and across the steel structure of the Cheorwon, he could see the shadow of Terra: a huge gray sphere, surrounded by countless busy ships. It was like this every time, except that the outline of the huge Terran Palace seemed to be expanding again, there was no other difference. At least that's what it looks like from orbital distance.

The metal strips at those ports seemed to have become an inseparable part of the source of human civilization forever, barely maintaining the shape of the Throne World, binding and fixing it within the Tianchuan Galaxy, preventing it from being separated from the earthly ship.

Perturabo watched all this calmly. Olympia and Terra have embarked on two development paths. Although he projects his emotions on his home planet, sometimes he actually regards Olympia's benign development as a preview of Terra.

He would change Terra on the day when the Empire did not need to pour all its fuel into the maw of war, and he believed that no one who truly cared about the fate of humanity could accept the old land as it was now.

On the other side of Terra, a fleet is entering orbit. Judging from its size, it should be the fleet of a Primarch Legion.

However, before Perturabo could really see it clearly with the ship's augur, huge energy fluctuations suddenly occurred in the universe. The light slid in multiple directions on the spectrum, from red to indigo, under the blessing of environmental changes. , and then continues to change within the range of the original body's vision-at this time, it has exceeded the definition of color made by human vision.

Then, it goes deep into the category of invisible light. Between the visible and invisible slits, the Milky Way seems to fall into darkness, like the universe inside an eggshell, dim and unclear.

The next moment, a ray of golden light pointed directly at the soul pierced the black dome, leaked out along the cracks in the real universe, and instantly transformed into a golden light.

The Emperor's fleet returned at this moment.

Perturabo was about to look away, focusing more on something worthy of attention. His eyes glanced at the thick letter on the table, and suddenly he remembered that Morse mentioned that he and Chagatai Khan returned home on the emperor's flagship.

In Morse's letters, he was impressed by Chagatai Khan's unique behavior.

The Lord of Iron did not believe that he could gain friendship with Jaghatai Khan without any effort, or even after effort. He will make some attempts, but has no intention of forcing it. No one can make everyone in the world admire and love him, not even the Emperor.

He remembered that the orbital dock of the Lunar Shipyard should be building the Glory Queen-class battleship. If Jaghatai had some objections to his own battleship... Perturabo had already built two ships for himself and Konrad Curze. Next time The third ship is even more familiar - anyway, the materials can be directly transferred from Terra, there is no need to save.

After the Emperor's fleet entered the harbor, Pertura ordered the Iron Warriors to enter the Terra spaceport from the other side. Several Warsmiths accompanied him down to the palace to meet the Emperor.

It is worth mentioning that after reaching the level of Warsmith, a warrior gains access to the secrets of the Webway.

It was impossible for Perturabo to hide this major event from the top officers who conveyed his war orders and discussed the legion's priorities with him, and being promoted to this level also proved their loyalty and ability.

"Jagatai has a good impression of you." A familiar voice suddenly sounded. Perturabo subconsciously glanced at the cabinet used to store clothes in the office, and then realized that he had reserved a separate room for the craftsman on the Cheetwon.

He turned around calmly and nodded slightly: "Why, Morse?"

Morse shrugged and took out a box of small yellow fruits from the air. The moment he saw it, Perturabo's pupils shrank slightly.

"Maybe it's because... people who can hold equestrian competitions don't have bad taste?" The craftsman said with a smile, "Long time no see, would you like some Chogolis fruit?"

Perturabo stared at the fruits cautiously and thought of a plan: "Leave it to Rogal Dorn, he should want to eat it more."

Morse's smile widened, he shook his head with pretense of regret and said, "Oh, you missed the delicious food, Perturabo."