Warhammer: In the Name of Ashes

Massive military supplies and supplies are transported by countless mortals and mechanical priests.

Thanks to the efforts of these slaves who were also plundered from the empire by the legions, the weapons and bullets destined to unleash destruction and destruction on the human empire are being loaded on countless ships and being carried out endlessly from star ports to various battleships. In a back and forth cycle.

With the arrival of these supplies, part of the Word Bearers Legion, once one of the twenty sharpest swords of the Emperor, was once again controlled by the ruler of the Legion, the Dark Council. Led by the apostles, they temporarily changed from a chaotic war gang to a large fighting group in the legion era.

Under the strange lighting environment in the subspace, the Astartes of the Word Bearers Legion, wearing dark red power armor like dried blood, appeared in an organized manner at the starport where battleships gathered and at the end of the sky.

The seventh battle group...

The twelfth battle group...

The Fourteenth Battle Group...

When nearly ten thousand fallen Astartes warriors appeared on the fleet above Sicarius Starport, the entire galaxy was shaken.

Demonic legions ten times their number were screaming, and mortal legions a hundred times their number were praying.

The giant beast called the Word Bearers also arrived in the demon world Sicarius and finally began to wake up after thousands of years of indifference.

"Buzz...buzz...Unit No. 00012 is applying for General Matters No. 39, waiting for approval...

Waiting for approval…

No response……

No response……

Default options activated, confirm that negative options apply..."

The communicator on the mechanical claw attached to the servo skull is vibrating, but its owner obviously has his own ideas, so he can ignore the notifications in his ears and allow the machine to perform repeated and ineffective work.

Yes, the original body was still kneeling on the spot, not even opening his eyes.

Lorgar, who left the Temple of Purgatory, continued his meditation in the mansion on the flagship after completing his meeting with Abaddon, rejecting all outsiders.

A hundred meters away from his body in a meditative posture, at the end of the field of vision is a gorgeous palace dominated by crimson. The twelve-meter-high explosion-proof door is decorated with fine gold and copper, maintaining the bloody style consistent with the palace. And gorgeous.

Just across this door, the figure that Lorgar never wanted to see stood quietly in front of the gorgeous door, waiting for the summons of his Gene Master and the Father of the Legion.

"Erebus..."

The name of the First Priest flashed in Lorgar's mind, and just like the attitude shown by the former's tireless visit, the latter was immersed in the entanglement of past memories and did not want to see this "great help" to him. The assistant's thoughts are equally firm...

The application for visitation was still being clamored for, and Lorgar already knew the latter's intention.

The transcendence of the Primarch is obvious, and it is reflected in every detail of the life form:

Strength, agility, and inhuman growth speed, intelligence, perception, and inhuman curiosity and thirst for knowledge hidden under reason.

All kinds of qualities that seemed to be just stronger than ordinary humans were combined to form this monster called the Primarch.

The collection of information and the development of the five senses are only the most superficial display of its complex mechanisms and abilities.

From the time he was born on Corchis, Lorgar had inhuman hearing and the ability to organize and remember information.

This ability is one of the basic qualities that every Primarch has, and it is also his core ability as an outsider to understand and master the complex religious and historical knowledge of the Kochis world in a short period of time.

It is also this ability that allows Luojia to do this without the need to review any physical documents or report from anyone, and only rely on the data transmitted by the legion's flagship Lady Zhu to the servo on him. Like a cold observer, with a detached and clear perspective, he silently watched every detail of the entire legion's every move.

The data socket on the spine and the servo on the power armor are still exchanging data at high speed;

While Luojia obtained the current personnel status and material supply progress of the legion from the data displayed on the pupil membrane, he spoke to the servo skull flying behind him after complicated deliberation in his mind:

"Let him in..."

Two voices from reality and illusion came out from the physical body of the demon at the same time, and the voice with blasphemous power echoed in the space.

In this bloody palace full of demonic writing and anti-imperial sculptures, only the semi-demonized servo skull floated in the void, hoarsely responding to his orders with a ferocious and twisted face.

In the corridor outside the main hall, the first priest Erebas stood silently on the carpet in front of the door. Nearly an hour had passed since his last apparent movement.

At the sentries on either side of the gate, the Primarch's honor guard was on duty;

But as the strongest man in the Legion besides the Primarch himself, Erebus had little respect for these champions.

His eyes at this moment unconsciously passed over these champions whom he had personally trained. This meeting was obviously special enough, and there were reasons that even he had to pay attention to.

In the name of the Holy Demon Primarch Lorgar Aurelion, the Dark Council, as the agent in charge of maintaining the operation of the legion during Lorgar's retreat, has followed the instructions left by the primarch and formulated a formal battle plan for this expedition.

A dozen apostles of the Dark Council from different warbands, and their nearly 10,000 Astartes warriors were integrated into three large combat groups.

And according to the Legion's usual combat methods, its attached demon legions and mortal auxiliary troops have also been deployed in place.

The army has been planned, and for procedural considerations, Erebus has to go to the highest level of the Blessed Lady to wait for the Primarch's order.

But whether the Primarch sees him or not is another matter.

Because Lorgar is no longer the same Lorgar.

After the battle with his brother Guilliman on Calth, Lorgar, who has been promoted to a demon, embraced his own essence, and his mind no longer had obvious defects.

Although his will did not grow to perfection in the first place, it cannot be ignored that after being promoted to a demon, Lorgar finally has his own complete personality.

This change was not obvious, but Erebus could tell from Lorgar's eyes that became deeper and deeper as time passed:

Lorgar was still Lorgar, but he was no longer the Lorgar who could be driven by Kor Phaeron, that rubbish, with words.

He was no longer the simple boy who had just arrived in Kochis and would absorb all the knowledge given by the outside world with curiosity;

He was also no longer the young man who was passionate about the Empire during the Legion period and would be played around by Erebus with lies.

Now Lorgar was a true ruler of the Legion. Although his power was not strong under the Undivided Chaos, if he pursued his status, he would be even higher than the Demon Prince.

How to get along with this existence that was the embodiment of the power of destruction was a problem that Erebus needed to rethink.

This should not be a problem he was worried about, because Erebus and Kor Phaeron still had one last card to play, that was the Word Bearers, a huge legion with Lorgar's blood flowing in their veins.

But the Primarch obviously knew what they relied on and had already dealt with it.

After the siege of Terra ended, Lorgar, who returned to the Eye of Terror, announced that he would enter a long meditation and leave the actual jurisdiction of the Legion.

This behavior seemed to give up control of the Legion, but in the eyes of Erebus, it actually meant that the Primarch had completely severed all ties with the Legion, and by the way, he also separated himself from the big network woven by Kor Phaeron and Erebus.

What does this mean?

This means that with the integrity of the personality of the holy demon primarch, in the eyes of the new demon prince, Erebus and Kor Phaeron's distortion of the Primarch's cognition and judgment through lies and human nature in the past history has become increasingly obvious and irreparable.

The Primarch no longer trusts them, and even the Legion itself no longer cares.

Although the new demon primarch did nothing, his behavior itself was hostile enough to Erebus and Kor Phaeron.

Erebus certainly thought about making amends, but the countless rejected requests for audiences in the past thousand years have made the first priest deeply understand the Primarch's anger towards them.

This time was no exception, but the dispatch of the Legion ultimately required the approval of the Primarch. Even if it was a procedural wait, it must be respected enough, not even a second less.

Just when he thought it was another fruitless wait and was about to leave, the heavy door retreated to the mezzanine on both sides in front of Erebus.

Under the huge porthole at the end of the front vision, facing the sun, the demon Primarch who had not appeared for a thousand years was quietly there, waiting for Erebus to meet him.

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