Warhammer: In the Name of Nirvana

At the third Terran standard after the [Steadfast Light] landed safely, the Iron Warriors finally killed the last intruder on the outskirts of Kalena.

Reports of enemy kills from various battalions and companies continued to flow into Perturabo's thinking cables. The numbers symbolizing blood and death increased rapidly in the Primarch's brain, and finally reached six digits.

It was very rare that the Lord of Steel fell into some kind of anxiety and uneasiness. He turned his head and looked at his blood brother.

"I think I'm going to use your magic this time, Magnus."

"Except for psychic powers, I can't think of any way to control hundreds of thousands of mortals at the same time and make them so blind, bloodthirsty and crazy."

Magnus nodded, having the same thought.

"There may be a psychic entity lurking in this world that we do not yet know. It is powerful, secretive, and full of unabashed hostility... Perturabo, my most reliable brother, I have no intention of hiding it from you: able to control Even my best descendants cannot do this for a mortal on such a scale. Ahriman and Amon may be able to influence the minds of thousands of mortals, and even take the lives of tens of thousands of people, but they also cannot make these people unconditionally Many died for them, even hundreds of them reluctantly."

Perturabo listened calmly, and then he spoke slowly, with unquestionable authority.

"I remember our brother Robert's Thirteenth Legion had to go through the same thing: they had to fight the Osiris psionic race, those horrific aliens that could control entire galaxies and billions of mortals, making them even face to face. There will also be a continuous attack on the formations of the Legiones Astartes, until the last man is left, this madness even once defeated the Thirteenth Legion."

"And my Fourth Legion. Long before I returned, they had recaptured Venus in the solar system under the command of our father and annihilated the Stone Ghost Legion entrenched there. I have read the records of the legion. What they destroyed Among our opponents were psykers called the War Witches, who controlled an entire planet, and it took our father himself to eliminate them all."

"If your reasoning is true, Magnus, then even if the monster is not as powerful as the Osiris Psychic Seed or the War Witch, sending our descendants to search it is simply to die."

The voice of the Lord of Steel caused the two original bodies to fall silent in unison. Although they are both the strongest men who can shape and destroy the country on their own, living demigods walking in the mortal world, but in the face of such a level When facing their opponents, the clouds of worry and hesitation still began to cloud their minds.

The Iron Warriors had already lost no fewer than fifty warriors in the previous battle, and more than one team of the Thousand Sons Legion had lost contact. Neither of the two Primarchs wanted to lose troops again for this disaster relief operation.

The emperor's sons stared at the busy repair site in the distance, each planning countless plans, but always gave up due to various shortcomings. In the end, the most reliable one won their favor.

"Are we staying here?"

"Yes, almost everyone alive in the entire Dawn Star is now within a radius of 500 kilometers of Kalena City. As long as we hold on to this range, it will either take the initiative to crash into our defense line, or delay it until it is separated from the world. Turned into ashes together - now there is no second red dragon that can be used by it."

Perturabo's words were filled with a certain kind of anger, which was the raging anger brought to him by the worthless sacrifice of his children. The current Lord of Iron is still a romantic who occasionally feels sad for his children.

Magnus nodded, but he soon began to think again. The Primarch of the Fifteenth Legion looked at the buildings that were set alight due to the invasion, as if he thought of something.

"Perturabo, my brother."

"Do you still remember those [Sons of Sitan]?"

"Are you worried that they still have the last remnant of their gang ambushing in Kalena City, preparing to resurrect?"

"No, what I mean is, do you think this cult is strange? They are always able to escape our most rigorous investigation and keep emerging. No matter the ingredients, no matter rich or poor, or even no matter the age, it is possible for any mortal It’s its believers, as well as the Red Dragon Legion, and their rebellion is definitely inseparable from this sect.”

"...What do you want to say?"

Despite his suspicions, Perturabo decided to listen to his brother's thoughts first.

"I want to say, Perturabo, it is almost impossible for even the most rigorous organization to achieve this kind of action, let alone a crazy cult...unless..."

Perturabo took up his brother's words.

"Unless they're actually worshiping...some, god?"

"Son of Sitan...Sitan..."

"Referring to the mortal world view, if there really is a terrifying psychic entity in this world, it will be regarded as a god. The truth of the empire is not worth mentioning in the face of the power of these barbaric creatures."

Magnus's extreme remarks made his brother frown. The Lord of Steel wanted to refute something, but his eyes were immediately attracted by something else: Ahriman and Phrix were arriving together. He was walking in a hurry and seemed to have important information.

"A Mechanicus priest we rescued in the inner city has just woken up, my lord!"

Ahriman's voice was filled with irrepressible excitement.

"The data in his brain records an important piece of information: in the past few months of observations and calculations, he has successfully deduced the origin of such a large-scale geological movement in Dawn Star. These are the coordinates..."

Perturabo almost snatched it away. He only glanced at it and confirmed the location: Orchis Mountains!

The Lord of Steel glanced around calmly, Morgan was standing aside, and next to her stood Magnus's think tank, Forsis.

The Primarch of the Thousand Sons insisted on keeping this mortal who had made great achievements with him because her abilities were so impressive. In Magnus's deep consciousness, he trusted this mortal in some aspects and even Outperformed many of his descendants.

Orchis Mountains...

Perturabo remembered this place, of course he remembered that less than six hours ago, in the fortress of Salimavis, when he was embarrassing the outstanding silver-haired female officer, he used this very place.

Thinking of this, Perturabo frowned.

Because as the question he asked Morgan originally said, this moment is the storm season in the Orchis Mountains. The strong winds there can even spread to most of the world, blowing all the way to Kalena City, affecting It covers thousands of kilometers of weather and electromagnetic fields.

The Lord of Steel hesitated for a second, just a second, his eyes were stubborn and had never changed.

Then, he looked at his brother Magnus.

"I'm going there with my men to try to solve this problem. You stay in Kalena City."

Magnus did not answer him immediately. The Primarch stared at the [Steadfast Light] in the distance. After a while, he seemed to have figured out something.

"You can go there, Perturabo, but I can't stay here. I also have to go to Zalukin, to where my Atava team disappeared."

Ahriman suddenly felt it became difficult to breathe, because the atmosphere here was visibly deteriorating.

Of course, this kind of stupidity ignited Perturabo's anger in an instant.

"Now is not the time to worry about a few people, we have to be responsible for the millions of people in Kalena City!"

"I know! I'm in charge now!"

"You're being selfish, Magnus! You're abandoning the defenses here for a small team, that's reality!"

The angry roars of the two original bodies collided in the ruins. Both the tall Magnus and the shorter Perturabo were giants that people looked up to. When they clashed with excitement and anger, even if it was just The verbal exchanges were enough to make Ahriman and others tremble in place.

Although trembling due to the turmoil of the demigods, the company commander of the Thousand Sons still moved to the side, covering Morgan who was also standing here watching behind him.

But that couldn't stop the coughing sound coming from behind him.

[Ahem... Because what is there in Zalukin, Your Excellency? 】

The sound was not loud and sounded weak, but it attracted the eyes of the two Primarchs to turn around, like two searchlights with full power.

Ahriman's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he didn't know what to do for a moment, but fortunately, this question had allowed Magnus to regain his wisdom.

"Yes, Perturabo, my brother, I figured it out just now."

"Since there really is a [Sitan], then it will definitely be waiting for us in Zalukin."

"How can I see it?"

"Besides [Sitan], is there anything in this world that can silence a squad of Astartes? In the past few days, I have lost at least fifteen people, some of whom died in flight Some of them died from the rebels due to accidents, but even if an entire team was wiped out, they were able to send back the communication before they died, instead of losing no word like Atawa and the others."

"..."

"This is an invitation, Perturabo. I can feel that guy waiting for me in Zalukin. The Atava team did not send back any information, but their silence is a signal of some kind."

"How do you infer this, Magnus?"

"Intuition, the intuition of a psyker."

Ahriman felt that the atmosphere suddenly became oppressive again.

Perturabo's face was livid. He stared at his brother for a long time, then suddenly lowered his head and sighed.

"Even if I don't agree, you will definitely go. I'm right, Magnus."

"The right answer is always born out of obstruction and perseverance."

Seeing Magnus raise his head in triumph, it took the Lord of Steel a while to restrain his urge to pick up the hammer.

He knew Magnus's temper very well. As a pair of the Emperor's heirs who had a fairly good relationship, this was not the first time that he and this Prospero man had fought side by side. He knew very well that this man would be instrumental in persuading surrender and What is the virtue of a guy who rescues books when attacking fortresses, encircling the enemy, or even in devastating battles?

Magnus was nothing like him, Perturabo, and the Prospero could never learn the composure, reliability, seriousness, and obedience of advice from Olympia.

And he, Perturabo, was just such a person.

"Well, I hope everything is as you inferred, but Magnus, I also have my own conditions: you must leave enough strength to guard Kalena. Mortals only have one life and cannot withstand our attacks. adventure."

"Of course, Perturabo, believe me, I will leave Ahriman in command and order the entire Black Crow School to be stationed here, as well as the Sky Owl School."

"Then who are you taking with you?"

"Forsyth, and Morgan, that's enough."