Warhammer: In the Name of Nirvana

Chapter 594 Intermission: The Emperor and His Dog

"I demand an audience with the All-Father."

"Now, immediately, and immediately."

The Wolf King used only one sentence to knock open the heavy shell of the Emperor's Dream.

Only at this time, Leman Russ would feel that being deeply trusted by the Emperor actually had benefits: not just the [benefits] like the Spear of Dionysus at hand, but benefits like the Fang Castle on Fenris that could really help him and his Legion.

The Primarch's request was approved within five minutes, but except for the shuttle that the Wolf King and several of his guards were riding, the entire huge fleet of the Sixth Legion was restricted outside half of the star system: any uninvited movement would cause a counterattack by the Custodians.

The Space Wolves responded to this arrogant attitude with restlessness and noise, but Russ himself was no longer surprised. He suppressed the dissatisfaction of his wolf lords, brought only two guards, and when he went to his destination, he laughed at the muzzles and secret sentries on the Emperor's Dream that were always aimed at the shuttle he was on.

The Primarch felt ridiculous: these stupid corn cobs actually thought that they could protect the life of the All-Father by relying on flashy vigilance and tension? Their super brains imprisoned in gold have never thought about it. As the first person in the Great Crusade who needs to charge into battle, the real danger of the Emperor lies in the battlefield and fighting. At that time, what ability and qualifications do the Imperial Guards have to protect the Emperor from danger?

These idiots don’t really think that they can keep up with the battle rhythm of the All-Father? Russ also has his own Primarch Guards. He knows that those guards wearing Terminators can’t help at all in the battle. They are too slow and clumsy, and relatively speaking-too weak.

The situation of the All-Father must be similar.

Thinking of this, the Imperial Guards of the Wolf Dynasty leading the way in front of him showed a vulgar smile, and he didn’t cover it up, so soon, this unlucky guy: I think his name is Diocletian or something? He gave the Primarch a look full of anger and disdain.

What a fool.

The two men, one in front and one behind, threw a contemptuous word at each other in their hearts, and then parted ways without any courtesy: Leman Russ pushed open the heavy door in front of him, and the All-Father was inside at this time, and his majestic light could be felt from ten miles away.

The Wolf King closed the door, walked up to him, took a deep breath, saluted solemnly, and then began to wait: The All-Father was processing a new batch of documents behind his own desk, which seemed to be the next march plan of the Great Expedition, or other important matters.

After a few minutes, the Emperor really raised his head and looked at his hound.

+ Russ? +

The Wolf King nodded.

+ You are back earlier than I thought. +

The Emperor pushed the documents aside. He certainly knew what the Wolf King’s purpose was: after all, he sent Russ out.

+ Have you made a decision about Magnus? +

"Yes, Allfather."

Russ gritted his teeth. He suddenly felt a great sense of absurdity: his arrogant Prospero wizard brother would never have thought that his fate would depend on the next sentence of the brother he hated the most.

How wonderful fate is.

+My time is limited, Russ, just tell me the conclusion directly. +

"Understood."

The Wolf King nodded.

"Personally, I hope you can grant me two or three legions, preferably including the Dawnbreakers and the Dark Angels, and then allow me to issue an extermination order for Prospero, and use the final means to imprison the Thousand Sons Legion and Magnus, and the sooner the better: I think this is a way to maximize the benefits for the Empire."

"If we continue to delay, we may shed more blood."

The Emperor did not respond immediately. He just glanced at his clover meaningfully.

Then, he smiled.

+ It's really rare. You have always avoided such things before. Russ: Even when you dealt with the lost, you only followed my orders very reluctantly to fulfill your obligations, and you even wanted to throw away the Spear of Dionysus many times on the way. +

"The past is the past."

Russ licked his lips, and he realized that the corners of his lips were too dry.

"Rather, it was the judgment and treatment of that man that made me realize where the bottom line of our behavior is: if Magnus continues, he will definitely cross this bottom line. In fact, what he is doing now is already very dangerous."

At this point, Leman Russ took a deep breath again. He recalled the crazy scenes he had witnessed not long ago, and explained Magnus's behavior to the All-Father in the most vivid tone possible: This is not a simple task. He must make the All-Father realize that Magnus must be dealt with as soon as possible, but the punishment cannot be so severe that it will endanger the lives of his brothers.

This requires the art of language.

And Russ is not good at this.

But the Emperor still listened very seriously.

+Ah, I see. +

He nodded.

+I understand your concerns, but now is not the time, Russ. The incident in Perfect City made me realize one thing, that is, before I leave the Great Crusade, I can't deal with other legions again in a tough way, unless I can come up with reasons that are convincing enough to everyone: your current reasons are not enough. +

"But Magnus..."

+I will deal with him. +

The emperor waved his hand and handed the documents in his hand to the Wolf King. Russ flipped through the documents at a glance. He found that the contents of these documents were similar: the Lord of Mankind was ordering the leaders of various factions in the empire and local giants with the highest authority. They gathered towards a barbaric galaxy in the northern part of the Milky Way.

+ Q knows that I will hold a meeting before leaving the Great Crusade, and the issue of psychic powers will be one of the topics to be discussed: at that meeting, I will formally issue a ban on Magnus and the Thousand Sons Legion, in order to The form of a public sentence prohibits him from further involvement in deep waters. +

"Will such a massive move have an impact on other psykers?"

+Are you worried about Morgan? +

"She... is safe and cautious..."

+ is also very popular. +

The Emperor added with a smile, holding out another set of questions.

+With my help: Morgan's psionic policy is popular. +

In hesitation, Leman Russ took the document, but the content above shocked him: this document is a plan and record of a large plan, which can be traced back to sixty or seventy years ago, that is, when Morgan When the first edition of her Psionics Bible was just released.

Facts have proved that the Emperor not only began to pay attention to this book at that time, but also secretly promoted its development: the popularity of the Psionics Scripture among many legions is inseparable from the encouragement of the Emperor and the Seal Bearer, and Morgan's good The wind review also has a share of credit from Tyra.

The same goes for weak reviews.

The results of these secret efforts are outstanding, and the report clearly states that every legion except the Thousand Sons has now accepted the psionic code and the more rigorous Dawnbreaker-style think tank system: even the Emperor's Children or Death Guard. For legions without think tanks, their psykers can be tolerated to a certain extent, and their internal systems adopt the system of the Far Eastern Frontier.

The thing that interests Leman Russ the most is Mortarion: Although the Lord of Death has not publicly declared to tolerate the existence of psykers in the Legion to this day, he has turned a blind eye to the small circle of his think tank, Captain Typhons. , the Fourteenth Legion has also been secretly importing the necessities needed by the think tank, such as the Psionics Holy Book, which is basically updated every four to five years.

This inadvertently resulted in a very interesting result: the Death Guard has a think tank team that is second to none in terms of internal unity among many legions. Although the number is small, it has extremely rich combat experience, and the brotherhood between them is unshakable. , this independent kingdom is parasitic in the battleships of Typhons, wandering outside the main fleet of the Fourteenth Legion, and has extremely high autonomy and independence.

+So, you don’t have to worry about whether Magnus’s defeat will have any important impact on the empire’s psykers: because there is no relationship between them at all, what we have to worry about is his success. +

"And there's no way he's going to succeed."

Leman Russ felt a chill running down his spine.

"How long ago did you start planning this plan, Father Quan?"

+It didn’t take long. +

The Emperor did not lie.

+Although I have been pushing for the Psionic Codex from the beginning, this plan was decided not long ago: In fact, until the moment you spoke, I was hesitant about Magnus's final verdict. The Codex of Nun is just one of my countless alternatives. +

+Compared with this, what really makes me curious is another thing. +

The Emperor looked at his heir.

+ I am not surprised that you are the Dark Angels among the legions of brothers who asked me to punish Magnus, but why is the other option the Dawnbreaker? I would have thought you would have chosen the Death Guard, or maybe a massive force like the Ultramarines? +

"Ultramarines?"

+The number of think tanks under Guilliman has long exceeded the total number of Thousand Sons. +

"ah……"

Hearing this news, Leman Russ was surprised that he was not surprised at all.

"I remember that the number of think tanks in the Ultramarines Legion has exceeded 20,000, right?"

+Twenty-five thousand: the latest number. +

"So, it has reached one-tenth of their legion's strength?"

The Wolf King frowned: he remembered that there were 250,000 people under Guilliman's command, and he had maintained this number for a long time.

"Is this ratio too high?"

+ Guilliman feels the same way. +

"So, my brother, do you think the recruitment of psyker troops is on hold?"

+ No. +

+ He decided to expand the army: to 350,000 people in the next twenty years, and to retain a reserve of 150,000 to 200,000 people at any time. With the extra troops, he planned to help defend the Far East in the future The frontier, even the frontier of the ghoul stars. +

"What are you doing..."

+ Guilliman has already learned the news that Terra and I plan to seal off the various Primarchs. Morgan told him. He feels that this number is the lowest cost for him to control and manage the entire Five Hundred Worlds of Ultramar in the future. 】: Not only to be stationed as soldiers, but also to go deep into the grassroots as managers of various worlds. +

"Do you need me to plan another final solution for Guilliman, All-Father? Just like the dozens I prepared for Magnus, Morgan, Jaghatai, Konrad, Lorgar, and Angron. Same backup plan?”

+ No, Russ, I asked you to plan the final solution to these original bodies in order to prevent those powerful restless factors in each original body: and fundamentally, they are just ideas. +

"What about Guilliman...?"

+He is too powerful. +

+ If necessary, I must come in person with several legions. +

"Is it the same with Morgan?"

+This is my problem. +

The Emperor looked at Russ.

+Why would you include Morgan as an optional force for this operation? +

"Powerful and reliable: the time when you exterminated the Lost was enough to prove both of these points."

+Reliable? +

"She is more reliable than Zhuangson. Morgan will choose the appropriate handling method based on the actual situation at the scene, and her character and greed determine that she will not take the most extreme measures unless she has no choice. In comparison, Zhuangson Sen is just too [monotonous].”

+But you should still remember that Morgan is also on your prevention list, right? +

"Of course I remember: there were more programs against her than for everyone else combined."

Speaking of this, Leman Russ seemed to suddenly remember something.

"However, I feel that these plans now need to be improved: especially regarding Jonson."

+ Do you think Zhuang Sen will relent? +

The Lord of Mankind looked like he was telling the funniest joke in the world.

"No."

Ruth shook her head.

"Jonson may hesitate for a while, but he will eventually choose to carry out your order."

It is surprising enough that + would hesitate. +

"I think so too: but the real problem is the Dark Angels Legion."

"Morgan knows them too well. I'm not sure whether the Dark Angels with full firepower can 100% guarantee a devastating blow to Morgan and his Dawnbreaker Legion, even with my Space Wolves: Unless our two Legions To have the attitude of dying together.”

+Final victory? +

"Wouldn't be a problem: if we could find a way to neutralize Morgan himself."

Leman Russ added the second half of the sentence with lingering fear. He had witnessed Morgan's power in the war. He was not sure whether his cooperation with Johnson could fight against the rumored weak girl: After all, She is no less a leader than Magnus, and she possesses the strongest thing that Magnus lacks.

brain.

A top-notch psyker with a brain: Russ didn't think he could handle it anyway.

+What about the Dawnbreaker Legion? +

"Their problem is not big. Although their elite level is staggering, in the final analysis, they are just a legion. Moreover, their health-replenishing ability is really inferior to one level. It only takes one big victory to plunge the entire Dawnbreaker legion into a state of eternal doom. Di: After all, their total number now is only..."

"Well……"

+71452 people. +

Seeing Russ's hesitation, the Emperor quickly added an extremely accurate figure.

+ This is the number from three days ago: it should be accurate even today. After all, during these three days, the Dawnbreaker Legion has not conducted any recruitment activities. +

"...?"

How did you know?

Faced with Russ's confusion, the Emperor just smiled slightly proudly.

+I have a dedicated archive for each Legion of Astartes. +

The emperor squeezed his big hand, and a psychic filing cabinet appeared in front of Russ, with the numbers of twenty legions neatly arranged in it: Russ just glanced at it and found out about the Dawnbreaker Legion and the entire Far Eastern Frontier. The information is horrifyingly detailed, not only covering every aspect under Morgan's rule, but also updated on a daily basis.

But soon, Leman Russ noticed something even more terrifying, that was the Luna Wolves and Horus: their update frequency was in hours, and their thickness was greater than that of any three legions combined. .

For some relatively marginal legions, such as Salamanders or World Eaters, the update frequency is in units of months. The latest record was a month ago, and the information is relatively general.

Russ was very satisfied to find that his information status was equal to Morgan: the same as them were the Imperial Fists and Ultramarines, as well as the Dark Angels and Alpha.

That's right, only Horus and the Luna Wolves are updated with the frequency of heaven.

"Do you have corresponding intelligence personnel in each legion?"

+That’s right. +

The Emperor graciously admitted it.

+ I will convene them at the conference after Ullanor. All the information will be gathered in my hands at that moment to help me make some final decisions before leaving: I have selected the interior of the Ullanor sector in advance. Although it has no name yet, I will order my son who is the best builder to build a conference room on it as soon as the war ends. +

"You mean Perturabo?"

+...Yes, that's Perturabo. +

The Emperor was strangely silent.

+Where is he now, Ruth? +

"..."

You have a filing cabinet.

"I remember you summoned Perturabo some time ago?"

+Yes, I remember that I assigned him to the library of the Emperor's Dream. +

"Ah, then where did he go after he left?"

+...+

"..."

I don't know why, but the emperor's expression gave Russ a ridiculous thought.

"Did he...leave?"

+Maybe...left? +

The Wolf King blinked and set his gaze on the filing cabinet: Anyway, even the worst legions report information to the Lord of Humanity on a monthly basis. Perturabo was summoned so long ago. After all, the Fourth Army should have something to say, right?

Well, let him see: what was the last time the Emperor recorded anything about the Iron Warriors Legion?

Uh...a hundred years ago...Perturabo returned to the Human Empire?

"..."

What about the previous one?

Uh...one hundred and forty years ago, the Iron Warriors Legion was established?

"..."

The previous one...ah...is gone...

There are only two files in the entire Iron Warriors Legion's filing cabinet.

The Wolf King glanced at his father.

"All Father: Do you really have your own intelligence officers in the Fourth Legion?"

+Before Perturabo knew he could use his mortal auxiliaries, there were. +

"But you have information about the Luna Wolf Legion, and you have accumulated almost 100,000 pieces of information in a hundred years, while you have only two pieces of information about the Iron Warriors Legion in a hundred years: wouldn't this be a bit... No? Uniform?"

+If you refer to the average, it is actually quite even. +

Why didn't he know that Quan's father was a lover of bad jokes before?

"So, where's the Perturabo?"

+Should... go down, right? +

The Lord of Mankind fell into thinking.

+ Could it be that the Fourth Legion would not report the disappearance of the original body? +

"No, maybe they enjoy it..."

"Ah, wait! I have an idea!"

Ruth's pupils lit up.

"Shouldn't we find out if we look at the recent casualty figures of the Iron Warriors?"

+...What a great idea! +

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