Warhammer: In the Name of Nirvana

Chapter 700 Color War Plan

Even for the Primarch, fate is still an unpredictable and wonderful thing.

The longer she lives, the more thoroughly Morgan understands this sentence: if she moves the time forward a month or two, she would never believe that she would one day become a distinguished guest of the Death Guard and a guest of honor of the Endurance.

You know, before this, the only active connection between this Queen of Glory-class battleship and the Spider Queen was the various war plans regularly updated every year in the Far East Frontier: in the most tightly guarded confidential archives of the Aurora, there is a whole room and twenty giant stasis force fields, which are specially used to store all the war plans assumed by the Dawnbreaker Legion against the main legions of the Human Empire.

Most of them are enough to make Leman Russ call it too extreme.

This critical room has no doors or ventilation ducts. Only the Primarch's psychic array can flash directly into it and take out the black and white words that concern the lives of tens of millions of people: Morgan's most trusted staff will routinely update these plans every year, and strive to plan the best alternative plans according to the latest intelligence and the increase in their own national strength.

These plans not only include the false war plans for various [neutral] and [strange] brother legions within the empire, but also include special military operations for how to immediately implement rescue operations for many allied forces, such as the Ultramarines or the Night Lords, once a large-scale riot or foreign invasion breaks out that they cannot solve alone.

On this basis, add the actions that the Far East Frontier must take once it suffers an external or internal military attack (the size of this war plan is larger than the other 19 plans combined); and at the [particularly critical moment], launch an expedition to the Solar Star Region and Holy Terra, and then face the two plans of the Imperial Guards Ten Thousands and the Sisters of Silence, which together form the military purpose of the highest level of all Avalon.

Even Morgan does not have enough power to start them at any time, because any of the [Twenty Color War Plans] requires the entire Dawnbreaker Legion and even the entire Far East Frontier to mobilize all their military forces: let all large and small docks turn to militarization and start full operation; when all reserve soldiers are fully recruited into the Legion, and militarized management is implemented on every world; turn out countless ancient covenants, summon every ally accumulated by the Legion in the past hundred years, and even mobilize the reserve forces in Salamas to incorporate tens of thousands of Dawnbreaker Warriors into the company of the Second Legion.

Of course, if these [conventional military means] are useless, the Spider Queen has accumulated some extra trump cards for herself in the fighting over the years.

The six Black Stone Fortresses that can be driven, coupled with the planet-level engines seized from Ulan Huda, at least ensure that when the Far East Frontier encounters external enemy invasion, they will be invincible in the local space battle.

It took two to three generations to gradually integrate and annex the triple Far Galaxy, which directly belongs to Morgan himself. After feeding countless raw materials and production capacity, it has long become a behemoth that can support the military operation of the entire Far East Frontier when necessary: the three forge worlds are always under the [armed protection] of the Dawnbreaker elite troops. If necessary, Morgan also has the means to go there in person.

In other words, even if she lost every Forge World ally she had accumulated over the past hundred years in an instant, Avalon would not surrender: the Spider Queen was even prepared for Riza to leave her, so she always held the two Titan Legions, the Corona and the Queen's Hand, in her hands.

Of course, Riza might betray their Queen's ally, but it was unlikely that Riza would betray their Queen's ally: unless the Emperor or Horus could really take out the title of Forge General, the orthodoxy of the Mechanicus, and the real Tome of the Machine God, which required the destruction of Mars first, Morgan could not think of the possibility of Riza betraying her.

Not to mention how deep the friendship between the two sides had been in the past hundred years, just based on the complex interests of Riza and the Far Eastern Frontier, if they really dared to betray Morgan, the backlash alone would be enough to make them take off the title of [Large Forge World].

Compared with the powerful Mechanicus allies who were so deeply bound, the secret weapons that were deeply buried by the Dawnbreakers and almost forgotten by the world, as well as the frenzy that Morgan could call out in the warp when she was forced to the last moment, were just the embellishments after having sufficient means.

She had [Extraordinary Means] to make everyone bleed.

Any of these means was enough to completely expose the military potential of the entire Far East Frontier to the entire galaxy, and when all the candidates were fully activated, more than half of the Twenty Color War Plan could be guaranteed to be 100% implemented: As for those plans that could not even ensure the full implementation of the armed mobilization of the entire Far East Frontier? It would be irrelevant when that time came.

Just kidding: If the Spider Queen used all her military power and could not defeat the enemy in front of her, the galaxy would have been burning in the inferno by then, and the Twenty Color War Plan was for the arrival of this moment, to prepare the initial groundwork for the Dawnbreakers' expeditionary fleet to rush to the galactic-level battlefield.

Under the advice of a certain Midnight Haunter who not only knew all these secret plans, but also participated in the planning, twenty ambitious military plans were named after various colors: the one against Mortarion and his Death Guard was the [Moss Green War Plan], and how to encircle and shoot down the Endurance was the absolute core issue of this war plan.

Therefore, the Spider Queen was not completely ignorant of the Endurance. On the contrary, with countless mortal agents and decades of persistent spies infiltration, although she could not be said to know everything about it, she could draw most areas of this battleship with her eyes closed.

Not only can she draw it, but she also knows how to conquer or destroy it, where is the most suitable place for a large-scale landing, where is the best place to split the Death Guard's garrison, and then cut off their chain of command and overload their warp engines: until these former twilight attackers either surrender, or turn into a giant burning monument in the void with their stubborn warships, showing the Dawnbreakers' fierce reputation to the whole galaxy.

Yes, this would be a good idea.

Even if she closed her eyes, she could feel the sudden change in the light and shadow effects in front of her. When she opened her eyes, she was indeed close to her final destination: in the lonely space above Nikaea where even the stars could not be seen, the huge Fortitude spread its wings and easily covered the tiny Oberon gunboat in its shadow.

The Spider Queen carefully observed the warship, which was so simple that it was a little pitiful: among all the Glory Queens, the Endurance was undoubtedly the worst in terms of decoration. Not to mention compared with the star players such as the Emperor's Pride, Blood and Tears, or the Radiance, even Angron, who had no interest in decorating warships, his Liberator was enough to make people remember it vividly.

According to legend, whenever Angron's legion flattened a tyrant's country, or rescued a planet that practiced slavery from the chaos of the Age of Strife, they would carve a skull wearing a crown on the outer armor of their own Glory Queen, like an ancient warrior to show off the legion's attack.

By now, the Liberator's outer armor was covered with thousands of these skeletons. Combined with the fact that this warship was the largest among all its sister ships, it became the most unique benchmark in the Great Crusade: in the shadows that the World Eaters could not see, someone would use an extremely worried tone to install a more famous and elegant name for Angron's ship.

Regicide.

What a good name: I hope she can come up with a similarly good name in the future.

When the Endurance opened the largest engine room on the side of the hull and reluctantly released the signal for reconciliation, Morgan was still deeply trapped in her own chaotic thinking: I don't know when it started, the Spider Queen's senses of the outside world seemed to be slightly dulled, and she was immersed in her own thinking for longer and longer periods of time.

But outsiders didn't dare to interrupt her. After all, no one dared to assert whether what the Primarch was thinking about was crucial, so they could only wait for her to come to her senses. Fortunately, Morgan didn't stay in a daze for too long this time.

[Are we there yet? 】

The Primarch blinked and turned to look at the attendants who had already lined up: except for the six Knights of the Round Table who had been waiting for battle, the only one accompanying was Ahriman who volunteered. Rana, who was standing next to Ahriman, stepped forward and lowered his voice to answer his mother's confusion.

"The Endurance is ready, and we can board the ship at any time: or do you need me to notify the Ultramarines..."

[No, I'll go first. 】

Morgan shook his head: Although the order of precedence seems to be nothing, even if she continues to sit here and think for a while, it will only take Mortarion and Guilliman to be alone for two or three minutes, but since experiencing some events over Nukenia, the Spider Queen would never dare to let any of the unstable factors in her eyes be alone for more than five seconds.

What about Guilliman and Mortarion?

Who knows.

Although theoretically, there is actually no intersection between the two people: except that Mortaria occasionally mocks Guilliman's weakness, the Macragge people have never even commented on the Lord of Death.

Yes, Guilliman did leave a place for Mortarion in his famous round table hall, but according to Morgan's repeated naked eye observations, the place that the Macragge people left for the Lord of Death was even wrong in style. Unless Mortarion is willing to take off all his armor, he can't squeeze in at all.

Of course, this is also because Mortarion seems to have gradually gained weight over the years.

Morgan chuckled and waited for the hatch of the Stormbird to slowly fall. The core of the 14th Legion slowly opened the curtain for her. The ceiling, which was also painted dark green, was engraved with skulls as the symbol of the Lord of Death. Every three of them formed a cluster, all the way to the sickles and muzzles of the Death Guards.

The Primarch's gaze then turned downwards, and before looking at her blood brother, Morgan first glanced at the Death Guard's formation: whatever his considerations, Mortarion had indeed brought out all his most powerful warriors, three hundred meritorious Death Guard lined up on both sides of the red carpet leading to the Primarch, Morgan could recognize the faces of each of them, and could name the merits of any of them.

Indeed, three hundred warriors worthy of the Primarch's respect.

In the silence unique to the 14th Legion, the Primarch crossed the gazes of the warriors and stood in front of her brothers. On Mortarion's left and right, Typhon and Garro assisted each other. Compared with their genetic father, the two warriors looked at the Spider Queen without any hostility, especially Typhon, whose pupils had more kindness than Morgan imagined.

You know, the last time the two of them met was not...particularly pleasant.

The last ray of Spider Girl's eyes stayed on Captain Garro's strange armor. Perhaps in order to show the ability of his descendants to fight, Mortarion did not specially order his warriors to clean the dirt on their armor for today's ceremony. Therefore, on the Death Guard's originally gray and white armor, you can clearly see the moss-like green stains caused by countless battles in harsh terrain and chemical warfare: This is also the reason why Morgan named the combat plan for the 14th Legion [Moss Green].

The Spider Queen had to restrain the overly boiling smile in her heart and set her face on a perfect smile. She looked up and looked at Mortarion, and happened to see how the Lord of Death put on a stiff smile, nodded to her, fulfilled his friendship, and then quickly wiped him out with his own hands.

"Welcome, Morgan."

A simple greeting was more difficult for Mortarion than swallowing molten lava.

[Thank you for your invitation, brother. ]

Compared with this, Morgan's performance was simply something that came at her fingertips. Her warm smile and light-heartedness made Garro and Typhon on both sides look a little stunned. If they were not Mortarion's confidants, and knew the bad relationship between the Lord of Death and the Primarch in front of them, they would probably think that Mortarion was Morgan's most trusted confidant just by listening to this greeting.

However, Mortarion's face, like a swamp, grinded away this suspicion.

"No need to be so hypocritical."

After a long silence, as if giving up the struggle to continue pretending, the familiar rude tone came back: the Lord of Death's throat kept rolling, and his words sounded like a rough sickle.

"I invited you here, not to establish friendship: we have something important to talk about."

"I hope you take it seriously, Morgan."

[Important things? ]

The Spider Queen narrowed her eyes slightly.

[To you, or to me? ]

"To us."

Motarion's eyes shifted: because Guilliman's Stormbird just arrived.

"To all of us."

[In that case: do you mind telling me directly, your bottom line? ]

"..."

"Okay."

It was just a joke, but unexpectedly, the Lord of Death was silent for a moment and nodded.