Perturabo, I'd recognize you even if you were ashes!

Perturabo: #$@!%, I'd know you even if you were ashes!

"Titus, carry out the order at once. Everyone, fall back to the Galaxy!"

Ron was completely numb. Through his psychic consciousness, he issued the retreat order to the assault force.

Before this, he had told the assault force to be a little more aggressive, to pursue and annihilate as many Daemon armies as possible.

But who could have imagined that Titus would be that reckless, charging all the way into the depths of the Warp by accident?

They were damn near fighting their way to the Chaos Gods' own headquarters!

Ron was frantic, and even his tone turned stern.

"What exactly are you people trying to do? If I don't stop you, are you planning to wipe out the Chaos Gods' lair too?!"

The situation was extremely dangerous now. The region Titus and the others were in was the Warp, the home domain of the Chaos Gods.

With the slightest misstep, his assault force could be wiped out to the last man.

That was a third of his elites. If they really all got buried there, he would lose so much he'd be coughing blood, his strength badly damaged!

"Your Majesty, I will return at once and accept your punishment."

After being reprimanded, Titus, who had been utterly cold and ruthless, slaughtering daemons like weeds, wilted somewhat.

The high-ranking commander realized his mistake and set about making amends.

He had to preserve this assault force. Otherwise, even death would not be enough to repay his crime.

"I'll project a Psyker Beacon to you and have the Librarians bring you back as fast as possible..."

Ron wasted no time and tried to guide that assault force back.

But before he could finish speaking, the Fel Energy storm severed his connection to