That disaster was the nightmare of almost every Cadian.
The wreckage of the Blackstone Fortress had fallen from the sky, destroying their homeworld and turning them into wandering children.
No Cadian who had survived to this day could forget the terror and helplessness of that moment.
They had been unable to stop that power of destruction.
That agonizing memory had even, in some way, extended to the descendants of Cadia.
Like some gene of fear.
Now the Blackstone Fortress had appeared again, close at hand, slowly charging toward Vigilus, just as it had back then.
"The Emperor...
What are we supposed to do? Is Vigilus going to suffer the same fate?"
The Cadian veteran stared at the black colossus, trembling all over.
He could not imagine how the Imperium was supposed to stop that enormous thing, and that heavy helplessness surged back into his heart.
The nightmare had returned!
After that Blackstone Fortress appeared in Vigilus airspace, it stirred up fearful memories in many Imperial beings.
Many people knew what had destroyed Cadia back then.
"A complete Blackstone Fortress with thrusters is several times harder to intercept than it was back then.
We don't have enough time..."
The fleet commander of the Ninth Battle Group stood shrouded in the shadow cast by the Blackstone Fortress and murmured.
He was an Imperial commander from Cadia, and he knew all too well what terrible destruction that ancient heretical creation could bring to a planet.
This Cadian, who had survived to the present through life-extension surgery, could clearly recall that destruction.
The same memory had appeared countless times in his nightmares:
A black colossus slid down from The Void, its burning trail splitting the firmament in two. The air screamed, and the clouds turned into fiery-red silk beneath the searing heat.
Immediately after,