Rogal Dorn: Oh no, I've become a heretic traitor?

Rogal Dorn: Oh No, Have I Become a Heretic Traitor?!

Beep, beep, beep~

The relic device on Dorn detected signals of armed forces gathering. Large numbers of troops were rushing toward the Imperial Palace.

He looked up at the Honor Banner protected by the force field in the distance, knowing full well that it was very likely the forces of The Savior, that heretic traitor.

"It seems certain Adeptus Astartes have turned to The Savior, who threw himself into Chaos, just as they did ten thousand years ago..."

Dorn thought in silence.

The situation before him was certainly difficult, filling him with a deep sense of oppression.

But he believed the Imperial warriors would not all betray them. Loyalists still existed, not to mention the Imperial Fists—his own sons.

The Imperial Fists had always been the staunchest Guardians of Terra. They were so outstanding, so strong, their wills as firm as unyielding stone.

Those Gene-Scions would surely come to support him!

Bzzz~

Dorn activated the Forbidden Relic. Signal fluctuations radiated outward, creating false signal phantoms while scanning the surrounding terrain.

He was trying to find a hidden passage leading to the core defensive fortifications of the Imperial Palace.

As a master of defense, he possessed many relic force-field installations and Cloaking Devices.

They could withstand some attacks and distort surrounding electromagnetic and biological information, allowing him to fight more effectively.

After wandering for ten thousand years, Dorn's strength and survival abilities were even greater than before.

He could instinctively sense the operating structure and flaws of a defensive system.

It was a power close to the essence of things.

With this ability, Dorn had safely escaped several times while surrounded by the Chaos Demon Tide.

He had even evaded the New Imperium's surveillance and infiltrated Holy Terra, which had been