Rogal Dorn: Big Brother is the True Commander, The Most

Rogal Dorn's words as the supreme commander of Terra's defenses made the atmosphere in the Command Hall sink even further into silence.

Especially the hidden Chaos army mentioned in the intelligence—it weighed heavily on everyone's hearts.

It meant danger could arrive at any moment, and the defenders of the Steel Great Wall would have to spend tremendous effort searching for the enemy's main force and responding accordingly.

To prevent the defensive line from being breached.

"Sigh. Compared to my elder brother, my ability to provoke others is still far too lacking."

Dorn sighed softly, feeling guilty that he had failed to truly enrage Horus.

That had affected the situation in the defense of Holy Terra.

Whether in the reality of the Galaxy or in the Warp, the ability to trade barbs was extremely important. It could not only influence an entire battle at a critical moment, but even turn defeat into victory.

His ability in that regard was insufficient, so he inevitably felt guilty.

Dorn had read some records of the Savior and deeply admired that elder brother's ability to provoke enemies.

That elder brother could always enrage his foes and deliver the ultimate humiliation, thereby forcing them into duels.

He had even specifically studied under the Savior for this, but unfortunately, he had failed to grasp the essence of provoking an enemy.

If that elder brother were here, he would undoubtedly have succeeded in provoking Horus and forcing him out for a decisive battle, instead of achieving nothing like Dorn had.

"A pity. Fortunately, we still have backup plans, so we won't fail His Majesty the Savior's expectations."

Tako strongly agreed with the Master of the Phalanx's assessment. If that Majesty were here, perhaps the situation would have already been reversed instead of remaining so passive.

Just as Dorn,