"That was—a shockwave from the Galaxy. Emperor, what in the Imperium had happened?!"
Leman Russ stared at the spherical silhouette in the chaotic void far away, his heart filled with worry.
This might have been another attack on the Imperium by the Chaos Gods of the Warp. More humans would die because of it. He did not know whether Terra was facing the impact.
Broken waves of cheers and shouts came from the Galaxy, gradually turning into desperate cries as they spread.
It sounded utterly horrific.
Leman Russ heard humanity's agonized wails. They seemed to be suffering unbearable torment.
"Filthy Chaos Gods. Humanity only wants to survive in the Galaxy. What wrong is there in that?!"
Thinking of all that death and suffering, he could not help baring his fangs, his expression furious.
This beastlike Wolf King had the same love for humanity, and he was even less willing to abandon The Emperor, his father.
"That place isn't far from this region—"
Leman Russ was somewhat tempted to investigate the source of the shockwave and see what that circular outline truly was.
He had never seen such an astonishing sight in this chaotic place. It meant unknown danger.
It might have been a method of attack the Chaos Gods were using against the Imperium. They wanted to invade the Galaxy at every waking moment.
Perhaps he could offer humanity some help, stopping the entities of Chaos from invading mankind within the Warp.
He had done similar things before.
For example, before Chaos Daemons reached the Galaxy, he had slaughtered most of them, leaving only scattered daemons able to arrive, greatly reducing the harm caused by daemon invasions.
That was also saving humanity in another form.
In truth, Leman Russ's impression of the Galaxy still remained in the dark age of