Hymn Engine

Qin Yun issued First Company of policies, pushing the reforms into deeper waters.

The plan was to bring the Imperium to true unification.

At least until the final battle is over, unity must be maintained.

Because many things require a powerful Terra to accomplish.

This move also met with opposition from many old families.

Because the reform bill ceded their interests to the new elites who rose to power through military merit.

"This is a betrayal of the Emperor!!"

Some family representatives angrily accused,

They jointly wrote a letter hoping that Regent Guilliman would stop this absurd thing.

Guilliman outwardly echoed these people, denouncing Qin Yun's reform policies, but took no real action, allowing Terra to push forward with its reform policies.

Under the duo's coordinated and charismatic performance,

Many ancient families who opposed the new policy could only watch helplessly as it was implemented.

Some attempted to rebel, but were suppressed in a joint operation by the players and the Inquisition.

With the implementation of the new policy, Milky Way has undergone unprecedented changes.

The development of the Webway, which had been dormant for millions of years, has been revived by humankind.

A glorious era is slowly the Veil.

If humanity wins the final battle, a powerful civilization surpassing the Old Ones will emerge in the Milky Way.

Due to the fall of the Aeldari Empire, the Webway suffered severe damage.

Many areas have been damaged and are showing signs of decay.

To address these thoroughly contaminated Webway,

The Imperium used explosives to destroy it.

And it opens up new alternatives to the Webway.

The Chaos Gods, of course, could not remain indifferent to this.

Once humanity completely replaces the Warp with the Webway,

Their influence on humanity will then be greatly reduced.

Although losing human faith will not cause them to perish,

However, their authority and power will be greatly reduced.

Therefore, the gods demanded that Magnus and Lorgar, the Daemon Primarch had been traumatized, stop the Imperium's actions.

To fulfill the gods' mission, Lorgar went to find Perturabo.

They hope he can intervene and help them fight against the Imperium of Man.

After the Horus Heresy ended, Perturabo became a recluse.

He built a vast demonic industrial Imperium in the Eye of Terror.

Countless machines fused with demons, and enslaved mortals toiling away in the rumbling factories.

They created various dark technological equipment with destructive power.

When Lorgar arrived, Perturabo, sitting on the steel throne, did not give him a friendly look.

They weren't even willing to get up to greet him.

"My brother, it's been so long since we last met."

Lorgar was born with thick skin.

Even though Perturabo makes no attempt to hide his self-loathing and contempt,

He didn't take it to heart.

"There's no need for us to meet." Perturabo said calmly, wanting to end the conversation as soon as they met and kick Lorgar out.

As a Primarch that upholds science and rationality,

For a brother like Lorgar who kneels before so-called gods,

I really don't like Perturabo.

"We are brothers after all," Lorgar said. "I've come here today to tell you something."

"What's going on? Have you reached Terra? Or have you captured that idiot Guilliman alive?" Perturabo asked sarcastically.

Lorgar gave a wry smile. "If you're unwilling to help, you'll soon be able to see the Imperium's Double-Headed Eagle banner in the Eye of Terror."

"This is by no means a threat; it is merely an explanation of what might happen in the future."

"That Imperium Living Saint is a being from a higher dimension, and he is assisting our father in winning this war."

"Now, loyal Primarch are constantly returning, the Imperium's military strength is rising steadily, Abaddon has suffered a series of crushing defeats, and the Chaos side has suffered heavy casualties."

"That Imperium Living Saint also persuaded the C'tan, the Squats, the Aeldari, and other Xenos forces to become vassals of the Imperium of Man. Now, there is no force in the Milky Way that can rival the Imperium."

"The current Imperium of Man is more terrifying and has greater potential than it did during the Great Crusade."

"That Imperium Living Saint and those brothers who are still loyal to our charlatan father are ready to wage war against the gods."

"They will take action soon."

Lorgar's words caused Perturabo, who sat on the steel throne, to frown slightly.

Although he was happy to let Lorgar and the others suffer losses

But the rise of the Imperium of Man made him very unhappy.

His foolish father should sit on the Golden Throne, suffering endless torment and pain.

I am Dorn so much better than that idiot Dorn.

He couldn't see that, and still entrusted the construction of the Imperial Palace to that brainless Dorn.

"There's also news that Dorn is very likely to return."

Lorgar's words made Perturabo frown. "What good will it do if he comes back?"

"Dorn's return won't really do anything!! It'll just be that talk about the Imperium's the Stone supporting the Imperium of Man will become rampant." As always, Lorgar knew how to manipulate people's hearts.

Even though they were all Primarch, he was able to grasp their weaknesses and their Achilles' heel very well.

Perturabo's Achilles' heel is undoubtedly Dorn.

One reason Perturabo chose to join Chaos during the Horus Heresy was that it would give him a chance to defeat Dorn.

"Do you know how those higher-dimensional beings describe you and Dorn?" Lorgar added fuel to the fire.

Perturabo looked at Lorgar, urging him to continue.

"The steel that prided itself on being immortal has rotted away, but the Imperium's the Stone still bears its weight," Lorgar said, emphasizing each word.

As expected, Perturabo's expression instantly turned extremely ugly.

This statement undoubtedly negates him and his descendants.

What angered Perturabo even more was that those guys had such a high opinion of Dorn.

"These high-dimensional Outsider are utterly brainless; they're an unforgivable bunch of idiots."

"Let those idiots and their Imperium perish together."

Perturabo stood up, his gaze cold and imposing.

"This is what we all want," Lorgar said.

"Come with us, for humanity has forgotten the fear we once instilled in them."

"We want them to know who the true masters of this Milky Way are."

"Let the Milky Way burn again," Peturabo said in a deep voice.

His eyes were filled with murderous intent and ambition.

This time, he will let the entire Imperium know the power and terror of the Iron Warriors.

Whether it's the returning Dorn or that Imperium Living Saint, they will all be defeated by him.

After reaching an agreement, Perturabo put his Demon Industrial World into full-scale production mode.

They also built an enhanced version of the Daemonculaba to produce even more powerful warriors.

With Perturabo's support, the severely damaged Chaos forces recovered at an incredible speed and even became stronger.

On the other side of the Milky Way,

Khorne's workhorse, Angron, is also gathering his own legion.

Before that, he needs to resolve some minor issues.

For example, some fool who calls himself Regent and even stole his warship.

After the Horus Heresy ended, Angron never returned to his flagship, the Conqueror.

Therefore, this Gloriana-class Battleship changed hands among several World Eaters factions.

They fought each other, relying on force to assert their sovereignty.

After the Great Rift appeared, Kossolax, who led the Foresworn, acquired the warship.

The Foresworn are currently the most powerful World Eaters faction.

Meanwhile, during the absence of powerful World Eaters like Angron and Kharn, the leader of the Warband, Kossolax...

He proclaimed himself Regent of the entire World Eaters and demanded that all World Eaters obey his orders.

Kossolax was a sergeant in the Third Assault Company of the World Eaters and a veteran of the Long War.

Of course, during the Great Crusade, Kossolax was just a nobody.

During the Horus Heresy, a figure like him didn't even deserve a name.

After the Horus Heresy ended, Kossolax fled Terra with the Third Company.

In the days that followed, he grew rapidly and eventually became a powerful Chaos Lord.

Within the Conqueror's intricate corridors,

Kossolax led his trusted men deeper into the ship's hold.

Although he obtained the ship, its Machine Spirit continued to repel him.

They even caused numerous accidents in an attempt to kill him.

This behavior deeply angered the Chaos warlord.

He wanted to find that damned Machine Spirit, then shove Bolter into her mouth and blow her head off.

The Conqueror belongs to him, and anyone who disobeys him deserves to die.

After some twists and turns, with the help of the wizard, he located the source.

Now, he's going to go there and resolve this matter once and for all.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The heavily Servitor appeared at the end of the corridor.

They used Multiple Bolt Gun embedded in their arms to mow down Kossolax and his men.

The explosive bomb, powerful enough to penetrate rock and concrete, merely kicked up a cloud of dust on the modified Terminator Armour of the Kossolax.

Following the Chaos warlord, Chaos Warrior clad in Terminator armor raised a spiked Bolter and pulled the trigger.

Flames flashed from the gun muzzle, and a barrage of explosive bullets poured out, instantly tearing the fully armed Servitor to shreds.

After eliminating the enemy, Kossolax continued his advance.

However, the corridor in front of them split into two paths.

Kossolax had captured the Conqueror more than fifty years ago.

Over the years, he has been exploring this ship and drawing structural diagrams.

Over time, he became very familiar with the internal structure and changes of the warship.

But he never came to this area.

It seems to have appeared out of nowhere.

"Keep going."

Kossolax ordered his men to continue the advance.

They encountered some more Servitor along the way.

Their firepower was extremely fierce, but they were ultimately no match for the Chaos Warrior.

After many battles,

Kossolax and the others arrived in front of a huge metal door.

"Blow it up."

Kossolax issued the order.

Several Chaos Warrior glued Melta Bombs to the door and detonated it.

After a powerful explosion and flash, the gate was destroyed and melted into slag emitting scorching steam.

Kossolax stepped inside and discovered that behind the door was the Conqueror's actual command post.

After the Horus Heresy ended, the Conqueror became a complete den of Chaos.

Many regions disappeared, and many new regions emerged.

Kossolax believed the command post was gone forever.

Who would have thought that it would happen again one day?

He walked to the commander's throne and saw a skeleton in a white uniform sitting there.

A red handprint made of blood was clearly imprinted on the uniform.

"Lotara Salyn".

Kossolax served on the Conqueror.

He recognized the skeleton as belonging to the commander of the Gloriana-class Battleship HMS Conqueror.

The opponent, with their genius tactical mind and excellent strategic judgment,

Recognized by Angron, Kharn, and others, he became the highest-ranking mortal in the World Eaters.

The bloody handprint on his chest is Angron's approval.

"Is this all my enemy is?"

Kossolax was greatly disappointed.

He had expected to encounter a worthy opponent, a fool eager to challenge him.

That way, he can enjoy a thoroughly enjoyable battle.

Who would have thought that the culprit was actually a skeleton?

A hoarse voice came, and the skeleton turned its head to look at Kossolax.

"Grown ups."

"Give in so quickly?" Kossolax sneered. "Even if you call me 'sir,' I won't let you go."

"I've been waiting for you to come back," Lotara Salyn continued.

At this moment, Kossolax sensed that something was amiss.

Lotara Salyn's words did not seem to be directed at him.

He quickly turned his head to look at the darkness behind him.

The others reacted quickly, raising their guns and looking around for the enemy.

At that moment, a strange scream rang out.

A group of demons appeared in the cabin.

They have red skin, a ferocious appearance, a hunchbacked body topped with a dog-like head and several cruel black horns.

Each demon held a two-meter-long serrated sword, sharp enough to make metal bleed.

Bang! Bang!

Kossolax and his men decisively pulled the trigger, shooting the demon.

However, the demons were not the biggest problem that Kossolax and his companions encountered.

Heavy footsteps sounded, and a huge creature emerged from the darkness.

The visitor was none other than the resurrected Angron.

The Daemon Primarch's body was engulfed in flames, and the rolling heatwave distorted the air.

After being defeated by Lion El'Jonson, Angron spent hundreds of years in the Blood God's Arena.

He had just crawled out of the Arena and returned to the Brass Citadel, where he regained Khorne's blessing.

Khorne is a very just god.

Anyone who can achieve 888 victories in the brutal Arena will receive a blessing.

Although Angron often fails, he always manages to win after each defeat and get back up again and again.

Angron roared, his eyes filled with disgust and rage as he looked at Kossolax.

He hated his incompetent offspring.

"No!!"

Kossolax retreated while raising his gun to try and fire at Angron.

The same is true for others.

But they underestimated the power of an Ascended Primarch.

Angron began a massacre, slaughtering all of Kossolax's men in mere moments.

Kossolax was not spared either, his head being chopped off by Angron's axe.

Angron returned to his flagship, roaring incessantly.

With his roar, cracks appeared in the Void.

The World Eaters, scattered throughout the Milky Way, were summoned by their Primarch Father.

Angron desperately wanted a war, a brutal massacre.

Soon, he found a target.

A place very close to him, radiating a light that infuriated him.