Amid the cold void, Capital Ships continuously departed from the Starport, gradually embarking on the long journey to Holy Terra.
Meanwhile, Lion El'Jonson personally led the Dark Angels and the Absolution Angels, using Warp Essence's teleportation abilities to set out in advance, intending to reduce the time everyone arriving later would waste on various idiotic procedures.
In other words, the High Lords within this generation's Supreme Council—
If they obediently followed orders, they might perhaps keep their lives at Lion El'Jonson's hands.
At nearly the same time, inside the Forge Hall of the Gloriana-class Battleship Iron Fist—
Rorschach, his expression solemn, held the Hypercube Labyrinth and released the long-imprisoned Perturabo and Lorgar.
After he informed Perturabo of all the apocalyptic information—
Perturabo's metallic face flared with rage as he casually blasted the timid-looking Lorgar onto the metal floor.
It seemed that while Rorschach had not been paying attention, Lorgar, as a Daemon Prince, had suffered quite a bit of Perturabo's torment and reprimands.
Then, Perturabo could not help widening his eyes as he loudly questioned Rorschach.
Did Rorschach dare let him gather every Iron Warrior to participate in this world-ending war and contribute their strength to defending Holy Terra?
Rorschach answered without hesitation that if the two single universes truly merged into a multiverse, then both the material universe and the depths of the Warp would be completely remade, and all Chaos and matter would become nourishment for a new world.
In truth, any unaligned Chaos Demon or lesser Chaos god who understood this and did not wish to be completely annihilated should stand on their side.
After the furious Perturabo forcibly dragged the instinctively wailing Lorgar out of the Forge Hall for the time being—
Rorschach, expressionless, casually took several Throne Gelt from his storage space, intending to undergo