Plague War: Guidance from Tzeentch!

As more Imperial forces, including three Titan Legions and the Knight Houses, were swiftly committed to the battlefield.

Countless Nurgle daemons and the Death Guard Legion on Parmenion were forced onto the path of destruction.

The Imperial coalition formed by Primarch Rorschach, Regent Guilliman, and the others won another victory.

Not long afterward, when Hekaton City and numerous other cities were completely annihilated by Orbital Bombardment from above due to their severe corruption.

It also marked the complete failure of Mortarion's Nurgle daemon-net plan.

For a short time, all of Nurgle's forces seemed to enter a dormant state.

Within the cold void, aboard the massive Pride of Macragge.

Rorschach, surrounded by Auto-Servitor Robots inspecting and servicing his Vibranium Power Armor, sat in discussion with Guilliman and the gloomy Fulgrim nearby.

Near the three Primarchs.

Aside from their Aeldari ally Natase, there were also Confessor of War Mathieu and War Rat Disciple Jerry.

"Brother, that is all we know about the nameless girl. She is currently being housed aboard my flagship, and my disciple Jessica is taking care of her."

At this moment, Rorschach, a trace of exhaustion showing between his brows, spoke to Guilliman.

"Honored Primarchs, that child is a vessel of will personally chosen by The Emperor. She is also a true Living Saint, and she will play a crucial role in winning this war."

Before the deeply furrowed Guilliman could speak.

Confessor of War Mathieu suddenly stepped forward.

After bowing to the Primarchs around him, he spoke with a solemn expression.

"A Living Saint? As far as I know, the vast majority of Living Saints in Imperial history have been utterly hypocritical fanatics. Only a very small number could truly be called saints. Mathieu, I do not like the implications behind your words."

Next Moment, Regent Guilliman turned