When an enormous unfamiliar fleet slowly approached the Imperial World of Peria.
The first thought in the minds of countless mortals within every low-orbit defense platform was that Peria was finished.
After all, the vast majority of Peria's defenses were deployed on the ground.
Its spaceborne defenses consisted only of a few scattered troop transports, without even a single basic warship.
However, after communication codes belonging to the Imperium of Man came through the channels, along with messages from several psychic communications personnel.
Countless mortals finally let their suspended hearts settle and immediately embraced one another, weeping.
Although every mortal had been prepared from the beginning to live and die with Peria.
As their legendary commissar had said, a bad life was still better than a good death.
Buzzz—
Several Thunderhawk Gunships with roaring Vector Engines departed from the flagship's deck and flew toward Peria's surface.
Inside the dimly lit cabin.
A distinguished party made up of Company Commanders from every company, along with Rorschach, who was being carried by several Auto-Servitor Robots, waited for the aircraft to land.
It was not that Rorschach and the others had any particular respect for the Imperial World of Peria.
The main reason was that Rorschach had spent too long seated upon the Metal Throne.
He wanted to set foot on an actual planet's surface and adjust his state of mind.
Otherwise, Rorschach always subconsciously felt that he might end up like The Emperor, remaining on that Metal Throne for countless ages.
Rumble!
With a faint tremor passing into the dim cabin.
The Thunderhawk Gunship finally landed on one of Peria's flight platforms.
After several Company Captains who clearly looked far from ordinary stepped out of the cabin one after another.
Rorschach, slowly carried out by several Auto-Servitor Robots, also instinctively took a