Bukayo's Pre-Battle Deployment

As the Third Legion began its journey toward the Mordian system, Bukayo House Arshavin began taming his Brainy Cat.

He had just pulled the ginger-fured, Brainy Cat out of its cage when he met its azure eyes.

The Brainy Cat instantly unleashed its mind-based "Fear," dragging the Dark Lord into the darkest and most terrifying Nightmare.

Bukayo felt a dim, gloomy light before him as he stumbled through the bloody battlefield Power Sword in hand.

Lying on the ground were robust corpses clad in black armor, with the number "XI" branded on their right knees and a deep black Full Moon painted on their right shoulder armor.

The Dark Lord grieved for the death of his battle comrades, but his attention was immediately drawn to the towering figure of the giant.

"Father!"

He let out a mournful cry as he watched the Primarch, the Monarch of Vostonia, fall.

Bukayo's eyes were filled with sorrow. "Is this my Nightmare? My greatest fear!"

He held the sword in his left hand, pounded his chest with his right fist, and made a vow with a strong and resounding voice.

"I absolutely will not allow this to happen!"

The Dark Lord's eyes gleamed as he emerged from the dream.

Nightmare glanced at the Brainy Cat in its hand, a cold glint flashing in its eyes.

"Now, let me see what your Nightmare is."

Bukayo said that he used "Forced Dream Induction" to drag the Brainy Cat into a nightmare.

In the dimly lit tunnel, foul-smelling sewage dripped onto it one drop after another.

Behind him, the Shadow of Order deliberately slowed its pace, its heavy footsteps pounding the ground. The Brainy Cat panicked and ran for its life.

However, no matter how fast it ran, the heavy footsteps never disappeared, and its pointed ears kept twitching and twitching from the stimulation.

The Brainy Cat swiftly traversed several passages, running for over ten kilometers before being caught by the black-armored giant, who then picked it up.

The ginger-yellow cat-like creature writhed wildly in Nightmare's palm, screaming in terror.

"You've 'feared' me once, and now you want to do it a second time?"

"I'm much better at making people dream than you are."

The Brainy Cat didn't understand the Vostonian Language it heard; it just tried in vain to "fear" the black-armored giant time and time again.

After a long while, it came to its senses and found itself in a lush forest.

The Brainy Cat looked around in confusion, tilted its head, and thought for a while.

After a moment, he still couldn't figure out why the terrifying black-armored giant had disappeared.

The Brainy Cat doesn't make things difficult for itself; although it can improve its owner's thinking speed, it's not good at thinking itself.

It habitually strolled through the woods with the elegant steps taught to it by its former owner.

Brainy Cat was enjoying the beautiful scenery, the peaceful forest suddenly changed.

The enormous Rhino- like creature strode forward, causing the ground to tremble violently and smashing trees in its path.

A humanoid creature resembling a rat emerged from the shadows, its eyes glowing eerily, and charged toward the Brainy Cat.

A new Nightmare has begun.

"Nightmare" instills fear in the Brainy Cat through a series of dreams, yet also provides it with warmth.

On the eleventh standard day of the ship's voyage, Bukayo successfully tamed the Brainy Cat and established a mental bond with it.

In the fourth week of the ship's voyage, after the fleet jumped out of the Warp and returned to the real world, Sanchez ordered the Vox Master to broadcast on the communication channel.

The rise of the Imperium of Man was broadcast in multiple languages across all communication channels, demanding that the Mordian lay down their arms and surrender to the Expeditionary Fleet.

After being rejected, the Third Legion annihilated the space defense forces of the Mordian system within five stellar days with overwhelming naval superiority.

Even when the battle was going well, the commanders of the Third Legion sensed the difference in the Mordian; not a single warship surrendered or fled under unfavorable circumstances.

After the space battle ended, in the strategic room on the bridge, a holographic projection magnified Mordian.

The light and darkness of Mordian are clearly distinct.

Samir, First Company Captain of Terran-born descent, looked at the ever-enlarging aspect of Eternal Night and sighed.

"It's hard to imagine that so many people could live in an area that's only one-tenth the size of Terra."

"Another difference from places like Vostonia is that Mordian's Hive City Pyramid- shaped."

Second Company Captain Mikhailovsky spoke up, and his words were met with a nod of agreement from Third Company Captain Grzegorz beside him.

Samir looked at the two company commanders, his gaze sweeping over the two Brainy Cat, a hint of sadness flashing in his eyes.

Only Bukayo, Mikhailovsky, and Grzegorz of the Third Legion received the Brainy Cat. The First Company Captain didn't care much about the Psionic Energy pets; he cared more about the trust of the Primarch.

He is not a member of the Court of the Black Duke.

When the Legion was known as the "Reapers," he, Saisak, Robin were the only ones among the twelve company commanders who were not, and they were the only ones who did not become Chapter Master.

Jealousy and despair gnawed at Samir; he clenched his fists, a glint of cunning in his eyes.

This is my chance. I must prove to everyone that I am the one who deserves to be the Chapter Master, and that I am the one who deserves my father's attention.

As Samir pondered, the Dark Lord maximized the size of the capital Vanandra and the Pyramid in the four surrounding directions, recalling the information written by Nimrod on the Data Slate.

"Mordian is resource-poor; everything is controlled by the rulers known as the Four Emperors."

"The Four Emperors control and distribute the scarce resources on the planets. To control Mordian, we must first eliminate them."

"According to Father's will, Mordian will become our Chapter's future recruitment world, therefore destruction is not our goal; our strategic objective is to efficiently preserve this world as much as possible."

Bukayo spoke, he raised his left hand and lightly tapped the Pyramid in the four directions of the capital.

"Based on strategic objectives and Mordian's situation, I have decided to lure the Four Emperors to the wasteland between the capital and their own Pyramid."

"The second through fifth companies will attack these four Pyramid respectively. The Four Emperors will surely lead their forces to their aid."

"During the fierce fighting, the First Company and I boarded the Drop Pod and quickly landed behind their ranks, thus avoiding the urban warfare that the Mordian had built in their steel capital."

The Dark Lord revealed his plan to the five company commanders.

The Mordian are the kings of urban warfare in the future Astra Militarum, especially adept at fighting in environments such as warships, satellite space stations, and Hive Cities.

Nimrod naturally reminded Bukayo on the Data Slate that the Mordian people were determined and especially skilled in urban warfare.

Grzegorz was always cautious and meticulous, and he astutely grasped the key points of the plan.

"If the Four Emperors don't send reinforcements, then our plan will have failed."

His friend Mikhailovsky was very confident in Bukayo's plan, he said.

"Grzegorz, the greedy Four Emperors will surely fall for it."

"Think about it, if they lose their Pyramid, their power will be greatly diminished, and the foundation of their rule will be threatened."

"Even if they don't fall for the trap, after capturing the four Pyramid, we won't be attacked from both sides when we attack the Mordian capital."

Mikhailovsky's words won the approval of all the commanders of the Third Legion.

Grzegorz also agreed with his friend's judgment. They both passed Bukayo's test and became Warrior of the 3rd Regiment Vostonia Regiment, and at the same time underwent modification surgery to become Astartes.

Grzegorz knew that beneath Mikhailovsky's optimistic exterior lay a rare and keen insight and calm analytical ability.

"Since you have no questions, proceed with your preparations according to the plan."

As the commanders left, Samir looked at the hologram, silently searching for potential avenues for maneuver within Bukayo's plans.