Offering Help to Vulkan

Nimrod accepted Vulkan's request for a meeting and gladly went.

After the two Primarch chatted for a while, Vulkan spoke up:

"Nimrod, my brother, Cassian Vaughn told me that you possess Bastion-class Energy Shield technology, capable of constructing shields far more powerful than ordinary Void Shield, protecting cities the size of Hive City."

Vulkan had already consulted with the Legion's Tech Sergeant and learned that the Imperium's standard Void Shield could only protect an area the size of the seven cities currently on Nocturne.

The Bastion-class Energy Shield offers protection with a range and strength many times greater than a regular Void Shield, providing shelter for a much larger population of Nocturne.

Nimrod hadn't expected that before he could even recommend him to Vulkan, Wokan would be so eager to find him. He nodded slightly.

"Yes."

"The Nocturne volcano erupts frequently, each time causing countless deaths," Vulkan said sadly.

Please provide assistance to Nocturne.

"Of course," Nimrod agreed immediately. "I will dispatch a technical team to build Bastion-class Energy Shield for Nocturne and provide maintenance."

The Bastion-class Energy Shield requires technical maintenance. In Nimrod's memory, the rulers of the Vigilant Star, the Agamenus family, cooperated with the Forge World Huangquan VIII, ceding a continent— the Hongbei Sector —to them.

A Tech Sergeant of the "Shadow of Order," commanding the legion's minions, capable of maintaining the seven cities of Nocturne.

The technology of Bastion-class Energy Shield is the core technology for protecting numerous cities.

Nimrod will not trade with any faction; the only thing he can offer to Vulkan and Nocturne is a technical team, which will also bring him long-term returns.

"Correspondingly, I expect to receive appropriate compensation for the human resources I invest."

"You are an excellent blacksmith. The weapons you casually forge could keep the technical team serving Nocturne for twenty years." If we could exchange them for weapons forged by Vulkan, that would be the best option, and the top priority.

Vulkan forged thousands of unique and dangerous weapons, but before heading to the Isstvan V, he ordered the first father of the forge, ' Kael, to destroy most of them, leaving only seven.

Nimrod considered this to be a huge waste.

"I accept." Vulkan immediately agreed, and to protect the people of Nocturne, he spared no effort in doing the blacksmithing work he was most familiar with.

"This Warhammer was forged during our hunting competitions," Vulkan said, taking the silver Warhammer from his waist.

"I'm giving it to you both to thank you for your spirit in the previous competition and for your willingness to provide Bastion-class Energy Shield to benefit the people of Nocturne."

"I will forge five weapons to compensate your technical team for the first hundred years of service."

Nimrod accepted the silver Warhammer: "This is a weapon of commemorative significance."

"The Salamanders of the Mount Deathfire are interesting creatures. I'd like to trade them for what's produced in Cepra Mondy and Triken."

[Nocturne has long traded its mineral resources with Tech-priest in exchange for items that cannot be manufactured.]

Nimrod planned to snatch the Tech-priest's business ahead of time, but what he wanted wasn't minerals, but Salamanders.

[The world under my rule is not lacking in minerals; the Triken system alone has abundant mineral deposits.]

"Okay." Vulkan accepted the deal.

"I will send my sons to discuss the relevant details."

After parting ways with Vulkan, he gave orders to Arsena Dunn to select Tech Sergeant to be in charge of the Bastion-class Energy Shield, and to select "Lawyer" from the Honor Guard to be in charge of trade with Nocturne.

Nimrod himself boarded the Stormbird and headed for the Emperor flagship Bucephalus.

He met the Old Man in Yellow in the luxurious reception room.

After listening to Nimrod's report, the Old Man in Yellow said, "You performed exceptionally well in the competition and deserve a reward."

I will gift you two Relic-class warships.

[Is there no chance to enter the treasure vault to choose?] Nimrod somewhat disappointed.

[However, two Relic-class warships are not bad either.]

Nimrod immediately returned to the Shadow of the Throne, summoned the Primarch's Attendants, and began to inquire.

"What's the situation with the rebellion in the Osiris Sector?"

"My lord," the silver-haired Arsena reported after reviewing the documents, "The commander of the 13th Legion, Glenn Worsotto, has led fourteen thousand Sons of War to the Osiris Sector to quell the rebellion."

The 13th Legion was formed in the early stages of the "Great Crusade" and later in the "Unification Wars".

The soldiers came from the Panpokro tribe near the equator, the war families of the Saragon enclave, the oligarchic Hive City of Midafrik, and cannibalistic tribes in the Caucasian Wastes.

They had one thing in common: these forces did not surrender, but resolutely resisted the Emperor's army's attack and were almost completely wiped out.

Ultimately, these tribes were left with only detained refugees and orphans left behind by violent conflict. Because they came from different tribes, the 13th Legion was called the "Sons of War," meaning they were formed through war.

Nimrod shook his head, thinking to himself.

Just as I remembered, Worsotto was misled by intelligence and underestimated Osiris's rebellion, failing to deploy his full strength.

The 13th Legion currently has 33,000 men, Worsotto has not deployed all of his Sons of War.

Under normal circumstances, 14,000 Sons of War could indeed carry out decapitation strikes and quickly quell the rebellion, but he was unaware that the rebels Mind-Control Species.

But the rebels were leaderless; the Sons of War beheaded one, Mind-Control Species immediately chose a new one to deceive the enemy.

Nimrod decided to set off immediately for the Osiris Sector.

Besides incidentally rescuing the annihilated counterinsurgency fleet, he also knew that the failure to quell the rebellion in Worsotto was a major strategic failure.

In 834, the remaining 20,000-plus Sons of War of the 12th Fleet arrived in the Osiris Sector once again, but the Osiris Mind-Seed, the mastermind behind it all, had vanished without a trace, leaving only ruins behind.

The 13th Legion suffered heavy losses and its morale was low. It was not until Robert Guilliman returned and investigated the whereabouts of the Osiris Mind-Seed that the army was able to recover.

Nimrod needs to act quickly to resolve the Mind-Control Species and obtain the materials for the magic potion.

"Order the fleet to set sail for the Osiris Sector."

"After the Relic-class warships arrive, they will sail to Catachan and be taken over by the remaining troops."

Nimrod then went to the armory, placed the silver Warhammer on the weapon rack, and casually tossed the Spear of Dionysus to the ground.

Upon returning to the palace, he immediately traveled to the "Nation of Disorder".

Nimrod's rays spread towards the fiery Red Light sphere, and the "Briber's " Spirituality was rapidly depleted.

He saw Sanchez, dressed in black armor and wearing a Russ's Wolf Helm, moving among the Drukhari.

The Pyromaniac raised his hand, and blazing flames engulfed several Aeldari. The majestic voice of the Black Emperor echoed in his mind.

"After the battle, a prayer will be offered."

After the battle, Sanchez immediately returned to his flagship, the Relic-class battleship Void Hunter.

After bathing and purifying his body, he went to the altar, created a Spirituality environment with a ritual knife, and then prayed.

After Sanchez recited the Black Emperor's Honorific Name, a moment later, the black mist engulfed his body.

Upon arriving in the mysterious space, he heard the majestic voice of the Black Emperor.

"7th Legion, what's the current situation?"

"My lord," Sanchez bowed.

"The 7th Legion has just received a new batch of 1,574 recruits, bringing the total number of Shadow of Order to 7,293."

"The Catachan Regiment follows the previous structure of the Vostonia Regiment, with a standard size of 2,500 people per regiment."

"There are currently ten Catachan regiments, plus two Catachan Banshees regiments trained by Malena Scarla."

After reporting on the military situation, Sanchez gave a brief report on the rest of the situation.

"Malena established five experimental farms in Catachan, planting raspberry and pomelo trees, oats, rapeseed, cabbage, and soybeans respectively."

"The Lord of the Forge is in the Catachan system, and the Warp Gate he has built is complete."

"Catachan lacks permanent major cities, making it impossible to deploy Bastion-class Energy Shield."

After careful consideration, Nimrod issued the order.

"I've just acquired two Relic-class warships. They will belong to the 7th Legion. You leave the necessary personnel behind to take over them."

"Catachan will leave behind the necessary troops; the rest will proceed to the Osiris Sector."

"Yes, my lord," Sanchez replied.

The Thunder of Thessalan, flagship of the 12th Expedition Fleet in the Osiris Sector.

Legion Commander Worsotto stared at the holographic image before him, a dense sea of red dots surrounding scattered green dots.

The green dot represents the point where each round of artillery fire destroys at least one enemy ship.

But those mortal ships, like crazed, bloodthirsty sharks, tore at his fleet.

Worsotto clenched his gauntlets, unable to comprehend how a counterinsurgency operation had escalated into the current situation.

The commando team sent to the ground carried out the decapitation strike, but the rebel command structure remained unaffected, launching an even more frenzied attack.

From the very beginning, the void battle was surrounded by countless enemy ships that had come from various star systems.

I failed!

Osiris's rebellion is a crisis far more serious than I had anticipated.

"Lord Worsotto, we have lost all our escort ships, and our flagship has been subjected to all-around firepower."

"Port side Void Shield No. 25 overload."

"Starboard side Void Shield No. 13 is overloaded."

"..."

Worsotto examined the screen; countless red dots filled the area around his ship.

"Astropathic Message Master, send a message: The Osiris rebellion is a major threat."

"Command of the Legion will be assumed by Marius Gage."

"..."

"Chief Gunnery Officer, unleash a barrage of fire on the rebel fleet. Sink the traitor fleet as much as possible before we are sunk."

"For the Imperium and the Emperor of Mankind!"

Just then, the Vox Master's excited voice rang out.

"My lord... the Auspex Augur Array has detected a large number of ship signals."

"Reading 13 returned, keel tag identification result confirmed, 33rd Fleet, quantity 215 ships..."

"Reading 14, awaiting return..."