Lucius: I Have a Chance to Glimpse Lord Nimrod's Sword

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Lucius followed Akurduana to the bridge.

Before even stepping out of the elevator, he glanced toward the direction of the command the Throne.

He immediately found the black-armored, golden-winged giant on the tactical table in front of the command the Throne.

Lucius gazed at the imposing figure, which resembled a marble statue, and suddenly understood why Akurduana had been buried in his cabin for so long.

He was flawless in every respect.

Lucius felt the Primarch's profound gaze upon him; his Obsidian eyes, like two sharp blades, pierced through his armor and struck his very soul.

His mind went blank, and he stood there in the elevator, stunned.

The moment Nimrod saw the person behind Akurduana, he recognized him as Lucius, the future Slaanesh chosen one from his memories.

He had a head of neat white hair, a proud and high nose bridge, and Purple eyes that exuded a captivating Purple allure.

With a handsome face, he could rival Hathor Mhat and Ramsey in Astartes.

Nimrod recalled that Akurduana had been optimistic about Lucius for quite some time and had taught him that he had a "bright future," so he was no longer surprised that Lucius had brought his soldiers onto the bridge.

He looked away and continued listening to the briefing.

Glenn Worsotto, Chapter Master of the First Chapter the Ultramarines, examined the information on the Data Slate and spoke.

"Lord Nimrod, preparations for war are complete, and our troops have been deployed. We are proceeding according to plan."

Worsotto glanced at Diana Pauline, and as he formulated the plan, he deeply felt that the Shadow of Order was no less efficient than the Ultramarines.

As he pondered, Luther, who was in charge of the battle plan, spoke up.

"The Squats's heavily fortified bastions will serve as the spearhead against the Artificial War Satellite."

"Pilots of the Ultramarines' and 'Emperor's Children' will shoot down the Xenos drone swarm."

"Finally, you will lead us directly to the Artificial War Satellite."

Akurduana, who walked to the tactical table, and Lucius, who was standing behind him, both had their eyes light up.

Balthasar Kuturi scrutinized Luther, wondering what he had obtained from the Primarch that allowed him to suddenly possess the body of Astartes just five days ago.

This is not something Apothecary could do.

Nimrod nodded in satisfaction. "Execute the operation plan."

The ward commanders received the order within a second, and they dispatched more communication ships than usual to ensure the order was relayed.

Nimrod watched the bloody battle raging in the void through the observation porthole.

Without deploying Ramillies-class Star Fortress, the Squats' fortress ships, which are even more heavily fortified than those of the Imperium and Rangdan, are a powerful weapon against Artificial War Satellites.

The fortress ship swam forward like a giant whale in a starry sea, while swarms of drones swept in like floating objects.

Their sheer number even obscured the light of stars.

Inside the giant whale of the starry sea, the Hearthkyn people sang loudly, proudly praising the name of their ancestors.

The Ironkin were orderly, their Mechanical Arms moving gracefully.

Rows of shells swept towards the swarm of drones like a torrent.

Dazzling lights flashed repeatedly as drones were torn to shreds.

The Squats unleashed a barrage of cannon fire, a deluge capable of tearing the entire main fleet apart.

The swarm of Rangdan, however, seemed endless; dozens of drones broke through the silent quagmire of firepower and crashed into the armor.

Their suicidal collisions left marks on the thick armor.

More and more drones broke through the fierce barrage of fire, crashing down on the cosmic Great Beast in an endless stream.

The Great Beast of the starry sea were enveloped in layers, and they slowed their pace.

The Rangdan warship, covered in spikes and flails, swam over like a bloodthirsty shark, its armor streaked with ominous black shadows from the rain of lightning from the Shadow Blaster.

Seeing that the fortress ship was blocked, Nimrod turned his attention back to the holographic tactical table.

He saw blue and Purple runes flashing through the green Pathway, leaving trails behind.

Worsotto stood before the Cogitator, his hands flying across the buttons, distributing the enemy ship data packets identified by the Shadow of the Throne to the fleets of the Ultramarines and the Emperor's Children.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the video screen light up, with blue runes leaping, followed by Purple rising up.

Worsotto saw the white runes light up in response and was filled with admiration.

[The "Shadow of Order" actually saw through the Xenos's falsified readings so quickly.]

As Worsotto pondered, Luther's voice rang out.

"It's time, flight formation, launch!"

Worsotto examined the tactical images, the words of the Primarch flashing through his mind.

"Once the implementation phase or initial state is initiated, it must be completed to the utmost: overwhelming force must be deployed swiftly."

Primary state initiated.

As the order was given, Swordtail Interceptors and Lightning Fighters poured out of the flight deck.

In the blue flight formations, more than half are heavier Lightning Fighters, while the Purple formations are the opposite.

Steel birds flew past the giant star Great Beast.

The machine guns of thousands of fighter jets spewed out dense barrages of bullets.

The flames flashed, and the floating creatures swirling around the giant star sea Great Beast instantly thinned out by one layer.

As if stirred up, they floated and surged toward the birds.

The Lightning Fighter suddenly accelerated, shaking off the oncoming drone.

The Swordtail Interceptor darted left and right, dodging the swarms of enemy aircraft.

A blue iron bird, bathed in red light, sometimes soared up and sometimes swooped down.

As a red rune lit up on the screen, a piercing alarm blared throughout the helmet.

In the silent collision, the Swordtail Interceptor spun rapidly, trailing flames behind it.

Nimrod gazed at the holographic imagery, observing the performance of the two legion pilots.

The blue flight formation of the "Ultramarines" is as precise as a machine.

Even though the Lightning Fighter and the Swordtail Interceptor have different performance characteristics and different surrounding conditions, they still function as a unified whole when they come together or disperse.

The "Emperor's Children" possess exceptional individual skills, and even when surrounded by red, they can often outmaneuver their enemies with dazzling arcs.

Amidst phosphorescent flashes of light, the fortress ship strode forward, cutting through the obstacles, and crashed into the Rangdan ship.

The female captain, seated at a black-painted brass control panel, issued orders.

The output power of the Shadow of the Throne's Heaven's Punishment-class Reactor suddenly increased, shooting straight at the Artificial War Satellite like a drawn sword through the space torn open by the fortress ship.

"Prepare to board!"

Nimrod gave the order, Lucius gripped the hilt of his sword with excitement; he was actually able to fight alongside the Primarch.

[I had the opportunity to witness Lord Nimrod's swordsmanship.]

Squads of black-armored Warriors marched toward the flight deck from various points on the upper deck.

Unlike in the past, there was not only Honor Guard, but also 3,300 Dark Angels with winged swords painted on their chests.

The Drop Pod pods rained down on the Artificial War Satellite. Nimrod stepped onto the ground and immediately saw Lucius swiftly rushing towards a Xenos Overlord.

As he ran, he raised his Bolt Pistol and fired a series of explosive rounds at his target who was dodging his final battle.

The Xenos Bat Wings fluttered, and in an instant it spun and rose a hundred meters.

But every bullet Lucius fired hit its target with pinpoint accuracy. Although he devoted himself to practicing swordsmanship, his innate marksmanship annoyed the other Emperor's Children.

Before he could even swing his sword, the Xenos Overlord's personal energy shield shattered with a bang, only to be torn apart by a series of explosive bombs.

Lucius tucked the Bolt Pistol back into his waistband and charged headlong at the Xenos Overlord, unleashing a storm of slashes and stabs.

He switched between wielding the sword with one hand and two hands at will, sometimes swinging it like a stick with one hand, and sometimes wielding it with both hands like a broadsword to slash.

Amidst the dazzling light, he savored every vibration and crack of the sword's edge.

With a series of dazzling explosions, Lucius earned his first melee score. He licked his lips excitedly and charged toward his next target.

Nimrod stepped forward, raised his powered gloves, and simultaneously mounted a dual-mounted Bolter and the Plasma Gun gifted by Perturabo, roaring as he did so.

A dazzling beam of light shot out, tearing through the Xenos Overlord's shield, followed by a barrage of explosives that shredded it.

He kept walking, his gaze sweeping over Akurduana.

The two sharp blades wrapped in silk sheaths on his legs were drawn simultaneously.

Timur's Timur woven gold grip, a slightly curved blade, and a hilt shaped like a stallion's head with a wisp of black horsehair tassel.

Athena is longer, with a straight blade and a narrow cross-shaped hilt. Abstract ancient Greece runes shimmer on its thin blade.

Both Bone-Carving Saber were forged by a master blacksmith of Old Terra using unique rituals and alchemical techniques.

Owning one sword is the highest honor a swordsman can have in the legion, but he owns two, and no one questions his status.

Akurduana charged into the midst of the four Overlords like lightning, his twin swords whirling like windmills.

The Overlord roared and brandished his blade-like limbs, launching an attack on Akurduana simultaneously like eight swordsmen.

Akurduana calmly treads, parries, and attacks.

He had long been adept at moving among enemies, and no one had ever been able to leave a wound on him.

The blade spun rapidly like a whirlwind, dazzling even Zahariel.

He is stronger than the Legion's First Swordsman Calth Wayne.

Zahariel examined himself and realized that he could never have been so swift without opening his "Terror Vision."

Akurduana, like a dancer, unleashed a series of attacks with his twin swords.

The personal energy shields of the Overlords crackled, yet not a single one of their attacks grazed the magnificent armor.

Timur thrust straight into the body of the Overlord, followed by Athena.

Akurduana strode forward, and the four Overlords behind him fell almost simultaneously.