Omega, You Not Only Supported Me Becoming Warmaster, But Also Helped

I created the Alpha Identification Orb.

On the Shadow of the Throne, Rosicky Czech stands outside the helipad prepared for the Alpha Group, holding a turquoise spherical metal object in his left hand.

At the heart of this Mystical Item, crafted by the "Mechanic Expert" himself, lies a drop of blood that shimmers like a ruby, originating from the Primarch Omega.

He activated his Spirit Sight and stared inside the metal sphere. Centered on the blood, there were nine "Little Snake" containing blurry red lines.

Their outer skin is derived from Omega skin tissue, and the bloodline is a strand of Omega blood, drifting aimlessly.

The "Mechanic Expert's" focus returned to the exterior of the metal sphere, with its layers upon layers of runes, each one personally inscribed by him.

Suddenly, he heard the sound of a metal player from the helipad.

"Ready! Ready!"

"The Alpha Aquila Shuttle of the Alpha Legion have arrived. Pay homage to Primarch Omega..."

Accompanied by a rousing notification sound, the ruby blood inside the metal sphere in Rosicky's hand trembled slightly, turning a deep crimson like blood.

Five "Little Snake" suddenly sprang up and simultaneously crashed into the metal casing in the same direction, causing runes to jump up one after another.

Rosicky stared at the five gleaming runes located in the same area.

He quickly looked up and confirmed that the rune was pointing towards the deck of the helipad.

Rosicky saw the distance indicator on the tarmac, which showed 20 kilometers.

[Including my distance from the landing zone, the maximum effective detection range is 20.2 kilometers.]

Rosicky examined the azure metal sphere again, the emerald green runes inscribed upon it growing brighter and brighter.

[The closer the distance, the brighter the light.]

The servo arm behind him moved rapidly, precisely recording the brightness of the runes on the Data Slate in his right hand.

On the monitor on the helipad, when the distance to the jump reached 100 meters, Rosicky retracted the servo arm, turned around, and left.

The Primarch's Attendants, who had arrived, exchanged nods with the Lord of the Forge. The Knowledge Keeper lingered for a moment on the gleaming metal sphere before continuing onward.

At the same moment, Robert Guilliman, in high spirits, entered Nimrod's palace before Omega and Lion El'Jonson.

Fighting alongside Nimrod, a key figure among the Dreadnoughts Brothers, filled him with anticipation for the Thramas' campaign to Purification the Xenos.

[Hmm?] Guilliman frowned slightly. The Obsidian, defying the laws of mechanics, tilted erratically, supporting what looked like a damaged dome.

The twelve flags of each Chapter were arranged asymmetrically, with three on the left, four on the right, and five in the center.

Guilliman surveyed his surroundings, and the scene of calculation, which completely defied the Fibonacci sequence, made him feel somewhat uneasy.

As a seasoned politician, Guilliman quickly concealed the subtle expressions that betrayed his slight discomfort.

He had long heard that Nimrod, in addition to his fondness for all sorts of strange things, also liked asymmetrical and disordered architectural styles.

The Shadow Keep Fortress-Monastery of "Shadow of Order," is one of the most unique buildings in the Imperium. It is said that outsiders are affected by some kind of supernatural force and become lost within it.

"Guilliman, welcome."

"Father."

"Nimrod, it's a pleasure to fight alongside you."

After greeting Nimrod, who had given him a warm welcome, Guilliman turned his gaze to Glenn Worsotto, who was standing next to Nimrod, and nodded slightly.

You did a good job.

When Worsotto heard Guilliman's affirmation for the first time, he was filled with mixed emotions.

Guilliman had always disliked Terran-born, and the first time he affirmed himself was because of his performance in following Lord Nimrod.

He earned honor for the Ultramarines in this war, all thanks to Lord Nimrod's trust.

Worsotto lowered his head and walked behind Guilliman, his gaze sweeping over Marius Gage.

My father will never trust me or any of the other Terran-born.

My decision to pledge allegiance to Lord Nimrod was correct; only he would give me this opportunity.

I must secure support for myself, and for the Terran-born of the First and 22nd Chapter, or we will forever remain mere tools for carrying out Exterminatus.

He raised his head and, along with Gage, walked to the seats on either side of Guilliman and sat down.

After Nimrod spoke with Guilliman for a short while, Omega and Lion arrived one after the other.

Lion remained expressionless as he looked at Ulian Bendregg, who was being greeted by Nimrod.

The moment their eyes met, Ulian instinctively looked away.

Lion's gaze was sharp as a knife, lingering on Ulian for a moment before he walked to the spot reserved for him.

Ulian followed and sat down between Chief Swordsman Calth Wayne and Chaplain Nemiel and others.

The war council then began, with Guilliman speaking first.

"Based on the intelligence gathered by 'Shadow of Order' in its battles with the Xenos and by 'Alpha's' infiltration, I have formulated a battle plan."

"First, the Combined Fleet, with its overwhelming naval superiority, will tear open the gateway to Thramas, and the specific plan is..."

Gage, following the Primarch's narration, connected the Data Slate to the Cogitator.

A star chart Flash Step, numbers scroll.

Worsotto looked at Gage, who was clearly involved in the planning of the battle.

It was always the same, and he was never allowed to participate.

Thinking back to how he had been involved in the formulation of the battle plan since meeting Lord Nimrod, Worsotto became even more determined in his choice.

Guilliman explained his plan in detail, including the fleet deployment arrangements, the operational areas of each fleet, and logistical support.

"Afterwards, launch the amphibious landing operation."

According to Imperium documents, Thramas was a predominantly mountainous world before it was conquered by the Xenos.

"The Xenos will definitely use the terrain to build Fortress, and orbital bombardment won't be very effective. We must..."

Just as Gage displayed the holographic star map of the Imperium's data, with mountains categorized and marked, the silent Lion suddenly spoke.

"Etc."

"Give us a ground operations plan once we reach Thramas orbit."

"The Xenos have occupied that place for a long time, and the Thramas are no longer what they used to be."

Guilliman looked at Lion, "The battle plan should still be formulated in advance and adjusted according to the situation."

Nimrod observed the clash of ideologies between Guilliman, who was accustomed to handling multiple tasks simultaneously, and Lion, who focused on only one thing at a time.

He had anticipated this, and spoke up.

"Guilliman, you've devised a plan beforehand: once you arrive in the Thramas system, Alpha will infiltrate and gather intelligence."

Nimrod looked at Omega, pulling the previously silent man into his conversation.

After Omega nodded in agreement, he continued.

"After obtaining the scan results, we will finalize the decisive battle plan."

"Okay." Guilliman and Omega agreed, and Lion nodded silently.

The three Primarch rose simultaneously, with Lion taking the lead and walking away alone.

Guilliman was about to speak to Nimrod when Omega spoke first.

"Nimrod, I have something to talk to you about."

After Guilliman nodded to Nimrod, he left with Gage, Worsotto, and the others.

Twenty minutes later, in the Primarch's private reception room.

Omega entered the room and chose the third seat on the right from the asymmetrical seating arrangement of five on the left and six on the right.

After drinking the finest black tea from the Cradle of the Sea, he began to speak.

"Nimrod, I want to thank you again; you saved me from the clutches of the evil Xenos."

"Welcome back," Nimrod put down his black teacup and looked at Omega with a scrutinizing gaze. "You should be adapting very well."

"I am aware of the current state of the Imperium, including all my brothers." Omega's gaze was profound.

"I think you already know that our father, the Emperor, intends to leave the front lines."

He will appoint a Warmaster to continue leading the Great Crusade.

"Horus, Lion, Ferrus have all taken action, and Guilliman's conquest has accelerated."

Omega was taken aback for a moment when he saw that Nimrod still had a smile on his face and hadn't changed at all, before continuing.

"I will support you in becoming Warmaster."

"Not just because you rescued me, but also because we both value information."

[And the Royal Court you've built has many secrets.] When Omega and Alpharius communicated, they reached a consensus that only the "Dark Angels" and the "Shadow of Order" shared a similar attitude towards information and secrets.

Guilliman is the least suitable candidate for the role of Warmaster, followed by Ferrus and Perturabo.

They are skilled at calculation, but they don't respect their secrets like Nimrod does.

Hiding secrets is too costly; they would lose many intelligence personnel.

"You also mediated the conflict between the brothers, allowing us to fight together using the cultural methods of our respective legions."

Omega explained why the two brothers ultimately chose between Lion and Nimrod.

"I have no interest in the position of Warmaster. I will follow the Emperor's choice and obey the orders of the one appointed Warmaster."

Nimrod waited until Omega finished speaking before immediately refusing.

Even though Alpharius has followed the Old Man in Yellow the longest, he still doesn't know him well enough. How could the Warmaster be chosen by "voting"? Whoever he chooses is whoever he chooses.

However, if it really comes down to a choice, who would I support...?

Nimrod examined all the possible candidates with great interest.

First, eliminate three people: Lion, Ferrus, and Guilliman.

They were all outstanding military strategists, perfectly capable of serving as Warmaster and leading various Expeditionary Fleet to victory.

Guilliman's only problem was that, now that he was in that position, it was much harder to hide the Legion's secrets in his reports; he was the type to read every report, even the appendices and logs, in detail whenever he had the time.

Nimrod thought of the "Battle of Gardinal" launched by Ferrus to win the position of Warmaster, but ultimately realized that he was not suitable for it.

Ferrus will calculate all factors and ultimately make the most "rational" choice.

But this was too cruel to the other legions; he used Guilliman's sons as cannon fodder without considering the lives of millions of Auxilia.

Even without the Battle of Gardinal, there would have been other battles, Ferrus would have quickly realized that he was not suited to be a Warmaster.

Although Ferrus had a friendly relationship with Nimrod, he would not support a cruel person as a Warmaster, and he would never allow his sons to be used as cannon fodder.

[Lion's problem is even bigger. In my memory, I might support him from ten thousand years in the future, but it's completely impossible now.]

Arrogance was irrelevant; to win, he disregarded all costs and sacrifices, not only towards other legions but also towards most of his own.

He can't even manage his relationship with his own children, let alone Luther, Zahariel, and most of the Terran-born. The flying headbutt that sent Nemiel's head flying was just a symptom...

Nimrod examined the three people who did not support him and made his own judgment.

Guilliman's words are just a bit more troublesome.

With Ferrus and Lion as Warmaster, and without the Four Ruinous Powers involved, many Primarch would rebel; at least I cannot accept them as leaders.

Hmm... Fulgrim would support Ferrus, but as for Lion... besides Perturabo, who else would support him?

Nimrod then thought of the remaining two people, Horus and Sanguinius.

They are all fine; they won't affect my career development.

Regardless of any premonitions, Horus's achievements and attitude towards other Primarch make him the most suitable candidate.

The Old Man in Yellow's choice wasn't wrong; he was simply corrupted by the Four Ruinous Powers in the end.

Nimrod gathered his thoughts and spoke to the puzzled Omega.

"I would prefer to obtain intelligence support from Alpha."

Alpha is adept at infiltration and has trained a large number of agents in various parts of the world.

Ignoring Psionic Energy acquisition and the divination of "Shadow of Order," Alpha is the leader in obtaining intelligence through conventional means.

Omega paused for a moment, realizing that information and secrets were more valuable than the Warmaster.

"Okay." He agreed first, deciding to discuss the scope of intelligence provision with Alpharius later.

At the same time that Omega's Aquila Shuttle took off, in the Primarch's office.

Nimrod instructed Arsena Dunn, "Omega has agreed to provide us with intelligence, but we cannot completely trust him."

"Every intelligence report must be reviewed by your entourage, and you will make the final approval."

"Yes, my lord," Rosicky replied after the "Knowledge Keeper" answered.

"My lord, I am conducting the first test on the item used to detect Alpha."

He displayed the metal sphere to Nimrod.

"Test successful. Alpha can be detected at a range of..."

Nimrod nodded slightly, thinking to himself.

Omega, you not only supported me in becoming the Warmaster, but also helped me create the Alpha Detection Ball.

Even though you don't know it, it's still a way of showing gratitude.

"Continue the research and conduct the next round of trials in Thramas."

Considering that Rosicky's ability to create extraordinary items would further improve with each advancement in Sequence, and that Alpha would only be able to infiltrate the legions on a large scale after being persuaded to rebel by the Cabal, he decided not to create all the identification orbs at once.

His plan was to produce thirteen pills before the Great Birthday Celebration began, distribute them among the twelve Chapter, and keep one for his flagship.