World Eaters Captain Mago: Shadow of Order is Lucky

With a Primarch like Lord Nimrod

937.M30.

Among the World Eaters' fleet, the order was given.

On every command dais of the Twelfth Legion, a countdown began—glaring, and hated by the World Eaters: thirty-one hours.

Since the return of their Primarch, Angron, thirty-one had become the number of death.

The Primarch had taken the standard hours corresponding to a day on his homeworld as an iron standard: every planet's conquest had to be completed within thirty-one hours.

Even for the Astartes, conquering a planet in thirty-one hours was far too tight.

Aboard the Hound's Tooth, Mago, captain of the 18th Company, strode across the hangar deck. The Unbroken had already finished assembling.

Back when the World Eaters were still the War Hounds, the warriors of the 18th Company had already been called The Unbroken within the Legion.

Since its founding, even in the fiercest battles, the warriors of the 18th Company had never broken.

Tempered in blood and fire, the company's warriors had weathered crisis after crisis.

Mago strode to the front of three squads made up of elite veterans and roared.

"Genna once submitted to the embrace of the Imperium of Man."

Genna's Imperial designation was 93-15.

"But it has chosen betrayal again, and that makes it no different from any world that refuses obedience."

When news of Genna's betrayal arrived, Chief Apothecary Galan Surak proposed to the Primarch Angron that they respond at once.

He had consulted the planetary logs and discovered that the Gennans' bionic operating techniques could help him complete his research data on the Butcher's Nails.

Angron immediately gave the order to set out and suppress the rebellion.

The Eighth Company Captain Kharn, the senior commander who understood the Primarch Angron best, pointed out to them:

"This is our chance."

"Once we have the Butcher's