Full Takeover, Rescue Operation

"..."

Sui Meng's gaze pierced through the observation window, fixed on the apocalyptic scene ahead.

In his field of vision, the countless Blood Moons that symbolized calamity were slowly yet irresistibly drawing together, gathering into formation. At last, their projection focal points, brimming with malice, were cast directly upon this star system.

An invisible, scalp-tingling pressure swept across the entire bridge like a tide.

At that moment, without a single word being spoken, a signal echoed clearly within everyone's soul:

Everything before this might have been nothing more than an insignificant test and prelude.

It seemed that the true life-or-death struggle between the Imperial Warriors Legion and this unknown calamity was only now pulling back its blood-red curtain...

"Father, the Intelligence Department did mention that this universe contained a great number of Blood Moons, but this situation... has clearly exceeded our expectations."

A deep, magnetic voice rang out across the somewhat stifling bridge.

The speaker was a giant clad in a unique model of Terminator Armor engraved with Legion insignia. He stood even taller than an ordinary Astartes, reaching a staggering height of over three meters.

This "giant" was one of Sui Meng's most trusted adjutants, as well as the commander of the Primarch Guard.

At that moment, the adjutant's gaze beneath his helmet was also fixed through the observation window on the crimson celestial mass that had nearly swallowed the entire starry sky. There was an almost imperceptible gravity in his voice.

As the offspring of a Primarch, the Astartes were accustomed to addressing their Primarch as "Father." The title carried boundless reverence and loyalty born of shared blood.

The adjutant turned sideways to face Sui Meng, who stood like a mountain, and continued his analysis in a deep voice:

"It was likely awakened by those fanatics from the