War Master! The Ship to the Interes Federation Is Ready!

That was countless years ago, when humanity was still in a primitive and ignorant age.

After humans scattered across the world in search of prey, they made a great leap forward.

For the first time, their slash-and-burn agriculture yielded a surplus.

Not only is it more than enough to feed everyone in the tribe, but if they continue to plant in the same way in the future, they will never have to worry about food again!

Just as when they first discovered the existence of fire, humans excitedly scooped up the surplus grain.

This is a wide river valley area, with everything you need, from water sources to fertile soil that can grow large-grained food.

In the future, they will live a peaceful life forever, no longer needing to worry about not having enough to eat.

The tribe's inhabitants began to cheer.

From then on, humans could live carefree and without worry, and they would have nothing to worry about!

They will never feel hungry again!

But things are not as simple as everyone imagines.

Just as they were about to obtain eternal sustenance, one of the tribe members stabbed another with a sharpened stone.

Murder.

It wasn't for reasons of survival, but simply for personal gain; the selfish desire to possess everything drove him to wield crude fishing and hunting tools against his fellow countrymen.

The ultimate victor enjoyed it all, from the fertile soil of the valley to the surplus grain that no one in the tribe dared to compete with him for.

All material possessions belong to the victors in human hunting.

After becoming the king of beasts, humans turned to hunting each other for the first time.

Thus, the human demon [Draconian] came into being.

This is not the first time it has happened, nor will it be the last; rather, it is a recurring cycle of countless similar tragedies.

Everything in the future will forever be subject to the disputes and suspicions over excess "real-world sustenance," and the faith and belief in a greater "spiritual sustenance."

Perhaps it was out of fear that the other party would strike first, or perhaps it was because they were confident that they could destroy the other party.

Since then, humanity has never been free from endless conflict.

From the ancient Stone Age to the moment when mankind set foot among the stars of the Milky Way.

Stones, bronze, iron spears, crossbows, muskets, cannons, machine guns, ice axes, nuclear bombs, and Cyclone Torpedo.

Even when people know that there is no right or wrong between them, they will still try every possible means to ensure the destruction of the other party, rather than their own.

The struggle that arises from this will never end from the moment humanity finally perishes.

[Draconian], the demonic sword that could swear the end of humanity.

It is both the ancient echo of the first murder and the harbinger of humanity's self-destruction.

Only the future Great Guardian, the Hundred-Victorious General, the Great Imperium Warmaster Izekiel Abaddon, can restrain its power at the cost of his own life as the seal.

As for now

Humanity will continue to shed blood across the countryside in their struggles.

Clang!

A violent tremor, accompanied by a noticeable shaking, occurred in all the cabins of the Pride of the Emperor.

The scenes that kept appearing and disappearing in Kasgar's mind, so real that they were like a lucid dream, completely vanished at this moment, turning into the golden cabin inside the Pride of the Emperor.

"It's finally over."

Emerging from the perspective of those frenzied primitives engaged in battle, Kasgar felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

Warp is always unpleasant, especially after you've done it many times.

In Kasgar's perception, the illusions gradually become more and more real, even similar to Curze's situation, as if he himself has no way to dispel them.

—Or perhaps it's because he simply hasn't had enough rest these Kasgar few days.

After Fulgrim became the Warmaster, Kasgar, after a considerable period of contemplation, began to eliminate all the potential pitfalls that the Warmaster might encounter in the future.

First, all the Chaos influences must be expelled!

To avoid the impending Horus Heresy, we must first eliminate as many possible Chaos influences as possible.

This operation was Kasgar's first objective—

The Federation of Kings, Interes.

This is a human federation with almost the best government in the Warhammer universe—its inhabitants not only know of the existence of Chaos, but also have collectively chosen to stand up against Chaos.

They united as one, working together to fight against the invasion of the Chaos forces.

This is far superior to that big, golden guy who only knew how to hide his encounter with Warp Daemon, which ultimately led to everything exploding.

After the initial contact, the Imperium of Man is about to establish relations with the Federation of Kings, and the other side is not in a completely delusional state.

If a formal diplomatic alliance had been established, and with sufficient knowledge of the Warp, neither Horus nor Abaddon would have fallen into the trap of Chaos and sent the comatose Warmaster to some unknown temple of Davin for even more unknown treatment.

Unfortunately, all the good things don't happen.

Just as the two sides were about to establish formal diplomatic relations, a person named Erebus was born and stole the Chaos Artifact [Nemesis Blade], which was under strict guard by the Interes Federation.

After discovering the theft of the artifact, the Interes Federation believed that the Imperium of Man had been corrupted by Chaos and decided to engage in a decisive battle with Horus, who had become Warmaster.

Under the overwhelming firepower of the Warmaster and the crushing combat strength of Astartes, Interes quickly entered the abyss of destruction.

Old Man Huang, look at the soldiers you've led!

As for the stolen Chaos Artifact, Nemesis Blade, which was later used by Governor Davin Wenxing to stab the Warmaster, it played a decisive role in the outbreak of the Horus Heresy.

Horus getting stabbed doesn't seem to have much of an impact, since he's already started wearing the Centaur gold ring all the time.

The problem is that the current Imperium Warmaster is Fulgrim.

This is why, several years earlier in the original timeline, when the title of Warmaster ultimately fell to Fulgrim, Kasgar had been commissioning Yriel, the leader of the Corsairs fleet, to travel throughout the universe to investigate the [Interes Federation], also known as the Federation of Federation of Kings.

Kasgar must seize the Nemesis Blade before everyone else, so that these two Chaos artifacts that can threaten Warmaster Fulgrim's personal safety can be completely destroyed!

Kasgar will not allow even the slightest deviation from that future where Chaos has been eliminated.

He must purify this dagger to determine its ultimate fate.

(The other item is Laerda)

As for now, I feel the shockwave from the warp jump I just made out of the Warp.

Clearly, they have arrived in this mysterious Interes Federation.

The Path of Triumph.

Walking along this path, the painting of the Pride of the Emperor Fulgrim, depicting the coronation of the Emperor, is located on the left side of the Path of Triumph, on the far right of the Emperor's Children Legion's many monuments of glory, signifying the latest honor the Sons of the Emperor have achieved on the Path of Triumph.

However, even after nearly two hundred years of fighting in the Great Crusade, these symbols of honor did not even account for one-tenth of the entire Path of Triumph.

Many more places await Fulgrim, the Warmaster, to conquer, and many more worlds will be saved by the Sons of the Emperor.

As the Great Crusade unfolds, everyone is filled with boundless hope for the future.

Even Kasgar.

He walked onto the main bridge located at the bow of the Pride of the Emperor.

"Helmsman, Navigator, report our current situation."

After sorting through his thoughts, Kasgar shouted as he awoke from a hazy dream.

After becoming Warmaster, Fulgrim had an exceptionally large number of Imperium affairs to handle, so it was Kasgar who decided to take over the responsibilities of the Legion's affairs so that she could have more time and energy to rest.

"Yes, a slight tremor occurred during the completion of the Warp. Currently, several ships in the fleet have sustained minor damage, and about a dozen crew members are experiencing severe hallucinations and Warp hallucinations."

This is an unavoidable situation in Warp travel—no matter how smooth the journey is, or how turbulent the Warp Storm the navigator's skills may have avoided.

However, when it eventually escapes Warp, some degree of erosion will inevitably occur.

Perhaps the Primarch and Astartes themselves have a certain amount of Warp power, so there's not too much to worry about, but the mortal crew members are in a much worse situation.

This spiritual and spiritual invasion and fusion with the Warp was so powerful that even Kasgar could not restore it to its original state.

We can only hope that Old Man Huang's holed up at home fixing the Webway, will hurry up.

"Treat them the same way. Take those crew members to the Apothecary for treatment, and—"

Before Kasgar could even finish his question, the alarms on the entire Pride of the Emperor suddenly went off.

"Behind us! Something is following us as we warp out of the Warp."

The Emperor's Children Fleet, positioned ahead of Mandeville Point, was on high alert: what could be warping through the Warp without any prior notice?!

"All crew members of the 28th Expeditionary Fleet, please be on alert."

"Prepare for battle!"

As the alarms blared across the ships of the Expeditionary Fleet, their cannons turned to point at the still-open breach behind them.

It's here!

Something is coming out of it!

That is

"Bro, I'm out!"

Kasgar heard the other party's excited Psychic Power communication through his ear.

As if showing off his Psychic Power, he sent a Psychic Power communication to his own prepared self while still unstable during the warp.

It was a crimson Gloriana-class Battleship adorned with Canoptek Scarabs patterns.

[Blazing Glory]

Kasgar: "."

Judging from the level of their Psychic Power usage, it's clear who's been secretly following them.

Why are you following me, Magnus, whom I absolutely must keep?

Kasgar had wanted to ask that question all along.

To be even more direct, order the Expeditionary Fleet to open fire immediately.

"Your Excellency Crimson King, why do you choose to follow our flagship and join our Great Crusade?"

However, his good manners prevented him from directly criticizing Magnus.

Magnus!

We need to quickly find a way to get rid of this guy.

The key point here is that we absolutely cannot tolerate the existence of such people who are more trouble than they are worth!

We are currently at a crucial moment in diplomatic negotiations with the Interes Federation, Kasgar is genuinely worried about letting this guy go along.

Because the Thousand Sons Legion had difficulty expanding its numbers, Magnus's tasks on the expedition were not heavy.

As a backup toilet plunger for the Golden Throne, the Emperor practically condoned Magnus's slacking off.

He's just a street urchin.

The fact that this legion, which spends its days searching for new knowledge throughout the galaxy, followed them to the Interes system without a word suggests that their purpose may be far more complex than Kasgar imagined.

"I am here."

How did Magnus catch up?

It's actually quite simple.

After Kasgar demonstrated the power of the powerful Centaur Spirit to Magnus in Prospero, Magnus gradually began to study this Warp Entity with its unique power.

It seems that creation can be continuously generated through people's faith, eventually forming a powerful spiritual entity in the spiritual world of the Empyrean.

After a period of repeated invocations and trials—actually not many, though the entity initially opposed Magnus's claims—he finally succeeded in summoning the Spirit of the Imperial Aquila in the real world!

[Gah! I am the Spirit of the Imperial Aquila!]

It was truly a highly effective Warp experiment.

Magnus exclaimed.

In their subsequent interactions, he also sensed the power of this Spirit of the Imperial Aquila —not only did the other party possess powerful Psychic Power energy and the ability to use magic that even Magnus himself did not understand, but it could also foresee the future and point him to the right path!

The Spirit of the Imperial Aquila is too powerful!

If his father were to see that he had created such a powerful Guardian Spirit for the Imperium using the power of the Warp, he would surely be delighted and praise Magnus's pioneering spirit!

Unfortunately, this matter could not be revealed to the Emperor.

The Spirit of the Two-Headed Eagle had communicated this to him, but seemed to have always wanted the Emperor and others to know of his existence.

Even now, it's the same.

Guided by the Imperial Two-Headed Eagle, his ship quickly caught up with the Pride of the Emperor in the Warp.

According to the Imperial Two-Headed Eagle, the Human Federation to which the Emperor's Children Legion are about to go possesses the knowledge that Magnus has been longing for, and he should go with them.

Of course, you must not reveal that the Spirit of the Imperial Aquila guided you here during your journey.

"It is the Centaur Spirit."

Magnus chuckled and said, "The great Golden Centaur Spirit that shines in the Warp guided me here to join you on the Great Crusade."

The Centaur Spirit?

Kasgar was somewhat skeptical.

Do you want the Centaur gold ring too? Do you play this game with your foster father Amon?

Kasgar felt a bit amused by his own anger.

But in truth, he really couldn't find a good way to refuse Magnus.

Both the Thousand Sons Legion Emperor's Children Legion are designed with diplomacy as their primary focus.

Their Psychic Power knowledge can indeed help negotiations proceed more smoothly.

Of course, this is just the normal situation.

Once Magnus, that idiot, appears, everything will head towards the worst possible outcome—that's Magnus's Law.

"Don't worry, brother."

"I assure you, I have come here only to this Federation, which has been isolated from the human world for countless years, to collect the knowledge that has been lost for so long."

Magnus was sincere in his communication.

It's hard to refuse.

Especially since Kasgar is not currently the Warmaster, but only acting as Warmaster.

"What happened, Kasgar?"

Finally, after waiting for what should not have been a long time, Fulgrim's voice rang out in the hall of the Pride of the Emperor.

After becoming the Imperium Warmaster, she, being a perfectionist, always wanted to do everything perfectly, which caused her to forget about sleep for a long time.

Or perhaps Kasgar some means to force Fulgrim to sleep and rest, and then dealt with the affairs of the Legion during this time before waiting for her to wake up.

She seemed to have slept for a long time.

Of course, it could also be because makeup takes longer.

Kasgar turned around and saw Fulgrim, who looked like a goddess of beauty descending to earth, smiling as she walked towards Kasgar.

Her already magnificent power armor underwent further improvements after she was promoted to Warmaster, thanks to the combined efforts of the Primarch blacksmiths. This made the armor even more elegant and luxurious, perfectly suited to her current status as Warmaster.

Coupled with her beautiful, star-like silver-white hair, her queen-like aura made Kasgar momentarily stunned.

"You've arrived."

Kasgar reluctantly told Fulgrim the whole story about Magnus's intention to get involved.

What do you think?

"I also find this matter a bit strange, but we have no reason to refuse him."

"Fulgrim whispered to Kasgar," he said.

It's quite plausible that the Centaur Spirit appeared and guided Magnus to follow them.

Because the Interes Federation itself is located in the Centaurus Constellation.

Centaur are looking for Centaur.

Reasonable.

"Moreover, I am now the Imperium Warmaster, and I must take care of every Primarch in the Great Crusade Force."

As Warmaster, she and her legion must become the absolute role models in the Great Crusade.

She couldn't afford to give the impression of disunity or excluding other Primarch.

"All right."

Seeing that Fulgrim was determined, Kasgar couldn't very well object.

Although he was filled with unease, he could only believe that Magnus would not cause any trouble.

"I will keep an eye on him."

"Haha, bro! It's been so long!!!"

After agreeing to the joint reorganization of the Expeditionary Fleet, Magnus quickly arrived at the Pride of the Emperor in a shuttle.

After he opened the large shuttle cabin door specially made for the Crimson King, two ornately decorated Thousand Sons Space Marine followed him down.

If I'm not mistaken, they are Amon and Ahriman, Magnus's right-hand men.

He bent down and excitedly hugged Kasgar, saying this.

Thankfully, he wasn't wearing his armor, otherwise Kasgar would have really been pierced through two holes.

"Didn't we just meet on Ullanor not long ago, Crimson King?"

"Hey, that wasn't really a formal meeting back then, my friend."

The Thousand Sons Legion is now able to reach a scale of over 100,000 people, all thanks to Kasgar's consistent assistance.

Magnus always felt grateful to Kasgar for rescuing the Thousand Sons Legion from their predicament.

On the other hand, whether Kasgar wants Magnus's gratitude is another matter entirely.

"And Fulgrim, oh, Your Majesty the Great Warmaster, how have you been?"

"It's not good enough. The honor and power of the Warmaster require me to be more perfect. I've tried many things, but I've never been able to achieve the effect I want."

"Maybe you're just being too hard on yourself, sister."

Magnus was still lively, with a touch of narcissism.

If he hadn't messed everything up, Kasgar might have actually let her guard down and become his friend.

But now? No way!

"Report!"

As the Primarch exchanged pleasantries, an urgent report came from behind Kasgar: "Our communications with the Interes Federation have been received. They are also surprised that humanity has been able to reunite into a great Imperium."

"After receiving the communication, the other party is willing to come to our flagship to conduct peace negotiations and discuss the diplomatic details between the Interes Federation and the Imperium of Man."

"Interes!"

Magnus laughed heartily upon seeing this, "A civilization that has been lost in the universe for so many years, yet still developed to such an advanced level!"

"Just think about it, brothers and sisters, how many books and knowledge are waiting for us to discover?"

"And clearly, what you need is a knowledgeable diplomatic expert—"

He confidently bowed to Fulgrim and Kasgar.

Actually, it's not necessary.

Fulgrim is an expert in negotiation and diplomacy; otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to reclaim so many worlds so decisively since the time of Chemos.

During the two-hundred-year Great Crusade, Kasgar distilled only one code of conduct for Magnus.

Doing the opposite of what he says is always the right thing to do.

The Sons of the Emperor will conduct diplomatic negotiations first, while Magnus tells him to wait in his flagship for the time being.

It wouldn't be too late to engage in deeper exchanges on combating Chaos once an agreement is reached between the two sides and mutual trust is established between the Imperium of Man and the Interes Federation.

The best course of action now is to secretly hide Magnus.

If this guy gets really bored, find him some lost books from Interes to read and let him play by himself.

This was the only solution Kasgar had for dealing with Magnus.

"Hopefully this will actually work."

Kasgar prayed helplessly in his heart.

The first meeting between the Imperium of Man and the Interes Federation was formal and cautious.

The envoys from Interes boarded the Pride of the Emperor, escorted by musicians and soldiers.

The Interes Federation often brings background music into the venue, which is hard for people to get used to.

Sometimes they are deafening, echoing through the sky. Other times they are just quiet whispers, emitting a faint, trembling sound that lingers in the air like a lingering melody.

The Interes Federation calls it an aria, which is their basic means of communication.

Immediately afterwards, fifty soldiers, led by officers, disembarked from the space shuttle.

Their height rivaled that of the Astartes, and they were clad entirely in gleaming silver and emerald green metallic armor, with scarlet camouflage rank insignia pinned to their chests. The armor itself was meticulously designed, as ornate and beautiful as that of Sons of the Emperor, clinging tightly to the warriors' bodies.

But it's not as heavy as the armor of Astartes.

This beautiful, delicate armor reminded Kasgar of the Eldar's equipment.

Following these slender soldiers were some more robust, heavily armored cavalry.

There were twenty of them in total.

He carried a recurve bow made of black metal on his back, and a bundle of long firewood and arrows was tied to his right leg.

As an interstellar civilization, their weapons were the most basic bows and arrows, which inevitably attracted the attention and whispers of the Sons of the Emperor.

(To be honest, you guys who just slash each other with swords aren't much better off, are you?)

Beside the procession were five slender, silver, four-legged mechanical creatures, decorated with intricate and elegant patterns, resembling Old Terra Terran horses, only without heads and necks.

Mechanical Centaur mount.

When Kasgar thought of the Federation above the mysterious Centaurus Constellation, he couldn't help but recall the mysterious Golden Centaur who had often saved him from trouble.

Then I recalled Magnus's words, that the Centaur Spirit had guided them to this place.

Could there really be some connection between them?

As Federation personnel gradually arrived at Pride of the Emperor aboard space shuttles, one of the flagship's boarding decks was already prepared for the formal meeting.

Countless bright and beautiful Imperium flags hung from the magnificent vault designed by Fulgrim himself, and the entire First Company, fully armed, formed an honor guard and lined up neatly on both sides to welcome the Federation's envoys.

At the end of the neatly arranged honor guard, Fulgrim and Kasgar beside her waited.

Facing the Federation envoys who were striding forward, Fulgrim raised the Warmaster's cloak behind him and gave an Aquila Salute.

"On behalf of the beloved King of Mankind, and in the name of the Terra Imperium, I extend my greetings to your esteemed nation."

"On behalf of the Federation of Kings, I accept your greetings and express my gratitude."

Although many years have passed, the language used by the two sides to communicate seems to have remained largely unchanged, except for some variations in syllables.

"Excuse my intrusion," the messenger said, "Are you from Terra?"

"That's exactly right."

"Old Terra, the planet known as Earth?"

"Exactly," Fulgrim said with a smile, his eyes radiating confidence.

"We sail among the stars," she continued, "In search of loved ones lost long ago."

The Blazing Glory.

Somewhat anxiously, Magnus flipped through one book after another that he already knew by heart in his study on his flagship.

At this moment, on the Pride of the Emperor, the Imperium of Man and the Federation of Kings are conducting diplomatic negotiations.

Magnus wanted to help the new Warmaster Fulgrim, but it seemed their areas of advantage overlapped somewhat—the other was also a diplomatically specialized Space Marine legion.

Is there anything else they can do to help each other?

The well-meaning Magnus is once again preparing to do something bad with good intentions.

"Has our Spirit of the Imperial Aquila given us any instructions?"