Timely Rain Huron

Even if the Milky Way were to vanish and the universe were to collapse, three mouths would remain in the void.

One shouts that it's all part of the plan, another shouts that I am Rogal Dorn, while the hardest and yellowest one will endlessly mutter that I Am Not a God.

Was the Emperor a god? He was indeed not a god, but he was not a human either. He was far removed from being a god and not close to being a human either; he could only be considered God-Human.

Every Primarch has personality flaws, most of which are inherited from the Emperor, a Psychic Power primitive from the Lesser Asia Region of Old Terra.

Since the father is more anthropomorphic, then the only way to describe Eldar, the biological mother, is through social and economic comparison.

Perhaps this is the worst time the term "marrying someone of equal social standing" has been vilified. Compared to that despicable Yellow Skins, Mordred could deduce from the very few existing clues that Eldar was even better. Mom might be disdainful, but she's crazy!

These two crazy people together are just unbelievable; even a dog would be more human-like than these two lunatics.

If you were to list them all, there wouldn't be a single normal person in this imperial family. The Emperor is a scoundrel, Eldar of the two good uncles, Valdor is a battle maniac, which has led the Emperor to tell him to study hard and cultivate his character instead of always thinking about killing people.

Malcador, one of the two, isn't much better. Don't let its Sleeping Dragon appearance fool you; it's far inferior to Zhuge Liang. Even though Liu Shan, whom Zhuge Liang nurtured, was weak, he was still much better than Alpharius, that eccentric little dwarf.

Looking at the characters from top to bottom, Female Astartes, who is modeled after the court physician, is the most human-like, but she died young.

Although he's an Emperor, he likes to be a riddle teller and always mutters strange things like "30 -Gold Ring" and "Sagittarius, I love you," like a pair of star-crossed lovers.

However, compared to his Morality character, educational philosophy, and conduct, his strategic vision was absolutely first-rate. He managed to seize a glimmer of hope and pull humanity back from the brink of complete decline 10,000 years ago.

More than one Primarch opposed the Emperor's relentless military campaigns and the utterly insane Great Crusade.

People didn't understand why the Emperor was in such a hurry. Couldn't he have slowed down, managed and restored the conquered territories, and advanced gradually? But now people understand!

If they hadn't taken a desperate gamble and used the window of opportunity in the Warp after the birth of Slaanesh to defeat all the monsters and demons, the Empire would have been gone long ago over the past ten thousand years.

The Xenos and even warlords encountered Great Crusade were all heavyweights.

The Hrud used entropy energy weapons, launched 6000-degree High Temperature energy bombs, possessed spaceships 30 kilometers in size, and could turn a star into a red giant within minutes, nearly destroying the Iron Warriors.

With three or more heads, one can suppress the Primarch, launch Warp fragment to cause devastating damage, and use psychic powers to enslave creatures from one world after another. This is likely Khrave madman from the War in Heaven.

The Mitu Conglomerate, which expanded across multiple star systems and possessed advanced biomechanical equipment, was ultimately Scorched Earth by the Son of the Emperor, the Iron Hands Salamanders, and hundreds of Solar Auxilia Exterminatus through a scorched-earth policy.

The Randan Empire utterly destroyed 19 habitable star systems, annihilated dozens of the Titan Legion, deployed over 300,000 Space Marine, and saw five Primarchs enter the fray, breaking through the Misty Sector and penetrating deep into the edge of the Sol Sector. In the end, even the Emperor led a Void Dragon into the Randan Empire.

There are also the Space Wormmen ability to fight behind enemy lines surpasses that of Alpharius, Saha-Dune Sharkmen have been locked in a 100-year struggle with the Space Wolves Great Crusade.

The Osiris Eldar entirely composed of elemental beings, instantly wiped out a quarter of the Ultramarines' fleet, killing 6,500 Ultramarines, and the Ulano Empire, the first to invade the Sol Sector and nearly strangle the Emperor.

Of course, the Beast that almost strangled the Emperor is largely fabricated; it's a crude farce staged by the weasel to promote its eldest son Horus as Warmaster, completely Yellow Skins.

However, it is undeniable that any one of these Xenos forces possesses both numerical value and sophisticated mechanisms, though their scale is not as large as the empire of that time. Otherwise, it would be uncertain who would have the last laugh. And this does not even include those monsters and demons that were deleted from the data.

Putting aside other things, even a legion like Atlas, which specializes in logistics, has used Exterminatus more than once to destroy certain terrifying Xenos that absolutely could not survive.

Mordred still remembers a type of Xenos that looked remarkably like a human, including beastmen, talking the Beast, and all sorts of other strange creatures.

I initially thought it was nothing, since they looked like humans, but they weren't human at all. They were humanoid creatures composed of a special gas, similar to hydrogen.

Especially the native chieftain of that world, who arrogantly called himself a god-king or something, tried to blast our Steel Battleship apart with a Trident, and issued an Exterminatus that set the world ablaze.

The Great Crusade was like a sieve; it wiped out all the terrifying Xenos that could be eliminated, and crippled those that couldn't be eliminated. Otherwise, the Tau wouldn't have been able to develop.

But this isn't absolute, for example, right now.

Mordred crushed the strange creature before him with a single stomp. The solid, thick chitinous carapace clanged as bullets struck it, leaving Mordred even more puzzled.

This world is strange, or rather, this world is alive. It has a very low-budget version of Catachan, but without Catachan's strength. Instead, it has given birth to a blue-skinned creature Navi.

This creature wasn't particularly strong, but it could manipulate the planet's native the Beast through some kind of biological neural connection, and everyone on it Psyker. Perhaps that's why it wiped out a human colony.

Mordred grabbed a blue-skinned Xenos that was howling incessantly. He looked at the blood-red cross on the Xenos's face and sensed some kind of Warp contamination.

Emerald green flames rose, instantly burning the pathetic Xenos leader to ashes.

Looking up at the sky, Mordred glanced at the floating islands suspended in the air, especially lingering for a moment on those dark blue crystals, and finally abandoned his plan to issue the Exterminatus.

The environment in this world is quite good. Although there was a bit of a Warp virus outbreak, it can be seamlessly transformed into Garden of Nurgle world with a little modification.

The only unpleasant thing is that the World Soul not only refused to surrender, but also launched a beast tide to attack Atlas. But the key point is that your beast tide is not Tyran, and it has not evolved bio-armor that can withstand explosive bombs.

Because the battle lines were stretched too thin and the Expeditionary Force was advancing too fast, it had become disconnected from the logistical support units, forcing Mordred to find his own way out and start fighting in the wild.

The Third Expeditionary Force comprised a total of 13 fleets. Mordred led the First Fleet, which directly collided with an Ork Empire.

After burning all the Orks mushrooms to death, the First Fleet encountered the Tyranid, the Chaos Fleet, Aeldari Corsair, a group of Necron who had completely lost their minds, and even a Star God Fragment. The Mordred were dumbfounded. They had traveled this route countless times, and it had become such a mess in just ten thousand years.

But there was no other way; since we were already here, we had no choice but to fight.

Due to the sudden surge in combat intensity, the First Fleet's supplies were rapidly depleted, and its original heavy firepower coverage was no longer effective. It could only fight, retreat, and hunt in the wild. In the end, even Mordred had to be sent into battle.

The good news is that the other 12 fleets have all progressed smoothly, recapturing important worlds within their target areas and firmly establishing a foothold in this kidney region. The fastest fleet, the Fourth Fleet, has even reached the Maelstrom.

However, the First Fleet, where Mordred was stationed, was plagued by Xenos. They encountered Warp storm, and were even nearly wiped out by a supernova explosion.

This has left Atlas, who are most adept at using war to sustain war, running out of ammunition and supplies, and forced them to come to this barbaric world to replenish their resources.

Mordred already knew the reason, but he was stubborn and refused to admit it.

The reason for this is that there was a Chapter assigned to the First Fleet – the Sons of Baal.

Before setting off, the expedition commander began to select his troops. After they had all been chosen, only this group of unwanted orphans remained in the square.

Thinking that things couldn't get any worse, Mordred accepted them all and added the Cryers to her fleet.

However, this was only the beginning of the disaster. Mordred hadn't had a moment's rest in the past few months. He had even changed his original plan to beat Sisyphus twice a day to once every two days, and now he only beat him once a week.

"I was so stupid. I shouldn't have been so stubborn. Even I can't control these Sons of Baal. We absolutely can't let them stay in my fleet. We have to send them out."

Thinking of this, Mordred immediately summoned his second Dog's Leg, Sammael, and ordered him to send the Sons of Baal back to Holy Terra. They've only been here four months and they're already in this state; if they stay any longer, we'll all starve.

Perhaps there was some truth to it, because as the Sons of Baal reluctantly left the First Fleet, everything suddenly started to get better.

The opponents are no longer some Necron insectoid swarm, but rather Cultists who can be recycled. At least they are fighting humans, and the presence of humans means that this world is a human colony, where resources can be recycled.

After another two weeks of chaotic fighting, the First Fleet finally regained its rhythm and arrived at a wild world called Gargasia.

Upon seeing the Atlas ruins scattered throughout Gargasia, Mordred knew that Serenity was within reach. This world was once the outskirts of the Serenity Sub-sector, but it had long lost its original natural landscape and was now dotted with fortresses, becoming an outpost for monitoring Orctavius.

The arrival of the Expeditionary Force greatly encouraged the local garrison. The period following the opening of the Great Rift had created a tense atmosphere in the surrounding world, with some even believing that the Empire had already fallen.

This led to the emergence of some local separatist forces who wanted to emulate the ancient methods and establish Third Imperium, but fortunately, the Commissar stationed there was capable and directly executed those rebels.

Looking at the rather conspicuous old Commissar Yarrick Arrek in front of him, Mordred couldn't help but sigh, "Gold shines wherever it is; at 500 years old, he's at the prime of his life."

Just as Mordred was preparing to head straight for Serenity, Yarrick delivered some bad news.

"What?! Serenity has fallen? Which bastard dared to steal my hometown?"

"Reporting to the Great Commander, it's a Chaos warlord named Huron!"