He Wanted a Fight, So They'd Fight-Even If It Meant... Blowing Dragon Forest Star to Pieces!

You could say the Ecclesiarchy was corrupt.

You could also say that the Imperium had become what it was today because those parasites in the Ecclesiarchy had twisted and altered the Emperor's intentions, completely extinguishing humanity's hope and cutting off its future.

But one thing couldn't be denied.

The Ecclesiarchy's existence at least allowed humanity to retain a sliver of hope in this hell of darkness and despair, where war and death were the eternal norm.

The Emperor's faith was also the only barrier many humans had against the corruption of the Warp.

The Ecclesiarchy had plenty of drawbacks, but everything had two sides. That was precisely why the Regent hadn't abolished it.

By the same token, in the Imperium of Man, where extreme religious fervor was revered, Alvin had performed miracles and been possessed by the Emperor. In terms of status alone, he could practically be called the "voice of God." He was a "Living Saint"!

In principle, they could disobey orders.

As the Emperor's Angels of Death, they could ignore a "Living Saint." The First Legion, the Dark Angels, in particular, wouldn't even give Robert Guilliman the time of day—unless he was their own Primarch.

But the problem was that the First Legion's "principles" now stood with Alvin, too.

If they thought the Living Saint and the Lion King alone would be enough to make the Lion King's cubs submit, they were far too naïve.

You needed both carrots and sticks.

To bring the Lion King's cubs to heel, a stick wasn't enough. You needed a stick, plus another stick, plus another stick!

They were already in the Warp, where Psykers had an advantage. Under the pressure of Alvin's gaze, a terrifying torrent of gravity crashed down like the sky collapsing!

Even the Supreme Grand Master could feel