A month had passed since the formal declaration of war against the Molanssen Alliance.
Several major warlords in the surrounding regions, including the Molanssen Alliance, as well as several techno-barbarian chieftains, had all been annexed over the course of that month.
Now, the Lords of Flames and Thunder had to face even more powerful warlords.
Powerful only in comparison to the other warlords.
Over that month, the Emperor had not personally directed the affairs of the war, and evidently would not do so in the future either.
With others handling warfare and logistics, the Emperor was no longer quite so busy. He devoted all his attention to research related to the Primarchs.
And the progress of that research, which would not conclude until after the Unification Wars, had now been greatly accelerated.
One could imagine that the Primarchs would fight alongside their descendants sooner than expected.
As the one wholly devoted to that research, the Emperor could head straight to the laboratory beneath the Himalayas after the meeting ended.
Genetic comparison approved.
The laboratory doors slowly opened before the Emperor.
The Adeptus Custodes standing guard along both sides of the corridor dropped to one knee and saluted him.
As the Emperor silently and slowly walked past each of the Adeptus Custodes, they inevitably noticed the small case in his hand.
The case was brimming with technological sophistication. Even the flow of time around it had slowed.
It was clearly not a product of this era, but of a far more ancient age.
Carrying the case, the Emperor reached the end of the corridor and arrived at the laboratory door beyond the corner.
After looking around and seeing no one nearby, the Emperor carried the small case inside.
Upon entering the laboratory, he glanced at the mountain of beverage cups piled