Horus did not know much about the current universe.
But drawing on his past experience, he could sense the war movements of the entire Chaos faction.
The various powers in the current universe were a motley mix, far more troublesome than in the 30K era he had known.
Back in 30K, Horus's fleet could steamroll any Ork empire world. If they wanted to rule the galaxy, they only needed to consider harassment from the relatively weak Aeldari and the soon-to-awaken Necrons.
But now, every faction wanted a hand in things, making the situation of the war far more unpredictable.
What Horus still needed to maintain was a stable Imperial frontier.
And maintaining a stable Imperium required him to pay a certain price.
"Lord Horus, the Black Legion has arrived!"
To draw Vashtorr out, they had to lure in the Black Legion.
And bringing in the Black Legion would bring a terrifying disaster to this world.
Inside the Governor's Mansion on this planet.
The planetary governor and local lords had long wanted to leave.
The ceaseless rain of fire descending from the sky and the bombardment of massive cannons blasted the ground apart.
This was not Terra in the old 30K era.
On the eve of the Horus Heresy, when battles on the scale of Legions descended upon Terra's skies, vast numbers of lance beams and macro-cannon shells fell from above. Layer upon layer of force-field shields appeared over the planet. Every second, countless force-field shields vanished, only to reappear again.
Terra had force-field shields back then.
But this planet was not worthy of them.
Thus, when Abaddon's Marauder Legion descended, countless Drop Pods fell from the sky. Those Drop Pods, plummeting like fireballs, constantly crashed into the midst of the battlefield, smashing huge craters into the ground. Then, the hunting