The War Outside

"Oh... I feel like I had a long, strange dream..." Perturabo frowned. He kept his eyes closed and panted for quite a while before recovering from the dizziness and nausea.

He surveyed his surroundings and discovered that he was aboard the Mother of Tears. He swiftly connected to the warship's systems to sense the situation in the void.

The human fleet and three Aeldari arks had gathered together. Before them floated a gigantic octagonal fortress.

Four corners of the octagonal fortress were gold, while the other four were black. It was assembled in the shape of two crosses, with a circular hollow at its center. Judging by its design, something had once been housed there.

Rogal Dorn knew by instinct that this thing was far larger than the Mountain Array he had commanded. From several similar design features on the fortress, he also guessed that this octagonal fortress had come from the Golden Ark.

"Perhaps this is the Ark's core component. The hollow in the middle may have been intended to house the Golden Throne. We should take control of it and search for a way to maintain the Golden Throne."

"Good idea, but we still have something to deal with..." Perturabo, linked to the warship, had clearly seen something terrifying through the augur arrays. He told everyone to prepare for battle.

Beyond the range of ordinary sight, at the outer edge of the augurs' detection range, the battle between Executor Inamars and Valgull, the King of Bones, continued.

The battlefield created by the Executioner Dynasty and the Flayed Ones Dynasty was no less intense than the War of the Men of Iron aboard the Ark.

The massive pyramid that had made Perturabo wary transformed into an enormous mass of flesh. Its built-in Gauss turrets became eyes gleaming with hateful