Sanguinius, Horus, and the other primarchs heard Lan's command.
"Genesis? What is that?" Sanguinius looked at the weakly breathing Luke beside him, his eyes full of inquiry.
A faint smile appeared on Luke's pale face as he briefly explained, "Genesis... is one of the three superweapons aboard Hilling Empire Sovereign-class flagships... It possesses the power to deconstruct information and annihilate laws... The other two are Apocalypse, which can regulate the fundamental laws of a galaxy, and Gospel, which can define damage and provide near-absolute defense... But activating them all requires an extremely long charging time... Right now, we need Genesis... to eliminate the pursuers behind us..."
Though Luke's explanation was brief, the weapon capabilities revealed in those few words left every primarch who heard them—including Perturabo, who had just regained some consciousness, and the imprisoned Lorgar—in enormous shock and stunned silence.
Information deconstruction? Law annihilation? Regulating galactic laws? Absolute defense?
This had utterly surpassed their understanding of what a "weapon" was! This was the power of gods, or even authority beyond gods! And technology could actually achieve such power?
Leman Russ stood there with his mouth agape. After a long while, he finally muttered in a muffled voice, "...Am I still dreaming? Hasn't it only been ten thousand years? Has technology outside advanced to this extent? Why do I feel like we're primitive people..."
Corax's gaze flickered intensely within the shadows. At last, he somewhat understood why Sanguinius and Horus held this "Hilling Empire" in such high regard, even willing to sacrifice themselves to save this Hilling man named Luke.
As everyone's emotions churned, Lan had already pulled that absurd carriage out of the chaotic Great Rift region as though tearing through a curtain, instantly leaving that battlefield filled with madness and distortion behind.
The view before them suddenly opened