After learning of the Milky Way's recent situation, especially upon hearing that Gaia might be attempting to resurrect Malcador, Neos's gratitude toward the Emperor grew ever deeper.
So His Majesty had always been protecting everything from behind the scenes.
He composed himself and turned his gaze toward the vast starry expanse before him.
This universe, not yet shrouded in order, was precisely the stage upon which he could repay His Majesty.
"Guilliman, Lion, Horus, Sanguinius..." Neos's gaze swept across every primarch, his voice steady and powerful. "The Imperium's territory must expand, and the light of order should illuminate this realm. Lead your legions and begin cleansing this universe, bringing all suitable worlds under our rule. We must prove our worth to His Majesty and become the Imperium's sharpest blades. The new crusade begins now!"
After a slight pause, he added, "If you encounter powerful local entities, there is no need to report them to the Imperium for now. Contact me directly."
"Yes, Father!"
The primarchs answered in unison, excitement blazing in their eyes.
Expanding their territory and seizing new domains for the Imperium had always been their duty, not to mention the valuable contribution points and Hilling Credits they could earn!
The primarchs each led their legions toward their designated star sectors, while those without legions of their own acted alongside their brothers.
A race-like contest of conquest unfolded among the stars.
In an instant, the immense fleet that blanketed the sea of stars began shifting formation like a colossal beast awakening. Following their assigned objectives, they split apart and sailed into the depths of the universe, beginning the interdimensional expedition of the Space Marines.
Watching his sons depart with their legions, Neos turned his gaze toward Odin, whose expression was complicated.
"Odin," Neos said, "since Asgard has decided to