Lorgar soon received the news. When he learned that a genetic mutation had increased Hercules's strength by nearly a hundred tonnes, he almost coughed up blood.
"Father, do you think I should keep Hercules around and find some way to make use of his strength and genes?" Rockefeller asked from beside him.
After all, a warrior this powerful was far too tempting. Though he fell short of these officers in command and technique, his strength was virtually unmatched within the Legion.
Lorgar had considered the idea as well. In theory, as long as enough offspring were born, a few were bound to have the same chance.
But he soon put the idea out of his mind.
The reason was simple: there was no time.
Still, someone as powerful as Hercules had to receive special training. Who knew? One day, he might stand alongside a monster like Sigismund.
Lorgar's instructions soon reached the instructor responsible for training Hercules. His orders were simple: train him to death, so long as the training did not actually kill him.
The man responsible for training Hercules was a Legion Company Captain who had fought in the Battle of Colonius. He had been fighting since the Legion's founding and had continued to this day.
"Now, let each expeditionary fleet report its results."
Several years had passed since the expedition began. Lorgar had recently been busy dealing with the Healing Brotherhood and had not had time to tally the other expeditionary fleets' achievements.
Lorgar studied those before him. From left to right,
There was Sebastian, Ship Captain of the Law of Faith.
Rockefeller, Chapter Master of the First Chapter, who also served as deputy commander of the 13th Expeditionary Fleet.
William Sask, Chapter Master of the Second Chapter, who also served as supreme commander of the