After concluding his meeting with Turing and handing the follow-up matters over to Terra, Lorgar had little time to rest.
New orders arrived. A vast xenos empire known as Karak had expanded far enough to threaten several human frontier sectors. It had to be contained and destroyed.
The Word Bearers, War Hounds, and Night Lords were designated as the main forces for the campaign.
War erupted across the Sea of Stars.
Aboard the Law of Faith, Lorgar coordinated the Fleets of three legions with radically different styles with astonishing tactical efficiency.
The Word Bearers' formations resembled moving fortresses of scripture, advancing steadily as dense, precise barrages tore at the xenos Fleet's lines.
The Night Lords' ships were assassins in the darkness, singling out command nodes and energy cores for lethal strikes, spreading chaos and fear.
The War Hounds' Fleet unleashed a savage offensive worthy of their legion's old name, hammering the enemy's strongest lines again and again.
Like three blades working in perfect concert, the Fleets brutally cut through the layers of Orbital Defenses Karak had established around key jump points.
Massive Orbit stations, armed satellites, and Laser-array platforms became silent fireballs and showers of metal wreckage, one after another, beneath the broadsides of Imperial warships, seas of torpedoes, and swarms of fighters, clearing a path for the landing forces.
"Seventy percent of Orbital Defenses suppressed! Landing window open!"
The order went out over every channel.
"For the Emperor! For the Primarch! Tear them apart!"
The answer rose from thousands upon thousands of throats, from the chests of warriors packed into Drop Pods and Stormravens.
Countless Drop Pods plunged like an inverted meteor shower, trailing blazing wakes through the thin atmosphere and lingering Orbit debris, slamming toward the gray-brown planet below, riddled with xenos nests and steel fortifications.
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