In response to Perturabo's order, the ordinary Iron Warriors didn't say much, but the leading Warsmith looked at their Gene-Father in silence without saying a word, as if they wanted to imprint Perturabo's pale face firmly in their minds.
Magnus's words seem to make some sense, but this does not mean that they will all agree with it, but they understand their father's character.
The battlefield situation is very clear. They cannot defeat Men of Iron. Boarding Action will not only limit Men of Iron's weapons, but also limit their equipment. Without Knight, Titan, and armor groups, they will also be weakened.
Even so, they did not refuse.
Although they rebelled against Imperium, it does not mean that they have no courage.
In those years when there was no Primarch, there were also people Battle Moon who were determined to die Boarding Action Orks.
The Sons of the Fire Dragons once followed the Vulkan expedition to Ullanor, and the brave Boarding Action defeated the other party's Planetary Fortress.
Now they will also follow their Primarch father to make this desperate battle choice.
Even though they couldn't see a shred of hope and such a decision was irrational, they still decided to follow it.
Just because Perturabo is all my own Gene-Father.
They are not soldiers who blindly follow the nihilistic ideals of Imperium, they are just children who do not want their father to be disappointed.
It was precisely because of their feelings for Perturabo that they followed him and betrayed Imperium.
Perhaps they have caused countless killings in these ten thousand years, but compared to other Traitors, they are still relatively gentle.
They defeated Aeldari, eliminated Necrons, repelled Tyranids, completely cured Orks, and at the same time enslaved every Imperial World.
But even if they were enslaved by them, the Mortals in those worlds would not be much worse off than before.
Imperium There is no shortage of people at all.
Under the rule of Imperium, Mortals worked fifteen or six hours a day, and it was the same under their rule.
Death has never been far away from these Mortals, but at least they don't have to worry about being massacred by Iron Warriors and used as sacrifices to Chaos God.
And there is no need to worry about identity issues, everyone is Slaves, and the guys who used to be high in front of the common people are working just as hard as them.
Without exception.
In some enslaved worlds, Mortals don't even want Imperium to recover. After all, they know very well that if Imperium repels these Iron Warriors, then these Mortals will be massacred immediately.
Euphemistically called it, send it to Emperor to confess your sins.
After all, in the eyes of Imperium, they did not resist but became Traitors and Slaves worked for Traitors, which is a sin in itself.
By producing materials and equipment for Traitors, they betrayed Imperium and betrayed Emperor.
And they just want to survive.
After these Progeny, who were loyal to Primarch's father, were ready, Perturabo quickly told Magnus.
The Thousand Sonss stood in a neat line in the open square below Tower of the Cyclops.
The scene is somewhat similar to that of Great Crusade thousands of years ago.
As Magnus raised his weapon, the Thousand Sons Sorcerers below also waved Force Staff.
And those Cultists Sorcerers who have Psychic Power also raised their hands and dedicated their efforts.
And as Magnus's Psychic Power's brilliance suddenly burst out.
Those Mortals Sorcererss below were whipped into human form in an instant, including their vitality.
For the Chaos forces, Mortals is worthless. Every little bit more power that can be controlled means that there may be more Teleportation troops.
Some well-equipped Cultistss are also a good choice. Even if they are useless, as long as they can disperse a little bit of Men of Iron's power, it will be valuable for the next plan.
Sensors all over the ship's hull on Sword of the Void suddenly read that the value of Psychic Power was soaring.
Iax, who had no idea what was happening, could only immediately increase the efficiency of the Psychic Power extraction devices throughout the hull.
Unlike the Psychic Power Teleportation that Aeldari jumped on board before, the Psychic Power fluctuations that can occur from just a few individuals can be almost ignored for the Sword of the Void that is loaded with hundreds of millions of Psyker.
However, the power of Magnus is so powerful, and this time Teleportation has tens of thousands of Space Marine and hundreds of thousands of Magnus selected elite Cultists. The Psychic Power fluctuations it generates are as conspicuous as the Force Weapon on the ship that suddenly went off fire.
As Sword of the Void's Psychic Power extraction device began to continuously extract Psychic Power that appeared out of thin air, Magnus felt for the first time that he had lost Psychic Power's response.
Magnus, who did not believe in evil, tried his best.
Just like when I sent a warning to Emperor.
The surging Psychic Power finally took effect, and Magnus felt as if he was being pulled by something to penetrate the barrier that was like an endless abyss.
But everything exceeded expectations.
With the surging energy flashing, Thousand Sons, Iron Warriors and the two Primarch completely disappeared from Planet of the Sorcerers in an instant.
Planet of the Sorcerers was surrounded by Psychic Power, waiting to be exploded into pieces by Teleportation's Mortals Cultists.
For a moment Magnus thought that his efforts had been rewarded.
However, what happened next made him a little overwhelmed.
The surrounding environment is filled with the style of Imperial Ships, and the huge golden Emperor's Statue on the high platform in the distance is looking at him.
This is a prayer room.
Magnus quickly confirmed the purpose of the cabin he was in. However, he looked around and saw that apart from the empty benches, there were only candles scattered throughout the cabin and incense floating everywhere.
"How could this happen?"
Except for himself, there is no trace of anyone else, whether it is Thousand Sons, Iron Warriors, or Perturabo.
"My Teleportation shouldn't have a huge deviation. Since I can get here, they should be around here."
However, at an unknown Planet in Warp, the churning Psychic Power gradually dispersed.
Iron Warriors and Thousand Sons looked around carefully, while Perturabo looked puzzled.
"Where is this?"
However no one can give the answer.
The heavily armed Iron Warriorss quickly explored the surroundings, and soon Progeny reported back to Perturabo. Judging from the situation analysis, they probably experienced a failure Psychic Power Teleportation.
The deviation was so great that they were sent to an unknown Planet among Warp.
They don't know where this is either.
Perturabo walked towards Thousand Sons who were also at a loss and grabbed Ahriman.
"Tell me, what kind of plan does Magnus have? What is he thinking!? This is the result of Psychic Power who makes weird things every day?!"
The atmosphere between the two legions instantly became extremely tense.
At such a close distance, Thousand Sonss are definitely no match for Iron Warriorss.
Everyone has been blessed by the power of Chaos. In terms of spell resistance, Iron Warriors is not weak at all. The number of Sorcerers of Thousand Sons is limited. Except for Possessed, it is impossible for ordinary warriors to defeat Iron Warriors in hand-to-hand combat.
And they didn't know that Magnus was even more confused than them at this time.
Because Emperor's Statue among the Chapel in front of him actually walked down the high platform made of the base of Alloy with a sword in one hand, his eyes full of scrutiny.