Bombardment of Terra

It had all come too suddenly. Horus and his rebels had directly crossed the hundreds of formidable defensive lines established within the Sol System.

The former Warmaster had once again displayed his godlike command of warfare. With the help of the Warp, he had placed his fleet directly above the orbit of the Throne World.

A month had passed since the previous talks between humanity and the Aeldari. Everyone had believed that with the Aeldari joining them, things would only develop for the better.

The rebels had already stepped into the trap laid by the Imperium. Their forces were pinned around Neptune and Uranus, turning most uncertainties into known certainties.

At this moment, even Lion and Dorn doubted whether Horus had already seen through their plans.

The reason he had sent Perturabo and Aximand to attack the Gemini Gates was to lower the Imperial forces' guard and prepare the groundwork for his true killing blow.

The Comet Temple, this hidden piece, had been buried for far too long—so long that many Imperial commanders no longer believed such an insignificant presence could hold any value.

After all, this had never been an equal war. The Dark Gods had always stood at Horus's side, which meant that the Warp often provided bizarre and unimaginable tactics.

At the very least, the Imperium had truly never expected the traitors to launch another Warp transit right beneath the Emperor's nose.

And on such a massive scale.

Horus's fleet appeared directly in the orbit between Terra and the Moon. The Warmaster immediately divided off two smaller fleets. One headed for Mars to liberate the Dark Adeptus Mechanicus suppressed by the Imperium.

The other headed for the Moon, seeking the support of the lunar genecults. At the very least, it intended to plunder enough gene-seed and other