White Lightning Descends

Jeremiah Blitz was a typical Ultramaran. The vast and powerful rogue trader dynasty behind him had always firmly supported the independence and autonomy of the Five Hundred Worlds.

When Guilliman had voiced his concerns about the Second Imperium to Lox, the local forces represented by Lady Yutun had included the Blitz family.

Countless families like the Blitzes formed the foundation of the Five Hundred Worlds' rule. They recognized Guilliman's outstanding contributions. This great primarch had fulfilled the dream the old King of Konor had never achieved, restoring the glorious empire of Ultramar to its former splendor.

Compared to the Emperor's Imperium of Man, they cared more about their own immediate interests. After all, when the master of mankind had arrived on Macragge, Guilliman had been directly swayed by his father, and neither side had fired a single shot.

Guilliman had brought the Five Hundred Worlds of Ultramar into the Imperium of Man, while those ancient noble powers had never undergone any purge.

Such separatist sentiment was common throughout the galaxy, but the Five Hundred Worlds' prosperity and relative humanity made it far more intense here than elsewhere.

Of course, after the catastrophe of the Shadow Crusade, that vast rogue trader dynasty had been reduced to ashes. Only its last heir remained, carrying a gun on Terra and fighting grinder-like positional battles against the Death Guard amid heaps of mud.

War was the greatest test of the human heart. Even a wild and unruly rogue trader like Jeremiah Blitz had gained a new understanding of humanity after being tempered by blood and fire.

He might not have understood the ancient Terran wisdom that no egg remained intact when the nest was overturned, but he understood a similar truth.

This was humanity's shared enemy. Whether one was Terran, Ultramaran, or human from