Lorgar: I Am the Author of the Lectitio Divinitatus

The Thomas Ailey family's Elephant had fortunately escaped the Inquisition's death sentence, yet in the end, it could not escape its fate of destruction.

It had lost power and could no longer drive its Warp engines. Only the Gellar Field remained operational, resisting the malicious entities within the Sea of Souls.

Yet the Gellar Field could not provide flawless protection against data attacks such as Chaos Scrapcode.

So long as they found even the smallest flaw, the Chaos Scrapcode disguised as harmless code would immediately inject itself into the warship's cognitive space, then conceal, replicate, and spread within an exceedingly short time.

It was like deadly cancer cells, only far more cunning. It concealed and erased all trace of itself, continuously devouring the Machine Spirit's source code beneath the appearance of peace.

For a Tech-priest like Horen E6 Ferguson, who served a Rogue Trader family, discovering Chaos Scrapcode was asking too much.

Moreover, he had never anticipated an attack by Chaos Scrapcode. Their vessel was merely a Lunar-class cruiser belonging to a Rogue Trader family; their enemy had no reason to resort to such methods.

Once the Machine Spirit had been completely corrupted and eroded by Chaos Scrapcode, the Lunar-class cruiser had become a toy and captive of whoever lurked behind the scenes.

Thomas Ailey watched in despair as the bright white lights throughout the ship slowly went dark, then, after a deathly silence, lit up again one by one with crimson, blood-red light.

Intermittent crackling currents seemed to echo through the air, yet they also sounded like heartbeats.

The former sense of peace and tranquility had vanished completely. An invisible aura of terror was rapidly spreading, and anyone still possessed of reason knew—doomsday had arrived.

"Emperor, why? Why?!"

"What did we do wrong?"

The Rogue Trader screamed unwillingly as