Having witnessed the sudden war between the Old Ones' coalition and the Necrons, Lox's thoughts were still in turmoil, immersed in a shock beyond his understanding.
Whether it was the Old Ones' miraculous psychic tactics or the Necrons' near-magical transcendent technology, neither was something he, a human from the future, had ever seen.
Compared to this War in Heaven, the Horus Heresy was as mild and harmless as children playing house in a kindergarten.
While humanity was still struggling to seize planets, throwing its forces into bloody, brutal void battles and ground wars of attrition,
the two sides of the War in Heaven were using entire star systems as their basic units, destroying one another's living forces while increasing their own.
Material celestial bodies, time, and space were all parts of their war. Battles across multiple dimensions had erupted simultaneously, and not a single one could afford to fail.
Yet Lox was not discouraged by this. Either of those factions, picked at random, had developed for far longer than humanity.
Given the same environment and conditions, Lox was confident that humanity would not be inferior to them.
Rather than feeling ashamed and even developing the frustration of being unable to catch up, it was more important to draw useful lessons from these predecessors.
Even technological inspiration or new ideas for forms of warfare would be immensely valuable.
But when Qua spoke the words, "the methods for constructing and maintaining the Webway," every stray thought was thrown from his mind.
Wait, what? Th-this... this was possible too?
He, Dorn, and the others had come to this point in time only to help the two Primarchs resolve the temporal distortion effects entangling them.
At the same time, Lox had wanted to use this rare opportunity to see firsthand what the magnificent and